Brody
Intuitive Intuitions
miscellaneously, i dibble dabble
searching for ways to avoid ur scrible scrable
im out and about
dont wanna hear ur unconcerning shout
my mind needs to be quiet, mellow
ignoring ur "hello"
i mean...sure we all want jello
but if thats not what u need, then uve got too much damn greed
momentarily i amble through the nooks of my mind
ignoring communication, that which does bind
if its a nescessity for u and ur exentricity
leave a thelonious, harmonious rhyme
through which ill return in ubiquitous time
Sooth the throat like a tectured coat
Existence of talking, shouting cannot evoke
My emotions are calmed, abolutions thronged
As I lay down to rest, theres a pitter patter upon my chest
On the outside droplets emerge, iridescence glistening around them
Sun lightly falls upon me
As I sit inside me
Sprawled on the dewy grass
Bliss hits
Ectasy emits
Silence permits
Life is my accent
Externally, im cold, shivering
Internally at peace, warm, quivering
Life is non-stop
Reminding me of the beats of hip hop
They pounce…no bounce!
So leave me alone
Soon ull see
How everything makes sense when u dibble dabble miscellaneously
Above and underneath, there is confusion around
A red-breasted robin swoops to the ground
I see it, but it refuses to see me
Ignoring my existence,
The grasshopper negates
But pelleted, by a repetition of rain drops
From it emerges a frown
Simultaneously my recorder emitting red
Its hearing the softness of the rain
But does it know the story of this scurry?
In my left hand is jazz emitting its floetic sounds
To be blended with the rain in background
The robin comes around again
Passing by leaf and stem
Turning ferociously as the music uproars
The wind whips around the tip of her wing
Sounding of whisling of which only I can hear
My senses present, keen, tuned to this scene
She cries, its heard above the rhythmic piano
Setting a new beat…an interlude to this feat
We stare at one another…
Determination…anticipation…trepidation rise and fall
The grasshopper, he is timid
Prancing about the grass sprouted tops
He starts his own beat
Hes the conductor
She approaches anxiously…lost on a sharp solo
On the outside they hear music
On the inside they create it
The melody is unique
Nothing to tweek
And as it hits its peek
Silence emerges, rushes once again
Their rythem continues
Slowly depleting
As it fades to a finish
This music has a story
That of teasing and tyranny
This happened a week ago
Now the record is off to show
Wait…yes, I hear it on the radio
So does the man next to me and the woman next to he
They tap their feet and snap their fingers
Chitter chatter lightens to a pitter patter
Of the grasshopper I recelect
And I tell them of his tale, whom I thought his story id protect
Its an inigma to them, im only a drunk whose had nearly ten
But for me its beauty
For I can see
Who really created this dynamic melody.
Jesus Is One Black Mothafucka
cuz jesus is black and hes gots ppl in his pack a thinkin they can aspire to what they cannot cuz hes ethnocentric, afrocentric, and everythin they want not, so dont trickerize me w/ ur bible of thee, cuz ill drop kick ur beliefs, into a paper bag, and u can munch on that u borin old rag! dont patronize me w/ ur appealin songs and ur satirical thongs! cuz we got power, weve got spirit and weve got flavor, so go form ur wavors of derogitory shit cuz im the one u want, the one thats lit, ill bite what has not been bit, to prove my point of patritizm to the pacifists of the world. we concientiously object to what has been writ bout ur shit, so dont throw that fit u superficial illicit! i know rite from wronge and ill prove this by throwin out cabage to all, so u can munch in all, it ill rejuvinate u to a form of strength and individuality which u lacked, lots o ppl say im wacked, but whuts up w/ dat? u dont have the authority nor reasonin so dont spoil my treasonin of what i do not concur, to what is a blur, uv got no origionality left only superciality left of ur arfifical personality, yes, ur deft of what is meant to be had, u should be glad im tellin this to u cuz im not ur dad, im not a role modle, im not a leader, im my individual who sees things as they r risidual, so fight the vigerous current to achieve ur individual warrent, it allows u to and blend w/ all cultures and customs, cuz u got none o dis, all u got is ur ludicris, and ur images of this, ur leader wuz a tripin dude who abolished all that wuz crude, there were small qualities he wanted, nothin to be complicated, but u took that away and look what u have left today, uv got nothin, u say that ppl r gay and that is true! i admire those who r proud, and thos who have come out blazingly loud, thay have impacted society, something u have not, they have made a difference a new catagory of reference, so dont go a makin ur inference of these bold and strong characters, cuz they hold what u lack, the ability surprize, this is what holds ur demize, so look at me in my eyez while i show u what is the truth, be mellow, not ridgid like allz us have adapted to! his specifications were simple, those who r dedicated to survival and joy were to join him and they would employ, no they would deploy their spirit to the world and those who were lost, who had no meanin, the narcisistic ones, those who lived life to reach a goal which they did not know, who aspired to reach a point of true happiness, yet this wuz their prolem, their neglegence ruined their life, too concentrated on what could happen instead of what wuz outside the napkin, this is simple its everyday mirth, that appears to be what its worth, this is all jesus wanted fer u no enjoy the occasions in ur on goin saga, he didnt want u to drink no java! this is an abomination indeed a problem of creed, it mis-shapes ur willz to be poppin all thoz pills and so y is this? y do u drink cris, it may as well be piss, cuz thats what ur doin to urself ur pissin away ur dreams, i had a dream once and it wuz deep and profound it told me in a unheard of fasion to spread the word of passion instead of limitin ur ration! take what u want from life and experience it all, cuz u dont need extacy to reach an extacy of pure means! be what eva u want, just dont be blunt, thats obsurd and only one word, y not fill up ur head w/ ideas like peace and serenity and music and diversity, y not achieve what uv alwayz wanted to reach, gain what uv aspired, no longer will u need the poisin of java to keep u from bein tierd, live on thrill and if necesary let out a shrill of joy, eat a hot pocket or two and do what uv gotta do to get through to what uv needed to see into, dont live inside a box! get out break the ends, u dont need to make ammends to what u feel, that depends on how u wanna eat ur meal! like rubarb pie, thats the pacifyer of thy, not the common in between two thigh, no thats rhy and dry and not to bee eatin w/ an eye, cuz ur eyes hold the secret, but ur brain keeps them from peekin at it, u dont have poor judgement or a capricious goverment, let what u want be, ur own piety if religion restricts u than y not let it constrict u? thats what ur doin ur not free to see what is meant to be, ur locked inside a cage, u dont need an apoplectic rage! let ur emotions grow, so u dont have to throw that lil problem o urs into the neighbors doors! dont trouble them w/ ur problems for they have their own but the ones round the courner have not what u own, they are atheists not nilists nor monotheists and certainly not of that poly genra, for they have found what u have sought, the have earned what u have bought, they have learned what u have not, so be schooled by them, but only briefly cuz if it takes too long its often unseemly create ur own indivduality so no longer will u be restricted by some reality, if theres one thing to be communicated its to not be over zealous of what u have fought, thats over this is new, so find the brew that suits u, let it have what u feel in u, whether it be cannibus or all of this as long as u enjoy its bliss, i do not implie the drugs cuz some common thugz get wrapped up to tightly and r afraid to live brightly, but if u need it to start let it be only that time, for all time is precious and leprikonz, they supress us, from what is to be posessed and caressed, tell them it is ur turn to walk over the rainbow and be awed by the tripiness of all the colors, cuz each of those colors represents others, others that have pranced and danced all over the rainbow's pants, they have added flavor and thats what varies us from octopus to platypus, they know what they want and they grasp it w/ their mouths and they punt, what is not what they want, so diversify and overcome thy contemptuous lemon merange pie, move on to the revered pie of rubarb in the sky!
Imp-Off!
So there wuz this imp
a trippy lil midget
who enjoyed the fidget
this imp thinkin he wuz a pimp
got smacked up a gogo
and from this developed a limp
so the pimp imp with a limp
lived in boston and i dont know y,
all he used to do wuz complain and cry
i say y u cry up to the sky u imp of thy
u talkin smack w/ no comback
so y is this, u brightly colored midget of mine?
o i get it, u aspire to be a sherpa
and prance around all frolicky
u think u can out prance this wong
w/ four years o practice in dance?
o no ur wrong,
even tho u rock that long thong
i smoke on the chief big bong!
u pussy, y u throw that hissie?
dont let ur demize
hypnotyze the eyz of chicken pot pies
dont fuck w/ that food
its delicious not crude
u think ur better than it
well its gotta accomplished writ
so u should fret
this gargantuan threat
ill eat u
with my pickled shoe
u dont have a reason
allz u do is commit treason
so burn in ur impin inferno
and masterbate ur impish wang to imp porno
u have no purpose
mine is esoteric
to live and trip and chill w/ my ppl
urs is to only sodomize eric!
so go off u ass rapest of a petefile
or shall i call u a peterass
cuz u have no glass to stare through
it shapes and helluicinates the brew
the brew i spit on u!
so drown in my poo poo!
im not a masquerader nor a masterbator
its true i master my bate
yet thats its fate
its neva late
and it feels real great
so fool w/ me fool
go shrivle up in the pool
come on dont deny it!
this is an imp off!!!!!!!
not a slack off fight off
ill throw cabbage in ur eyez
and ull be all like
woe is iz
then ill say im not a fuckin mathematician
nor a butician all i am is a
pacifizm of the truth
i concientiously object daily
and u r one to be objected
throughout ur life u have been rejected
yet never have u been subjected
this i know, cuz if change wuz implied
ud have to beat it w/ a potatoe!
yet potatoes r fer sacs
so dont be a dipshit
u dumbshit of a midget!
go impin off to ur impin town
ur town of frown and confusion!
mr. imp of mine, im sad to say
today is not ur day
u reject the gay
this makes u convoluted, conceded and an ass
so go lick a stick of peanut butter
i offer u this chance,
a chance to change
to change ur wayz of derogitory blaspheme
no way can u ever out do me
u have ur superficiality, ur neglegence to others
ur a narcisistic imp, one of few
i am diverse
i have music
i write much a verse
i am an origional aborigional
however what seperates us is not something to be eva gained
i have what u do not
I HAVE FLAVOR!
To be quintesstential is posetively essential
it shows ur true potential
ur aspirations, all central
they concur and obscure
reality deft of piety
and traits, faits and mates
when thrill is a will
youll hear no shill
of absentmindedly
deceit nor lies
dont look through my eyes
i tell no lies
only what lyes in thys
opionons and beliefs
i know no thiefs
they prey on what has been done
they r to be a shun...
they play with many a pun
no, despite of their spite
towards noncomfomity
reaching towards goals of superficiality
they r artificialty of its escence
rationed and obtuce
they r not characterized as profound
for they have restaited the previously found
this makes them only dence
with much a hesitence
it would take time
to create a inivative rhyme
for this is a crime
worse than playdurizm
one life's accomplishments based on another's
Hey Ur a Bus
Hey ur a bus,
so lets discuss,
the meanin of cus!
what the purpose?
is it vitally interconnected, w/ all of us?
it has no reasonin
jus there to be used,
and daily abused
by the ignorant and confused
so y is it so offensive
they're jus words that r quite extensive
in our society
they hold too much rebuke
by some they r revered
cuz those ppl r just damn weird
otha words should have more meanin
more profound and less incohearin
words that r well defined
and that realistically bind
the find of the mind
there r a plethera
some even been heard by all of ya
so explore the diversity
and the stifflin amounts of thee
for this is easily achieved by those who can see
there is no complexity
of this common facsimile
diming me
into a spirling primitivity
y must i fall down
fallin into this newfound frown
y must the clown disfigure the sound?
is he the escence of my theory
or a aquiecence of tyranny
the capriciously r governed to access this instinct
for they r primitive
and thats all they r capable of, to think
so i leave u with a wink
and in a blink
the obsenities shrink
and become extinct
when they leave the link!
Much Inside of Me
I have but little primitivity
For there is much i have found inside of me
I look for what I lack,
For what i am deprived,
I aim to strive,
I am a resilient participant
Of open minded
And of whom have been binded
By the limitations
Set by the aberrations
Of the common independent nations
So, no longer will I hide inside
The box restricting my pride!
This will happen not
For I have indulged, left not to rot!
I have broken my expectations
And therefore there are no incriminations
To set me aside,
From those who lack, in what I confide!
I am not condescending, conceded nor convoluted,
So, there is no reason for my mind to be polluted
By the absent minded and those who have been assimilated.
I refuse to meet your status quo
I refuse to sign your ballads of woe
What will this show
That there is rebellion, or no
You are only as good as the distance you can throw!
I am my own original individual
I will not help to make your visual residual
The things I enjoy or better yet,
That I daily employ
Are those that show feeling
They are expressive and appealing
Music fulfills just that
It allows me to reside
In what I hold pride
This illustrates my diversity
Not the average superficiality
Of a world with little reality
Since, I appeal to all,
I will never fall,
Or run into a wall
At the end of life's hall
So let this be a lesson to stand tall
Through adversity and awe.
Whats mine is prime
and whats urs obscures
the vision that lures
a foreignor seeking chores
this will lead to thier indipendence
that which upholds much relavence
CORE WOODS (written in 6th grade)
The sleuth, the meek and all other quiet characters are to be abandoned at this point, you have turned another page in the book of your life and will never remain the original individual you began. This, a very bewildering and disturbing statement I read while traveling through the deep and mysterious rain forests of "CORE WOODS."
A sign emerged from a bushel of tropical plants and a large widow tree. Seeming not as sign but as a message escaping from a different world. The bright greens, yellows and purples almost drifted down from the overwhelmingly large sun emitting some sort of mystical white light. Down through the beautiful canopy onto the sign; it was almost as if the forest was performing a light show for me. As my eyes stretched further into the wonderful arrangement of plants and unique animals, I heard the most exotic song from a brightly colored bird. Soon the other animals began to talk loudly amongst themselves drowning out the sound of the intriguing bird. I could visually picture what was a crystal clear pond far off in the distance. Then and there I knew my purpose in life was to explore these surroundings.
Stride after stride I was amazed beyond belief at the wonders that I or nobody else had or probably would see. This jungle was nothing of earth and could only begin to exist on a planet where no humane invention ever took place, in a society completely composed of primitive animals. Yet, only primitive by knowledge in comparison to the achievements man has artificially created.
After many hours, (according to the watch of my previous environment) I stopped. Now, sitting by the crystal clear pond I had seen earlier, thoughts flowed nonstop into my freshly enhanced mind. I was beginning to think of all of the interesting occurrences that happened today, the sign came into my (now) altered mind. What was it supposed to mean? A message, a quote or was it really for me to see and comprehend.
As I was searching deeper and deeper into my brain to figure out this riddle, I felt my eyelids getting heavier, limbs achy and with a long and deep yawn......good night.
The quiet chatter of people rung in my ears that fine day. As I awoke, the crystal clear pond came as a temptation, for I had not eaten or drank anything and my mouth was parched. I slowly bent down to the bright blue pond to take a drink, imagining how refreshing the cold, clear water might taste. Now, cupping my hands, they submerged into the cold water to bring up the most delicious water I had ever tasted in all my life. As I reached for another drink, I saw a reflection of a wooden basket being let down from the top of a tall tree. What an odd occurrence to happen in a habitat presumably where only animals would live their lives.
It wasn't a coincidence either, a finely made basket was being reeled down towards the ground, connected by intricately woven vines. In astonishment, when I turned around to get a closer look, in front of my eyes was a man! He was baffled to see another person like himself, for 5 minute we stared at each other not making a single isolated movement.
"Welcome to our society," the man said with a deep and charismatic voice, Without hesitation or fear. The stranger was not concerned in the least bit of me harming him. He abruptly walked past me, for about 15 seconds, turned around and said "Feel free to help gather food or visit my home. We can always use an extra person to farm the fruits or hunt wild animals," with that he ended his statement and pointed up towards the canopy.
High in the canopy where the light rained upon the friendly green tree tops was an abundance of people. Just like the stranger said; his society, yet I would have never thought a society so elaborate as this. Up above were houses intertwined with others made of wood and natural materials, walkways made of dead animal skin suspended from vines and held together with bamboo.
I walked into the wooden elevator, closing the safety door behind me, turned the elegant knob and with a sudden jerk I went sailing upward to the first floor of houses. The wooden gears made the most elegant sound as if they were just gliding with the slightest of ease. As I opened the safety door once again, my eye caught a magnificent royal blue spring. Water was falling from this spring and it so crisply fell ever so slowly; upon the water lay an iridescent sparkle. Some of the village people surrounding the wonder, gazing at its beauty, drinking the crisp refreshing water it so elegantly displayed.
My first step onto this tropical city suspended from the canopy, was quite intriguing. Boards crackled while animal skin gave me an extra boost for my next step, yet each step I took was unique in itself, it felt different from the last. Quickly my right foot glided past my left, then my left in front of my right, my joints were more comfortable than they had ever been. I was in a total state of serenity, every isolated action was soothing and relaxed my stressed body. My goal had been reached, as I kneeled down in front of the spring a village child watched eagerly as I prepared to drink the crisp sparkling water. Once again the water quenched my thirst and I felt an eternal peace.
Now more excited and exuberant than ever, I launched up from the position I had sat in, and soared three feet above the suspended bridge. Never before had I felt such an adrenalin rush that filled my seemingly useless body. All the surroundings were something out of a dream, not even the most brilliant authors could ever imagine the joy that surged through every part of my body. My heart beat faster as I leaped across the mystical habitat further into the city.
All of the sudden, my body stopped I could go no further, in front of me lay an incredible house. No, this couldn't be! It was the house I had always dreamed of, a perfect house equipped with every item I wanted. Its landscape was beautiful; in front was a garden with sunflowers that stood tall, with a small wooden curved bridge that sat on the left center side, and the house was all natural. I walked up to to the house and opened the solid maple wood door with brass hinges and it made a wonderful sound, I felt like I was in heaven!
There it was, the semi-circle counter equipped with every kitchen utensil I would ever need. Ten feet to the right was where the bright white carpet began to unravel across the smooth light red wooden floor. On top of the carpet were two black leather reclining chairs with neck massaging adaptions. As I stretched my eyes further into the incredible display of house held items I saw a 50 inch flat-screen television set. Through my now enhanced eyes, to the left was a pentium 3 large screen computer.
"I see you've made it to my house," the man from the lower canopy said "Yet I'm afraid you have made it too late to enjoy the comfort of my home," the man said with his soothing charismatic voice. The strangers' voice was so relaxing and so deep my body fell into a time of total relaxation.
"Why is that, the night has just begun," I replied with a long yawn "Plus, I have just arrived at this miracle world and would like to explore for a while," I rebutted.
"Are you turning down my invitation to a village supper?" The man asked, so hoping that I wouldn't say no.
"Why of coarse not, if I had known, I would be cleaning up for such an occasion. Sorry, if I have offended you sir. T'was never my intention," I replied.
The scruffy looking fellow didn't say a word he stood there and focused his energy, staring at my face. Inside of my head I heard a light baritone whisper: "Follow my footsteps and discover the magnificence of our tropical environment. Let your mind sink into a state of serenity, where you are on the brim of dreaming and awake. You must be able to control your actions and by doing this anything is possible," the voice echoed in my head as it slowly drifted away.
As frightened as I was, a spirit inside of me knew that this was safe and I should fulfill the action. My body fell numb, limbs relaxed and mind drifting into a parallel realm; control, I must have control! It was a struggle, yet I mastered the ability. The man began to drift up towards the full moon, following the path of the white moon light. My body uncontrolled, followed his and as I filled my lungs with the crisp night air, I looked down and found my self floating over the iridescent canopy tree tops.
The night was beautiful and my mind was relaxed with the sweet, sweet sounds of the creatures on the floor of the canopy. Sounds of the animals fell ever so quiet as I traveled further from the house and I heard a chanting sound growing louder, drowning out the animals' songs. My eyes stretched further into the abundant display of lively green tree tops. Far in the distance, there was an opening where the canopy tree tops seemed to slope down into a circle filled with the strangers.
As I sped up the cold cool wind brushed up against my body as if I was in some sort of wind tunnel. In the center of the phenomenon was a giant red bonfire with the people dancing around the flames.
Within a matter of minutes the sounds of the forest, villagers and the surroundings faded. "Nothing" was everywhere. That is when I remembered the sign I had read at the beginning of this magnificent journey. The sleuth, the meek and all other quiet characters are to be abandoned at this point, you have turned another page in the book of your life and will never remain the original individual you began. Strange enough the message was true and for some reason I never remained the same again.