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Streets tell tales. Nina Yin Poetry.

Tongue sharp as a sword/mighty switchblade ideology. Accordingly change/ Autumn leaves Socrates astrology autonomy.

Streets tell tales like warzones, torn homes,/ families with no hope instored most. I implore opening doors call me the host.

Pain, phame and egotism. Ace in the hole aim to kill / contradicting truth, it’s all fiction.

Smashing a Babylonian mold / sold back in many pieces, centuries to retrieve it. Eyes see demons no deceiving.

Chemical weaponry for my team, what I mean enlightening regime we dream Z’$ cream n peace.

Across water, borders, lawless / no control us behold us the lowest form of life is

all knowing…

 

Inspiring Blog of the Day : Graffiti legend TEMPT Raises Money for A.L.S. Foundation through art.

Tempt One WordPress Link.

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Tempt one the paralyzed la graffiti artist who draws with his eyes tells us about his new documentary.

Tempt One Interview.

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http://www.laweekly.com/arts/tempt-one-the-paralyzed-la-graffiti-artist-who-draws-with-his-eyes-tells-us-about-his-new-documentary-4179865

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

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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.

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

 

Seen in L.A. / Los Angeles Graffiti

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 Seen has been painting for over 30 years, and is best known as the ‘Godfather of Graffiti‘. He is one of the hardest working men in the business, and the mark that Seen has leaves will be forever. Recently spotted on the blog ORDINARYMADNESS86 are picts of Seen in action doing his thing. Long before stenciling and wheat paste graffiti, there was the activity of Writing on New York City’s trains, and Seen was one of the pioneers of this activity which later to be penned ‘Graffiti’.

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