We lay you to rest brother. Your ether is released to the infinite.

I like to remember you before you were imprisoned, back when we were fresh fruit.

Young, competitive, and filled with the sweetness of the unblemished.

We waxed vulgarly about the ripeness of the bushel that surrounded us.

But you happily shared the gospel of your island and the blessings it yields.

Enthusiasm entails. "Brother this ain't Grease, dis' nigga pussy whooped!"

Another moment of our journey is the exploration of spells and casters of mood.

I was inexperienced with Art Blakey and Miles Davis, but was imbibing.

Brother...you, Jon, and Jon's sister brought up Coltrane--and how I needed to take that ride. I'm appreciative of this moment of eager vulneralbility, for it helped me to grasp a spell that was beyond my comprehension at the time--and set the stage for your diving bell and butterfly.

You're a big man for not only eating the roast I served you, but for shutting up the people getting angry at my "insensitivity," and delivering a dish that was so spicy--that we had cried from the temperture level. I wish that you had went to that gentlemen's club with me, but you're too much of a gentle king. And I guess you've done so much window shopping, that that window could have broken your spirit--but now you're released...into the ether good brother.

Rest in Peace Tim, I appreciate your Equinox. #BLM

I gotta say... being good for ME isn’t good or healthy for you. You gotta want to be good or better for you, and more importantly--your children. This is your journey, I’m just thankful that I’m in your bed--getting to wake up next to you. It’s only a matter of time before you get tired of my silly black ass! I can try to help you on your path, but I know you’ll figure it out!

Her voice changed

the passion she onced had

was now cold resentment

It stung

I know she hates that I'm still in love with her

I know that she doesn't wish to be the crazy partner

And most importantly,

she has a chance to not make the same mistakes with him as she did with me

Maybe she'll misremember with him too

She has a chance at happiness,

So who am I to fight for her

It was in her tone,

I have to fight to leave her alone

she loves me

I love her

left is left

right is right

The first movement is 1

i love her

She loves me

1 plus 1 equals 3

left could be right

The second movement is 2?

I love her

She doesn't love me

1 times a negative

makes everything misremembered a negative

The third movement is dissonance

She doesn't remember

That I love her

She remembers my short comings

She remembers how bad she feels

I remember that theirs nothing I can do to change those memories

Especially if she wants to remember them that way

to fuel her departure

She answered my prayers

I’m not a religious type, but I did pray for this

Or did I meditate?

I know my mom had definitely prayed for her,

she had told me

So after she had met her, moms had prayed for her children

And I know moms wanted me to add a Panda to the crew

I’m sorry mom, but that’s not cool--

even though it crossed my mind too!

From the beginning, text messages that had went into the ether

Which made me prayer for her that much more,

or was it meditate? You know I’m not religious!

To my prayers being answered, and she’s giving me an actual date

I got to listen to hear, not her words--but her body and soul

And not to be confused with some R. Kelly shit,

but her body and soul was crying out for patience and understanding

So I had prayed for the strength and emotional durability to love this prayer answered

I know it wasn’t meditation, because I had called on the lord’s help constantly

And YOU know I’m not religious!

So I had prayed for the patience to give my dream personified,

in hopes that we’ll become a front that’s unified

I had asked her friends to give me insight

I had asked my friends for insight

I had asked myself for foresight

Then I had asked her again, and she broke up with me

So here I am praying...I think...

or maybe meditating...it’s got to be something--you know I'm not religious.

The walk was shocking

explosions of static shoots down my legs

The "L" shape walking has taken it's toll

I snapped "this isn't efficient," with frustration

"It's in Chinatown, and we're close"

"you know I have to be back at work-right?!"

"Here it is!" with the laugh...that lovely laugh

"What you want?" "I'm getting either coconut or ginger"

Can I get a hot...... ....

"Yo this is good, can I try some of yours please?"

"Yummy!"

The deepest most lustrous black

She's also my cat

I've been her fur taker going on 13 years

Aw man the memories we share

She's been my partner,

She knows her name

She's sillier than me sometimes

She is a ball of chocolate flame

Remember that fire and how I grabbed you first?

Then busted open the other roommates doors before the flames spread

Had watched the fire department destroy a good part of our stead

You were there thru my father passing away of aids

And the bouts of depression that ensued

You had helped me thru so much, and I'm thankful

1 sheep...2 .. sheep...3 sheep

4 sheep..... ... .....

Where's the Nyquil?

1 chip...2 chips.. 3 championships

Fuck, it's 4am now

Where's the Henny?

1 dimple...2 dimples..

Damn, it's 5am now

Ok, where's the medicinal?

Ahhhh, yesss... ... ...

I loved putting my foot under her feet

it was so easy too fall asleep

I am an idiot

I own my idiocy, just call me Camacho

Camacho has said and asked things that a normal human being wouldn't ask of a loved one.

Camacho has tunnel vision at times, due to overachieving

There's no way I should be president, but I was for a term of 2 years

And Camacho knows it was tough, but it could get better--with less obstacles

Camacho knows that nothing is owed, but will try feverently for an opportunity

And Camacho understands that even if he gets what his hearts wildest desires are,

it could never be close to the same.

So I know that I'm an idiot, and now all of you know that I'm an idiot.

But I wouldn't be a good idiot, if I didn't try hard at it. It's been a week, since I've been successfully impeached. Shits a little emotional

The beast of appetite is strong

With each sip

The laughter within comes out

Thru pain

The steadiness of the dark grows

until black

Finally, the darken state

Where freedom roves

from bar to vessel

from mind to heart

heart to mind

Blind to the whimsical

but sensitive to it

Words like magic

release a spell of untold cycles

of Pain that is owed

And to witness it at the beginning

willingly Know that it will consume you

Is the beginning of the void