Thursday, December 29, 2011
Pops and Peach yo
ay, we pops n peach
swag turned up you can barly reach
u wanna learn a few things then ig we can teach
they try to tell us no
try to shatter all our dreams
but we always get up and go
to bigger better things
we use words to paint pictures, young Picasso's
ya hearing what im layin? ya i thought so
we on the march never waitin on no man
refuse to be distracted by haters and romance
this is the true story type of movie, fandango
strange story cause we wack yo
they got us on top like a halo, a christmas tree angel
our team attack the game from all angels
passin all these haters, just pussycats, bengals
BAM! that just happened
The Poem Poem
Writing non-stop, with a skip and a hop, I know I'll make it to the top. Say whoa! Oh! I'm not going to slow. I write hip-hop, rap, and slam to the jam. I write poems and show 'em to all who are artistically inclined and know my mind.
I can throw rhymes together and over time it's like a song to the ear. I do not smear, I do not slur my words together. I'm better than ever and you can bet I'll get even better than that.
Intrepid I am, and yes, I did just say that, and that's right, I'll never be on the lam. I'm telling the truth, it doesn't take a sleuth to know when I blow out a poem I know how to flow 'em.
I'm crammin' all the time. At school, in the gym, at the pool takin' a swim. What I write comes from the heart, meaningful and tart.
Poems and Proverbs
I can throw rhymes together and over time it's like a song to the ear. I do not smear, I do not slur my words together. I'm better than ever and you can bet I'll get even better than that.
Intrepid I am, and yes, I did just say that, and that's right, I'll never be on the lam. I'm telling the truth, it doesn't take a sleuth to know when I blow out a poem I know how to flow 'em.
I'm crammin' all the time. At school, in the gym, at the pool takin' a swim. What I write comes from the heart, meaningful and tart.
Poems and Proverbs
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Damn Girl Lyrics
Last night I was walking down the street, I met a girl rocking to the beat on her phone. She said she loves to dance, so I, being sly, sing along. We danced all night, till the break of dawn. She said "Alright, take me home boy". Damn girl, you're wearing me out. Damn girl, you're making me shout. Damn girl, the way you move. The way you move, damn. This morning I woke up and love was falling down from the sky. Ring ring there's the phone. She said "Come over baby please, I've been missing you." We danced all night, till the break of dawn. She said alright, you've got's to go home boy. Damn girl, you're wearing me out. Damn girl, you're making me shout. Damn girl, the way you move. The way you move, damn.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Do it for the right reasons (Thank you)
Today I have started my expedition in the world of story telling. My long life dream, slowly being fulfilled. It won't be an easy task, I remind you. This I have learned first hand. Many struggles have been intervening my path along the way. Confidence. Persevere. Writers block. My most loathed nemesis... Whether or not the readers - that would be you, enjoy viewing my work as much as I enjoy composing it.
My ambition to become a novelist, is fueled not only by my obsession to write, but by the response I get from the readers. Knowing even one soul in this world appreciates my work, leaves me gratified. I'm not saying it isn't every writers dream to be well known and fame higher than the heavens. But my purpose is not to reserve a spot for me in the light, but to foretell and embark in a world far more wonderful than our own. To have those who join me in this world, fall in love with it. I'm no master story teller by any means. Don't take this to heart. But that doesn't mean I won't attempt it.
Dreams are either chased, or kept only for dreaming. This is my dream. I chose to pursue it. I have you to thank for that. For keeping me strong when I become weak. For giving me recognition, the insight to do this for the right reasons. That reason, is you.
Saturday, December 17, 2011
We Have Been Found Wanting
On this little marble ball we are spun, and we are strung through the eye of the needle. Waiting to be placed with steady hand, into that little niche that we are destined to fall into. But lo, we fear that place! We tangle and twist, knotting ourselves up, tight and bound. The thread, in our mind, is simply not strong enough to handle the stress, the burden, the strength needed to remain steadfast and true. We have been found wanting!
Certainly it is truth. Many have fallen from the eye, many have been bound too tightly, many slip away from that glorious place of which they were put with such grace. We are of the same string, none of us worthy to cut ourselves away from the bonds of those who came before us.
No, a new thread had to be spun in, intertwined with us, sharing with us, taking our weakness upon itself and making us strong as we aught to be. However invisible, its grasp is felt as strong as a fathers loving hug. To deny it is to be cut off, lost in a midst of mindless wanderings. To accept it is to relinquish every fiber of our being to what has been bound to us. Knowing we will be stretched, pulled, and worn while having faith in that which surrounds us to keep us from being torn.
We have been found wanting, but we will want no more!
Certainly it is truth. Many have fallen from the eye, many have been bound too tightly, many slip away from that glorious place of which they were put with such grace. We are of the same string, none of us worthy to cut ourselves away from the bonds of those who came before us.
No, a new thread had to be spun in, intertwined with us, sharing with us, taking our weakness upon itself and making us strong as we aught to be. However invisible, its grasp is felt as strong as a fathers loving hug. To deny it is to be cut off, lost in a midst of mindless wanderings. To accept it is to relinquish every fiber of our being to what has been bound to us. Knowing we will be stretched, pulled, and worn while having faith in that which surrounds us to keep us from being torn.
We have been found wanting, but we will want no more!
Bold actions
Lately I have been having a collection of concerns beginning to surface. Many of you may be getting a little frustrated with the lack of detail I tend to create for you. My apologies. In time, you will discover the meaning behind it. But for now, you will have to bare with me during the time you are in the dark.
Today I have done something I have not been known to do. I surprised myself by these actions. In a way, I saw a side of me I have not observed in past. I took a leap of faith. Will it be beneficial? Time can only tell.
I am pleased by the bold actions I have taken today. That, I can not withhold truth from. But I am also concerned by them. Was it the right move? What will this bring? Should I have taken a different approach? Sometimes It is better to act without thought, then to scheme multiple tactics. Experience will be the only teacher for that lesson to be acknowledged. With that said, I imagine today will be the ultimate lesson. Let us perceive the outcome.
Today I have done something I have not been known to do. I surprised myself by these actions. In a way, I saw a side of me I have not observed in past. I took a leap of faith. Will it be beneficial? Time can only tell.
I am pleased by the bold actions I have taken today. That, I can not withhold truth from. But I am also concerned by them. Was it the right move? What will this bring? Should I have taken a different approach? Sometimes It is better to act without thought, then to scheme multiple tactics. Experience will be the only teacher for that lesson to be acknowledged. With that said, I imagine today will be the ultimate lesson. Let us perceive the outcome.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
The choice is yours
Are you leaving a legacy? Or just leaving? Now pardon me while I go a little over the top and get right to the point. When you take your last breath on this earth, and you pass on to the after life, and you have to stand before your God, are you going to be proud of your life? Or in tears because you realized you wasted it? Now I told you I wasn't going to pull any punches, this is serious. Your life is serious. You've been blessed with God given talents and skills to improve the quality of your life style, and to improve the quality of others lives. It is such a shame to know that 95% never get the financial freedom necessary to truly live their passionate purpose. Now don't be one of the 95%. Move your self to that top 5 % who really live. Not just survive in this concrete jungle.
Have you ever walked along the beach just right down to where the water rolls up on to the shore? As your foot lifts from the sand you can, for just a moment, see your foot print embedded in the earth. But then, with in a blink of an eye, the sand fills in on itself. Leaving your footprint with no trace. The earth surface is smooth again, as if you hadn't left your foot print there just moments before. Do you want that to be an example of your life? I don't. I want to create something. A legacy. That lives on long after I leave this earth. Carnegie said, and I quote. "I want to spend half my life e massing as much money as I can, and the other half, giving it all away." And that is exactly what he did. He understood the concept, that the purpose of money is merely to trade it for the things that you want and the things that you want to do with your life.
Let me make this perfectly clear. You will never be able to truly live, truly able to enjoy life, truly be able to make a difference, until you achieve celebrity status and financial independence. So the question I have to ask you is. Are you going to leave a legacy? Or just leave?
Have you ever walked along the beach just right down to where the water rolls up on to the shore? As your foot lifts from the sand you can, for just a moment, see your foot print embedded in the earth. But then, with in a blink of an eye, the sand fills in on itself. Leaving your footprint with no trace. The earth surface is smooth again, as if you hadn't left your foot print there just moments before. Do you want that to be an example of your life? I don't. I want to create something. A legacy. That lives on long after I leave this earth. Carnegie said, and I quote. "I want to spend half my life e massing as much money as I can, and the other half, giving it all away." And that is exactly what he did. He understood the concept, that the purpose of money is merely to trade it for the things that you want and the things that you want to do with your life.
Let me make this perfectly clear. You will never be able to truly live, truly able to enjoy life, truly be able to make a difference, until you achieve celebrity status and financial independence. So the question I have to ask you is. Are you going to leave a legacy? Or just leave?
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Make it happen
Everyone has been to the point in their life when you are just not satisfied. Well I've been here on multiple encounters. My most recent one, today. Most of you know the events that have occurred in the past few years of my young life. For those of you who are clueless, strap in, you're about to.
June 30, 2007. Pennsylvania to Texas. That date marks the point in time where my life took a drastic turn. Sometimes I think for the better, sometimes for the worse. I spent my entire childhood in Pennsylvania. It was all I would ever come to know for 16 years. Moving to Texas was not only a broad change in scenery, but also the way of life. I myself, had been changing after time had passed. Again, sometimes I think for the better, sometimes for the worse. I'm not going to go into detail with the changes, (Some things are better left unsaid) but I will tell you this. I would not change a thing.
In every form of transformation I have endured, I have learned something. I would not be the man I have become today if not for these changes. I'm proud of who I have become-so far, we never seize to grow. The most important thing I will walk away with from this, is the insight of knowing what you have before it's gone. That is all the light I will shed on that subject. No sharing stories, no telling you what I've lost. What is there, is what you get. Harsh or not. Some things are better learned in solitary.
Now to the meaning behind the title. When daydreaming, I become surrounded by my thoughts. Almost as if taking to a new world beyond our own-who doesn't? In this time of fool's paradise I found myself staring at my wrist. On my wrist, a bracelet reading "Make It Happen." Then as if waking from a slumber, I realize. How can you put a price on true happiness? Meaning, why do the things you dread doing, when you could put that effort into what you love? The solution. Do what you love to do the most.-Also an accessory I wear for a reminder. And what you read just before this sentence, is exactly what I will do. I encourage you to do the same. Life, it's just to short.
June 30, 2007. Pennsylvania to Texas. That date marks the point in time where my life took a drastic turn. Sometimes I think for the better, sometimes for the worse. I spent my entire childhood in Pennsylvania. It was all I would ever come to know for 16 years. Moving to Texas was not only a broad change in scenery, but also the way of life. I myself, had been changing after time had passed. Again, sometimes I think for the better, sometimes for the worse. I'm not going to go into detail with the changes, (Some things are better left unsaid) but I will tell you this. I would not change a thing.
In every form of transformation I have endured, I have learned something. I would not be the man I have become today if not for these changes. I'm proud of who I have become-so far, we never seize to grow. The most important thing I will walk away with from this, is the insight of knowing what you have before it's gone. That is all the light I will shed on that subject. No sharing stories, no telling you what I've lost. What is there, is what you get. Harsh or not. Some things are better learned in solitary.
Now to the meaning behind the title. When daydreaming, I become surrounded by my thoughts. Almost as if taking to a new world beyond our own-who doesn't? In this time of fool's paradise I found myself staring at my wrist. On my wrist, a bracelet reading "Make It Happen." Then as if waking from a slumber, I realize. How can you put a price on true happiness? Meaning, why do the things you dread doing, when you could put that effort into what you love? The solution. Do what you love to do the most.-Also an accessory I wear for a reminder. And what you read just before this sentence, is exactly what I will do. I encourage you to do the same. Life, it's just to short.
Getting Served
Bro, you straight served me with that post. The one I wrote is not worthy of being the first post. Oh well, all's well that ends well (I know I didn't use that in the correct context, but it's what came to my mind).
I suppose some explaining is due in regards to the title of this blog. Sophomore year, in Mrs. Pervis' english class, Cody and I started coming up for nicknames for everyone in the class. I don't remember most of the ones we came up with, but I do remember ours. I was given the nickname of Pops and Cody got the name Peach, I don't know why we decided on those names, but it's what we came up with.
For me to be able to call Cody Peach, and Cody to be able to call me Pops, and not be worried about any judgement we get from it, we definitely have to be as close as brothers. You hit it on the nose Cody, what we have is brotherhood. Despite him living in Texas and me living in Pennsylvania, we still end up doing and acting the same way without each others knowledge. That's usually something you hear about twins doing, but we're obviously not twins, we're just a lot alike, which is awesome.
Through the life of this blog you can probably expect random conversations back and forth between me and Cody, random stories of our past, and almost most definitely un-comprehensible run-ons that Cody and I end up doing. We will probably end up saying weird things that become sayings, Yes Yes. But also expect really deep posts, and bear with us when we come up with awesome ideas that we end up running headlong into with no thought about what barriers may be in our way.
Please enjoy this blog as much as Cody and I are going to enjoy it. It's going to be a blast.
I suppose some explaining is due in regards to the title of this blog. Sophomore year, in Mrs. Pervis' english class, Cody and I started coming up for nicknames for everyone in the class. I don't remember most of the ones we came up with, but I do remember ours. I was given the nickname of Pops and Cody got the name Peach, I don't know why we decided on those names, but it's what we came up with.
For me to be able to call Cody Peach, and Cody to be able to call me Pops, and not be worried about any judgement we get from it, we definitely have to be as close as brothers. You hit it on the nose Cody, what we have is brotherhood. Despite him living in Texas and me living in Pennsylvania, we still end up doing and acting the same way without each others knowledge. That's usually something you hear about twins doing, but we're obviously not twins, we're just a lot alike, which is awesome.
Through the life of this blog you can probably expect random conversations back and forth between me and Cody, random stories of our past, and almost most definitely un-comprehensible run-ons that Cody and I end up doing. We will probably end up saying weird things that become sayings, Yes Yes. But also expect really deep posts, and bear with us when we come up with awesome ideas that we end up running headlong into with no thought about what barriers may be in our way.
Please enjoy this blog as much as Cody and I are going to enjoy it. It's going to be a blast.
Brothers to the end.
As Drew stated in his post, my name is Cody. Maybe you've heard of me, maybe you have not. That's beside the point. I'm not here to write a biography or tell you my life story. I'm here to express my views and outtakes openly for your entertainment. Not everything I share with you will be agreed with - Which is obvious. With that said, let me begin.
Now I know I stated I'm not here to tell you my life story. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't be filled in on a few minor details. Drew and I go way back. Third grade to be precise. Our interest consist in many of the same material- which is why we have decided to explore co-writing a blog together. To sum things up, our childhoods could be told in one shared story. Some of you may categorize our association as ''Best Friends.'' Which is perfectly fine with me. But to me, there is a point were best friends reaches an advanced level. Brotherhood.
Drew and I both hope you enjoy our rambles and decide to follow us on our journey. We may not know were we will end up, but we do know one thing. This is our passion.
Now I know I stated I'm not here to tell you my life story. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't be filled in on a few minor details. Drew and I go way back. Third grade to be precise. Our interest consist in many of the same material- which is why we have decided to explore co-writing a blog together. To sum things up, our childhoods could be told in one shared story. Some of you may categorize our association as ''Best Friends.'' Which is perfectly fine with me. But to me, there is a point were best friends reaches an advanced level. Brotherhood.
Drew and I both hope you enjoy our rambles and decide to follow us on our journey. We may not know were we will end up, but we do know one thing. This is our passion.
Drew Anderson
Hey guys, I'm Drew, some of you know me. I write for 3 other blogs and on this one I'm writing with my best friend, Cody Blair. We write, and it's what we do, and we do it, writing, 'cause we can. Cody, how about a word from you.
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