wtf is wrong people!

So I was touring through blogger i saw a blogg about panamanian eye surgery. Check this out, they actually change the color of your eyes with surgery! are you serious? whats wrong people. Why do we hate ourselves so much??? really? the color of your eye? Do people not realized that we will never ever see our own eyes with our own eyes? yes we can see a reflection in the mirror, or a picture, but you will never see your own eyes with your own eyes. with that being said... come on people. lets get better. this cosmetic surgery shit is getting rediculous.


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http://www.newcoloriris.com/

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beginningend
beginningend
begintheend
begintheend
we begin the end
eternity to never
we have forever to never have each other
look at me
look at me
beginningend
beginningend
my eyes dont change
my eyes dont lie
my eyes dont hide
myeyes
myeyes
look at me
say it again and look a me
feel that lump your throat
does it hurt?
does it?
doesit doesithurt?
your predictability boresandexcites me
affirms that I know you better than you know yourself
but then again, I created you
in my universe i mean
created you to fulfill some sort of need
but is that need now fulfilled
is this just destiny
or a lesson to teach me that i am just an observer in a universe that i created long before me
before we
before he and she
me and thee
thee be we
we be see
see seas of we
wean means for what we mean
mean mean things we mean
not to abandon
but to better
individually
infinity to never
infinity to never
we have forever to never have each other
we have forever to never have each other
thousands of years
of fears
to lose
loose nooses we tie to tether us to forever
this greater than us
we just prove the theories rite
ancient philosophies written
we are just that
bangcrunch bangcrunch bancgcrunch
infinity to never
youll never understand what i mean
quantumscience and string theories
play melodies between the dimensions of we
but
youll never understand what i mean
because, you never went there with me
bangbeebangabangame
bangabangabangwe
webethatbang
we
we be that bang
shewebethat bang
bang
we be dat
we be dat
this be the crunch
we be the bang
this be the crunch
we be the bang
infinity rides my back like the monkey i cannot see
see its behind me
and this be
the crunch.
infinity begins with the end.
and ends with the beginning.
bangcrunchbangcrunchbangcrunchbangcrunchbangcrunchbangcrunch
bang
bang
bang


crunch.

so.. what do i want?

So this is how it goes.
I'm a firm believer in destinies.
and everyone's destiny is visible on the horizon.
like.. like.. a point on the horizon.
you cant tell the shape or size, just an indistingushiable figure in the distance.
and were all moving towards wat we think it is and take the neccessary steps to get there. Since I also believe that we are the creators and controllers of our universe, we create situations (fortunate and unfortunate) to help us get closer to that goal (subconsciously of course). Like for example, certain situations led me to not go back to st johns, little did i know that although those situations were trying and painful, it led me to The New School where I could not be more happy. If those situations were ont created in my universe, i would be trapped in the soul sucking depressive black hole that I created for myself in queens. Since I've recognize this power its easy for me to see a situations purpose in getting me closer to my goal because I know what my goal is and i know how and what i have to do to get there. But now I'm at a point where things are happening in my universe that, contradict my goal, or at least what I think it is. Your ultimate goal never changes. Its already there, you just have to get to it. That means that these things that i think are keeping me away from my goal are actually bringing me closer to it which means that my goal obviously isnt what i think it is. So with that being said, what is it that i want? what is my ultimate goal that im trying to reach? How could something that i want so bad, not actually be what i want? What is my fate trying to show me? how could a dream that was so close seem so far away? What do I want out of life?

Its bigger than my nigga, A goodbye to FaceBook

As I sit on my bed in indian style
eating day old chipotle and listening to ATLiens
looking onto the plaza
watching the business people busy themselves with pontless tasks
going hither and thither
not even knowing that someone 10 stories above is watching them
i realized certain things about myself
and about my life
and being the person I am,
I dnt need to be on fb.
I used to love fb bc of the notes,
but no1 writes notes anymore
everyone tries to squeeze all their thoughts, emotions, events
into a 160 character blip.
my thoughts are greater than a blip
and so are yours.
I am not deleting my fb for you
or for her
and certainly not for them.
but for me.
The more you are in touch with reality
the easier it is to forget wat sanity feels like
I need to take this time to evaluate myself
why do I love?
why do I hate?
why do I trust?
ive decided to work on me.
i cant change the past.
i can only change myself.
in hopes to change my future
and i have some growing up to do.
alot.
and i cant do that necessary introspection
if im living in a live feed
feeding off of notifications and digital crops.


if you still want more of me
i'll become a blogg head. i like to talk.



in search of my third eye

there are somethings

that i need to take care of.
things that i need to do.

but my first order of business
is to grow up.
everything is not a game
its not all about being right or winning
its about happiness, and destinies
pain and fate.