Têtu

This paper thin commitment is key to maintaining distance.perseverance allows my resistant. Dragging emotions through electric shock aversion therapy to punish sufficient-Ly. Directly directing me in the direction of conceplating conversion and yet this virgin new to the masking of deception is simply disgusted! Coming to the conclusion that people are justly not to be trusted. And this whole paradigm of mine (The FairyTale) has to be adjusted. But it defies all logic; us creatures essence is to love; yet us very same creatures choose to forfeit. I'm looking around this place This Barren place and I'm starting to work up anxieties (ever so softly God says anxiety  is a life without me) Yet my bass gently weeps. Clear glass turns to scarlet cup, drunken deep by societies; while organic varieties are divvied up. I seek regression towards the mean supervisory routine and As a machine my purpose is to shake blend mix and or stirr it up.they demand from me 'without becoming upset accept that our caricatures soaking are set'. Eyes drenched in soul , morality not met and I've had enough! Drowning in oxygen debt, putting up w/nothing b/c that's all I can get. Loyalty a party of none is rough. This paper thin commitment, is key to maintaining distance; foolishly I am presistant. I will not go gently into the goodnight, of this I  insistant. I blame (Faith) the unfailing of telescopic sight.With all my might , I must rage; I will rage; against the dying of the light.

Dear Trini

Allow me to activate your entirety. Bellying the gate to your intensity while you perfectly execute and showcase your ability; to cause the malleability of this consumers mind to ruminate susceptibility. (Selling myself) I can recycle your garbage into a classic piece of street poetry. 'Come slowly , Eden , lips unused to thee'{E.Dickinson}( you see; ...after hurt , I allow myself to want , to a tolerable degree.oh kind sir, don't mistake me; I have the tenacity to drop you from my memory quite easily. Yet you, panman, are dear to me. Consume my sincerity. Verily, unto you I offer the probability of destiny,possibly the growth of intimacy, despite proximity? Who knows(shrug), our comradery, could be the remedy to life's Severity.

AleBushe 7

I want growth generally but know my focus has a face

Cleared from my interplanetary space

Your essence provides where ever you coincide your smile resides with the erratic , I always ketch your sporadic 

Not many have seen , but if you seen this smile you'll truly experience "by the blood of the lamb,'redeemed'"

After falling for you I couldn't possibly settle for anything less than epic or any less intense

Abling me to be eupnoeic in ir and moral sense

I wonder if my moods are too dependent 

On you, Nay I can manifest my own happiness yet through your blackness, showns your genius leaving you glorious for my emptiness 

The seeds in my heart you have fertilized simply directing me to revitalize 

Soon I fell deep in those bajan brown eyes

Leaving the new world and hastens for the old

Those dimples Are among the reason my heart unfolds 

Nevertheless to you my devotion clings

I no longer want my things I want our things 

I want us 

AleBushe 6

Frightened of an uncertain future longitudinally across the top of my cranium the Sagittal suture

Descending into a one-way cell with no out, but it's how we react to doubt

Celine and hang corruptible dream

How does one adapt introverts and hold captive a supreme?

What's of a love unspoken?

Is it weaker without a name?

Does it shrink ,give up the ghost? Is it abashed because we dare not speak its name?

Eyes wild with thirst

Completely unrehearsed, giving as much as the other would allow

It's much too strong to let it go now

I see you as a snack to the breast 

Emulating Sabbath rest

Aphrodisidic presents leaving my soul drenched 

free your Touch and see desires quenched

Within and with out raw whether 

...can't we just do this thing called life together?

AleBushe 5

Jazz sat and I sang by his piano 

Shedin that untouchable lick

Thumping, bumping

He sho has this jitter bug jumpin

Hey jack, dig that groovy beat

Mahogany deep, hallucinogenic

Jazz houndin his undoubtably authentic

Hey daddy-o, I've been listening to what you been kickin and I underdig that crazy music

BANG

This orgastic kaleidoscopic carnival spills through yellow sand bridged by ocean and sky blue

This, Rices philharmonic is the spark to the willingness of my heart

The musical equivalent of pâté de four gras

The way that guy beats his ivory and ebonys is a real gas

DOO BAH DOO BOP DEE

He fractures me, duet burnin, hey man; WAIL ON

trapped in this inexhaustible variety

Drowning in the notes of his Caribbean Sea

True nature of his trident flag

His sound is just my bag; RIGHT ON

WOW

BOO DAH BOO DOP BEE

A chemical madness that burst thunderously

Future ,just when I thought you couldn't be any more fantastical

You throw down a dizzy new way to seeing something theatrical

Batbadianized honey bee, you really send me

Do your thang papa 

18k schematic tonal rendering, supermurgitroid, torching tge scene

Tenderizing , automated, giving the effects of caffeine 

Hey baby I hits done bread ( of life) let's paint the town cyan, you know that mix b/t blue and green

Scatting

BOO BOP BIM, dim DOP dant ,QUI QUA QUISH,ZEE ZA ZUS

warm,resonant rich and melodious...

This is no jive dude

Tomorrow and Aujourd'hui , I will be roaring drunk working up da back of da trunk

I dig this barrel house music it flows free

It's not coincidence , piano man

Caribbean jazz was always our rendition

AleBushe 4

Mesye plays a prominent line in a mushy and unclear way

with soul along w/all other emotional entities

brain slipped away 

murderously accoustic, my body undulated to the thumping rhythm of music

swallowed w/ominious melody 

i gained vision peripherally

welcomed back,so, graciously to desolate me

Alone,no longer under the illusion of free

this,forlorn,for me might be destiny

entrapped by the irony, of the music of the spheres

invision me ,

i feel more lucid with every invasion of  replay on my ears

what a cliché composition i have written

stupidly, i continued to leave 'ima taker' out of my equation

I guess,

to subside my fears

what an momentous arrangment 

such vintage 

brings, to me, tears

I need an occasion to pacify my fears

Fears, greet my lungs

seeing music swirling around in the wild heard but unsung

I can make no rhyme  nor reason for what has sprung

This numbing sameness, 

tis famous ,my dance with gravity

I am but a piece in an unspeakably absolutely,necessary puzzle

And over my heart, a fire arm muzzel

We had black and white dualism

you choose intellectualism

Bravely i fold ,against bitter cold,deprived

to be miraculously revived?

NAY,Nay, leave me

i sacrifice my wishes... i dont mind blemishes

i own my secondary hypertension

you, see,

perfect tokens lack dimension

AleBushe 3

Jan.8.14

His wind driving sound,forces caterpillars upon me.they find me, and assume me sleeping.now I am anticipating, something I've never before from him possessed.his west, Indian rap is a weakness,that I can not control. he is a note in a sea of music-less bodies.he chills ,creates giggles,presents lil hints dressed in riddles. absent recognition ,it gets hard for him to listen to the things that I must say to make him mine. I want to hold your cries ,lullabies.I want to love you ;delta blues .I want to experience your wrongs sing-a-longs . this café noir has the scent of past had ;he is rustic and welcoming. I am a deep dark chocolate fanatic and with him I am glad.Beauty it turns out ,is tough ,and life is well impossible to extinguish ,he proves it. shyly my heart pounds loudly, accompanied by magnetic pull, adoration timidly projects. subtitle teases ,leaving displeases ,his melody ,floods my body and I hope this ain't surprising that I've been fantasizing.I Connote success with being the best. smiles are heard ,mouth parched of words ;music Doesn't  just act as a mirror of the person that created it ;it PERFORMS that person .yeah ,oh ,there something about you

For AleBushe 2

Complex chord and rare melodies 

the truth has to be intuitively grasped 

 both seek to return to a state of simplicity 

Gradually I begin to understand

I am re-absorbed by this feeling

The noise is Music to my ears with Sky as our volunteer Our notes fountain into the air

It was a fear that I may never compose again anything of greatness 

Where's with that Caribbean jazz my emotions are disobedient , vocally they do not act as I instruct

So, hello poetry , ur lyrics are made difficult to obtain 

Although we harmonize we still sound like alien radio

Your maze amazes, you put day light between those phrases

The rhythms drift slow and sweet

If it wasn't for distance physically we would dance  out pieces to play them properly

Thrust ahead...I see our music lets play this more yellow them red

Lyrical virtuoso , the essence of profound , what a friend indeed 

to me he is the psychoactive ingredient in sound giving me this feeling this rhythm inside

'Twas nothing I could decide I guess it's good that I have no control

Sitting in the backseat the end I have yet to discover

He counts out the beats, helping me transcend from music student to rhythmic lover

Alebushe 1

.IM SORRY. I DONT MEAN TO BE GREEDY

I opened a door last night that I knew I shouldn't have opened.now it's another night and we still haven't spoken. Lyrical virtuoso ,Something told me to stay in the shadows ,but swiftly you became my crutch,soon I became too friendly,..vulnerability came, then I said too much. How do you know the heart beats beneath your chest? Well,The chemistry with him is none like the rest. He plays me like chest yet He is one I call friend ,so ,my wicked tongue leads me to what end?My blood rises but to give appearance all credit would b false; kind, gentle , dark dimpled,tattered vision, Bim sauced ,kris-krossed and hand tossed,it's the talent, his  intellectual mind that makes him a boss.this marvel mutant causes energy manipulation ,blinded I left 'I think I'm a taker' out of my calculation.What would you do to hold love again, in the form of friend,to dwell in HIS presence, to taste his skin? The weirdest thing about me is that I have an over active imagination. Being intimate in the moment just to get his emotional ejaculation. He ah say 'I'm not gonna push you away' so 'I Spose I should say be mindful' yet I assured myself ,yo relax, ...ha, I wish I was a stronger women to have more control over myself.lo siento,Not every venture ends in climax. 

Oh my, tis my signature tune I do declare i spoke to soon.

Cheesecake ...shortbread crust

• Made with pure Nielsen-Massey Madagascar Bourbon vanilla

• Baked on our signature all-butter shortbread cookie crust - it's like two desserts in one!

•slow-cultured cream cheese 

Ingredients: Cream Cheese (Pasteurized Milk and Cream, Cheese Culture, Salt, Carob Bean Gum, Guar Gum), Sugar, Sour Cream (Cultured Nonfat Milk and Cream, Cornstarch, Whey, Guar Gum, Carrageenan, Carob Bean Gum, Enzymes), Egg, Wheat Flour, Butter (Cream, Salt), Modified Cornstarch, Pure Vanilla, Egg Whites, Salt.

No Artificial Trans Fat. Any trans fat in this product is naturally occurring in the pure dairy products we use, such as milk, butter and cream cheese.

Allergens: CONTAINS: Wheat, Milk and Egg Allergens. ALLERGEN WARNING: MAY CONTAIN Soy, Peanut and Tree Nut Allergens.

CRUST:

Ingredients:  1/2 cup (1 stick or 4 ounces) unsalted butter, at room temperature  1/4 cup granulated sugar  1/2 cup all-purpose flour  1/2 cup finely ground shortbread cookies

Instructions: Using an electric mixer, cream the butter and sugar together on medium high speed for 3-4 minutes. Add flour and ground shortbread cookies to the mixture and blend for 3-4 seconds until fully incorporated. Press the mixture evenly into the bottom of a 9-10-inch pie, tart, or springform pan. Bake the crust at 350° F for 20-25 minutes, or until golden brown. Allow the crust to cool completely, and fill with your favorite pie, tart, or cheesecake filling, and bake according to your recipe instructions. Crust can be frozen for up to 1 month.

• FILLING:
• 4 (8 oz.) packages cream cheese, softened
• 1 1/4 cups sugar $
• 1/2 cup sour cream
• 2 teaspoons vanilla extract
• 5 large eggs $
• TOPPING:
• 1/2 cup sour cream
• 2 teaspoons sugar $

Preparation

1. Preheat oven to 475°F. Place a large pan filled with 1/2 inch water in oven.
2. Make crust: Mix graham cracker crumbs and cinnamon; add margarine. Press crust onto bottom and 2/3 of the way up a 9-inch springform pan lined with parchment. Wrap a large piece of foil around bottom of pan. Freeze until filling is prepared.
3. Make filling: Use an electric mixer to mix cream cheese, sugar, sour cream and vanilla. Blend until smooth and creamy. Scrape down sides of bowl. Whisk eggs in a bowl; add to cream cheese mixture. Blend just until eggs are incorporated.
4. Remove crust from freezer and pour in filling. Carefully place cheesecake into preheated water bath. Bake for 12 minutes; turn oven to 350°F and bake until top of cheesecake turns golden, 50 to 60 minutes. Remove cake to a wire rack to cool.
5. Make topping: Combine sour cream and sugar; spread over cake. Cover and refrigerate at least 4 hours.

Horchata

1 cup uncooked white long-grain rice
5 cups water
1/2 cup milk
1/2 tablespoon vanilla extract
1/2 tablespoon ground cinnamon
2/3 cup white sugar
Directions

Pour the rice and water into the bowl of a blender; blend until the rice just begins to break up, about 1 minute. Let rice and water stand at room temperature for a minimum of 3 hours.
Strain the rice water into a pitcher and discard the rice. Stir the milk, vanilla, cinnamon, and sugar into the rice water. Chill and stir before serving over ice.

Stl baked beans

turkey bacon
onion(red)
dried navy beans
1/2 cup molasses (blackstrap)
BBQ/jerk sauce
dry mustard
brown sugar
salt
pepper
apple cider vinegar

Tato salad

Potatoes(red)
Relish(sweet)
Mustered(hot/sweet)
Mayo
Celery
Sugar
Pepper
Cayenne
Tabasco
Bell pepper(yellow/red)
Red onion

Soda bread

4 cups all-purpose flour
4 tablespoons white sugar
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 tablespoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 cup margarine, softened
1 cup buttermilk
1 egg
1/4 cup butter, melted
1/4 cup buttermilk

Cajun kideny

kidney beans (dry)
1/4cup olive oil
1 onion (chopped)
1 green bell pepper (chopped)
2 tbsps minced garlic
2 stalks chopped celery
6 cups water
2 bay leaves
cayenne pepper
dried thyme
sage (dried)
parsley (dried)
cajun seasoning
Veggie/turkey sausage (sliced)
water
long grain white rice

Beef St. Paul

Egg
Brussels sprouts
Veggie season
Sliced beef
Pepper
Pickles
Mayo
Two slices of bread

Framed Insight 4/16/12

i am invisible,understand,simply because people refuse to see me.
yet you know, and now you refuse to trample through the Prepossessing wilderness that is me.
you've put together my puzzle without the pieces.my amazement in you never ceases.just like hate know loves the cure you can rest your mind assure that ill be loving you always.And ill give up forever to touch you.i know that you feel me somehow.your the closest to heaven that ill ever be,i just wanna miss you right now.i know were taking the long way but i know we will ketch our someday.
this is the world, where lovers often go astray.i don't see us going that way.i don't want the world to see me cuz i don't think that they'd understand.who else to love  me but you.and no one can ever love you the way i do.now that we've had a taste of free.I'm needing you to the highest degree.all i can taste is that moment.all i can breathe is your life.just like all things are new you know what i say is true.ill be loving you always.Yes, it's gonna take a miracle To make me love someone new 'Cause I'm crazy for you.it doesn't matter which way it comes ill take us however.Even if you took my heart,And tore it apart,I would love you still, forever.lets hit and run from this traffic jam.everything made to be broken,i just want you to know who i am.

Denouncing Innocense 4/15/12

did it start with what i ate? over eating and lack of exercise do they share an equal rate?.this is menace  in my stomach.its shifting from side to side and I'm standing still.i wish there was something more than Tylenol maybe a abortion pill.the ache these groans i am falling for sleep.i wish i had a Shepard as the rocky mountain sheep.i refuse to lay down but gravity i cant seem to beat.i feel like im standing in the middle of the sea. my sky turning grey with under tones of green.they say the sky reflects the ocean so i guess its reflecting me.you wont see me on the scene i'm reversing for the day.i might as well sleep my life away.i mean why the Resistance? must i rebel against everything?couldnt these emotions grace me pitty.a sympathetic strike.falling in love" a kind of sickness and craziness, an illusion, a blindness to what the loved person is really like.ive been nocked by a lighting bolt.ive been on this ride i recognize this jolt.i have caught ill my eyes are hurting.My head is exploding, my stomach ripping my hands are going numb.love struck is my suicide drill.and next to him there are close to none.

Hardly Visible 4/14/12

visualize what happens when they read me.
habits metaphorically
They drew pictures that symbolized their feelings towards me, and on the ways i affected them.
poised to dive into my pages they become
self-portrait condemned, stick figures falling asleep in bed or sitting at a desk distracted by noise from  the television in small stages  .
reading me is dancing follow the lead and steps of my text including my lyrics, rhythmic genre and flow.breath me
soaking up absorb like a sponge.i 
consumed nourished but poisoned your lungs
 Reading me would be feeding one's soul greasaly 
feed a steady diet of misunderstanding and  fantasy.the electric storm.
something vivid,intense and concrete that you cant get in any other form.
which of ,Making you a strong proponent 
i am that which you crave ,someone that will free you from the overcrowded moments.
allowing you to see you in a larger light.
I'm the perfect long read for the international flight.
reading me will give us the depth, the gaps that don't show up on many screens.
what happened to the days when time spent meant quality?
without frivolity, my love needs a person who can ensure its survival by whatever means necessary.so shrieking out with no divisible by,  i continue,
a crowned head are of short supply. i am of novelty value. 


The worth of a book is to be measured by what you can carry away from it. ~James Bryce

Memories of Deeper Song 4/13/12

I whisper your name almost in some sort of prayer.strumming your pain, i spit your song the piano player. killing you softly. mood west coasting, hydraulic press.Trembling pulsing tingling writing love poems on your slippery wet goose bumped fevered flesh.sitting under water falls are chasing us.two wheel riding no shuttle bus.i am butter laying melting on you.i have architect this moment.call me Palladio. my mouth the radio surrounds us by the quite storm.i in plural form dread widows walk.the color of the night is pillow talk.deep smelly scars of lie.you slide me with your glad eye. i expect you to put my heart in the bottom of your shoe.Fred Flintstone,my perfect beauty, you  make true our yabbadabbado and i gobble down your puppy chow.im not scared of the fall now.yes, You are a marvel.having bubble and squeak conjunctions You are unique. In all the years that have passed, for me my moon ,there has never been another like you. Your legs, your arms, your clever fingers, the way you move.you are outta sight.i can gig,swerve,footloose,and juke in your groove.like dy-na-mite.  in whole of you ,your steering from the rear.your life is greatness leaking from the pin of  Shakespeare, your grace is  Michelangelo that attracts this bullheaded buffalo, your vibes are southern, voice Beethoven.i enjoy your thermal spring. i cant shake this stain,my coffee ring.You have the capacity for anything. vice versa you are my mirror staring at we bestows an awards upon .can you blame me for wanting to hold on?