Thursday, January 30, 2014

Am I Here?

“Only whilst alone I slumber,

     Do nuts wonder.” - Brandy Ruiz

Think my toes broken.
He likes to love at full force advantage.

I wait patiently, but he gets in the way.
Please step aside, Sir.
"Stop this plane!" Pain

Sleep well?

"I try".
All jokes aside, curves the curb, sigh.

Deny Deny Deny

You know it's a sign.

It plays out swell.

Till tell tilt slit fit?

Tantalizing,

Uh, yea.

Nada de Corazón: You Should See

Nada de Corazón: You Should See
Sin certeza,
Could I see? Myself?
Locked out of my heart,
I await patiently, incessantly, ¡Ay!
¿Me espera? ¿Con manos abiertas?
Cerrado corazón cerdo
sentados los estorbos,
¿Soy alguien en tu camino?
Van y no los sigo.
Insisten contigo,
¡Ja! No más lo pido,
¿Sabe quién soy?
Oh, ¿No?
¡Sola me abro los ojos!
Pensé abrirlos con él.
¿Escuchan corazones no ver por temer?
¡Está seca mi voz!
¡Lambida por dentro!
Aliento conocido Alivio sentido Vecino Entremetido
¿Por un beso que haría?

By: Brandy Ruiz


“Los chistes de un buen comediante hacen reír a la gente” [Haria, Google]

Frog Punk: Birds

Frog Punk: Birds
(Chirping)
(Silence)
Why don’t I care about the bird chirping outside the window?
Why don’t I care about the dog in the big red chair, the baby playing with the purse…
The baby playing with the purse?
The dog in the big red chair?
The bird chirping outside the window?
Chirping, chirp chirp!
How’s that worm taste, bird?!
By:
Don't slit my throat before I croak,
I guess double death!!!
It is not Pretty Women,
People get angry!
!El senor is a liar! (Punta con dedo)
¿Espíritu, soy de dios?
My life makes so much sense.

I'm always looking!!!

Girls can't be ugly. I'm taking note. They lie, we lie, about who we are.
The world I painted, does not captivate.
Incorporate you, imagine? It gets me every time.

Okay, so there. It spoke badly of me. Let me think. My bicep does feels kinda sweet.

La Princesa
¡Me hizo pensar diferente!
¡Un beso sueño dar!
¿Andan por ahí?
¿Por allá?
Temo tomar tanto tontín,
¡Tengo tiempo tonto!

This is the Junk Yard

My brother sees the worst in me.
The calls are to keep positions
The words I carry, locked up?
It does make me feel better.
I would say it's comfy.
I like how I live.
Brandy
What are you waiting for?
Brain wave activity.
I like waves,
like lady friends.
She kisses babies like the President.

By: Brandy Ruiz

Brandy "The Card" Ruiz

Think back to the days when you were broke,
when it was just you and me,
and our love too.
There was a joke in there.



A Poem by Brandy Ruiz

!No se comen no se comen!
Rooster inserts fire,
Mad girl moan,
Se espera,
don’t speak in that silence,
aprendes, te prende.

!Oooh! To strike,

Cock a doodle do all.
El perro lo reconoce,
te lo mete too.
There’s a nice bark up this tree;
burning y esta sentido.

Me llaman las enamoradas;
Como si fuera el perro,
¡Pero esta con el gato! ¡Lo mato!
¡Lo despedazo y despescuezo!
Come here baby.

¡Que no lo quiero!
Si no me quema lo ignoro,
Like jeez.

It’s too good los huevos,
Ya hablan. ¿Ya hablan? ¿Ya hablan? ¡¿Tus huevos?!
!Pinche devil bird!
It goes all the way.
!Mmmm!


Por/By: Brandy Ruiz

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

NBA Share the BALL



The Michael Jordan and Kevin Durant:
It’s not the special moment. It’s life.






(;< LOOKING UP in SURPRISE  >;)




LeBron James, is too persuasive and no one wants anything.






Blake Griffin. Check out the adrenaline junkie.




"Oooo, but he doesn't exist on the court."
God Damn! Bring him out.






This is it? We are here. Wild Thing!!!
[...]

“Hey! New booty!”


Give him a ball. Scary Jordan. No!


Fuuuhck! This how it starts.

Justin Bieber! Hot topic. Mmmm.

He's going to get deported!
If he was Mexican,
I wouldn't care, I think-
The argument is that he's a bad influence,
so am I.
The people that want his green card revoked
and those that don't
will just follow him to another country.
He doesn't have to be on house arrest in Canada.
This is pop culture impeachment! People.
It's like overthrow the King of Pop Micheal Jackson then.
Does he really need ICE on him?
All the other immigrants might think so.
He could have killed somebody. That's what everyone should think about.
An American or immigrant's blood on a "bad boy", doesn't look good. Hmm.
It sounds great to the press and makes for juicy gossip. What are you talking about?!!
I still think, however, that maybe he should choose to become a citizen.
He can be a Dream Act path recipient, since he's not a student or joining the military.
How says us all? Do we believe the cause?
This is what America is really about.
So, kick him out before he's like Kennedy?
Or a civil rights leader.
What better punishment, people, than to make him a politician?
Alright, so he couldn't hold office.
His cause is to have fun.
I want to be a part of that. It. You. Can. See.

THIS IS A PROBLEM!

This is what Canada does to Justin Bieber.

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

The Short Story that Never Ends

Short Story:

My life gives ideas
y por eso me chingan
cuz they forget and I'm not rude enough
I mean, reminded.

Is there a long pause? There is.

He said, "Ugh" (black guy)
His friend laughed.
Stop getting so surprised!
I just know about it.

Not too much 80's, please.
Fu** the club, hit the disco.
You only needed that one song, dude?
     (PAUSE)
1 song max! It feels like forever though.
Think they'd be real first.
Stop looking out of your social circle;
It's a threat.

Was that everyone?
Need to pay them for an opinion
She needs to take them all, but we're not artists
Best option: I'm on probation.

Someone's proud
Dad's disgusted
The neighbor's gay.
Crap!

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Iglesia Universal Del Reyno De Dios: Demon Hunter

"¡Vamos a quemar a estos demonios!" Opening Statement

I went to that church a few times and its extension in East Los Angeles. The prayers were strong, my pockets empty, and my head alert for paranormal activity. It had to be the worst days of my life since I was there. I exaggerate when I think about all the times I was there. I can’t count, maybe five or seven. It was not too long the memory. It only carried me to college and back. It’s a big deal that I didn’t go many times; the experience flourished and dwindled in my room for years. I wouldn’t go one more time if I was being dragged by the devil him or herself. It’s a selfless act of jibbery kindness, since I was literally jittery from the all too known accent of pastoring. I found out that tickets to the kingdom of God were unlimited and I couldn’t get one with my possession. If Noah’s ark was rainbowed on my waist, my hip was hopping, laughter and nerves served me right, nothing was stopping them from praising. I grew a third leg and eye one night. It kind of makes you feel like exposing yourself to the all mighty one. The closest I got to was the pastor, yes. It meant everything to him, but I felt prosecuted. Church is court. I’m unattractive. One thing leads to another and I owe the old man a hundred dollars, American bills, the ‘ol one mano a mano. It’s undeliverable! I take the lids off constantly. I see I need to reconsider the quemando de demonios rituals practiced in the large venue, since I felt visible; I’ve been close to the stage! Ladies growled and screeched, turning their bodies angrily towards the microphone, the pastor in awe, obreros (praying workers) reaching out to the possessed person’s head, did make me feel proud, powerful, and emotional. When I was able to release into the world through a God given mean of motivation that was dance, I think I fell in love. There was however, a down side to it. I think there might have been glimpses of the “stomping of demons” everywhere I walked. Godspeed propelled me forward, I’m still sort of empty handed, but I’ve come to accept that it was not helpful hope.  Jeez, there must be another way out. The demon hunt is violent, I am weak sauce. Should we all go? Are we mentally prepared for it, Him? Jesus, you ask!!

Monday, January 13, 2014

Loteria and Dia de Los Muertos

A home away from home.
Materials: Loteria cards, Frijoles, Walgreens Halloween makeup

That’s the way you get into the social limelight at your favorite party destination. Keeping in mind that it was also our place to sleep and tend to our riches, it was also the place to get attention for the sleeping fame monster. I’m telling you get your frijoles, deck of cards, and e-mail link to get your spot at a table. Don’t think World Poker Tour! It happens that college really was that exciting. The cultured paint on the walls inspired many. [Mr.FunTimes] The paint on my face did too! I quickly noticed, after and with the time gap that an early gamey attitude coupled with a healthy response rate, made for fun times that I would not forget. All my life, money had been for food, drugs, and paying bills late. It’s just people? No. It’s an institution. Grab your party dress or jeans and GO! I feared. It was fun. Three wasn't a crowd. I have a new respect for Mexican games in American hands. How’s that for starters? [Cracks knuckles]

PLAY

[Brandy ME]
2011 is over RIP

New Year 2014