Time 2 make due...

Peace my people,

I write this last blog of '09 during the last 10 mins of the year. Its been a very trying year for me. With finding out my school temp. dismissed me. Came to the unruly conclusion that A woman I thought I knew and had a relationship with turned into a beautiful disaster love affair that left some 3rd degree burns on my heart. And one of the most unfortunate highlights of my year being, when the ceiling of my own room fell in on me.

It wasn't until I decided to check out a spot in here in Brooklyn for an open mic. At Soule Restaurant that I hit a turning point back in late July. The energy and the love of the new additions to my poetic family helped give me the strength to make it to this point. And the new recognition for and of my work made my soul smile. Though still no love in my life, my blood and literary fam did a lot for me.

I'll make this blog a short one. And finish by saying, thank God for guiding the right kind of people in my life when I needed it. I look forward to positive and prosperous new yr .and decade ahead.

Some Unlocked thoughts....and revolations

Peace my TCM people, This quick blast is with no particular big announcement in mind. But Just let know my current thoughts at this very moment. A lots been on my mind lately. But I'll be brief here to take up as lil of your time as possible. My writing and certain aspect of my life have been in question as of late. As well of my actions concerned with issues I'm far overdue to address in my personal life outside venues and off stage. Know, that none of these questions have been brought up by anyone besides yours truly. Like Why..? Or Why haven't I..? I know I'm being mad vague. But My soon to be finished book, "Unlocked Thoughts of a Prophet's Temple" Has been making my mind vibrate bout concerns I shouldn't and can't ignore bout myself going into this new decade with. Most you will hopefully understand and take what you will from my book. (which is turning to more than just your average poetry book) Till That time comes, I will make my return to the Nuyorican Poets Cafe Slam poetry scene. Wednesday, December 23 2009 to compete. (after a over 5 month absence) If any more shows before hand are added I'll keep everyone posted. I may even make some sporadic appearances here and there. And as always for any more info about shows coming up or to just holla get at me with email associated with the group . Also visit these sites: http://myspace.com/honestabeizdtruth http://www.reverbnation.com/dtruthspeaks http://www.honestabe4u.blogspot.com http://www.youtube.com/abestube Dtruth has spoken....thank you for listening. -Honest Abe

I should sue his ass!!

*Disclaimer: This is a little free write new -ish piece that was spawned from a recent incident at home that happened to me. Along with other things that came about involving me, my fam and our land lord that came to mind. As well as friend's input about it. And I got the scrapes and bruises to prove it!!

I should sue his ass!!

for making me and my family's lives uncomfortable. For almost 2 decades,

his bitch tantrum parades of power over us. Had city services clean us out of house and home. 

The stuff we lost mostly forever gone. clothes, money, jewelry, ID...Like Bernie Mac I should bust his head to the white meat!!!

I should sue his ass!!

in every attempt possible in making my pops look small.

I should sue his ass for being a man with no balls. How dare a land lord treat his tenants this way..?

and show proper respect to all the others living here practically "related" some how to him to my dismay. To cuss us out as bad hygened mongrils, when he the real bitch. But sometimes, common men forget, that every dog has his day. With the evil men do, karma must get payed. No human being deserves their dignity armor dismantled like that. I don't give a damn about your authority. I do matter and will not be overlooked ya crook.

And I should sue his ass!!

For being so gotdamn bold. How dare he give me and my fam the redheaded step child treatment, then wanna throw us out in the cold? You damn straight I live in a unhealthy environment. But your constant barrages of selfrighteous sanctimonious logic hasn't made it a easier time spent. With only care is that we make sure you git your rent on the 1st of the month. going off on us if its late like that time of the month. 

So I should sue his ass!!

cause friends and family say to me it was a felony what happened to A.B. 

my mind and my ceiling breaking down like fractions divide me from up above Not sure what I did to karma to get no love. I saying, it was so wide, with some thickness. Came down like brick, and besides me and four walls, a crime with no one else to witness. Broke membrain lining of my neck's skin. scars developing and a sore shoulder. Gotta hit the hospital a.s.a.p., so this soldier of life can march on. Friday the 13th tried to sing my swan song, but Jason wasn't the culpret. I'll live but still, pray for me.

Why at a time in my life I didn't wanna speak...so people couldn't jus listen

It may kinda surprise some people who haven't know me before I ended up knee deep in this poetry thing...but I wasn't the most talkative/conversationalist growing up. Though I've heard I still am not by a handfull of people now a days.

When I was younger, I didn't really converse much or want to with most indivisuals I wasn't related to. So most decided to label me with the "shy/quiet" stigma. And don't misconstrue as to why I was. It wasn't that I was afraid, it was that if I ain't know you well by any short measure...I just didn't feel comfirtable being open with you. There are others even some artists and celebrities(including some of your favorite movie stars and such) that are like that even up to today, despite how they act in their profession. But as the years went by, I had no choice but to be active with conversing with strangers if I were to advance and prosper to the point I'm at today. Especially concerning school, distant relatives and at the jobs I held down over the years, given how long I had work there.

I guess with those solitary, reserved yrs. I went through some, if not all that pented up feelings and frustration that came with some missed opportunities (some potential relationships, friendships...etc...) had to come out in some form.

The stigma place on me from an early age started to be lifted little by little as I became more social and progressive in my demanor with my voice and actions regaurding school and other public places....but shades of my past descretions of being the "shy one" came back in some ways. Which affected my learning proccess during my highschool years.(there were some long nights I stayed up, pondering why I was like this and couldn't jus do what seemed to be & look so simple to and for others around me) And though I never openly addmitted it to fam & the few friends I did have. I was in a session of depression. Some wondered what was going on with me...but few bothered to even ask.

I'm not sure if anyone else went through anything even similar to this...and alot of people may be thinking "suck it up and move on already!" but if you can't even phathom to understand what I went through and am talking about...then you don't and won't ever will. Its still not easy for me to understand why I do or did certain things I have done.

But I just think, like M.I.M.S. believes music is his savior....I happen to believe in P.I.M.S.(poetry is my savior) Because i can't begin to tell you what might have done, negatively within these past two and a 1/2 yrs if I hadn't fell knee deep into the art of spoken word poetry and started to realize that WHEN THE TRUTH SPEAKS...JUS LISTEN......

-honest Abe