Oxygen

Transparency is my oxygen, thats how i breathe freely.. won't cover up the skin i live in because that would contain me. i inhale it into my lungs; now the skeletons run & flee... Being transparent is my Oxygen. Finding the words to express how i feel is my Fire. I'm addicted to exposing my soul, Life is my desire. transparency is my oxygen, without it i'd slowly die. A steady dose of this pure drug allows me to fly.... I'm Alive as the Flame smothers me, now im breathing with ease. Ignites the child inside while it disarms any disease. This feeling makes my heart perspire.. Oxygen is necessary for the flame to rise higher.. i will spread the flame so you can feel the same. the beauty of Your transparent soul. so addicting i want to view it in slo mo.. add my favorite song as the audio & name the track.. Its an Oxygen World baby & its about to blow

Shadows in the Break of Dawn

The Shadows on the Wall surrounding her display a flow of grace.  white walls feel emotion as the world opens its doors. only to disappear without a trace.  a sequel of her dancing soul will be painted when winged creatures sing their wake up song. the concert continues. consistent as the Break of Dawn 

Who is Silvia?

  Who is this Silvia person this guy keeps mentioning. she must be tres sheik with a dash of freak, in the way she laughs when there is no joke. the Girl is into yoga so she will not toke.. a simple girl who is faithful with a side of danger. She dances as she walks & will even smile at a stranger. Pilates style movements at any given time.. She speaks without saying a word, more effectively than a Mime. The Shadows on the Wall mirror her flow of grace. white walls feel emotion as the world opens its doors. only to disappear without a trace. a sequel of her dancing soul will be painted when winged creatures sing their wake up song. the concert continues. consistent as the Break of Dawn. The kiss of her harmonious melody sends my body into a trance as Her song fills my mind long before we even meet .she's the one that makes my heart sweat. the one that'd make me grip the handle bars tight, butterflies in my stomach all through the night... , my heart pumps, skin sweats, i no longer can resist..... Once we both feel the flow its on like donkey kong, from Halloween to Christmas. She's like a drug that lasts forever & I have a limitless supply. Just think about her for a moment and her presence stops by.... I'm fascinated like curious George by how her mind works and why girls wanna have fun, thats maybe she's like the girl that that cyndi lauper used to play. that type of woman who is, "hey girl all day." so if i met her this way, i'd like to stay.... let's just roll down the hill like in the story Jack and Jill... but there is no crown, & we laugh at whoever tumbles all the way down... Then the probability of chemistry would be 99%, nothing is for sure, except for Mimes who don't speak and the 1st of the month rent. A clown in front of the mirror when youre getting ready for no reason... Fuck the Dating Game, its time for Silvia, this is a Hey Girl season. Her laughs & smiles come first, the body comes later.. that'll always be my preferred flavor. I'm done for now but this rhyme is far from the end.... Silvia is on my hit list, my goddess, my love, and my new best friend....... kick that shit Dre...

Is that a Heart on your sleeve or is it just a symbol of what you think you believe.

I'm confused so please clarify what you are saying... if free thinking is what you preach then there should be no slaying. when you attack those holding signs that you feel preach hate..... A violent reaction will only cause the madness to elevate. A war may be born from getting in peoples faces which results in destruction & only violence will leave its traces... this is not a request, there will be an absense of physical fighting... if a rock is thrown in anger, prepare for thunder & lightning.... take this as an opportunity to learn about those you don't know... regardless of the signs they hold, only then you will grow. when you arrive with a vengeful heart & shoot vicious bullets in their way, the Love symbol on your neck will bleed, & that heart on your sleeve will slowly decay... Leaving you thinking about what you did... the vulgar swinging in the direction of that little kid.. if you let anger overcome your reason... you'll only defeat the peace sign & be found guilty of treason... a traitor to yourself and the words that you speak... represent the button you wear with action, if peace is what you seek

Raindrops are Falling on My Head..

i live so i can LIVE,  but initially had no clue what i could give. the day i awoke was the day i was the most confused... didn't cover up while i tried to  figure it out, instead i stripped my clothes, transparency was my new route. I indulge in Life rather than a game of  win or lose so im Naked to the world, which is the dresscode i choose. However, i wear a bathing suit because i have some class & have a tendency to dive in oceans where the sharks might pass..   transparency is my oxygen, thats how i breathe freely.. won't cover up this skin because that would contain me. oxygen is how i live, my words fuel the fire. this expresses what occurs & translates my desires. I'm not a rebel to faith, but a rebel to certain mainstream views... selectively promoted ideas that leave the nieve more confused. .. the box on the wall can train the mind to be scripted, so instead i sharpen my mind to become lyrically gifted. I selectively digest thoughts of genius that may originate from an evil mind, ingest the good, release the waste that may leave the heart blind.. after researching myself, I voluntarily take a tour of someone elses position & may transfer myself into bait for their opposition.. this connection is as genuine as you will ever get.. the heart thumps an unfamiliar rhythm, forehead perspires with sweat.....  As the project steadily unleashes it will all come together, not saying i promised anyone this flow would get better..  As I hear others talk about living the high life,  I dare them to became the father, the mother, the child, the husband, and the wife. I'll become the Outcast just so i can relate;  put myself in the storm without a raincoat so i can taste......  your flavor, your sound, because it involves me too. Since we're both  living in this world im riding with all of you. So for now, i tilt my head back & let the rain kiss my forehead with  passion fueled drops. the soundtrack to LIFE begins. Seeking an Umbrella is where it stops.  I'm a writer! faith infused idea igniter, awake with the birds but also chill with owls when i pull an all nighter. all of the above & yes im also a lover. that night i burnt the only umbrella left so i could feel the world, not run for cover.

Modern Day Sexual Rebel without being a Rebel

 Something i wrote & im not Jerry McGuire. I just threw a match on the ground. Someone else settup the fire... So, here goes:


During my life  I've had conversations with a wide variety of people expressing my choice to wait awhile before having sex with a woman. I've received numerous responses throughout my life some which have included "No, way that's just a line or Cmon,  your lying" or a guy that thinks like that is usually gay, or the kinder but still shocking response of: Wow, thats different, no its not a bad thing, its good, its just different. I say shocking because its pathetic that society reacts this way. Now, im not saying that's the way everyone thinks.. I'm not saying thats the way it is.. Im saying that is what i've personally experienced for the greater portion of my life.. Then, one day, i happened to run across someone (will not mention names) who is hated. A person who is considered a Religious Extremist who preaches hate. . A person who I have almost nothing in common with, through the eyes of those who know me. So, That person responds..... "So, What's the big deal, There are many guys out there who are like that." For the first time, i was overcome with a new feeling that i have never experienced before... Relief... Relief & Confusion.. How can someone who is considered so close minded by many, be so open minded in this particular area... Relief... Normally, when i had a similar discussion with others, i was always looked upon as if my choice was foreign ... This is the first time i received a reaction from someone who Showed me that it wasn't a big deal at all. . I guess sometimes, what you've been waiting for  your whole life, comes from the most unexpected source. It makes me feel reborn in a sense because what i believed was nonexistent, truly does still exist.  It restored faith which lead to a rearrangement of my feelings, leading back to where i started, when it comes to this issue.   

The Garden

i came to the fork in the road & went straight, ignored the sign, jumped the fence & busted open the gate.. into the garden where i was greeted by stares from strange faces. i'm a criminal for crashing the party but i'll be gone without leaving any traces. i looked right into them, eyes glazed, with a smile so wide ... high from the adrenaline that i was experiencing inside.  A private festival had taken over in this secluded place. Curiosity aroused on each & every face. My name flew through the garden from lips to ears, by a cluster of individuals who knew each other for years. i politely interrupted this man annoying a fine lady, she was upset  because i woke her up, but still pleased to meet me.  small talk occupyied the scene, reminded her of the same story so we took off to explore unchartered territory. The ink we spill along the way will illustrate how we live, transparent, with nothing to hide. We're the authors of our adventure, the New version of Bonnie & Clyde.. wild dreams paint the streets with our own dezign. We burned down the Box, & unlike Cash we will never walk the line. when the sun sets & Dusk enters we never count sheep. Instead we daydream of wolves who run free & don't fall asleep. These are the thoughts that ease our mindz instead. until the sun rises, the spot in the garden is where we'll lay go to bed.

U Know

People Don't Change, They Just Become More Like Themselves. I've heard this statement before, on more than a few occasions & this is my interpretation of it.

Sometimes others may think you're changing but maybe you're just becoming more in touch with yourself & that's a good thing. Maybe, the person you thought you were wasn't really you. you may have not realized that you were trying to fit in simply to appease others. You may just be realizing that you never knew who you were until a certain point in your life when it all begins to come together. When you come to that realization, thats a good thing. So, before you take too many steps forward in one direction, relax. Don't rush . The direction you walk will obviously lead you to who YOU will be so don't walk too fast, let it mature like wine, slowly, genuinely. Keep learning about yourself until your subconscious mind completely aligns with your conscious mind. Until your conscious state agrees with your natural reactions. When that happens, everything you add along the way will be added to the real you… If the foundation is solid before you decorate the house then living in the house will be alot more pleasurable…if the foundation is unsteady then the house will collapse or continuously experience damage by obstacles that you won’t understand.. It all leads to you. Whether its your fault or not, you’re the one that has to deal with the situations that arise in your life. If you have a thorough understanding of yourself then you will have gained peace of mind. Peace of mind that the decisions you make are the ones that are right for you. Experiences in this world may collide with what you believe from time to time. They test us, they introduce themselves to us, they greet us. How we deal with them, whether we choose to battle, to ignore, to embrace, to laugh, or a combination of those will give us the answers we need.. the answers to questions you may have asked yourself. was that me or was that someone i thought i was supposed to be. Did i react, or did my emotions react.. Reflecting on these moments without analyzing them too deeply supply us with answers. So, the challenge isn't change but instead, learning more about ourselves... Once that happens, Change is Natural!              

Storms Breathe a Rainbow

I bring my thunder to the table; the storm is passionate with unpredictable drops of rain but remains stable. Our winds clash but sharing the sky is key because we have table manners. The menu we present features delicacies that label us as enchanters.. the future of the storm is the route that we'll fly. dipping through clouds as we let the sun heat our bodies, then we'll kiss the sky. when two storms collide its such a thrilling ride; the thunder that lives inside when two storms collide... This may or may not be what you want to hear, but you'll see the rainbows we paint while we're living up here. Graffiti in the sky that you see once in a blue moon, turned into a daily operation that you can experience very soon... as long as you don't hide from the storm that lives inside. we breathe our thoughts freely until Our Storms Collide. to never erupt all at once or welcome in the acid rain. the mix of weather conditions may seem complex but are really quite plain. the peace that lives inside as we glide.. the power that is felt when our storms collide.. we've inhaled storms throughout the journey now lets let it go.... we've inhaled storms in our life, now We Breathe a Rainbow.

Create Art in a Pit Full of Snakes

• Two birds of a different feather will eventually come together... slowly, with patience, the process will transform into a collage of colors that have been yearning to be born.. once the painting is finished & all the colors have been bonded nothing can wash it away... please, don't plant poisonous seeds along the way... that will only open a door for snakes to enter & stomp on this dream even more. don't feed the snake inside of you or else it will urge you to fight others. your perception will be controlled by the emotional desires of the snake who only exists to destroy. then, you will not be a contributor but instead you'll be the snakes toy. instead find the seeds that contribute to creation. These you already possess. these are the ones that leave the snake alone. Unfed, that snake will soon be dead. the desires within you will change & once that happens, the process that was once started can continue, it will never be rearranged. it will never be distorted by those who seek to separate. that is weakness, Abandon this destructive human trait. let the garden grow, let the flowers bloom, let nature react. or this will all die if we jump in recklessly with a hate fueled attack. Relax, sit back & observe... You'll notice the holes that need to be filled when witnessing a discussion between two different worlds... you'll know what to contribute then... the process can continue, the painting will eventually be painted. the madness will end. Art will then be the desire & it's art that is endless. when art takes over us creation is an infinite exploration. That's when we will never see a dead end, ever again, my friend.

We've Got 99 Problems but We Can't Feel A 1

Ive got 99 problems & she makes them all disappear as they're importance seems to vanish while they soar through the air... diminish into almost nothing & evaporate across the lake.... Feels like Magic, how that just happened. It feels like we've known each other forever & the sense of freedom we both feel to explore each other without fear, no hesitation. is this real? i ask, as i pinch myself so i can feel... feel the sharpness & maybe i might go back to reality but im already living it. i want to make sure i didn't just doze off so i pull my hair.. but im still here... words are translated into glances that only we share. but where do we go from here... If we ever drift apart, at least we'll always have this... this moment, this kiss, this will wipe all the hell away.... on any given day, just close your eyes & remember this moment... its ours now & forever; we own it, Our Loyalty stronger than bonnie n clyde, the good version that is, tighter than that of the two kids who pinky swore by the tree. Deeper than anything you can imagine, than you'll ever see.... a romance that even the Notebook hasn't fully captured.... nothing like it in the world. So, If you're having minor problems i feel bad for you son. We've got 99 problems but We can't feel a 1!

Leaders of the New School

The issues that arise in the parks, stem from the actions of only a small percentage .. The true OWS (protestors) or as i call them (peaceful individuals who publically speak their mind about creating Change) which by the way has been encouraged by society when we've been told time & time again to GET INVOLVED & VOTE, are the majority in the parks. We have been encouraged by Presidents who have said to the people "Let your voices be heard" I mean, Nobody arrested Howard Dean when he went on a frenzy & the whole entire place went wild.. okay, maybe that's a bad example.. When Obama ran for president & demanded CHANGE he drew a crowd that filled the streets.. When ONE person behind a podium who is dressed in a 3 piece suit delivers a powerful speech that stirs up the crowd, they are commended. They are not called PROTESTORS, they're called LEADERS! why is this any different? When ONE person stands behind a podium in a 3 piece suit its called "The American Way" its called being "Patriotic" to attend & get involved in the whole process. People wear buttons with names on them & wave signs in the air.. The stars & stripes wave proudly while police clear the streets so this process won't be disturbed. The VOTERS, the AMERICAN PEOPLE gather When ONE person delivers that speech behind the podium .. Well, this is the same thing except it gets even better because the occupy movement involves "MANY" It involves "MANY" Americans who are doing the same thing but without a 3 piece suit & a podium. Yet, they are not commended, they're called Protestors.. Anyway, These people I speak of are dedicated to the movement & aren't residing in those Parks to cause problems. In any city across America, a public park that is opened to everyone will end up attracting a few individuals whose motives may not be positive, this is true.. Hello, what i just described is REAL LIFE everywhere. That has been going on for years in cities across the world. In almost every neighborhood, condominium complex, hotel, street, school, etc... there will be individuals present who end up causing problems. When that happens, does the city shut down the entire school & call it a failure? Does the city walk into an apartment or condominium complex & order every one to move out because there is a group of drug dealers living in unit 18.. of course they don't so why are you treating the occupiers any differently. This is part of the problem, don't you see that. The problem is that these folks who started all of this, who want to be heard just like the person in front of the podium, have been looked down upon by individuals in authority from day one... They should be commended for the time they spend contributing to this movement, for caring so much about the direction this country is headed in.. They should be respected, not treated poorly. They should receive protection from the law, not be punished. They are not a problem. The few bad apples who create a disturbance won't suffer from evictions.. They'll just move to another location & cause those problems elsewhere. The vandals or drug dealers or people who provoke fights will just set up shop in a new place... while the true occupiers get kicked out of their home base. that's not right.  The Mayor who comes up with an idea that allows occupiers to continue with their movement, while removing the problem will be the true LEADER. That Individual will open NEW DOORS because they came up with a solution that nobody else thought of.. If another mayor calls for eviction they will be no different than what we already know & that's not CHANGE.. that's more of the same. It's a quick solution to the problem, a minor patch over a wound, if you will. A Wound that won't go away unless someone in a leadership position finds a way to help that Wound heal properly. We were never a nation of people who were taught to give up. So, don't give up on a cause that has the potential to blossom into something beautiful. Instead do what I did, learn more about it first. So my advice, meet the protestors, im sorry... I mean, meet the Leaders of the New School!

Sounds of the Street

An afternoon walk in an unknown town led me to a busy intersection where the humidity kept everyone tightly packed in their vehicles. Tucked away in tiny air conditioned carts each in their own little world.
 I was the only one walking.  I drifted through a maze designed by a string of boxes on wheels hogging the pavement. As I approached the traffic light i noticed a couple in an suv. Their foreheads up against each others as they engaged in a deep staring contest of pure bliss which slowly led to their lips touching.   just two people enjoying one another in such an  intensely passionate manner where every moment seemed to move in slow motion.  Looking around to see if anyone was watching, their bodies moved quietly to the side.... Meanwhile, a few vehicles ahead of them, two others made their presence known as they shouted vulgar comments at each other from their cars, out in the open, without an ounce of shame.  They seemed proud of their verbal attacks as they struck each other with words that shot out of their bodies fueled by pure anger.  the noise they produced rang through the streets like a loud bell, the sound all too familiar and boring.... Suddenly the image of the couple reappeared in my mind and a new song emerged from inside of me. this new song energized and moved my legs in an entirely different manner. ...  i was no longer walking but instead i was dancing as my body moved forward.... ... I continued my journey as I removed myself from the traffic to a less congested area of the street leading to a park..... When I reflect back on that moment, if someone were to ask me what I experienced my response would be.. "Love"... because Love is Louder

A Love Bomb State of Mind! (the love drop team remix)

i created my own rhyme using the Empire State of Mind song as an outline for this blog.  to visit the love drop team site click  http://www.lovedrop.us/  

yeah their droppin love bombs on so many families. giving out toys & much needed necessities. travelin the distance all across the nation. putting smiles on faces fueling inspiration. You can catch J money chillin with Nathan St Pierre. droppin gifts for people who can't help but shed a tear. this is the scene at @dropalovebomb nation. the @lovedropteam once blessed some folks with a well deserved vacation. representin since the '09 but they'll be around for a long while.. making moves, droppin bombs that'll never go out of style.. at Love boooooomb.. a crew that keeps on rockin the naaaatioooon. they got their own t shiiiiirts. over at Love booooomb.. whether road trip or aiiiirline, they always arrive on tiiiiiime.. over at Love Bomb, Love Bomb, Love Booooomb!

Hidden Gem

a hidden gem
born with a twisted elegance
shines brightly with a unique intelligence
for years so many have been unaware
of the gem's magnificence; now they stop & stare.
Attempting to diagnose every fabric of its being.
Unable to understand what it is that they're seeing.
no evidence is buried because there is nothing to hide.
instead of sleeping in closets, the skeletons   wake up and ride.
what may have been a mystery to myself and so many of my peers
now seems so different, and there really is nothing to fear.
the side thats been buried for so long climbs to the surface & breaks out.
& is out in the open now so you know what it's about

its warming up outside as the cold is almost gone.

 revealing a bond that i now see has been alive all along.
so If they begin to yell next door & try to provoke a fight
the world is ours anyway so Let's Light up the Night! 

She Dreams

She dreams:

Of a world where you act the same; whether around your friends or when you're together

She dreams:

Of a world where your loyalty is always present even during the toughest of times; in any weather.

She dreams:

Of a world where you listen when she speaks instead of thinking about what you’re going to say after she’s finished.

She dreams:

Of a world where you touch & caress her because you want to, not necessarily because you want something from her.

She dreams:

Of a world where you speak to when she’s next to you, not just when she’s walking out the door.

She dreams:

Of a world where the love grows throughout the years

She dreams:

Of a world where she only cries when she's happy so you won't have to wipe away her tears

She dreams:

Of a world where she can say what’s on her mind without worrying if you’ll think it’s about you.

She dreams:

Of a world where you bring her 3 when she asks for two. 

She dreams:

Of a world when you make it about her without anything to do with you.

She dreams:

Of a world where she can fly without being guided while being caught if she does fall.

She dreams:

Of a love that survives when living miles apart.  

She dreams in her sleep, while she’s awake, She dreams with her heart.

She dreams:

Of a World........

She dreams, She dreams, She dreams,..

& then 1 day she got tired of dreaming & said, I'm going to make this a reality today

Stars

1minute the world may not make any sense, i analyze, i debate, i search for answers..but when i clear my head & embrace the thoughts that made me who i am a revitalizing vibe takes over.. Instead of searching I explore my mind & all of a sudden the song that played for awhile shifts into an unfamiliar but pleasurable sound...

answers can be silent... the stars shine and sometimes that's all that is necessary  to get through.... we sometimes look for answers in the form of words or signs that stand out... but  the answers are all around us & inside of us too.... in the sky or the wind that brushes against our face.... silent, but potent... quiet and true... this is living. anything that may have prevented this feeling  @1 point is gone.

Q!

It's a state of mind

 A combination of moments throughout the years colliding together.

 It's the sharpened awareness of the environment built from wisdom with the innocence remaining.

It's  A spontaneous joyride that leads to unchartered territory opening up a window 4 exploration

 my thoughts roam freely allowing my mind to open up to new experiences.

  these feelings marinate inside leaving a mark that will never be forgotten

I enjoy exotic cuisine  letting my taste buds indulge in all kinds of flavors i haven't tasted before

followed by a trip to a local basketball court where i take jump shots for fun.,

 i  take a walk afterwards to a gallery where i can learn about new treasures that might be found overseas: 

then make my way to a park or even a lake where i can dive in swim around and do the backstroke as i take a break..

 It feels as if i have miles of space even in a small place. 

the ocean exudes a calm yet powerful breeze that is  felt throughout my body.

It's a force that awakens the mind and sets me free as the sound of the water splashes.

I envision my future while I reminisce back to a time where i also felt like this.

the feeling is in the present : genuine and true

this moment is old but yet it is so new

laughter ringing through the air & adults playing as kids all around

my mind is in the clouds when the sand is my ground

my mood is elevated and im taken back to my youth

IM REBORN

No matter how fast or slow whatever speed I travel the ocean will go.

Im young again, Im free again,i play however i wish in this sea of imagination.

I feel a continuous flow of increased ecstasy relaxing in a place where i can just be me.

I lay down & dream while im awake.  

I picture a jumpshot at the end of a professional basketball game similar to a child in a park

Just a smile on a face and a shot for fun without any desire of adding points.

A love for the sport shining through on a court where normally winning matters so much......

It's an element that feeds all those around once one begins this amazing domino affect

It's the bliss of a first kiss along with the feeling of a matured romance running through the body.

The aroma of a finely aged wine with a butterfly in the stomach feeling of a playful glance exchanged in the air. 

It's a powerful sensation so genuine and natural

It lives inside and sets off vibes all around

A blend of so many elements like a tree that breeds infinite branches.

It's a feeling that lives inside me and you

so i call it Q

A Look Inside

i dont have a specific style that anyone can possibly imitate, so if you try to copy my sound then you'll always be arriving late. constantly evolving, changing like the leaves on trees. my mind captures an image photographing what my eye sees. then i store it deep inside, releasing the art at another time. maybe in a story that i tell you or while im flowing a new rhyme. never force myself to change with a current trend or scene, but don't resist new ideas either so i create my own theme. the flow you hear develops naturally & is released on any time or date. bringing a sound that illuminates current culture with a spark that you cannot replicate. opening up my mind letting it all soak inside, what else can i do but simply enjoy the ride.........  our ideas  fuel the world we live in.  Our thoughts, Our Words, Our actions feed the ears & the eyes that occupy our surroundings. The energy that is born spreads from person to person, place to place, inspiring a brand new mood. It fills everyone around creating the environment we end up living in. Our Dreams keep us rockin, any poison that created drama melts away because we're immune. this is living. anything that may have prevented this feeling from spreading @1 point is gone.

Treehouse

    I glanced over and saw an old house that looked as if it hadn't been occupied for several years. Something came over me at that moment which made me feel as if i knew exactly what  took place there. I saw a rope swing in the back yard & an old treehouse. I could hear the children inventing new games to play. Their imagination running wild as they created new ideas of how they were going to use the tree house. The rope swing was also a part of their new adventure and their excitement continuously escalated as the afternoon moved on. They invented their own world where anything was possible & their minds were full of life. Nothing deterred them from their mission because the only thing that existed was that moment.  They slowly drifted apart as they grew older becoming caught up in the fast paced world..  Slowly forgetting about the days when they played in the treehouse but every once in awhile the memories would return... 

One day, two of them reunited.  Although they felt like distant strangers initially, their spirits reminded them of who they were.  They decided to take a ride around the old town they lived in as children...  They explored  areas outside of the zone they were familiar with as children. As they came to the end of the street, the boy noticed that the road was a dead end...  That was until they got out of their car & soon discovered a narrow path between two trees that lead to the woods. After walking a short distance they realized that their adventure had just begun. This place was filled with endless paths surrounding a stream that sang such a soothing tone. the streets that that they had been traveling on all day were crowded with people running from place to place, searching... nobody was here though. Nobody was in this beautiful place but them. Alas, they find a Castle that was once an ordinary tree just like the two at the end of the road..   "I've never heard of this place," the boy said. The girl replied, "That's because most people turn around once they see the dead end sign"

The sky is blue... the sky is blue... the sky is an array of colors

Here is my perspective on conversation related to stereotypes. We already know what they are. We've heard them over and over again. So, what is the point of talking about what we already know constantly. It really doesn't accomplish anything, nor is it entertaining so why do people do it? Take a walk with me through the City of Life and lets explore. I get out of my car & begin walking down the street. I pass by a coffee shop where people are having a conversation about how Most Women think a certain way about a particular issue vs how most men think about an issue. So, i walk across the street and overhear another conversation. This one is about how most people in their 20's are interested in certain activities & when they reach their 40's they'll end up losing interest in those activities because they will change as they age. I pass them by and walk a few blocks further & grab a bite to eat. At this restaurant I stumble upon another group of people. They talk about the differences between the majority of newleywed couples & how their mentallities differ from a couple who has been married for 30 years. I finally make my way to the park where I sit down so I can enjoy my lunch. A group of people sitting near me are having a discussion as well. Their topic is sports & how the majority of athletes in that particular sport begin to lose their edge at age 35. All day as I travel through the city I hear the same song and dance that I've heard a million times before. So I turn to the group & I bring up the fact that there are exceptions. They look at me, laugh a little bit & say; "yeah, but those exceptions are very rare so why bother talking about them" I respond, well "why bother talking about what we already know over and over again" It's like if I said, "the sky is blue" and then 10 minutes later i repeated myself and said "the sky is blue" and i kept saying it over and over again. Eventually someone would tell me to shut the f**k up. We already know the sky is blue so why the f**k do you keep saying it..... Would that make any sense? think about it. Plus, sometimes the sky is grey, other times it's black, sometimes it's a combination of many colors... talk about that instead because at least its more interesting.

I just don't get it. Do you?

I cannot understand the whole paparazzi scene one bit because the whole thing still seems to confuse me a great deal. Where should I begin. Well for starters there have been a few situations in which ive seen paparazzis film that should be illegal. I have spoken to people who have said that it is perfectly legal to shoot pictures of celebrities at any time and any place. So, what I will do is give you a hypothetical scenario & you be the judge. Lets say I decide to go out to downtown Hartford on a Saturday night for example. For all those who are familiar, please for a moment, try and picture this situation. . Obviously the story I’m about to tell is fictional & I would never do the following but just imagine If I did……. Let’s say I am in downtown Hartford with my camera on a very busy Saturday evening. As people begin exiting the bars & clubs I pick a couple women out of the crowd and begin to follow them as they are walking down the street. Are you imagining this situation? Okay, so I’ll proceed… Now, lets pretend as they’re walking , I start snapping photos of them & begin to get closer so that I am right in front of their face. As they walk, I am in front of them walking backwards snapping away with my camera. they start to become agitated and tell me to leave them alone. Instead of listening I continue to follow them and snap pictures. Now a few blocks away next to a club called “on the rocks”, there are also quite a few police cars with police officers standing in front of their vehicles patrolling the area as they normally do. I ignore them, similar to what a paparazzi in LA does and I continue to follow the women closely constantly snapping pictures in their face. Now, they begin to shout at me and tell me to get the f**k out of their face but I continue snapping photos. As we approach the intersection where all the police officers are stationed, I continue on my mission to photograph the two women. Now picture those police officers just standing there doing nothing about the situation. Picture those officers telling the two women who are complaining about me that there is nothing they can do about it. Then picture the two women walking past those officers and me continuing to photograph them as they walk to their car. For those who know the area and have read this, ask yourself. Would I have gotten away with something like that? Again, I would never do such a thing but im just trying to paint a picture here. Just the thought of something like this being allowed is completely ridiculous….. So, if this situation that I described is so ridiculous then why is it that the paparazzis in Los Angeles get away with shit like this all the time & it is viewed as normal behavior? Is society suggesting that this type of action is acceptable as long as the individual being harassed is a celebrity? Is it okay in certain locations but not in other locations? Why aren’t more of these situations questioned? I just don't get it. Do you?

Once upon a time, in a land far far away.........

Once upon a Time, There was a couple who felt confused; a little upset, and really down on life.  So each of them went off & spent time with their friends.  

Their friends gave them  all the advice in the world about what they should do.

They tried  making them better by listing their qualities while some of them  just listened without responding much at all.    Anyway, after all that they still were like... blaaahhhh...

At then end of the day they meet up,  A child approaches; must have been around 3 or 4 years old, the cutest little thing.  so the child Walks up to the couple,  makes a joke, smiles and asks them 2 play.

That child  made their day....    

a Minaj a Monster

the other day while listening to the new kanye west cd, the song "Monster" came on... as im listening, all of a sudden i hear the illest verse. i thought "who is this? she can rock the mic and has a voice that just grabbed my attention" later that night while channel surfing i stumble upon a show titled "MYTIME" the title attracted me so i watched. It was a story about Nicki Minaj. the way Nicki opened up and told the world her story was amazing.. luv2thareal.. so i made a video with clips from Maggie Q, and the song "Monster".

New Breed from Aldo D Notarandrea on Vimeo.

hit em up (my version)

A woman by the name of Katie Nicholl recently included information about Lily Allen in one of her gossip columns. Lily Allen is a very talented musician who is loved by many. She is a strong woman who has dealt with adversity that i cannot even fathom. For those who don't know, take some time to research this information on your own & you'll realize the amount of courage she possesses. Now, Katie Nicholl has made a name for herself using the power of Gossip. The problem with that is she is helping fuel this industry. An industry filled with maggots. Maggots that feed off of other peoples life in order to fulfill their own worthless empty existences. She is no writer. There is better journalism that exists in a 5th grade school teacher's desk drawer. If she had a real career, and also one of those things called a conscience she would do something worthwhile. she would research the information so that she could use the power she has to set the record straight about bogus stories that are spreading around. Instead, she takes the cowardly route & just goes along with whatever gossip exists, adds some more gasoline to the fire so it spreads to more ears, and to more eyes. That isn't a talent. That is a middle school girl that never grew up and took the life of a gossip queen to the next level, claiming it to be a career. Katie Nicholl is just another maggot. She may be a large maggot but is that something to be proud of? think about it.