I’ve found another MC that’s got the true hip hop vibe. It’s no wonder he’s on Rhymesayers, he fits in perfectly.
Today proved to be quite educational. Realization came to me and broke through my thick skull. I can’t let this one go. I have to do the right thing for this person, and walk away to prove a point. Through thick and thin, yeah, but this is bigger then anything before. I want good things for you and if my presence is corrupting your moral judgments then I have to remove myself from this incredibly clear, doomed fate. If you can see the end of the road yet continue to run as fast as you can towards it, nothing will stand in your way.
On another note, my search for safety and stability is revealing itself slowly but surely to be in my favor. Things aren’t so bad on the home front, and i’m pretty sure the sun’s just gonna keep on coming up.
Today I am officially a sponge, thanks be to London Ontario. Starting again, another new chapter in my life. Hopefully this chapter is longer and permanent. I look forward to attending school, getting my priorities in order and learning (positively) how to be a responsible adult.
Let the adventure begin!!
Most are unfamiliar with this reality I experience. The perspective is so mutilated and far from your average pair of eyeballs. This one is tainted, stained with all of the imperfections, loopholes and uncrossed t’s. The gaps grew so quickly and out of control I couldn’t manage to keep up. A lot of this may have been because I sat there in such a distant state, watching as my distorted reality laughed me onto the sidewalk again. Let me tell you folks, watching your landlord lock the door infront of you, then turn and look at you with a piercing stare through your thin facade destroying all hope of ressurection. I had preformed the ultimate sacrifice, shinning with martyrdom I killed the onlooker’s encouragement, and I gave my own soul to the bystander.
Now I stand in a sober and centered human brain. Logic and social rules and policies all matter. Staring at the obstacles I am expected to climb, my desire is strictly clarity, a pure taste of the very thing as humans we search for: enlightenment.
Street dreams are made of these..
feelin’ fairly vintage today
a handful of memories, keep them out of catagories
Real recognizes real