I am grateful for: “a way out of the blue…”

“falling and buoyancy” by K.J. Legry

He don’t understand this about me, how i know

his right foot, BIG toe and second one

gone partially, so

his gate will always be “off…”

is in the knees.

And He don’t remember about vectors,

with the map all wrong and his compass still pointing north.

We both howl at every moon in the year of the dog tho…  

and he hopes,

Least wise we still got that in common.  

He looks at me like sum love-sick puppy after I bite him… repeatedly.

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The Laura Mvula “She” (music video) is being posted here for NO COMMERCIAL PURPOSES.

“She” Lyrics by Laura Mvula
She walked to watch you with the head down low
She wondered if there’s a way out of the blue
Who’s gonna take her home this time
She knew that this time wouldn’t be the last time
oh oh oh oh….oh oh…oh oh…
There she waits looking for a savior,
Someone to save her from her dying self
Always taking ten steps back and one step forward,
She’s tired, but she don’t stop
Nooo~
She don’t stop, she don’t stop, she don’t stop
Nooo~
She don’t stop, she don’t stop, she don’t stop
Every day she stood, hoping for a new life
She closed her eyes and she heard a small voice say
You don’t stop, no, you belong to me
She cried, maybe it’s too late
She don’t stop, she don’t stop, she don’t stop
She don’t stop, she don’t stop, she don’t stop
She don’t stop, she don’t stop, she don’t stop
She don’t stop, she don’t stop, she don’t stop
won’t stop she don’t stop no she won’t stop…
She walked to watch you with the head down low
She wondered if there’s a way out of the blue
Who’s gonna take her home this time
She knew that this time wouldn’t be the last time…
Songwriters: Steven James Brown / Laura Mvula
She lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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I am grateful for: “the deepest secret nobody knows…”

“An Ode to True Love” dedicated to Eileen and Julian is being posted here in gratitude for their inspiration.  *BIG HUGS* and perseverance

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The Xenia Rubinos “L.O.V.E.” (music video) is being posted here for NO COMMERCIAL PURPOSES.

Xenia Rubinos “L.O.V.E.” LYRICS:

Wanna be the one who wakes up next to you

And feel the wave crash down wave crash down wave crash down wave crash down

I could stay here for a little longer I can, if you feel me do you feel me? can you feel this? do you feel me?

oh, oh power oh oh oh oh oh power L-O, L-O, L-O-V-E L-O, L-O, (i’m in) L-O-V-E L-O, (i’m in) L-O, she’s in L-O-V-E with you L-O i’m in L-O she’s in L-O-V-E with you last

Wanna be with you last

How I be with you now I see us I see me and you now forever I see me and you I wanna be with you last

Power power power power power (L-O-V-E)

Wanna be with you pow pow I wanna be with you baby

How I be with you pow pow I wanna be with you baby How I be with you pow pow I wanna be with you baby

How I be with… you’re the one I wanna be with oh oh, power

Oh oh oh oh Oh, power

L-O, L-O, L-O-V-E L-O, L-O, (i’m in) L-O-V-E L-O, (he’s in) L-O, (she’s in) L-O-V-E with you L-O (i’m in) L-O (she’s in) L-O-V-E with you last

Wanna be with you last

How I be with you now I see us I see me and you now forever I see me and you I wanna be with you last

Wanna be with you last

How I be with you now forever I see me and you now forever

Like we are right now

Babe I wanna be I wanna be with you last wanna be with you last

How I be with you now forever I see me and you now forever I see me and you Oh last

I am grateful for: “what Old Patrick Henry said…”

“Defense Against Attack” a book about Malcolm X (page 3) by K.J. Legry

i just wanna remember the last time Kendrick was pure… before the vampires completely sucked the juice out of him and plugged him into Bono’s latest version of Sunday Bloody Sunday… 

i Can’t help but notice how Bono got fat and how his knees look like they hurt; He’s the same stadium rock star pointing out his true love, sum burning bush

Kendrick ain’t afraid to mutter how it’s her pussy and not the Joshua Tree,

but Kendrick got thinner… singing

a Grammy is a Grammy… is a Grammy.  

(grand mutha is woke)

Do I have a witness, fellas?

Please don’t think me bitter… as i watch my love die in my arms before he becomes immortal.

And please don’t think I’m angry

or disappointed

or let down in any way. 

Kendrick has a dream, “Won’t be a real come back for Dave Chapelle.”

he sleep walks now…

and that’s how to get to the other side

where grass is greener.

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The Kendrick Lamar “i” (official music video) is being posted here for NO COMMERCIAL PURPOSES.

Kendrick Lamar “i” LYRICS:

Intro: (Stop! Stop! we talking about peace: a piece of yours, a piece of mine, A peace of mind one nation under a groove)

I done been through a whole lot
Trial, tribulation, but I know God
Satan wanna put me in a bow tie
Praying that the holy water don’t go dry
As I look around me
So many motherfuckers wanna down me
But ain’t no ****a never drown me
In front of a dirty double-mirror they found me

And I love myself
(The world is a ghetto with big guns and picket signs)
I love myself
(But it can do what it want whenever it wants and I don’t mind)
I love myself
(He said I gotta get up, life is more than suicide)
I love myself
(One day at a time, sun gon’ shine)

Everybody looking at you crazy (Crazy)
What you gon’ do? (What you gon’ do?)
Lift up your head and keep moving (Keep moving)
Or let the paranoia haunt you? (Haunt you)
Peace to fashion police, I wear my heart
On my sleeve, let the runway start
You know the miserable do love company
What do you want from me and my scars?
Everybody lack confidence, everybody lack confidence
How many times our potential was anonymous?
How many times the city making me promises?
So I promise this

They wanna say there’s a war outside and a bomb in the street
And a gun in the hood and a mob of police
And a rock on the corner and a line full of fiends
And a bottle full of lean and a model on the scene
These days of frustration keep y’all on ducking rotation
I duck these gold faces, post up fee-fi-fo-fum basis
Dreams of realities peace
Blow steam in the face of the beast
The sky can fall down, the wind can cry now
The strong in me, I still smile

Walk my bare feet (Walk my bare feet)
Down, down valley deep (Down, down valley deep)
I keep my fee-fi-fo-fum (Fee-fi-fo-fum)
I keep my heart undone (My heart undone)

I went to war last night
With an automatic weapon, don’t nobody call a medic
I’mma do it ’til I get it right
I went to war last night
I’ve been dealing with depression ever since an adolescent
Duckin’ every other blessin’, l can never see the message
I can never take the lead, I can never bob and weave
For my ****a that be letting ’em annihilate me
And it’s evident I’m moving at a meteor speed
Finna run into a building, lay my body in the street
Keep my money in the ceiling, let my mama know I’m free
Give my story to the children and the lesson they can read
And the glory to the feeling of the holy unseen
Seen enough, make a motherfucker scream, “I love myself!”

I lost my head
I’ve must misread what the good book said
Oh woes keep me, it’s a jungle inside
Give myself again ’til the well runs dry

[Car Horns]***

The Kendrick Lamar “The Blacker the Berry” (music audio) is being posted here for NO COMMERCIAL PURPOSES.
Kendrick Lamar “The Blacker the Berry” LYRICS:
Everything black, I don’t want black
I want everything black, I ain’t need black
Some white some black, I ain’t mean black
I want everything black
Everything black, I don’t want black
I want everything black, I ain’t need black
Some white some black, I ain’t mean black
I want everything black
Six in the morning, fire in the street
Burn baby burn, that’s all I wanna see
And sometimes I get off watching you die in vain
It’s such a shame they may call me crazy
They may say I suffer from schizophrenia or something but homie you made me
Black don’t crack my nigga
I’m the biggest hypocrite of 2015
Once I finish this, witnesses will convey just what I mean
Been feeling this way since I was 16, came to my senses
You never liked us anyway, fuck your friendship, I meant it
I’m African-American, I’m African
I’m black as the moon, heritage of a small village
Pardon my residence
Came from the bottom of mankind
My hair is nappy, my dick is big, my nose is round and wide
You hate me don’t you?
You hate my people, your plan is to terminate my culture
You’re fuckin’ evil I want you to recognize that I’m a proud monkey
You vandalize my perception but can’t take style from me
And this is more than confession
I mean I might press the button just so you know my discretion
I’m guardin’ my feelins, I know that you feel it
You sabotage my community, makin’ a killin’
You made me a killer, emancipation of a real nigga
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
The blacker the berry, the bigger I shoot
I said they treat me like a slave, cah’ me black
Woi, we feel a whole heap of pain, cah’ we black
And man a say they put me in a chain, cah’ we black
Imagine now, big gold chain full of rocks
How you no see the whip, left scars pon’ me back
But now we have a big whip, parked pon’ the block
All them say we doomed from the start, cah’ we black
Remember this, every race start from the block, just remember that
I’m the biggest hypocrite in 2015
Once I finish this, witnesses will convey just what I mean
I mean it’s evident I’m irrelevant to society
That’s what you’re telling me, penitentiary would only hire me
Curse me till I’m dead
Church me with your fake prophesizing that I’mma be another slave in my head
Institutionalize manipulation and lies
Reciprocation of freedom only live in your eyes
You hate me don’t you?
I know you hate me just as much as you hate yourself
Jealous of my wisdom and cards I dealt
Watchin’ me as I pull up, fill up my tank then peel out
Muscle cars like pull ups, show you what these big wheels bout
I’m black and successful, this black man meant to be special
CAT scans on my radar bitch, how can I help you?
How can I tell you that I’m making a killin’?
You made me a killer, emancipation of a real nigga
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
The blacker the berry, the bigger I shoot
I said they treat me like a slave, cah’ me black
Woi, we feel a whole heap of pain, cah’ we black
And man a say they put me in a chain, cah’ we black
Imagine now, big gold chain full of rocks
How you no see the whip, left scars pon’ me back
But now we have a big whip, parked pon’ the block
All them say we doomed from the start, cah’ we black
Remember this, every race start from the block, just remember that
I’m the biggest hypocrite in 2015
When I finish this if you listenin’ I’m sure you will agree
This plot is bigger than me, it’s generational hatred
It’s genocism, it’s grimy, little justification
I’m African-American, I’m African
I’m black as the heart of a fuckin’ Aryan
I’m black as the name of Tyrone and Dareous
Excuse my French but fuck you, no fuck ya’ll
That’s as blunt as it gets
I know you hate me, don’t you?
You hate my people, I can tell because it’s threats when I see you
I can tell because your ways deceitful
Know I can tell because you’re in love with the Desert Eagle
Thinkin’ maliciously, he get a chain then you gone bleed him
It’s funny how Zulu and Xhosa might go to war
Two tribal armies that want to build and destroy
Remind me of these Compton crip gangs that live next door
Beefin’ with Piru’s, only death settle the score
So don’t matter how much I say I like to preach with the Panthers
Or tell Georgia State “Marcus Garvey got all the answers”
Or try to celebrate February like it’s my B-Day
Or eat watermelon, chicken and Kool-Aid on weekdays
Or jump high enough to get Michael Jordan endorsements
Or watch BET cause urban support is important
So why did I weep when Trayvon Martin was in the street?
When gang banging make me kill a nigga blacker than me?
Hypocrite!
Songwriters: Jeffrey Campbell / Kendrick Duckworth / Stephen Noel Kozmeniuk / Matthew Jehu Samuels / Zale Epstein / Alexander Izquierdo / Brent Andrew Kolatalo / Ken Lewis / Terrace Martin
The Blacker The Berry lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, BMG Rights Management US, LLC

I am grateful “You Are Here…”

Godzilla’s “Save the Tiny House” Project #1 by K.J. Legry (Activity Book to end Homelessness)

Gary, Indiana is his last name and he puts his middle one in quotation marks like this: “terror” 

and he thinks Michael Jackson is an Uncle Tom so who cares if he was born there.   He says, “What a Coon for believing.”

And D says nobody uses the word nigga for real, it’s bitches we use in common vernacular, and she checks on her BFF for validation who nods and says, “Like… nobody does that.”

And Tay T ain’t invested in Martin anymore and I get it… because I keep hearing what Mike Brown’s mom said in my head, about how we all gonna know how it feels someday…

which no one can refute… not Mike, not Malcolm, not Martin, not Jesus…

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The Nicki Minaj “Lookin’ Ass” (Explicit Music video) is being posted here for NO COMMERCIAL PURPOSES.

Nicki Minaj “Lookin’ Ass” LYRICS:

Look at y’all niggas
Niggas
Look at y’all niggas
Niggas

Look at y’all smokin’ ass niggas
After every pull, niggas start chokin’ ass niggas
Nigga-nigga
Look at y’all bitch ass niggas
Stop lyin’ on your dick ass niggas
Nigga-nigga

Look at y’all lookin’ ass niggas
Stop lookin’ at my ass ass niggas
Look at y’all lyin’ ass niggas
Talkin’ ’bout “It’s paid off” but it’s financed, lyin’ ass nigga
Bunch of non-mogul ass niggas
Frontin’ like they got a plan, Boost Mobile ass nigga,
Nigga, nigga,
Look at y’all can’t get a job so you plottin’ how to rob ass niggas
I ain’t gotta check for y’all, but if I’ma check for y’all
I’ma need a check from y’all niggas
I don’t want sex, give a fuck about your ex
I don’t even want a text from y’all niggas
I’m rapin’ you niggas
Look at this pic, look what the fuck I gave to you niggas
Ain’t feelin’ these niggas
Niggas want my time, call me Clinton, I’m billin’ these niggas

All I know is there should be no reason
All I know is there should be no reason
All I, all I know is there should be, all I know
All I, all I know is there should be no reason
All I know, you know it, and you know it, look at what
Reason

Look at y’all sharin’ one bottle in the club
One bottle full of bub’ ass niggas
Look at y’all not havin’ game ass niggas
Y’all niggas share a chain ass niggas
Same cup in the hand ass nigga
In the club with a credit card scam ass nigga
No dick in the pants ass nigga
I be damned if I fuck a non-man ass nigga
I will, I will, I will never fuck a non-man ass nigga
I would never lie
Even if that nigga flew me and my bitches all the way out to Dubai
Pussy, you tried, pussy ass nigga you lie
Pussy ass nigga, you high
Bitch I’m me, hundred on the wrist, I ski
Art on the wall, Basqui, fuck who see
Look at you fake dope dealers
Know real niggas that be movin’ weight in them villas
Talkin’ ’bout ki’s, say it’s ki’s in the van
But he really move grams and he split it with his mans

All I, all I know is there should be no reason
All I know is there should be no reason
All I, all I know is there should be, all I know
All I, all I know is there should be no reason
All I know, you know it, and you know it, look at what
Reason

(rape, rape, rape, rape, rape)

Written by Onika Maraj • Copyright © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
Godzilla Saves the Tiny Houses #2 template illustrated by K.J. Legry
Godzilla supports the tiny house project (template) illustrated by K.J.Legry 2018

I am grateful for: “The Nature of Synchronized Flare-Ups…”

a Chapter 8 (excerpt) from The Girl Soda Atlas:

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The Xenia Rubinos “Black Stars” (music audio) is being posted here for NO COMMERCIAL PURPOSES.

Xenia Rubinos “Black Stars” LYRICS:

Quiero quiero quiero quiero quiero quiero
quiero quiero quiero quiero quiero quiero
Ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto
Quiero tener calor

You’re gonna tell him what you wanna
You’re a million black stars in that fearless night again
You’re gonna tell him what he wants to
He’s a million black stars and he’s gonna live a million years
Gonna tell him what you wanna
You’re a million black stars in that fearless night again
He’s gonna tell you what you wanna hear
You’re a million black stars in that fearless black night again

I know this one’s not too fine,
you’ll figure it out
Can you tell me which way to run?

Quiero quiero quiero quiero quiero quiero
Ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto ghetto

What you’re feelin’
what you’re feelin’s all over me
Like an evening star on that evening sea
What you’re feelin’
what you’re feelin’s all over
Like a midday sun on that midnight sea when it’s…
You’re gonna tell him what you wanna
You’re a million black stars in that fearless black night again
He’s gonna tell you what you wanna hear
You’re a million black stars in that fearless black night again

I know this one’s not too fine,
you’ll figure it out
Can you tell me which way to run?

What you’re feelin’s all over me
Like a big black star burning holes in the sea
What you’re feelin’s all over, You’re a dipset,
make people upset don’t you know

I know this one’s not too fine
You’ll figure it out
Can you tell which way to run? which way to run
Busca, busca
Busca aguilas que te lleven lejos de mi

  • Recorded:2015 MGB Studio, High End Studio, Kaleidoscope Sound, T
  •  ©2016 Anti
  • Drums, Percussion, Guitar, Programming:Marco Buccelli
  • Vocals, Keyboards:Xenia Rubinos
ABOUT the MUSIC:
Xenia Rubinos explained her song “Black Stars” like this:

I played “Black Stars” on tour for a bit before recording it. When I started working on [Black Terry Cat], I was thinking of rewriting the song and changing the lyrics. I was trying to be more specific with the album, and the lyrics [for this song] were a little vague.

During August of 2014, the Michael Brown case was all over the news. They were trying the [white] police officer [who shot and killed Brown, an 18-year-old African-American from Ferguson, Missouri]. When the verdict came through [that the officer used force as self defense, thus clearing the violation of Brown’s civil rights], it was all people were talking about. It was a really disappointing and heavy moment.

As I was working on this song, the lyrics began taking on a whole new meaning for me. I began thinking that I should have have left the lyrics alone. Sometimes, I think, when you get too bogged down in detailing specifics, you close yourself off. It felt like those words, even though they are abstract, were exactly what I meant to say. In that song I’m talking about telling each other that we are going to live forever.

I also used the word “black” thinking about looking up at the night sky. You might be seeing stars that are already dead. They say that the light that reaches us are stars that are not there anymore. I like the idea of a thing that keeps living on in different times, and you can still see it. I was thinking of mortality, with Michael Brown being gone, and dealing with loss in my life—my dad passed away in March of 2015. That image was the perfect explanation of these bigger things I was trying to make sense of.

(Peter Max Flashcards ©1970 Western Publishing Company Inc. All Rights Reserved.  Printed in the U.S.A.)   

MUCH *Love* in memory of Michael Brown and to his mama and family.  

https://girlpoweracademy.wordpress.com/2016/07/11/post-traumatic-stress-featuring-peter-a-levine-on-how-to-heal/

I am grateful for: “the sweetness of your response…”

portrait of K.J. Legry as a young girl (George’s garden)

I got teachers going all Jonathan Swift, even when they swear them’s not all cannibal regarding how I don’t fit in and  i guess it means progress among white women by telling OTHER white women their place…

She’s writing letters about defending “shithole” countries in spite of herself…

but still asking for equal pay.  She’s the fast draw…

when no one is betting on her.

I sorta look at her as if to say Kudos… but I don’t really give a shit (right now) even when I

especially

do.

I’m a good thing and…

Good thing… i don’t wanna dance with YOU, darlin’ the way you drum

or run… and how I disrespect ski bunnies… your skinned knees, after falling…

Hey!

when we said we might be lovers,

when You promised you’d come 

over and over,

to my house,

all over me, on all of my pictures…

to pick me UP, and Save me…

thank Fully… for MY patience and restraint,

so i never could hate you for being so honest

or lying about that

we could still party with our own pals

and own that Space.

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The Knocks and Captain Cuts “HouseParty” (audio) is being posted here for NO COMMERCIAL PURPOSES.

Knocks and Captain Cuts“House Party” LYRICS:
Maybe it’s a disco
Maybe it’s a club thing
Maybe it’s a street thing
I don’t know

They said they had a rooftop
We had to climb a ladder
Yeah
Just so they could get to the spot

Let’s take it back
Back to my house
Everybody, bring somebody, back to my house
Let’s take it back
Back to my house
Everybody, bring somebody, back to my house

Went to see a DJ
He was playing techno
He was playing hip hop
He was playing disco
He was playing all that
And he had a friend
Who couldn’t get in
Because, she looked too young

Said that he was on one
Said he had a late one
Said he changed locations
I was like
“Good for you.”
Said I’m always on a late one
I been here all night
It’s a late one right now

Let’s take it back
Back to my house
Everybody, bring somebody, back to my house
Let’s take it back
Back to my house
Everybody, bring somebody, back to my house

My house!

Hey where are my friends
Hey where are my friends
You gotta pick up the phone
And say, where are my friends
You know where they at

My house!

Hey where are my friends
I said where are my friends
You gotta pick up the phone
Where and say
Where are my friends
You know where they at

My house!

Maybe it’s a disco
Maybe it’s a street thing
Maybe it’s a club thing
I don’t know

My house!

Maybe it’s a house party
Wait, wait. Yo
We should have a house party

Let’s take it back
Back to my house
Everybody, bring somebody, back to my house
Let’s take it back
Back to my house
Everybody, bring somebody, back to my house

My house!

Hey where are my friends
Hey where are my friends
You gotta pick up the phone
And say, where are my friends
You know where they at

My house!

Hey where are my friends
I said where are my friends
You gotta pick up the phone
Where and say
Where are my friends
You know where they at

My house!
My house!
My house!

I am grateful for: “heart reign rain…”

tried to give u my heart no.9 part 1 (ready for reign) mixed media by K.J.Legry

It’d been raining and He came over more purposeful than ever

and said more than asked, “I hope… 

is there anything I can do for you?”
and She said wholeheartedly, “Yes.”
tried to give u my heart no.9 part 2 (heart reign rain) mixed media illustration by K.J. Legry

The Donna Summer “I feel Love” (music audio) is being posted here for NO COMMERCIAL PURPOSES.