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the box

So its been leaked out that I have a book in the works. And dont worry people, it is coming soon. But just to quench everyones thirst, I wrote this to hold you over until the book is released. So check this out, and tell me what you think. There is a lot of meanings and hidden illiteration in this simple writing of mine. So here it is:


the box



Once I opened my eyes, all I could see was this vast land that appeared to be the same in every direction. So I started to walk. I walked until I could walk no more. Not because I was tired; but because of the barriers that were placed on me. In each direction I did the same. But once my destination reached me, the first barrier appeared again. I jumped. I jumped. And I jumped. But the top seemed so far away. As I looked up, all I could see was darkness. I was boxed in. So I closed my eyes. Soon my eyes opened again. And the light was so bright that I turned my gaze from the top to the bottom. And in the near distance, I saw a box. I immediately approached the box, only to find that it was filled with nothing. So I starred at the box for hours on end. But I could not figure out its purpose. So I decided to look in the box once more. This time was no different than the last; it was empty. As I slowly started to look away; I saw something out of the corner of my eye. So amazed at what I was seeing, I started to hyperventilate. Blowing fiercely into the box, I started to move. The wind was now blowing hard. I felt calm, as the wind stopped. I needed to see in the box much clearer, so I tore one of the flaps off of the top so I could shine some light into the box. Knowing how bright the light was to me; I decided to turn the box periodically, so it can be in darkness also. As I starred in the box; ever watching what went on inside of it. I became obsessed. I would watch night and day; wondering if what I was seeing was real. I watched until I then feel asleep. Once I opened my eyes, all I could see was a tree. Seeing this tree; I immediately gazed into the box. What came next; almost killed me. I passed out. And when I finally awaken; it seemed if I had been sleep for years. From a far closeness, I saw a woman approaching me. But where did she come from? I gazed into the box, just as a fruit fell from the tree. As I was hypnotized at what took place in the box; the woman tapped me on the shoulder. As I looked at her, she handed me the fallen fruit; and then glanced into the box. Now what happened next still puzzles me to this day. We both starred into the box; and watched tomorrows yesterday. Baffled at what persisted; we closed our eyes. And when we opened them; we finally could see outside of the box.




by

-Mark 'Blu Hefner' Stevens




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Teach Me How

How to love. How to feel. How to share.

How can one who has taught so many, not know how himself? I mean I understand the outer and inner workings of it. But yet I still make the same mistakes as others do. Except my mistakes are educated mistakes. You see, I know the difference between love and being in-love. But knowing the difference has not obtained love for me. I put my trust and faith in the Lord. I understand, know, and believe that God is love. So why must I endure the same trials as those who don’t know? I know I have my faults. But I know for a fact that I am a good man. I don’t cheat, I don’t smoke, I don’t drink, I don’t do drugs, and I don’t have any children(R.I.P. Mercedez Ania Stevens). And on top of that my record is impeccable. I have a bachelors degree, I am a member of Phi Beta Sigma Fraternity, Inc., I am a Prince Hall Free & Accepted Mason, amongst other prestigious affiliations. I’m a perfect gentleman. And who could forget that I am sexier than applesauce. Just a little humor for you. I have loved and lost. I have loved and won, but still lost. But not once have I been in-love.

For people who don’t know, to love and to be in-love are two entirely different things. You can love anyone. There can always be love in many situations. But everyone can not be in-love. When you are in-love nothing else matters accept that person you are in-love with. And when you are in-love the other person is in-love with you. It takes two people to be in-love. And I know a lot of you are saying that your in-love or have been in-love. But honesty you have just loved and included infatuation in it. But that does not pertain to the happily married. I believe you only can be in-love once. And that is with your soul-mate. The one specific person God has created for you.

Addiction is something that you cant stop. If you cant control your emotional state, then you must be addicted to it. How can someone say their in-love with a specific person? When in reality they are only in-love with the anticipation of the emotions their addicted to. Because the same person can fall out of favor the next week by not complying. I am not one of those people that throw around words for others or my own gratification. Now I need to understand how to use and live with my addiction. I am addicted to love.

So now I know of my desired addiction. But how do I obtain it? How do I feel it? How do I share it? God says that the man should go out and find his woman. So now I must search with the assistance of the Lord. Those who sit and wait; what are you waiting for? It will not fall in your lap. God does for those who are doing for themselves. And one thing I hear people constantly say is, “I need to find myself before I be with someone else”. And I ask you, “are you serious?”. I’m going to be completely honest with you: you will never find yourself, because you are yourself. You cant find you, but you can create you. You make you. The choices you make, make you. You cant find yourself. You must create yourself. See here I go teaching again. But seriously, I know that my soul-mate is out there. But when she comes into my life or if she is already in my life already; how can I love her?

Maybe I can teach myself. Ohh, I forgot that I tried that already. So I guess I’m back at where I started. Maybe she knows who she is, but she is afraid of letting me know. I have everything in my life except my love for her. So please teach me how to love. Show me the way to surrender my heart. Girl I'm so lost. Teach me how to love. How I can get my emotions involved? Teach me; show me how to love. So if you know its you, or you can show me. Then can you please TEACH ME HOW TO LOVE???



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R.I.P. Michael Jackson

The Greatest Entertainer that ever lived died yesterday. Michael Jackson "The King of Pop" died yesterday after suffering from a cardiac arrest incident. I remember when I was little, I used to watch Michael Jackson's Moon Walker movie over and over. I owned the Michael Jackson doll, and I even owned the Michael Jackson video game for Sega Genesis. Michael Jackson was the Man! I mean who didn't want to be like Michael? My mother grew up on him; I grew up on him; and my soon to be daughter and future children will grow up on him. Michael Jackson inspired and showed many of us who came from nothing, that we could have something and succeed in the world. I know; because I was one of the many that have been inspired. Because of Michael and many others, music has became my life. So Michael; I Thank You. My condolences go out to the Jackson Family. And let Me add to the Billion of people around the world and say that Michael will be missed, but his soul will never die. Michael Jackson WILL Continue To Live On Through His Music.


R.I.P. Michael "King of Pop" Jackson



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The Tears I Cry...

Yesterday I was riding with my sister to look at some houses, and her and my nephew kept talking about how they wanted a Mercedes. I mean they kept going on and on about the different Mercedes that they liked. And as they were talking back and forth, I started to get sad. It took a lot of strength for me not to burst out into tears. Why couldn’t they say they wanted a benz like everyone else? I mean there was nothing wrong with their conversation. Because I too wanted a Mercedez. I wanted my daughter Mercedez back.

She only lived for a few seconds, but I cherish every moment that I got to spend with her. I guess it wasn’t their fault that they kept using her name. Can I ever move on? I doubt it. I mean who can move passed their child’s death?

I remember holding her in my arms. I was only 17; but the doctor felt that it would help me cope with the death if I held her. Mercedez Ania Stevens, is what we named her. I bet she would be a beautiful little girl right now. Sometimes I dream of her as a young girl holding my hand. What does that mean? I would of gave my life, just so she could live. I never experienced love at the level until then. And even now I have not experienced that love after so long. In my relationships with women I don’t even bring up sex; I let them bring up the subject. All sex will do is get me closer to maybe having another child. But what if the next child didn’t make it? I don’t think I could bear any more pain. I truly have to love a woman now to have sex with her. Its more than just sex to me, it’s a connection of our two souls. I love Mercedez. She is the only woman that has truly understood me. She understood me in the womb, and she still understands me in Heaven.

When I say I love you, I really mean it. I love you Mercedez. And whomever I ever uttered those words to; please believe that I meant it with all of my heart. I know no woman can ever replace my daughter. But I know that God has one out there that can make me feel that same love that I have for my daughter. And I know she too will make me cry; cry tears of joy.

But until then……I will continue to cry for my daughter. It is an expression of my love for her.

Rest In Peace Mercedez Ania Stevens

Your father misses you and loves you.



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Real Men Don't Hit Women

Today Chris Brown beat getting jail time, by copping a plea. In his plea deal he got 5 years probation, and 180 days doing community labor (8 hours a day -- 1440 hours total). I don't condone men hitting women at all. So this is a great disappointment in My honest opinion. Don't get me wrong, Chris Brown is a great artist. But hitting a woman in the face is a NO-NO! I am extra disappointed in Rihanna's family and friends also. Because if a man hit a woman in My family or one of My close female friends then he would have got his ass beat with the quickness! To me, I feel that he got away scott free, and it is a bunch of bullshit! But that's how life goes. I'm still looking forward to good music from the young boy, but I can't respect him as a man ever in My life. And that's real!


Here is a link to the TMZ report: http://www.tmz.com/2009/06/22/chris-brown-cops-plea-rihanna-assault/



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Recess

Sometimes I sit suspended; as my thoughts circle my journey, and my words forgive time for being late to the past. I wonder if you can see them. My heart beats generous to the circumstances that my experience eluded. Casual existence perpetuated by delusions of truthful fallacy. They can see you. My eyes breathe, as I plant 10 seeds that engulf mustard. Never wondering if my time moved as I moved, because I moved time. Still following the cotton tail, the sky falls as I turn away before the glass looks. I can see them. The feline prays, as I prey through the hole of which worms exhausted. Always worried about time, until it stood still; I made it. They protect me, until the bell rings. And they watch me after it does. This is my path. The bell rings. Recess. Is. Over. I begin again.


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Senate Approves Apology To African-Americans For Slavery

So we have finally seen the day where we have the first unanimous decision of a formal apology from congress. But don't jump for joy to quick everyone. In this resolution congress does not state anything about reparations to African-Americans. Hopefully we will see the Black Caucus stand up and get something placed in the resolution for reparations. But I am not counting on it. And another thing is that I Pray that President Obama doesn't attend congresses' celebration in announcement of this apology unless it includes something about reparations in it. I will definitely be watching. It's only right that reparations are given. And that would definitely be Proper Politics.

Here is the link for the WSJ Article: http://online.wsj.com/article/BT-CO-20090618-712839.html



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The Lasers Manifesto

Lupe Fiasco's "LASERS" album will be the greatest album of 2009 besides my "BITCH, I'M FROM THE SUBURBS" Mixtape in my honest opinion. Here is a post from Lupe's site about what "LASERS" mean.


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THE L.A.S.E.R.S. MANIFESTO

To Every Man, Woman & Child...

1. We Want An End To The Glamorization Of Negativity In The Media.

2. We Want An End To Status Symbols Dictating Our Worth As Individuals.

3. We Want A Meaningful And Universal Education System.

4. We Want Substance In The Place Of Popularity.

5. We Will Not Compromise Who We Are To Be Accepted By The Crowd.

6. We Want The Invisible Walls That Separate By Wealth, Race & Class To Be Torn Down.

7. We Want To Think Our Own Thoughts.

8. We Will Be Responsible For Our Environment.

9. We Want Clarity & Truth From Our Elected Officials Or They Should Move Aside.

10. We Want Love Not Lies.

11. We Want An End To All Wars. Foreign & Domestic (Violence).

12. We Want An End To The Processed Culture Of Exploitation, Over-Consumption & Waste.

13. We Want Knowledge, Understanding & Peace.

14. WE WILL NOT LOSE BECAUSE WE ARE NOT LOSERS, WE ARE LASERS!!!

Lasers are the opposite of losers. Lasers are shining beams of light that burn through the darkness of ignorance. Lasers shed light on injustice and inequality. Losers stand by and let things happen. Lasers act and shape their own destinies. Lasers find meaning and direction in the mysteries all around them. Lasers stand for love and compassion. Lasers stand for peace. Lasers stand for progression. Lasers are revolutionary.
Lasers Are The Future.

We're Not Losers...We Are L.A.S.E.R.S.!!!

Love Always Shines Every-time Remember 2 Smile!

-Lupe Fiasco

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What's Proper? Let me welcome you to my humble blog: "Proper"!!! Through this blog you will be able to follow Me as I journey through Space. This blog is a reflection of My thoughts, and life as a Martian. I represent all things Proper. Proper clothing. Proper speech. Proper etiquette. Proper life. Proper technology. Proper swag. Proper politics. And most importantly Proper self.

I have been back and forth between Earth & Mars on many occasions. And when I am on Mars I never see anyone that claims they are Aliens or Martians. I am the only one there! Sometimes it gets lonely being the only Martian on Earth, but in the end I must remain Proper.

So Please Embrace The Martian!!!

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