Thursday, July 15, 2010
growing pains.
If you know things aren't meant to be, your relationship is not working, and your not happy with your situation... Then why are you still holding on? It takes maturity and courage to let go of the familiar and send yourself into the unknown. Try this, note the relief you feel when you finally let go and focus on yourself. This is growing up.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
Hygiene Product Drive !
WHO: YOU and Walk With Me Entertainment
WHEN: Thursday, July 29 2010
WHAT: Hygiene Product Drive/Foam Party
WHERE: Decos Nightclub in Downtown San Diego
WHY: All products being donated to Christie's Place Charity. 21 and up get in free before 10:30 pm with the donation of two Hygiene products.
To all entertainers and Urban Companies please show up and prove to the rest of the business world that we support our city!!!!!
For more information e-mail: milesaaron26@gmail.com
To learn more about Christie's Place visit: http://www.christiesplace.org/
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
rotten apples.
misconstrued feelings have me kneeling with my head down praying for an answer/anxiety eating at my insides like undetected cancer/ dreams planned out all wrong/ waiting turned to rotting cause life is taking too long/ clear mind became hazy, now im grasping at the straws/ pulled out the shortest one followed by an immediate pause/ im the one to do it, i picked my fate/ i better start living, before its too late.
-rmk
-rmk
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
his point of view
not too sure how the story goes on without you/telling you i'd change i just never got the chance to/ trying to explain all those things i said in vain/claiming that you loved me and you hoped i felt the same/ we became a pair by chance this wasn't pre-arranged/ so now your acting like your bitter and your complaining that ive changed/ focused on what we lost, but you forgot about the gain/its sad to see you go, but im happy that you came
in depth conversations that have our minds making u-turns/we always end up at the same fork in the road, when will we ever learn/i always wonder when my side of the story will be heard/all you ever talk about is how many times that you've been burned/ what about my feelings? they always get drowned out by your cries/not focused on our come up your just set on our demise/and as your heart begins to rot i struggle to swat away the flies/our truth just seems to get lost in a maze of uncertainty and lies/and all i ask of you to remember is that my heart beats your name, atleast till our love dies
i've always wondered what love was/since you've been gone i realized it was us/loveless holding up a sign that says your name or bust/ im sorry that i got distracted by the flashing lights and forgot to call you back/ and im sorry you suffered lonely sleepless nights while i focused on my latest track/nevertheless, you were the 1 and i know that for a fact/your waiting and im claiming ill shape up but you know its not for certain/so you ended our show earlier than expected by closing up the final curtain/i had the lead role, but the award goes to you for best supporting actress/ give me more time to love you right coach, i just need a little practice.
[rmk]
in depth conversations that have our minds making u-turns/we always end up at the same fork in the road, when will we ever learn/i always wonder when my side of the story will be heard/all you ever talk about is how many times that you've been burned/ what about my feelings? they always get drowned out by your cries/not focused on our come up your just set on our demise/and as your heart begins to rot i struggle to swat away the flies/our truth just seems to get lost in a maze of uncertainty and lies/and all i ask of you to remember is that my heart beats your name, atleast till our love dies
i've always wondered what love was/since you've been gone i realized it was us/loveless holding up a sign that says your name or bust/ im sorry that i got distracted by the flashing lights and forgot to call you back/ and im sorry you suffered lonely sleepless nights while i focused on my latest track/nevertheless, you were the 1 and i know that for a fact/your waiting and im claiming ill shape up but you know its not for certain/so you ended our show earlier than expected by closing up the final curtain/i had the lead role, but the award goes to you for best supporting actress/ give me more time to love you right coach, i just need a little practice.
[rmk]
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert
"Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it. You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings. And once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it. You must make a mighty effort to keep swimming upward into that happiness forever, to stay afloat on top of it."
YESS! I am reading Eat, Pray, Love for the 4rth time... JUST to be prepared for when it comes out in theatres. ****brownie points**** My favorite actress Julia Roberts is playing the lead role as Elizabeth Gilbert. If you haven't gotten a chance to read this novel, do so ASAP!
YESS! I am reading Eat, Pray, Love for the 4rth time... JUST to be prepared for when it comes out in theatres. ****brownie points**** My favorite actress Julia Roberts is playing the lead role as Elizabeth Gilbert. If you haven't gotten a chance to read this novel, do so ASAP!
take a closer look..
shes dying.
digging her fingernails into the walls to keep from falling, hands grasping at anything she can hold on to. shes tired of trying. lying, her hands are bleeding with all the secrets and pain she keeps. she can no longer weep, but sweep all of her burdens under the rug.
which is more like a tapestry...
of all her struggles that have been woven together, the good the bad and the uglier. a few strands of elegance that represent the pleasantness of the few good times in life she cherishes. but rugs are used to clean the bottom of dirty feet. so anytime there is a sign of hope, its muffled in defeat. smudged with the filth from gutter on the street.
her feet are tired from running, from walking, from standing, from life. yet she doesnt know when to stop going, or how. if the time was yesterday, tomorrow, or right now. so close to throwing in the towel, so far from innocence...
her hands are not ones of a young ladies, but more like a old mans hands after years and years of hard labor. she wont hold your hand, she embarassed of her scarred palms and bloody fingers. she cannot hide her pain, though she thinks she can. we see it in her eyes, in her smile..
with her presence you can feel her struggle. in her laugh you can hear her troubles..
you just have to listen really closely.
you just have to look really closely.
rmk
digging her fingernails into the walls to keep from falling, hands grasping at anything she can hold on to. shes tired of trying. lying, her hands are bleeding with all the secrets and pain she keeps. she can no longer weep, but sweep all of her burdens under the rug.
which is more like a tapestry...
of all her struggles that have been woven together, the good the bad and the uglier. a few strands of elegance that represent the pleasantness of the few good times in life she cherishes. but rugs are used to clean the bottom of dirty feet. so anytime there is a sign of hope, its muffled in defeat. smudged with the filth from gutter on the street.
her feet are tired from running, from walking, from standing, from life. yet she doesnt know when to stop going, or how. if the time was yesterday, tomorrow, or right now. so close to throwing in the towel, so far from innocence...
her hands are not ones of a young ladies, but more like a old mans hands after years and years of hard labor. she wont hold your hand, she embarassed of her scarred palms and bloody fingers. she cannot hide her pain, though she thinks she can. we see it in her eyes, in her smile..
with her presence you can feel her struggle. in her laugh you can hear her troubles..
you just have to listen really closely.
you just have to look really closely.
rmk
Friday, May 21, 2010
untitiled
unrevealed emotions of her hearts devotion to your soul; unrelatable lives that share one ultimate goal. reality sets in that they've been living within their dreams. reality is perception, which means its never what it seems. concrete walls they built crumble down. as the earthquake shakes what they continue to try and make. struggling while juggling their good and bad decisions. each move desperate and hastily made without precision. you have to lie in the bed you that you made, or in your case... didn't. you have to go through life to live it. no shortcuts to heaven, no sure way to hell. how do you tell the brokenhearted that God still wishes them well. No way to say if you don't love me now, that there will ever be a beautiful story to tell
RMK
RMK
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
FLY with me..
"We are, each of us, angels with only one wing; and we can only fly br embracing one another."-Luciano de Crescenzo
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Happy Sunday!
Checking in.. its been a busy last couple of days, but thanking the man upstairs for blessing me with another day and another dollar!
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