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Sunday, August 22, 2004

Sun, 22 Aug 2004 06:29:11 GMT

WELCOME TO MY SITE!

Here you will find that my writing talents are different and unique! I'm a writer of many sorts, and I've uploaded: poetry, my bio, resume', theroies of mine, and a short story. I also write: screenplays, shorts, stage plays, documentaries, and songs. None of which have, and will not be uploaded--in fear that bits and prieces will be stolen--to benifit another--as has happened before! SO--ENJOY--SIGN MY GUESTBOOK--SUBSCRIBE TO MY MEMEBERSHIP, AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS!!

INTERFLECTION

This is an INTERFLECTION, into my section or what some may call; an introduction. Accumalating: cash, hand claps, and finger snaps--without busing caps--Today, there's to much of that!

Back hundreds of years: blood shed tears, made to be dumb, and heads hung--by rednecks! I'm for respect--not respecting those; who've chose to bost and brag, about things they are'nt, and do not have! I: laugh, cry, love, and get high--till I die. Some ask me--"Why--are you so serious?"

They just fearin--the things I bring from beneath my soul! Behold--as I go where--most are affraid. Made of: Indians, Creoles, and Africans. Crimes and Drugs are still destroying Latins and Blacks in the, community!

Seems to me--I'm the only one who gives a damn--Where I Am!

Wednesday, July 14, 2004

Wed, 14 Jul 2004 01:20:34 GMT

CHECK OUT THIS SITE! ITS AN ONLINE PUBLICATION; THAT I WRITE FOR--I'M MUSIC EDITOR

www.literafeelyamagazine.net

These are networking pages, that link to this one!

http://www.blackplanet.com/Member/DCSouth

http://www.tagteammarketing.com/

THIS ANOTHER ONLINE PUBLICATION I WRITE FOR

http://www.thecheers.org

Monday, July 12, 2004

Mon, 12 Jul 2004 23:14:05 GMT

"When The Angels Played"
  -   From Which I Came
  -   I Thouhght-I Hoped-I Prayed
   -   The Stem and Flame (of a candle)

WHAT IS LOVE?

Love--a word we all know, but who really knows what it is!? I've heard people say it since I was a kid.

You Know What They Did!?

Walked away from each other; into the arms of another--saying this is my new lover.

I Thought Love Was Forever!?

If I had ta tell ya--you what'nt in love.

If it comes from above--why am I on my knees--begging God please!? Send me someone who will love me for me! Teach me the meaning, because these women keep leaving! Told me they loved me, and I could'nt do the same.

I really don't know; what Love is!

Who Should I Blame!?

There was no handbook or class to take! People think they make Love! We have sex--we Fornicate! Some would debate, and try ta take me down their road. I'd rather shake it off, and continue ta pay the cost; till I've met someone who's equally lost!

Love becomes an issue; when you compare you and yours--with other people's! I f----- you, and did'nt say I Love You! I'm not suppose to know--my mother told me so! She said......

"when that right one comes, you won't know." "Love is something you'll jus say--without knowing!"

Know I'm Knowing

A THEORY of the FEMALE

"Pandora's Box" is said to be a Myth! Defined basically--as a good woman loosing her values. If this is true--is'nt she doing what her species is enclined to do--anyway?

YES, BECAUSE A FEMALE KNOWS WHAT SHE WANTS, AND KNOWS HOW TO GET IT! THATS WHY MALES: BUY GIFTS, PAY BILLS, AND COMMITT CRIMES!

Well, how is it that we have pimps!?

BECAUSE WE HAVE HO'S! FEMALES THAT WILL DO WHATEVER OR TAKE WHATEVER FROM A MALE--WHO THINKS HE'S CONTROLLING HER, BUT HE'S NOT! SHE'S JUST GETTING OFF HIM; WHAT SHE CAN USE ON THE NEXT MALE! THEY PRETEND NOT TO KNOW, AND BE RELIANT ON A MALE, BUT ITS ALL PART OF THE SURVIVAL OF THEIR SPECIES. THATS WHY WE HAVE RATIOS OF: 10 TA 1, 15 TA 1, AND 20 TA 1. ALL FAVORING FEMALES!

"Karma Sutra" is an Indian term meaning, "lessons on love."

I THOUGHT IT MEANT "SEX POSITIONS!"

What better lesson to learn!? Who can best teach you that lesson!? A Female--because, she knows how she wants it! What: pace, speed, pressure, and of course--POSITION. God created a male in his image, and a female in another. Having been said that a rib was taken from the male to do so. Ableling the species to produce more of both, but the female was somewhat altered by Satan. EVE rebeled against the wishes of God--tasting the Forbidden Fruit from The Garden of Eden. Condemning every male in a female's path--to be weak for her--for the rest of existance!

WHAT CAN MALES DO?

Nothing--"you cain't live wit em; and you cain't live without em"--literally! We need them; they don't need us!

Monday, July 12, 2004

Mon, 12 Jul 2004 23:12:10 GMT

CONCLUSIONS

Webster's Dictionary; defines "CONCLUSIONS," as--"the end--a judgement or opinion formed after thought!" Not usually knowing what will be the cost--especially when you've paid so much attention to someone else's feelings--you've forgoten about your own.

People must realize--the way a person sees something; through their eyes--is normal, but its made difficult, when that same person is not willing to compromise. I myself have apologyzed; when I was'nt sorry--made feel bad; when things were going good. Knowing no one will ever be as they should, but realizing and accepting your own faults--I wish you would!

This My Conclusion

Monday, July 12, 2004

Mon, 12 Jul 2004 23:10:00 GMT

Listen To The Sky Cry

What do you want from me!? I give you the air you breathe, because I gave life to seeds--that later became trees. I'm everywhere--wherever you need me--I'm allways right there. So why do'nt you believe in me!? Don't you know, I'm the reason you succeed! I make it possible; that your clear from what bothers you. I'm repaid by you firing your guns; once every certain months! I'm flipped off, becasue your pissed off, at someone else! You pollute me with verbal and manual filth. My heart darkens, because of pain and aggression your labor built. In roaring rage--I can scream for days! Mostly at a time; when a great one has died..........

Then I Cry

Monday, July 12, 2004

Mon, 12 Jul 2004 23:07:30 GMT

BIO

I'm a writer of many sorts and genres; whose been writing seriously for 15 years now. I started writing around the sixth grade--writing songs and poems. Then it was only to get girls, and for fun. Since I've gotten older; I've realized that I have a gift, and was given this talent for a reason. Over the years, I've registered my writings with the Library of Congress Copyright Office. I'm a member of The International Society of Poets. Some of my writing are featured in compolations of poetry, they've put together in the last few years: Letters From The Soul, Sounds of Poetry, and Patterns of Life. My writings were featured in the Iliad Press Newspaper; in Sterlin Heights, MI, also Champagne On The Hill Publinshing's website 2004/05/06.(www.champagneonthehill.com) I'm also a member of ASCAP,(The American Society of Composers, Authors, and Publishers) because poetry is not all that I write. Songs, Scripts, Documentaries, Theories, Short Stories, and Plays; are also part of my writings. In doing so, I've been contacted by; Dorrance Publishing and Vantage Press, to publish my work. I have a song that will be on a compolation album; put together by Amerecord Recordings called, Star Route USA. (now available) I was also contacted by Hilltop Records; to be a part of their compolation album, Color Me Country.

Having worked with Sybil Fox Rich; formerly of The Fox Rich Show, Cyntoria Raye; of Imprimis Entertainment, and Tara Davis of; Infinity Productions. All operating out of Shreveport, La. Sybil's show was a showcase for up and coming talent.(now in sendication) Cyntoria is an established: writer, actress, and comedian. Tara is a writer and director; of short films, having one completed,("Trying To Maintain") and in the process of filming others. I've recently joined Kymberly Keeton and staff at Literafeelya Magazine; as Music Editor. Also Siim Einfeldt as a Journalist for The Cheers Magazine. Both are online publications, that will later be put to print. I have no problem working with others; who are dedicated and focused, on making a difference in the arts. I constantly try to network, with people in the business, because I think--who I know, someone else may want to meet, and vice versa. I'm not greedy, I believe everyone who wants to succeed, I do my best; to make sure that we all do!

Late 2004 I started my own company; ParadIgm & Associates. A company based from my writings, and which will make room for other ventures. My primary focus as a Sole Propietor--for now--is writing, and mutiple forms of Entertainment. Such as; management and artist development. I began recording again myself, at the beginning of 2006. I've never made a big buzz anyway. That will all change, with the release of this album. (THE TAKEOVER: Enough of da Bullshit)

Monday, July 12, 2004

Mon, 12 Jul 2004 23:04:13 GMT

RESUME

Email: dewayne.coleman@gmail.com

P.O. Box 1328/ Monroe,La. 71210 Phone&Fax: (318)323-3735 Cell: (318)503-1537 Dewayne Coleman

QualificationsA dedicated and accomplished writer; with a solid academic background in Music. Strong history of volunteer work with proven leadership skills as the future president of ParadIgm & Assoc. Performance expertise as an assistant promoter; of the Fox Rich Show. Collaborating with established writers; Cyntoria Raye and Tara Davis, on future projects. Technically proficient in MS Office and HTML. Providing Management/Agency/Artist Development for several entertainers.(2003---) Education1999 - 2001 Career Technical College Computer Specialist § Awards received International Society of Poets Award of Merit; in 2002 and 2003. Honorable Mention; from Champagne On The Hill Amateur Writers Contest, 2003--Featured on their site 2004/05. Interests and activities; Writing and living as positive as possible. Professional experienceMusic Editor for Literafeelya Magazine/Journalist for The Cheers Magazine 2004 Both are online publications. Started ParadIgm & Associates 2004-My independant company; based on my writings. The Play; AIN'T NOTHIN GOIN ON BUT THE RENT/The Struggles of a Virtous Woman. Written by me 2003, performed 2005 in Houston, TX at Tymes Square. In association with SAFARI PRODUCTIONS and The Dinner Performing Arts Society. Song written by me featured on the STAR ROUTE USA Compilation; "TERRY"(2004).§ Volunteer experience --- Management for; UNDA WORLD ENT./Beats How U Want'em Productions. Promotion for; The Fox Rich Show, and Infinity Productions. Recording of mine is featured on the movie & soundtrack APOCALYPSE FROM THE APPLE; "This Is America".(2007) Professional memberships International Society of Poets--Library of Congress Copyright Office--American Society of Authors, Composers and Writers(ASCAP)Accreditations and licenses; ASCAP- The global leader in collecting Royalties and providing innovative benefits vital to the success of our members.

THEORY of MIND ITSELF

I believe all humans beings have multiple personalities. People are sent to prison and death--only because their personalities came to life!

SO WHAT ARE OUR PERSONALITIES?

Happiness, Sadness, Anger, Rage, and Sensitivity. When your HAPPY; you smile, and tell everybody how you feel. When your SAD; you mope, and won't talk to nobody! When your ANGRY; you frown, and plot! When your in a RAGE; you look down on others, and attack! Then your SENSITIVE--because you use your senses. You have 5 SENSES--don't use your 4 PERSONALITIES!

ENDING ON THIS NOTE: People may judge you, if your personalities, do come ta life. Because your personalities: could get married and have kids. Then get lied to, and left alone! Some people can get harrassed--then come back and kill yo a--!

THINK ABOUT IT---5 TIMES!!

Monday, July 12, 2004

Mon, 12 Jul 2004 22:45:42 GMT

A NEEDED VISIT

Jermaine Johnson and Edward Diner; were high school friends! After finishing high school, they remained friends. Working regular jobs during the week--hanging out together every weekend. Spending most of their time, going to clubs and parties; doing lots of drinking and smoking. Comfortable with the life they've chose. They were headed for self destruction, but did not know it!

One summer day; of a weekend in 1996--the duo sit outside on the porch of Edwards house. To beat the heat, they took off their t-shirts; leaving them in: tank tops, short pance, and fresh white sneakers. As usuall: they drank, smoked, and made plans for later that evening, wiping swet from their brows, with small towells. In the middle of one of their discussions, Edward got up, finishing off his beer; going into the house--leaving Jermaine out on the porch alone. Jermaine pulled out his pager; checking it--he was receiving a page.

Edward yelled out to him, from inside the house; ?Won't another beer!!?

Jermaine turning to the door responded; ?Yeah!!? Whiping swet from his face, with his small towell; putting his pager away. It was obvious it was someone he did'nt want to talk to. As he turned back around, there was a man standing at the end of the driveway. The man was very dark-skinned. His hair was like a sheep's coat. His eyes were covered with dark shades. He wore a rainbow colored: tank top, shorts, and socks. The man did'nt say a word--did'nt move a muscle--just stared! Jermaine was somewhat on edge, because he did not recognize the man. So he spoke to him first; ?Whats Up!?

The man said nothing, he just began walking toward Jermaine. Sandles covered his footed socks, which srcapped against rocks in the driveway. Jermaine stood to his feet as the man got closer, clinching a tighter grip on his nearly emptied bottle of beer. Jermaine noticed something, that he had'nt before. The man was carrying pamphlets, in his right hand. This put Jermaine at ease somewhat. He said nothing to Jermaine, just handed him one of the pamphlets.

At the same time, Edward stepped out of the house, with two bottles of beer.

?Oh Sh..!? Edward replied--the man said nothing to him either, just handed him a pamphlet--turned and begin walking down the driveway.

In confusion, and misunderstanding; Jermaine and Edward looked at each other, then opened the pamphlets. Breifly glimpsing the pamhlets, just to see what they were about, they looked up and step down off the porch. Looking both ways down the street for the man--the man was nowhere to be seen!

?Where he go!? Edward asked.

Jermaine said nothing. He had been amazed and shocked at the same time!

In the: days, weeks, and years that followed this encounter--neither spoke of what happened to each other or anyone else--ever! Freigtened of what people would say or think, they just kept it to themselves.

Who was that, who visited Jermaine and Edward that day? Why did he come to visit them? Where did he come from? How did he disappear like that? Will they see him again--if so--when?

These are questions you'll have to answer yourself, because what can said is limited. But--if you'd like to know what was in the pamphlet--there were these verses, combined: Psalms 139 1-6,13-14,23-24.

THE END

Dewayne Coleman

The ParadIgm