Star Trek TNG Rap

Okay...my brother shared this with me and now I must share it with you. LMAO!

Alicia Holds the Keys

Alicia Keys is a musician first. When you see her live you can fully grasp the power she has as a remarkable pianist and an honest singer that comes from the body of her soul. It is impossible to deny her remarkable beauty and graceful presence on stage. Her baby grand appears as a natural extension of her long arms and her eyes are sharp and subtly demand your unwavering attention.

Yesterday I saw Alicia belt out an array of moving songs that have gained her worldwide recognition and graduated her to be a multi-Grammy award winner and one of the musical prodigies of our generation. Alongside my best friend Dee, I came to once fall madly in love with her all over again, a feeling I experiences when I first saw her perform 3 years ago at The Urban Aids Benefit Charity Concert. Alicia is worth spending the money to see live for this is the avenue you she is disciplined to shine--live. Classically trained as a pianist since the age of 6, Alicia is a complete natural on stage. She sings with little distraction from anyone or anything around her, she remains focused on her music alone.

What has changed it not her caliber as a performer, but her maturity on stage. Her confidence has grown from when she emerged as a shy, 21-one year old girl from NY who was ushered on to the scene under the wing on Clive Davis (who also discovered the likes of Whitney Houston). What I learned was that this woman sweats her soul and watching her rain this precipitation down her face makes you feel like you are being witness to her fighting and exercising her demons. Her music has always expressed her relationship with love, whether these are enlightening experiences or painful ones, Alicia manages to connect to the truth of the matter through gauging her emotional experiences through raw song writing and beautifully composed music. She blends the sound of r & b with classical music elements to create songs that are timeless and successful at making a sound that reignites in the present, with the sensibility of past influences, experiences, values and reflections.

Alicia appeared in all black-- an elegant sleeveless top with a skinny fit pair of trousers and high heels and she looked fitter than ever (which got many parts of me racing!!). She wooed her fans with such of her classics “A Woman’s Worth,” “If I Ain’t Got You,” “Secrets,” “Karma,” “Fallin” and “Unbreakable.” She covered off quite a few singles off the new album, including a ladies chanting session to “Superwoman,” and a roar in the crowd when she sang “No One.” I was extremely moved through this experience and Alicia’s words reminded me that though the trials and tribulations of relationships and trying to find love, I must remember that “It Sure Looks Good to Me.”

This concert was an experience that I will carry with me to remind me to hold on, stay strong, believe and never stop seeking the love that I wish to find. Alicia is inspirational and I am sure that her songs will continue to guide me and comfort me at times that I seek to understand this complicated life.

"Give it to Me" : Madonna feat. Pharrell Williams

I dig this beat! Soooo much better than "4 Minutes!" This song makes me wanna dance battle! Look at Madge looking like an ICON...still!
In my opinion, PW did a super job with merging the classical Madonna sound with some new, exciting electric elements. He is one hip brotha. This track is a great collaboration.

Medusa

Menacing the way I am.
I never knew that I would suffocate you and that you would remove the hands of our time from the arms on your throat. It seems you fell for me, admiring who it is that I am. When you moved closer to me you came to see, that it was not me at all that you wanted to hold with quality of hopes for more.
I slaughtered my soul, felt so abandoned by the love I felt for you, the warmth of your body that never went below zero. I came up to breath and you would only push me down. I wanted to see me as a reflection of your future, but all and all I came to see the ordinary static that became a shady exchange between you and me. Me on bended knees, so careless at loving with all that is me. So inpatient, so faithful that I was blind that you were ravaging the few strands of peace in my mind. You with a face that looked disgraced, such confusion on your brows and such a loss of colour in your face.

Look at me here on the ground at your feet. What a shameful site I have become. Neither brave, nor smart. Neither resilient, nor fearless. Ripped apart, full of such hopes for a brighter tomorrow, with little spark left in my heart.

Now you see him, but you do not see me. I have been casted as a ghost, only present in the superimposed presence. He is gone, but it is your absence that shocks me more. I sit and wonder why you do not even make the effort to call my phone. Why I called so many times asking for you to change your mind, for you to give me the encouragement that we could get through this together. What is it that I have done, where is it that I failed to show you that I cared. I know I can be selfish, I know I can be crudely bold. Understand that I am working night and day to gain back my control.

The sound of your voice echoes at the stroke of a guitar. Clumsily I fall victim to the spell of your calming tone and I remember sitting next to you and gazing at you with such a crush on your control. Bob Marley hung above your head, a puff on smoke around your beautiful head.
Now I wonder how much deeper the distance will get between our kindred minds, if I was just a figment of imagination that became blended with undefinable unfortunate and a flash in your mind.
I catch myself falling back, but it is only with honestly I continue to fall. How is it that I am suppose to process this all? I ponder about the mistakes I made, my inability to walk away. My inability to listen to you tell me that I was more than you could take on. That I deserved someone who could fulfill my feelings and express their voice in words. At that point my head felt like it had been spinning for days, my heart was on empty but still managed to run to you. I wanted so bad to be close to you.

The confusion comes full circle when I listen to you sing. You are aware of the love that I feel, I hear it in your words. I feel a tear shake in my eye and I begin to see, that you and me where so far apart. I am scared that I no longer live inside your heart.

Don't Hate, Zodiac Discriminate!

Hello my pretty readers. I wanted to share my newest fetish with the world. It is called "Zodiac Discrimination."
As those who are close to me have had the pleasure of experiencing, I have become quite obsessed with learning about the signs of the zodiac. I am not a superstitious person, nor am I someone who buys into bullshit.(Enjoyment of pop music does not count!!)
But no word of a lie, this shit is behavioural patterning and energy conditioning. A couple of my close friends have been my Ms. Cleos and taught me everything I need to know to begin this journey into healthy hateration!

So you must wonder, am I psychic? No. I am just able to recognize similar behavioural pattern among those who belong to the same sign. For example:

Cancers like myself orient themselves around feelings and can be emotionally driven even in intellect. They are hot in bed and they kiss like silk against your lips. We are crabs and when we feel offended, we are left open to the world and feel very exposed, so we hide. We can be inpatient and moody. We are overly sensitive and sometimes that blinds us from seeing the truth.

Leos. Oh gotta love them. Think Madonna honey! Fire signs, nothing can stand in there way. Their presence is undeniable and their hair often fierce. They are quick, intelligent and able to push through many difficult situations. They also can make fawk like gods! They are encouraging and generous to those they care for.

Virgos. Here is my connection pals. Many of my best friends are Virgos. They are the best people for the job. Their process is true towards being analytical and seeing things in an emotionally detached sort of manner. They are great advisers and wonderful listeners. They have problems expressing their feelings. Caring, and able to be free under the sheets.

Pisces. My water sisters and brothers. As sweet as pie. Can be loners and have a hard time expressing the feelings that are very present in their entities. They are lovely, full of passion and creativity. They are warm, fluid and can be shy. They make love, not war.

Aries. UGH....ya. You heard. UGH. Self-absorbed, selfish and very relentless about understanding their path, with very little regard for others. Passionate, but can be limited towards a time limitation. They are enticed by the new and exciting. They can make okay in the bedroom, but watch how they like to have themselves pleased! They are very body oriented.

Aquarius. Oh the awkward sweethings that they are! They are highly intelligent and able to bare a lot on their shoulders (hence they are the water bearers). They are fantastic about pushing a cause or belief, but find it hard to express all the personal things that they feel into words. They hide their feelings in order to appear cool. When they let down their guard, they can make love like a water sign!

Taurus. Bulls. Word. Don't mess with these biaches. They are tough, stubborn and will tell you how it is, or at least how they think it should be. They are loyal and protect the ones they care, though at times it maybe done aggressively. Great times, good people. They rip it up in the sheets!

Geminis. Two much fun! Damn these are some complicated folks. They often battle nothing more than themselves. They are wise, aware and try to push themselves to the limit in expression. They often have a hectic pace to their lives for that is what makes them feel alive. Very aware, but not necessarily aware of how to take care of themselves.

Sagittarius. Give it up for the horse people. Level headed, smooth talking and fun to be around, They are good listeners and have sex like there is going to be a famine. Freedom is key to these pretty people and they do not perform well under control circumstances. They must have room to breath.

Capricorns. They are responsible, patient and resourceful. They can sometimes limit their imagination and come off dry. Hopefully they ain't dry in the sheets!

Libras. The diplomat. They can either be idealistic, or jaded based on experiences. They can be vein at times, but can always be dependable as a friend and advisor. Can seem awkward and be lazy. They like to live upscale and with class. Can be undynamic in bed. Boo.

Scorpio. The one with the sting. Damn funny and passionate about life. They are observant and can smell BS from a mile. They can however be jealous, possessive and manipulative if they feel it necessary. They are independent and do not require a man's touch! They can make sexy times into good times. Very extreme, full of contradictions.

There is my little insight of opinions on the nature of the zodiac signs. What do you think? Remember, I am not trying to offend anyone, I am just saying--sometimes the truth is just that. So start paying attention to those around you and come play this zodiac game with me!

Heartbeat

She is the gentle hand that lifts you from the depths of sorrow—the sorrow you can feel only through the loss of her alone. She walks into your heart and she never turns her back until darkness pushes you to eclipse her from your heart. She is pure at hand and does not ask why. She stands at your side through highs and lows and refuses to ever let you go. When times are rough she blows at the winds of sand and reminds you to build a castle of your ever-present path. When you are captive to her trance she blinds you by transforming the sand in your eyes to glass. Once the sharp pain subsides and you settle your inner chaos she echoes the sight that you should not abandon the love that you have.

She is the only reason to life, she is the only reason to feel as though you have died. She allows you to imagine a universe that is much more civilazed than our own, in which people live to be kind. An alternative time where it is not about possessions, there is no hunger, for she does not allow us creatures to turn a blind eye and abandon our brothers and sisters. In this imaginable place, she would allow us to hear eachothers heartbeats. She will remind us that one day this will all make sense. Joy is equal to pain. There is nothing left to loose when you have nothing more to gain. The violence of love’s pain.

There is no tomorrow unless you remember today, there is no yesterday if you do not respect the lesson learned tomorrow. Love is the only reason to believe in a higher power, the only reason to hold on to your faith, wrap yourself within the insulation of persuing the truth. Imagine a beautiful world full of peace and toleration, not ignornace and the inability to see that there is more to living your life than just becoming obsessed with the personal obstcles that are surrounded by illusion. Money is not happiness, neither is the rich the least poor. Love is worth less than anything, for it has no measurable worth. She is everywhere. She can lay at your side at night and you stare you right in the eyes that will cause you so much pain that you will feel like you will never be the same again. She can make you fall to your knees with such surrender to knowing what it is that you feel.

Love. Devtion. Feeling blazing emotions.

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Night Tales

Rock in slow and I will show you how.

Open the reflection of the door and I will let myself into the shadows of the night.
I stood in front of you and you held my friendship of respect.

The door was open, there was a gust of unusually predictable-unpredictable winds. I took out my umbrella, wrote a little, read some books and learned about some interesting things inbetween. I thought about this and that. You, me, them. Them.

I peer over his shoulder. I am curious to see what it is that he is staring at on his canvas. But if I know him, it will be something remarkable. Perhaps a commentary on the muses. Or perhaps religion. Yes, religion.

Once there lived monsters under my bed. I did not enjoy there company. Sometimes they visit me when I do not wish for them at all!
I close my eyes and squeeze the temples of head without touching them. I can't get an answer yet, it is too abstract.

I watch them around me everywhere. Those who create and inspire life. They are often over shadowed by the idea of wealth, but no matter how poor their pockets, you can not steal their talent to articulate expression.

I can't hold it anymore, I wanna dance. The world is a dancefloor darling...

I am sorry.

The words came from a place deep waiting the feeling of the page.
The ink was dry but her mind wet. She has written to remind herself of...

They were all just mortal sinners. But what were they guilty of?

The grass was green, she rolled on it until everyone could see the green stain on her jeans. She rolled around in amusement that she could feel the sun on her face and see the grassy green in her jeans.

Science proves it?