Contrary to popular belief:

I'm complicated.
What it is one time PAC DIV.
My mind is a blood red brick house on Stone street
with thousands of rooms; blue mirrors,
the auroma of marajuana and music.
Cacoethes Scribendi. Get it tattooed on my wrist.
New Orleans native. My accent proves it all.
I am finally beggining to accept the fact that I am meant to be alone.
I am forever in the cycle of change.
I tend to treat serious situations like how I treat strangers.
I'm a starving writer and a dying phtographer.
No one will ever comprehend or understand.
When I die I want Bob Marley playing at my gravesite.
I am the rose that grew from concrete.



5.05.2010

The truth is... we all play a grave role in our own destruction. Your money, your lifestyles,
The things that people value and covet so dearly,  are the bait that lures them out of the light.
Where in this world is anyone safe from death? You see the lies you've been told? The path you take is
not your own.
Have you ever thought about how precious a life is? How difficult it is to create? How loosely and easily
it is to take away?
Brother help me. Help me to do what's right.
Help me to stop the slaughter of our children.
Help me to put an end disrespect and dishonor of our most valuable resource, the black woman.
Help me to put an end to the destruction of the young mind though the use of drugs, alcohol.
Help me to build up a population of great thinkers.
People who create change through thoughtfulness and spirituality.
Will you choose that truth? Will you? Will you choose the light over the darkness?
Will you choose life?
It's time.

 -Belly.
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I highly suggest that you watch this film if you haven't seen it.
I saw this movie for the first time when I was 7.
Dope shit.

Here's to get you started :)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ej36GNszdEw