Have you guys ever wanted to anesthetize the pain of a world gone wrong? *Hiccup!!!* ....*Belch* ...a few years ago....*belch*....my roommates caught me being impure, Im in debt....I cant buy a house like the rest of my contemporaries *hiccup*......the girl I really want.....SHES MORE THAN 10 YEARS YOUNGER THAN ME!!! *HICCUP*..... HOW WILL I EVER LIVE A LIFE WORTHY......*BUUURRRRPPPPPP*....IVE BEEN SINGLE FOR 14 years......*hiccup*...people keep unfriending me on Facebook.....because of THIS BLOG....*BURP!!!*

freak it! ...........its just one of those days yall.....time to get NOAH-DRUNK Y'ALL!!!!!!
yall know Im like the male Poet counterpart to Taylor Swift....time to wear it all on my sleeve yo!!!!

My Romantic Life, A Modern Day Noah’s Ark: I Am Noah Drunk

* WADDUP NOAH? *BEEELCH* *BURP* *HICCUP!* IM TRYING TO GET TORE UP FROM THE FLOOR UP LIKE YOU DID DAWWWWG! (YOU FEELZ ME SON?)

* Dedicated to RB(3) – and no…I AINT TALKING BOUT NO RUNNING BACK  - TRUST ME!

---------------/My Romantic Life, A Modern Day Noah’s Ark: I Am Noah Drunk

I don’t know where to begin or how to engage

this new world, of romance, of your charm, reclining backwards

on my elbows staring at the sky in a half dazed stupor.

My former dreams are like the dampened mud, a macabre reminder

of strewn huts and heathen families long since washed away,

arid dreams of dust never to return,

because youre 18 and Im 32, a disproportionality that can only be

judged contemptuously wicked.

Before we met I grew fond of adhering to these ideals

now buried beneath the sea, you see I envisioned you axe to bark,

shiny blade to rooted trunk, a construction of boards, slabs, slats

and gopher wood shaped so as to float (on top of all adversity). I figured

you’d be about my height, witty, godly, comely and shapely

sturdy enough to withstand the raining barrage, my passion torrential

like 40 days and nights of cataclysmic down pouring of eagerness -

at first sight we would be mutually smitten. When I took one glance I knew

a storm was coming, peals of thunder piercing ears,

my heart in a tailspin, arms trembling beneath a foreboding black cloud

your face so young, startling like bright lightning across the sky.

Yet I gave myself false comfort boarding my every thought in two pairs

marrying every pessimistic notion with one positive:

she cant be more than 21, but maybe is a really young 23,

she said she’s still in school, but maybe its grad school – two giraffes,

two gazelles,

two burly boars now snorting. 

But now what? The waters of time have receded and mountaintops

of a conscience torn peaks through, the dove of self confidence

that once comforted me wont return,

as she already knows too much. (Her family would go apoplectic)

And presently, there are not many people

to talk to, excuses I made, justifications I postulated betray me

like floating dead bodies eyes open but faces too pallid;

Stumbling from the ark of false hope I made, into a vineyard of fantasy

retreating…conversing with my fears tensely.

What does it matter? I would probably be a bad husband

a few years ago my roommates caught me being impure, and

Im broke nearly destitute from squandering all my money.

Wine, sweet deluding fruit borne of vines, lies

but they are lies Im all too willing to hear.

All will be copacetic, if I just keep drinking

my life away.   

----------------------/Genesis 9:20-27

And Noah began to be an husbandman, and he planted a vineyard: And he drank of the wine, and was drunken; and he was uncovered within his tent. And Ham, the father of Canaan, saw the nakedness of his father, and told his two brethren without. And Shem and Japheth took a garment, and laid it upon both their shoulders, and went backward, and covered the nakedness of their father; and their faces were backward, and they saw not their father's nakedness. And Noah awoke from his wine, and knew what his younger son had done unto him. And he said, Cursed be Canaan; a servant of servants shall he be unto his brethren. And he said, Blessed be the Lord God of Shem; and Canaan shall be his servant. God shall enlarge Japheth, and he shall dwell in the tents of Shem; and Canaan shall be his servant.

Taylor, You Make Me HATE Edomites!!!!! #TAYLORDATETONY

* Dedicated to Taylor Swift.

OH TAYLOR HOW COULD I WATCH THE BILLBOARD MUSIC AWARDS AND NOT FEEL LOVE FOR MOUNT ZION????

-------------------------/Taylor Swift, You Bring Out The Obadiah In Me (AND A HATRED FOR ESAU!!!) #TAYLORDATETONY

Taylor, vile enemies of hopeful romance, the Edomites, are in caves, shameful,

detractors of stunning blonde celebs dating menial blogging men,

labeling me quixotic,

in high clefts of cynical mountain rock, full of bitter jealousy -snickering,

sneers and fiendish scowls of those fated to be forever lonely, 

as Nebuchadnezzar marches.

Stampeding hooves of prudish draconian cavalries crescendo harrowingly

serving as an ominous chorus to any man audacious enough to try dating you:

(sinister Press Corps branding any ambition as pathological stalking)

arrows, short swords and flaming torches threaten to burn

threaten to incinerate levity.

The Babylonian King of public opinion,

the aforementioned disloyal vassals descended from Esau in full collusion,

has seized all optimism from Jerusalem, land of my attraction to you,

splattering blood of the strong men of vivacity, taking captive sympathetic emotions

(to the pursuit of blissful relationships and eventual matrimony)

as women and children to a land far away intending their callous abuse,

so that anonymous and unheralded poets who write Christian poems to you

are never heard from again.  Soldiers hoisting the banner:

TONY LEAVE TAYLOR SWIFT ALONE, 

RESIGN YOURSELF TO A MISERABLE LIFE WITHOUT HER

ride off into the setting sun haughtily self-assured.  

But though I have scabs from sharp blades of failed attempts at dating you,

Imprisoned by chains of dejection, (read my previous #TaylorDateTony posts)

upon mount Zion shall be deliverance

of my treasured desires (to take you out for dinner), and there shall be holiness (of your embrace);

 and the house of Jacob, my zeal for you, shall possess the possessions that were stolen,

buildings razed, livestock sold, as my pride and dignity.

 For the house of Jacob, shall be a fire, and the kiss I have preserved, the house of Joseph,

 a flame.

And the house of Esau, all those “friends” deeming you and I an impossibility, will be stubble,

our intimacy shall kindle in them, and devour them;

and there shall not be any remaining of the house of Esau;

for our love will have spoken it.

When all is said and done my admiration for you is a chosen people,

dreams of you and I together like the sweetest revenge, a revived army encased in smoke

advancing ahead, with unfeeling weaponry.

I will conquer Babylonian naysayers

I will extinguish Edomite “frenemies” of mocking humiliation,

We will prove all doubters ultimately wrong

when Taylor dates Tony.... a victorious reclamation of the land

(#TaylorDateTony)

 [Congrats on your Billboard win Taylor!!! Now celebrate with me : BY DATING ME!!! - 240-413-2616 - CALLZ ME!!!!]

----------------/Obadiah

The vision of Obadiah. Thus saith the Lord God concerning Edom; We have heard a rumour from the Lord, and an ambassador is sent among the heathen, Arise ye, and let us rise up against her in battle. Behold, I have made thee small among the heathen: thou art greatly despised. The pride of thine heart hath deceived thee, thou that dwellest in the clefts of the rock, whose habitation is high; that saith in his heart, Who shall bring me down to the ground? Though thou exalt thyself as the eagle, and though thou set thy nest among the stars, thence will I bring thee down, saith the Lord. If thieves came to thee, if robbers by night, (how art thou cut off!) would they not have stolen till they had enough? if the grapegatherers came to thee, would they not leave some grapes? How are the things of Esau searched out! how are his hidden things sought up! All the men of thy confederacy have brought thee even to the border: the men that were at peace with thee have deceived thee, and prevailed against thee; they that eat thy bread have laid a wound under thee: there is none understanding in him. Shall I not in that day, saith the Lord, even destroy the wise men out of Edom, and understanding out of the mount of Esau? And thy mighty men, O Teman, shall be dismayed, to the end that every one of the mount of Esau may be cut off by slaughter. For thy violence against thy brother Jacob shame shall cover thee, and thou shalt be cut off for ever. In the day that thou stoodest on the other side, in the day that the strangers carried away captive his forces, and foreigners entered into his gates, and cast lots upon Jerusalem, even thou wast as one of them. But thou shouldest not have looked on the day of thy brother in the day that he became a stranger; neither shouldest thou have rejoiced over the children of Judah in the day of their destruction; neither shouldest thou have spoken proudly in the day of distress. Thou shouldest not have entered into the gate of my people in the day of their calamity; yea, thou shouldest not have looked on their affliction in the day of their calamity, nor have laid hands on their substance in the day of their calamity; Neither shouldest thou have stood in the crossway, to cut off those of his that did escape; neither shouldest thou have delivered up those of his that did remain in the day of distress. For the day of the Lord is near upon all the heathen: as thou hast done, it shall be done unto thee: thy reward shall return upon thine own head. For as ye have drunk upon my holy mountain, so shall all the heathen drink continually, yea, they shall drink, and they shall swallow down, and they shall be as though they had not been. But upon mount Zion shall be deliverance, and there shall be holiness; and the house of Jacob shall possess their possessions. And the house of Jacob shall be a fire, and the house of Joseph a flame, and the house of Esau for stubble, and they shall kindle in them, and devour them; and there shall not be any remaining of the house of Esau; for the Lord hath spoken it. And they of the south shall possess the mount of Esau; and they of the plain the Philistines: and they shall possess the fields of Ephraim, and the fields of Samaria: and Benjamin shall possess Gilead. And the captivity of this host of the children of Israel shall possess that of the Canaanites, even unto Zarephath; and the captivity of Jerusalem, which is in Sepharad, shall possess the cities of the south. And saviours shall come up on mount Zion to judge the mount of Esau; and the kingdom shall be the Lord's.

I Am Georgetown University's Failed Savior

 

* dedicated to the attractive girl I saw on May 8, 2013

-------------/Georgetown University's Failed Savior On The Sea of Galilee

N street is like a sea, sidewalks truly a concrete tributary with

overflowing sensuality, leggings and floral short skirts

so Galilean, paired with curve accentuating tops. When girls

walk its as if floating on beguiling high heels, diminutive boats

overwhelming in their charm, nets for eyes and we men just fish.

As I walked to men’s group Bible study

surely I couldnt have gotten in to test the seemingly placid

waters of engaging conversation -to swim

if I did I would have been swept away drowning in passion. So

I just stood on the shore and watched you fish. We made eye contact,

adoring, in that brief moment suspended I imagined you

two brothers Simon and Andrew, sexiness and captivation,

most eligible of my disciples, of my heart.

My neck pulled taut, my lips formed the words “Follow me”

yet we both know fantasy laden intentions and speeches

of hollow silence, winds blown and boats capsized out of frustration.

I wanted to save you from the original sin of gratuitous mentation

a Savior to this pretty girl awaiting a beau

sitting, drifting, with sacred patience   

reciting prophecy. Standing on the banks wiping my eyes

I wished that I was born in Bethlehem,

and could conjure Heaven to earth effortlessly

with a paradisal kiss

but we walked past each other

anonymously unsaved

on Georgetown University’s campus

hoping for a night’s redemption before the morning sunrise

of singleness.  

-------------/Matthew 4:18-22

And Jesus, walking by the sea of Galilee, saw two brethren, Simon called Peter, and Andrew his brother, casting a net into the sea: for they were fishers. And he saith unto them, Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men. And they straightway left their nets, and followed him. And going on from thence, he saw other two brethren, James the son of Zebedee, and John his brother, in a ship with Zebedee their father, mending their nets; and he called them. And they immediately left the ship and their father, and followed him.

The Transfiguration’s Cry; The Words of Jesus, Moses and Elijah

* Dedicated to Drake, Started From The Bottom

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RubBzkZzpUA

[The setting: The summit of Mount Tabor, the Holy Mountain. Scant foliage, the occasional tree and cluster of diminutive bushes, encompasses a prodigious stretch of dirt plain, with small rocks partially embedded in the ground from the recurring travel of pilgrims. Jesus, Moses and Elijah, clothed in resplendently white robes and emanating almost blinding white auras, are suspended in the air approximately forty feet above Peter, James, John and Tony, all huddled together in terror and awe.]

Tony (addressing Peter, James and John): YOOO DUDES!!! WHAT IN THE YOUNG MONEY CREW IS GOING ON HERE????? HOW DA HECK ARE DEEZ BAMMAS FLOATING IN THE AIR LIKE THAT? WHAT IS THIS, SOME BEYONCE AND CHRIS BROWN CONCERT???? YOOOOOO!!!!!

Peter, James and John (staring at Tony quizzically, and with significant umbrage): ……………..what? you idiot. Why are you even here? You aren’t one of the twelve.

Tony: Look bros, I don’t know about yall, but Jesus gives a new meaning to the phrase “getting high!!” GET IT???!!! HA HA HAAAAA!!!! YOU GUYS GET MY PUNCHLINE!!!!! ……(mumbling under his breath) you three stooges…..

Peter (completely ignoring Tony): Lord, it is good for us to be here: if thou wilt, let us make here three tabernacles; one for thee, and one for Moses, and one for Elijah….

Tony (chagrinned): AHEM!!!! ARENT YOU FORGETING SOMEONE???? HELLO!!!! DON’T YOU MEAN FOUR TABERNACLES!!!!???.....besides what idiot would want a tabernacle built right now?????

[Peter issues Tony a cutting glance, but remains silent]

Tony (feigning a fisticuff): YEAH YOU BETTER BE SILENT FOO! SILLY FOO-FOO!!! NOW LET ME TALK TO JESUS WHILE YOU WUSSIES SIT AND TREMBLE!!! (Tony looks upward and addresses the Heavenly Trio)….AYO JESUS!!!! WHAT UP DAWWWWWGGGGGG!!!! CAN YOU PLEASE HAVE RB* FALL IN LOVE WITH ME? EVEN THOUGH SHES YOUNG…SHE BAAAADDDD!!! SHE IS THE GIRL OF MY DREAAM…

[A voice interrupts Tony]

YAHWEH: BEHOLD! THIS IS MY SON, AND THE PROPHET, AND THE LAWGIVER! …..THEY STARTED FROM THE BOTTOM (IN BETHELHEM IN A PUTRID MANGER, IN  WAR TORN ISRAEL, AND IN A BASKET IN EGYPT RESPECTFULLY)….NOW THEY’RE HERE!!!! LISTEN TO THEM!!! THEY DON’T NEED TO DO MUCH EXPLAINING!

Tony (excited and dancing): YUUUUHH!!! AWWWW SHUUCCCKKKSSS YAHWEH!!! – YOU RIGHT SON!!! HOT DIGGITY DAAAANNNNGGGGG!!!! DEY STARTED FROM DA BOTTOM NOW DEY HE—YAHH!!! YUUUHHH!!! STARTED FROM THE BOTTOM NOW THE WHOLE TEAM’S FRIIIIICCKKINNNN HE-YAAAHH!

------------------/The Transfiguration’s Cry; The Words of Jesus, Moses and Elijah

We go from glory to glory, transcend baskets pushed down the Nile,

all alone,

arrows between Israel and Judah callous and indiscriminate

dart just above our nursing mothers, as we reach mistakenly for dung

as food in a filthy manger just inside of Bethlehem.

Treasure in jars of clay striving for perfection in a world fallen.

To sit amongst the stars, but a meager undertaking,

in front of the world brandishing once unfathomable dreams

and through the miraculous before the masses making

them all too fathomable; planting seeds of hope.

We want to show the world we are from dirt, but are not its slaves

nor the Red Sea’s, or Baal’s or Satan’s…armed

only with recalcitrance and unwavering belief in a God

who sleeps not, but only breathes fire for us.

(We smile in adversity’s ghastly face like an altar drenched in water

suddenly set aflame, pale smoke rising)       

On a mountain overlooking the world, scores of the faithful emulating,

this has been our singular vision when we close our eyes, alighting

our often dismally onyx nights, with bloody dreams,

sustaining us like a prophetic worded uttered  

and held fast in our hearts for the sake of our people.

When the past is dark, but your soul is effulgent

your clothes dingy, but the garment of your faith in the future

dazzling,

to those despairing yet hopeful you must shine most brightly.

So we ascend, on Heaven’s canvas painted irradiant

by God

proclaiming the message of liberation against the bleak sky

and black clouds pessimistic, witnessing to impossibility.

Look up; this is the day you shall be set free

if you’d only believe

that our story is your story that through our God who endures,

you will be transfigured too;

one day floating above all your former limitations

(too glorious to be looked upon)    

-----/Matthew 17:1-9

And after six days Jesus taketh Peter, James, and John his brother, and bringeth them up into an high mountain apart, And was transfigured before them: and his face did shine as the sun, and his raiment was white as the light. And, behold, there appeared unto them Moses and Elijah talking with him. Then answered Peter, and said unto Jesus, Lord, it is good for us to be here: if thou wilt, let us make here three tabernacles; one for thee, and one for Moses, and one for Elijah. While he yet spake, behold, a bright cloud overshadowed them: and behold a voice out of the cloud, which said, This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased; hear ye him. And when the disciples heard it, they fell on their face, and were sore afraid. And Jesus came and touched them, and said, Arise, and be not afraid. And when they had lifted up their eyes, they saw no man, save Jesus only. And as they came down from the mountain, Jesus charged them, saying, Tell the vision to no man, until the Son of man be risen again from the dead.

-----------Started From The Bottom Lyrics

[Hook: Drake]
Started from the bottom now we here
Started from the bottom now my whole team f* here
Started from the bottom now we here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here nigga
Started from the bottom now we here
Started from the bottom now my whole team here nigga
Started from the bottom now we here
Started from the bottom now the whole team f* here

[Verse 1: Drake]
I'da kept it real from the jump
Livin' at my mama's house we argue every month
Nigga, I was tryin' to get it on my own
Working all night traffic on the way home
And my Uncle callin' me like where you at?
I gave you the keys told you bring it right back
Nigga, I think it's funny how it goes
Now I'm on the road half a million for a show
And we

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Drake]
Boys tell stories about the man
Say I never struggle wasn't hungry yeah I doubt it nigga
I can turn your boy into the man
There aint really much out here that's poppin' off without us nigga
We just want the credit where it's due
I'ma worry bout me give a f* about you
Nigga, just a reminder to myself
I wear every single chain even when I'm in the house
Cause we
Started from the bottom now we here
Started from the bottom now my whole team f* here
Started from the bottom now we here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here nigga

[Bridge: Drake]
No new niggas nigga we don't feel that
F* a fake friend where your real friends at?
We don't like to do too much explaining
Story stayed the same I never changed it
No new niggas nigga we don't feel that
F* a fake friend where your real friends at?
We don't like to do too much explaining
Story stayed the same through the money and the fame
Cause we

[Hook]

 

The ChristLife Betrayal, The Potter's Field of My Heart

WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! HEY YALL!!! :) :( :/ I feel like Noah, drunk in the aftermath of his former world, all he ever knew, destroyed by flooding. You hear that guys? Doesn’t that sound like serenity? Like calm? Savor it, because after reading my next post it shall surely sprout wings, and fly away swiftly! Marching lockstep in the distance, a crescendo of the sandals of romantic calamity approaches, threatens. This is the end of it all….the day…the night….I bare my soul TO THE GIRL WHO HAS STOLEN MY HEART! SATAN!!! GET OVER HERE AND HELP ME!!!! I AM JUDAS TONIGHT….tonight I take my chance of normalcy, of civility into the potter’s field….

* dedicated to RB

* Satan to you I deliver my desire for the destruction of the status quo – RB must know how I feel, no matter the etiquette or decorum

----------------/The ChristLife Betrayal, The Potter's Field of My Heart

I have a bag of money in my hands like my heart

forty silver pieces, of dreams Ive stolen of us together kissing,

hugging unbeknownst to the other disciples of ChristLife surrounding me,

this passion like candles burning on the table of their last supper

singing songs serenading their own obliviousness, never suspecting that I’ve fallen for you

I sneak off into the night

of secret machinations.  I don’t know where Im going just,

haunting whispers, that a fourteen year age gap is more than plausible

sweat of anxiety profuse, my face glistening underneath the moon

pleading:

“Tony never turn back.” The temple of ultimatums: chief priests of attraction Pharisees

of emotions, palpitating, watching intently, intensely hopeful for betrayal.

They want blood of social decorum, crucifixion for the Savior

of all decency and seemliness, and precedence in romance.

RB* I will lead a band of men to what is expected of you

and me, swords and torches burn with smoke of impetuousness,

savage men full of insecurity, adrenaline, to forcefully seize

all that you thought you knew, and all that you will ever know of me.   

I betray your generation with a kiss –

bemused that a thirty two year old is no longer a “friend”

snatching away conventionality as a bearded man

that calls God his Father, left behind in Gethsemane trembling

for eros love not filial.

If only I could have been born on February 12, 1991

I wouldn’t have to hurl this pouch of regret, these silver pieces as a curse, scattered,

before my unyielding, yet callous fascination like scribes and Sadducees.

I want to marry an eighteen year old girl, my body shivering involuntarily

in the potter’s field

this poem is a rope hanging all my sense and sensibility,

an only escape for the most improbable of propositions;

my entrails spilling out on the wheat and tares beneath my feet dangling

bleeding prodigiously from the nose and mouth

my last words – I wish I was eighteen too

------------/Matthew 27:2-8

And when they had bound him, they led him away, and delivered him to Pontius Pilate the governor. Then Judas, which had betrayed him, when he saw that he was condemned, repented himself, and brought again the thirty pieces of silver to the chief priests and elders, Saying, I have sinned in that I have betrayed the innocent blood. And they said, What is that to us? see thou to that. And he cast down the pieces of silver in the temple, and departed, and went and hanged himself. And the chief priests took the silver pieces, and said, It is not lawful for to put them into the treasury, because it is the price of blood. And they took counsel, and bought with them the potter's field, to bury strangers in. Wherefore that field was called, The field of blood, unto this day.

----------1 Corinthians 5:1-5

It is reported commonly that there is fornication among you, and such fornication as is not so much as named among the Gentiles, that one should have his father's wife. And ye are puffed up, and have not rather mourned, that he that hath done this deed might be taken away from among you. For I verily, as absent in body, but present in spirit, have judged already, as though I were present, concerning him that hath so done this deed, In the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, when ye are gathered together, and my spirit, with the power of our Lord Jesus Christ, To deliver such an one unto Satan for the destruction of the flesh, that the spirit may be saved in the day of the Lord Jesus.