lmk.

when i feel what i feel, sometimes it's hard for me to tell you so. you may not be in the mood to learn what you think you know. there are times when i find you wanna keep yourself from me. when i dont have the strength, i'm just a mirror of what i see. but at your best, you are love. you're a positive, motivating force within my life. should you ever feel the need to wonder why, let me know.  

when you feel what you feel, how hard for me to understand. so many things have taken place before this love affair began. but if you feel like i feel, confusion can give way to doubt. for there are times when i fall short of what i say i'm all about. but at your best, you are love. you're a positive, motivating force within my life. should you ever feel the need to wonder why, let me know. 

tell me what it is.. there's no need to make believe. look beyond your world, try and find a place for me

stay at at your best, baby.  

- isley brothers  

sunsets in nevada 🌞

it feels like

sunsets in nevada.  

it's finally going down. 

i stayed for it,

didn't realize i had prayed for it

until it came around.  

it's like  

sunsets in nevada.  

God painted this picture.   

the colors colide

& the skies provide

that feeling  

i feel  

when i'm witcha.  

its like.. 

sunsets in nevada

after a blazing hot day.  

finally finding comfort. 

finally feeling peace

in your presence.  

hoping you can stay.  

we'll watch

the sun set in nevada.  

take a break, take a look,

take a chance.  

gamble everything

except for our love.  

we will keep it,

let it keep us

in a trance.  

like..

the sunsets in nevada.  

 

 

 

- Iman Europe

lava lamp.

there's a lava lamp that sits

on the side of his bed.

about ten inches tall,

round. red.

it reminds me of him.  

it reminds me of us.  

took time to heat up, 

but when it did,  

there was a rush.  

and then there was trust.  

and then there was peace.  

and then there was love,

and now a masterpiece. 

i wanna crash into you

the way this lava has done,

two hearts,  

one drum,  

two lavas

now one.  

 

- I.E. 

TWTMC #1: Power or Perish

to whom this may concern,

I wanted to wait about a week to let my thoughts and feelings digest before I touched on this topic. I'm not too sure if you've been paying attention to the news, but America has now elected an orange-colored devil for a president. okay, okay... maybe devil is too strong (i said maybe). maybe we oughtta "give him a chance", but from the looks of our people that are protesting around the country, patience and faith are the last two sentiments we have for Donald Trump.

my first emotion was denial. there's no way my country is ignorant enough to vote this imbecile into the White House. my second emotion was fear -- fear for my black and brown brothers and sisters who's lives will soon be effected by this imbecile. but i didn't dwell on fear for long. that's not the kind of spirit God gave me. so my emotions settled, and ironically, I arrived at hopefulness.

 I'm looking at it like this: maybe this is the shock therapy we need. slowly, we are coming together more. supporting one another, uplifting and teaching one another, hiring and buying from one another... all of that. & I'm proud of the small changes I've seen within the black community. but yo, there's so much more work to be done. any black person that's pro-black knows that. and I truly believe that this could be the wake up call that unites us.

speaking of pro-black, you should know that I'm the most pro-black black person you gon' find out here, you feel me? on mommas. not anti-white, but pro-black. yes, there is a difference. and with that said, know that it comes from the warmest place in my heart when I say

if we don't become more powerful, we will surely perish.

 

to be continued tomorrow. drop comments below.

-I.E.

[*insert heart eyes*]

there is something truly fascinating about a man who can write. having the capability to eloquently express your heart & mind through text is one of the sexiest artforms— or the sexiest artform, should I say— that a human can possess. 

painting is great, DJ'ing is awesome, photography is beautiful, but a man who can write is worthy to be praised. 

 

- I.E. 

(btw, this is coming from a Creative Writing major. I'm totally biased.) 

burnt mission.

not too sure what part of the world you're from, but here in LA, we have a term called a  burnt mission . this results when you drive hours aimlessly and/or plan to attend an event and all of the plans fall to shit. and tonight, I had a burnt mission. wasted hella time and gas, but I did end up hearing one of my favorite songs on the radio on the ride home, so I guess it wasn't completely... burnt. just crisp.  

i had a  crisp  mission. haha

 

- I.E. 

 

the devil be tryin [lyrics]

 

the same thang

im running from, 

keeps catching me. 

feet going numb.  

i can't complain, 

this life is good,

but it gets hard

in this neighborhood.  

i went to church.  

it's been a while.  

i came to praise,

but im feeling doubt.  

should I be here? 

ive been sinning now.  

got a few scars  

that need healing now.  

 

the devil be tryin.  

the devil be tryin me.  

 

he's saying thangs

that I know is wrong

and I've come too far

to be led along.  

but im caving ino

the conniving ghost. 

can't let him in.  

gotta let him go.  

 

the devil be tryin. 

the devil be tryin me.  

 

IE

it's 6:32 AM on a Thursday, and honestly, I don't understand how it's Thursday when yesterday was Monday. time is speeding, man... but that's a different post all together.  

anyway, I'm hoping today goes better than yesterday, 'cause yesterday was rough for ya girl. the devil really tried to distract me. & to be real, I think he succeeded. he got me. but not today. 

 ... but now that I think about it... I wonder if he really got me, or if I won. the way I felt yesterday pushed me to put out a song I've been holding called "the devil be tryin'", & I probably wouldn't have done that had it not been so relevant yesterday. I've been holding hella music, so maybe this was necessary. 

 

i don't know. I'm just thinking. it's hella early tho, and I'm not a wake-up-early kinda nigga, so I'm going back to sleep.  

peep the new tunes here:  

https://soundcloud.com/imaneurope/the-devil-be-tryin-prod-tesk

standards.

patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience. patience.

 

i get why they used to make us write standards in elementary school. it helps you drill the thought in your head. I'm hoping this one sticks. I can tell I'm getting better, though. (: 

 

- I.E.