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Wednesday, 25 July 2012 11:15

The Day I was almost murdered

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July 24th 2012 the day i almost died.. maybe ive almost died many times.. dozens, hundreds.. whatever number....stopping too late, running a light, walking across the street, choking on something, falling out of the crib, falling off the roof, swallowing to much water in the ocean.. we’ve all had many brushes with death. some you feel. some give you goosebumps that moment you step back and say “fuck”.. that could have been it..the it.. the final destination.. the white light or pitch black we hear of....maybe ive died and been reborn many times.. if not from these tumbles with death..then from the evolution..maybe i died yesterday... maybe today i see something i didn’t see before.. ive been replaying Tuesday’s afternoon’s events over and over dozens of times in my head.. Its not everyday someone tells you they will blow off your fucking head. Try 3 times in 30 seconds... a minute at the most. You remember those days. I learned something very important yesterday about myself that I’ve wondered my whole life. We’ll come back to that. So Im rolling it around in my brain...how do i let this affect me? Where do i let this take me? does it make me jaded? bitter? angry? more powerful? more paranoid? appreciate my life more? fight for my goals harder? try something new? less dangerous? what if the rope breaks? what if you fall? i know the thought has passed through our heads a few times up there. the funny thing is Jeremiah told me as he is leaving what to do if something happened while he was in South America... its customary for he and i to do this every so often. when you travel or do what it is we do there are these moments..our burials change as we do of course.. as had his burial this time around for him  .. never did we think it could have been me that died here while he was gone...in daylight... under the sun.. my father.......i was loading material on my ipad using a free wifi source in Wynwood..Joeys was closed that day as it had been for the last few days. I  found myself relaxing against a wall directly between 2 planters..the time was 1pm and I had just finished uploading my newest Lefty paintings to a portfolio. i knew when the men passed by the planter 5 feet away and quickly turned around that something was about to happen... i could feel their energy passing as much as their shadows and sudden change of motion... with the quick return there was no time to react.. Fucker1 "hey is that an ipad?" you see having something like this in the hood is a  big no no.. its like wearing a big shinny watch ...or having a wad of cash out...i was slipping... and these fucking niggas had caught me slipping... my pants may as well have been around my fucking ankles.. Mr shoulder length dread lock with the lower gold Methodman inspired grill with the points and black 5950 fitted... so Fucker1... Goon1...”hey is that a Ipad?”... “yea its an ipad”.....they are standing by my stomach. and moving in quickly inch by inch...circling their heads around like vultures...looking around to see if anyone was hip to them... here i was slipping in full chill mode head propped up against the wall.. fuck, fuck, fuck, i was angry.. angry that these motherfuckers had caught me slipping...and i knew what was coming next.... Fucker2... Goon2.. “give him the Ipad or im blowing off your fucking head”.. I look him in the eyes... His black skully with his unkept hair just beneath the surface.. and his spotty at best facial hair...he was my height..beneath his purple shirt i could make out a similar frame... his hand jiggled in his big purple plaid shorts inches from my head.. i could feel his energy and he could feel mine.... i looked both ways up and down the street, across, it was fucking daylight.. i was surrounded by people and these motherfuckers were robbing me... i stared at his shorts to the jiggling pocket and hand combo... i couldn’t make out it’s contents..I look goon 2 in the eyes..”dude this shit is basically all I have”... and truthfully it was about all I had.. (Goon 2) “Don’t make me fucking tell you again”... Goon 1 had his hand inches from my face...  reluctantly i hand it over...  they hover deciding what to do next... my boy’s size bmx bike was beside propped against the wall like me fuckin chillen.. on the ground beside me lay my bag with it’s contents....just beyond it the pink metro pcs phone... god how i hated the fucking phone....Goon 1 now taking charge again "give me the phone"... i gladly hand it over...the whole time im thinking...” dontaskforthebagdontaskforthebagdontaskforthebag” they didn’t..... he shared some more parting words with me regarding the blowing off of my head....GOON1 don’t fucking move from that wall or he’ll blow off your head.. they both take off around the corner they came from....disappearing just beyond the bushes..i stayed for a second.. still feeling their energy hovering... 2 seconds later goon1’s head pops back around the corner to make sure i was still there.. i was.. chillin..fucking chillen... when his head moved i did... fast.. real fast.. i knew fucker was exiting the gift shop.. i grabbed my bag and jumped on the boys bike taking off towards the crib..leaving behind me a trail of contents still yet to be retrieved,,, i had no way to contact the police... and they were the last thing on my mind.. i raced back toward the camper to grab my truck.. i knew the password would hold on my ipad if the fucker’s let the screen close... however i knew also tons of information was stored in its notes and 1000’s of pictures... i jumped in my truck which hadn’t been  driven since the tags had expired the month prior .... the battery was almost dead and i  had to pump the gas to get it to turn.. the whole time yelling.. .”comeonbabycomeonbaby” it reluctanly turned over with a quarter on the tank...”yes” this had been my second thought...i went to another hotspot with computer in hand.. over the next few hours i picked my brain for every password and way in they might have and tried to seal the hole with concrete the best I could... i tried to recall every detail about them i could remember...i replayed it over and over... the police told me it would have been better if i seen the gun.. but i hadn’t seen it... and i wasn’t a liar...all i had to go on were his eyes.. and his body language... if he had had a gun in that pocket he would have shot me had i resisted... this much i know from that moment .... i also know  at that moment i wasn’t scared.... of him or his friend... of the gun.. of death... during my childhood  there was a feeling you would get before you fought..your nerves go crazy  and you feel like you have to shit... either you fight or you shit yourself...ive seen it... i remember being scared as a kid and fighting... winning.. but still you were scared... i wasn’t scared yesterday.. in that second i knew it.. if he killed me on that sidewalk i was partial to it...partial to death...but i wasn’t sure... and yesterday wasn't my day to meet the  reaper...at the end of the day reggie came over... he had read my post on facebook... i was still in shock...he said.” you look good”.. i was okay.. i am okay .. it was Reginald’s birthday.. i had almost gotten murdered a few blocks away from his house... He’s a Leo like we are... like most of the people in or closely surrounding my pack... i think Reggie was more upset than me...

 

I went home and changed. i took off the my clothes covered in paint.. i put on fresh shoes, socks, shirt, and pants all black.

 

I almost died yesterday.. 10 days before the rip age of 32.

i told them a few years ago 30’s the new 20.

They just started to believe me...

no more painting, no more Europe, no more London, no more Portugal, no more dreams, no more wobbly ladders,  no more Carol, no more life, no more......

what could have.. what should have..ohh but he was so talented.. 

Last modified on Wednesday, 25 July 2012 12:00
Justin Vallee

Justin Vallee

 

 My name is Justin Vallee I make up the other half of 2square. During my travels I have found myself diving further into my craft and self, submerging myself completely in hopes to resurface a better man as well as artist. I'm constantly pushing my style and painting techniques in different directions, in an effort to become more diverse. Though you may see the similarities among my work I hope you also see the differences. My life is art and an incredible ever expanding and epic journey. My dream is to travel and paint the world. This year I had began to paint and sketch with my left hand, in doing so I've also adopted a 2nd persona Lefty or Lefty2. I'm closer now then ever to capturing my dreams and I can see them becoming real thru my actions and beliefs. We enjoy and work in many areas of art but lately our focus has been on street art and a few other things. You can follow me real time on Facebook as I make sketches and paint murals. Also check out our Facebook/2square and Instagram/follow2square

 

Website: www.facebook.com/twosquare

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