My Job

dun ask me bout the work i do. peopz get in trouble fer sayin too much. im paid to keep my mouth shut n do my job. i may hold a couple of bullets or even a slab of TNT. but im trained well and drilled hard jus so u can sleep peacefully in bed. i will come by land by sea or air in the wee hours of the morning. i must jump run and crawl. jus to strike fear in those who oppose us. whether it involves spendin six nytes in a jungle or two months in a foreign land. i go witout question. for the love of my mother land. for she pays me to do my job.

Butterflies...

i came across a flower

its petals so bright and red

but as i looked much deeper

i realised what smelled so sour

a butterfly so light but dead

culd it b dead or jus a heavy sleeper

asleep at earth's most brighest hour

i kept wondering as i slid in bed

jus, who is tis creature's actual keeper . . . ?

Piss & Petrol

i like the smell of piss and petrol

blood and sweat taste so divine

i luv the greenish tinge of algae

mud and dirt appeals constantly

i live for pills and powder

death and disease is wot follows

Denim Flavour

my mom got me a pair of levi's jeans from the states. ive onli jus come to figure dat its different all over the place. even the ones i saw in thailand r like of all a different cutting. need to tailor make the damn thins. i tink they wear realli large shoes there. coz even the straights seem like bootcuts. tis chic from the uk asked me wot levi's were. kinda strange huh. in most places u dun even say jeans no more its levi's. oh well style has no boundaries. dun like the new engineered ones tho. its funny. levi's started off in the 1850s or so. kinda hard to imagine peopz in dat age wearin jeans. denims. gotta luv em.

PARTYIN

Past few days been like a blur.. too much booze on wednesdae.. din stop on thursdae.. took a dae off on fridae and will continue tonyte.. theres always a reason to party.. deepa raya celebration on wednesdae so too much free tax unpaid beer.. dats y i luv the army.. one of my mates(wont say his name if not he wont get in trouble, i will) got dumped on thursdae so he wanted to drown his sorrows.. he ended up bein drowned by tis other chic's saliva.. haha.. nasty ass.. wait till yur ex bitch finds out.. girls r such morons.. they tink if they say bye their man's gonna b sittin at home sulkin.. wahaha.. well we had a smashin tyme.. oh we went to ministry of sound.. the one on the flyer.. wasnt so bad.. then on fridae was supposed to head out.. but i ended up sleepin at 9pm.. wasted big tyme ya.. so i tot of takin the dae off on saturdae as well.. mayb catch a movie or sumthin.. but elex turns 21 todae n we're on the vip list so i tink ill go pay him a visit.. i bet there'll b too much booze again.. so ill haf to try n behave myself coz tink ill ask my baby to go.. im gonna buy a x9 (its a bike).. then ill haf an xcuse not to booze so much.. like datll ever happen.. next week's halloween.. i tink ill go as a bottle of smirnoff.. haha..

Shodown

i luv ministry of sound flyers. there designers r doin a good job. much to the envy of the others around. even better r the parties they haf. im gonna haf my party there. almost had it on fridae the 13th but i had to b away. im always away. the problem wit choosin the army as a profession. but a career change is on the way. probably gonna b an international party guest like in the sims. i miss dat game. ill probably miss the free entry bit. but weekday clubbin is not so bad. same music less the kids. so who's free this thursday?

As ONE

lets join the fight against poverty and AIDS as ONE. its a world thin so its all good. there like videos bout AIDS n pics bout poverty or both. we can make a difference. its up to the individual. u can either sit on yur fat ass n let the world go by or u can STAND up and try to do sumthin bout it. yea we all no we aint supermen but we all get together we get HEARD and dats the only power we need in this day and age. poverty is like punishment for a crime you didn't commit. someone said dat.

"The curse of poverty has no justification in our age. It is socially as cruel and blind as the practice of cannibalism at the dawn of civilization, when men ate each other because they had not yet learned to take food from the soil or to consume the abundant animal life around them. The time has come for us to civilize ourselves by the total, direct and immediate abolition of poverty."

- Martin Luther King, Jr.

Discipline

i must blog at least once a week
i must blog at least once a week
i must blog at least once a week
i must get these damn thoughts out of my head at least once a week
i must get these damn thoughts out of my head at least once a week
i must get these damn thoughts out of my head at least once a week
i must not wait till im about to explode
i must not wait till im about to explode
i must not wait till im about to explode
i will speak freely at least once a week
i will speak freely at least once a week
i will comment openly at least once a week
i will comment openly at least once a week
i will not make tis like my last blog - a once or twice a year affair
i will not make tis like my last blog - a once or twice a year affair
i shall make it a habit to pen down my thoughts
i shall not write on my wall anymore - blogs r easier to clean up
i shall be DISCIPLINED ...

shulda culda wulda.. it aint gonna happen.. its always easy to start.. the hard part's maintainin it.. i tend to keep my feelings to myself.. nothin wrong with dat.. makes me seem like a very emotionally stable person.. anger, fear, hate, guilt, sadness and sorrow.. all of the six loaded bullets.. doesnt really apply unless its already there.. i tink madness is key.. random spasms of it.. can all b avoided if theres nothin to trigger these emotions.. put the gun away n even if its loaded you will be safe.. my mind is the gun, the trigger is my tongue and the bullet is the pain u cause me.. its all abt discipline, isnt it?