October 2010
Astronauts and Teachers are much more amazing than actors… and artist.
September 2010
A veces me quiero, a veces me odio, pero hoy hasta es tan obvio: “Quiero ser otro”. ¿Por qué me siento así, si todo brilla en sí? Me quiero ir de aquí, lejos de mí.
Babies babble on, they lookin for excuses
Game for the buzzer who kicked it to the losers
Lame as a brain, could be, golly gee
If you see a shrink he’ll charge you a fee
If you see me ya see the fee is nothing
[Fee will be for patience] all that’s no fronting
What is a party if it doesn’t really rock?
What is a poet? All balls, no cock
What is a war if it doesn’t have a general?
What’s channel doce if it doesn’t have Arsenio?
What is life if you don’t have fun?
What is a what if you ain’t got a gun?
What’s Ali without Shaheed Muhammad?
Nothing. Gefilte makes you vomit
What is a Quest if the players ain’t willing?
What is a pence if you don’t have a shilling?
Excuse me if I’m chillin, hey what, say what
What’s a fat man without food in his gut?
What’s a child birth, without the umbilical?
What’s United Parcel, without the deliverer?
What’s momma-san, without poppa-san?
What’s martial arts without Daniel-San?
What’s Rasheed without Tonya, Tamika?
What’s orange juice and Doug E. Doug without Shaniqua?
Not a not a not a, not a damn thing
What’s Duke Ellington without that swing?
What’s Alex Haley if it doesn’t have roots?
What’s a weekend if you ain’t knockin boots?
What’s a black nation, without black unity?
What is a child who doesn’t know puberty?
What is my label when I exit boom status?
What’s menage-a-trois, or, that is
What is sex when you have three people?
What are laws if they ain’t fair and equal?
What’s Clark Kent without a telephone booth?
What is a liquor if it ain’t 80 proof?
What are the youth if they ain’t rebellin?
What’s Ralph Cramden, if he ain’t yellin
at Ed Norton, what is coke snortin?
What is position if there is no contortin?
What is hip-hop if it doesn’t have violence?
Chill for a minute, Doug E. Fresh said silence
What is a glock if you don’t have a clip?
What’s a lollipop without the Good Ship?
What’s S&M if you don’t have chains?
What’s a con artist if he doesn’t have brains?
What’s America without greed and glamour?
What’s an MC if he doesn’t have stamina?
What’s music fractured without Mr. Walt?
What’s Trugoy without a phrase called torte?
What’s Kris Lighty if he wasn’t such a baby?
What is a woman if she didn’t say maybe?
Baby laid down, I removed the frown
What would be my penal cord if it wasn’t brown?
What is a paper without a president?
What is a compound without a element?
What is a jam if you don’t spike the punch?
What’s a brewski if you don’t buy brunch?
Oooh ooh, it’s like that you keep goin
Freak freak y’all cause you know that we showin
What to go what to go what to go what to go what
to go what to go what to go what to go WHAT!
August 2010
A scorpion kisses your lips tonight, he will ask for your heart and he will sip it softly like warm. Chica. awakening his thirsty tounge and pumping heart. He will swim inside of you you will put a river deep in the corner of your eye & bite shards of cloud & ocean. You will never forget: that the heart is not made of bone and the earth is not mede of metal. -Xochitl
“Soy aquel maldito, el grito encendido en la frontera desolada, tan imparcial como inconstante. ¿Cuál es tu luz de esta noche? ¿Qué aroma arrastra tu pelo? Levantar las palabras moribundas de los sueños hechos trizas. Soy ese deformado espejo de esta sociedad, soy lo que no querés ver y a la vez te reflejas. Una presencia desnuda, una simple aparición molesta en tu mente contaminada, en cada luz matinal, en tus ojos maltrechos”. - Marques de Sade.
July 2010
It’s only the tired clock ticking
It’s only the part of the drum kicking
It’s only the touch of you picking little of me
It’s only my favourite face breaking
It’s only the frozen ground shaking
It’s only my bending eyes taking pictures of you
You are my flesh
You are my bones
You are endless shifting tones
You are my eyes you are my ears
You are the salt within my tears
You are my noise you are my sound
You are the dark and shifting ground
You are my yes you are my no
You are my down you are my up
You’re so now never give up
You are my last you are my first
You are my good luck and my worst
You are my love you are my pay
You see green when i see grey
You are my bad i am your good
There are words misunderstood
-¿crees en Dios?
-¿En Que?
-En Dios
-No se de que me estas hablando.