All these critiques

Hey hi and hello.


I don't know what happened yesterday but I was writing (all bets off sort o=f thing) and I guess I never got around to all that 'blogging' I was talking. My bust. Still thinking *waterfalls* and *foreign spices* both of which I like. Cool stuff. I'm growing real aggy at some of the claims I've been hearing recently.

I mean I DON'T even go outside hardly and when I do I come back with a new list of issues. again cool...

I'm trying to deal with my blatant disregard for working technology... Then I realize I'm just happy to be alive. It is what it is diggy? I have a lot to say (I feel like I always say that..), but I don't have the slightest bright light bulb as to how to go about it.. so you get very little. That's not the end of the world, and it's probably for the best right now but let me chill cause I'm getting aGgY again.

My temper is doing it's own thing while my desires are being shunned. I either have to rely on others or carve out my own navigational directory, and truth be told, I'm 1 hell of an architect. I'd say pay attention to what the f*ck I'm saying, but I think ALL my words are important. F*ck it.

*sorry for cussing*

Things are changing right in front of people man... like.. I don't know, I don' t think any of these people pay attention. All I do is pay attention, but even I recognize I'm still very blind to the things around me. To the people around me

*Can the Blind lead the Blind??*

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You know, I read this over an over and over and... Besides the fact that what I posted was an excerpt of the whole thing I feel like the significance of what was said/written was lost on all but 1. As much as that hurts/sucks (My mental embodiment of Mr. Fantastic and or his cast aside distant relative Stretch Arm Strong was lost on all... except the 1.)

*Like now... Ya'll don't get it. She may, and I hope U do but whatever*

If there was a soapbox I suppose I would be on it right now. It's really simple though... To simplify it even more, you can break it down into 2 categories. There are people who look at an object/person and see and accept what's in front of them. Not much else goes on. Simple right? Flip the coin and you have the people who see the same thing but go deeper. By deeper I mean they try to figure out why things are put together the way they are rather than just accepting it.

Still with me? Ok... Now take that ^^^

and apply it to some1 reading 1 of these blog entries. I feel rather I gather I know there are those of you who click the mouse and hold it on the scroll thingy on the side. Skimming through to see if your mentioned or who's mentioned... In the case of the more abstract stuff it becomes so superficial.

Oh.. my! Oh my god! HE MENTIONED A GIRRRRLLL!!!!!! F*ck outta here, you kidding me?

*sighs... stILL AggY*

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It's like does context mean anything to any1? Trying to censor myself here cause what I want to say raises too many red flags, and I'm too 'in control' to have people thinking otherwise at the moment...

*examples*


'she rocked fly red heals'

'she rocked fly red heals i noticed cause it's how I feel on fire in the sky'

'in the dark my eyes found the appeal of her red heals thinking chill why add more feet to the hill your climbing?'

'she meant to walk mean stopped the whole scene black cropped spaghetti top and red heals below the jeans'

... I could go on but these 4 examples share common details with different contexts'.

the 1st being a basic observation.

the 2nd being an inside look into the writer's feelings based upon seeing these 'common details'

the 3rd being another observation and inside look into the writer's thoughts with a 'literal account for the writer's thoughts ('chill why add more feet to the hill your climbing?'). So you get 2 perspectives in 1. The writer is acknowledging the tempting thoughts, before laying them to rest while revealing some type of 'struggle' and or 'upward climb' he/she may be going through.

The 4th is like the 1st. Only it reveals the writer's opinion on the lady he is eying. Her alleged intentions, as well as how the lady is viewed by those around in the environment they're both sharing. Don't overlook the fact that it's the most descriptive (although not very well done) of the 4 to give the subject 'lasting appeal'.
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And those were just meaningless examples! So try to imagine my irritation when something I actually sit down and put detailed thought into conveying a message with something I write, only for it to be ignored because it's taken at a superficial face value? Especially when it's a matter of me really needing/hoping some1 will understand.

Don't get me wrong, I appreciate that some of you would even take a minute away from your day to peep what I've jotted. Trust, it means a lot, I guess I'm just saying I don't think there's too much superficial about me. For those that know me personally ya'll should know what it is. I've never been the 1 'like them' in most cases..

Rambling on.. I guess I want people to smarten up a bit, but once again let me chill

*lol* Motherly wisdom.. You have that now so your wiser than them haha chill chill...

Today is creatively inspiring in so many ways I'm kind of excited about it. I don't know how it's going to turn out but I'm feeling like I got 1 of those 'get out of jail free' cards in my back pocket. The real question is, if you FEeL like you have the upper hand on life at the moment, do you advantage?

12 side to those dice 6 sides to die. Diggeth?

*Baby says she wants got me spoiled to begin with*



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I love to LOVE

Love is perfect...

I'm happy to be awAKE this morning no gas.. And I want a motorcycle... LOL

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I remember when we and by we I mean Kiki and Rora would sit in the dorm room all 3 of us writing on our own blogs intensely. Short grunts, tiny giggles, confused looks lol it was a fun time.. Anyway I'm reminiscing on that because I dead*ss be laughing and fully entertained (by myself) when writing these.

It's cool having thousands of inside jokes with yourself!

*rolls eyes*

So the mailing list wasn't completely dismantled but it definitely was trimmed quite a bit. I guess you'll know when the email hits riiight? I'm crazy excited for the potential 'heaviness' my pen might allow me to create today. Water falls, and then it's felt.

*waterfalls*

Been thinking on it for a minute promised it a minute aGO so hopefully things get moving with that. If it turns out anywhere near where I wanna be want it to be it'll bring tears and then permanently rest here.

Ivan what's good? somebody holla at the 'bol' for me! If I start thinking I'm turning into Mr. Fantastic it gets all bad. Never had that problem with my dude in those regards but Uknow! sh*t happens...

There's so much to say, or I just feel like there's so much to say... sO let's just say my mind has a plethora to speak per say. con speech. with words. Or not, I'm capable of going much deeper but I don't want to come off as a... creeper *michelle*

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Anyway the '3rd' eyes wide the f*ck open.

I've found a very ambitious way of failing at the things I do to the point where it's literally cool. Depending on what perspective you have on all this it could look really bad though, so I'm ghost-like for the most part. Trying to keep myself in a very insane lane where I know all consequences and outcomes before the decisions are made, and regardless of end results I walk on blind to any perjury (<-- that's a 'trippy' word).

*Can the blind lead the blind??* any1??

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Referencing my own 'literature' lOL There's more to that btw...

I really hope every1 is doing well. I haven't forgotten about skype (well I did but let this be mine as well as your reminder that I still have the thing. You gotta hit me for that though, and don't expect me to be on there OD'n, no social network gets that anymore. Bloodsuckers... Take what it was and make it what it 'ain't'.

Shout out to Rubin, Rough n Rugged, and my soon to be named and 'genderized' new notebook (i Don't have it yet.. it'll be petite though hehehehe)

Word to words I'm understanding you ALL more each day. Loving it like I love LOVE, and Marley. I kind of capped out, too much going on right now but today feels like I'm gonna be actively updating seemingly without purpose. Ya'll should know that's never the case smh nope

Shout out to Blu that n*gga is a problem and way ahead of his time. Keep doing you it's much appreciated homey.

Shout out to my colors... Yo word to everybody that's seen me I have a semi MEAN color scheme setup with my clothes IMO lol What you see here is literally what it is. 1 of these days I'm saying f*ck it and goin nuts with my sh*t. Jess I kid you not, get ready for the stares like now. F*cking Jay-Z and his trendiness...

*shakes fist*

Hey Squishy 'Pound my fist' lmao I'm done!


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Paranoia

For the paranoid. For those that think of things with imaginations so vivid they eventually become reality. 

I don't want paranoia driving my thoughts tonight. I want to feel as if all of my limbs and vital organs are working because I know I'm healthy. I think I'm healthy. Mostly I deduct from the numerous activities I conduct that I am healthy. So my mind should think healthy thoughts. 

My heart is strong as is my mind. My eyes are clear as is my mind. My friends are real.

I should chill time to dose off. Pray for me. +) 

*IF it feels too good to be true well than it aint... Oh snap! That's so Raven That's so Raven That's so Raven That's so Raven!!*





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Yeah I know...

*For those of you that receive emails from me linking you to this blog this will be the last 1. Not the last blog I write, but every1 is being taken off the list. I can't imagine it being that much of a problem for the majority of you on the list anyway. My reasons are I don't like writing to ghosts unless I'm intentionally doing so. For those that never respond with feedback/questions/answers like I said it shouldn't mean too much to you. Besides that the posts are going to get a little weird I'd imagine. More honest... Apparently honesty is a weird thing to this generation though. So yeah you know the phone's on (916) 230-5293. The emails work rebel2society@gmail.com kingxpoetic@aol.com . And of course the house that I built will remain rebel2society.blogspot.com . So here's your last platter so to speak. Get at me on twitter or... lol twitter smh just contact me if you care.*

If you love some1 you shouldn't let them go too long without them knowing it... Ya know? Aight ya'll

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Can the Blind Lead the Blind?

I smile in the faces of so many because what I have concealed in me is plenty... I need to like give my energy feel me. Feel me? An overabundance of such might just kill me. Someday, but really those days are smokescreens. Due to the haze and other substances that fill me. So I giggle thrilled behind my wall of deception, knowing deep down there are no exceptions. Either get on or develop a weapon for your protection. Immediately a drug reference? Well, that's what they think right? Are they right? I thought I crushed all of that with the help of God's might. HE who shined light in the darkness that was my life. What do I know? I just stay up analyzing and reading all night. Talking to strangers trying to pull away from the dangers broken relationships present to my endangered psyche. wait, that's funny... My old homies kind of play hide and seek. Jokes on me being forever 'it', I lunge as they run from me. Down and dirty getting bummy, my appearance doesn't reflect that I'm hungry-er. My worries were that I'd end up alone, an looking around that's not too far from my current zone, but I'm blown like the wind does to leaves. Like the wind did my friends. Like the wind does to tears flowing from blurry eyes. Dried. I tried, no need to 'wet my beak' bet I'm weak for sure that's more coal, more heat. Find my comfort in girls even if we don't speak. My hands are comforting I know because of what comes back on the screen. Communication by any means might lead to your jeans. She knows it, even shows it through acts of jealousy. I can't blame you I'm thinking 'me too' while fabrications and lies turn to truths. A contradiction, or we're merely confused. Sky bright I look up feeling used. At the edge of self control I start thinking 'what's the use?' Songs flowing through my head, Eminem's 'Beautiful'. Okay I'm cool. The world turns on... Undefined.

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... I still feel leaving was wrong to do. I'm Serious...

But I wanna wear silly hats...

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I TrIED but...

Sometimes things are destined to fail. I can look back at key moments in my life, and they usually are followed by, inspired by, or just plain are shortcomings. So it's in this shortcomings that I look toward the future with a more keen eye for positivity.

I tried it a way that wasn't my own and failed. I've failed on my own in my own way but found solace in knowing I understood the steps I was taking, and the path I was leading. Doing it your way has left me more so lost than anything else I could try to describe. Your not always wrong, definitely not always right, but your always NOT mine. Therefore I couldn't try to find peace through your thoughts. Kind of backwards...

Tumbling over and over descending into mysteries isn't the ideal way to find yourself, but if it works it works.

I found my 'friends' but that's another post altogether. What's real what's fake? Finding that out is REALly all that matters to me at this point, and I'm willing to put myself through WHATEVER to achieve that.

Here's to your way, and mine. Now. Live with me.



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