Blog entries by candeesweet

  1. I'm going to go outta my way. Are you? Or Is your way the best way? If you stay in your own way How can you get outta the way when it comes time? Well let's sit back Like the clocks tonight And let time tell When to get outta your way to discover this time It's not all about u. Reminding myself...
  2. So when we became anew Where we then not use to? Honest question of which end of the screw is worthy For what exactly Is the question. The abstracts of what is being Has kept us pondering Have we yet gone to far with anew? Is the old to be sold as anew found now But it's again The continuation...
  3. The baby girl continent of US Has been caste the ability of Boring childish antics, while Sustantiating why during a short period of time. News way to imagine Who What Why & How. Foundation being unfair Like a child not able to view To view themselves yet. But thinking still In momma's arms is...
  4. What would we do without basketball Or any other sport in life? It takes contemplating the definition Of winning? The ball is the object While the players create the subject. Only a select few get to dribble on balls for everyone Boys noticing the specialties that would like to be Metaphorically...
  5. What do you suggest we do once we have fallin for the okedoke? When the conspiracy has won the race to truth being played out. All this is literally. No way to see the other end basically. All of it does contain material that does not know how to be worked out. Bagage is what they call it...
  6. The dramatic implications of believing someone telling you your right. Leads to you never being proven wrong. When this becomes our society It becomes very one sided Instintaniously. When dealing with creations Only the creator can say what is Wrong Not them believing they have no rights.
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  8. Do you know how it feels To be exiled out? To take a pill Or Just be *** out. It's like Mariah outside in the snow In a red bikini yoe She says,"it's a tradition." But bu it's cold as hell. Anyways Had to get that out. But dude what if Nick locked her frail tail out? Yea I thought we was...
  9. Sometimes I want to beat myself up for not exploding. I want no self control I want to be self indulgence But you are here with me. The action spoken before I can take a hand upside somebodies head. It’s funny how I get saved just in the nic of time. The spoken voice let me know...
  10. How can Nelson have a thriving garden while we in the America's can not even find a way to eat from it. Winni was band and still took her garden seriously. Teachin the new growth w/ roots already there speaking w/ the enemy is never fresh but it turns out to be the only way to grow. Needing news...
  11. We will keep our mothers language and speak when she says so. My mothers language is accented across the world. Beginning on her continent of Afrika. The largeness of our land brings us all together to speak as one. So when we come together, Mother always taught us how important traditional...
  12. There is always a good story with a bad ending. A bad story with a good ending. Where are we gonna go from here. Keep the story going please for the sake of telling. One
  13. What happen to the K in the C his mystery We’ve fallen for the symbolisms overall Which could not be appreciate without The shape of Kemistry loving shapes and how the florals just fall into place as a nother season rules. The length of time it takes to edifice it’s face as a shape of living...
  14. Just found out and wanted to share by blogging this. Pappa was a rolling stone Where ever he laid his hat was his home And When he died All he left us was alone on. King was engraved in stone Where ever he planted his roots was his foundation Then He was inbodied again He left us all a...
  15. [ATTACH] http://www.baruch.cuny.edu/library/alumni/online_exhibits/digital/native/native_thumbs.htm I wonder all the time. Where the state of an Indian Is as neutral as you & I. Joining as one mind at one time The marvel of the metropolis coming To town Being builty on top of brownish blakc...