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Poetry VLog (NOT QUITE PSYCHO)
:) Im having a really good day. So here’s me being an idiot… Enjoi! :)
—–AlienSpaceShipSpaceWhip NakedIntheMatrix— over J dilla
Alien space ship space whip the matrix you should see my fuckinfaces .
got abstract bars so I had to contact mars, I need some alien beats that I can bump in my car…
*Beep boop*. Message received! “Nina Shade; Earthling. Ayo we got what you need.”
So I jumped in the space ship space whip bumping mix tape “matrix”my girlfriend naked.
(And you know she’s getting probed in all kinda places.)
Next thing you know Im all bobby tech digital. Blasted off in the ride to the next stop the hydroponic shop endo.
Back to home planet and I wanna hit it again. Turntables. Incence and INTENSE… yeah…
The red pill and the blue pill sitting on the dresser. I decided to pop both to trip and see what would happen.
The shadows and lights were some magical plight. Shout outs to MARS
“what a magical night…”
-Nina
Art Installation; Nina : Raven and Chief. UBC Aboriginal Law Clinic
JUST COMPLETED MY 100TH YOUTUBE VIDEO!!! yay! Goodnightnina – Abstract bars till I laughed too hard. (Over J Dilla Pt. 3)
I hope my rhymings timeless; Poetic royal highness. “Minus the riches;” So… My rags will wash the dishes.
Whats the tea?
Turn on the kettle like… Ride my D–K or… My whip? Don’t trip it is a pedal bike.
Thats me.
I used to love some… doctor sues… Rhymes about hungry 8 legged octopuss.
OFF DA HOOK!
Im silly. Silly as a hillbilly. Driving a Lexus coup bumping biggie smoking a ciggy getting jiggy.
Really?
Naw son, Im dead cereal. Fruit loops enduced delirium. 6 AM: Dropping body parts in my gold fish aquarium
Vegetarian!
I DO NOT EAT GREEN EGGS N HAM. They Live, We Sleep. I’m out of bubble gum.
I guess its time I kick ass.
When I was a kid I danced around to brass monkey. Now I’m all grown up dance around to brass monkey. I tried to go to class n pass but math flunked me. Fuck me!
Hashtag Skunk Weed
I found some magic mushrooms on the way to the recycle depot. I could go pick them right now and become a psycho people.
Coffee refill?
Talking to the stars by Nina Yin. Goodnightnina Poetry Reading
She would “talk” to the stars
She would dance with nature and sing with the birds
The crows in particular, making her smile. 🙂
Her best friend was the raven AND her worst enemy…
Her imagination was extravagant
The date of earth wasn’t reality
Time nor place replaced by visions
In drum circles with the village
She would sing of the life and it’s rhythm
Eventually she talked with the stars
Her hopes and her dreams and the natural mystic
It took decades as the speed of light was not fast enough
But the stars replied
With the wisdom she seeked; the life she wanted to live;
Impossibility is laughable now
The truth
Was closer and close enough to touch and feel
Tantalising reality of the sacred unity with her stars
The stars are out tonight
looking down
Or looking up
As we live our lives, they speak.
It takes time
but what is time?
I could write this forever in time.
Thanking the stars.
For their love.
Love Nina
GoodnightNina. 