Song/Video of the Day

Video of the Day




Song of the Day

Ignore the Soap Opera...but yo--I rememba these folks from when I was a younglin', why are they still on TV?

Pick a Nose

Digging up your nose.





Forreal tho...a few days back, I caught somebody diggin' up their nose. Forreal yo--hide that ish, o' just dont do it. I aint gunna lie, I use to do it back when I was a kid...

Lets stress that -- a kid! Stop it, now!

Buggin!

Buggin!

Yo, so many in a day

Buuuut!

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The Knux?

Alotta people don't like todays music. I aint da one to shoot on it. Man, a few artist on da same page as me. Yaknow, when your in an industry I think its a lot harder to appreciate the music - bcuz emotions, finances and all sortsa energy is involved in the music so they don't see it from the outside and getta nit-pick at it. The state of music now is good, and always has been.

I was readin' a magazine 'n Q-Tip was talkin' bout how Internet, even as a threat of music, is helpin' music out because catergories are losin' their importance.

Anyways, I aint the type to hate on no Soulja Boy, and not even Lil Wayne anymo. I just like music, whateva feels good.



I hope these folks go far - sound like they jus' trynna have fun. Can't hate on dat.

Best Looking of the Day

Okay, that sets the mood...

Now, I was lookin' at this music video again below 'n was thinkin' why is that woman so bad. Like, why!? Anyways, I decided to post it up and make her the best lookin' of the day. Stacey, ya good - but she is badder...

Plus she gotta nice smile 'n nice eyes. Aint really feelin' the makeup--but its all good.

Haha, look at me puttin this ish up--what am I thinkin? Whateva...

The Cool

I was reading about "Cool". My brother was tellin' me from a lil' book he read from Bruce Lee that people have their cools. Like an avenue they follow that is just good to them. Like their personality and everything jus match up with the subject - like my cool would be music, and yours it whateva...

But the whole idea of cool is about where you hold the most confidence in. I think everybodies cool should be themselves - be confident in you and comfortable in your skin. Thats hard to do.

Someone that I would consider "cool" would be like, Andre 3000. Just someone comfortable bein' him. Uh...like, Miles Davis - thats another one. Anyways, heres something I wanted to post.

Stacey Dash

Oh my gosh...

She's beautiful. She is like...42! What is she eatin?

If I meet him, I'm goin' to get her #. Words is bond!

Now, is Now

I dont know where imma go with this. Not enough people even pay attention to one anotha...and don't study the mind, or the world, that is still 95% unknown to mankind. Like, in a book my boy was readin' and relatin' to me, said 95% of the universe is dark matter/unknown matter. Ya' know how crazy that is?

But I was thinkin' on it like--man, most of that is based on the fact of abscence of connection of self, and connection with the world about. There was a song I was listenin' to by K-OS where he said...



"The man I used to be, I can only see by looking beyond me
So what is reality, I don't know

Theres a lot of truth in those words man. Music doesn't begin or end with a record, tho, and this is jus' me gettin on my Ghostface and stringing my conscienness, but music is in every step, every word, everything in existence. Just like art is in everything, and language, and everything is everything. Forreal, and thats a Lauryn Hill Song. Thing is, I was just given the experiences to lead me to music as my form of deepest understandin', but it allows me to put reflection to myself and dig deep into a world called emotions where I'm not so certain...yaknow?

Every man, and woman is talented - people needa get off that crap like a person is talented in one direction. Thing of it is, that anybody could do anything. Inspite of the cliche, ya gotta putcha mind to it. That also holds so much depth to it tho, and alot of people skip over it so that phrase became a cliche because the meaning of it was stole away. See, as "Jesus/Yashua/Whatever You" wanna call him said God is in you, and go in to yourself to improve your world. Alotta folk dont do that and look to other outlets of expressin instead of learnin' to create positive vibrations.

Everything holds a lot of depth to it and right now I'm just tryinna work on bein' tolerant of other peoples realities. Just be positive all the time, which is somethin that isn't hard. I mean, I got a natural affinity for spirituality and its not mystical woo-blah-blah like a lot of atheist try to. Materialism and all that is void, and is a escape from self. You can't handle the mirror, and you dont require glass to see it. Your very life, from the people around you, to the actions you take, show you, you and I've come to realize a lot of people spite their whole day.

Its sad...

But thats their hell. They need to find their heaven by steppin in their own direction and findin' out what truly makes them happy and bringing it out into existence. It doesn't first start in the mind, but it does start within you. Basic concept, in and out. It's posted up on restuarants that feeds people flesh on nasty, sloppy lettuce and crap. "In n Out". C'mon, it aint a hard subject. First it's in, then it's out. Start within, then go out.

Anyways, thats jus what is on my mind right now. I love people, and I'm lovin my growth. Enjoyin' everything - even my insecurites.

This stuff is always on my mind, I'm jus postin' it now to anyone that may read this.

blah-blah-i'm out. One two. Two one. Um...haha, im done.

Dream

The Dream

I've been recorded my dreams for a while, but I haven't decided to put any on this blog. I dont think alotta people actually even read this...so yaknow...aint no need to really put them up except for myself - but I think it's worth it.

Well last night I had a bunch of different type crazy o' dreams 'n such bcuz I woke up and went back to sleep. I know dat aint really good - but I actually got into the dream, meanin' I was in deep sleep...soooo yaknow...thats good. Wasn't the best sleep though...woke up.

But anyways, the first dream I can recall is one when I was my grandma's car. It's a Mercedes Benz and it's nice...'n such, so I was driving in a night and I was at a stop light and someone backed up into me repeatidally, over and over until the car in and of itself was tore up. Now, dat car is real big in my grandma's life 'n all so I was buggin when I got out. I was fine though...which is interesting part of the dream. Anyways, I got out and told the man that was backing into me that he messed it up. Everything but the glass, and wheels were pushed up like some cartoon or something - because everything was just scrunched up in terms o material.

So...I drove off and woke up to think that it actually happened - but it didn't and after a few thoughts I knew it wasn't true when I glanced at the time on my phone.

Went back to sleep, and woke up again...that dream I don't remember, but I do remember the last dream. I went somewhere...it was like a clothin' store, and even tho this girl doesn't work at a clothing store it was like she was on her break. I dont know, maybe because I re-met her at the mall a few weeks back o' whateva. Anyways, she got in the car and kissed me like she couldn't wait. After a bit of kiss the insecurity of how much I suck at kissing was symbolized in the dream by some very horrible kissin' on my part - but no words were said. She went back inside and it was hectic in there and I was just standing there watching.

She was working hard o' whateva...

Then, like, I swear I got a call over the intercom from my grandma. Anyways - a bit later I woke up.

Those dreams hold a lot of meaning that I'll break-down later in another part of the Dream Subject...but hopefully someone might read this and get a better understandin' of me.

Listening to...

Freddie Hubbard...man - I like this as soon as it was turned on. Felt just so...everything. Ah!

T-O-D-A-Y

Today

Didn't suck, but it was eeeh. It was negative though - no progression
in what I ultimately want. I woke up on a good note, but I didn't want to
go to work. Still laughed it off. But I was like @ work and someone
left that always feeds me that good energy I like and I worked to keep my
energy up. After lunch I came back almost in a silent depression without
any optimism.

Its whateva though.

I'm happy now...