Words are Blitzing In My Head On This Weirdest of Saturday Nights.
Spring Break Fever Has Hit Miami in Full Bloom...But instead of Partying Here I Write.
I Feel Like I Should Be Doing Something, it's Six Minutes Until Midnight, But I'm Trying 2 Think With All My Might.
Perhaps I Should Be Washing Dishes, Cleaning Off My High End Kicks, It Just Warpy...Like Those Twilight Zone Episodes of Such Fright.
Earlier 2day, My Life Almost Came 2 An End...Before Tha TV Show, Tha Starlet or Tha Book.
This Raggedy Pickup Truck Ran a Red Light off of Biscayne So Bad...Like a Bank Crime Dash By a Crook.
It was Incredible How Close This Story Almost Became a Frightening Nightmare...Tha Way People Drive Nowadays is So Berserk.
U Drive Like Ur Personality, And Obviously There Are a Lot of Jealous and Downtrodden People around Cuz Tha Rudeness on Tha Roads Shows and Attitude of Pure Dirt.
Then I Stop By This Unnamed Restaurant for My Pick-Up Order, I get Home With My Mouth Ready 2 Dig In.
I Open Up Tha Styrofoam Box, and Low 2 Behold, These Home Skillets Messed Up My Order, Tha Ultimate of Dining Sins.
I Wanted Dark Meat instead of a Breast and a Wing...Great Legs and Thighs Are Tha Way 2 My Heart...With What I Eat and I Guess Also With Women.
So Now I'm Sitting in My Chair Performing a Quick Jessica Alba Mediation Period...Trying 2 Gather A Peace of Mind, Not Through Slamming My Fist But Through Inner Zen.
'Life is Not Your Enemy.' That was a Line I Heard Earlier Today...That was Before I Thought I heard a Peeping Tom.
Yeah...All This Is Happening on One Slow Yet Crazy Night...Tha Type U Wanna Sleep in Ur PJ's With Ur Mom!
I'm Laying Down in Bed Visualizing Wealth, Fun, And Putting Together Tha Best Team Fun and Luv Can Buy...Boy, I need 2 Put These Quotes on CD-Rom!!
When All of a Sudden, I Hear a 'Ba-Doom Boop!' Outside Tha My Window of My Beach Pad, Now I'm Wishing I Had Tha Super Soaker 2000 Gun!
Shhhh...I just Heard it again...
Here in South Beach, These Gangsta Black Cats Have been known 2 Do Wild Stuff, Perhaps Some Alley Cat is Tripping off Of Some LSD or MDNA.
I Remember Tha First Time I Heard a Cat Sneeze, it was Early Morning, Still Dark here in Tha Hood and I Heard a 'Ah-Chew!' Only There Wasn't a Person Around, Just This Catzay.
Immediately I was Like 'What in Tha Bloody Name of Sam Smith is This?'...I'm a Thug of Sorts But I Picked up Speed as I walked 2 My Car, This Wasn't How I Wanted 2 Begin My Day.
I Hopped In, Hoping That No 'I know What U Did Last Summer' Magictree was About 2 Go Down...It Took My A Few Deep Breaths Before I felt OK.
Somebody told me I was Born On An October 30...There's no Such Thang as Age or Years but I know Or Recall Tha Disney Channel when it Used 2 Play Music Videos During Commercial Breaks.
My Favorite Disney Movie wasn't Cinderella or Mickey Doing His David Copperfield Meets Quincy Jones Impression in Fantasia, But it was Sleepy Hollow...I thought it was So Great.
This Dorky Bloke Ichabod Crane Having a Fancy for This Around Tha Way Hottie...Then Having a Headless Horseman Chase Him Over Rivers, Covered Bridges...All This in Tha Name of a Date.
Guess My life Has Been Surrounded By Weird Things Happening 2 Me...One Day I'm Shaking Hands With President Clinton...Tha Next I'm on a Judge Mathis Show...I wish I Had it All on Tape.
Does Anybody Believe in Angels on Earth? And No, I'm Not Talking About Those Vicki Babes With Those Million Dollar Bras on, Bouncing Down Tha Runway With Wings and a Shake.
Nor Am I Talking About That Latin Angel TV Show on That Spanish Channel Where Tha Mommys Are Rocking Tiny Bikinis...And With Bodies That Leave U Wondering if They Are Real or Fake.
But I'm Talking about Heavenly Beings, Guardian Angels, In Which Situations occur That Has U Thinking...Tha Ordinary This Does Not Make.
I got Two Stories...Once Again kind of Intimate...Have 2 Deviate from Tha Poetry Cuz I can Write a Tad More Free in an Sorta Anne Frank Type of Writing State.
Tha first was Well...Both of them Began Sorta on Tha Playground. I'm a Basketball player, been one All my life. I'm originally an Indiana Boy, so all we Do is Play Hoops and Chase Farm Girls. I mean back in Tha Day up in Tha Midwest a Girl with a Cute Face, Nice Buddha Tummy, showing a Little Butt Crack in Dem Jeans used 2 Be a Major Turn on for me. And Don't Get me Started about a Gurl who 'Snorts' When She Laughs! Number 42 on my Bucket List is...'In A Barn!' And I'll let ur imagination Decipher What That Means.
I used to go to this playground to workout. Do my Basketball Drills and Work on my skills. It was Out in Oak Hills, which was a Few blocks from my Grandpa. It was Quiet. I was Kind of a Loner when it comes to getting my work in. I wanted no press around. Wasn't interested in Pick Up games from Street Dudes Who could Ruin Your Career. I was Serious about Working on my Jump Shot and Developing New Go-To Moves to get Ready for Tha Season. This was my Sophmore Year I Think...So I was Out There One Day, and Next Thing I know it This Old Beat Up Yellow Station Wagon Pulls Up to Tha Fence Nect to Tha Court. I'm Getting shots up, and Then Look over and see This Car. I'm selfish about Having Tha Entire Court to myself, just because I used all 94 feet, so this car pulls up and I'm kinda like 'Who is This?'
Next thing I know it, This Straggly Grey Haired Guy gets out and is walking towards me on Tha Court. He asked me if He Could Shoot With me. I say, 'Sure'. So my Workout is basically over, and We're Trading Shots...Freaking A its One Minute Til 1am, Oh Well...So we're Trading Shots and then He begins To give me Tips. First, I took some more shots and Then He says Come here. I walk over Hoping this Wasn't Gonna Turn into a 'Chester Tha Molester' Type of Ordeal (I Actually knew One) so I walk over and he's Telling me or basically Changing my Shot on Tha Court. Now I'm not gonna Brag but I Can Hoop, I'll leave it at That. But he was telling me how I Should move my Gide Hand (My Left) to Tha Side And Follow Through With My Shooting Hand (My Right)...It was Weird. Then he Starts giving me Advice that I'll never forget. He talked about nutrition and How I should take care of my body. I think it was him Who told me it takes 3 Days for Red Meat to leave Tha Body's System. I'm not a Huge Red Meat Eater, I'm more into Chicken, Turkey, Fish...I Would Luv 2 Try Some Grass-Fed Bison but Sometimes Tha Prices, especially Here in South Beach are Outrageous. But I'll still grub on Ribs or a Burger Every now and Again. But that has Stuck in my mind.
But Tha biggest Chicken McNugget He Gave me was on Rest. He was Ultra Animate on this. He told me Tha Human body needs 6 1/2 Hours of rest to properly Function. Over Time...He's Been Right. So if I'm Out Late like Hanging Out or at a Party or Club, i Mentally Do Tha Math Especially if I Have a Workout Tha Next Day or Morning planned. That "6 1/2 Hour" Rule comes into play. After I Finish Grinding to Sisqo's 'Thong Song', I'm Out!!! But it's Tha Way he Said it...And His Presence...And How He Left. No, he Didn't Leave On a Cloud Ascending Up Above, but it was Like We was Talking...He's a Sharing All This Secert Knowledge and He was Gone Back into His Hooptie Ride. I'm not even Sure I got his name. After he left I took a few more shots and then it 100% Hit me...
That was Secretly an Angel.
Tha Second Time has even more Mystery to it. Now in High School, I knew Almost everybody. Definitely a Lot of Gurls...And A Lot of Gurls Knew Me throughout...Upper Classmen...Band Geeks, Cheerleaders, Rich Kids, Gangsta Gurls with Razors in their mouth Under Their Tongue...I knew Tha Honeys. But I never Dated anybody In High School. Had some Crushes...I remember This One Mexican Beauty Who looked Like a Barbie. She was Right. It was This One Girl in Band I Really liked. Long black Hair, Short Build, Almost Like a Gothic Christina Aguliera With Her Boobs and Tiny Frame. But I was Too Concerned That a Girl like Her didn't Fit my 'Image'...Interracial Dating, Smart Jock With Sorta Smart Punk Rock...She was In my Book, Tha Hottest Gurl in School that nobody Talked About. And of Course, that's Always Tha Best Kind.
I thought my fortunes were Gonna Change though, my Senior Year. I was Going Out With a 'Bang!' Building off Tha Summer I knew My Basketball Game Was Gonna Be Right...Me and My 'KP' Boys, still Tha Hottest Gang, I mean 'Organization' was Gonna Run Tha School, Tha Town and Through Tha Hottest Gurls. It was a Given. Yet, I was not ready for this Gurl I saw on Tha First day of school. OMG! I see This Gurl in Tha Halls, She was Easily Tha Cutest Girl I've Ever Seen up to that Point. Her face was CoverGirl Material. Her Body was like Athletic but 'Girl Next Door' Strip Club Curvy (If That Makes Sense!) Her Skin Was Perfect Carmel...And She Has Like Curly Tan/Black hair To Match. God finally Heard My Prayers! No Exaggeration...She was Amazingly Beautiful. Trust me on This. But...Nobody knew Who She Was! Supposedly She was in Another Grade, but I had 2 Have Her.
I was 'That Guy' who used to always post up in Tha Hallways wanting 2 use up every bit of those Five minutes before Passing Period. Then when I heard that 'Ding' from Tha Minute Bell, u See me Running through Tha Halls Accross School trying 2 Get into Class on time. I would see her, and my Heart Would just beat...Mouth Drop...She Would Wear these Blue Jean Overalls that Would Hug her To a Tee. I didn't know What to Do. I knew Everyone, just about in school, she was a Mystery...A Flat Out Mystery.
So I had 2 Go to Tha BBall Courts once again. I'm asking 'Tha Head Coach in Tha Sky' What Do I Do. I'm Shooting Around...Hearing Tha 'Swish' of Tha Nets...But All Tha Time I'm thinking I have Seen Tha Most Attractive Gurl ever, Like if u Drew a Sketch of What I wanted My Gurl to look like it was Her. Cute. Hot. Beautiful. But it's like She Gliding along and Nobody knows Who she Is. To say, I was Perplexed would be an Understatement. Next Thing I know it, as I was Shooting I Distinctively Heard a Voice Say, 'You Will know Her Name Sooner Than You Think.'
Tha Next Day...
I used 2 Like to visit My Advisor So I could Skip Class...I mean, get My Education on Track. So it was one of those Days Where I needed Some Help Getting into This Particular Class. I get Called Outta Class (Yes!!) and I walk down to Tha Guidance Office and Low and Behold, Who Do u Think I see Sitting at This Small Table All Alone. You Got It...My Dream Girl. I was Stunned cuz Tha Day before I was Told I Would Know...So I walk in and I think I sat At Tha Same Table. She looked at me, and We a Exchanged 'Hi's'. Next Thing I know it, this Woman comes from a back Office and says...
'Julie! I'm ready to see You.'
Now I'm really Stunned cuz I now Know her name just as I was told I would. My Conselor calls me into his Office, but I'm still at a Complete Shock at What Happened and Just went Down. After Our Meeting I rushed out and Of Course...She was Gone...Forever.
I never saw her again. I asked folks and they looked at me Cock-eyed like a Lunatic. She Quietly Came and Quietly Left. I asked a lot of folks, maybe even Teachers too, I think I did but...Nope.. She was Gone. I believe in my heart She was an Angel and ...it tough 2 Explain. Like she was sent As a Sign or Something. She didn't just leave Tha School. No sign of her in yearbooks...it was Crazy. I felt..And Almost Still today She was Tha Closest I've Come to My 'Perfect Gurl'. I've named My Basketball Julie and Everyone Since. Cuz She Represented My Dream Babe. And as much as I've Gotten Caught up With Tha Schemes and Episodes with Girls From Here in Miami to Oregon...Illinois...Maine...London...Cali...Paris...Australia and Many Other Places Around Tha World...I have Prayed and Wanted So Bad To Relive That Feeling I had Seeing and being in tha Presence of Julie. One Day its Gonna Happen...Very Soon Actually...And This Time She Won't Get Away...
This Time...After All I've been Through...I Finally...Finally...
Found Somebody Worthy Once Again...
To Be Called...
My Angel.
Its 2:04 am.
So Cheers and Good Nite Mates.
From My Heart.
Galaxia.
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