Saturday, January 30, 2010

Nebz. Child of the Universe.

So I'm the last, but certainly NOT the least.

U can call me Nebz. I'm a 27 year-old (28 on Feb. 4th kiddos!) mother of a beautiful baby girl. I have a companion in my life, so no funny business.

I'm born in El Barrio, but a full-bred Brooklynite. A true New Yorker.

I'm the girl that always lived in the intersection of 2 or more neighborhoods & could never tell u where she lived, exactly. I've spent extensive time in Bushwick/ Bed-Stuy/ Ridgewood/ East Elmhurst [yea Qnz got in there]/ Flatbush/ East New York/ Ocean Hill/ Crown Heights/ Gowanus/ Cobble Hill/ Park Slope/ Downtown Brooklyn/ Puerto Rico. So we can just say, I am pretty familiar with my borough. But I have also spent much time educating myself in the Wall Street & East Village areas. I've never gone to school in my neighborhood.

What this boils down to is this- I've known tons of people, interacted with probably at least 1 person that is within 3 degrees of separation from YOU, & probably have bee thru wutever ur going thru, & probably can tell u a little something abt it before u crash & burn on ur own.

I have been told I'm wise beyond my years. It has been said I am in tune
with the soul of the planet. I am into meditation, auras, colors, sounds, artwork, creativity, metallic things, the written word.... which is why I like lyricists, as I visualize the words written down & find it amazing how some people can string together such stimulating verbal threads that surreptitiously speak volumes to the synapses in ur cerebral cortex.... yes....

I'm sensitive. I do my best to see both sides. I tend to have males coming to me for advice, as I am not ur typical "man-basher" & don't always go on the female's side of things. Just because u have a vagina doesn't make u right in my book. if you's a crazy bytch, you's a crazy bytch. That's that. If ur a dirtbag dude, ur a dirtbag dude. Simple.

I come from a BIG family, with all kinds of dysfunction & stories, so no need to be shy, & quit thinking nobody can understand ur plight. I get u if ur emo, I get u if ur damaged. I get u if ur bi-polar, I get u if ur just a stoic ice queen/king. I get u if ur just a happy ray of sunshine gleaming on a bright February morning. Just come as u are, & I gotcha.

To clarify that nagging thought ur having.... I hold 2 college degrees from an accredited University & am an aspiring novelist.... I CHOOSE to spell things wrong, & I only capitalize cuz of auto spell-check. I'm an avid AIMer & TXTer so if u can't understand my sometimes very-short-shorthand, oh freaking well. If I were writing ur term paper, u wouldn't have to worry abt the MLA formatting. So be easy if u wanna start some shyt. ;)

I'm ready for ur questions, & concerns, & confusions abt anything. Even abt ur role in the Universe. Let's do this!
[.nebz.]

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