Raven in Green again..

nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME

--Wurdz by Otep Shamaya

The Ya-Ya Sisters and my booby shirt.
June 08, 2002 8:15 p.m.

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So I have a few things on my mind, and they all seem to relate to the same thing.

1. I saw the Ya-Ya sisters today, not exactly sure why. (this was NOT a film I was wanting so see) Wait, I know, because B asked me to go, and he was going with the chick I hate. She is in no way attractive and is always hitting on him, and he kept asking me to go,...not in a PLEASE COME and SAVE me from her kind of way, but in a sudtle, ..I just don't want her to get the wrong idea...kind of way. ..Plus he's leaving tomorrow, So I decided, "why the hell not'. and went. All I can say is it was chicky, and longer than it should have been. Heavy Melodrama that was handled like an After school special. I think they must have left alot out of the book because there is no way that all that drama and tragady could have been wrapped up that easily. People DO NOT forgive and forget that easily. The film has it's moments, but I swear I thought the thing would never end. They needed to use the humor of the great cast to make it better.

2. When I went today I decided to wear one of the 2 low cut tank tops I own. I rarely wear them, they make my boobs look great, but I'm a bit shy, I mean, I don't usually show them off. ..So why did I wear it? I say because it was hot, and I was wearing my green pants and needed a clean tank top that I had't worn in awhile that would match them......maybe at the back of my mind, jealiously, insecurity, and all together Bitch-y-ness. Show the chick I hate what she ain't and will never be.

3. So I was wearing this top, and the guy who was taking my ticket was so distracted by my boobs that he dropped the ticket when I gave it to him. And of course out of habit, I bent over to pick it up (I'm sure in the process giving him more of an eyeful) ..I find it funny. ..as well as flattering, I dunno maybe I should bring the girls out to play more often.