Back AGAIN!

woot. woot.

ive been gone for a minute now im back with some new ish :-)

my new crack = Ill-Literacy and Invisible Ink

don't know who they are?

well find out!! 

Ill-literacy is on tour right now so find their lastest show in a town near you!

Invisible Ink is based in boston but they too travel around so find them.

both of these groups are great. both a combination of poetic, musical and theatrical performance.

so you should go out and see.. BOTH

i mean i would sit here a talk about everything that happened and how i felt and post vids and stuff... but iono i feel like experiencing their show is a journey you have to have on your own (or with the person your sitting with ... woot woot Jaz! <-- peep el blog)

haha but really though, check them out. they're worth it and have A LOT to say.

ps. if your like a function coordinator or sumthin.... book them... then invite me to your event :-)

NEWHOOO i was reading some information about George Watsky from the group Invisible Ink and he is a pretty accomplished guy.

one thing that i was particularly amazed/jealous of is the fact the he was on Russel Simmons' Def Poetry Jam

okay ever since i knew this def poetry jam exisited (pretty long time ago) i wanted to be in it. I wanted to go on stage and make people laugh, make people cry, and make people think...

yea yea i know.. "you can do that anywhere"

"true lie" <-- invisible ink put me onnn! haha

why is it a true lie?

Because its the truth that i can go on stage and perform anywhere... but i don't think it will ever feel like it would on the def poetry jam stage..

see for me, def poetry jam is a very big milestone. i feel that being on there would make me an accomplished writer. 

As many people who write, i'm really hard on myself. I've been published and stuff but to me that still doesn't mean my stuff is good... if and when im on Def Poetry Jam... i'll know that my stuff is good..

so how do i get there... and do i really want to get there?

welll i guesss i gotta get off my shy tip and perform... i mean there are plenty of spoken word shows, open mics, poetry slams and such around that i have no excuse...

even if i never get to be on Def poetry jam... i miss the stage... i miss the feeling i get when i perform. the high i receive from the attentiveness, applause, and the words that flow out from my heart. I miss it...

SO! ima step my game up.. and do what i gotta do...

bumpin and grinding and loud pointless degrading music gets old...

i'm ready to go to jazz clubs, and smooth talk the man sitting next to me with his acoustic type soul... im ready for a change.. And maybe along the way i can conjure up the courage to perform... and do what makes me happy.

wanna join?

peaceee

quote quote quote it up "Success is not the key to happiness. happiness is the key to success. If you love what you are doing, you will be successful."        -Albert Schweitzer

I wanna be a successful (happy) poet/successful spoken word artist :-)

Home

Sometimes i give an intro before a poem sometimes i dont, but i just wanted to say that this poem was inspired at the thought of that place, that ONE place for everyone where they are entirely in the comfort zone. the place where they are the most happy and where they feel most them-self... newhooo leave comments lemme kno what you think

Home

In the beginning

God created the Heavens,

The Earth,

And Here

Here is where the soul got rest,

And the body, a vacation.

It's where every breath was a, breath

And there was an everlasting patience.

It's where soft sudden winds blow

Sweet melodies in my ear

And lullaby me into perfection

It was perfect.

As I lay on the ground and warmth met my skin

I looked into the never-ending sky and smiled,

Because Here,

Here is where I want to be.

Here is where the scent of apple pie tickled my nose

Flew down and made me hungry,

But not hungry enough to want it

Hungry enough to remember,

To remember all the memories kept Here.

You see Here,

Here I remember grandma smiling

As she handed me a gift.

I remember kickball, red rover and freeze tag.

And Here, I can see my mother

Crying happy tears as I opened my first acceptance letter

I can see it now "It is my pleasure to inform you of your acceptance into the class of 2012"

Here was home

But home is not a house tou see,

It can be,

But home,

Home is where you take it

It can be the waterfalls of Niagara,

The beaches of Miami

Or even here.

See?

Home is where you make it

Home is a place just for you.

In the beginning 

God created the Heavens,

The Earth,

And Home.