Lets talk about it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DyctIk4YwZk




My grandfather ALWAYS said:

                            "You gatt a laugh in life."


Grandpa Milton. 

Probably the most gentle and sweet man in my life. 

He'd say it after a corny joke or a poke at the ego. He'd say it warmly, with sincere love, as not to sting but to make you SMILE.

You
HAVE to
LAUGH
in
life.

Which made adoring Robin Williams SO easy.
He could make you laugh even if you specifically trying NOT to.

He was my friend in so many ways.

I must have first heard him as the Genie.

Singing the songs i'd sing to my best friends

"you aint NEVA had a friend like me."

He was right.

I never had a friend like him. He was the kind of friend you could carry with you in your pocket. He'll be there, waiting to crack a joke, seduced by the thrill of creating a fresh smile. 

Now that friend is amongst the stars.
And I can only see him in the dark.
How he shines so bright, stands so proud. His audience or fellow stars giggling from his glistening humor.


A symphony of lights shinning brighter on this night that Robin gave up the fight.

After he gave up the fight. 

For so many, he was the reason not to give up. 

CARPE DIEM ! ! ! 
He said to his open hearted pupils, 

MAKE YOUR LIVES EXTRAORDINARY ! ! ! 


He told them to LIVE! 
TO LIVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! 


I wonder what makes him laugh most… 
I wish I could have made him laugh 
before he turned into casper the ghost. #bars 

I recall him as Mrs. Doubtfire.
He never made me doubt his fire.
He put on that dress and went in drag, out of pure LOVE. LOVE.
Robin was ONLY about the love.

I recall first watching him in a serious role in Dead Poets Society. At first I thought this role was so out of character for him. But once I really UNDERSTOOD that his humor was lessons too, I understood that he was really a teacher more then a comedian. He led by example how to swim against the stream: 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SnAyr0kWRGE

He was the freest spirit only a child can compare.
He was Jack, the kid stuck in a mans body, but somehow didn't care.



He was my teacher. My captain. My poet.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vdXhWS7lLvs

He taught me all my life, and I didn't even know it.



He.
He was life.

He was life.

He is life.

So tonight, lets pray for the light.

Power Struggle

There are times I want to shut out the world.
I want to quiet the noises of the city streets,
of the gum chewing shit talking hand slapping divas who thing they know it all
of those pretty boy good for nothing hoodlums who ride around on their bikes looking for prey,
of those naive parents who go out in the middle of the night in an oblivious rage looking for the child that sound have been in bed hours ago, only to find her lounging on a bench with a couple of young hungry dogs looking for prey but they have fearlessness in their eyes like the ones in your brothers before he died, so dad just yells at you to get your 15 year old ass in bed cause you got school in the morning.

Damn,
I wish i could quiet my mind.
Of the guilt of the hurting who haunt me with their mad eyes.
Like i've done something wrong, singing the same song,
so i change up the beat, turn up the heat
and eventually realize i'm just burning my own feet.

Damn, does this pain have relief?
Damn, do these drugs make me weak?
Damn these easy relief good for nothing habits are a CHEAT.
Yet i still do it every day, every week every hour-
i'm high off the idea that drugs bring power.

When in actuality they just distract and devour,
unless your selling em
and not doin em,
making income an hour
now thats REAL power.

Power. what is that?
A way to control a mouse,
from another cat?

Cat, with your narrowed eyes
are you one of the few animals
that are never caught in a lie?

Lie- why do we do it?
To lie is to fictionalize a feeling
before truly going through it.

Through it, as I go.
I go and I go and I know that I go and I slow and I speed and I cry and I need.

Need. Feed. Greed. Weed…
Weed,
the bond of the stoners who think weed somehow helps.

Help.
Help!
HELPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!

I am.

Opening up the conversation

The sudden suicide of Robin Williams has sarted a domino effect of conversation about mental illnesses and substance abuse.

Youth today have become accustomed to calling themselves functional drug addicts.
Some are too young and materialistic to realize how much they put their futures in danger by abusing a habit that is rooted from impulsive desires or peer pressure.

We must remind each other of the meaning of life- to live.
But sometimes life is taken for granted.

Are we living from one high to the next?
 Are we living from one orgasm to the next?
   Are we living from one breath to the next?

Female Rappers of the Resistor Movement Inspire me

Tank Girl 

http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l0S-hDrlaUM/UBL7OdbLT-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/PoWJPEi1Xxk/s1600/TankGirlBadWindRising.jpg

http://www.tank-girl.com

Shadia Mansour

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iEFU1MkMdNU

https://myspace.com/shadiamusic/

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NGbsExyxmps

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LScONIyhp-k
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LScONIyhp-k

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ld_mW3SuIdw

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lyTnEhRBTeI

Ana Tijoux

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-k8YaItg-Jo

Foolish Games

What are these games
foolish games
that brings
too much
pleasure or pain?

What are these foolish desires
mirrors and fire
impulses
dire?

What are these powers
in my hands?
they are super
unplanned.

what are these controllers
in my head?
they remind me
it time for bed.

I like to observe.
Observe.
Ob(serve)

I like to sit back
and watch
as the other kids
play
i'll just sit and observe
and see what someone else does all day

i'm not curious about my own findings
i like watching other peoples curiosity unwinding

its magnificant when you've found someone good
their story building in suspence
acomplishing goals like you should

i like to just watch what the others mouths tell
and become captivated in their carefully constructed spell
i like to just feel what a person intends for me to feel
and believe their their love for me listening to them
is still somehow real.