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Cloud Nine



The gas, it grows thicker
On this hydro plane.
The beat of our rhythm
Just isn't the same.
Oh, how I just wish
This was no fruitless trip
With hopes of US still...
We're attached at the hip.

I wandered and stared
At the white open sky.
It rendered me calm,
With no clear reason why.
I've never been loved
In this strangest of ways
But if love is so,
For too long don't stray.

While stuck on our "then"
Avoiding the now,
Emotional coasters
Now question the "hows?".
It never came easy
To learn and to grow
So do I pick up the pieces?
From here, where to go?

I blame no one for this;
What felt so deceiving.
My cries, deeply rooted
And you don't believe me!
Everyone sees me
And questions my pain.
Could I care less
When there's so much to gain?

Again we succumb
To such distance, such haste.
Your speech filled my void.
What's love without trace?
The lust in these clouds...
My mind out of place;
Too oddly familiar
With this empty space.

-Pierina Medina




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"It is easy to hate and it is difficult to love. This is how the whole scheme of things works. All good things are difficult to achieve and all bad things are easy to get"  - Confucius 
          It was always this kind of rhetoric that I ignored as it was repeatedly recited to me in attempts to engrave wisdom into a child who had yet to experience life. I was more so trying to figure out the mysterious things. The human-like features of "Papa Dios" (God) and what those powers the elders spoke of entailed drove my curiosity through the roof. While growing up into the woman I am today, I often wondered why I'd spend countless nights wondering about something that was promised to never physically be seen until death came and we had to follow that light, not realizing that faith is something that must grow from within and we must possess inside of us without the need to constantly verify its existence. I then learned to channel and apply that energy towards my des…
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Beauty 101: The Lip Series By Lismua

Written By Pierina Medina

Calling all girls, women, ladies, princesses, queens, make-up lovers and BEAUTY
enthusiasts!!!
Have you taken the time out of your day to view freelance make up artist Lismua's
LIP SERIES!? 
Well, luckily you're in the right place at the right time. 
Check out her latest creations as she takes wearing lipstick to a whole new level!!! 
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#WhinByAnyMeans #Artsy Event Performing "My Dear" (Mind Over Matter) at Mimosa Lounge

First off, I'd love to thank the ENTIRE 
Whin Committee
For introducing me to a new world of performing arts. I have NEVER in my life touched  a stage before, but I feel like after last thursday, it may have been the start to something amazing.  As long as I can openly share my thoughts, strengths, and weaknesses through spoken word with the world, the feeling is prodigious. I'm not going to lie, I was the most nervous I had been since I was in labor almost three years ago. Something interesting happened though. The butterflies suddenly turned into wings that lifted me up into the clouds, into a much higher place. 
I did mess up, a couple of times (oh well.) But overall I think it was a pretty good turn out. 
But this video is dedicated mostly to all my
REAL READERS, 
the ones who leave me comments, read my poems from DAY 1, and  continue to be the reason why I share my passion for writing which has flourished into a dream to recite 
Spoken Word Poetry. 
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Synopsis

In my mind i have a Visual
Of all of my residuals The mess that i have made Love CAN be individual!
I never try to escape it I try to cast no fears And every time I fall again
My soul just drowns in tears.

I wear my claws out on my sleeves So you could See it coming And don't you hide Behind those eyes Or think that you'll be running. I don't relate to evil But the world is far from safe, And til I head back home I need a love I could embrace
One with good intention, One with no expectation. One that results happiness And much consideration. A love so strong it's concrete An abstract work of art, An accident engraved itself Directly in my heart.
My heavy thoughts - apocalyptic They hide inside These thoughts so cryptic It's far from normal, Destiny brought this It's project lovebot, MY synopsis

With Love,

P.
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GOT LIQUID SKIN???

HOWDY.

The time has come yet again to stroll down the streets of Inwood, Manhattan.  It's one of those places you can never ignore, and will always find something worth reading about or visiting.
The most important thing about this place for me at least, is that the memories made here growing up will never be forgotten. For instance, when I turned 18 and decided to get my first tattoo.  I had been obsessed with keys for FOREVER. 
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Miguel
is the owner and tattoo artist at 
Liquid Skin Studio 
Located on

165 Sherman Avenue between 204th Street and Academy Street.

Aside from being one of the most skilled tattoo artists and humbled human beings I know, his sho…
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