tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54915412011-09-10T14:53:31.465-04:00we run until feet bleed, ride trains from the Bronx to Coney Island, watch the sun rise, leave words on granite, find purpose in the music, yell for the gloaming, grow in numbers as the hours pass, push back fate, search for god in the traffic lights, save self, smoke life on the Brooklyn Bridge, jump off the Empire State building, lay down on Broadway, wear noise pollution like headphones, hold her heart in our pockets, dot her eyes, cross her streets, when the city sleeps we will be watchingBonafide Rojashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09932499898552115800noreply@blogger.comBlogger1321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491541.post-1129060821883764582005-10-11T15:53:00.000-04:002005-10-11T16:00:21.890-04:00

why do i have people posting links to web domains on my blog, i'm getting crappy mesages, even though i know Mona might be real, here are three postings since last week that will give you a insight on whats going on...starting from the 8th until today, down. (there u go)October 8th, 2005big deal, it's my birthday, only problem is, is that i can give two shits that it is, i know i've been using my

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Ten Albums I Will Never Skip Tracks On...!!!1. Radiohead: OK Computer2. Pink Floyd: Dark Side Of The Moon3. The Mars Volta: Deloused In The Comatorium & At The Drive In: Relationship Of Command4. Jimi Hendrix: Are You Experienced?5. A Tribe Called Quest: Low End Theory6. The Who: Live At Leeds7. The Beatles: 1967-1970 (The Blue Album)8. System Of A Down: Toxicity9. Nirvana: Nevermind/ In Utero/

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maybe i'm stupid...maybe i'm evil...i just know these last few weeks have been rough on me...from getting sick every so often due to weather change to a trip to puerto rico that involved me to be the father/son/brother/servant to everyone...i've just been questioning who are my friends...i have always been known to be a floater...a loner...and someone who doesn't caught in a scene longer than

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damn MOTHERFUCKERS IS MISSING IN ACTION!!!you have my number call meif you don't aski may give it to youb.the mona passage

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damnit's been almost a month since my last blog entry. so i've been working at Guitar Center on 14th St.i was keeping it on a hush hush (for whatever reason i don't know) but you know i have my 40 hour weeksexhauted when i get out, go home and pass out on the couch, i've taken in one poetry reading in the last monthand it was only for 20 minutes, even band practice is out the window, Vincent,

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go check outwww.themonapassage.blogspot.com(nothings there but it's new)Bonafide

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BREATHE!!!!!!!!!

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so i got a new job, and it's great, really enjoying it but now i have to find a babysitter every weekend i work and i've only been there a week and already it's driving me bananas (B-A-N-A-N-A-S) it pisses me off actually, im broke no job but i can raise my son every weekend, (Biggie said it best, mo money mo problems) (did i just quote Biggie?) i am bugging out, so if anyone has any advice

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Setlist:daylightcamisadosleeping metropolismidnightunder the moonkaledaiscopesthe great escapehopethis is the setlist for the show on wednesdaysome people asked for the namesBonafideThe Mona Passage

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the show was last nightthank you for everyone who came thruas a poetlife is much less hecticwrite poem, revise, perform,and breathe againi haven't breathed correctlysince i started really concentratingon playing seriously againbut i'm glad i'm playingguitar playing has beena dream of minesince i was 11 (Guns N Roses, Faith No More)air guitar was born thru themnow i playplay in publicand it's nice

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as so begins the bombardment of emails and postings about the show next weekThe Mona Passage @ The Bowery Poetry ClubJune 22nd, 2005 10 pm, 6 dollars(Also Performing The Excelano Project)Directions: The Bowery Poetry Club 308 Bowery Ave. 212.614.0505foot of First Street, between Houston & Bleecker across the street from CBGBsF train to Second Ave, or 6 train to Bleecker,

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Jimi Hendrix: Are You Experienced?, Band of Gypsys, Isle Of Wright DVD (and for the real fans The Purple Box Set) (RIP)The Beatles: No.1’s CD Sucks, The Red and Blue CD 1962-1970 is great, then The White Album, Then it’s Red, White and Blue, (hmmmmm)Radiohead: Everything From Pablo Honey To OK Computer To Hail To The Thief (I love them, Thom Yorke Is a Libra)The Mars Volta: (come on has The Mars

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this day has been quiet and sulki've said maybe 150 words all daythe rain is killin mewe cancelled practiceno bass player yetso i'm still playing the bass partsand the guitar partsi'm still brokei'm about to start pawning guitarspeople are wierdi feel rather wierd thoughi think it's a radiohead nightsleep will be interestingmy body tends to resist sleepthen collapses on a chair until 4.a.mthen i

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Notes On The City That Can Kill(love) Youat the crack of dawnwe turned toward paradiselost/ in search of kinrocked by the influx of blank faces/mosaics of god(or what we think god is…)we peel the concreteheard the tar's cry a river of black despaircolored in yellow and red eyed apathywe carry hope and optimismkneed deep in corporal punishmentself examined by a cursed moonand unforgiving sunthe

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some one asked me "What kind of music do you listen to?" and me being the simple man that i am didn't want to say ROCK AND ROLL!!!, so i said this"Jimi Hendrix, The Beatles, Radiohead, The Mars Volta, At The Drive In, Nirvana, System of a Down, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, Fela Kuti, Public Enemy, BDP, Miles Davis, A Tribe Called Quest, Typical Cats, Bob Dylan, Wu Tang, Elbow, Muse,

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the weather is too nice to blogthe streets are callingyou should go outside and eat the sunshineit's wonderfulb.

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and so the sun has set on Californiaand now it's time to go homethis trip was as good as the last one i tooki think i met alot of more interesting peoplemaybe didn't have better showsbut took better riskshung out with some real cool headsdid a radio interviewco hosted one and interviewed Luis J. Rodriguezsaw Rodrigo (RodStarz on Myspace)met Rod in Havana '97, who's from Chicagobut didn't see him

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i must saythe hills in San Franciscoare ridiculousit looks likea concrete rollercoasterhills and hillsi swore i waswalking up a mountainthe otherjust had houses on itof course going downis no problem at alli stood on top of Fillmore St.and looked downon top of Union and Leavenworthand looked downThe Bronx has alot of hillsbut not steep drops like SFthe crack heads may fall downthe hills and try

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miss john and his funny facei hope he's okayhappy passoverto kevin covalthe dork didn't come outto SF because of passoverhey would i be anywhereelse if christmas was happeningi hope everyone is doing wellFelaTinaLeftyTimmyBellsBethanyJohn PabloJoeAngelAngelWilfredoPatriciaAlexaOscarRichFishJessicaElielR.A.C.PiperGeorgeHoldenRogerLynneMartyBasseySabrinaMC SiegelEdAnt

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the thing i love the most about being in Californiais how i wake up earlier than i normally wouldso i'm up at 7 am, bright and earlycause in NYC it s actually 10amshit this is greati feel like im getting a jump on the worldand i will always hyave more timen to do things in SF than i would in NYCi get 3 more hours, i know i dojn'tbut dont spoil my dreami'm an early bird in Califasbut sometimes

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landed in Califasit's been a long 2 weeksi'll recap you from the beginning ofThe Bonafide/John Pablo World TourJohn is getting bigger and biggerhe got his first haircutwas a brat during dinner timeknows what to do with a guitar pick (STRUM)i miss him alot as i right thisi was in another semi-final slambut this year i tankedBUT TANKED WELLread poems that i would never read in slamfuck that, i knew

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sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine, sunshinefor nowtoday i'm taking care of my son for the next

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feels like foreversince i posted a blogJohn is a full fledged walkerand holds on to the floor just in caseThe Mona Passage had their showit was good, even though the sound manmessed my vocals upbut i feel good about the show nonethelessso now where do i gomore showsmore son developmentmore work issueswhy are things good on one sectionBUT REAL WACK on the otheri hate being a libra (no i dont)but

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there is no godi've been planning my trip to Californiafor a little while in my headi've cleared everything upand then the bad news hitsTHE MARS VOLTANYCMAY 5 & 6there is no godi will be on stage when there on stageirony is an assholethey even have DJ Nobody openingi mat Nobody with Beansa few months back whenwe were at APT.when Deloused came outa puertorican/filipinowe agreed on starting a band

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i was speeding down central park westwith a bag full of magazines and a blackbookcentral park still looks bleekfrom the storm that just ran through New Yorki'm sliding on iceexploding in the skythe trees are leaning forwardand grabbing the buses tailthe snake is following meupstream to broadwaythe sky is purplemanhattan is coughing up bloodyou can hear the trumpetsand drum rumbling from my

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been rehearsing constantly for the past weekrecording with Vincent the basic guitar/drum demo tracks got through 5ive songs this weekand i'm not sure if some of you knowbut on March 22, 2005at the Blue Ox BarTHE MONA PASSAGEwill be playing the 2nd Anniversary forThe Acentos poetry seriesthis is our first gig with this current line upso hopefully everyone can come out and supporti will post this

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francis is mute,have you heard yet?

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snow is back on the groundstill daydreaming of Viejo San Juanand all it's beautyi love warm/hot environmentsduring brutal NYC wintersit's like a drugthis better be my last winterim trying to be bicoastalbi-islander, bi-something (except bi-sexual)i want a new radiohead CDThe Mars Volta's "Francis The Mute"comes out tomorrow, BUY THE SHITit's been a long weekdef poetry taped last tuesday thru

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The Wedding (San Juan, Puerto Rico)I.dressed in white fighting the windbeach in the background40 family membersI doI dorings exchangedand smiles all across(without a hitch)II.picture my amazement raised with one sisternow I have 9 brother in lawsand BernadetteI might start my baseball teamIII.my grandmother is obsessed withcasinos slot gamblesit’s like Gollum and Precious!!!IV.the weather out

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In the nightI run downthe empty streets ofa missing American dreamIn daylightI work my nine to fivelike a robot to machinehanging from ceiling strings on plastic smilesplastic hands, plastic suits, not a sign of flesh in sightthis town can break you apartrip your bones from your backmake you question your startmake you hate the artno matter the weather everything’s not lostrain or snow you can’t

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a single glance a sudden dart of pain ambush, whirlwind a plain without a feature, bare and brown, no blade of grass, no sign of neighborhood nothing to eat and nowhere to sit down, i don't know where i am or what this place can be, the heroes who do not bear witness the flowers of blood fade and scatter in the empty wind think of cinemas, panoramic sluts with multitudes bent toward some

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stressful morning really shouldn't have woken up last night my head was pounding i know i should've been drunk fell asleep on my couch woke up at 3 am realized the phone hadn't rang walked to my room removed my cats and went back to bed again woke up this morning to a familiar number he talked to me about his morning and i understood the hour was getting late i had to get ready to break john's

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6 Truths and 4 Lies 1. i had a line drawn thru my hair when i was 11 (hence beginning my hatred for haircuts) 2. i've written over 3,000 poems 3. i've been to every single train station in NYC 4. i hung out with Slash once 5. been arressted 7 times for multiple reason 6. i once had a pet called "Che" & "Blackie" (at the same time) 7. Over the years i had heard over two dozen nicknames for "

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i want to clear things up i have not been anywhere near perfect with this whole situation this is partly my fault i've been a huge asshole and at time down right mean but at the end of the day i am still not going to be able to raise my son which is the whole point of everything and for someone to think that they have the right to choose someone over me is what drives me up the wall it's not

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tough weekend John is a great kid, i saw him writing with a pen on a box the right way i still don't know how to write the right way the drama this weekend today is Angel's birthday so we were hanging a bit the last few days and we went out one night and John's mom called my house and no one answered and she freaked out said she was going to call the cops on me god forbid i hang out with my

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O’s on stage right now He’s doing real well He’s come a long way I like his Sorta-Rican poems Even if he is Ecuadorian Limping around Like a old wine pimp His voice is nice and calm Composed He’s rocking it He’s done a lot of progress He’s my man son Making people cry with his Sincerity O’s blog is www.geminipoet.blogspot.com Check him out He is one of the blog kings Drop a line say hello You

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Sleepwalk To Failure it’s around midnight, the nice dream is over, the gods have stop making love and started committing suicide, two cups of blood linger lukewarm, men run around holding mirrors, sleepwalk to failure a day in the life, a month in a year, a hour in a day, a dress stretched across a gentleman, a gunshot quick while she's away, a secret warm place for the cold blood, a wolf at

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I. it's always been my nature to take chances right hand drawing left hand singing midnight concertina blood dryin' hair as i go from borough to borough what has drawn you to my door have you seen me before eyes are two slits a face that any painter would paint worshipping a god with the body of a woman and the head of a hyena laughing at my jokes do i need your permission to turn the other

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tuesday is still here still beating it's faint heart still eating it's young still breaking the law still promising love still surrounding the circle still running down buses still chasing the wind still painting the face still riding the train still overloading the senses still staring at California still freezing their knickers still loud as the young mouths, we used to be still broken from the

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The band finally got together, just in a “let’s hang out” mode. Vincent and Raze finally saw each other. It’s been four years since they’ve last seen each other and Raze has improved dramatically since our last session. Jason came thru and it was good for him to get out, times are hard in the Hendricks household and for me it was great seeing three different people from three different circles of

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monday morning breath is a lingering cold stew the streets are empty on Atlantic Ave. Brooklyn's heart is beating and i can see it flatbush is burning and the BAM is staring at me the Williamsburg bridge is opening up and being swallowed on the corner of 4th and Union i can see the devil running naked from Prospect Park holding a broken halo gabriel's trumpet is broken and everything is

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computer crashed 2,174 songs 8.54 Gigs of sounds gone poems you never heard of in limbo gone yeah, it's a pretty nice day fucking technology wack bad night late for meeting wack pissed off employee bonafide

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this ballad of everything is one that is neither ugly or beautiful it is becoming like a bendable back snapping the amnesias is blue in the face the look on the city is blank and not welcoming the sudden comeback is a continuing storya concrete song the dark days are longer i woke up again tried to livethe world was hiding the internal rhythm is different today downward vomiting the fall the

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don't forget to eat your greens... b. proud parent

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in the golden age i feel rusted these paper tigers are hunting me lonesome tear are flowing it's all in my mind what going on but at the end of the day it's just nonsense cause it's lost cause already dead and breathing four days in and the sun stop shining the world is changing without me everyone is moving fast slow down these rabbit in the headlights are freezing no surprises here

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new year new hopes new dreams John was asleep by 9 oclock on New Years Eve and i was playing volume dictator no screaming no loud music no celebration take it to the streets but it was a rather uneventful new years for me but whatever, you know it's the year that matters not the day that brings it on go ahead and have a good new year's eve/day i rather have a good year ***********************

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My love for hip hop has faded the last few years ever since the demise of Biggie, Tupac, Wu-Tang and A Tribe Called Quest. Eminem, OutKast and The Roots keep me peeking around the corner. Yesterday I was burning music into my attunes and I found old Nas albums and old Wu-Tang/Raekwon specifically and I realized why I loved it so much, Raekwon's album has jewels upon jewels in it and since my

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last night i saw Cousin play at Mercury Lounge they we're cool i have to tell Raze to take off those glasses though he looks like a dork but i lost one of my journals on the bus WHICH SUCKED so now im trying to figure out what was actually in it John Pablo is getting back home today he was on tour lecturing about "The Use of Calculus in the Age of Algebra" i think he made alot money these days

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i feel like in 57 instead of 27 i'm drinking Jack Daniels and writing waiting for everything to fall into place television is buzzing in the background and the street sounds like 'Nam finished three new poems this week work is getting hectic kids love coming to my class with attitude and they leave with one cause i hate kids wth attitude another sip another poem peace B.

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it feels like forever since the last time i blogged im a slacker so what i've been real tired lately like going home and taking naps and shit the year is almost over how do i feel about that... it's hilarious that this autumn has flew so fast and i realized this today Alex Rodriguez was a Mariner they never made it to the World Series even with a young Ken Griffey Jr. and Randy Johnson he

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i carry more thing in my bag than anyone i know and now i'm carrying that cool debate/doctors bag (whatever it is) which means i can carry more things which means i will blow my arm out by friday which means "sorry john daddy's arm is broken" you'll have to start walking real well right now actually im in a real pissed off mood but i felt i should write something light-hearted for the people who

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in a few hours it will officially be John's birthday at 9 pm last year today it's been one year from that day (obviously) i'm still trying to figure out how a year has gone by so fast he was born 6 lbs-14 oz and the dirty mac is almost 20+ lbs he's a crawling machine thinking the pillows i set up are mountains for him to climb he has alot of energy so today is his first birthday i remember

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friday afternoon day is slow music still pounding in my head people complaining about my disappearing act it should make them appreaciate what is important in life like maccaroni and cheese or eggs over easy, there are alot of options right right continuing with delicious edible foods because i like to eat seriously i may be thin but i have been eating something terrible, i need to stop i need

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VOTE OR DIE (i hope people did)

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the first day the last few weeks have been rollercoasting Yanks lose to Sox Sox kicks Cards ass Sox Win Disney commercial the first day the last few days have been blurry trying to play the music in my head four track is busted in think have to borrow another one the music is getting louder needs to go somewhere the first day the last couple of months my writing is non-existent the songwriting

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so much has happened in the past few weeks i've been contemplating suicide i had 11 of the worst days of my life last week in my lifetime, i saw the red sox beat the New York Yankees and the St. Louis Cardinals line ups that included Alex Rodriguez, Derek Jeter, Gary Sheffield, Hideki Matsui Albert Pujols, Scott Rolen, Jim Edmonds and Larry Walker and we're ripped about by a bunch of red necks

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everything in life is risky the fork in the road is rusty get rid of the old, make room for new i think cliches are nice because whoever made it up was the first person to make it up what's a cliche before a cliche???? whene you write something do you tell yourself (is this a cliche?) and why is it pronounced (CLEE-SHAE) why not (CLEESH) today is a gloomy dayrain is not my friendmy chuck

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so i've had conversations with people about how personal a blog should be and when you read RAC's blog (see link to your left under I'll KICK YOUR ASS RACHEL) and she leaves it all out there and i'm always very imrpessed by that shit how do you think we know what was going on with her but i always feel like if i do that it'll come back to haunt me most people i know and who are close to me know

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birthday journal entry: (with parts of Bob Dylan's Not Dark Yet) Shadows are falling and I've been here all day it's 4 in the morning and i still can't sleep another birthday but this one is different i've gained life and lose life It's not dark yet, but it's getting there the day starts the same as a friday does woke up, got out of bed, drag a comb across my head stretched, took a nap, ran

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so the yankees won laast night that's all that matters for the last 15 years i've watched a playoff game on my birthday i can clearly remember the Reds kicking The A's ass the Giants-A's earthquake Kirk Gibson home run (maybe that's just the highlight films) so i get a Yankee game on my birthday that's nice (as long as we win!!!!!) so everyone keeps asking what am i doing for my birthday! and i

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so i've been talking to a few people about my spot on Def Poetry Jam and i see a lot of people want a copy of "In Front Of The Class" and i use to wonder whether or not i should post it, but yesterday someone approached me about using the poem in his correctional facility class so i decided to post it and whoever wants to use it in their class go right ahead, i would do the same thing, so i hope

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today is the fifth of October and in three days i celebrate the day of my birth and i don't know how i feel about it when i was 17/18 i thought i was going to die at 27 because of my obsession with dead icons Hendrix/Cobain/Morrison/Joplin/Brian Jones/Robert Johnson and icons who never died too young Jef Buckley/Tupac Shakur/Biggie/Cliff Burton/Ian Curtis/ Keith Moon & John Bonham both at 32

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we are now in the age of Libra and all the Libras are falling out of the woodwork i seriously think i know 3 dozen Libras and all of us have birthdays within 10 days of each other i've been trying to plan a Libra party but no luck everybody acts like idiotas! so i don't know what's going to happen but happy birthday to: Chris Nyoka Patricia Ed The Butter Man Alexa Jay the Barber Carlito Roc TCK

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hmm, seems like forever since i last wrote something i started a new job so that means i'm actually up every morning before 10 a.m. which makes me feel like i actually have things to do i've been practicing alot feels good, real good still need a bass player but things are moving along poetry has been kind of slow of late, just need a little while to recharge before i jump into the swing of

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so after reading that post i realized that i didn't agree with everything on it, so it's gone (and a couple of people were making fun of me). couldn't sleep at all last night my mom's been sick been cleaning my house religiously and it's still not enough i might have to let my cats go they're bringing my problems than i can handle does anyone want two beautiful cats? i need someone to take

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5 questions: courtesy of Tony Brown & Rich Villar 1.What is your biggest fear that you still have yet to face? well I’m already in fatherhood, I think settling down and trying to figure out what is it I’m exactly going to do with career, life and my personal demons. Fears appear everyday I’m still trying to conquer the ones from puberty/adolenscence. 2. What does the face of your mother look

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today is september 1st trying to finish When The City Sleeps brought Omar Rodriguez Lopez's album "Manual Dexterity" (The Mars Volta) get it, have i steered you wrong this far, Explosions in The sky Brazil secret machines franz fernindad desaparcios (i think that's how u spell it) John is a the catcher/first basemen for the yankees and then they'll move him to right field because of the cannon

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this sunday that passed (22nd) was def poetry and i recieved good feedback even though everyone keeps asking me why i started to tear up at the end WHAT! A BROTHER CAN'T SHOW EMOTION it's been good so far but i'm more focused into finished "When The City Sleeps" hopefully this school year will be fruitful and enjoyable thanks to all for showing support Bonafide

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John Pablo Rojas is 9 months today and he does little dances weighs a ton (not really) crawls like he's in the military (not telling you which one) and has two teeth he growls too bonafide proud father

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monday afternoon john is crawling with pride and chasing the cats steadily working on "When The City Sleeps" i have a good amount of poems and i feel it's a good collection i think it's better than "Pelo Bueno" new poems, older poems better written poems will always sound/read better had a party for John over the weekend first time my family oputside of the nucleas had seen him, saw my cousin

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i am searching for Rimbaud stomach is turning damn summertime blues i am counting the clouds feet are swollen the wind is laughing there's crackheads on my block and my boys look like them i don't know their name it's too hot to think to humid to breathe where is the fall?

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today is a pretty day (don't you think so?)

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so after another stint in the hospital i'm back out and still teaching the future to race down hallways and draw spiderman on the blackboard i really don't feel like writing these days (in my blog anyways) it rains too much it's really hot sometimes John is more beautiful than ever his first tooth is out now he's trying to bite me (like i did with my father) i think i sleep too much but not

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Cinderblock Love Letter at the towers of your native land the square where once you once stood at the empty windows of your eyes where your sons and daughters have annulled your existence stitching your lips before you made a sound your body cracked into transparent pieces and your legs have detached themselves from the ground. who will grieve for you, woman? does everyone think you are

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wearing a tie today (again) still job hunting in new york it's like a needle in a haystack when everyone looks at my resume which has been teaching the past few years, they look at me and say "We'll call you...(don't hold your breath kid) the worst part is that i can sell anything ice to eskimos, sand to Egyptians beans to puertoricans, America to Americans i talk so fast (as most of you know)

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at Louder than Words yesterday, the main discussion was "What was the biggest change in our time in poetry or with poetry?" One of the things that i can agree with is being cynical with what you hear after a period in time. I came up on the scene, young as hell, just happy to be out, didn't care at all for Slam, didn't get into Slam until 2002 and i was performing in New York since '95-96. So i

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today is tuesday and the weeks are flying by so fast, i am amazed it's summertime already, in the winter i was dying for it to be summer now summer is running by without saying hello. John is getting so big, the kid stares at me and opens his mouth and puts out this screech, then stares at me then giggles, and i'm like "what the fuck did he just do?" Genius, people, i'm tellin you now genius.

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The Gloaming (West Side Postcard) it's 7 o'clock in the evening I'm sitting by the window on the IRT 1 train the sun is descending nights approaching like a thief I don't like comparing dusk to a thief thieves are much darker than night I didn't know I loved steel so much and how steel lays on top of each other to cover their masters and dogs can people love things that aren’t animate

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Aurora (sunrise on Broadway tripping fantastic) At the beginning of day the freaks of petty paradises the face of lies and rocks fly by the malnourished wind, unlaced monsters and disaster river forever carrying in the depths height deep as the floor of the sea arrogant guards against the oppressive surroundings, surveyed night and day by a cursed unpatriotic sun. burgeoning with frail

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Number of Troops in Iraq United States 130,000 Britain 12,000 Albania 70 Australia 1,000 Azerbaijan 150 Bulgaria 470 Czech Rep. 92 Denmark 496 Dominican Rep. 300 El Salvador 360 Estonia 55 Georgia 70 Hungary 300 Italy 3,000 Japan 1,000 Kazakhstan 25 Latvia 120 Lithuania 105 Macedonia 28 Moldova 25 Mongolia 180 Netherlands 1,100 New Zealand 60 Nicaragua 230 Norway 150

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Union Square Saturday Night the b-boys on the right the organizers on the left with lips stuck to megaphones dialect james brown is telling me to get loos and funky all i can do is obey the megaphone is teling me to fight injustice all ican do is obey tourists flock to see the diversity of New York City union square saturday night guys are beedie eye wolves looking for sheeps with

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so my first father's day is almost over. and John and I spent the day walking around New York. walked passed El Museo De Barrio walked through central park walked around Union Square walked down Broadway i'm making John a Ville Veteran already by the time he's five he's going to tell me where to go. The 1 train was out of wack, the sun was hot, the wind was cool i'm going to watch "City Of

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where is the fountain of youth? ballad, doggerel, metrical composition, paean, poesy, rhyme, rime, rune, song, stanza, verse, versification arrangement, article, chart, comp, concerto, dissertation, drama, essay, exercise, exposition, fiction, manuscript, melody, music, novel, opus, paper, piece, play, rhapsody, romance, score, setup, stanza, study, symphony

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the finishing line is approaching with my workshops and i'm kind of blahzay about it. I wished the schools could've backed the program more than they actually did. I been a bit scatterbrain lately and i don't want it to mess me up from my teaching ability, sometimes it does. i've been reading Milan Kundera's "Unbearable Lightness of Being", and i'm really enjoying it, i don't read too much

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this week has been very stressful, i'm behind in work as usual, my son's mother is acting up more than usual (and i know she reads my blog, but i don't really care) at least my son is beautiful and writing is coming along with some projects i thought about, Chicago does not want to fade away, I need a real job, teaching is about to end in a few weeks, my sister's birthday is approaching real soon

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so this is the first week i can say i am a father. John Pablo Rojas moved to NYC last saturday and i've been with him everyday since, the kid is cute as hell and don't take my word for it, ask my mom. John makes these weird growling noises which kind of scare me in the middle of the night. He has a widow's peak like i do, has chubby legs like i used to, big cheeks like used to, but you know

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i know i talked about my foot being messed up, but my ass was in the hospital, how the hell do you get admitted for your foot. iwatched the lakers game, sweat my ass off in this May heat, called Oscar and The Big O helped me out with what is going on in the world outside of my 10th floor room. He told me that word was "Bone didn't make the team, he tried to jump out the window, Bone didn't make

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this week has been rough my foot is messed up, acting a fool no team this year (sigh) but john will be here saturday always something good at the end of the tunnel Bonafide

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went to Flushing Town Hall today with my class and saw a real cool Afro-Cuban band and of course my class were alittle out of control, found out Ishle is the Queens Poet Laureate, that's real dope, John Pablo will be here next week, i'm really excited and a bit nervous, i haven't seen him in a while and i don't want him not to like me, you know. i want him to see me, smile and love me forever.

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People (living or dead) to invite to my dream dinner party John Lennon Thom Yorke Arthur Rimbaud Oscar Wilde Lenny Bruce Sting William Faulkner Amiri Baraka Gandhi e.e. cummings Barbara Walters and me a libra party

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Three things I am wearing right now 1 - chuck taylors 2 - western shirt 3 - denim jeans Three things on my desk 1 - dragons 2 - manuscript 3 - CD's Three things I want to do before I die 1 - Live in Puerto Rico 2 - Live in Spain 3 - live long enough to see my son graduate college Three ways to describe my personality 1 - eccentric 2 - loud 3 - extremely silly Three bad things about my

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week has been short but complicated, trying to find a home for my son and a daycare, shit is expensive in New York, Urban Outfitters didn't hire me which makes me a bit mad, hosted a show on the weekend which had Welfare Poets, Aukebulan and GAME performing, i hate hosting, i never enjoy myself but the bands were dope, can't wait for The Mona Passage to finally be complete, alot of people seem to

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Fitter, happier, more productive, comfortable, not drinking too much, regular exercise at the gym (3 days a week), getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries, at ease, eating well (no more microwave dinners and saturated fats), a patient better driver, a safer car (baby smiling in back seat), sleeping well (no bad dreams), no paranoia, careful to all animals (never

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She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for a week I've been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn back Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint Forever in debt to your priceless advice Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint Forever in

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Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight! Preacherman, don't tell me, Heaven is under the earth. I know you don't know What life is really worth. It's not all that glitters is gold; 'Alf the story has never been told: So now you see the light, eh! Stand up for

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I'm an alligator, I'm a mama-papa coming for you I'm the space invader, I'll be a rock 'n' rollin' bitch for you Keep your mouth shut, you're squawking like a pink monkey bird And I'm busting up my brains for the words Keep your electric eye on me babe Put your ray gun to my head Press your space face close to mine, love Freak out in a moonage daydream oh yeah! Don't fake it baby, lay the

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Hurrah i awake from yesterday alive but the war is here to stay so my love catherina and me decide to take our last walk through the noise to the sea not to die but to be re-born away from a life so battered and torn.... forever... oh say can you see its really such a mess every inch of earth is a fighting nest giant pencil and lip-stick tube shaped things continue to rain and cause screaming

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Instant Karma's gonna get you Gonna knock you right on the head You better get yourself together Pretty soon you're gonna be dead What in the world you thinking of Laughing in the face of love What on earth you tryin' to do It's up to you, yeah you Instant Karma's gonna get you Gonna look you right in the face Better get yourself together darlin' Join the human race How in the world you gonna

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Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece The hollow horn plays wasted words Proves to warn That he not busy being born Is busy dying. Temptation's

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