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in the last couple of months i've made some decisions regarding my life and the changes i'd like to see occur. i'm actually dedicating myself to me and certain projects that I deem necessary to my cause. this ain't heavy shit i'm trying to lay on you just a few certainties i'm acknowledging. my decisions come out of me wanting more out of life....more than just exisisting amoung millions of restless souls. everyone is searching for their center. to become complete....ummmhmmm i believe this to be true. so that makes me no different from the next cat. except for my fly taste in nice kicks and cool belts, hats and other accessocries. this isn't some ego trip because i'm far beyond knowing that nothing is about me. ok ramble on and on like badu. who brings to mind the word for the week..change....what is change? and how relevant is it to one's life? these are the questions i pose....so im looking for answers-comments all that!!!

finally figured out which keybored i'm going to get. it has taken me a very long time to decide. I wanted to make sure that this is what i wanted. made a lot of sense to actually invest in an instrument that i can truly play instead of a new venture.



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ummhmm

waltz of the certain

nekkid

within my own mindstate
coupled with a certain intimatecy.

is it ok to feel this way all the time.
unbalanced at the thought of being
seen

nekkid. my mistake for giving too much
at the right time

which is now in the present of all that we've
known to be true

excuse me if im too enthused, but i don't come
contact with your kind as often as i'd like

vunerable feelings should leave me perplexed.
somehow i'm enjoying putting my faith through
a test

i know your testing me

nekkid

everything included is sacred and pure
once it leaves the womb-my thoughts

conceived and now im knee deep in
solitude

for the time being, that is

whip them jah jah.....yeah!

did you know that sept. 11th also marked the anniversary of peter tosh's death????
another great individual slain but forgotten by many...just remembering one jamiaca's fyah talents.
i wonder if peter, bob and dennis were alive would the state of music be as we know it?



Ashe
give thanks for all


for as long as i can remember music has had an lasting impression on me. i can remember days in the back of my parents ride-my dad would pop in an old stylistics tape or some marvin gaye. i'm in the backseat thinking "i wish he'd turn this stupid music off.." just being a spoiled brat about the whole thing. over time i would still find myself chillin in the back seat on my way from school-or on my way back from grandma's house and dad would pop in sade, kool and the gang or sam cooke. and what do you know my ass was singing along "don't know much bout history, dont much bi-ology, don't know much about the science book-don't know much bout the french i took".....funny thing is i didn't want my dad to know how much i began to LOVE the music he played. so there would be days when my borther and i were home alone. before you knew it i was firing up the turntable on the component set(that's what my folk called it then) playing my dad's Breakwater album. then i moved on to minnie riperton and god is my witness i fell in love with melodies. i always had this certain connection with minnie. i'm not sure if it were the picture of her on her perfect angel album cover with the ice cream cone. it was indeed her angelic voice. sad part was me finding out i'd never get to see her alive.

one pivitol event in my life was april 4th-the day marvin gaye was killed. i will never forget the pain that i felt after just becoming so familiar with sexual healing...lol! the song that is....i knew that music suffered a great loss! funny how i could sense how great this man was and his gift of song. this was my foundation that my father unconsciously laid out for me. that is our(my father and i) connection-music. all these years i owed my music obsession to my father because he was the first to open my eyes musically. he is part of the reason why im an artist. self realization for ya!

this brings me to my point of today's music. seems as if the loss's we've suffered on a more artistic level changed things in the world. whether it was john lennon, bob marley. peter tosh, marvin gaye. phyliss hyman, nina simone, tupac, B.I.G., or barry white you have to admit that artistry has seemingly dwindled down to fancy clothes, money and hoes. which has me re-thinking my artistic approach. no more on the surface/love anthem/songwriting for me. this is not 1995-2001 when i once belonged to an r&b group. i feel the need to create long lasting themes such as minnie did. this is where i look to for inspiration. because by god they were the truth! and i miss all the greats that's been taken away from us all:

oh yeah when is sly stone gonna ever get the fuckin props he deserves dammit!!!

Ashe

musings and queers...here goes

just another day at work....
yesterday was a pretty progressive day for me..well that is after work was over. i found myself going home and immediately messing around with the fruity loops 4. right now i have about 4 beats that i've constructed into a sorta song. 1 im really happy about- actually let a friend hear it for the first time. then about 8 o'clock i sat down to watch a film called Ararat, but unfortunately i fell asleep. but the bright side is i got a chance to catch up on some rest. and now i'm here today!!!

been pondering..................
the state of music these days. thinking about how influential music was to me as a youngin. these days im not too influenced by much of anything i've heard. it all sounds the fuckin same. all rappers wanna sing-all singers wanna rap. what the fudge is going on with the creativity. i blame the powers in charge. turning artists into products so they can be sold for the mere price of peanuts while corporate fucks reap the benefits of the efforts of artists. capitalists.

there is a bright side for me...a more refreshing side. i do tend to enjoy queer eye. pretty funny, honest, straight up kinda guys. I find them very refreshing and helpful to watch. they actually are helping men image wise, building confidence as well. and of course- carson is my favorite. this leads me to another question.....why do women love gay guys???? i find some to be very entertaining. lol!

things needed

it's about that time...time for what you ask? time to take my ASS home
get off the job.

in search of website designers....anybody?
help!
please.......

random acts of service...and thievery

how many times have you gone to get food and the person behind the counter has grossed you out? yesterday i made a quick run to sonic on my 15 minute break...I'm out there chillin waitin on my food to come out. it finally does and the server that brought it out had something ill going on with his fingernails.
now maybe im just a picky bitch but his nails were dark-brown crusty. i'm thinking to myself-does the manager of this place even check for this with employee's?

my feelings on this matter:
i say that these are things that a manager should look at. besides he's actually taking people their food. i didnt even want to get my damn change back let alone food. mr boo-boo hands made a real nasty impression on me. the hands got to get better man!!

on another note i really dislike working on the weekends...im on a job search-gotta keep looking. can't stop won't stop!

....8/29/03....
ok i'm not pissed anymore about my car being broken into...actually I started out a little perturbed by it but by the time I arrived at work-I had given myself a real dope pep talk. "keeping positive, giving thanks" those types of things....and I tell ya every now and then i think about it. The loser broke my back window to steal my bag that I carry. only 1 bag...funny thing is I'm sure the thief thought he had some shit. well he did have a zone of herb i just bought, a few cd's:

ALL 3 of the Fertile Ground cd's I had
julie dexter - dexterity
Me Shell- Cookie
Floetry
Bilal
Kindred
Joi
Dwele
Aquemini
Fela Kuti
Eric B & Rakim

most of my favorites....i can't help but to think that my shit is in somebodies trash can...cause the average joe prob has no idea of who any of the artists that I had are.....also one of my books of writings in gone! I figured i could replace all that shit so I wouldn't get all mad or throw fits because it could have been worse. but let me say this to the thieves of las colinas(dallas)......."U dirty mutha____ u could have at least left a lil something for a sista to smoke on...that's the least you could've done... knowing i would be traumatized once I awakened to a broke ass window."
ok im done now!
thanks for listening.....
lol!

propaganda

new stuff....!!!

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Hennessy
Presents
The 4th Annual Lyrical Underground, hosted by Grammy Award Winner Erykah
Badu
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Lyrical Underground: A Spoken Word Competition
Saturday, September 6, 2003
8:00 p.m.
The Women¹s Museum (located in Fair Park)
3600 Parry Avenue, Dallas, Texas 75226

Complimentary Drink Tickets with price of Admission!
Admission: $15.00 at the door
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Lyrical Underground is a spoken word competition designed to celebrate the
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To compete for Lyrical Underground, visit Reciprocity Open Mic this Friday,
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growing painz

one thing that bothers me about people is how selfish we can be about what we want...blinding us from seeing that life really isn't about what "we" want..scenario goes it's about 9:30pm last night I'm laying down sleep I get a phone call..person on the other ends says "hey what you doin", I say "i'm alseep-laying down". caller says, "oh well, girrrrl this party is a trip- and I thought you was coming-and i wanted to see you and I......." so here is when i interrupted in my ok now im pissed because i told yo azz I was sleep tone..."YO I said I was sleep, i'm bout to go peace." the problem I have is this- this particular person does this everytime I say Im busy or I can't talk now. It's as if I never said I was busy because 30 minutes later i
m still on the phone listening to bullshit banter....but I do believe I made my point very clear last night. kinda sad that I would even have to react that way but oh well.

the neediness of attention.
there are some people that require much attention from others. I am one that doesn't require much. But I do understand that attention is healthy. But when it forces one person to compromise everything about themselves then it's wrong! and I don't agree with it. so I take measures into my own hands. after repeated attempts at explaining to this person, that I can NOT offer the things that they need or want--how am I going to get them to see that I aint interested. too much baggage and I don't have the strength to keep this in my cypher. *POOF* 190 proof goes down smooth........
so many of us are needing or searching and we latch on to people and things as crutches. Instead of realizing enough is enough. this is nothing more than another self realization point i've come too. we make ourselves available for people and people feed off of that. sometimes end up missing out or not getting because you have given so much. gotta move past this point-learn the lesson because I dont want to keep repeating the same shit!