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Source: FRANK SALVADOR…7/15…
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Misty Rain on Mt. Lu – Su Tung-P’o
“Misty rain on Mount Lu,
and waves surging in Che-chiang.
When you have not yet been there,
many a regret surely you have;
but once there and heading homeward,
how matter-of-fact everything looks!
Misty rain on Mount Lu,
and waves surging in Che-chiang.”
—- Su Tung-P’o
Zen Samurai -Poetry of war. By Nina Yin
Meditation on inevitable death should be performed daily, once ones body and mind are at peace; they should imagine being ripped apart by arrows, swords, and spears.
Being thrown off thousand foot cliffs, dying of disease, or commuting seppuku at the deaths of one’s master.
One should consider themselves as dead..
-Hagakure
Why should I be afraid to face anything, death….
Here and now I stand strong as myrtle trees. In depth in the substance of the way.
Although tyrant treachery stands to my face clutching weapons; I have nothing to hide nor fear… with weapons of my own.
Do not attest to who and what I am before I eclipse your mind into the nothingness in which we came from.
You cannot acclimate to this level of which you I fear not; devil in the midst, you make me laugh as I draw my sword.
Like an olden tax collector in Roman times you harass the poor and underprivileged. You disgrace the city we worked so hard to rise.
I didn’t know it was tax collection day….
I cut you down at dawn and watch the sunrise twinkle in your pool of blood, wiping my blade on your Babylonian uniform.
Bowing unto your rotting flesh.
-Nina
Downtown Eastside Vancouver (Nina Yin Street Videography) /Night Traps by Ashes of Purgatory
The streets of Vancouver tell millions of stories, good and bad. This day was an incredibly dark day of my life and has lurking memories attached with it, I could have easily overdosed or been taken advantage of in the making of this short film. Night Traps by Ashes of Purgatory / my best friend recorded this with me at Deluca sound Lab, he was living in the Sun Ah projects while I was hustling and had taken far too much substance 911 was eventually called but this footage was taken right up to that point. Night Traps. Street photography / cinematography. Vancouver’s downtown east side. A dark day.
Tired…
Imma jump in my clouds. I got like… 7
Warm n fuzzy bubbly cuddly pillows, It’s heaven.
Never wanted to cloud so bad.
Proud I made it half past broken hands…
of time… God Damn I’m tired.
Gotta coffee hangover like a beaned out scitzo.
I ain’t far from it, admit»so.
I need my brain rewired, chemicals balanced.
Falling into entrancement.
The thought of my clouds are sounding oh so romantic.
We are illegal. – Nina
We / The people: are illegal.
Conflicted because our species imperfect.
Maximum security planet earth
And can’t search the leaky facility.
Nothing will ever be enough for what is strived enough for.
Longing we have for freedom.
Even if you jump the fence you suffer the fall.
Law upon law upon law upon law upon law.
Get your passport it’s time to go.
But who’s in control of the borders flow.
It’s not the masses.
Bob Marley once said “Every law is illegal”
He’s probably right
Governments controlling the people.
So stay out of sight of the eagles.
Nina
Graffiti of the day! DR. DHEO#!!…
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Source: DR. DHEO…
Nina Shade ( Nina Yin) Goodnightnina – Dreams / Every Night (Slam poetry over J Dilla)
Lyrics:
Dreams….
I dream every night. It’s like I don’t sleep; I’m far to busy venturing rivers and streams, painting graffiti on infinite trains.
My dreams are what dreams are made of. My mind is the money so my vacation is paid up.
Tropical paradises on every turn. I’ve never seen so many gorgeous baby blue pools with pearls twirling my world.
I can fly if I want to and explore. I’m getting good, in fact I’m better than Peter pan. Taking off is tricky but I always land.
My dreams have music so I wake up singing with love. Lyrics that no conscious mind could think of.
My dreams have more amusing amusement parks than Californi and Dubai put together. My subconscious really got her shit together.
I have nightmares worst than Steven kings, but I’ve been into horror flicks since I was a kid.
But this is real time 3d and if it’s too deep I wake up n have some tea.
I dream.
Every.
Single.
Night.
I get lost in pitch black in my bed on a trip LSD couldn’t bring to light.
I get to live past futures; in surreal movements, clearer than glass to my mind when it computes it.
But my minds far more complex. More convex it sees more than I can comprehend.
How many times I saw the end or woke up to a new beginning, open my eyes and the rooms spinning,
Damn I’m dizzy that was trippy.
What were those lyrics I heard angels signings?
I turn the light on.
I got the light, write before it’s gone.
Pick up a pen and write down this midnight song.
-Nina
MY MUSIC VIDEO JUST HIT 1000 VIEWS!!! I’m the only transgender rap artist in my city um. Here it is…: Nina Shade – Beautiful Struggle
Myself: Part. 2*
I can’t believe I’m mustering up to write some sort of bio. Feels fucking weird….
I think writing about yourself in depth; story form, is kind of… narcissistic. But I’m a hip hop artist so perhaps I’ve already gone there… *laughs out loud*
I could remember starting up rap battling ciphers in elementary school. On the school field, upscale neighborhood acting tough with no account and if you weren’t droppings rhymes you didn’t have privilege so bounce! (I still got it lol).
I had a girlfriend in elementary school that could pass for 22… Far more grown up than I was, it’s like she took me under her wing. I was standing hardly 5’2 with the most gorgeous girl in school. I loved her but our relationship was a fool 😉 . Ing* around time flies when your high as a kite tripping with her every night, eventually we both moved on. She went off to a private school…. lost touch completely.
Meanwhile I bounced around high school public educational facilities like it was a special ability. I learned so much!!!!! How to fight, hustle, party, skate, play ball, joyride, go bombing (paint graffiti), know my way around a city of 4 million like the back of my hand…..amoung many other things that went hand in hand with blunts, coronas, and tequila.
I managed to not get involved with crack or guns, meth and heroin. Although I often spent time in what is often referred to as the world’s largest open drug market. Now looking back… I’ve lost a lot of friends to this city and I cry about it quite often.
I can’t write anymore right now.
Too hard.
Nina
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