Shoping can be fatal!

AAAAHHHH! The good Ol' department store. Grounds I dare not walk on these days...Unless I'm preparing for a certain stinkin' wedding for a certain somebody who's lucky we have similar DNA.

For those of you that don't realize why I may choose to dress a little off beat for the taste of most may find this blog a useful tool for beginning to understand me. (Not that anyone would want to do that. Why when you can remain ignorant and keep me at arms length so you can call me weird.)

Anywho! When I was a small child around age 7 or 8 in elementary school we would go on these trips to the oh so dreadful mall to go pick out school clothes at the end of summer.
According to my mother...When it came to pick my clothes, they would make suggestions and I would freak out and be like..

"NOOOO...If I wear those clothes the kids at school will think I am a certain way and I'm not that way and they'll think I'm pretending. I don't want them to think I'm one of the cool kids that are mean, and I don't want to mean popular kids to think I'M ONE OF THEM. I can't ware this!"

Then I would run over to a wild striped shirt or a tie die and be like. "THIS ONE THIS ONE!"

My sister would be like...

"Ew! get some Nike shirts and some Fubu."

It's obvious that even at a young age I was aware of the dangers of being labeled and categorized. I insisted that people see me for who and what I truly was at the time. Wearing the clothes the other kids did, didn't make me feel unoriginal... They made me feel like people would have expectations of my actions based on the way i was dressed...

(and it's hard enough when you have those associations with skin)

Most would think a blue collared construction worker is more likely to get into a street brawl in front of the food bank than someone in a freshly pressed business suit.

It's those damn expectations I tell ya!
If I recite stanzas of rhyming words to instrumental...does that make me a HIP HOP artist...
NO! I am simply expressing myself...However if I were to label myself as a HIP HOP artist, then I would have to face everyone's expectations and definitions of what real hip hop is...

For all that drama...
I'm Good!

Almighty after all!

Just saw Evan Almighty today and I must say that it was a great piece of work...A bit sappy at times but I took a lot from it.

It was a very real illustration about how the universe works....When you ask for something from the Almighty...the universe, GOD, whatever you would refer to as higher power. You are presented with an opportunity to obtain what you ask for...Because the universe has been designed so perfectly that for every question, there really is an answer that leads to another question that can offer further insight of what you never thought you needed to know...

Every time our hero worried about pleasing "people" in the movie...something extremely humiliating would happen to him and it would ultimately lead him back to his purpose. This reminded me of myself...Everyone is always asking me questions about why I do the things I do and I just have to tell them that I have received instructions to do what I am doing...Musically...spiritually...intellectually and everything else...The instructions were given to me on the inside and they haven't steered me wrong yet...

I have been reminded by this movie that I really just gotta do what I'm suppose to...because that is what I've been appointed to do... Seeking to please Humans will only get me into trouble.

It's a cute movie.... Just go see it!

Door OPEN!

Something whispered in my ear while I was twisting my hair this morning and gave me some great advice and food for thought.
I figured I should share it to all that are open to it.

When it comes to life...well at least to mine. I'm trying to make a dent somewhere on this planet...Musically and artistically. In order for me to receive the life's path I desire...I must prepare myself for it.

What that means is....

I need to leave my doors open...

If I want to do music for Disney one day then I better have some money saved so that when they give me that call I can move to the Hollywood and post up while I work...

I better not have evolved myself in some girl and had a kid with her and she wants to dictate my every move.

Or be dependent on my mom and don't have sh!t for myself...

Or be somewhere involved with the wrong people...getting in trouble with the law (cause you know you don't even have to give them a reason...)

Or have myself involved in a million dead projects and organizations that don't allow me to spread my wings in any way shape or form.


I better have my mind right, and be willing to struggle, kick and scream and fight for what I want in life.

I better go for what I truly want and not settle for whatever washes up on shore.

I better not compromise...

I better find people that are going in the same direction who may help me push the load.

I better be willing to grow and except how I will be used to better things!

I better love and except everyone!

I better leave my doors open!

Things Work Out...

A big transition is to be had really really soon here...and it looks like everyone is going to win! My victory is still uncertain, however the fact that I too am headed for a huge transition is still a form of a win for me.

For the first time in months I've seen pretty much all who sprinkle the Seattle Music scene with their vibes and marimbas! Clear channel's Kube 93 (our mainstream radio station in Seattle) put together a showcase for all who have participated in the Sunday night sound sessions...That's where all local talent and new national talent gets played on the station. It was well put together and pretty enjoyable. Hip Hop has a tough time holding my interest for a long period of time...especially the brand of hip-hip out of Seattle...It's great anyhow!

I walked into the venue and realized how detached I was from everything. I started thinking...am I a hater?
but then I said no...I've always felt the way I've felt about the situation even before I started indulging in th musical aspect of thing.
But what I saw was that...the people that I was worried about not having a very bright future in this, were going to in fact be fine...

Dot will be disintegrating very soon here and it's a good thing for them all...When I reappear in the future with bright yellow green eyes and pumpkin orange hair and blue skin, and the power to melt into a little dot at will...Then they will understand and things will be put into perspective. Can't wait!

I love you Seattle...Believe me I do!

(-) or (+) not much of a choice...

It's funny that people in their own minds only file the things you do and say into two files...Negative and Positive! Not much room for the truth if you ask me...

I try my absolute best to speak from the neutral truth of the matter...It's not always pretty and for that I always get labeled as someone who is negative...This is because in the minds of most, if you are not positive then you MUST BE negative...

Where I'm at, at the moment with this development is simple...Seeing things from a polar positive point of view makes you miss out on some aspects of the true nature whatever it is that you are looking at...Same if you're negative...

I could be wrong...and if I am we can just go back to the universal answer to everything.

I could be Crazy!!!

True Props to GOD...

I looked up at the clouds as I was walking home from the grocery store and noticed how tall the cumulus clouds were...There were stacked in high columns and lightning would strike every couple of minutes. It was Art.
I started grinning and I just was like...

"WHO MADE THAT UP?"
and I began thinking about how dope everything in this dimension is and how everything works out so nicely and everything heals itself and there is such reason for it all...

GOD...you're Fresh...If I don't tell you enough...I know I be complaining bout this and that but trust that through it all I understand that all is well and that you're fresh!

Lies.....ALL LIES!

And yes I do understand that this is an age old battle....That would be major corporations vs. their slaving employees.

But this is really what it boils down to...

When you lie to me and try to act like the job I'm working is good for me and safe for me to do, and that you care about what I have to say...you take away my choice to make the decisions I have to...

If you would just be honest and tell me that my opinion, my safety, and my role in the company means practically nothing...then I would take zero personal pride in my work and do exactly what they tell me to do and take my money home at the end of the week...But when you lie... I can't be responsible for my choice to get involved with you because there was no way that I would have know that you were a slime ball!

Don't try to sell me some dream like what your doing is perfect...Admit your flaws and allow those who care enough to help you correct them...CORRECT THEM! THen these companies would see who is loyal...

Oh but the lies have to confuse everybody and have them placing false imputations on everyone in sight, and they can't see the big picture...

ANd it's all because you lied!