Bugaboo Lurkin

A bugaboo lurks outside my doorway

Collectin crumbs

A bugaboo lurks outside my doorway

Lookin mighty thursty

A bugaboo lurks outside my doorway

Gossipin to imaginary friends

A bugaboo lurks outside my doorway

Hating we who she could never attain

A bugaboo lurks outside my doorway

Authoritatin like a cop 

When a bugaboo lurks outside your doorway

Remain silent, stare, and laugh a lot

The shine of your joy’ll make em scatter


Before I lay

My body down to sleep

So my sol can rise

There’s one final work I must complete

To unify the shards of sols

I’ve traped behind my lens

To prove to them

They mattered to me

True Eyes


She was a rider I met along the way

She told me I was one of a kind

So I called her true eyes

She disappeared, reappeared

And we started kickin it like homies do

Sometimes she’d flirt

Sometimes I’d flirt

But neither of us was ever serious

The only one who ever booed my playlist

I tried to teach her bout soul

But ended up bangin to (the beat of) her trap

Betrayed by my face

She saw a glimpse of my pain

As much as I tried

Couldn’t hide much from her true eyes


Mistake babies

Mistake Parent Dogma- Using your kid(s) as a weapon against people without kids to enforce your morality even though your kid(s) was originally a mistake which you later got attached to, learned to love, and is now a “blessing” in your life. 

There seems to be a new trend, (or maybe its been goin on a lot longer, I’m only in my 20’s) with people having unplanned babies ( I call em mistake babies cuz lets be honest with ourselves…) and that’s cool. Do you.

The problem however is when these unplanned parents use their new mistake baby to try and push their new found morality on you forgetting the fact that it was they who are actually the fuck ups. Why? Because you have a fucking mistake baby.


Love takes time, to heal, when your mom drops u on your head

 I definitely understand the need and desire for mistake parents to change their ways and become more responsible for the sake of themselves and their mistake baby. That’s cool as fuck and I applaud you. But do the rest of us responsible people a favor and keep your smelly dogma to yourself cuz we’re tryna party our whole lives…

Just as we planned it.

Tomorrow’s Topic: Who’s the Daddy/Where’s the Mommy?


Dialetic (Empathy) Dubbing

To dub a foreign film (in this case french, 8 1/2, Fellini) with the filmmakers native tongue based solely on the pitch, emotion, feeling, of the actors sound of voice rather the actual words they are speaking to create a new film whose spirit may or may not match the original.

The purpose of this style of dubbing is to prove the concept that the emotional content (emphasis, pitch, timing, delivery, etc) behind a word is more important to the understanding of communication than the actual word itself.


Like a cactus, Jack

No more marches

Pupils of the West

Would rather riot not rally

You can tell between friend and foe

By the style in which they fight

The hesitant refuse to go for broke

Held back by hate

Jabbin for 12 rounds afraid to swing

The brave hearts are dying

Soon all will be dead

But the crazy hearts are steady twitchin

That lonely finger itchin

To bang bang

A needle to the spin from behind

Like a cactus, Jack