Yesterday I shot myself in the foot, it was not the best of ideas, but I guess in search of knowledge a certain level of curiosity is a necessity. Lesson learned, shooting yourself doesn’t hurt as per public knowledge. At that instance it came to me “curiosity bells *ding ding ding*” – so I turned the gun to my head… pulled the trigger… Flaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaash!!!!!! I saw that light that I keep getting warned not to head towards, WTF dude, You want me to sit in the dark… F that…. So I headed towards the light… That light was so bright I swear I had Energizer AA slugs in that Smith & Wesson Finepix S5700 S700… We entered the light… I SAW LIFE FLASH BEFORE MY EYES
I saw new life … I saw how I never disregarded the smallest things in life [ … ] that attention to detail, that sense of freedom, to be able to shout from the roof top […] I’m Aliveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, I saw old friends who like me they shot themselves, I made new friends, I saw love, I saw ghosts , suffering. Just when I thought the light was not so fun no more a rainbow appeared and I painted a rainbow myself, there was light again, angels started to appear, wow you do get your 70 virgins for suicide after all… *watches niggas signing up with the Taliban […] . I became a woman a strong woman *makhaya I’ve got mad respek for ya* sometimes a naughty woman […] , I danced, I gave back , I worked hard and for a moment there I swear I was flying, I celebrated , I dreamt, I ran with the wind, I reflected , I played , I listened to the words of my elders I don’t know if there’s a plot, moral, a point whatever it is, but I guess what im trying to say is that you paint the world… you depict life… RESPEK… *Talib Kweli & Hi Tek – Refection Eternal on repeat* I was high when I wrote this
