Random B.S. 2:

Gettin Trapped by the streets???/
Nuh uhn, never me/
Astonishing, my Mutt Pedegree/
Get highest on my music, school of life, gained degree/
No trouble finding me, Look, the lessons weren't cheap/
2 jobs, cooking and rhyming, Payed my dues, no finders fee/
Got eyes of Riddick, faults admitted, there's no blinding me/
Ain't necessary to Day 26'it, Listen how I spit it, chill's how life can be/
Spit facts on hot wax, till I rest in Peace/
like my brother Bionik, get so fly, grow some of the finest wings/
Play my lines to a second line when I'm lying to rest,rest assured my Minds at ease/
Go find your Peace/
And to all my fellow Emcees, Keep cypherin to the finest Beats...

David A. Abshire
aka
Wyzdom360°
April 24th, 2009~2:06am

Note to Naeem:

What's good Brother?...Just stoppin through/
Sending out Peace and blessings to all that have a chance to view/
Love is Love and it's Possible/
Flat Lands finest back on your page/
rockin my phrase, flowin with Savion Glover's grace/
How you makin' it these days?/
Over here it's Koolaid/
Festival International's just a week away/
We gon' be playin the small stage, by the parking garage/
Last day of festival, Wish you could fall through and Sound Bomb/
Mad people gon' be out, projecting good vibes/
All the way Live, with Kabuki Crew Dancers/
While they gon' be dancin, we'll be using our Cadence to convey propper cander/
give em the propper Gander/
not just promotin' Proppaganda/
Much Respect to the Mile High, Come on, I know we got they hands up/

(Just a message I wrote to Naeem Oba...If you don't know who is, you need to check yourself, then check him out...)
www.myspace.com/naeemoba1

Check out Whygee too while you're at it...

www.myspace.com/whygee

360°

When the Sun Sets: (Circa 2001)

As the Sun Sets
Deep Passionate swirls of blood reds, pale yellows and Pinks
Causes me to think
of Mind sex, we've shared like wordplay
that carums from page to page
off of the holy books
take a look
Your soul is as strong as the psalms out of the bible
and the Surrahs out of the Qu'Ran
Playing in my mind like poems and songs
comes an irrepressible fate
Not the Devils playmate, yet mine
Our lips intertwined like vines, cause you are sweet and devine like ruby red grapes
Put them to my lips, I Love the taste
so much, as such
I promise I could eat you straight off of the plate
Fill me to the tip, top of the brim with passionate fever
never thought other than sickness could make
but my vision is clear not opaque, nor clouded
how did the devine create someone almost his equal
I'm not waiting for the prequel or the sequel
for it would never measure up at the same rate
or the same pace
Hold on by the seat of your britches when we talk
take this mental walk with me
through this bliss shining bright like mental gems and stars
Looking into the distance, from my car, but not too far away from this place
Steamy tempered feelings of blood pumping
electricity, charging, rumping
with the beat thumping hard but yet so softly...
Peace of mind from veins and brain can only be achieved
by coupling you and me
You see
when I touch your skin
Or hug you from the rear, it is only then
that the only fear that I fear
and share with anyone else, is never ever being able to be with you here again
in the same happy completion of solidarity, surely sobriety from no anxiety
and from clarity of us understanding where each of us stand
almost as if we are really good old friends
yet this is not the end and only where we began
Cause when I say we, I mean as in I'm not your man
but yet we share something so intimate without ever being derobed
always are we clothed when we go so deeply inside each other's souls
so much that when I have to say goodbye
it makes me want to cry
shed tears of joy, shed fears destroyed
thank you for making me feel like a man in this estranged world
Letting me make you feel like a woman, instead of me a boy and you a girl
Sure I might make you feel whimsical like running through small meadows
Maybe it's because I don't come across like any other fellow thespians
best we be friends before lovers in such an order
that you have to date before marriage, and married before fathers and mothers
Hopefully you are not sothered by the way I want to have you all to myself
When we talk of views on reality, down to past realtionships or whipped cream
and the way it turns you on still has me thinking of ways to achieve
better and better, ways of making you wetter and wetter
basically just making you pleased
I don't know you all that well, but from what I can tell
You are able to rock the bells like LL or even Run DMC
Your Chocolate skin calls to me
Let me be the vanilla or ream in the coffee bean of your choice
Like I said about making you moist like Duncan Hines
Sublime like the ephiphany I experienced when we first met
all will come freely, come to the center of stage like Emcees
I bet
When the Sun Sets

David Anthony Abshire
April 9th, 2001

(this poem was written a while ago, but I find it to be one of my favorite dissertations...I'm quite fond of this one indeed...)

Future Generations (My verse on LyriKill's song)

Can't Call it, it's the same ol' same/
Got me asking myself, "Is the World Gon' Change?/
Ain't knowing how the world got this way/
all I know is that we got to pray/
There's a lot at Stake/
Make futures possible, for The common folk, Yo let's dodge this rain/
can't get soaked, no joke, Grow feathers and fly like Planes/
can't be stopped by obstacles, got drive like Trains/
life blood flowing through our veins/
Stood in Line cuz I believed in the Game/
My family's got the right mindframe/
Me and my Sister and my cousins Voted for Obama/
but so did my Daddoo and my Mama/
did what we needed, got to business and researched the topics/
Health care, housing markets/
shame is normal people made themselves a target/
make fiscally wise decisions/
don't count on Congress to make the right provisions/
rabid chimps too busy politic'in/
to even straighten out our stimulus package/
so they divert the media to a cartoonist on abstract shit/
it's a shame, The President's still judged on his Blackness/
But Dead that, we gon' be proactive/
Stay Humble, stay grindin, and you'll see what happens/

D. AbshireFebruary 21st, 2009~10:50pm

Just a thought that popped into my head during my Daily Readings.... (Old Blog that I found)

Friday, November 03, 2006
Just a thought that popped into my head during my Daily Readings....
"It was not through the law that the promise was made to Abraham and his descendants that he would inherit the World, but through the righteousness that comes from Faith"--Romans 4:13

Please bear with me for saying this, but this all stems from me attending "All Saints Day" Mass @ my favorite church Our Lady of Wisdom in Lafayette Louisiana at 5:15pm on Wednesday, November 1st.....I know some of you are familiar with my animosity, better yet my displeasure towards certain self proclaimed Saints Fans I've encountered in my 25 years of being a fan (yes that makes me 4 when I started watching them and Bleeding Black & Gold)...You know, the ones that say they are Fans, ie Fanatics, ie will route on their team no matter what....skurrrrrrrch...Pump your breaks, cuz this is where my problem rests....They don't have Faith....they don't truly believe in their team no matter what....Or maybe they do have faith some of you might say, and I'll quote what I've heard from the people who's opinions I disagree with "they have faith that they'll find a way to fuck it up".....Woooowwwwwwww....that's all I've got to say to that one....Faith is usually coupled with a thing called positivity, or for that matter a positive mind frame that inherrent good will come from a situation, or even more so that whatever God's will is will be done and it will be for the overall good of the grand scheme of things.....Well, Good and PissPoor attitudes don't go together...sorry to be Debby Downer on this one, but honestly I've come to realize in my 29 years on this earth that more and more by each passing day there has been this rampent build up of Negative mind sets...People who just like to complain, who love to make someone unhappy, who can't enjoy a nice peaceful day and honestly that shit just Harshes my Mellow man.....I've noticed it more so lately working in a Casino for the past year and 2 months in the middle of BFE, but damn....Life is really good, or it would be if you put good into it....Maybe I'm the only person who's ever heard this phrase so I'm going to type it out right now "What you put into something is what you will recieve out of it"...I honestly don't think that can be clarified anymore than it already is....My challenge to all who read this, and that includes myself is to make the effort to put their best foot forward and emit the best vibe possible...Pay it forward so to speak for those of you who've seen that movie....Maybe it's overtly idealistic of me to think that people genuinely want to be happy but might not see the path to happiness or have been unhappy for so long that they can't see being happy as a better option....I might even be off base on this...yes I said it, I might be wrong, but through my thick headedness, I still feel that the more you stay positive the better your life will be....I'm not saying that every day you are alive that you will be in the best of moods, or something really shitty won't happen to you....I'm just suggesting that you look at the silver lining in the clouds, or maybe the smog depending on where your home is located in this world....Take a chance, more than trying it once saying "see I tried it and it didn't work".....Just take a chance trying to think on the lighter side for a good Week, and if possible try to stretch it to a Month....Feel free to email me, message me, or even blow up my comment section on my page...For those of you who have my digits, blow up my celly too...I'd love to know what people experience through this challenge...I honestly wish you all Good tidings and to only endure as little amounts of stress as your heart desires to take on....thanks for listening to my rambling thoughts as I typed it out in total stream of consciousness.....And to the people who I've either A. offended by this, B. will offend when it finally settles into the very anus of your brain, or C. Just don't like my writing style...I appologize for the inconvenience in advance, and I do mean that from the bottom of my heart even if it sounds sarcastic...Cuz Lord Knows I'm obnoxious like Immortal Technique, but this truly wasn't meant to offend.....

Much Love and Respect,

David
Friday, November 3rd, 2006

Wishin' for another Morning with you: (Old blog)

Wishin for another morning with you.... Category: Romance and Relationships
What made it change?/
7 days before you even came/
I thought we'd already made it out the rain/
the time I went out there we wuz going through the same thangs/
as I was leaving it was like we was sharing the same brain/
we were of the same mindset/
you cried because you wudn't ready for me to jet yet/
I can't lie, it was nice having you no longer upset/
but that's all retrospect/
New Years together was different/
wasn't like we was riffin/
but at the same time/
a peice of us was missin'/
Not something I'd have ever predicted/
without my intuition/
but then again/
I called it 2 weeks before that/
You swore that/
wasn't your thoughts isn't it odd?/
It's like I was countin all the cards/
saw what was coming before it happened/
I did my best/
told you how blessed I felt you made me/
Now I'm in the middle of addaptin/
feeling all crazy/
can't get mad at you, not like you really played me/
just made me see/
what mattered to me/
it was you, but I had to let my Baby be free/
You say I'm so terrific, so gifted and understanding/
but it's your deep feelings and your planning/
that's got you runnin scared/
got my cubbard bare/
except for the food I used/
to nourish you/
took you whatever, whenever, wherever you wanted to go/
even if I got no sleep/
it was worth it to me though/
cook you breakfeast every morning/
saw love in your eyes when you was yawning/
guess it was just the calm before the storming/
Now a new day is dawning/
guess I just hope I get another chance/
at a peaceful Sunday Morning/
with you/
you, you you/

January 7th, 2007
~8:30pm central

When Fried Eggs Fly: (Another old blog I found)

When Fried Eggs Fly Current mood: discontent Category: Life
Of course like usual, I'm up way too late, or for some way too early...As per my usual course of action, I end up watching some obscure program on tv...This time in the middle, which is normally where I find programs, and I say the middle because these programs normally are never viewed again by me so I really can't discern the realistic placement of my viewing session....This time I saw a segment of video recording called "When Fried Eggs Fly"....

This Segment was about one individual teaching young students in a NYC school, P.S. 3 matter of fact, to learn how to play and compose music essentially....Through this process he achieves and accomplishes so many things that I commend him for, one being the ability to get children in the elementary stages of their fundamental learning to sit still....Another is to get these said students to sing in harmony, sing in Harmonious melody as well as syncapated time....It's funny because what it made me think of was work....These students were asked if he was mean or too strict....They were asked if his form of discipline was too harsh....With resounding and coherrent thought, each of the students interviewed said that it was neccessary to keep that discipline and to keep that regimented routine he implemented....At age 7 these children in New York city new more about what is necessary to achieve greatness than most coworkers I have at my current Job.....It's really sad but true in all honesty....Honestly, I was amazed at how well developed these children were for their age group...They understood simple concepts but could explain them in complex formats....One student went as far as to say at the end of his statement "after all, he knows better what he's doing than we do...."....if only people in the Casino trusted their bosses to show them the right path so freely....Better yet, if only my students aka my waitresses and cooks would understand that as a Sous Chef I am there to train them and teach them to work in accordance with the proper guidelines for a Great Dining Experience...What happens between 7 and 19-22? What happens between 1st grade and College that people think they know more than their superiors? It's a grevious wrong I tell you....Sometimes I feel like we are recieving a bunch of fried eggs that will never amount to what they want out of life because they don't have the forsight to allow someone of a learned station to teach them....They aren't that trusting or that understanding of what their role is.....One of my catch phrases that I use quite often is "Put down the excuses and pick up a Purpose"....another is "what you produce is an extention of who you are....Make sure it comes out to be what you want representing yourself".......These 7 year olds understood that, even their parents who joined in on the singing understood it, I just wish our employees sometimes would learn more...then again, Not all of the managers in our venue nor in our Casino are of the same mindset as my catch phrases...."Attitude reflects Leadership", yet another one of my catch phrases....and honestly other than myself and a few other low-end-of-the-totum-pole managers, Management isn't doing enough to supply the right attitude or discipline to these students....these employees are our students...We need to as a collective teach these kids the proper message....We need to be unified, and not just a few voices amongst the def.....

David A. Abshire
Sous Chef/Poet/Entertainer/Small Business Owner/Artist/InvestorTeacher/Brother/Friend/Pupil/Servant/Vessel/Messenger
July 18th, 2007~6:07am