Flower Power

Sexy Beast!

Today has been the best day ever. Today, inspired by you, I got on a plane and came to Hawaii. YOU LIGHT UP MY LIFE πŸ˜‚πŸ™ŒπŸΌβœ¨βœ¨βœ¨βœ¨βœ¨βœ¨βœ¨βœ¨βœ¨βœ¨βœ¨βœ¨βœ¨βœ¨

Thanks to you I saw my first Hawaiian sunset! Mahalo Mr. Mathers. ✨✨✨✨✨

It was amazing.

This is how I felt yesterday:

This is how I feel right now:

Ooh La la I am so excited to see you perform on Friday. The lady Concierge here at the Wyndham Marina Resort at Ilikai is taking her two sons to see you! It’s her older son’s birthday on Friday! She is a very cool mom, don’t you think?

You know what I think? I think you are the sexiest man who has ever lived.

Yup!

This is you —-> πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

Yup!

Aloha!

Langston Hughes: Beaumont to Detroit (1943)

                  Looky here, America
                  What you done done —
                   Let things drift
                   Until the riots come
                   Now your policemen
                   Let the mobs run free.
                   I reckon you don’t care
                   Nothing about me.
                   You tell me that hitler 
                   Is a mighty bad man. 
                   I guess he took lessons 
                   From the ku klux klan. 
                   You tell me mussolini’s 
                   Got an evil heart. 
                   Well, it mus-a been in Beaumont 
                  That he had his start — 
                   Cause everything that hitler 
                   And mussolini do 
                   Negroes get the same 
                   Treatment from you 
                   You jim crowed me 
                   Before hitler rose to power — 
                   And you’re still jim crowing me 
                   Right now, this very hour. 
                   Yet you say we’re fightin 
                   For democracy. 
                   Then why don’t democracy 
                   Include me? 
                   I ask you this question 
                   Cause I want to know 
                   How long I got to fight 
                   BOTH HITLER — AND JIM CROW.

#HappyBirthday #LangstonHughes #MoriorInvictus

1,062 Times

This instagram account captures every time I wanted to share something with you, some piece of me, some hope, some beautiful piece of music, some inspiring piece of art, some relevant sentiment, some majestic sunrise, something to tell you how inspiring you are to me, something to acknowledge how much goodness I feel you deserve. It also captures the few (far and between) times when I felt shattered and broken and magic intervened to remind me how much goodness I deserve. It is an unusual accounting process for intangible things but I hope if you ever stumble upon this library of love notes you will feel (as of today’s inventory at this precise moment) 1,062 lovely things I think of when I think of you.

What’Choo Lookin’ At?

β€œI am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.”
― Anais Nin

The Couple Upstairs

The couple upstairs is fighting again. All they do is fight. Every day another stupid fight. They are fighting right now. They will fight again later. They will fight again tomorrow. They fight the loudest when they come back from vacation. I am sure they fight on vacation too. They smile in the pictures though. They yell at each other before work and yell at each other after work. He yells more. She yells back. It seems like hell. I am glad to be alone and single if that’s considered love.

Oh, I love my cute apartment and garden but it seems way too expensive when I calculate the psychological cost of being exposed to the sound of them.

#mood

Candy Heart Attack 4 U

THE AWAKENING

In the early dawn of happiness
you gave me three kisses
so that I would wake up
to this moment of love

I tried to remember in my heart
what I’d dreamt about
during the night
before I became aware
of this moving
of life

I found my dreams
but the moon took me away
It lifted me up to the firmament
and suspended me there
I saw how my heart had fallen
on your path
singing a song

Between my love and my heart
things were happening which
slowly slowly
made me recall everything

You amuse me with your touch
although I can’t see your hands.
You have kissed me with tenderness
although I haven’t seen your lips
You are hidden from me.

But it is you who keeps me alive

Perhaps the time will come
when you will tire of kisses
I shall be happy
even for insults from you
I only ask that you
keep some attention on me.

-Rumi

#Kamikaze #MoriorInvictus #Dreamscape

Dreamy Fun

Sexy Beast! I am back home in Queens. Mighty Prince Savage Machismo is here too. The hotel let me take him, so the cops can’t bust me for kidnapping him. πŸ˜‚

When is the last time I told you that you are so sexy, gorgeous, hot!? Yes! I am in a better mood today because I had the best dream last night and even though it was just a dream it was awesome. This is how it made me feel when I woke up:

Backstory: One of the reasons I have smoked pot on and off for so many years is because I’ve had very chronic nightmares since I was little, based usually on shit from my childhood, and I noticed that when I smoke pot I don’t dream, or at least I don’t remember that I dreamed, so I like to smoke before bed for that reason, to stop me from dreaming and risking the nightmares. But because I didn’t smoke yesterday I had a very vivid dream last night, a very good dream and you were the star.

First I want to tell you about a dream I had last March. I knew I needed to lose weight and I was being an illogical asshole and eating a bagel every morning when I got to work. And one night I had a dream that I was in the kitchen at work making a bagel and you walked into the kitchen wearing the exact same outfit you were wearing in this dream! and you had the most adorable smile on your face because you just caught my fat ass making a bagel that I should not have been eating. And I looked at you like, “Hi, I am so busted!” You came around the counter smiling sweetly and shaking your head and you hugged me and kissed me! And I woke up. Because of that dream I started working out immediately πŸ€£πŸ˜‚πŸ€£πŸ˜‚ and I have lost a lot of weight since then. Thanks, Dreamy.

Last night I dreamt that it was some kind of art show and a door slid open and you came through and as soon as you saw me you started dancing at me and I started dancing back at you and everyone was clapping as we had a dance off toward the stage. You went up on the stage and I lifted both of my arms up to cheer for you and you grabbed both of my wrists and in one movement you pulled me up with you, face to face. I could feel your hands in the dream so clearly, every finger was so strong, and I felt the wind as you lifted me up, like I only weighed a feather. The crowd gasped and cheered at how strong you were to lift me up that way. Then they challenged us as if to see if I really trust you and to see if you really care about what happens to me. The crowd parted and you jumped down off the stage and walked back really far and opened your arms for me to stage dive into them. I was thinking, “does he really think I can jump that far? …I guess he wouldn’t have stood that far away if he doesn’t think I can reach him.” And I felt so thrilled and excited for this “test” I can still feel how I smiled and leapt with all of my strength and speed and landed right in your arms like a missile. And you grabbed me so tightly against you to make sure you had me that we started falling backward in perpetual motion, but you refused to fall, You refused! But the momentum was too much and you leaned back and back and backwards squeezing me against you, until we were almost totally arched upside down together . Then you looked at me with the most hilarious smiling face, as if to say, “I guess we are falling.” And then we both just twisted our bodies together and tipped over onto our sides wrapped around each other and the crowd cheered! It was πŸ˜‚ and 😍 and so vivid and real!

The dance-off was inspired by a video I saw of you dancing on Instagram yesterday before I went to sleep. You are a really, really, really good dancer. I have some pretty good moves myself. πŸ”₯ lemme tell you a true story. One time, my dance moves made a young man explode, fully clothed, on a crowded dance floor. Yes, I am bragging. πŸ˜‚ But what the hell am I going to do now? The only man I want to dance with is you and now that I know how good your moves are… ay yi yi…

When is the last time I told you that you are the hottest, sexiest, dreamiest, man alive?

Oh, I hope you come to my dreams again tonight to dance with me.

Pretty please…

#SexyBeast #Dreamscape