The Relentless Demise

"The first commandment for every good explorer is: An expedition has two points; the point of..."

Thu, 16 May 2013 17:40:58 -0400

“The first commandment for every good explorer is: An expedition has two points; the point of departure and the point of arrival.”

- Ernesto Che Guevara

"As an artist, that’s my role; to go places, witness, see for myself."

Wed, 15 May 2013 13:13:52 -0400

“As an artist, that’s my role; to go places, witness, see for myself.”

- Michael Franti

Audience

Mon, 13 May 2013 15:03:15 -0400

I reserve the right

To wrestle with my

Cranberry and Vodka

On a 6 hour flight

To nowhere

In fact,

I seldom use air

As a method of transportation.

Not for fear or

Lack of elation.

It’s just arrogant

Remember Icarus

and how he soared

above us all?

Well,

I don’t mind feeling

So small.

It’s a mechanism I use

When facing skepticism;

Shrinking to the occasion

unless I’m filled with liquid courage.

Only then,

Am I bullet proof.

but I can’t hold my alcohol

I prefer Chai tea anyway

But she’ll never hear my voice

Which means

I’ll never hold her hand

or meet the World’s demands.

I know my strength

I’m just not into heavy lifting.

Sifting through the madness,

Hiding in a Greyhound station

with the runaways

I see my reflection in their eyes.

Everything in life is fleeting

and my characteristics

are just customs;

Escapists tendencies.

I want to be heard

sometimes

I want the girl

with the ukelele

with the voice of an angle

to know how Beautiful

i think she is

But when I speak

My words take form

of the twice told joke

and

the only thing worse

than false laughter

Is Silence.

so I find comfort

in Paperback Daydreams

I spend my days talking to the trees.

They do not talk back

Unless you’re really listening.

You may figure out,

In time,

This poem isn’t really about

anything

But

Thank you for listening

Anyway

"Got me counting my dimes so on the bus, I can ride. I’m even doubting the rhyme. I’m in..."

Tue, 23 Apr 2013 16:20:46 -0400

“Got me counting my dimes so on the bus, I can ride. I’m even doubting the rhyme. I’m in no rush. I can hide.”

- Willis Earl Beal

Revelations: Genesis

Thu, 07 Mar 2013 17:09:44 -0500

The Only reason Adam ate an apple, Is because he really loved the act of receiving an apple from Eve. He loved her and admired her. The only reason Eve gave Adam an apple is because she loved him. She sacrificed herself for him. There was no sin committed it was an act of love.

-Fadi

Cuba creates four anti-cancer vaccines, media ignores it

Thu, 07 Mar 2013 00:01:07 -0500

Cuba creates four anti-cancer vaccines, media ignores it:

amodernmanifesto:

That Cuba has already developed four vaccines or inoculations against different types of cancer is without doubt important news for humanity. The World Health Organisation says each year about 8 million people die from this illness.

However, the international mainstream media have almost totally ignored this news.

Last year, Cuba patented the first therapeutic vaccine against advanced lung cancer in the world, called CIMAVAX-EGF. In January, the second one, called Racotumomab, was announced.

Clinical testing in 86 countries shows that these vaccines, although they don’t cure the illness, do managed to reduce tumours and allow for a stable stage of the illness, thereby increasing hope and quality of life.

The Molecular Immunology Centre of Havana, a Cuban state organisation, is the creator of all these vaccines.

In 1985 it developed the vaccine for meningitis B, the only one in the world, and later others that fight hepatitis B and dengue. For years, the centre has been conducting research to develop vaccines against AIDS-HIV.

The other Cuban state-run centre, Laboratories LABIOFAM, has developed homeopathic medicine for cancer such as VIDATOX, created from the blue scorpion’s venom. Cuba exports these medicines to 26 countries, and takes part in joint companies with China, Canada, and Spain.

All of this goes against the well-enforced stereotype, reinforced by the media silence regarding advances achieved by Cuba and other global south (so-called Third World) countries, that vanguard medical research takes place only in so-called developed countries.

Just About a Minute Ago

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 20:41:30 -0500

I’ve imagined your smile

A thousand times

This

Is my heartbeat

Sometimes

It stops.

Consider me a moment,

Consider me in the morning.

I’ve scribed

All things fleeting

In permanent marker;

This is how my daydreams work

Give all to paper

Nothing belongs

But you

Are here,

And so

Am I

The House Where We Grew Up

Fri, 01 Mar 2013 13:42:22 -0500

We dreamed of

Sand castle catacombs

In rolling hills as green as

The paper,

We’ve put all our hope into

The unnatural.

There are spirits in this valley,

We used to play on the tire swing,

Soft faced saviours running barefoot through the infinite yonder.

To exist is not to live

And then,

We were alive.

Chasing fireflies and finger painting and playing on the monkey bars,

Nightlife meant night lights

And all we could see were the stars.

We were luminescent,

We were boxcar racers.

Even when we were far away,

When summer camp meant

A void

That stung like a lost tooth and fresh blood flow,

The trickle down affect.

I have taken pictures of yesterday,

Tattooed them on the inside of my eyelids so that I never forget,

I miss you still.

But in your absence,

Seeded memories deep within my chest cavity

Allowed the flowers to grow.

No one visits gardens anymore as adults,

We’ve grown too tall

To fall through the constellations.

Consumed by debt from a false currency,

We’re still playing make believe

We’re all fifty cents away from a quarter and five minutes behind.

Time consumes us

We all walk the same path,

But when problems start coming with titles and billing addresses,

We tend to disband and overstress.

I have not yet learned to

Let go.

I still chase sunsets

Like a lost DOG on a conquest to find GOD

All I do is move backwards

City of Angels II

Mon, 25 Feb 2013 14:32:06 -0500

for Sarah

Mountain top angel

Sorry for slouching

I know how improper etiquette

Sends you into a frenzy.

Don’t forget to wipe your nose

Before dinner.

Your weathered face

Reminds me of the daydream

I had years ago.

The bend of the highways,

Infinite and

Closer to god

Than I ever wanted to be.

See,

I still believed then.

Two weeks in,

The soft winds greet me every morning

I was under the impression that nothing speaks here,

Hollywood is where all things come to light

Sunset boulevard is where the vampires hide,

I’ve been wandering the streets for days now Angel,

I am sorry that I’m not beautiful enough

For your machine

I come from the city of

Broad shoulders

So I hide in Venice

With valor

With the maniacs

In the shade because,

As beautiful as it is,

Sometimes the sunshine

Can be too powerful

Real Shit

Tue, 19 Feb 2013 18:42:30 -0500

Life’s a bitch

And then you die

That’s why we get high

Real shit

The tree burns infinite

I’m just here

I swear

Til this day,

This very moment,

I still don’t know how

It happened

On the same block

Marvin Gaye was assassinated

Real shit.

The sun god giveth

Yet,

Chicago still

Holds my heart heavy

Real shit.

Let

There is beauty in

The breakdown

The tears that choke are

Of happiness?

Uncertainty?

This is

Freedom

In a Heartbeat

Tue, 19 Feb 2013 17:05:10 -0500

(Painting credit goes to the artist whose name I never got while in a bar in San Antonio during a layover)

When you refused to travel

To see me

My last night in town

And I

Didn’t even put up a fight,

That was the very moment

I knew

Would have to

Go through Life

Without eachother

hey! are u from London? Coz I will go on March and I haven't got idea where can I go for partying or shopping! D: Thanx! hahaha xx

Mon, 18 Feb 2013 15:36:55 -0500

I am not unfortunately…but I want to go someday. I’m from Chicago. I live in L.A. No worries about partying tho. You are the party :)

A better picture of an Arizona sunset

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 17:49:50 -0500

A better picture of an Arizona sunset

15-Year-Old African Kid Tells Madonna To Go ‘Have Sex’ with Herself

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 17:12:20 -0500

15-Year-Old African Kid Tells Madonna To Go ‘Have Sex’ with Herself:

rifa:

almightykushlord:

Dakarai Molokomme, a 15-year-old starving child from a small village in Zimbabwe, has just told Madonna, one of the most famous pop stars in the world, to go and f*** herself, the local media are reporting exclusively.

“Yes, it’s true, I told Madonna to go f*** herself. Do you want to know why?” Dakarai asked. “It’s the same thing every time with these snobby rich Americans. Every once in a while they come to show us their support for the so-called eradication of poverty by adopting a child from a starving family, but they actually do more harm than good. Transracial international adoptions are part of the white savior industrial complex,” Dakarai explained.

In further discussions with journalists from the media, the kid stated that “none of the children here actually want to be taken away from their family and friends so they can be displayed as some kind of trophy in the homes of self-righteous singers or actors who want to score some points with the media and Oprah.”

“If they really want to help us, they should get Big Pharma to ship us some anti-retroviral drugs for the AIDS epidemic, or build schools and hospitals. If they don’t want to do that, then they can all go f** themselves!” the child told reporters.

The 15-year-old also stated that he would say the same thing to any one of those American or European “faux humanitarian posers”, except for Bono, whom he said he would also kick in the groin.

“Bono’s efforts to save the African savage from itself prove that the colonial imperative is alive and well,” Dakarai said as he walked with other village children collecting sticks to build a tree fort.

THIS IS THE RAWEST 15 YEAR OLD ALIVE

FUCK YES SOMEONE GIVE HIS 15 YEAR OLD MAN A MEGAPHONE

Bukowski

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 16:45:49 -0500

I am not here to feel comfortable

I’m here to save the world

However,

There is a distinct difference

Between feeling alone

And

Actually being a foreigner

I am alien to them

Alas,

I am the maniac

A wild night in San Antonio

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 16:24:26 -0500

A wild night in San Antonio

#Grafitti

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 15:58:31 -0500

#Grafitti

Life has to begin in the heart before beauty can surface to the...

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 15:43:19 -0500

Life has to begin in the heart before beauty can surface to the skin

#TheseThingsHappen

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 15:39:54 -0500

#TheseThingsHappen

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 15:29:29 -0500

#TheseThingsHappen