Perspective

I debutted this poem at a slam last Thursday!

We have lived in a world where there is no ‘we’

and it’s partly because I’m a different me.

It’s crazy when you think on how you think it can be

that you clearly still have love for me.

You love me,

I loved him, you loved her,

we loved so much even when the love hurt.

I used to not sleep thinking about what could occur

and as time went on we both questioned our words.

Was it possible that we both still felt

the same as before? Can you please help?

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I guess you couldn’t understand these things

you loved so much that it slowly turned to hate

you hated how much our moods would swing,

you hated every one of my ‘cute little things’,

you hated how you was way too late

to admit to me what it really was

you never understood that your action really does

have consequences on my personal health

I would stress, be depressed and plain hurt myself

you claim ‘love’ but please put that back on the shelf

because what’s love got to do with it when you don’t love yourself?

2014 in review (Better late!)

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A Freebie!

Because I haven’t posted any new content in so long, I decided to give a preview of a non Fiction essay I was just transferring to my computer.
Hope you enjoy my attempt at fitting in!

Flo Fashion

I have soon discovered that I have entered a never-ending game of catch-up around age six.

If Jansen gets a SEGA Genesis console, I will get one two-three months later, without a game. When a certain clothing brand starts trending, I acquire something similar maybe six months later thanks, usually, to my dad’s brother, Frank.

For about a month, I would see Jansen socialize with a group of boys I’ve never seen at school before. He and his older brother, Justin, have grown a fan base overnight and it is steadily killing our play time together. I have already made a few attempts at joining the groupies and eventually, I unwittingly become the butt of a few jokes.

The other kids would question my friendship with Jansen, wondering why he’d bother even talking to me. Being the friend he is, he has asked me, begged me to come with him on a Saturday morning to a park he and his brother visit.

I reluctantly oblige, and show up wishing I could have recorded my cartoons before leaving.

“Oh grow up, D.J. Look, the coach is already here!” Jansen replies to my troubles.

“Coach?” I look around, “coach for what?”

At this moment, a tall man carrying a bag of brown balls and a large stomach calls my friend and his brother as he throws a ball high into the air. The brothers take off, pushing each other as they race down the way. I half expect their tongues to hang out their mouths as they run. Justin outruns his younger brother and catches it, then for some reason he throws it back.

“Go ahead and catch that for me, young blood,” the coach says as it rotates slowly in the air.

Being new to this idea, I realize I have no idea what to do and I panic. My eyes grow as the fear-seeking missile points its nose at me; accelerating after identifying its target. Holding back my very manly scream, I throw both hands palm-side out, ready to embrace the rocket…

I feel weightless, a strange and curious sense of floating grabs my attention as I hear a voice echo across what feels like miles of nothingness.

“D.J.! Get up!” My eyelids struggle to open as I feel a hand continuously slap against my cheeks.

“Did I catch it?” I ask, blood trickling down my face with my glasses which are bent inwards.

“I think you should try being a tight end,” the coach declares.

Let’s Have a Quick Update

Since it has been about a month since I completed a blog entry (I am working on something else!) I think now, right before the Holidays hit, I’ll let you guys know what I’m working on.

1) Part 3 is on its way. I hinted at this through various social media sites but here is the “official” announcement:
I am returning to my Generational Anxiety blog series. Part 3 will be soon!

2) Has anyone heard of seen.is? It’s a brand new social media site. I decided to check it out and I’ll let you know via fb/twitter what I think.

3) The Spoke’n’Word Festival on Nov 29! It was….okay. I performed the 28th Amendment (had to start off with fire) and went slower than you see in Frankfurt (click here to watch!). Yet, it wasn’t as appreciated as it was in Germany. Different people praised it and stated their opinions regarding the audience who voted (5 randomly selected members) and how tired people were by the time I stepped on stage being 1 out of 2 people speaking English.
Whatever, I did accomplish my main objective; impress the international poets. This leads to…

4) I met a poet from Italy who really liked the 28th Amendment – the words and my performance – and he invited me to Torino where he hosts some slam events.
Today, he just gave me the dates for 4 different cities! Assuming I don’t attend the one in Alghero on the 28th (it’s pretty last minute when I still have an obligation to visit Ukraine first), 2015 will be the next…er…stage for Daedalus Chaos!

Debuting in Germany

Well!

I have Youtube’d (that’s a verb, PROMISE) my performance in Frankfurt am Main, Germany.

First, here is the 28th Amendment (sometimes known as Poetry Constitution).

and Ode to Public Transportation (German version)

The Warsaw Spoke’N’Word Festival is THIS Saturday! I’m so excited to impress people!!!!

I Guess I Count as an International Winner

So I arrived in Frankfurt am Main, Germany on the 14th and found my way to the Poetry Slam there. I was amazed at how many people came to watch, the venue was PACKED.

After I performed the 28th Amendment – which left the crowd blown away – I talked to other poets who told me that a few of them have competed and won on the national (Germany) level. WHOA

I moved on to the final and decided to go with a poem catering towards my German audience, Ode to Public Transportation (obviously replacing the Polish dialogue with German) and the liked it. I received a bottle of wine for being a finalist, it was amazing.

Due to my performance, I was invited to another slam on Saturday night, the 15th to a small place in Karlsuhe, about 200km south of Frankfurt.

Here, I again performed the 28th Amendment but then decided to debut Crippling Insecurity/Regaining Confidence. I believe they loved it – hard to tell with far fewer people there. Regardless, I ended up winning!

I suppose I’m now a serious Slam Poet!

November 29th is just around the corner.

Sometimes I got to be out at the height of the night

I am currently traveling to Germany. I’ll be performing at a slam poetry competition Friday the 14th and I’m very excited!

On November 29th I’ll be performing at the Spoke’n’Word Festival in Warsaw, Poland.

Daedalus Chaos is gonna rock the stages in Europe!

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