Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Wu-Tang Clan – “Diesel”

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So yo yo all I want to do is just tell them cats

On the real, keep your game high man, keep it up

Word up, never stop your goals man, yaknowhatI’msayin?

(For real baby)

And, yo son, on the real I’ma get a sneaker just like y’all

[Ol Dirty Bastard]

I need help Because the black man is God

The government is after me And the worst is,

I need help So this is to bring everything in the

Someone help me please universe within the light

Someone help me! Understanding

They already did 2Pac My children, all six billion humans

Biggie Smalls on the planet Earth

Someone help me! Regardless of who or what, I love you

Someone help me please! Word is bond, I love you

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High School Crush – Gloria Rueben

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The manuscript Blue Lines is the fictional coming of age narrative of a young California woman Key Yemaya Walker, and her 2 year growing journey through school, love, and life period piece, written by Kenneth Suffern, Jr., taking place at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill between the years of 1997 – 1998. Loosely based on true events, and experiences during that time, told through the eyes and voice of the main female protagonist, a freshman first attending the school.

Blue Lines Blog – Part 4 – Word Provided By Myla W. – “Masterpiece”

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Part 4 of 4 you can read Parts 1 here, 2 here, and 3 here.

Thanks again to Yo, Julia, and Myla for providing the words, I just hope that I did them justice.
“Masterpiece”
Lynn reset herself, she had been around this before, and knew to let the experts do their jobs. The planner had everything set. The flowers were fine, the timeline was moving along, she had no worries. She glanced over as the photographers snapped away with impunity, a laugh settled in her stomach, but she chose not to voice it.
“Tonight will be everything we planned for,” she smiled widely.
“Are you okay,” Rosa burst into the room, baby in arms, surprised at Lynn’s calm demeanor.
“I’m perfect,” she responded holding Rosa’s hand in hers. “So is Elena, I’m just going to need you to be calm,” she smiled taking the child from her arms. “Maybe you need a glass of wine.”
Lynn, smiled, while thinking back those few years, reminiscing on the happy moments, the breakups, the arguments, her slight proposal, and his real proposal some time after. She marveled at New York, and their favorite haunt The Smith, and now the realization of everything they had wanted materialized before them. She sat back amazed. She and Anthony had succeeded she smiled again knowing that today was evidence of that.

Music Mondays – Goapele – “Play”

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The manuscript Blue Lines is the fictional coming of age narrative of a young California woman Key Yemaya Walker, and her 2 year growing journey through school, love, and life period piece, written by Kenneth Suffern, Jr., taking place at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill between the years of 1997 – 1998. Loosely based on true events, and experiences during that time, told through the eyes and voice of the main female protagonist, a freshman first attending the school.

New To You Music Sundays – Maximum Balloon feat Ambrosia Parsley – “Pink Bricks”

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The manuscript Blue Lines is the fictional coming of age narrative of a young California woman Key Yemaya Walker, and her 2 year growing journey through school, love, and life period piece, written by Kenneth Suffern, Jr., taking place at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill between the years of 1997 – 1998. Loosely based on true events, and experiences during that time, told through the eyes and voice of the main female protagonist, a freshman first attending the school.

What I Learned Sundays – If asked…I might say YES

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As I make the move for my temporary hiatus from social media, facebook, twitter, Foursquare, BlueLinesBlog, bad habits and eating and a total detox (thanks for the confirmation)…my phone and e-mail still work. I have to post what I learned.

I’ll start with important quotes this week:

“Something is obvious with all the ‘YOU’s and ‘You’ing.”
I agree Cuzzo…time for Cuzzo summit part duex. Yes, I know what I’m saying now too…needed.

“Thank you,”
That was the best thing that I could here, if it’s not being done, that’s a problem. It’s earned, and after our conversation, I hope that the smile and surprise were equal.

I need to stop stunting my growth.

I almost forgot, when I’m not sure, I ALWAYS see something that pops up, and makes me want to be positive for YOU, this time it was your mom…hard to explain.

Saw Chrisette Michele, Pharcyde, Joi Gilliam, Foreign Exchange, to name a few.

You came up…stop stalking the blog.

I need to refrain from advice for a moment.

I hide in public, and most don’t know me, yet things that don’t need to be out there are.

I can, but I’m still living I’m not waiting…that part is not my choice, whether I’m still here, that’s on me.

Adults and children, girls need to grow up, like boys do, and if playing with them, there’s a problem witin…pull ‘em up.

There is something missing in both of us, we can be the BEST, but we can be the worst also…and it is so evident and obvious what we are.

So happy I could refrain my asshole self for once…I haven’t in such a while.

Put someone else on to Joi Gilliam.

Loved to create a new story about Keypsiia Walker, I liked “The Wedding,” as a story.

I already know, but knowing means nothing with two people in different places.

I’m sorry I was an ass to you, I hate you could see it.

Ha, someone pulled a me!!! Classic!!!

The manuscript Blue Lines is the fictional coming of age narrative of a young California woman Key Yemaya Walker, and her 2 year growing journey through school, love, and life period piece, written by Kenneth Suffern, Jr., taking place at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill between the years of 1997 – 1998. Loosely based on true events, and experiences during that time, told through the eyes and voice of the main female protagonist, a freshman first attending the school.

Blue Lines Blog – Part 3 – Word Provided By Julia Nichole McGinnis – “Redemption”

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Part 3 you can read Part 1 here and Part 2 here.

Today’s piece continues the story’s 3rd part in a freely written piece of fiction.

The word used provided by CA friend Julia Nichole M. visit her blog here. Enjoy.

“Redemption”
“…you don’t, you don’t, you don’t see me
At all…”

The music played in the background, as she returned from upstate New York. She needed a break after the last few months feeling as if she had prove herself everyday to make him believe her. Although peaceful, she slowly began t realize that she knew so little of him. They spent time together, granted years off and on together, but he seldom spoke of himself or work.
Their previous relationship consisted of fights, her exasperation, and him questioning her. But the one constant was his interest in her, what she did, how her days went. Upon his return, and her happening across him at The Smith, he had been at peace. She still did not know why he had not called, or where he went. She glanced upon her finger, remembering the one night she had worn the ring. The dreary northern day did not agree with her disposition as she traversed back toward the city and her apartment. His ring tone came up and she answered.
“Hey,” half-heartedly, “how are you?”
“Fine,” he answered in a tone she found cold, “where are you?”
“Just took a drive, I’m on my way back now. I miss you,” she offered in a tone that she felt he did not believe. It was disconcerting to her to feel this way. His devotion to her was always evident. She knew she could do no wrong by him, in the past. Now he seemed so distant, like a stranger, yet so peaceful, and easy with her…non-committal.

Cover Sundays – John Martyn – “Glory Box” Portishead Cover

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I hope this is the version I heard and wanted to share. Regardless great music, and a great cover.


The manuscript Blue Lines is the fictional coming of age narrative of a young California woman Key Yemaya Walker, and her 2 year growing journey through school, love, and life period piece, written by Kenneth Suffern, Jr., taking place at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill between the years of 1997 – 1998. Loosely based on true events, and experiences during that time, told through the eyes and voice of the main female protagonist, a freshman first attending the school.

Foto Fridays – Prose and Photography – “Into The Storm”

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My plate is full with things I don’t need,
I’m trying to rein things in,
I want to take my time,
I need,
Me
And a release in you…
…
Let’s race Into The Storm.

The manuscript Blue Lines is the fictional coming of age narrative of a young California woman Key Yemaya Walker, and her 2 year growing journey through school, love, and life period piece, written by Kenneth Suffern, Jr., taking place at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill between the years of 1997 – 1998. Loosely based on true events, and experiences during that time, told through the eyes and voice of the main female protagonist, a freshman first attending the school.

Blue Lines Blog – Part 2 – Word Provided By Myla W. – “Devotion”

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Part 2, you can read Part 1 here and part 3 here.

Today’s piece continues the story in a freely written poem, that is framed by a separate poem detailing an intimate moment with the predominant female character of these pieces. The two poems wrap into each other, to hopefully progress the second act of this story. I had to add a line after initial save, because this line I kept singing, in a song that doesn’t exist was stuck in my head, and fit.

Part 2’s word was provided by my friend, Myla W. please enjoy.

“Devotion”
They still shone as bright as they did that first day,

She curled in the chair Sunday morning,
His old shirt wrapped her so,
Pulled down wrapping her legs, stretching,
Unseasonably warm rain rapped her balcony window,
Sipping her coffee,
She with eyes closed,
Glancing at the tickets lying on the floor,
She remembered, looked toward her bedroom door,

The setting surprised and amazed her, he, unaware that night,

The night, a faint memory this year and a half later,
He took her like he never had before,
And never would again, did he hate her,
Time allowed her to enjoy, but she knew,
She had finally been ready,
Her new place allowed freedom, something new
Their love right,
Silenced that night,