my name is.....

cargo ships cold
rags cover my body
feet bare
lost and hungry
alone
alone
rocks
rocks for roads
smooth winding paths
colors
flashing lights
shaking
scared
no where to turn
no one I know...
must never forget who I am

The Proof is in the Puddin'

Do I believe in GOD?

Of Course I believe in GOD.

Take a look up, see the Moon?
...half Moon, bright and glowing...
That's GOD's loving eye watching us.

Feel that breeze, cool and light.
That's GOD surrounding us....

Feel the Earth, firm and steady.
That's GOD supporting us, holding us up.

So keep your rhetoric...hate and such....
I'm living proof of GOD and HIS Love and so is my Life.
xoxo

...to the DMV...ugh!

....I have put this off for way to long. Time to face the music. I have to turn in my NY State Drivers License....:( Ya'll have no idea of the BS I went through in 2006 to get that license....911 was stll fresh, you needed Valid ID to use a bathroom...(not really but...u get the point)..but NOW, in order to be considered for a PA Lottery Commercial...they wanna know if you're a resident......which makes sense to some degree, but where's the "equal consideration" in the Audition process...(stop trying to start shit James...just stop)

Lullaby for Lanae

child child, where do you go?
child child, what do you know?
child child, will ya take a stand?
child child, will you hold my hand?
child child, will you look and see?
never knowing what's to be,
seeing stars shine high and bright,
laughing, loving, day and night.

Flashbacks of a Fool

A mirror and a flourescent light
Are all I need to see the Truth.
The Eyes tell it all.

I am a slave to myself.
Running and Hiding.

It' raining right now, hard.
All I want to do, is run outside, stand in the middle of the street,
And spin, spin, spin...so dizzy.

Gone is Self Hatred
Gone is Dis-gust
Gone is Dis-ease

Loneliness was a friend of mine...
Gone for someone else.

For the last couple of months I've been "letting go." Letting go of old pictures, memories. Things that have no real bearing in my life. When I released those memories, trashing most, passing on a few, a weight was lifted. I felt a little taller. It made me realize that I was holding on to these "things" for the sake of "holding onto". If that makes any sense. Truth be said, the true memories are already ingrained in my head. And I can "memory recall" for any moment in my life....so the material substances, truly have no place in this New Life of mine.
That's what it is all about...not keeping and storing and salvaging all these THINGS. I think of Jesus sometimes when I'm feeling gluttonous and in that "I need", "I want", mood. WWJD? Funny, I thought that was some "catchy" hip phrase being used to impress. That's the cynic in me.....smdh. ha.

Original Art Work by James Tolbert III