What exactly happened in the last vlog? What were we not telling you? and what did I want to surprise REN with? Well, well, well...
It turned into a 3 part dramatic vlog series and as promised I'll give you some sneaky behind-the-scenes of that adventure as it unravels.
The first Video in the series. I hope you enjoy x https://videopress.com/v/X1jauajN?muted=true&persistVolume=false&posterUrl=https%3A%2F%2Fanotherflyonthewall.files.wordpress.com%2F2021%2F05%2Fanchors-_-a-poem-by-eli-poster.png&preloadContent=metadata Anchors Something tells me we are halfway I have become like an anchor Sink! I tell myself Drown! I tell myself Hit the ground of the ocean Or she’ll surely float away. I truly want to be here I just don’t think I … Continue reading Anchors | A poem by Eli Oko
Something special! I introduce to you DJ Annie Red an 8 year old Rapper, DJ, Artist, Pianist and Athlete! DJ Annie Red is from Brooklyn New York. Annie Red is an inspirational kid rapper. She has been featured in “Off Broadway - The Wizard of Oz", The Cable show “What’s the 411” and in Laurie Berkner … Continue reading EÖ Presents 》DJ Annie Red, NY
New Release by Severe180 Just like the story of most upcoming artist that have always been around that you've never really heard of, there have been highs and lows on this journey. Severe180 would like to share this single (gift) with the world.
Another great artist to introduce to you all! Hats off to the amazing MillyBoy! As a triple threat Teemar Roberts also known as MillyBoy is a rapper, singer and songwriter. He is from a small town named Laurens in South Carolina known as WattsMill - hence the name! Crime is High and opportunities are low … Continue reading EÖ Presents 》BET’s OneShot Contestant MillyBoy
Have you ever felt so overwhelmingly full that you empty everything within Just so you can feel something. Different?
What a sad little story, of a flower that bloomed just to die And in this very void, in this very hole you will find That another childless woman so quietly resides.
Inevitable is life, inevitable is poetry and with accepting that comes something beautiful and profound.
Sitting, she was hopeful. Standing, she was flooded. Dancing, she was living.