Blog Name & Description

Welcome to my blog!

Here you'll find my thoughts and experiences on life, poetry, topics centered on faith, health and anything else pressed upon me to speak about. All my work is original.

My aim is to create a platform for freedom of thought. Thoughts that initiate a change which becomes an action and after that a way of life. Thinking costs you nothing, not thinking can cost you everything.

Thanks for the support!

Much love,

- J

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Argyle's Disposition


Comforting, more than a baby’s blanket or bottle, but it hurts more than a severely twisted ankle that forces you to hobble.


Each edge of the diamond illustrates a snippet of the inspiration of my penmanship, still somewhat of what I’m trying to say gets lost in translation.


The viewers may not like me or think that I’m cold, or too serious, but when I was “Becoming Hardened” I became mentally firm due to what I was going to experience. On either side I’m wrong, I joke too much or I need to lighten up for a period that’s long, problem is my nose is good so I smell the same shit, that’s why it seems I’m singing the same song.


What you want…?


Me to contort or constrict, be what you want me to be, opposite of that Army shit. Well I won’t, never will, so let’s make a deal, you don’t judge me & I’ll continue to keep it real. Either way I’ll do the latter & continually rise & shine, new day dawning, but if you ask me, rain is on my mind. “Those who don’t like the rain have never danced in it.” A bumper sticker told me that, now I’m stuck to this girl with a nice size bump & I definitely dig that.


Call me a remote control in the way I channel my pain differently every time, the pens click has me on another mental station every time I rhyme. Whether it’s a hoodie, nice shirt with a fitted or what I’m the king of, argyle…I make the ladies sonicboom when I flash my smile, but ignore my style, cuz I’m not braggadocios, nor when I dress up is there anyone I’m trying to impress. 4 ways to get it, how you want it? I’m ready, set… if you’re amazed great! But I still haven’t really started writing yet, the only sweater argyle, I’m so cool in I don’t break a sweat…


What you know about it???


**Fueled by passion, driven by pain before I die the world will know my name**

- JioVanni

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Ghostwriting...What's In My Mind


Ok...

Just cuz I'm not writing, doesn't mean I'm not writing.

The visual absence of a fire does not equal that I'm not igniting.

Ok, no pen & paper have been used in a lil' minute, does that mean that the talent is gone, I gotta hang it up, I'm finished?

No...

When you write you tangibly connect to what was in your brain, it's also your innermost consciousness that needs to be rearranged.

Spending all that time forcing it to come out will only lead to pain, like swallowing something in the middle of a hiccup.

Trouble is when you force it in your mind you rustle the papers too much giving yourself a neural induced papercut.

What?

Still don't understand, maybe it's because you're forcing your hand.

I know, I know, "Why is he talking to me, I don't write." I beg to differ when every second of your life is a page that you should ignite.

Life is a stage, many roles for many scenes, sad outcome like Hi-Tek's "Josephine".

A brief hiatus makes the people wonder if you ran out, then when you come back they gotta deal with their own shit like there's no toilet paper in the house.

Don't indulge negativity, just give em a thumbs up, it'll violate their security & they'll know what's what.

The second line was a paradoxical statement, more confusing than a fat boy who ate all his sweets & is now mad cuz he's wondering where his cake went.

Hopefully you understand that you don't need to write to write, just believe you can & we'll all write...

**Fueled by passion, driven by pain before I die the world will know my name**

- JioVanni

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Sugar Cookies


Yea...

Calories = 120
Sodium = 110mg


This mean I'll get fat & bloated real fast. They taste SO good but too much of a good thing makes one's stomach bubbly, like the hungover guy the next morning who realizes the girl is ugly.


Have a laugh about it... haha... Now let's do it again, Sugar Cookies give you a heavy feeling as the goggles are put on again. What is it that you don't want to see in them that makes you drink them pretty? Do you want to act only on urges so you could never let them get in your mind so you can think of them really?


Too bad this time you sugar cookie'd the wrong girl, she could give a damn about a one night stand she really liked you & now her feelings are hurt, she thought you were so sweet, but now you're her sugar cookie jerk. Tires slashed, pipe is filled, car is play in the key of f because you want to fuck her up for what she did, not realizing it was your sugar rush that made her act with such adrenaline.


This incident passes & from now on you try to think fast, it's just too bad that so much sugar cookie consumption has you on that downhill crash.


You got that new iPhone? What!? Ok, I see you! Converted it like an AVI file so you can fit into the screen of the people. Sugar cookies got you again, you consumed too many & now your wallet's in pain, it's cool though cuz you can watch The Boondocks everywhere you go mayne.


What about your main? Yes the woman you treat as "wifey", a bullshit title that's she's dumb enough to consider liking. You can't be like a wife, you're either it or you're not, not that it matters cuz I mean the police have convicted people without having the victim look @ a mugshot. She stays since she's loyal & she believes you'll change, you're seasoned as MJ was @ the fadeaway, but she wants you to change like the latter, too bad that when the difficulty gets tough you'll go back to what works for you again.


That phone of your's has no warranty, know why? Cuz they make it faulty in some way so you'll buy another, see? The way they build you up with their sugar cookie promises, but let you down so brutally like a dog who does ALL the tricks but gets no snausages.


Arriving home you find a note from wifey that says she's left...


Tired of the girls, the showing off & lack of attention, she's off to pursue her dreams & leave you in the same situation. She wants to be a paramedic...


You sit on the couch & crack open the box again...still ignorant...


People, she left cuz she was diabetic...


**Fueled by passion, driven by pain before I die the world will know my name**

- JioVanni

While You Were Sleeping...



Wats good people? I hope all is well with you, health, finances, family, the whole nine...

Just wanted to make you all aware of two incidents that happened recently.

The first concerns Dallas Cowboys superstar wide receiver Terrell Owens. The lady conducting the conversation was speaking on the impact of T.O. being hurt and how it would affect the team's effectiveness on the field. They took calls to get fan's perspective on the matter, you'll know the rest...

T.O. Incident:
http://realtalkny.rawkus.com/2008/01/topic/topic/stop-the-madness/stop-the-madness-to-called-a-nigger-on-fox-news-by-a-caller/

This incident concerns a statement made by a female golf anchor on live TV yet again...The topic is Tiger Woods and his age. They raised the question whether the young golfers would be better than him since he has been golfing a long time. As usual something goes very wrong, listen for yourself...

Tiger Woods Incident:
http://realtalkny.rawkus.com/2008/01/topic/topic/stop-the-madness/stop-the-madness-golf-anchor-says-tiger-woods-should-be-lynched/


Is this acceptable in 2008? Or really does it not matter what year it is for this kind of crap to occur?

Hit me back with your responses...

**Fueled by passion, driven by pain before I die the world will know my name**

- JioVanni

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

Definitions...



Black:

1. characterized by absence of light; enveloped in darkness: a black night.

2. soiled or stained with dirt: That shirt was black within an hour.

3. gloomy; pessimistic; dismal: a black outlook.

4. deliberately; harmful; inexcusable: a black lie.

5. boding ill; sullen or hostile; threatening: black words; black looks.

6. without any moral quality or goodness; evil; wicked: His black heart has concocted yet another black deed.

7. indicating censure, disgrace, or liability to punishment: a black mark on one's record.

8. marked by disaster or misfortune: black areas of drought; Black Friday.

9. illegal or underground: The black economy pays no taxes.

10. deliberately false or intentionally misleading: black propaganda.

Synonyms:

1. dark, dusky; sooty, inky; swart, swarthy; sable, ebony. 4. dirty, dingy. 5. sad, depressing, somber, doleful, mournful, funereal. 7. disastrous, calamitous. 9. sinful, inhuman, fiendish, devilish, infernal, monstrous; atrocious, horrible; nefarious, treacherous, traitorous, villainous.


White:

1. of the color of pure snow, of the margins of this page, etc.; reflecting nearly all the rays of sunlight or a similar light.

2. Slang. decent, honorable, or dependable: That's very white of you.

3. auspicious or fortunate.

4. morally pure; innocent.

5. without malice; harmless: white magic.


Synonyms:

Caucasian, achromatic, achromic, alabaster, ashen, blanched, bleached, bloodless, chalky, clear, fair, frosted, ghastly, gray, hoary, immaculate, ivory, light, milky, neutral, pallid, pasty, pearly, pure, silver, silvery, snowy, spotless, stainless, transparent, unblemished, unsullied, wan, waxen....

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Jesus' description according to Revelations, Chapter 1:14-15

Revelation 1:14-15:

His head and hair were white like wool, as white as snow, and his eyes were like blazing fire. His feet were like bronze glowing in a furnace, and his voice was like the sound of rushing waters.

Fueled by passion, driven by pain before I die the world will know my name**

- JioVanni