Blanqui

 

"In infinity, eternity performs-imperturbably-the same routines."

"...a noisy humanity infatuated with its own grandeur, believing itself to be the universe and living in its prison as though in some immense realm..."

I believe...in my soul: the Thing.

-Leon Deubel, Oeuvres 

what a LOSER.

lala

miccmicmimic

...priceless.

"I wish nothing but the best of you too"

i just remembered, i never told you how much you hurt me:
you made my heart bleed. at least it felt that way. sometimes i thought my heart. my love for you would just break through me and spill everywhere. relieving me of the memories, the promise, the love i had for you. the love that in some form or another still remains in the dark secret space of my sacred memories. little pieces of our love still sits in the bottom of my treasure box. i look through that box. not often. but when i do, with out fail, i shed a tear. just one little tear for you.  a tear of joy and hate- for im thankful i can even have those bitter memories because sometimes...sometimes we were okay. and by that i mean we were better than okay because when we were okay things were great. it was like nothing could possibly go wrong if u were there or not there but if u at least thought of me as the angel u used to think i was. now, I am no angel. I hurt the people I love as you did me. I guess it was my fault. for falling in love with someone who just wasn't ready for love.

I miss you. I'm over you.  I'm in love with someone else. I'm trying to be good to him, but because of how you've bruised me, he's suffering. he doesn't get to be too loved..he doesn't get to have me completely because you showed me that's wrong. you showed me that its best not to care too much. don't get me wrong, you are not the reason I'm a shitty lover. that's on me. you actually made me grow up. fast. no more innocent, selfless but uninhibited tomi. now, im just...a hedonistic heart breaker. thanks.

Goodies. Frozen Kefir love.

Pumpkin spice/original frozen kefir swirl with granola and oreos, for the win!

I love Autumn more than ..a lot of things.

#late-night walks, Lake Mich extending into forever, the sky...and its twinklers. all constantly remind me to be merry or at least smile, often.

The Fall

Feelin' like Doriana Gray up in this..


That's all.

Fair and War--Reed, p. 354

When one sees what is evidently a citizen with far more money than brains, and with out the faintest appreciation of the beauties that encompass him, wheeled about at seventy-five cents an hour by a youth so far his superior that any comparison is impossible, it causes one to realize Fortune is indeed an irresponsible flirt, who is never so happy as when doing the wrong thing.

Panic @ the Dicko

Who'da thunkit. lovely ppl. lovely places. the world and back in 1 hour and maybe 15 mins. greenish yellowish grayish and bluish and very dark brownish eyes locked. not all the time. but locked- in, none-the-less. for what is there not to look at. even if we didn't want to, we had to face each other and stare death in the face. and it grimaced. and we laughed, heartily. so it goes... we're dancing in this space we call October 2011. dancing in the possibility of any and everything and nothing at all. and we ain't got no shame. there's nothing shameful about daring to please. me thinks. but what do i know- im craze-d.

try me.

The Leaden-Eyed

It is not that they starve, but they starve so dreamlessly,
It is not that they sow, but that they seldom reap,
It is not that they serve, but they have no gods to serve,
It is not that they die, but that they die like sheep.

by Vachel Lindsay

Richard Wright saves lives

"Gangster of the human spirit that he was, Hitler organized into a brutal army the men who live in those areas of society that the Western world had neglected, organized those men whose reality the Western world could not see." --xxv, 'Black Metropolis'

CBear Wisdom

"the vagina is such a hassle.."

Virgin suisse

An original poem by Yours Truly

It's raining, peacefully so...
Lullabying our little lives to rest
You can't escape mother nature
Her omnipresence grants her authority over your nightly routines
Unbeknownst to you, she's listening..she's listening to every grin and whisper of the sweet & salty night
Inspired by the moon dance, she's calling for a response
Feeding us her barely sweet, wet, chilling truth
For not just our tongues, but our fingers, noses, ankles, nipples, and shoulder blades.
She tickles us with everything she thinks we need to feel...everything we need to know..right now.

Little Loves

I LOCK COVE

#fendi skank
  
Ms. Divine's Homosexual Soirée

Rain drops 


Networking w. strong, beautiful, black women!


coffee dates


commitment--PIRG, Lambda, GlobeMed, WC!

BLACK OUT

Our Deepest, Richest Chocolate Cake with Chocolate Chips, Finished with Almonds.

 Mmmm, that's sexy! #NoRegrets

Redemption Songs

A gal couldn't ask for better parents.

My apologies for ever doubting...

On my way to mi casa segunda. On my way to baby Michael, my pharaoh, Panda, Krisi, and Lake Michigan. On my way to a healthy, wholesome, scandalous final year of college.

Ohm. Nom Nom.

g chat saves lives

So it is documented somewhere in history: best gchat session, ever.

Wazoo

Home :)

Teenage Dream-Fuckin' A.

Why can't I just do it? Fucking bloody hell. If god is love and sex is lovely, why can't I have both?! Am I just being an ungreatful bitch? By not being willing to suppress my sexual appetite to "please god"? Y is giving into your id for a while so bad? Is hell even that bad? Idk anymore. From 'The Picture of Dorian Gray' and 'Secret Things', I've learned that manipulating people is bad, giving into love is good, and being honest and truthful is good. If people always comment on the love that burns within me, why does my father think I'm so lost? Y does he speak to me as if I'm of the devil? As if I have no love in my heart.. No god. Fuck people telling me who I am. If the way I live isn't really life, then I don't wanna fuckin' live. How can u tell me my life isn't beautiful. That the people in my life aren't beautiful? I'm sick to my stomach thinkin' about this shit. Every time I come home, I'm told my life, that I've worked so hard to have, is in shambles. As if he knew how glorious those 2am walks home were. As if he knew of the love letters. As if he had even the slightest idea how much I inspire those around me to love hard. Please, GTFO. I can't do this anymore. I don't feel at home anymore. I am a stranger here.  As hard as it is for me to say, my home is not here. I am thankful for all they've done for me. But, I am disappointed they don't recognize the joy I've come to have and be. I'm disappointed they don't recognize that that joy stems from things honest, lovely and good. Fuck it. Damn it. Damn it all to hell. Your god is suffocating me! My only covenant is to love. End of story mothafuckas.

'Secret Things'

Mind blown.

"Femmes fatales are either narcissists or lesbians. They are frigid with men.  They come when they want to, which isn't often. It's their strength." -Nathalie

"The wise do not mourn the dead or the living." -Cristophe: witnessed mother's death. subsequently powerful and fearless, yet vulnerable to death. "Don't shoot yourself...you don't even exist." C soon forgotten.

Now we can enter into the * of princes. incest. break ties to moral/civil code. freedom of libidinal desires--the id. chaotic. decadent. sinful. temporary. obsolete. 

Death is omnipresent.

Vonnegut's Trafalmadorians- "So it goes" response to death.

Got my go go etc. gadget flow

Best ca-fe in the whole wide world.

Dark theatre

 They say good friends make the best lovers...

'One Day' Trailer

9/10 Sermon

Joram was nurturing his big 'BUTs' by relapsing into disbelief and forgetting prior blessings God had bestowed on him.

Joram was so preoccupied with his fears that he didn't realize God had placed him on the 'Crossroads of Salvation' to help Naaman.

#tumblr steals

in the absence of ___

bitter. breaking. broken.

green eyes.

brain stamps: jealous. BAD. don't ...just don't go there. What's the point? The moment is gone. You had no shots. life is not fair. nor is it how you see it. like Daddy always says. so, move on. you also can't write like that. not because you're dumb.errr. but because you can't write like that. cheats. in my dreams, we kissed a thousand times. but no dry...lips. pouted. put them away. what was i thinking. toying..around. toying with his. her. his heart. not heart. flesh. toying with flesh. stay away from flames. they scar after they burn. white on black on white on black. off. no one is here. but you right now. in your head. write write write. don't keep checkin. time is not yours. you can't make them do what you think. you think you are the puppet mistress. news flash. flash. flash. *try harder. always. try. do. do harder. faster. stronger. skip better. hope 4 better. harder better..stop. stop. wheel around.

Also, *blush*

Word vomit

Fuck the bs. fuck the drama. fuck hourly facebook status updates. fuck pressure to be proud. fuck u and u and u, but no u, my dear. fuck poverty. fuck no hot water. fuck MAC..fuck 'intended career path?'..fuck meeeeeeeeeeeee

please.

thnks.

yuck.

GN

"Your worth more than your weight in gold to me."

Hasta la vista, bitties.

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nice earrings

"All this responsibility made her a bitchy flibbertigibbet." --Sh5, p.29

mikyle

I will go gentle into that good night

I will go gentle into that good night
I will not rage against but embrace the dying of the light

I will tip toe secretly up to the slipping dawn
and surrender myself to the world of sleepers

I will throw myself in
arms spread wide
dance, spin, collide
take flight
into that other realm

I step gently into that good night
That sweet scented night
of mystery and fear,
escape and release.

From it I will drink,
Long deep draughts
and spill its secrets
allow them to run their course
dance through my veins
illuminate my mind
Reveal all that was once unknown,
forgotten,
lost.

I will go gentle into that good night
Allow it to sweep me up in its fierce, benevolent embrace
Carry me home
Tears of joy I shed

For all we know
death –
is but the prelude to life

"It is so short and jumbled and jangled, Sam, because there is nothing intelligent to say about a massacre." --Slaughterhouse 5, p. 19

NYC times infinity

Brooklyn

Lake @ Central Park

Katz Delicatessen!

Horsey @ Central Park

Lauryn Hill

Daww, Mike n his lil' friend

King o' da Jungle.

omg

Trueblood!

WARNING: this will not be short or sweet

Yesterday evening, I was followed and harassed by a dude in a car. Dude was driving alongside where I was walking and beckoned (I mean, whistled and snapped his fingers) me to come over to his car--his moving car. He drove for a couple seconds and, upon realizing I wasn't walking particularly quickly to catch up with him, stopped further up the street to wait for me. Ofcourse, I completely re-directed my path and crossed the street. Dude hollers at me from up the street (again, whistling and hooting)...I keep walking...dude, in traffic, reverses his car and makes a left turn onto the street and follows me for like a block. Luckily I was seconds away from my destination and turned quickly into the parking lot.

Now, why is it always black men who do this shit?? I mean, ..damn. What is it about African-American (or even African sometimes) culture that promotes this sort of  blatant disrespect? I'm a comparative human development major and I still can't place my finger on the impetus of this disgusting behavior. Granted, I understand the 'go-getter' mentality ...very well, but what makes a dude think women like this fuck? Do some girls like this?? ...is it sexy to have your space encroached upon by ignorant, god-awfully rude bitch-asses? Am I overreacting? Do i deserve to be called a bitch when I ignore such ignorance? Should I dress more conservatively? Last night, I was wearing a knee-length khaki skirt and a loose top..wtf, what if I was wearing my fave pair of jean shorts and a tank-top?! would I have been chased?..God, I 'm so fuckin' tired of it all. I've even gotten over the  'ooo, how u doing lil' mama?' bit that I hear on the regular, but this, this I can not deal with. I refuse to feel unsafe in my skin..period.

BITCH ASS FUCKIN MOTHER FUCKERS

Yolk le dos

Dani W.

Tomi O.

Tomi O.

Chi Summers

Just so I remember:

Rainbow Beach Wade-In Memorial--non-violence, community organizing, fierceness= SUCCESS. oh and haters gonna hate. and da popo needs help, like duh. like woa.

Love always. and never forget to be kind. We all bleed red.

Kreayshawn & D-Nasty--nuff said.

Music is in everyone. 

heart fuzzies

"I like your skeletons"-- D.W.

Good Eatin', Yolk, Chicagoooo

Bila got Red Velvet French Toast--Haminah haminah :p

Ofcourse, mi Berry Crunch Pancake(s)!!

soc

Where am I? Why am I here? Did i just say that? Did I just DO that? Did i just tell him that i did that? What do I want? Why don't I have it? Am I not an angel? K, so I'm a chubby numb angel? that elicits feelings of disgust in you? Awesome, I deserve everything I get. Ready to lay in the street.

and fuckin sleep.

*life sux then you die*-- Mr. Sherman, 6th grade teacher.

Ohm

Lord, let me experience your possibility.

Learned

Mari-a-(p)fister

Bubble

Swam (like, for real) today and  went down water slides for the first time in my life. epic. EPIC.

new goals. old fears.

Bye bye, birdie.

Precious

ohm. 3.3

Right Foot.


Left Foot.


Right Foot.






       

subliminal aefjkldfjlwa--Winne the Pooh

My Funny Pictures: 100 Acre Drug Use: "It's amazing how the internet can destroy ALL of my child hood memories."

c-lick da link

Mature people truths

I hate it when jokes go over my head.

psycho-bitch in the making. right here.

It is a new day...

At least I have that!

Mrow,

God loves me.

 To: The campus community
From: Kimberly Goff-Crews, Vice President for Campus Life and Dean of Students in the University, and Nim Chinniah, Vice President for Administration and Chief Financial Officer
Subject: All classes cancelled — avoid travel on Feb. 2
Date: February 2, 2011

Across Chicago last night and this morning, weather conditions have deteriorated to the point that travel by car, and even by foot, is unsafe. Many commuters, in their own cars and in public transit, have been stranded. The University had to suspend its shuttle service after several accidents.
 
In light of those conditions, the president and provost have decided to cancel all classes and non-essential events on campus on Wednesday, February 2.

__________________________________________
To: The campus community
From: Kimberly Goff-Crews, Vice President for Campus Life and Dean of Students in the University, and Nim Chinniah, Vice President for Administration and Chief Financial Officer
Subject: Classes cancelled for Thursday, Feb. 3
Date: February 2, 2011

After carefully monitoring today’s developments, it has become clear that many streets in Hyde Park and other neighborhoods, as well as some major roadways, will remain impassable tomorrow. The city has communicated that it will not be able to begin plowing side streets, including those that surround our campus, until Thursday at the earliest, meaning that our campus shuttles will be unable to operate, parking will be severely curtailed, and public transportation will be unreliable. These conditions will make it very difficult for many members of the faculty and staff as well as students living throughout the city and the region to come to campus, creating significant disruptions.

Our priority is the safety of our students, staff, and faculty, and focusing the limited staff who are available on critical operations and services. Given these circumstances, the president and provost have decided to continue the status quo for Thursday, February 3. Classes and events will be cancelled for tomorrow, Thursday, Feb. 3, with the expectation that we will resume normal operations on Friday, February 4.

Blizzed.

Mike's hard...yum :).

the macaroni to my cheesies.

Affirmative ... Axn.

Lil' Romeo's 'Rap Snacks'

The best.

You make me smile:

Dusty Butts.

Cross my heart, hope to die.

 Red,

I'm not sure I believe in you anymore. Rather, I'm not sure if I should...I'm not sure if I can afford to. You're so vain.

Red,

Fruit of the Spirit: PEACE

"And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."

 "But paradise has been blighted by those who, having tasted the fruit of knowledge, can no longer remember simple virtues."

goombah

cum.

Plantain & Jerk Chicken Nachos, bra.

Goodies

avocados
butter-creme
celery
**
elephant
french fries
**
huckleberries
iguana
**
kuvia- kangeiko
lipstick lesbians
MONSTERSS
no
Ollie the Octopus
Pneumonia
***

DON'T SAY BUM BUM, mmkay.

Note to self, weekend rvw:

lovelies
lemon-mint, lemon, mint hookah
Cooking Mama
Chestnut Mtn.
Hot cocoa/English Toffee Cappuccino
Resident Evil
Black Thai Event
Old Man's Tail
Black Diamond Tumble
Nov. 7th <3
girl on bus
girl on bus in dream
Pharaoh's Anthem
Love or not 

Gangsta's Paradise

Makes me wanna smack my mama!

Bamboo Beats

"You know, the only way to get over someone is to get under someone else.." -- Panda

idk.

AHHHH, DIS SHIT IS BANANAS!

Shane, L-Word

Katherine Moening

*Mwah*

Back to Basics-- by Yours Truly

a haiku: 'Prophesy'

What if love is it?

They say it answers prayers.

But we are still here.

a haiku: 'I Promise'
Don't smile with me, kay?

You do not know what He's like.
Cuz you are too big.

not a haiku: 'Now'
Please, for once, admit that I'm wrong.
Tell me you can see and I'll leave you alone.
Until then, pray I don't possess
The right to show that you are blessed.

not a haiku: 'Blazed'
If I could tell you of my dreams
You'd feed me to the lions
For I don't lie to myself when I dream
So feed me to the lions

not a haiku: 'Birds of a Feather'
 I cannot because you can't.
You see, I'm attached to you
Cuz you live through me. you live in me.
But it's not just me.  I know that. I see that
We are free.

not a haiku: 'Fag'
I've noticed you around.
I know that you are scared.
I am scared too.
I am scared of you.

not a haiku: 'I Know Where the Sun Sleeps'
Can I talk to you in private?
I know we can't talk here. It's too loud in here. Your friends are here.
You don't have to smile that way, you know?
You're not fooling me with that gloss.
You're scared shitless. Your hands are so cold. All those handshakes..and still so cold?
Can't we run? away? It's so cold in here.
I know where the Son sleeps.

a cinquain: 'Gray-bleu'

eff that

you don't know you

you must really love me

i know because you smiled me so

thank you

an Englyn: 'The Sour Puss'

         Ze sits in grungy doorway-- silly queer!

         Silenced, near and aware

         Spare, hypocrite, to beware

         These last days of ze's nightmare.

History of the candycane- Laura Witcher Goldstein

	One of the most often seen symbols of Christmas is the candy cane. Not only are candy canes used as a sweet Christmastime treat but they are also used for decoration. How did this seasonal candy get its familiar shape, and when did it become part of Christmas tradition? When the practice of using Christmas trees to celebrate Christmas became popular in Europe the people there began making decorations for their trees. Many of the decorations were food items including cookies and candy. The predecesor of our modern candy cane appeared at about this time in the seventeenth century. These were straight, white sticks of sugar candy. Part of the Christmas celebration at the Cologne Cathedral were pagents of living creches. In about 1670 the choirmaster there had sticks of candy bent into the shape of a shepherd’s crook and passed them out to children who attended the ceremonies. This became a popular tradition, and eventually the practice of passing out the sugar canes at living creche ceremonies spread throughout Europe. The use of candy canes on Christmas trees made its way to America by the 1800’s, however during this time they were still pure white. They are represented this way on Christmas cards made before 1900, and it is not until the early 20th century that they appear with their familiar red stripes. Many people have given religious meaning to the shape and form of the candy cane. It is said that its shape is like the letter “J” in Jesus’ name. It is also in the shape of the shepherds’ crook, symbolic of how Jesus, like the “Good Shepherd” watches over his children like little lambs. It is a hard candy, solid like a “rock”, the foundation of the Church. The flavor of peppermint is similar to another member of the mint family, hyssop. In the Old Testament hyssop was used for purification and sacrifice, and this is said to symbolize the purity of Jesus and the sacrifice he made. Some say the white of the candy cane represents the purity of Jesus and his virgin birth. The bold red stripe represents God’s love. The three fine stripes are said by some to represent the Holy Trinity: the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Others say they represent the blood spilled at the beating Jesus received at the hands of the Roman soldiers. From its plain early beginnings to its familiar shape and color of today, the candy cane is a symbol of Christmas and a reminder of the meaning of the holiday.

Get like her.

"Everything looks good on me. I just don't know...I was created in the morning of the day. *hair flip*"-- mom!

"Hold your head up high, gorgeous, they will kill to see you fall."

Don't tell me this isn't real.

"Where's my snare. There is no snare in my head phones. !!"

It's been a while since I word vomited (thanks 'Mean Girls') on here. Here goes no-thing:

1) I do worry about you. I hope you're okay. It appears so. I wear your socks from time to time. and smile. Like this- :).

2) I hate that you feel you can't be yourself, baby. I pray for you. For me. For us. For peace.

3) Pre-marital sex...FUCK.

4) The fact that we are blessed allows us to be blessings to others.

5) Will you dance with me? If you don't, I don't care...I'll pull down my underwear.

6) You don't know me. You couldn't. But why? I'm everywhere. I'm inside of you. too. I'm. I love.

7) "Live unbruised we are friends"- Sigh No More, Mumford & Sons.

nuff said. 

Mad. ea.

Tyler Perry's 'I Can Do Bad All By Myself' is hella good! mm. mm. Mm!

 Here are three reasons why:

Tiraji P. Henson

Adam Rodriguez

Brian White

The Bestest in the Westest!!

Note to self:

Tomi:

Israellaj Francisca                  Mikael Obikunle
Dehzirae Tina                        Tomas Obikunle
Anastacia                               Ezekiel (Zeke) Obikunle 
Daniellaj Anagold
Genevieve
Amber Rose =)
Naomi
Scarlett


Tolu:

Katherine Emelia               Jr. Obikunle
Anne-Sophie                      Theodore Obikunle
Gweneth
Sophia Inor
Elizabeth
Ana/Anabelle
Karenina

The Counter-- BEST BURGERS EVER??

The Beast

Chickado Delight