Monday, July 12, 2010

People i'm going to make this short please watch an omar broadway film . compelling true this was taped secretly by an inmate in northern state correctional in newark new jersey for 6 months in 2004. the tapes were smuggled out . h.b.o purchased it but has done little advertising . it airs july 14 at 8 pm. please go to the facebook page, google him in department of the stories written on him see the trailers follow the link on the page see believe change could be one of yours in there soon

Saturday, July 3, 2010

The Doors of the church is now open

Good earrrrrly morning my brothers and sisters. I sit here at 1:43 a.m eastern time listening to stevie & wondering.....welll analyzing. I was conversing with someone I hold dear more than my own heart in my rib cage.I've been there for them for almost a decade.Well they told me they had started putting the pieces together and realized that we could make it. So at first I was overjoyed.But then I started to wonder, who or whom where you so solidified for when you put me to the side.So i ask if god knows us intermittingly,Where was he in this person mind and soul when a great deal of sacrifice was given to care for their contaminated heart and soul.But anyway as the man says I love the smell of napalm in the morning.

tunnel vision

Funny been gone for a while , But it feels like when a boxer laces back up his gloves or Griffey swings his bat.It's automatic.Anyway I have alot on my mind. Lately it seems that the world has been crumbling around us.People everyday say this is the end ......Are you sure ? You say this every 6 years. Yes for those of the faint of heart and those who turn off their t.v as soon as the news comes on let e bring you up to speed..........Life has been happening.These catastrophies have happened for centuries and until we as people acknowledge we're killing our world and us at the same time, like a dvd or cd on repeat it will happen again in a different town different names and someone will uploaded to the net.Funny, Hollweird was making movies about this life in the 80's and 90's with the truman show pi and many more. So ha it become that we as the creators now follow what we create?For all those who forget that humanity has a blam for what conflicts you and continues to only to lives and submerge oneself into the pain, Ask yourself , When did you become a one dimensional cartoon rendering. We have to adjust ourselves and continue to move towards vanquishing these generational class and society ills.Or else cartoon will become reality.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010


People please pick up.

New year and yes I know it's supposed to be the new you. But why, does every year at least a week after the holiday do people dial into the old them? I mean adults (and i use that term loosely)
let me drop a gem. Men lie women lie but the internet doesn't. Meaning , when you put out information, it is there for millions to see (ladies). So when you put up those derogatory photos , or that footage of you and your partner doing things that should be left behind doors, remember we see. So matter how far someone is from you , lie and they can see you. If you're in a relationship , please don't try to snow someone for your benefit. Please remember whatever you write there is a it department that has access to all you do. So don't be surprise when you're asked to vacate your post. Please remember soon or later you're going to have to answer to your future generations as to why grandma or granddad is able to be seen digitally doing things that 20 maybe even 5 years from now you're not proud of. People, please watch your children in this cusp of another decade.Watch their movements online before someone else does. Keep a tight reign on your daughters and sons and their morals. Without your guidance, then you're setting them up for an epic fall. Put those dreams of being their friend to the side and be a parent. If not don't be surprise you see something on youtube or porn tube. Or, you receive that phone call you can never erase.


It's your past calling to tell you the way home