Something Keeps Bringing Me Back.

Nicolay ft Kay + Sy Smith - 'My Story' - Here


What surprised me was when I took THIS photograph:
'Footprints..(Leading 2 a New Path)'


My man Vincent wrote a rap to it! We photograph-battle rap each other on our Flickrs! Here's Vince's Flickr.

And here's what he wrote!:

"footprints on concrete sitting in sun, evaporation takes over, one blink and they're gone

follow the steps of the ones that inspire you, ones you admire, fiery passion to pursue the things that you do

don't let discourage prevail, damage your heart that is frail, continue your life and don't stray from the educational trail

with a fork in the road, wondering to stay or to go, wishing you can click your red heels and in a flash you are home

the long road will be slow but all worth in the end, just remember the people that love you: family, friends.

You've got the spirits above, pure as the white on a dove, if someone says "Who Cares?" don't even consider a shrug

Those who question your thoughts, are the ones who are fraud, just always know they can't last even one round with God

only He knows you best, the rest, only a test, just do what you do, only your style is fresh

impress everyone in a glance, from here, to New York and France, enclose all in a trance, induce monumental mind blocks and cramps
"

Inspiration found in the most unexpected of places.

'..make your heart be the bling
you wear around your chest..'

Get Your Facts Right.

i'm going to campus/
no you can't have this/
immaculate way of attackin it, i'm more global than an atlas/
so international and inner-national, you can't match this/
i strike chords so fierce they light bright like some matches/
i'm oh so in the know that i've got my facts, kid/
stop kiddin yourself with fiction, all you are is factless/
when the fact-is, you're whack if you decide 2 act big/
think twice before you get spiked by these progeny rap kids//
O.C. - 'The Chosen One Instrumental'


on my way to campus before an extended study session.. psyching myself up!

'throw caution to the wind,
take my hand, + just give in..'

(A Brighter Day) Came My Way.

Xariusound came over this morning and we conversed about Rainforest. I was engrossed in how he connected the rainforest with people connecting to music under the umbrella of Rainforest, to 'build tents' and 'watch how their redwoods grow' in a few years in this forest, which makes perfect sense to me; I especially loved how he put the way rainforests irrigate water in connection with their idiom: The roots of a rainforest network so far away from just convention of its radius that around 50 miles away, roots can reach out to water penetrating the soil and nurturing the trees all the way back. 'Rainforest' is meant to mean 'Reign For Us', but I'd like it even more for it to mean 'Rain For Us' so that they bring the storm that everyone's been waiting for. haha i love it! 'and I champion them and hope they make a difference in our social media-driven world today!

i'm certain that i'm not leaving the campus until about 12:00am tonight,
and i do believe it's going to rain indefinitely. this song puts that picture in my head, of walking by city lights, on and on, watching rain drift down as i make my way to where i want to be, in shelter.

Brea - 'So Long to Streetlights' - The Immense Design of Things


'you ain't gonna make it unless
you give a little sacrifice
sometimes b4 u smile u got 2 cry
u need a heart that's filled with music
if you use it, u can fly
if u want 2 be high..'

Save For a Rainy Day...

Rain, Rain, you've come to stay/
you've made my day so wet and grey/
I want to play out by the bay/
But I should reconsider and study anyway/
And it's okay i'm curtain/bestow your invisible curtains/
from my shell i'm fine as hell but my guts are what's hurtin/
And i'm sure I could complain/but what i want is change/
Nothing different nor to distant in my words, nothin' strange/
like the fruit project, i've got shooting stars in my pocket/
for you to wish upon when hope has gone like you lost it/

'Save For a Rainy Day..'


'That HipHop Thing' vol. remix
Friday @ Oakes OLC/Havajava Cafe
it's been a while.

i think that next quarter i should be taking
-econometrics113
-cost accounting110
-the beatles music80V (haha hella love them!)

note to self:
-drop off some resume tomorrow
-enrollment tomorrow @1pm
-go 2 all MSI's for math22
-math22 MT#2, Friday @ 1230pm (4x6 notes allowed)
-MultiCulturalConference, 3/3/07
-selling auctions ends sunday

i feel like this entry is beginning to end up like one of those long 'boredom' surveys that you fill out when you're bored! studying instead i shall.

'if there's lessons
then i'm knowin to put my pride 2 the side;
if there's a story
then i'm telling, take my life in stride'

Say 'That's Love'.

I'm SICK AND TIRED of seeing kids throw their families away. LOVE YOUR FAMILY because when everything else is gone, they're ALL you'll have left. Please.

Ali Shaheed Muhammad - "Family" - Ali Shaheed and Stereotypes



'why are you still upset when you could just,
let it go..'

This 1's For You.

Jay Dee - 'This One's For You' - Thank You Dilla, Act Too


Yesterday, I decided to apply at some stores I haven't been to in a while and got a good word in! That made my day infinitely brighter despite the light showers.

I decided to write a poem when I was rudely awakened by the wind. Instead of throwing a "hissy" fit (lol who made up that silly word!), i decided to channel that creative energy and share with you my tribute to Linka's element from Captain Planet!

"Worldwide Win(d)ner"

'i'm not
going where the wind blows..

i'm

floating where the wind rarely resides,
the wind prefers to prance among autumn leaves and oak trees
but i'm keeping my hat on and staying warm inside

i think the wind
likes to sin.

it likes to play tricks on me,
haunting me with eerie sounds that astound my anxiety and
blasting apartment walls with pseudo ghost-calls of related -type trickery,
the wind,
in confliction with a vulnerable notebook of my calculus-3 lectures and
post-its and bouts with my umbrella where shouts of
frustration can usually be heard,
the wind,
wins.

but wind, why do you persist to be a friend?

wind,
you push the sails despite frail attempts of the deep blue sea's waters to
plunge and drown me into non-human friendly territory far below,
you restore my cool head and prevent me from
passing out, dead on a charring summertime afternoon with
a voluptuously steady breeze that doesn't send chills to my knees but,
sets my entire skeleton at ease.
wind,
you're my kin, chillin like when i've departed from
a long, steamy day at work and
my only perk was to march out the office doors to
finally agree in accord with something that makes sense
but may not make a dime let alone a few cents.

wind,

you make life beautiful.

would van Gogh still have his legacy
if his starry night lacked stars shimmering bright by gusts of air rolling the clouds, your prime specialty?
would sky diving be the same
or would it possibly feel lame,
just free fall sans adrenaline, without streams of atmosphere
passing through my entire soul while i see birds not in the sky,
but far below, drained of any desire of flight and
the random delight of 'going wherever the wind takes me'
how else would my girl shine divine
without you projecting the
timelessly captured and endlessly raptured image of
a beautiful model with air flowing through her hair that
cosmopolitan, Vidal Sasoon and a limitless number of beauty campaigns of falsified beauty that, in its most natural state, with you, is its most breathtaking?
how would i find significance in the intimate,
would cinema scenes of long gazes in windy climates still retain that sacred, private moment?

wind, you're the best,
not just
some 'slow hot wind' as Sergio Mendes puts it,
but more like a swift, cool zephyr that i would never think about replacing.
wind,
in a time where many things get thrown out the window,
i'd have to say you're in.'


Alfred,
listenin to loops
on the Loop


"..if you believe there's some1 who walks thru life w/ u,
you'll never be alone.."