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Culture, healing, politics and bullshit - Not necessarily in that order

The general, socio-political and very personal rantings and ravings of a hip hop head from the hood hustling for change... Of himself.

You all know me and are aware that I am unable to remain silent. At times to be silent is to lie. For silence can be interpreted as acquiescence.
—Miguel de Unamuno


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Wednesday, December 07, 2005

The hole has been patched

In the name of the Most High, I greet you...

With a dry living room floor and promises of newly painted walls and new carpeting as well as no rent due in December, I feel good. It seems like when everything goes well, something evil always has to rear its ugly - ass head. I come home last week and I don't notice the wetspot on the living room carpet. My cats are wet. I didn't get it. Seeing as all my doors and windows are closed and locked, I had to investigate.
I called the cats into the dining room area and offered hot chocolate. The lil grey one Ladybug started to meow feverishly, I had to interrupt:

That's right now close your mouth
'Cause you cold busted
Now just sit down here, sit down here

I'm so upset with you I don't know what to do

You know my first impulse was to run up on you

And do a Rambo
I was about to jam you and flat blast both of you
But I didn't wanna mess up this thirty-seven hundred dollar lynx coat
So instead I chilled -- That's right chilled


I knew that there was another reason these mischievous felines were soaking wet in a dry house. I didn't see the puddle, it was small at the time. I had to let em know that I was going to find out where the water came from. I'm not even thinking anymore, I'm yelling at two defenseless cats:

What were you thinking?
You don't mess with the Juice!

I gave you catnip, chew toys and padded pillowbeds.

I gave you things you couldn't even pronounce!

But now I can't give you nothing but advice.

Cause you're still young, yeah, you're young.

And you're gonna find somebody like me one of these days

Until then, you know what you gotta do?

You gotta get on outta here
with that alley-cat-coat-wearing,
punch-bucket-shoe-wearing, wet ass crumbcake I saw you with.
Cause you dismissed!

That's right, Silly rabbit,
tricks are made for kids, don't you know that.
You without me is like corn flakes without the milk!

This is my world.

You're just a squirrel trying to get a nut!

Now get on outta here.
Scat! Don't touch that coat...


So I come home a few days ago and found that what was a small puddle in my carpet was a mini lake in my living room! So this is where the cats got their swim on. I initially had beef with the powers that be when I reported it, but now things are good, cause blessings come to those that need to be blessed. I kept it humble and focused on getting the leak fixed. We're dry now. I'm happy.

Now I get my space back for my yoga and Qi Gong pacings.
Laying on the floor, putting ink to paper... Exactly what I needed.











I ain't trying to see death, disease or the pennitentary

2 comments:

TheOneandOnlyInsanely said...

You really took me back on memory lane with that one. Glad to hear the aprtment is back in shape and that you have one free month. Your life has proven to me that, Everything works out!

nikki said...

hahahaha! now i'll NEVER be able to get that song outta my head.