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!

Freeze!...Everyone on the ground!

So yesterday I was @ my good good friends house...chillin' discussing plans of our move this fall, working on other worldly musical concepts...

AND ALL OF A SUDDEN THERE IS THIS LOUD BANGING AT THE DOOR. MY TWO FRIENDS WERE IN THIER ROOM AND I WAS ON THE DECK ON THE PHONE.
THEY CAME IN...POINTING THIER GUNS AND THEY TOLD ME TO GET ON THE GROUND ON MY STOMACH. THEN THEY CUFFED ME! THEY BROUGHT ME IN THE LIVING ROOM WHERE MY TWO OTHER FRIENDS WERE SITTING CUFFED AS WELL. (BUT THAT WASN'T BEFOR THEY DRAGGED ONE OF THEM BY THIER HAIR ACROSS THE FLOOR!)
MY FRIENDS FATHER WHO LIVES IN THE BASEMENT WAS YELLING "IM DOWN HERE LEAVE THEM ALONE!"

SO THEN THEY READ US OUR MARANDA RIGHTS AND THEY HALL ME AND MY OTHER FRIEND TO THE CAR.
THE MAKE US WAIT IN THE CAR AND EVENTUALLY PULL MY FRIEND OUT AND STICK HIM IN A VAN TO BE QUESTIONED. THEY AFTER ABOUT ANOTHER HALF HOUR THEY TELL ME TO GO HOME...
MIND YOU IM IN THE MIDDLE OF BOTHEL WITH NO WAY HOME...

I HAD TO TELL SOMEBODY...

INERT!

SO yes I am aware that I am a tad bit dramatic...but I'd rather be out with it then for you to run into me with an emotionless face and wonder, "what the hell is wrong with him?"

Right now I feel as though I am floating out in the middle of space with nothing to grab on to and no direction to go in. Every action I take is pointless...Every person I invest in can't keep up and isn't willing to try to go out beyond. I really don't understand what I'm suppose to do..

So this is what I'm going to do!!!

I'm going to sit...and sit...and sit some more...Go to work and come home and do nothing just like everyone else does...
Maybe if I don't try and don't appreciate shit in my life everything will just fall into my lap!

Goodbye everyone...I'm turning into a Dot that you can't see anymore cause you were never looking in the first place.

Choo Choo...Next Stop Communication Station!

So what's your disposition? In what folder may I file you in my mind? It's all so that I may know how to address you later on when I come in contact with you, or not.

Oh but it's rude to tell people the gospel truth in the matter. Especially if it's, I'm not interested, or I can't right now, or I would love to...

I wish people would just let me know right off top so that I never have to bother you again. At least if people are honest with me I may have the chance to make them realize what I really have to offer, instead of them trying to keep me at arms length.

All I'm saying, people of Universe A and B! Please communicate...

This matter does bleed into the previous blog...Mathematic and YOU! Let me know what your desired sum is so that I may know if I am messing up your equation, because the chances are, I wouldn't stick around and mess things up for you...And if I'm great for your equation...tell me so, in order that I may know that I should continue to be...

Going somewhere...getting nowhere!

Sometimes I really stop and ask myself why everyone around me has achieved a certain level of success on their music and i remain iun the shadows unappreciated. It truly isn't a matter of talent because I know I have what it takes and then some.

People use my talents for their causes and there doesn't seam to be a place for me to use my talents they way I believe they were intended to be used!

Even people that are a direct parallel to my sound, movement and energy are having quite some success.

I feel like I've met at least 80% of my squad and we work great together and create a lot of magical moments...

I'm beginning to thing that my motives are wrong...

they are quite simple...You be the judge...

1.) to give listeners and viewers a new vibration from a different perspective to open Doors for people trying to create new ways of musical expression.

2.) to create musical and stage pieces that allow people to get in touch with their inner self and be inspired to let their true self show forth.

3.) to let those who are uniquely themselves all ready that they are not alone and that they wont be misunderstood by everyone.

4.) to bring people's imagination back to a point where they can invent things that will truly benefit the world.

5.) to express myself.

What am I doing wrong?

Mathematics and YOU!

Perhaps I am late but...I just noticed that the whole fabric of the universe is Mathematical...Mainly I discovered this about people and how we interact with each other...

Say the objective of the day was to reach the number 9. the Number 9 may represent a goal or perhaps a vibe that is desired to achieve something...or the sum of the type of people needed to reach a goal...

So say I'm a 4 (because I love 4) and I'm with a person giving 3 and were both trying to get 9. and all of a sudden a person giving 5 stumbles into the equation and over shoots us...or perhaps a 1 that doesn't get us there all the way. That person cannot be a part of the equation if you are trying to get 9.

This doesn't make them wrong for being a 5 or a 1. And besides...on a day when me (4) and you (3) are aiming for 12 or 8 that person is great for the equation...but if not they should be x'd out of the equation...this isn't rude it's just necessary to get 9!

Now if (3) tells me that he/she wants (5) around for other reasons then that's where the problem can be found. I would say it all depends on if we were going for 9...but some people tend to think it's okay to have integers that don't work for the equation sticking around distorting our sum... However, if (3) changed his/her mind about the sum. In that case communication must take place between integers!

Using this perspective on matters really help people step outside of their ego sphere. It allows no blame to be placed but, only for people to recognize what they are bringing to the equation and weather or not you're the integer that is causing the desired result on the other side of the equal sign to be non existent.

And as always..it all depends on the desired sum.

UPS and downs...

Today and yesterday were unusually tough days @ UPS. That place just seems to bring the aggression out in people. Not me of course! Everyone always questions me about having a smile upon my face as I work tirelessly in the sort aisle. They simply can't understand why I could be so happy lifting weighty boxes all day with a supervisor yelling at everyone with his megaphone from the tower...

Well Today on this blog I'm going to unleash my secret upon the world for all workers of manual labor.

When you are looking at all of the typically annoying testosterone driven Neanderthals that share your working environment, imagine them suddenly bursting in to song and dancing with boxes and scanners and tape guns in their hands. Doing an elaborate dance routine with spins and clicking their heals! It's what gets me through the day.

A Blunderful Summer!

It's going to be quite a jammed packed summer...
Where should we start?

Well we can start by reviewing my first blog which is dealing with the strange laws of the universe.
Here I am trying to move to Atlanta in September and trying to leave my horrible musical and social endeavors back in this sleepy town Seattle. As soon as the world hears that I could give a lobster's tail about this place...Everyone is trying to work with me now in some way shape or form... Let's go from the beginning shall we...



First we have the "THIS and THAT" EP called "THESE" which me and local artist Neezie Pleaze started in spring of last year and we are just now coming to the tail end of it... And now I have taken on remixing duties for his first effort that I wasn't a part of originally. It does look promising but it's going to be a lot of work at the same time...
Neezie is a great artist and friend to me and time is starting to unravel the true capacity of our art and friendship!










Moving on to my Musical production Other half...By the name of GMK. (Golden Mic King)
GMK and I have been producing together for over a year now coming up with mind bending creations that nobody has proven to be ready for in our region. Him and I share the love for the magical side of music that modern day Hip-hop fails to venture into...
We have been working with an array of artist trying to put our sound to the test...Most of which have failed miserably. They either lacked vision, dedication, time, focus, or in some cases just plain talent...
We've decided to call our musical movement...Universe B.
We live in the other universe...here people...well they just BE. and that's what they do best...No projecting things that aren't yourself and following trends and fabricating a bunch of false versions of yourself... Just do what you have been sent here to do without the influences of Universe A.
After an unsuccessful 2006 GMK and I decided to simply do it ourselves... Him and I have been working on him becoming a colossal artist that transcends rap music with tricky new rhyme scheams and cleaver futuristic beats and patterns from all forms of music...It's been quite a journey but we are finally coming to the other 50% of the process. we will finish up vocals and try to accomplish our vision as best as we can now...We'll see how well it turns out. we have little to no support on this and we can't find anybody focused and loyal enough to commit to the project.








This June we have a lot of college graduates...Non of which I care about except my other, other half...Chris Bregel. Him and I in college formed a group by the name of Kids Inasense (KIAS). We instantly clicked and vibe off of each other's loopy approach to music...The song concepts we came up with that year and a half we went to school together were out of this world and we still can't find anything in music like it now...Gnarls Barkley came close and outkast with Idlewild came quite close as well...He's been busting his but in school trying to get his AA and he's finally done. Now we can finally take over the world with our daring musical endeavors...
there is nobody in the world that is compatible musically as him and I are... When I think about our music I get butterflies...
Our second musical effort besides our first in 2004 (Fuze) will be a hyper demo called...DIGITAL DEMONSTRATION STEREO STERILIZATION! Only problem is we have a month to record it...along with everything else I gotta do.... But that's not all..










In Atlanta, Georgia there is a talented group of Music Manipulating, song writers, movie makers, artistic weirdos, aliens from outer space, androids, ballet dancers, cotton candy making , Monae mad minding, Grass watering, Droid controlling, Metropolitan, rule knowing but breaking, beautiful people that I feel Strongly connected to.
you will know them as THE WONDALAND ARTS SOCIETY! and trust me you will know them...
Waiting on an internship from them...Just an interview will do it and then I'm sure they will love me. They have to. If they love themselves they'll have to love me...





Another college buddy of mine...Dave green. He may be the only Mad mind madder than I...And when we get together.....Look out! We've got our world destroying project coming up and yes we have only the month of July and August...This is truly another place where my heart is....



Candidt. another wild north westerner...Just contacted me about helping him blow people's minds with a stage show...Yet another scoop of ice cream on my overloaded desert tray!

All this plus two jobs....Lets see if I can do it...cause I really don't know!

The universal answer to everything...

I could be crazy ya know...That's the answer. So many things that people do don't add up to me and when I simply calculate my findings and express them repectfully, people seem to think I'm being unreasonable...hum?

How about those good ol' laws of attraction? They tend to work backwards for me for some odd reason. The more I give a shit about someone or something the less they notice me and the less they tend to give a shit.
Then when it's all so evident (at least to me) that I could give a rat's ass about something or someone...everyone is all in my face...and I really can't figure it out.

Again the answer is that I could be crazy, ya know!

So I guess I have another question to the universe...
What do you do when you are witnessing a group of people living your every fantasy and everything you felt like was your purpose in life from the start...and you aren't a part of it?

Do you bludgen your pride into the ground with a fisher price shovel and pail and try to nudge your way in claiming that you belong where they are?

OR

Do you try to create it on your own with no support and no resources, in a waste land of followers that will never understand it even if it inflates before them, like a blow up jump toy at a carnival?

But I could be crazy ya know!!! that is the universal answer to everything...