What time is it?

capital is not center
time is undefined
as soon as you define it, it's a new time
but with unchanging minds
new times become same times
why blame time for bad times or sad times
sometimes I forget time
and exist on my own time
I own time
The concept exists in my own mind
And mind is eternal
That concept defeats time
So I climb......

Saul Williams
(one of Icy's favorite poets)

I just noticed......

Today as I left a meeting that many of the people that walked the streets were not really dressed for the weather. One lady, carrying a small baby, maybe 3 or 4 months old, had the child dressed in a thin jogging suit and some Jordans. I wanted to say to her, "Lady, do you realize it's 35 degrees out here, what the hell is your proble, not to mention those shoes are way too heavy for your child's feet." Of course this is NY and she probably would have cursed me out. Instead I said a prayer for the little eskimo baby and continued my journey. On the train, I sat next to a man with no teeth. He had a nice smile. He offered me some of his coffee, which I politely declined. That was definitely a first. When I woke up this morning, I had the feeling this today was gonna be an unusual day. And thus far I haven't been disappointed.

she who knows absolutely everything.....

sometimes it's a blunder
other times it's just a passing thought
however, it's never irrelevant
nor is it ever from the 'right' side of the brain

Let's face the facts.....

I'm the smartest person I know...haha

that one even made me laugh.....

I'm still convinced however that I will be able to write myself into existence...then Hayden mayble I'll run for Ruler in 2008.....

Put the meat down and hands in the air!

I am no longer one who consumes flesh for nutritional purposes. It has been 4 months so I figure it's official now. This doesn't make me a saint or anything, it just means that I finally decided to lose my carniverous mentality. Trust me when I say, I still have others' (mental blurbs) I'm working on. Like swatting at flies no one can see but me, or yelling back at the preacher when he starts on one of his tirades in the Pulpit. Like I said, I'm a work in progress.

What about you?