tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38235112011-04-21T18:12:33.300-07:00TherapyMikenoreply@blogger.comBlogger321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-1115867425108891452005-05-11T19:55:00.000-07:002005-05-11T20:10:25.120-07:00

Where did April go? Anyway finished with my second semester of library school and its time to move on to the summer session. What's been going on? Well in terms of merchandise I purchased an Xbox which was long overdue, an ipod mini which was long overdue and some clothes which unfortunately was also long overdue. In terms of movies I saw Kingdom of Heaven which was ok, not as violent as I was

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-1111907911014050012005-03-26T22:58:00.000-08:002005-03-26T23:18:31.016-08:00

The following movies were:Guess who: goodPacifer: not for the matureHitch: good, saw it for the chicksSideways: hilariousCloser: disturbing, saw it for natalieRented:Elf: funny, how can it not be, Will is a dumbassThe Incredibles: incredibleTerminal: horribleThe following music is:The Massacre: hotThe One: doble calienteThe Beekeeper: has a good buzzThe Documentary: the feverSee you next month.

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-1108358198526045702005-02-13T20:43:00.000-08:002005-02-13T21:16:38.526-08:00

Someday blogging will take over the world, if it hasn't already. I can't act like I haven't posted in a while but this is a new year and I kind of miss this stuff. So here's the update: I'm trying to be a librarian but there's a good chance I'll fail in this endeavor. I think I'll fail because truthfully I have no idea what I'm doing. Still living in a boring city that i'm learning to love and

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-1080608653626631782004-03-29T17:04:00.000-08:002004-03-29T17:07:43.653-08:00

I’m trackless telling people I’m doing my taxes graduated magna dum laude COLLEGE, won’t go back to it rochester’s tight kind of stuck in it lubricate my mind on this spot can’t commit to this haven’t blogged for a while may not come back to this tried to do an album but I’m a procrastinator can’t even stick to a rhyme scheme I give up see you later

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-1063986737531650302003-09-19T08:52:00.000-07:002003-09-19T08:55:34.926-07:00

Track 4 (obsession (Calvin Klein)) A mint of desire It was all a dream I wish, but it was all a scheme In life it’s just another scene Cupid shot me in my eyes It was like the brightest gleam Saw a beauty I had never seen This naked baby is mean Motto of the day: If it ain't a sin, why not? Just torture for a man Weary of love Incapable of doing What I want to be capable of Not the whitest

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-1063745331742957162003-09-16T13:41:00.000-07:002003-09-16T13:48:51.326-07:00

Track 3 ( Histories mystery) Lost on Roanoke I remember…. When we docked On land as plain as the sea You leaping to your home… those smiles you made at me We were making our beginning With an abandoned frame Weary natives gave us help But we betrayed them still the same Feeling happy, feeling hope Everytime I saw you playing Holding you was my joy Amidst all the complaining I wanted to be

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-1059930661936581482003-08-03T10:11:00.000-07:002003-08-03T10:11:56.726-07:00

Track 2(Revelation) Old soul Weak heart, a slow flow Young blood, a strong glow I’m a low beat, an old soul with nowhere to go Wild nights as lights melt Looking and lost, how I’ve felt Ways to erupt, I halt but it’s never my fault Idle hands, eager fingers I travel, still lingers… My essence, still quivers like the deep of rivers Our purpose, who knows Our wisdom, it shows We are low

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-956773452003-06-14T21:26:00.000-07:002003-06-14T21:27:39.000-07:00

Cause Love Is There Sometimes I just wanna touch that sh.. Naw, for real just wanna choke that sh.. Make her mind blow Provoke that sh.. Till her mouth go, “stroke that sh..” Add some lotion, soak that sh.. All excited that’s how I awoke that sh.. Tough interior, rubbed that sh.. Without a glove, screaming “control that sh..” Wanked that sh.., had to spank that sh.. Pulled at it, damn it stank,

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-937199782003-05-03T14:29:00.000-07:002003-05-03T14:29:00.080-07:00

Don't call this a comeback, I'm still gonna be away for a while. Still busy, school is still trying to take me out. Gotta ask the shy-guy(aka marathonman) about that new ipod, it actually looks pretty good. Where can a person get that thing and what else, besides mp3's, can it do. Let me know. Here's a situation for whoever's watching. Let's say a couple of friends, long time friends, stole from

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-936781632003-05-02T16:26:00.000-07:002003-05-02T16:26:32.606-07:00

I put a bid on my soul for a nifty price and if the devil keeps in touch Soon I'll be living nice Still trying to graduate. Only 30 more years to the countdown. Hey Satan, holla if ya hear me.

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-901441162003-03-04T16:45:00.000-08:002003-03-04T16:45:51.513-08:00

Just trying to graduate, just trying to graduate. Still alive, just trying to graduate.

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-886133352003-02-05T14:37:00.000-08:002003-02-05T14:37:52.830-08:00

Assimilate me Lie in my ear Articulately Tell me my fears

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-886131522003-02-05T14:34:00.000-08:002003-02-05T14:34:24.000-08:00

Philadelphia (1720 to 1840) Racist ideas reach potential students Seemed suprised but they already knew this Pride and nationalism destroys each town Exports and Imports can't be found My children teach employment and I'm dependant Clap hands in war but after.... your offended Thoughts of home, you can never go back especially when they tell you, " YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK" From what you have

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-885142652003-02-03T20:54:00.000-08:002003-02-03T20:55:05.000-08:00

I am on the edge of thought. No longer myself. Kin to chaos and an ally of nothing An Ode to Boredom Dawning on the twins The Body always wins Senses dulled an blurred Imagination spins Blacking out....... ....senses in attack the way i've felt, the past yet attention is still lacked feeling strangely fine until it all rewinds noises melt away blacking out.........

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-868393702003-01-02T11:23:00.000-08:002003-01-02T11:23:30.530-08:00

Well it's a new month, tried to get a blog in before but couldn't get it through. It's been too long. Right now I'm chilling in Florida, was in Gainsville but now I'm in Tampa visiting the fam. Haven't seen them in 11 years and met some other fam I didn't even know about. Christmas was great, got the Lord of the Rings Dvd set and loving it. Just having a good time so far. Just had my birthday

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-860989732002-12-15T23:58:00.000-08:002002-12-15T23:59:51.000-08:00

I know, I know. "It's been a long time since you heard from me, Dat smooth writer Mike Dilly where could he be, but now he's back with a little rhyme, I can't stop, I can't quit cause I'm on the grind ( off of Space Boogie by Kurupt)" I won't be on as much due to finals and preparing for break but for those going christmas shopping I figure I'd help you out with some gift ideas from popular

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-853883292002-12-02T10:50:00.000-08:002002-12-02T10:51:19.000-08:00

So it's been what 14 days, more or less. Had a busy week, quite a busy week. Came home for a few days can't wait to go back. Also went to Canada and Maryland. Seeing the fam, running errands and buying christmas gifts. It's weird coming home because everything has changed, everyone is busy either working or getting jobs. Even my neighborhood changed somewhat. It's less quiet, the young girls and

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-848307652002-11-20T12:21:00.000-08:002002-11-20T12:21:41.000-08:00

A Witness I'm a witness, to how you said your love would never die I'm a witness, to everyday you made our mother cry I'm a witness, to everyday you'd come home drunk and mad I'm a witness, to everyday you made our mother sad I'm a witness, to every beating my mom endured from you I'm a witness, to every moment our mom stood up for you I'm a witness, to each affair you had, I caught you

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-846933232002-11-17T21:27:00.000-08:002002-11-17T21:27:37.000-08:00

Something to think about: "Hawthorne recognizes that our waking life and the life of dreams are bound up together--that life is like a dream in its revelation of terrifying truths"

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-845616682002-11-14T20:50:00.000-08:002002-11-14T21:40:41.000-08:00

My New Master My life a disaster, with regret my new master whose commands, ever futile, wants me to go back This love causes pain, I must be insane not to refrain from this love's neverending attack The past stays behind as it does in my mind Hope for a changed life my attitude lacks Yet, I'll endure this great sadness while it feeds on my madness which keeps my new master forever intact

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-843993832002-11-11T20:06:00.000-08:002002-11-11T20:06:56.000-08:00

Cheers to good times A few months from now Drafted in the ranks War with Saddam A thousand big tanks Paving destruction You got the government to thank Bullets in my body... talk about the stank Two more years Screams within the tears Blood reinforces fears Somthing's coming near The end of the war is here Close your eyes here comes the glare Back to the calm but people can't be found It's

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-843497282002-11-10T22:25:00.000-08:002002-11-10T22:25:32.000-08:00

Here are just some thoughts about comic characters: Batman VS Superman: Batman if he new it was coming, otherwise superman (although i think batman would win even if he didn't know) brains over brawn, it's that simple Green Latern VS Flash: Green Lantern if he new it was coming, otherwise the Flash (he runs, twists neck, it's over) Martian Manhunter VS Anybody: Anybody, I mean his weakness if

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-842004702002-11-07T17:27:00.000-08:002002-11-07T17:27:12.126-08:00

Okay so the day was beautiful, but the night is a different story. So check this out. Remember the car, cool, so my girl has her license and she's been driving it around and guess what happens today. Oh yeah an accident. It wasn't our fault but i'm not gonna get into the details but i was in the passenger side of the car and then here comes another car to my side and bang my life flashed before

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-841870902002-11-07T12:13:00.000-08:002002-11-07T12:15:00.000-08:00

Samuel Johnson, great writer, great poet, don't know too much about the guy but read his stuff, it's very insightful. I was just thinking about someone today, a person I can't seem to ever forget. I haven't seen this person in 8 years but even when I get old and near death I fear I will never be able to forget this person. What does it mean when we think about people, sometimes I think it's

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-838858172002-11-01T11:06:00.000-08:002002-11-01T11:44:44.000-08:00

Think about it Engage towards the mind With matter left behind worries are your memory Pain means you have a heart Respect! well you decide Fear is what you hide Love has the longest route Hate, the shortest path With hope and faith we struggle Health our greatest love Birth is every morning Death an unknown day Truth Path Disastrous perception leads to this prevention Truth: a disastrous

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-838550772002-10-31T18:48:00.000-08:002002-10-31T18:49:46.000-08:00

I've had a crazy week, just crazy and I wonder if it's because of Halloween. Had a midterm due, a take home, for BCS and didn't do it. Can I still pass this class, can I pull this off? I'll let you know. Most likely I'll end up dropping it. It's just crazy right now. Had two exams this week and now I have two papers due next week only to have two more exams the week after the week after this week

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-833327022002-10-21T20:28:00.000-07:002002-10-21T20:28:55.000-07:00

That's the thing about life, you make a mistake and sooner or later it comes back to bite you in the ass. I'm the king of making mistakes which is probably why my ass hurts. There ain't no cream or ointment that's gonna make that pain go away, only success, only achievement can help. Also alcohol and drugs. So that leaves you with only two options, working hard or the drug game. I'd go with the

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-833277572002-10-21T18:43:00.000-07:002002-10-21T18:47:50.000-07:00

It's been a long time, since I left you, without a dope blog to read through. Anyway, last year I took a haiku class which was very interesting and very fun and although it was only 2 credit it ended up being one of my favorite classes. I can't remember how it works though i think it involves 4 to 5 syllable lines or something like. Nevertheless school is hell, heaven is food and women ,

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-829933982002-10-14T19:26:00.000-07:002002-10-14T19:27:58.000-07:00

Had a crazy weekend last week. Had the fam over as well as mi novia's fam, almost turned into a disaster but everything was cool. The problem is both parties can't understand each other since they speak different languages, english being the most dominate and just a better language. Just kidding. Anyway everyone had a good time, I got a ride now so that's great but i don't have a licsence (this

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-826121122002-10-06T17:15:00.000-07:002002-10-06T17:17:50.000-07:00

What is this really about? It has no title but it kind of doesn't need one. I'm just like a man to play with fire Blazing, rising, burning my soul I hate to see it,it takes control of my eyes I hate to be near it, it's the end of my cold fantasy, There are small eruptions here and there, small but sweet Always, there is, smoke around me I'm just like a man to play with fire As this blaze

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-823969322002-10-01T19:55:00.000-07:002002-10-01T19:55:59.006-07:00

There will be more of the good stuff ahead. Right now i'm gonna complain a little. I haven't really written alot of poems or anything for a while but thinking about life has influenced me lately and i can't ignore the calling. Here's some bio, just in case your wondering. I'm from brooklyn but i'm living in rochester because of school and i have no clue when i'm going back to the city. Also i'm

Mikenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3823511.post-823197122002-09-30T09:50:00.000-07:002002-09-30T17:57:38.000-07:00

It has begun, this is infinite. I'll usually post poems or ideas or just anything and things like that. I am the delicioius treat that's sometimes freaky. Here is a treat, let me know if it's delicious: You'll never know jealous of the undeserving Earth Eruptions in my soul, why can't you feel it too seasonings of Bueaty every other day still i'm here hoping every day I pray Illicit are my

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