Showing posts with label Alabaster. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alabaster. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
ALABASTER
THAT CRAZY POETRY GUY ALABASTER MCDOUGLE AND MORE WILL BE PERFORMING TONIGHT AT THE COPPA ON 4TH AND SOUTH ST. AT THE COMMUNITY CULTURAL EXCHANGE. ITS UPSTAIRS. SHOW SHOULD START AT 9PM. ITS FREE. CHK HIM OUT. IT SHOULD BE A GOOD TIME..
Monday, June 8, 2009
3 Dollar insights
Ok so I'm really into writing streams of cons. Alabaster im'd me on facebook like yo lets get a beer at moms. I was like. you buying he said yeah lets do it. So we get there and he's like yo I been feeling your facebook updates lets talk. So we talked about love and life. An hour went by and I'm like yo lets write a stream. So we did and here it is.(Its not about anyone its about everything all at once) We call it 3 dollar insight. I hope you enjoy it. bless your hearts.
In the Dark. Under the night moon. I see myself clear. As If I'm the One. I stand before a reflection of myself with no mirrors to change light patterns. This story of us is plague with zombie hearts offering forever blooming flowers. Compiling history in a purple cloth folded and placed beneath my lapel. So some small echo of a thought creeps upon me. Like rats on my bed. A nexus of interruptions. Take what you can from past lives. Look to the forward. Amaze yourself everyday. I look for an exit. A way out of it all. Maybe then I'll get what I want. Loud and cursed. Become the eye of the storm and all will stay centered. Despite the chaos and cosmos around you. I still dream. every night and its always the same hue. Glowing all the colors of spring. Don't worry. My actions are locked away. Dangerous company to hold down. If you continue to love the now. The your future will hold limitless beauty. Just as the story begins to unfold. the Retrograde starts.
In the Dark. Under the night moon. I see myself clear. As If I'm the One. I stand before a reflection of myself with no mirrors to change light patterns. This story of us is plague with zombie hearts offering forever blooming flowers. Compiling history in a purple cloth folded and placed beneath my lapel. So some small echo of a thought creeps upon me. Like rats on my bed. A nexus of interruptions. Take what you can from past lives. Look to the forward. Amaze yourself everyday. I look for an exit. A way out of it all. Maybe then I'll get what I want. Loud and cursed. Become the eye of the storm and all will stay centered. Despite the chaos and cosmos around you. I still dream. every night and its always the same hue. Glowing all the colors of spring. Don't worry. My actions are locked away. Dangerous company to hold down. If you continue to love the now. The your future will hold limitless beauty. Just as the story begins to unfold. the Retrograde starts.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Can you and I talk about it?
Ok so we are at the park and Faye Runaway says Hey Cam and Alabaster I want yall to write a conversation, to say before a song I wrote. I said ok lets do it now and fast and so we had a conversation and she wrote (well tried to) down every word we said. So we went home jammed it on the one and its beautiful. Come to a show and you'll hear it for sure. This is the conversation which is fluid and subject to change(also is totally a freestyle and not about anyone.)Alabaster will be A and I will be C. The song is called you and I.
C: Can you and I talk about it?
A: Lets talk.
C: My heart has exploded, with no place for the remains. What should I do?
A: Maybe you should keep it in a box, put it on a shelf. Only take it down when you're ready.
C: But I'm ready now. What if the person I want to give it to isn't ready?
A: Be patient
C: But I'm very patient
A: Love is patient. The mind only confuses things. It has to be a state of mind.
C: But where do I put my desires? They haunt me! They haunt me!
A: You have to free yourself from your desires. Anything you desire will ultimately bring you pain.
C: I am not afraid.
a: I wasn't warning you.
C: you were just telling me whats evident. but my heart is bruised.
a: When does the healing begin?
c: When does the healing begin?
a: When you stop reopening wounds.
c: I just sewed myself up yesterday. It took me all afternoon.
a: But today you spent the whole day picking at it.
c: I know, I know.
C: Can you and I talk about it?
A: Lets talk.
C: My heart has exploded, with no place for the remains. What should I do?
A: Maybe you should keep it in a box, put it on a shelf. Only take it down when you're ready.
C: But I'm ready now. What if the person I want to give it to isn't ready?
A: Be patient
C: But I'm very patient
A: Love is patient. The mind only confuses things. It has to be a state of mind.
C: But where do I put my desires? They haunt me! They haunt me!
A: You have to free yourself from your desires. Anything you desire will ultimately bring you pain.
C: I am not afraid.
a: I wasn't warning you.
C: you were just telling me whats evident. but my heart is bruised.
a: When does the healing begin?
c: When does the healing begin?
a: When you stop reopening wounds.
c: I just sewed myself up yesterday. It took me all afternoon.
a: But today you spent the whole day picking at it.
c: I know, I know.
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