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| The mind is a slave. A slave born into captivity, ignorance, and suffering. Looking for answers to questions only answered by one'self. Free it, Free your mind. Break the mental shackles that bruise, bloody, and entrap you to the atmosphere of ignorance. | | |
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| So Mia will be out of the body shop this week and this is what her beautifull skin will look like 
mmmm hmmm she will be a site to see turning heads like a rockstar pics to come soon of her check my page back in 4 or 5 days
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| I attended the Common concert last night the show was superb,
beautifull people, beautifull music. It's to bad I enjoyed such a great
show by myself. Who actually does that?attends a grammy nominated true
hip hop artisit concert by themselves.Only a true loser of that
magnitude would. I mean come on, the entire night I was looking from
left to right back to front just hoping I would see a familar face.
DEAD LOVE
I used to feel somthing so beautifull, somthing that
cant be seen,but can be felt and heard. I havent had feelings such as
these run through me in some time. The feeling is so powerfull that it
can calm the anger and hostility of a riot. Just by the sweet sound and
feeling of the woman like touch. Her hands are so smooth, her lips are
as sweet as fresh hunny from a hive. And her eyes sparkle and can
mesmorize a blind pianist. She used to always be with me, we would
chill out together, discuss modern music and classic as well. Not only
would we discuss Hip-Hop as a whole, but every genre that our heads
could bob to. While ensints burned, and soul house music played, with
the lights dim, with fresh fruits and vegtibles, lay in the middle of
the table. I could even express my love for the almighty Jehovah
God to her and she would feel, understand and truly believe every word
I spoke as if she were in my soul. One random morning she was not in my
sight when I opend my eyes, I searched every where for her, I
called my so called "freinds" to ask if they had seen my beauty
but they had not seen her. She was vanished like a lepor in ancient
jerusalem. I never attempted to find a new beauty but one day a ghost
feeling occured in my soul, I felt coldness, a discomforting touch, a
touch of a stranger. I realized that it was my beauty, she
returned I asked where she had disappeared to, she said she
needed to see the world. I asked her why would she want to see a world
that is in the palm of the devil. It's not safe for her to go out on
the streets of this cold world. Her voice, feeling, and touch, was not
of the similarities of her before she had vanished. She proceeded
to say that she meet many people, and everyone knows her name and
promotes her all around the country. Jealously took over my soul, and I
knew that she had found a new love. Hip- Hop has been raped, beaten,
battered and bruised and left in a alley left to die, anyone who
wanted a peice of her broken beaten flesh and womb could have her
freely. Passing deseises through her blood and flesh. Eating
away, at her beauty her voice, her touch. I want Hip-Hop back from you
devils, you do not deserve her significance in your meaningless immoral
lives.You brainwashed her mind, and filled it with lies,and visions .
We want her back and we are here to tell you that your gimic is going
to choke just like you had Hip-Hop choking on your male gentiles. I am
here to ressurect her death. And there is NOTHING you can do to stop us.
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| Wow I actually forgot I had a xanga haha I will most definetly be
updating more often sicne now it is in my mind. Well what can I say I
am a busy man. More busy than ever actually, everyhting is awesome.
Work, school, dancing are going well. I cant express how excited
I am for summer I cant wait to rock my summer gear, and hit north ave
beach ahh I can see it now.How excited are you? Probally not more
than me I can assure you. I have been training alot getting ready to do
some battle traveling because the chicago scene sucks. Need to get my
name up and I would quite frankly want it to be up in other states
first than here. Teck always throws dope events though mad props. Crapper I need to find a partner for this jam!
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