| Capable |
[Jun. 1st, 2007|09:18 am] |
Them days where you feel capable of doing anything, THem days, those days are my favorite.
When I wake up and I feel like I can run faster then ever. When I can jump higher and think smoothly. Where inspirations comes with a sweat. I like them.
When girls are checking you out and not the other way around (for once!!) When I'm know I'm capable of making a film. A film that comes from imaginations, my mind, my thoughts. I like them too!
When you've just had an amazingly wild night that you wont soon forget, I love those!
When our falling in love and you cant help it. When your being loved and you can help it. Those are the best days of my life . |
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| Update, |
[May. 29th, 2007|08:02 am] |
It's been a while I haven't written anything. Probably cause I've been really happy. Not that I only post sad shit. Altough I need to post when feeling down.
Life is good. Still doing kempo, even if I live an hour bus ride away and I dedicate lots of time to get to my class and back. I started some TaiChi which I love.
I'm seing an amazing person, beautiful and gentil. I couldn't of asked for a better first girlfriend. I've been seing lots of people but losing touch with my best friend. It makes me sad but were both growing in different directions. I guess that's got to be that.
I'm looking for a job in china along with Bob. I'm praying to find something, anything. I haven't done a any film shti lately but I feel that something is coming up.
Well, That's mainly it.
Things to do this summer: Go to tams, a lot
Go to JAzZ fest
Play Music
See lots of Marc and Hopefully V
Go to a rave.
Not do Drugs.
Keep on Working out t'ill it's 6 pack galoure!
See Ya'll Soon hopefully. |
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| Beauty |
[Apr. 30th, 2007|01:13 am] |
Let me tell you a story about a beautiful person.
First time I meet her, I knew that this person was smart, special, pure in many ways and full of love. Her little oval eyes had something special inside. Other then the brown diamond shining at every flicker of light, her look had a mature ignorance that amazed me.
Her love of laughter and need to make others smile made my heart rise every minute I was with her. She seemed to have no selfish needs in her. She gave so much and never asked for anything other then my company.
She took me, one week end on an unforgettable journey. Took me to visit my family and my mother's grave. She held my hand while I cried, while I was nervous and uncertain. She supported my heart for a moment in time. I will never forget it.
People come and go in life. moments like these are NEVER to be forgotten. Being bitter and fighting over inevitable events simply sours the experience and creats a foul taste to the memory that is to come.
I'm not there yet. I'm not ready to consider her as a memory. I hope that I will be held for a little longer. Feel this floating emotion longer. See her gazing at me that way she does more often then not.
I want to feel her tong robbing over me. Her heart pulsating, her breath get deeper and faster, her hands scraping my back with envy. She's beautiful when she screams. ... |
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| Light Brown |
[Apr. 2nd, 2007|01:38 am] |
Not like the color of her skin. Unlike the feel of her lips
Definitely not the texture of her nipples.
Her Light brown eyes resonated in my mind.
Sneaking into my heart.
Knocking on the doors that lead to my soul.
The time came, where our eyes connects
Her look ignites. Mine melts.
The warmth of her breath,
like the vapor of a candle
Was the touch of the angel
Kept worm within a crib
Her light brown eyes resonated in my thoughts
Sneaking into the subconscious.
Knocking on the doors that lead to Zen
As soft as crystal water,
As pure as a clear sky
Her touch, damping me
With a feeling, a feeling
dare I say love ?
A touch, moist of a cloud
Free of meaning, free of wanting
Just a touch, pure and soft
Just a touch, damp with love
Just a touch, I want some more. |
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| Wow Happy. |
[Feb. 23rd, 2007|03:21 am] |
HEllo ALL !
the past month or so has been an unbelievable Good for me. Nothing has happend to make it amazing butit's definetly the hapiest month I've had in a long time.
I can almost sa it's the frist time I truly am happy. Even with all the crap hapening in life. Family , friends and other shit. I'm able to control my moods. I'm able to speak to myself, my body and mind and say "Hey, lets' have a good day today"
It has a lot to do with the fact that everyday life has been fun and full of activity. I have worked on 2 different Film 3 class films's from Concordia students. Were I learned from more experienced people, meet new people, made a new friend. I've been doing my Kempo class's, Did some Capoeira class's and have been working out on my own time. My diet is definetly a big part of the hapiness. Eating good and home cooked stuff. If I get a craving, I go for it. I still eat what I want and it's working out great!
Had a good conversation while my brother was wasted. He got a lot off his chest. He's a good man. My only family member left. Had great times with Eddy today, Haven't seen him in a while. A day full of deep conversation and good movies.
Pan's labirynth a must see!
PEace Y'all. You happy + me happy = peace in the world ?? ??
perhaps. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 20th, 2007|04:47 pm] |
La recherche.
De temps a autres, dans le mouvement de vie
De ma vie, celle de mes confreres.
On se demandes.
“QUOI ? “
LA nouvelle venant de mon pere
Aussi ralentie qu’un cheval a 3 pattes.
Aussi douteux que la parole du serpent.
On se Demandes
“QUOI ?”
Quoi ? Ce demandes-t’on moi et mes confreres.
Les rumeurs parvenants d’autruis
On D’irais meme un message d’ange saoul
Ils ne mentiront pas de cette sorte.
Mais “Comment” est la prochaine question
“comment” pourraitent-t’ils garder une telle…
une telle legende dans sa pensee
Une telle tragedie a lui seul
Pas Comment Mais “Pourquoi”
Pourquoi ne pas laisser aller
Laisser voller la douleure, la partager
Ceci ferais du bien a partager
avec nous. Avec moi au moin
J’aimerais le voir ton esprit.
J’aimerais bien ca voir
la couleur de ton Coeur.
Meme si elle est noire,
Decapitant, le soir
J‘veux le voir. |
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| I said a muslim Prayer today |
[Feb. 6th, 2007|10:20 pm] |
It's been a while since I have...
I was doing the regular routine in Kempo Class, When My teacher MArlon asked me to hold a breaking board. Odd thing, he didn't tell me how to hold what to do or how to position myself. "First timer holding it Here HELLOO"
He was showing how to do a proper baum hit to a black belt in the class. So he hit ! The top half of the board flew towards my head, striking my righ eye brow. Half an inch lower and I would be a one eyed man. I kept the half with the blood on it :D
After class, I said an prayer for my mom, thanking her for stopping that board from hitting my eye, I felt it. I know she had something to do with it. God bless you.
I miss you. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 3rd, 2007|02:50 am] |
it was past that time. 1:50 am.
The club was jumping but I was walking.
Everyone's moving to the bass, strong like earthquake.
My heart was looking for a mate but it was to late.
Past a time in a bar, past a time in a club,
you find all those left overs, looking, seeking
wanting some hope for an accompagnied night,
wanting to sleep by anothers warmth's.
It was past that time. 1:50 am
When she got bumped walking by
When she spilled her drink passing by.
but it was past that time
She looks up in my eyes
Saw more then my smile
The despair she glimpsed at
touch her deep inside
She keep looking as I did too
Her apology turned to sorrow
turned to pity, turned to pain
She keep looking as I did too
But it was Past That TIme
She was taking by nine
Everyone was counted for
Everyone but I
One look can change you, one look can mean more then any word.
Dont do what I did, And turn away. Keep looking just keep looking. |
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| Great Day |
[Jan. 21st, 2007|01:59 am] |
I wish everyday of my life is like this one. Some key things were missing but I'm gonna concentrate on the great ones.
I started my day with an Amazing breakfast. Oatmeal with borwn sugar Banana's and Apple slices. IT gave me all the energy I needed for the upon hours of working out. Then moved to my Kempo class with Marc Attented. it's greta to be able to share what you love with your friends. I know Marc had a good time.
Then has my test. 2 hours of intense kempo. 3 times as much power needed to be shown, a long with concentration, perfect form, confidence, Stamina, energie, and all that comes along. A couple of times I reached the point of exahausting. I reached inside and got that extra energie I needed. Feels great when you can't go on but you do. Just keep going on and on.
I got my orange belt. New moves and techniques will be learned shortly, I can't wait! Ate, went to bed, then woke up for some Soccer! A great game was played with my friends. I didn't do as good as I hope but it was still amazing.
Tomorrow waking up to another great day. Going to Help My buddy Shoot his film for concordia. This is a good week end.
I hope that the upcoming week after that wont be a bore...
Hope everyone is well ! |
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| White Skin |
[Jan. 11th, 2007|11:40 pm] |
I walk in, gazing at the specials,
1 Dollar for white bread, 1 dollar for pure liquids
but then I see her.
White Milky Skin,
Eyes of an Asian,
Face of a Canadian.
Freckles of a native.
Smile of an Angel.
When she spoke, with such softness, with an eased look.
I’d give 1 million for her white Skin
I'd give 1 million for her voice in a box
“Where can I find the Mango’s” I asked in nervous state.
“Follow me”
I’m afraid that she’ll hear my heart beating.
It beats like an unstoppable train.
I knew it. She has that walk.
I wanna reach over and hold all she’s got to offer.
I wanna go there, simply to feel that movement.
Firm or waive? Side to side, Up and Down?
Where’s her tickle spot? Where’s her Horny spot?
Where can I touch her to simply get her
“over there by the ….”
I give her a look. It’s ALL in my look
The way I wanna Feel her at night
The way I wanna love her in her sleep
She stop dead. Looking back at me.
The cells inside my mind are shaking out of fear
But I kept calm. Kept looking back.
For a second I wanted to turn and Run
Another, Step Forward and feel those golden lips on mine
The next, To stop time and dance until Armageddon.
For a second we looked at each other, Endless possibilities.
“By the, apples.”
“Thank you” I said, as I blinked my look away.
As I blinked away all hope of feeling.
As my heart retuned to normal.
As my dreams got swallowed by reality.
I walked toward the mango’s.
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For the Unedited vesion. Msg me and I will send it to you.
But be worned, I edited it for a reason. hehehehe |
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| Things I love |
[Dec. 6th, 2006|07:26 am] |
I've been complaining a lot lately. What i'd like to do is list the things that I truly love in my life right now.
My roommate Yanick
My roommate Suzane
My roommate Anja, Chita, Mustafa (kittens)
My Kempo teacher Marlon
My Kempo art
The cold Fresh breath you take once you step outside in the snow
The 5 minutes before you finish work, and the five minutes after
My mom, bothers, father and soon to be half brother or sister
My need, willingness to learn my Mac Programs
My Mac :)
The time between sleep and being awake, where you can go deep into your mind. Where you imaginations runs free
My growth
It's 620 am and I still dont feel tierd. I woke up at 4 pm, Im not sure what tomorrow is gonna look like.
Note to self: Meditating and stretching gives you more energy.
I accidentaly downloaded the Anarchist cook book. I dont know how it eneded here but it's one interresting piece ot litterature. that's for sure. I'm currently ready the "How to kill a man with your bare hands" chapter. Not that I intend on killing a man, I just wanna know, you know, incase. I also Wanna compare how deadly in Kempo Exacly.
This one is interresting, "how to rip off Change and Candy machines"
WHO WANTS FREE MARS BARS ???? |
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| Tierd. |
[Nov. 14th, 2006|01:18 am] |
Sleepy, Tierd,
Working 12 hours shift. 4 days a week. 2 jobs. wAling All Day, then on my days off , go to Kempo. I will soon (hopefully) become a very athelitic Man.
I hate Money. I wish I didnt have to work for it.
Lets all be hippies an dExchange favores instead of money.
Im not Complaining, its better then doing nothing.
Peace out Yall,
Lets All get wasted together soon Sometime |
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| Today |
[Nov. 2nd, 2006|04:09 am] |
Havent Posted in a while, so I figured I should.
Got fired today. Second time. Sux. Everytime I wanna get a serving job, it ends this way. And I DONT GEt it.. I simply dont. I know I give good service to my guests. I like it when people are satisfied while their leaving the restaurent. I know that Im good at it.
MAkes me doupt myself when shit like this happens.
I have reson to believe its racial shit.
Im changing. I am turning into and angry idiot. Too much weed in the past couple of months. I gotta stop that shit.
My though process is actually getting more limited on weed. Not a good thing.
For my conversations, I have to dig deep. i am not as smooth or cool that I used to be.
Feels like Im gonna grow into an angrier person. I almost want to because Ive never really been mad at anyone and it would be a change right?? But thats a stupid way of thinking. I dont wanna be mad, I just wanna be myself.
God Bless Yannick for all the talks he gave me. He is one of the most inspiering people I know and Im thankful for eveyday that I have in this house.
I miss my Dad ans of course my mom. I wanna thank them both for being who they are.
.. I should thank my dad since he can still hear it.
All will be well with me. Not to worry, I am a fighter, I dont give up easily.
Night night. |
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| Sorry Mom |
[Oct. 6th, 2006|03:10 am] |
I cryed today.
It felt good to actually cry with trying to. Usually i think so myslef, I havent cryed in a while. I put myself in a depressed mood, think of sad shit and maybe get a tear or two.
not today.
I killed my creation. I pulled the plug on my movie. It wasn't ready.
I didnt have anyone trying to createe this with me. Im not in the busness of doing crap productions. I wanted something of real quality. And for real quality, you need a real team, a real production and time!
Most of the acters and crew are in school. That limited the time they had. And they were only gettign busier as the semester progressed.
When I was on the phone with Jen, then decided to cancel it, the feeling came over me and the tears started droping. They kept coming and I didnt care to stop them.
I got depressed and broke my faast with a peperoni pizza and had red wine.
Mom wouldnt like that.
sorry mom. |
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| On My Own. |
[Oct. 5th, 2006|12:41 am] |
Im living a pretty high leveled Stress right now. Im working on a movie that I need to shoot this ween end. When I say NEED and THIS WEEK END, I mean both of them.
I have to shoot this film for my apllication to school next year. I can only shoot it this week end Because in the upcoming month, all my crew, my friends will be working on their own projects. They wont have a minute for me.
There is a huge amount of pressure that are on my shoulders right now and I dont know if I like it. I usually like a lot of pressre espacially when it comes to a video/film project. This time its different. Im doing this all on my own. Im producin, directing, I may have to be in it, Im doing to fight choreography, Im gonna be Director of photography.
I had to knock on strangers doors the other day and ask them If I can use their electricity. MAn did that feel wierd. The thing is after this week end, the movie wont be done. Im gonna need 2 more nighs of shooting. Thats another whole other organizing and choreographing.
I feel like Im bitching like a little bitch. Something is wrong with my attitude and I dont like the fact that I've changed in this way. I loved the pressure back in the day, I really did. I still love doing this, its exciting but I;ve never really had this level of stress.
Well, wish me luck and pray for a sunny day on saturday. Cause if its not, Im buying a bottle at the SAQ and drinking it all within a record time ! |
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| Martial Arts. |
[Sep. 28th, 2006|01:08 am] |
For those who of you have felt this before, isnt great ?
That feeling after you went for a worthy jog at night. You sweat and hurt but you go on cause you know that feeling is coming afterwords. You can feel your muscle get strong with every step.
When you stop and and start to walk. Every step seem to be higher then the other, like your walking on a cloud and each step after that is higher. You start to float and your eyes kinda look in the distance. You shoulders climb an inch and you seem to be standing straighter then ever.
That feeling, being bigger in your mind, stronger, faster, more precise. You close yout eyes for a moment and you think you see it. You can Definitely feel it, but for one moment you see it. The energy floating inside you, like a swirl of fireflys in a perfect motion. floating around in you, flowing from all over and coming inside YOU.
It feels good |
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| RAMADAN |
[Sep. 23rd, 2006|12:36 pm] |
RAMADAN
A delimma To me.
Should I do it this year. If I do that means : No beer, No pork All month. No Food or water during sunrise. No trying to pick p girls or even look at them during Sun rise. (thats the hardest part) I wont be as prepared to go and work out or clim Trees so less working out and tree climbing.
Now for the positive stuf. Less eating = losing some weight, I do loss some each year. And if I try to watch out for what Im going to eat at night, then for sure I willl loss Weight. (just got a call from my uncle) seing family that i havent seen in a while. A test of WILL is the bigest part of this month .
and My mom will be proud if I do it.
I guess the good outweights the bad ...
Beatifull ladies, I shall put my head down for a while but do not wonder if its you, cause you all look wonderfull, It is I ... Godbye for now. |
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| Thanks Marlon !! |
[Sep. 14th, 2006|01:57 am] |
The warrior is tough in loyalty, intensity, determination, bearing, initiative, endurance, courage and strength of will. The warrior is soft in calmness, self-confidence and compassion. The warrior is frequently called upon to step forward when most gladly step back. Warriors exist on the battlefield and in daily life.
People may react to you rudely, selfishly and with malice. Be courteous anyway.
Those you help may whine and offer no thanks. Help them anyway.
Your honest words may be challenged and ridiculed. Speak anyway.
Success may involve many mistakes and disappointments. Succeed anyway.
Your donations may seem too small to matter. Give anyway.
A warrior is a master, ever prepared to improve and to be of service to others.
From my Shaoling Kempo Teacher Marlon Anthony Wilson. |
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| Good man Youtube.com |
[Aug. 23rd, 2006|03:51 am] |
Allllahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
this isnt a religious statment. I simply LOVE this songs. it is so relaxing. The words do bring back memories and they mean things to me that they probably wont mean the same to others. Its brings peace to me.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=-L-GOHa5-YQ
Thanks Cat Stevens. |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 6th, 2006|05:38 pm] |
curious and copied + pasted:
If you had me alone, locked up in your house for twenty-four hours and I had to do whatever you wanted me to, what would you do with me?
All answers were be permanently screened, so you can say what you truly want without any fear of embarrassment. Answer the question and then re-post this in your LJ. You might be surprised with the responses you get. |
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