Monday, June 28, 2010

Friday, June 25, 2010

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

I Put On A Show


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bizzack to the story raps, thank you TIP

Lazerproof

Lazerproof

Thursday, June 17, 2010

To Sleep


Don't cause your own downfall. Your hubris will be the death of you, and your believers will meet their own demise in the shadows of your crushed ego. How many times does 132 go into 100. How many times must I say it, there is no percentage to truth, no fraction and no function. The truth be told, is functionless, ineffective and unproductive. It motivates no one, it sleeps naked. I would encourage you however to be more open minded and less driven by the time constraints of you mortal body. Your mortal time on earth should not be spent screaming into the night. Compaining about your fellow man or keeping your mouth shut when the times are tough. Talk, man, Be real, keep it real, be social, keep it social. Be as unfit as you want to be but dont forget that our well being is as shocking to others as their existence is to themselves. Be powerful but undaunted. I will see you in your childrens dreams.

Monday, June 14, 2010

Black Keys

Big Boi; Remix

A Man On Drugs


We all have anxiety. Sometimes when I take a shower I am anxious I might slip and fall and bloody myself, which would completely negate the cleaning properties of showering. In this way the anxiety I feel about everyday life is less a state of confused nervousness than a statement on the meaninglessness of life. I don't necessarily fear the slipping in the shower as much as I fear that by bloodying myself I would have wasted my time in the shower. And such it is with life. I don't fear the retribution of enemies as much as I fear my own cowardice in the face of aggressive friendship, slipping into old habits and regressing. So what can one do? Are drugs ever an answer or is the temporary relief from the pressure of daily life to advance and grow always negated by the hangover and the yearning for a return to that inebriated state. You knew it was fake when you were in it, so why does the return to reality feel so crushing? I think I need to scuba dive, that's real pressure. I doubt the pressures that I feel in this highly fales environment are comparable to the weight of thousnads of cubic feet or turbid water pressing down on every inch of my person. Imagine being a bat ray or a mooray eel. Anyways, life is a drug and if I took the same attitude of determined examination to my state of being while under the influence of mind altering agents to the completely morose normalcy of sitting on my ass in front of a computer avoiding studying for an important test I may learn something important about the nature of being alive. Goddamnit I wish there was sauce in this seltzer water.

Starving like Somalia

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Ciara Ride

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Whatever After



Bumping shoulders is the beginning of the home court advantage. A nameless event that stuns everyone. Let me re analyze an old bit. Let me dig a little bit deeper here. Do the work, until I am tired, until there is nothing left. That is the standard that I hold myself to. That is what I believe in. Funniness is only funny once. Don't ask me to laugh at that, please don't ask me to laugh at that harsh humor two times. That is sad. This is sad. I am sad. Be me then. Be it then. Yell when you dunk. Be a giant. A giant among giants. Make fun of history. Be the quickest. The is one name, one name that is famous at one time but only one time at a time. Spiralling out og control. What is it that you do again. What is it that you are making fun of. How long does it take to catch up to what you dont understand. Especially in the event that you don't truly understand what it is that you are undertaking. There is spanish in the air. The language and the culture and the cultural off shoots of the language. That is nothing. So don't look, its not important. It is me. I am afraid of being found out so I dive in deep and bury myself in these sheets and pillows. I make myself a fort of works and sentences and nonsense as well.
An athlete, according to the dream dictionary that I have consulted on the internet. Is an individual who emobies memorable and acknowledgable accomplishments. An athletes accomplishments are easily measured and patently obvious. But I prefer not to use the term 'patently' and I loathe the term 'obvious'. Obvious is a cop out, it does not lead to flow, it is the end of a thought, a conclusion and a conclusion that never bothered to include anyones opinion but its own. Obvious can suck my balls. This has really been a pathetic writing performance. No one is performing well. Allow me to digress, there are so many people that are eager to jumpp around in their thoughts. The traditions that build up around the things we think are important and are obviously not. Bad question magic.
A family moment, provided to you by greed. The oil spill. This is a nice night. In the future it may be raining on the night of the NBA finals because of the events happening in the gulf of mexico. Or it might snow.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

MOBB DEEP SHOOK ONES

[Music] MOOB DEEP - "Shook Ones part II" - Album "The Infamous" (1995) from Jutix - Julien Castanier on Vimeo.

Long Damaging Weeks



Weeks alone, weeks in pain. A week of being taken advantage of. A week of kindness. A week of toughness. Weeks and weeks and weeks here in the dimming light. The light before the light arrives. Angry light and flourescent light for weeks. Weeks staring at myself in the mirror. Weeks avoiding myself. Weeks afraid. Annoying weeks. Hateful weeks. Impossible weeks making the coming weeks impossible. You can't live by weeks. You live by months and next month is mine.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Tuesday, June 1, 2010