seeds of a madness flower

2008-07-17T19:30:00.000-04:00

I vote for artists to eat more art so that more art eats the greed and spits out more life. The lack of real art begats the political blindness. Read more

2008-07-16T00:01:00.000-04:00

I sleep in a room where wireless don't even penetrate. Nothing comes in like hackman's cage in enemy of the state. Is that utterly paranoid or what? Well I got wayne n nas for company. Compare the two. You can't. They are in their own universes. Hip hop needs both. It better don't even trip or twist it.
got to see the happening by shyamalan and I wasn't convinced that is by the acting. Lame shit man. Walhberg sucked and lequizamo too. Damn I mean I can see plants getting all warlike against our crackpot civilization but come on where was the hysteria? Where was the madness?
Madness for sure to wake up before five in the morning aching to update my website and then end up writing a rant about the ubiquity of apple. What will be will be!

2008-07-12T16:09:00.000-04:00

fond cole ink updated with new webisode.
then am good for now. watching the scene. tweaking what i can tweak etc. yesterday in union square was cool. before getting there we passed by the apple store. long lines for their 3G phone. cameras clicking for blog debates. you know how it is. apple rules the roost. so we left after couple minutes. chilled in the square with the others. some guy was trying to make a film with the pierced kids. more like hilarious. who knows they might become famous. soon be leaving fountain for better things. better water even!

2008-07-10T10:59:00.000-04:00

moved to another room. Another view to a killing field. Will I transcend? Will I fade to black? Hope am warmer in winter? For now change is for the better I'd like to believe. Updated. change was for the worse. gonna be moving soon.read more

2008-07-07T14:08:00.000-04:00

does it matter matter if mars has water? What about the water here on earth that gets more polluted everyday by our brainless activities? What if there is indeed life on mars but it is totally unlike the kind of life we are accustomed too? What if it is a life form that don't need air to survive or the other essentials that makes life possible on earth? Our definition of life would have to change. What about other dimensions? What if death was merely us shifting sideways. Instead of moving forward in space and time we move across it. I know am asking a lot of ifs but that's how my brain tingles today. Plus I hardly watch television.

2008-07-05T20:57:00.000-04:00

got to meet my nephews after almost 8 years. it's a different world now. life has changed them. for good or worse who can say? hope we can hangout sometime.
the holiday passed uneventful. didn't get barbecue between my teeth. didn't get fireworks kisses. just saw the flashes. reminded me to shine. even if am in the labyrinth.

2008-07-02T15:34:00.001-04:00

the beast haunting us man. Another death in my village back home. Two in as many weeks man. Sup wit that? This time a kid drowns. In the prime of his life. Death respects nobody. We are the expendables. I wish him a good ride home to the other side. Damn it's how it is. The beast eating us one by one. Soon as we are birthed death rider pimps the ferry for our ride across the river. We pay hard in this shitstem for charon's fare. I know I gotta stay strong. I know I gotta expect anything. I own nothing. I own everything. Peace to the kids. Let us love and live real.

2008-06-28T12:44:00.000-04:00

Rediscovered Iron Maiden. Got back into a metal kind of feeling. Can I play with madness? I was a serious head banger before. Time surely taunts us man. Wish I could taunt it back. Maybe one day when there are no more days and we are all beyond time. For now I take it like no tomorrow, never yesterday. I take it strong and straight to the heart of the matter.
When I got my brow pierced I asked the guy about tattoo removal. I got one that I gotta really delete. He said the best way would be too create a new one over it. So I like take about two laser treatments which would make the original one much lighter and then just paint over it. Sounds good to me. Soon as the money is right though. Am a get a tribal. Modern primitive hipness even.

2008-06-21T13:54:00.000-04:00

stealing the network came in the mail. So am reading that along with drawing blood by poppy Z brite. Both got the tech shit. But poppy got the real stuff . she is stupendous.
Got veg. got fish. Vitamins for the mad hours. No tomatoes though. Salmonella got us tripping.
Put back a pc to better sentience. It got twisted by malware. Malware is twisting the web man. But for the ideals of freedom and choice evil and good gotta swim side by side in cyberspace. We vote for net neutrality. The only to combat the scourge is to get wiser. Smarter web surfing. Much more intelligent and effective software. Open source truth even.

2008-06-18T12:05:00.000-04:00

What is the artist responsibility? To tell the truth or distort reality to serve the needs of the day? Maybe the artist just does his thing as it comes to her or him in the madness of art. I think that historical accuracy should count for something especially in films. Art must remain rebel to have any sense of relevance. Nevertheless I think art critics are mostly over rated. I could write a piece of poetry and fifty critics could come up with all kinds of interpretations and yet I was just talking about having a drink with my friends on a friday evening. But everyone gotta eat so it's all good. Some of the films that the critics deem as worthless are my favorite movies. Art for me is subjective. So I ask the question of my peers. What constitutes good or bad art?

2008-06-09T13:19:00.000-04:00

June marches on. The heat catches us on fire. Even in the subterranean we feel the power of earth star. I woke up burning this morning. Well I wanted the heat and so it came relentless. But the weekend was neat. Went tomoma finally. Spent more than two hours gorging on art. Got my closeups with Picasso, Warhol, Cezanne and the rest. Good vibes man. Them artists were amazing you know. Got my feel of contemporary art too. Wanna get to the other places too like Guggenheim etc. So it's like am balancing between the streets and the inner sanctums. Can't lose that punk energy man. And the spiritual needs it fix. Everything happens in stages. And everything got its season. Now is the heat season. Now is the broke season. It's always art season for me.

2008-06-06T14:41:00.000-04:00

How would you rate hip hop music today? Do you think that hip hop has peaked and is on it's way back down to a mere curiosity? I know there are some real cutting edge rap music still tearing up the underground. Whether they see the light of popularity remains to be seen. I know for sure that hip hop needs a renaissance. We need the protest music to rise up again. We need pure artists who are clamoring for change. Where's the revolution promised from the hardcore pioneers? It's all soft now. Bling soft even. I never did get bling though. What's it about? Why can't you stand like a man and let ya lyrics flame the facade? Why should my chains define me? Chains enslave people whether it shimmers or cuts into your flesh. Back in the Caribbean my friends and I listened to hip hop constantly mostly the harder stuff though. It made quite strong impression on us. We could identify with the themes in the songs. we hardly noticed the bling. But I guess people are people everywhere and some of other kids in the neighborhood did fall for the surface bling instead of the underlying raging currents. Today I dig hip hop with an ever discerning ear. Weezy does it for me because of his versatility. I see him more as an artist than merely a hip hop icon. I rate him as the best who is flinging lyrics today. We need more like him for hip hop to make that much needed mutation or it becomes just another flame that cried.

2008-06-02T11:32:00.000-04:00

wrote an essay to win a scholarship. wrote about my reasons for coming to college in ny. wish i could stay in school forever. the intellectual life stimulates me like an itch screaming for a lustful scratch. am hopelessly immersed in the new media paranoia like twitter, facebook and the other ubiquitous web apps. i am reinventing my voice. bought a mic yesterday along with a skateboard. am morphing wit the web. mutating wit the new interface. am ready for perpetual net life man. fired up to the digital interface

2008-05-25T17:44:00.000-04:00

learning about life is mad consuming. It takes super human effort. It takes a lifetime even. Takes mad courage to keep optimistic. Takes a special kind of madness to remain sane in this Armageddon. Whatever will come will surely come. The hearts of men grow darker. It's how it is. Might as well disappear into what you do best. I continue to write as I explore this city. Found a basketball court across the way. Ran some laps on the court to pump my poet's blood. Blood rush for the rest of the day you feel me. The library was closed so we stayed in the sun. started another speculative piece of fiction while I joined stranded literati.

2008-05-25T17:43:00.000-04:00

should I call it year zero now that we've severed the limbs of les miserables? I will call it zero year counting to 2012 and beyond. Last time in union square it was buzzing with humans. Sun worshippers of nyc. I fitted in and stared out on the age. What we find here will be tagged for the futureheads. Semester is a wrap. I begin my quest to describe the ungrasping. Feed me words, feed me divine. I was extracted from time for this.

2008-05-22T13:59:00.000-04:00

what we have here is failure to be tolerant of the artist's mystique. so they keep raving and ranting about their things. perishable earth things even. we came here to open up the portals of our art. not to roll in the slime of the herd. the herd instinct kills man. makes you so bloody paranoid about appearance and what people think. and the lies are too much. but they are just feeding me fodder for the next round of my lyrics. brave new world man. gotta do what we gotta do.
first semester finished. got a 4.0 GPA. so that's cool. on vacation. the beast is loose.

2008-05-20T17:00:00.000-04:00

got accused of being a fiend once more. got accused by the automatons. got accused by calamity souls. did see that coming but damn that was too quick. freaks twist my words again. make me out to be the devil incarnate. at least if i possessed diabolic prowess i wouldn't have minded their insults. but you know how it is. the more things change the more they stay the same.

2008-05-19T11:02:00.000-04:00

on the last day of our English class the professor asked whether we knew what a blog was. I answered web diary but it's much more than that and even less too. I mean I have been blogging for about five years. It has become more than a place for me to share my daily travails. It's where I display my art and its independent appendages. My digital self thrives in my blogs. It misbehaves when am not around. It whines and threatens when I gotta refresh in the old country. The promise of web 3.0 suggests that my digital soul might one day piggyback to the old country. Scary isn't it? Go figure. The lust of tech and its consequences.

2008-05-16T18:32:00.000-04:00

semester almost ended. A turbulent beginning subsided into proverbial testing to gauge what we swallowed for the past months. I swallowed and vomited a lot. I won the freshman english essay literary narrative contest. Suppose to pick up a prize. We are honorees they said. The poet as thief of fire according to whitman. Could turn out to be a mystic summer in the city for me. Need the money. Need the art more. Need the freedom most. Union square park looks like the real deal. Tattoos and piercings sounds good. Modern primitive geek echo. The beat of my wayward wings.

2008-05-07T08:47:00.000-04:00

the son of my girlfriend's sister got christened on sunday. Real nice ceremony. My first time. Didn't know what to expect. Well kids were dipped in warm water as proud parents beamed. Was certainly a sight to behold. None of the kids cried. Guess the water was holier than usual. Eight babies were blessed. Went to the party after in honor of the chosen. Some drinks. Some food. The proverbial chatter. I eventually ended up in harlem. Another first for me. Place was alive. Looks good too. When I got home I could hardly keep my eyes open. I fell asleep like a log. Even logs need their sleep huh.
I got the new nin album. A heady listen. Trent gave it away for free. Yup. U get the choice of multiple formats like flac and mp3. So whisk yourself to their site man and indulge in nails. It is called slip.

2008-05-03T20:37:00.000-04:00

fond cole ink is our new short fiction web film mashup. thnx

2008-05-02T15:11:00.000-04:00

we fail when we try. we try when we fail. all's fair in jest and reality. it's the nature of the beast. the yang of the yin and the other 360 ways around. and all we got is life. and all we got is death.

2008-04-30T12:54:00.000-04:00

left the laptop with a poet. i feel lighter. got cuny math tomorrow. gots to pass that to move on to the other math that i need for my degree. checked out my medical profile for free in the college. the body is fine. keep jogging beast they said. why not nurse woman lady. need track pants so i can really get my exercise on. prospect park is real nice. better leave that notebook home. keep the tech underground. don't make el digitalo interfere wit my health man. true..

2008-04-27T15:27:00.000-04:00

I want to write till I break. I am hunting for markets that leech on my particular style of interpreting this chaos. Submitted a short piece to compass magazine about youth fishing and drinking in the wild kingdom. It is a fish and sea magazine based in the caribbean. Its been awhile since I fed them anything. My muse called me out and I obliged. Wanna drop it hard like weezy. Got mad ideas running around my brain. Its burn or bust. The school thing so far inspirational. Spring break is finished. A few more weeks of classes then time to get out into the heart of fray. Wanna take in some summer music festivals. With the most beautiful one of all...

2008-04-25T15:06:00.000-04:00

every band got its fan club. Every band got fan freaks who think that their band is the greatest ever. On the net you got thousands of band forums all discussing the music of their lives. How do you make sense of it all? It is amazing to watch. It is exhilarating to listen to. What makes one band more special than the other? Why do we rate one song better than the other? Where will the next tupac come from? Who will replace kurt cobain? Who overdoses next in the prime of their art? When is the next music renaissance? And so on. And so on. And while I ask these dumb questions the music plays on sans apologies to whoever is foolish enough to think that music can be defined.