Category Archives: Love
Love.
Love…
I love you with all my heart
And I love you with my arsenal of art
Hoping to melt your soul
I can remember you crying tears of joy
Like it was yesterday
The most beautiful thing Ive ever seen
You said you needed me
Oh how badly I needed you
And now to have you…
To feel you… To see you smile…
If I could give you the world
I would shed mine for you babe
And I think you know that
There is no bound to my love
I’m going to be here with you
Missing you when your away
Thinking of your beautiful face
But in my heart you stay
Forever.
Always.
-Love Nina
Loco lovers you.

You’re insane.
Thats partially why I love you so.
I lovers your insanity.
Your insane for loving me.
Insanity is sane though.
For Im loco.
Loco infatuated with hearing your voice.
Yeah… My loco soul does rejoice.
Every day when I wake up and wait for your call.
From my loco everything
And my insane all.
-Nina
The Burden; A Zen Story

Two monks were returning to the monastery in the evening. It had rained and there were puddles of water on the road sides. At one place a beautiful young woman was standing unable to walk across because of a puddle of water. The elder of the two monks went up to a her lifted her and left her on the other side of the road, and continued his way to the monastery.
In the evening the younger monk came to the elder monk and said, “Sir, as monks, we cannot touch a woman ?”
The elder monk answered “yes, brother”.
Then the younger monk asks again, “but then Sir, how is that you lifted that woman on the roadside ?”
The elder monk smiled at him and told him ” I left her on the other side of the road, but you are still carrying her.”
-Unknown
Positivity.

“There’s gon’ be some stuff you gon’ see
that’s gon’ make it hard to smile in the future.
But through whatever you see,
through all the rain and the pain,
you gotta keep your sense of humor.
You gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit.
Remember that.”-Tupac Amaru Shakur
What Can I Offer Her? – The Poetry of Tupac Amaru Shakur

Tired eyes; Ize rhymes..

Tired eyes open the laptop; Coffee drip drops
21st Century type writer ; “So type writer!”
Story tell; tired eyes; my rhymes.
JusSittin here…4 Hours until the sunrise
Wishing I was with “her”
Heaven. Every. Reason. I miss H.E.R.
Story of my life; Im sorry you were right
Sorting out whats left n get right
Lost in a “natural mystic” what Bob say
Not your neighbour/your dog
Im talking bout Marleyyyy
Now theres a rainbow in the sky. “So don’t be blind”.
When your spiritual the miracles happen like…
All of the time…
Nina
My girl is…

My girl is electric lightning fire; down to the bone marrow molecular
She’s that static night spark brought life back to the dark
I want to ride that wave in her synapses;
I want to decipher that atomic code
Eyes blue as diamond gemstone
Abide in my love forever into the unknown.
Nina
Poetry of Tupac Amaru Shakur; The Power of a Smile

Downtown Eastside graffiti artist Smokey D. sheds light on fentanyl’s gloomy toll via VancouverSun
It was a brutal year for Smokey D.
The Downtown Eastside graffiti artist lost 17 friends to overdoses, including Dawn, his girlfriend of a decade. After being clean for “a long time,” Dawn died at a party where she smoked crack and heroin cut with fentanyl, said Smokey, 47, who asked that his real name not be published.
“It ripped a hole in my heart, man,” he said. “I always thought I would die before her.”
Since an overdose crisis began sweeping across B.C. — killing 755 people in the first 11 months of 2016 alone — Smokey has painted a dozen murals, memorials for those who have died in the community and warnings about the dangers of using fentanyl-tainted street drugs without others present to call for help.
Fentanyl, a toxic opioid, has been detected in 60 per cent of illicit-drug overdose deaths this year, according to the B.C. Coroners Service.
“It killed a lot of people in my world, so I have no time for it,” Smokey said

In an alleyway near Hastings and Carrall streets, where people use drugs with health care workers nearby, Smokey’s brightly-coloured tributes and fact-based murals have some people calling him the “Underworld Street Reporter,” he said. Before Postmedia located him, drug users heaped praise on his paintings for keeping them aware of fentanyl’s deadly toll.
Smokey’s obsession with graffiti began when he was in high school in North Vancouver. He credits the 1984 film Beat Street, a drama exploring New York’s hip hop culture, with exposing him to a style of art he would spend the next three decades making his own.
He eschews costly street-art spray paint for whatever materials he can get his hands on. Most murals take 30 minutes and many are painted in moments of anguish, such as an alleyway tribute to Dawn he painted in the twilight hours one morning in June.
“Bright colours are good in a dark place,” he said.
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But despite his tremendous loss in 2016, Smokey remains thankful for blessings in recent years.
In 1994, after a stint selling heroin and cocaine in Vancouver’s rave scene, Smokey found himself addicted, couch surfing and growing apart from his family. In the decade that followed, he was slapped with charges and jailed for his graffiti.
But he hasn’t seen the inside of a jail cell for eight years, he said. He believes Vancouver police are no longer bothered by his murals, which are mostly contained to the alleyways near Hastings. “Maybe it’s the messages, you know?” he said.

He’s grown closer to his eight-year-old son, who lives in Richmond, and in 2013, he became a participant of the SALOME prescription-heroin trial at the Providence Crosstown Clinic. He credits SALOME with helping him maintain his health and housing while keeping him out of trouble.
With tainted street drugs killing so many in B.C., he believes more drug users should have access to pharmaceutical heroin in a clinical setting.
He holds hope that his community can overcome the crisis taking so many lives.
“I just want people to stay positive,” Smokey said. “I don’t want people to see it all gloomy down here.”
neagland@postmedia.com
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