tea.

i have this ill obsession w/it. i drink it all day,
everyday. all kinds, white, green, black, herbal,
fruity, etc etc etc.


people always think i'm crazy when i tell them
that tea is my medicine. i don't believe in taking
medication for shit. i don't like the doctors, i don't
think they're out to help heal me but that's a whole
other topic.

as of late, my body has been breaking down on me.
and while i know i could stand to eat better & exercise
more, i hardly ever do either. so i've been feeling super
achey, sluggish, weird pains in my tummy, horrible
migraines & instead of medicating myself, i've been
drinkin' extra cups of white & green tea.


listen to what i'm telling you: it has helped. it IS helping.
admittingly, my pains aren't completely gone but the
tea is helping to relieve any inflamation i got goin' on &
relaxing my muscles. not to mention the awesome benefits
of white & green tea. i'm sippin' on some regular ol' lipton
green tea right now & feelin' pretty calm. no sugar though,
the sugar has been my tummy do flips. shit, good thing i
am not fuckin' bc it sure does sound like i got a bun in
the oven and we all know, it'd be the cruelest joke in the
universe if God made me Mary numero II.



14 days, two weeks exactly, til i'm drinkin', eattin', laughin',
talkin' shit, being all boo'd up & all the other great shit
that is definitely going to come out of me being in chicago.



peace.
-fresh.

northern lights.

i am in the middle of starting something
pretty amazing, at least i think so. it's
an up north affair. a midwest situation.
a northern light in the south of florida.


18 more days 'til chicago.

18 more days
'till i get to chill w/one of my best friends.
18 more days
'til i'm shinin' just as bright
right next to this northern light i got aimed
at me.
18 more days
'til me & bea do nothing
but sit in bars, drink, eat, laugh & talk shit about
everything & nothing.
18 more days
'til i'm able to understand what it is to open myself
up fully to him.

chicago is good to me. you must understand this.


**************************************************************

moving onto the daily grind of it all:

i'm currently sitting at my desk blasting Maze live in
L.A. mannnnnnn, this shit has got me all sorts of happy.
i'm not even upset that i'm at work right now.

this morning there was a hint of coolness. a sign of
cooler weather coming our way in the M.I.A? or perhaps
i sign that i need to be up north? who knows. what i do
know though, is that miami could stand for a "cold" front.

this weekend i found myself in a shoppin' mood. i know,
weird. i hate shoppin' but i needed some shit for my
chicago trip. i hit the mall & while i was seriously upset
the whole way there, once i hit a few of my favorite stores,
shit was smoooth. my adventure was not in vain bc i
sure did find everything i was lookin' for & more.


have a great day, world. the sun is shining & the weather
is sweet.


peace.
- fresh.

ok, 3-4-1.

what it is.

He has no idea what it is he has done to me.
He is the muscles in which my smiles are formed.
He is the reason my movements have become so smooth.
He is the music which drowns my pain.
He is the man i never thought i'd meet.
He is the man i feared never exsisted.
He is the muse in which my mind uses to express
its utt most intelligence.
Only if he knew what it is he has done to me,
than might he know how to keep me.


his favorite one.
♥.


peace.
- fresh.

2-4-1.

it's a two for one day on blogs.

TWENTY TRES DAYS.

♥

currently.

i've become a slave to the 9-5 [well 8-4:30 pm] world.
& while i've known what i am about to go on about, it was
nice to see it personified this weekend.


i have this slight, well bigger then slight, obsession for the
Ovation channel on direct tv's 274. yah. i think that's it. w/e
the point is this channel feeds all my artistic loves & fills
my crack like fixes for the arts in all fashions. from music
to dance to theater to fine arts to poerty etc etc etc etc. i
always seem to find some of the dopest shows on there. this
past weekend i found one that moved my fat ass into the kick
i'm currently on.


ROCK FRESH

it was/is a documentary on a few graffiti artists out in cali, both
southern & northern. KOFIE, TYER, TRIXTER, CALE are just
a few of the artists i remember off top. these men's love for their
art was empowering. it takes you thru basically the life of these
artists on a very personal level. director, danny lee, does an amazing
job really putting the audience in the life of a graff artist. without
giving away the whole thing, KOFIE says i'd rather be doin' some shit
i love & not make any money with the possiblity of doin' some shit i
kinda like to make money then doin' shit i hate, making money with no
time to put love into my art. i really recommend this movie to anyone
who truly loves art, graffiti & the power of the paint.


man. this shit hit something in me. i think more people should follow
this way of thinking. i've made it my mission to get back my shit. true,
this job pays the bills & i do like it. it's not a bad job, just not an artistic
one. i suppose this is where my place in the world is right now and i
embrace it to the fullest. i am lookin' out toward the world & being super
open to taking in whatever the universe has to put in my way. this includes
mending some holes in my life. i owe someone an explanation, an apology
& a few pieces on her album.


world, i'm ready to focus. well ok, i'm ready to try & focus more then usual.



peace.
-fresh.