The Differences - Sun Ra

Sometimes in the amazing ignorance
I hear and see things
I never knew I saw and heard before
Sometimes in the ignorance
I feel the meaning
Invincible invisible wisdom,
And I commune with intuitive instinct
With the force that made life be
And since it made life be
It is greater than life
And since it let extinction be
It is greater than extinction.
I commune with feelings more than
prayer
For there is nothing else to ask for
That companionship is
And it is superior to any other is.
Sometimes in my amazing ignorance
Others see me only as they care to see
I am to them as they think
According the standard I should not be
And that is the difference between I and them
Because I see them as they are to is
And not the seeming isness of the was.

OBY THIS IS FOR YOU TO REJECT AND JERK TO!!!!!!!!!

incaseudidntknow

Mansa Kankou Musa was the tenth emperor of the Mali Empire during the 14th century. He is noted because of his 1324 hajj to Mecca and and his role as a benefactor of scholarship in West Afrika. His hajj has been accounted for greatly because of its lavish manner (100 camel-loads of gold, each weighing 300 lbs.; 500 slaves, each carrying a 4 lb. gold staff; thousands of his subjects; as well as his senior wife, with her 500 attendants) but it should be equally mentioned that Mansa Musa promoted education, trade, and commerce in Mali. Inheriting the throne from his grandfather's brother Sundiata Keita, Mansa Musa greatly expanded the Mali empire, which then had over 400 urban centers. The level of urban living in West Afrika at this time was extremely advanced in comparison to that of Europe and much of Asia, and many traits of layouts of cities across the globe have originated from the Mali Empire. Literature, under Mansa Musa's rule, was given much attention, and volumes after volumes were produced. Today, some of these volumes are kept as family heirlooms among the people that now reside in this region. Students from Europe and Afrika were sent to educational centers in cities such as Timbuktu, Djenne, and Gao to attend universities. The Mali Empire mostly adhered to Islam, but was tolerant of indigenous religions and Christianity.

Mansa Musa had 10 kids and 3 wives. He is well known for the fact that he wore lavish clothing and gave away so much gold to Egypt en route to his hajj that the value of gold decreased in Egypt, but it should be equally known that Mansa Musa contributed to the spread of education and commerce among the Mandinka people (and those who resided nearby). Mansa Kankou Musa is believed to have died of natural causes and no mention of his death has been found in any documents.

If you didn't know...now you do.

heard this song in subway and this is what came to my head..

sleeve of tattoos next?

man summer in l.a. is boring.

sick of jumpin into that bunk bed.

im dust.

sleep forever.

nagchampa. champaka.

will i be a man of solitary disposition when im 40?

jesus is good to me - he wont let me get robbed walkin home

need to water my plants tomorrow morning.

felt the sting of oppression...

but im back.

slowly healing &

testing limits.

my HERO summed it UP!

"To me it seems that my years have tumbled upward out of darkness. At times I felt like a tattered black flag gone limp above a wasteland; at other times I've felt like a fine horse galloping in the wind. That's the way life keeps you dying an interesting death."

- Gordon Parks

its a shame y'all dont know who this is!!!!

thanks amaka for introducing me to smoothness...
for some reason, his music makes me wanna be grown and sexy on the east coast...??...do u get that feeling too??

is this the way ill always be?

You feel this tree? I do. It was all compact and comfortably groomed for awhile. It didn't take long for new branches to start growing though. The branches sprang up out of the boring bush that copied all of the other groomed ones nearby. One day a change occurred, and the bush decided it was perfectly fine to let some newness grow to its full potential, even at the expense of looking a little awkward. Passersby do not understand why it would choose to grow in the way it does, but it feels comfortable and sees no reason to change because others tilt their heads in wonder at the sight of it. Still growing and still strong, we have no idea how this tree will look in the years to come. Will the new branches be molded to uniformity? Will even more branches grow? Will the tree be cut and live only in the memory of the passersby? Or will the new branches simply just provide decor and momentary relief from the sun's wrath? It doesn't really matter how it will end up, because it seems to be enjoying its time now - exploring the air around it.

came to terms

realized in the wee hours of
yesterday's morning
that i am indeed
a loner
and i am perfectly okay
with that
!!!
no more lying to friends back home
adding friends to scenes in my life
when i know good and well, i was by myself
when i explored a new food
or talked to a random celebrity
this is fun now

The Prestige...

was not that bad....a little confusing at times (especially when you're going in and out of sleep)

had me thinkin a bit

not the kind of movie i would watch normally, but the baby kangaroo that i am best friends with recommended it... good choice on his part - better than the cartoon (that i secretly liked)

going to sleep now

- or i am going to try to

don't think ill make church in the morning
(forgive me O Lord)


need to rethink this denver idea :-/ dont wanna go to no colorado

wet again.

feeling so free

school is out

and

this is my favorite song...well its in the top 20 at least

amateur foodie

Indeed, it is expensive to eat out a lot in Los Angeles, and perhaps eating out is the cause of the majority of my financial woes, but I think it is well worth the money to enjoy a friend's presence over food and drink. Recently, I visited two restaurants with two of my friends. Both restaurants were (are) independently owned and can be considered "hole-in-the-wall" establishments. Both had some specific negative characteristics, but both offered delectable food that merits mention in this here blog.

Racha Thai Restaurant.

Everybody knows I usually hate Thai food. In my opinion, most of the dishes usually taste like peppered dust with carrots on top. Also, I usually stay away from it because I never leave a table of Thai food feeling full. But on Saturday I did some L.A. exploring, and at the request of my friend Jack, I accompanied him to a restaurant that was unknown to both of us. Surprisingly, the dish I ordered did a cakewalk around my tongue that left me extremely pleased. I ordered the yellow curry - and instead of ordering it with chicken, I got it with TOFU so that I could share it with Jack and his vegetarian self. Even with tofu, it was great. The waitress / cashier lady was nice too. Only downfalls: the neighborhood it was in (18th street gang territory) and the lack of patrons :-(

Here's what I had

M&M Soul Food

A few days later, I slid on down to Crenshaw and MLK wit Yusef (the baby kangaroo himself) after Sunday morning service at West Angeles Cathedral. Both of our stomachs requested that we do something about the pain afflicting them with immediacy, so I suggested that we go to a local favorite that neither of us had ever experienced. I had read reviews on it on yelp before and figured it'd be alrite. The food was plenty and wonderfully seasoned, the waiter was attentive, and the lemonade was orgasm-inducing. M&M's wasnt half bad. I think Yusef enjoyed it too (the food PLUS the power of Jesus that had him feeling good). Downfalls: structure of the building could be improved, i could smell the bathroom cleaner they had been using (though its good to know they have clean bathrooms, i dont wanna smell pine-sol while im eating), environment is not tourist-friendly (is that ok?), takes AWHILE to get ur food, a little bit of confusion when u walk in (seat me now please, dont just stare at me), also, the vendors / christian gay-bashers in front need to go somewhere else.

Sunday dinner that has me still feeling full:

BBQ chicken, corn & okra, sweet potatoes, macaroni and cheese

Those biscuits, those biscuits, those biscuits....mmmmmm......

Overall, both were not that bad, and I'd go to both again.

clueless peers

the moments
the minutes
the hours
the times we share
and hummmm
the tunes that we know we really dont like
but they sound so gooood when we
hum em together
look at us walking thru
the station
catchin the metro
such a beautiful system
that we dont have to say anything to one another
or even look at one another
sometimes we just look at the same thing and understand
that we are looking at each other
i never wanted the carrier to stop
cuz the air outside of the tunnel
may not accompany the hum
like the murmur of the metro station does
now we gotta
tune-up again
to finish this easy
conversation.
lemme get some water.