December 2008
12 posts
November 2008
18 posts
I want to see your shit on my desk
by DECEMBER 23 at 3:40 PM.
That’s the due date for the first ever Manateam Book Vol. 1 ICE COLD WINTER ISSUE.
So if you got pictures, email them to the soon to be made MANATEAM email address which I will post later.
Ok? Tell anyone you want… and I’m happy about this.
Watchbest christmas song ever.
Excited
I think my next book will be done in December. Be excited for me.
Also I am excited for the Manateam book which is looking amazing. Please start thinking about whatever art (poems, stories, novels, pictures, drawings, photos, anything) you would like to submit, and if you haven’t heard about it, ask.
I’m excited, and you should be too.
Breakfast Tacos are nice
how will you herd these animals
into their neighborhoods
this animals so determined
on eating the grass of our consumer goods
how will you yell at them
how will you force feed thought in their ears
and how will you love them all the same
if nobody hears
hey human, how will you herd them?
with what wood will you make your fence
and how humane are you human
when careless actions don’t make...
more?
I am a child who is
fully aware of the upcoming storm front,
all the while, I’m in denial
wishing and hoping, “surely You won’t”
so unprepared I have no rain jacket
I will surely be soaked
to the bone with all the words
I am sure you’ve spoke
as if I fell into the lake
because my legs, they couldn’t walk
even if on dry land to run
from having to hear You...
Manna is a hell of a drug
I’m sorry that I’m not sure
of all that I give thanks for
I’m only thinking about myself
and everything that I don’t have
even when I know it never helps
it never helps
I had to wake up early
to drive to see my family
Let’s see if I give You thanks
I’m glad to see that I’m alive
even if that’s not what somebody thinks
they don’t know
...
new poem
dear God I’ve heard that you provide
but I can’t help but feel denied
I can’t help but ask why
lust is all I have inside
my lungs are filled with pride
obsessed with the words I hope describe
don’t get me started on my eyes
I regret that whenever whoever walks by
they light up as if they were the sky
and my hands are next in line
wishing they were overly occupied
instead of...
my roots
My Grandfather passed away at the age of 83 on Monday November 17th at around 11:15 am. I have always felt I got my musical itch from his side of the family, and I saw him as the reason I do what I do. I broke down for a second when I saw him, but I think it was from the joy I felt, knowing that God did what He did, and that my grandfather was in such an amazing place. I couldn’t get over...
another poem...
When the sea told me
it didn’t want to be
flowing anymore
or close to the shore
I replied
surely as the tide
these waters will flow
according to the sky
you will remain
so fluid and wet
and never ever still
oh but better yet
Your waves will crash
and be as animated
as the day
those waves were created
To think that the ocean might have a choice,
to ever think the waves, they could...
show
thank you to anyone how came out friday night. it was an amazing show. we have amazing fans and amazing friends. thanks so much.
