Without Love
Cold has chosen (me)
Articles by Hakeem "Mordekai" Alexander
Holding it Down
Its such a sweet music
Divide the Pain
Blame the world if you wish,
But counting tears will not make you rich,
Look
Beautiful things to look at;
Her; She…
I think she might be contageous
Hold My Breath
so comfortable
It’s driving me
Dust and Ash
the marvelous flowers, trees and whole fields of green.
And I am glad, for I see the sun rising and smile.
ITBt
if you can’t play pretend,
there’s something wrong with your head.
Creative Non-Fiction
newspapers with stories of me being an axe-wielding, sodomizing, brain-washing, con-man, criminal, ninja-warrior-wannabe, living amongst the unknowing masses.
CapThaiKido
Because real martial artists do not just work for
their personal success, but for the success and honour of others and
their art.