"you just gotta let people drown in their own shit until they realize.. 'oh shit, I'm drowning.'"
- Yiri
fact 1:
hardest year ever.
fact 2:
I grew more this year than any other.
no map, no gps.
fees like my compass is broken & im just out here... wandering. aimlessly.
can't remember which road to take. can't even remember where I was tryna go. but one thing's for sure... ain't no turning around, bih. I'll wander around this muhfucka till I die before I walk backwards.
- IE
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
love.
I'm out with my friends. I love them so much, yo. they are the best. couldn't ask for better.
i was gonna text this to them but that's too mushy. lol
(also I'm drunk so I probably would've spelled some shit right. shoutout to auto text.)
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
He said, "Slow your roll, child.
you are on a roll, child.
... but at My speed."
- I.E.
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.
full circle.
encouraging others to be patient brings me patience.
encouraging others to have courage gives me courage.
enouraging others to trust God's timing brings me peace.
- I.E.
toxic [the dance]
Toxic.
song by Tommy Jacob and I.
choreography by Yorelis Apolinario.
I love seeing art transcend and take on a new, elevated form. she did great in this. really embodied the song's emotion. love it <3
- imaneurope
steel doors.
when he's mad
he gets mean
& doesn't care anymore.
when he's mad,
he just screams
& doesn't hear anymore.
I'm talking to a door
made of steel.
and maybe we could heal,
but when he's mad,
he doesn't feel any more.
- imaneurope
I've been thinkin...
why am I racing time when the speed of seconds will never change? what is it that I'm racing to? what exactly am I anxious about? what bothers me the most: the thought of never realizing my dreams, or the fear of being left behind?
just a couple questions racing through my mind.
the answer: patience.
I'm in the studio right now. waiting for this computer to load up so I can get back to work. just got back from a 3-day mini vaycay with my girls. much needed, yo. It came in perfect timing, I swear. They gave me the break and the strength I needed. Nothing compares to genuine, healthy friendships.
Now that I'm back, I'm refocused on focus . It's so easy to get distracted by the problems in front of you and forget about all the good that lies ahead.
I'm working on my next album, Cocoon. All based on this growing process I'm going through right now. I'm sure you'll relate to it. I can't wait for you to hear it & say, "hey, I feel like that too!" ((:
& yes, I'm battling stress.. and a very mild case of depression. But God is always good, the rain never lasts, & soon it will all make sense.
- imaneurope
nyc.
you got dressed
but forgot to put on a thicker layer
of skin.
better go back in.
this city will shred you,
break you to the bone
if you let it.
but if you can conquer
the struggles of this city,
baby,
you've conquered hell.
- imaneurope
"lately you just made me work too hard for you."
- Too Good (Views)
irony.
it's funny,
i can talk to anyone
but you
about you.
chasing trains.
I made a vow to myself to stop chasing trains. I figure, if I miss the train, maybe it wasn't meant for me. that goes for people and opportunities too.
I used to beat myself up about it. I'd say, "how could I be so stupid?" but the lightbulb went off and I realized: there's always another one coming. probably bigger. usually better. what's the point in chasing what's already gone?
what's meant for me will always be. indefinitely. I have enough faith and enough patience to know that more chances will come. and when it does, I'll be more prepared than I've ever been before.
- imaneurope
digging.
our silence gets
louder everyday.
space filled with
feelings we both feel are
better
not to say.
i chose to dig this deep with you,
it's my job to dig me out.
i need a new shovel,
you need a new hoe,
we both need an escape route.
- imaneurope
frustration #1
my mind is all fucked up today. can't write, can't think, don't wanna speak..
not feeing like myself. I'm feeling something, though. can't figure out what it is.
expecting you to call
is like
expecting leaves to fall
in December.
- I.E.