Most important day of my life

So I tried to give away a little of what I had planned for the October 14th slam in my previous post. Port Veritas means a whole lot to me and I've given a lot to it but never really fully given my talent to it, I've never focused directly on it in a way where I would become what I could be. In August I decided to change that, I picked three pieces and practiced them over and over and over until I knew not only every word and how it was said but how it should be acted out. October 14th was going to be a prepared invasion for me and I was going to make noise.

I was also going to ask my girlfriend to marry me. Why not kill two birds with one stone? I was going to marry that girl anyway, everyone knew it so I might as well do it big and not just big but proud. I'm not talking about halftime at an NBA game on bended knee. I was going to go on stage with a new piece that I know better then the ten commandments and belt it like I was fighting for my life. To let her know that I will fight for every second with her the same way I'll fight on stage, she's the concept that drives me. Whatever, thats corny I don't care.

Big Poppa E is one of the funniest people on the planet, I saw him on Def Poetry Jam over Wil's house and ever since we have been fighting to get him here. He was featuring that night and then he guest judged the slam. I asked both Wil and Nate to get him as guest judge. I wanted more pressure, marriage, relative lack of experiance wasn't enough. Put one of the most acclaimed slam poets in the nation in the front row to grade me. Part of me is an idiot that wants to push the other part to the edge of losing just to see him come back.

It went down perfectly, I am so proud of that slam because everyone did VERY WELL. Wil Antony was there and he has the best command over a crowd that I've ever seen. Jazzy was a ball of energy and a savage and Tricia was there as well to wrench hearts out of position with her tense suspenseful verse. I'm proud to have lost, lost to the man who gave me my emotions back. Wil beat me by 2 or 2.5 points and I couldn't help think of those times where my dream was to write like Hemmingway, with not a scent of emotion on the surface but maddening symbolism a cold masculine giant. Wil tore all of that out of me and left me a full person someone who could come to tears and pull back and marry the right girl. On stage.

He taught me to live life with the decency not to deceive people in my writing and to own it all every adjective. So I married my girl and I took second place and I got a spot...just a possibility in april(if i'm not mistaken) to compete for a spot on the national team. It was a great day but just a grain of sand on a beach. I've still got tons of work to do but with enough time, I'm not sure there are that many people in this area who are obsessive enough to compete with my preparation.