dimanche, novembre 07, 2004

It's only just begun...

Jacked from b-boys and b-girls but not supplanted from its classic status, this song, these 4 words are the story of my whirlwhind life.

I'm a late bloomer. You would never be able to tell. Fronting is a way of life. I walk around confidently lost a lot. It's just a little game I play with the world, perception, assumption and all that jazz. 23 years into life and it feels like it has just begun. The nature of the gift of life I guess is infinite beginnings and infinite possibilities. Every other city I go it's a new start, new friends, new everything and a when it comes down to it a new me: a little more open, a little less afraid and eternally grateful to be here.

So greetings people! She Real Cool is powered by my oddly wired brain in an obtuse hard head in a brown gemini body.

Be Well! Jah

But before you go check out these wise words from my beloved, the late poet Gwendolyn Brooks:


We real cool. We
Left school. We

Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We

Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We

Jazz June. We
Die soon.

~Gwendolyn Brooks