Monday, December 27, 2010

Pipe Dreams

Sleep was an occasional lover
Because In his life he needed one other
Another essential
A thing to keep him still.
“Nothing brings rest, like Mary will”

Not working out until he can’t stand
Not Lisa Ann with strangers hand
No babbling brook or creek could match
The taste of smoked sour leaves
Cut from bushy deisel trees

And though night snaps should be prince like
With purp raining down upon his psych
The priority that he held most high
Was the aroma of perfect dank
The every so lovely skunky stank

The new bright glow of leafy greens
Fit for even Victorian Queens
And crystals on the tiny tips
shaded by bright orange hairs
Showed it would give his mindset airs

The lonely stoner shuts off the light
and says to this world good night
Hoping the dark wont bring nightmares
That he knows so well
That feel like hell

Then, as he begins to dream
Of being on some champion team
The dark begins to overwhelm
An hated intrusion
Set to ruin the perfect illusion

As victory morphs into defeat
And his mind is sent to cubicle street
The champ that the world once knew
Is sentenced to filing papers
Instead of rolling up papers

Failure turns to his eternal trend
Beyond the point where men could mend
His fate was sealed
No chance to create something new
And there was nothing he could do

Then the grim terror begins to reach
Points that no thinking should breech
“What If’s?” that will break the brain
Thoughts that can turn the mind of a man
Into a sizzling egg on a frying pan

At one point it becomes too much
And before thoughts turn his mind to mush
His mind begins to shake him wake
Before he loses track of the real
And his sanity is no more than a breakfast meal

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Call Me "Prince"

Read my words straight off your screen
You won't hear just what i mean,
Though definitions you may know
Of these many words I chose
In the poems that I show
And speak loud over prose.

Its the rhythm to my rhyme,
My cadence and my perfect time,
That really speak to the heart
Of the wisdom I impart
Through these letters on this page
And these sounds on this stage

My heart aches like no other
Worse than separation from a lover
Cause men were forced to live in chains
Despite intellect and human brains
And Whips cracked their backs like thunder
As their human rights were cast asunder

My chest beats strong like a drum,
And these solemn hymns I hum
Were by gospel choirs sung
When those country niggas were hung
High up by the leaves of tress,
Of the georgias, the Mississippis.

And a few years later, like mr X
Our King was killed in Memphis
Leaving no prince for his rank on lincoln steps
To fight for whats right, curing injustice
He led us towards the mountaintop without waiting
But for preaching his dream, there was assassinating

Even now my people still are oppressed,
From our burden, we get no rest.
Seems every morning the sun has risen
Another blood wakes up in prison
Victims of a "war" unjust
A war on blacks, not angel dust

See, our "drug war" isn't colorblind
Look up the facts, you'll surely find
Laws painted with colorful bias
And while in the ghettos this is a crisis
In the burbs its hardly a footnote
So i publicize it, through these words type wrote

Bust still, through our trials
Through our fight
Through our struggle
We flex our might

We fought to be reborn
like the Phoenix
Even though this country's torn
By our Double Helix
We're like a lotus flow3r
blooming into our role
To give the US of A
A little color and soul

The pain behind my history
Never was a mystery
Its been in books for years it seems
And still haunts some Negro's dreams
Yet some brothas still don't know
Why "Roots" was a classic show

Enter me, to claim the throne martin left
And sweep the streets that must be swept
I scribe my thoughts as I do best
Hoping to give my people rest
Rest from pain, heartbreak, and tragedy
Finally free to truly be

Its time for a new purple reign
To rule over this domain,
And provide to some education
On the Black story in our nation,
So I'm here to cure the ignorance
I am no King, but call me "Prince"

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

The Smoke Out

"The Smoke Out"

Start the fire
and Pack the Green
Cue the choir,
Lets get higher
And whats life mean?

Passing time
and Sharing stories.
We're anti-crime,
but still burn dimes
And relive glories.

Rejoined again
Are friends that were.
they bond like kin,
their separation
but a blur.

Strangers may grow
bonds strong like vines
So though they go
with a nod they know
they both burn pines.

Medicine for some
For others, mere play
safer than rum
and better than gum
for the rainy day

the bowl will cash
the fire will die
but through the ash
and burned up hash
our lives stay high

Friday, December 3, 2010

This invention could change the future of procreation

Lollipops are sexy. Here is an example:



Historically, lollipops have been used in posters, porn, and pictures of sexiness, probably. It is generally accepted that lollipops are sexy.

Commercials would like us to believe that people who chew gum and buy mints have irresistibly fresh breath and that the world will rush to make out with them. Here is an example:



Now, imagine the profit that could be made by COMBINING THE TWO. You would look sexy and simultaneously be freshening your breath. You're preparing to make out while attracting the person you want to make out with.

They would sell like hot cakes. They could be marketed as instant sex appeal for girls and fruity guys. And they would taste fantastic

The only problem with this invention is that it would make every girl in the world irresistibly sexy, so everyone would do it more and STDs would spread faster and the birth-rate would increase and this already overpopulated world would overflow with people.

Monday, November 29, 2010

David on Tv...

Date: 11/29/10 Time: 12:00 Influence: 420

Other info: This came to me while watching Dexter...

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I urge you to think back to an earlier time when shows like "Leave It To Beaver" and "I Love Lucy" reigned. It was a time of black and white in more than one way. On both of those shows, the characters are only occasionally challenged morally. Even when it did occur the choices were obvious. Simple Wrong/Right thinking was the only thing that occurred in many American households and popular culture reflected that.

Now return to 2010. In television today, there is no perfect family. There is no "Cosby family". There is no "leave it to beaver". There are also many characters that are operate in a moral gray area. In an area that, though against some of our moral intuitions such as law or christian morality, makes us like them and want to watch them regularly.

As far back as the 90's, the "perfect family" on television began to change from the nuclear family, two parents of opposite sexes and 1.5 children (a la "leave it to beaver" or "all in the family"), to a far less traditional one. Beginning with shows like "Full House" and progressing to modern day television such as "two and a half men", the concept of "family" on television has developed to include nontraditional one parent households and even "odd couples" of two or more men. This "perfect family" concept can even be expanded to shows where "family" doesn't include a child. In shows like "House", "Big Bang Theory", and "How I Met Your Mother" for example, a group of characters interact to such an extent that traditional separations between "work life" and "personal life" as well as "friends" and "family" begin to be blurred. Indeed, the characters on the aforementioned shows tend to act more like groups of siblings than mere friends or coworkers.

This recent inclusion of these nontraditional groups into the American concept of family shows the ever loosening nature of the definition of family. Now, family is no longer defined by blood. It can now be defined by a shared living/working situation. Really any identical set of circumstances can create a group of people that become as intertwined as family.

Though people may think of this as a positive effect, this also may have a negative reflection of society. Due to the now ambiguous and arbitrary nature of "family" in American television (and to an extent, American life), there is now less of an emphasis on actual blood ties. In the three fore mentioned shows, the main characters (with no blood ties) are very deeply interconnected to each other, yet have deteriorating or even non existent ties to actual blood. The case could be made that this de-emphasis of actual blood family in American television shows the decreasing importance of things that we have little control over (like who our family is) and a greater emphasis on things we CAN control (such as associations with friends, roommates, coworkers, etc).

Lets change gears and instead of considering family in television, lets analyze more deeply and think of today's favorite television characters. There's the benevolent serial killer Dexter Morgan (showtime's "Dexter). A forensic scientist for the Miami PD and a father who kills serial killers in their free time in an effort to channel his "dark passenger" into a positive force. Years ago, there's no chance you'd find a serial killer being shown in a positive light. But nowadays, Dexter is one of the most commonly watched series on television and Dexter Morgan is one of Americas favorite characters on television.

And there isn't just Dexter, there's countless others. Showtime and HBO have a tendency to really promote these morally ambiguous characters in an effort to stimulate viewership (very successfully). But these characters aren't limited to premium channels like this. Look to NPH as Barney Stinson on CBS's "How I Met Your Mother". Perfectly portrayed by the talented thespian, Barney is, mildly put, a narcissistic, manipulative, opportunistic, insensitive womanizer. Though he does on occasion show a soft side for the career oriented, self alienating news anchor Robin Scherbatsky, almost every line spoken by him is either Barney praising himself, objectifying women, or scheming to preform risky and daring actions in an effort to pursue women. And yet, because he is incredibly funny and helps to create interesting situations, America loves him.

So what does that say about how Americas developed since "leave it to beaver"? Are we all accepting of murderous womanizers from dysfunctional families? Or maybe its the nuanced good about those characters, the simple humanity of people we often look at in a negative light. Even though Dexter Morgan is a murderer, he still has coworkers, still has friends, still has family. He has a job that contributes good to the community, and a son (and two stepkids) that are experiencing childhood. He still has a life that means something, apart from the fact that he's a serial killer. Sure, he goes out to stalk and kill people, but he also goes to his stepson's soccer games and stepdaughters dance recital. Sure, Barney conquers countless women through deceit, disrespects them immediately after the affair, and subsequently brags about it in the bar with his buddies before repeating the process, but he also has a corporate job for a bank, still has a mother which he visits on a regular basis, still has humanity. In short, he's still a person, and quite a likeable one at that.

Maybe this is the direction american moral thought is moving in. We no longer believe in the "perfect family" or even the "perfect person". While drug dealers were previously portrayed strictly in a negative light years ago, now shows like Showtimes "Weeds" are challenging that notion. We're advancing from simple claims such as "murder is wrong" and "womanizers are bad people" to simply "it depends".

Think about how big of a jump that is. That's moving from black and white, yes and no, on and off, to large areas of grey moral thinking. Its installing a dimmer switch onto our judgment of human morality. Its exponentially increasing the significance of ethical considerations.

Welcome to Intalksicated

My name is Sarah. My friends and I have a lot of things in common. Some of them include a penchant for mind-altering substances, staying up all night talking about the universe, blasting music that makes our eyes roll back into our heads with joy, drinking until the sun comes up, speeding down the freeway for hours all hyped up on energy drinks, wandering through the forest in a late-night daze, thinking about life and death and everything in between. Oh, and drugs, we have a penchant for drugs. If you didn't catch that.

Our youth is our time to experiment with our world: sex, drugs, alcohol, etc. are a part of this. But this is not the place for me to justify our behavior. This is the place for me to establish this blog as a collective of thoughts, revelations, stories, epiphanies, anecdotes, feelings, and connections made by myself and my close friends. This idea germinated between my good friend David and I as we discussed the advantages of being smart and having smart friends. We decided it would be a great idea if we all had a place to record our ideas, whether they be formed under the influence or not, for everyone to share. I'm excited to see where this project will take us. In the words of Kayla Hallee, "Rock on!" (she was skydiving, she can't be held accountable for her dated jargon).

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