5/30/10

Re-Habilitation

Scent captured
Then proceeded, defeated
Succumbed to infatuation
Head up, eyes wide
Heart open, soul blind
Treat her delicately, said the center

Eyes piercing, color ran red
Lips speaking, I’m reading
Envision… prolong her
Voice, spoke volumes
Mind, only focus comprehensive

Soul sold to sin, Eyes could read no longer
So eye tasted
Petals ran soft, the dire replenished
Vibe intensified, wall diminished
So I savored

Now I crave, more than her
"She"… conceptualized
The flavor
It is her I despise, ecstatic
Self-inflicted addiction

+gsjr.

Visual: Wiz Khalifa- "Goodbye"

Wiz Khalifa "Goodbye" music video from Salvatore Fullmore on Vimeo.

5/24/10

Visuals: Jaydiohead.

Jaydiohead Ignorant Swan Medley from SUBVOYANT on Vimeo.


Radiohead & Jay-z visual for ignorant swan medley

"Black ICE.."

Black Ice

Froze over to the minus degree,
her lungs expanded what she believed was full yet remained empty.
Pockets full of green,
yet her soul was the reflection of a bottomless black [w]hole lacking.
Day in and day out…
each day was occupied by the infinite tasks she took on to fill a void she neglected to address.
Put on and put out…
because for her more was never less, captivated by the result rather than the process
She was a product of her yesterday,
a moment that forever haunted her entirety and now she found herself here.
Amongst a world full of strangers, a realm of “no can dos” and “nevers” …Lost.

She is black ice, tossed and tripped upon,
with no intent to be admired or adored.
Shuffled across pavements, pushed, scrapped and scattered amongst lawns,
for she is never the type to be included in photos or Christmas décor.
The shade of Moca latte and Dark chocolate..
temperature below zero resulting from a heart scorned.
To know her is to never have known her at all.
She is at bay, at distance and further more.
She exhibits just enough emotion to appear to be involved,
but dull enough to avoid the responsibility of casual living and minor conversations in halls.

She is black ice… awkward,
yet rare,
but never feels beautiful.
Stuck in the definition
of the glossy glass depiction.. of what ice should be
she stares in the mirror and destroys “she.”
Scanning the atlas of her landscape
pointing out every monument that is different from the next state.
She’s critical,
a perfectionist because for her to be frozen is to be...
locked in a series of compounds that is no illustration of what she sees.
Frigid perfection...
creates her desired creation
...and that’s far from what she needs.
Frozen in a facade of social comfort…
a comfort that she never once experienced…
a comfort that never proved itself,
as it never claimed her,
never said she was theirs,
never announced to the world she had a place,
a location,
a reason,
a purpose,
a for sure moment..
when black ice was cool and collected as one woman seen in her reflection.

She is bLaCk iCe… lost in the light


-Zsazsa khu Lawson

5/16/10

"JULY"

Mind stationed on the agenda

Instead of being patient, mine races anxious

Dying for the atonement

Reparation for the devastation of time being in control

Deep in concentration heavily awaiting for the explanation

Although I know

Elation hating the separation with passion

Everlasting imagery of the sensation

Despite implications time froze

Today the wind blew straight in my direction forcing my eyes closed

Hoping when I opened them it was you waiting

Sight turned to glare and only disappointment was there

Now I hold on to the subtle contact made usually initiated by my impatience

Avoiding blatant statements saving for when we again are in the same time zone

Mind blown, I kind of want you

No lie

Only way to truly say how much I anticipate

When you arrive, come July


+garysatterwhitejr.

5/10/10

"Show Me Who You Are"

Deliver me from perception, impressions, leaving an imprint on my reception.

Imagery drawn from reaction limiting interaction draws me closer to your every dimension.

Now I yearn.

Self-expression without a question teaches me a lesson, so now I learn.

You, that is.

Mindful of your mind, full of thoughts of sought after desire.

Mine, in search of why it is you I inquire.

Do I dare?

Why yes, time after time my mind rewinds admiring your design.

Examining your blueprint, it is you I stare.

Truly divine.

There is where I should be.

In the grasp of you clenching me as if on earth, we were the last two.

In awe of my own view, only you I see.

Wondering if my discovery permits her heart to try and uncover me.

I realize her angelically, so you are.

Basking in coexistence, day or night, never too far.

Physically, emotion is expressed and curiosity is slain.

I say this plain seeking sublimity as high as the biggest star.

It will simply bring about pleasure that’s easy to sustain.

I want to know, so I plead.

Show me who you are.

+garysatterwhitejr.

5/9/10

Jabbawockeez @ World of Dance Show in Pomona, CA


the jabbawockeez are incredible. this we know. but 12 minutes straight of raw?? i mean this is just ridiculous.

+garysatterwhitejr.

5/7/10

Jesse Boykins III x "Amorous" video


very much enjoyed the concept of this video. here at ConfabulateTHISS, we are indeed a fan and supporter of Jesse. a MUST watch for the lovers.

+garysatterwhitejr.