Andrew DeRossett : Writing

11/28/08 No time

11/28/08 No time

A Poem by Andrew DeRossett


In writting this poetry i have discovered within thee the voice that might be dying to try to be set free. Held inside of me with big thick wire to co..
11/26/08 no time

11/26/08 no time

A Poem by Andrew DeRossett


Devine oneness with everything and self being connected to this product you developed. Listening to yourself to find the answers within by developing ..
11/20/08 1:38-N/A

11/20/08 1:38-N/A

A Poem by Andrew DeRossett


What does it mean to have this dream of the world ending. Keeps me fienning trying to find the meaning of so many things. Ironic enough that this thou..
11-19-08 12:58-1:20

11-19-08 12:58-1:20

A Poem by Andrew DeRossett


Well back to my musical prowice of induction information into the cerebral housing...whatever you may call it. Learning is the most powerful tool of a..
11-18-08 TIME UNKNOWN

11-18-08 TIME UNKNOWN

A Poem by Andrew DeRossett


A weekend gone by spent in a time of complex history that seemed to be a simlified mystery. Human bliss within several deifferent consiousness shared ..
11/15-18/2008

11/15-18/2008

A Poem by Andrew DeRossett


Follow this crazy a*s ability into some kind of insomniac TIME!......Ok done with my interuption its now time for some presumtions of finding some new..
11/06/08 11:10-11:28

11/06/08 11:10-11:28

A Poem by Andrew DeRossett


Prelude: So ive been doing a lot of free writing, allowing my mind to open up into the unknown. I practice as timed sessions.I write the timeI start i..
11/05/08 no time

11/05/08 no time

A Poem by Andrew DeRossett


This is the product of my ability to produce some sort of conductivity that might inspire you to move freely. Today is a product of my imagination. My..
10/30/08 9:23-9:32

10/30/08 9:23-9:32

A Poem by Andrew DeRossett


YO I BE SITTING AROUND TALKING ABOUT ALL THESE PRODOGIES THAT CAN SPIT OUT HARMONIES AND MELODIES LIKE THEY OWN A MONOPOLY. I SPEAK OF HOW THEY CAN FL..
10/29/08 3:21-3:32

10/29/08 3:21-3:32

A Poem by Andrew DeRossett


WELL 321 WAS THE TIME I BEGAN WITH LISTENING TO MEDESKI MARTIN AND WOOD COMBUSTICATION HITTING UP MY NATION WITH SICK A*S BEATS THAT GROOVE MY NATION...