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Confessions Of A...
14 years ago
Dear broken heart,
I'm sorry I gave you away so many times for you to get hurt.
I'm sorry I ignored my head and kept putting you first.
I'm sorry I've probably tarnished you for life.
And I'm sorry that it’s always you who pays the price.
I'm sorry I don't learn from my mistakes.
I'm sorry that my actions bring you heartache.
I'm sorry that they were never “the one”.
And I'm sorry that I'm never happy on my own.
I'm sorry that I am the cause for this pain.
And I'm sorry that I will do it again.
But most of all, I'm sorry that you are stuck with me for the rest of my life.
I fear we will never meet true love and so I'm sorry that forever in two pieces you will remain.
By Unepetitemoi
Over the past year or so, speculation that Jay-Z and others are in fact members of the illuminati and devil worshippers have spread across the internet like wildfire. All of his lyrics have been scrutinised and every handshake and diamond sign he has made has been interpreted to be a trick to pull the world into believing in Satan.
To me a lot of these theories are as far-fetched as shit from china, not because they may be entirely wrong but I believe they lack importance, we shall get onto this in a minute.
However, even I cannot deny that some of the Jigga man's words and self-declaration of being god are rather strange, to Christians, devout or otherwise I suppose that such words are a sin and for this he is an ungodly man. But, to those Christians that do judge him, are you all not committing sins yourself by casting stones, when I am sure most of you are not without sin. I mean I am no bible reader so I may be wrong, but, I am pretty sure that nobody should be judged because they themselves are not God and this should be left to him.
What is more, it strikes me as pretty ironic that people including other rappers will pull his lyrics apart and say look here and here, he is claiming that he is this and that so he is definitely part of this NWO. I find this ironic because, I think a lot of these same people that do this with the lyrics of Jay-Z & Kanye and Rihanna, would then be quick to claim that those people who blame hip-hop etc for the gun crime, knife crime, the degrading of women and everything else which is wrong with the youth of today (and particularly within "black society") are in fact wrong and not looking at the bigger picture. Surely if people fully take Jay-Z's lyrics to heart then, they should criticise any rapper who talks about any of the above for the way our youth appear to have totally lost their way or would this just be to pedantic?
Furthermore, what I have found about a lot of the people who will preach that these hip hop stars are part of the illuminati, is that they then won't see that if this whole thing is true, it is bigger than music performers and everybody's favourite politician Mr Barack Obama is part of them as well.
Anyway, the real reason why I don't look too much into the whole Jay-Z/Musicians being part of some occult is because, I believe that there are far more important issues going on in the world and that people should never allow things such as music to make up their minds for them. At times it seems that people would rather youtube videos about celebrities and then preach about them worshipping the devil than focus on real issues. Slavery still exists in out world, humans are not given their basic rights in many different countries, the death penalty is still carried out in what is supposed to be one of the most civilised countries in the world, yet, the people who carry out these inhumane abuses are never considered to be part of any evil devil worshipping occult.
Why is it, that we are so quick to vilify people that WE make stars?
(All videos on Jay-Z etc being a devil worshipper/free mason can be found on youtube!..look into the history of the freemasons and devil worshippers and what it actually means, then you make up your mind and decide whether its really that important at all)
So, 2009 has been and gone, it really feels like the year did a Usain Bolt on us. 2008 seemed to merge into 2009 and the end of 2009 rapidly approached and has left everything in a blur, now this might be because in my tender old age of 22 I sadly merge events together, others will be more negative and say that my alcohol fuelled days at the UEA (University of East Anglia) were never actually a good thing.
We idolise these people (rightly or wrongly) because of how they entertain us, we revere them because their lives seem so much better than ours and we like to see them fall just to reassure ourselves that our lives aren’t all that bad. In an age where everybody appears to want to get rich quick, where shows like Big Brother and such help people with next to no talent achieve fame and riches is it really any surprise that such a big deal is made out of celebrity deaths?
Unfinished part 2 -
Dear Ms Perfection..
I write this, not in the hope that I shall one day find you, or that you even exist. It’s more like a memoir to me, a reminder of all the ridiculous things that I hope I shall find in some angel slash goddess of a woman, when I am nowhere near a god of a man, I mean a few tweaks and I will almost be perfect, but even I have not achieved such a status, yet.
No, I write this because, I find it funny, no, hilarious that we all on the surface seek perfection in our partners, we could list what turns us on and what turns us off the opposite sex within a matter minutes. Females could rattle of lists of material things that they expect their men to provide them and Males could scrawl down physical attributes they desire in a woman, unless that is, you’re a pedant, much like me :) .
We do all these things, yet, by no means are any of us perfect, I mean there is the odd female the Sanaa Lathans, Shakira’s and Thandie Newton’s of the world, who ooze sexiness, intelligence, class and money.. (and females I am sure you have your own list), but these angels have been put earth to tease us and fool us into thinking there are divine individuals who roam the earth for each and every one of us. The media has manipulated our thoughts and movies have distorted our fantasies, led us to believe that perfection is as to achieve as a female bar-tender sleeping with Tiger Woods.
I write this, not in the hope that I shall one day find you, or that you even exist. It’s more like a memoir to me, a reminder of all the ridiculous things that I hope I shall find in some angel slash goddess of a woman, when I am nowhere near a god of a man, I mean a few tweaks and I will almost be perfect, but even I have not achieved such a status, yet.
No, I write this because, I find it funny, no, hilarious that we all on the surface seek perfection in our partners, we could list what turns us on and what turns us off the opposite sex within a matter minutes. Females could rattle of lists of material things that they expect their men to provide them and Males could scrawl down physical attributes they desire in a woman, unless that is, you’re a pedant, much like me :) .
We do all these things, yet, by no means are any of us perfect, I mean there is the odd female the Sanaa Lathans, Shakira’s and Thandie Newton’s of the world, who ooze sexiness, intelligence, class and money.. (and females I am sure you have your own list), but these angels have been put earth to tease us and fool us into thinking there are divine individuals who roam the earth for each and every one of us. The media has manipulated our thoughts and movies have distorted our fantasies, led us to believe that perfection is as to achieve as a female bar-tender sleeping with Tiger Woods.
TBC...
I write a lot of things that I never finish, this happens for a lot of different reasons but I thought I would post this one up. I may finish it at some point.
Dear Ms Perfection,
You see in my dreams you are clear, the understanding we have is almost telepathic, words are not needed for us to express our anger, joy, sorrow or love that we share for each other. Words would do an injustice to the bond we shared, if any foolish poet tried to lay our love down on paper, he would fail. If any director tried to show our connection in a film, he would be lost, not knowing how to portray such uniqueness, he would totally and utterly baffled as to whether or not his audience would get it and this would be the problem. You see our bond is not for an audience to merely “get”, to outsiders it’s as if we speak Martian or act in Charlie Chaplin movies, they believe we are so backwards when in truth they just don’t understand. And it’s because they don’t understand that they criticise, and the more they criticise the more we embrace.
We laugh when others cry and when others smile we never wonder why, to focused on each other to care how others act. And it’s not even like we suffocate each other, you know like those other silly lovers do. Our love isn’t tragic like one of those Shakespeare plays and it’s hardly conventional nope we do it our own way. Perfection isn’t real but if it was they would put a picture of me and you together.
You see in my dreams you are clear, the understanding we have is almost telepathic, words are not needed for us to express our anger, joy, sorrow or love that we share for each other. Words would do an injustice to the bond we shared, if any foolish poet tried to lay our love down on paper, he would fail. If any director tried to show our connection in a film, he would be lost, not knowing how to portray such uniqueness, he would totally and utterly baffled as to whether or not his audience would get it and this would be the problem. You see our bond is not for an audience to merely “get”, to outsiders it’s as if we speak Martian or act in Charlie Chaplin movies, they believe we are so backwards when in truth they just don’t understand. And it’s because they don’t understand that they criticise, and the more they criticise the more we embrace.
We laugh when others cry and when others smile we never wonder why, to focused on each other to care how others act. And it’s not even like we suffocate each other, you know like those other silly lovers do. Our love isn’t tragic like one of those Shakespeare plays and it’s hardly conventional nope we do it our own way. Perfection isn’t real but if it was they would put a picture of me and you together.
The Jigga man has released another video from BP3, this time its the final track on the album featuring London's very own Mr Hudson. A black and White number just like Empire State of Mind (do him and B have the same directors), its plain, but its Jay, so say no more.
Second Video of the day is from Corinne Bailey Rae, I wonder where on earth she has been?!?
Anyway, she is back with her new single. Hopefully her new album will be as good as her last. Her hair is SEXY!...(Understated sexiness ftw ladies)
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