Everybodys talkin all this stuff about me,
why dont they just let me live.
I dont need permission,
make my own descisions.

Foolishnesssss

Lmaooooo.  Im laughing but this is some serious shit.  My girl Sewit posted this on my wall and I just HAD to post it here.  It stemmed from a status-convo about womens foolishness, the comments went on but heres a few: "God made woman beautiful and foolish - beautiful because that man might love her and foolish because that she might love him." "This status speaks to us women who decide to love what we know is wrong, but we overlook certain things in the name of love hoping that it will have our back when we fall, but nothing has your back except for yourself you feel me? Men are not foolish in this particular sense because they still do what they do and we go back to them. Fool me once, shame on you...fool me twice shame on me...as the saying goes right? Men are just selfish and we should recognize the signs before committing our souls to them...and this doesnt go to the rare good men out there." and my response was: "The complexity of this topic is overwhelming but I agree with everything you have said. I would also like to add the idea of women being attracted to this asshole selfish stereotype of a man that we encounter so often, which doesnt help the situation at all because I think alot of the time men are like this when we meet them, we are just so blinded like you say by love, lust, hope, naivete whatever it may be. Instead women need to focus on loving themselves so much until one day a man will come that loves you more than you love yourself...which until then you never thought possible. Thats the love women deserve. I think men take women and love for granted because we give it up so freely without so much as respect in return sometimes. And if you think about it, alot of these "issues" with women can be broken down and brought back to a man....that father who wasnt around to teach his daughter how she deserves to be loved. Which continues to happen becuase young girls are now having babies to keep bad men. The world is fucked up."

From Miller to Ford.

I ran into to our mayor David Miller after work the other day.  I had met him once before but not quite as up close and personal as this time.  We chatted for awhile, mostly about Rob Ford.  If you dont already know Rob Ford will be our new mayor as of December 1st.  My mother says I am destined for politics....but I think its just because I am so opinionated and open with my opinions.  Truth be told, I actually hate politics.  However, IF I ever got involved with politics it would be in defence of our beautiful city we call Toronto.  Funnily enough, on my birthday back in the day I went skating with Babara Hall and was on the front page of our local newspaper with her.  I wonder what type of encounter I might have with Rob Ford. I cant imagine it being a pleasant one..

Bon Voyage Baby.

So my best friend finally left.  Her whole life she said on her 18 th birthday she was gonna jump out of a plane.... you know how we spent her 18th birthday? Yup, we spent it at the Skydiving School of Toronto up by Lake Simcoe..and as I waited on the ground for her to land with her parachute, I was so proud of her for sticking with her life plan.  Now she has left us as she said she would for Europe.  She is only going for a month but I am still gonna miss her soooo much and I am overwhelmed with pride and excitment for her and all her adventures to come.  She is going to Paris, Amsterdam, some other Dutch cities and is also stoping in Belgium somewhere and maybe even Italy.  Trust me to have shopping on my mind but I am lookin forward to her souviners from the LV Paris store ;) Above all, I hope she sees all that she wanted to and gets all the experiences she wanted from this trip....I hope she comes home fulfilled.

Through this experience I have gotten skype.  I never really had a reason for not getting it I just never really had a need for it.  But now as my friend travels to Europe I am in need.  We plan to skype while she is in a coffee shop in Amsterdam and she can show me what its like.  I tried it with the homie Faizel the other night, was suuper fun lol.  Skype name: karmacounts.

Halloween was goodtimes.  The pic is of my girl (the one going on the trip) and I, she was a pimp and I was well... you can see the pic (lets call it for the purpose of this blog "her other half").  I did not put this picture on facebook because it might be deemed "inappropiate" or just too hot for facebook.  But I dont mind putting it on here because I am not in the market for trying to appear appropiate or meet the social standards for any uptightrulemakers....for at the end of the day your opinions have no effect on my life, livlihood or self-concept.  With that being said, I also dont want to make any certain people uncomfortable on fb by showing them a photo that makes such a statement. A statement that perhaps makes them nervous or even intimidated or perhaps just makes them judge me (I have a love/hate respect for that becasue in one sense I like to make people uncomfortable and perhaps jump to unfair judgements based on boxed opinions or socially established boundaries because it forces them to think about the thoughts theyre thinking and in return reflect on themselves. But in another sense I think that sometimes their judgement may overpower the thinking and they might acutally think something less of me, not that it matters to me it is just a sad day for them when their own judgement defines them and they dont even realize). I also beleive in sexual empowerment and feminism, but thats a discussion for another day.

My girl put up a status today that made me think.  We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone.

True, no? Makes me wonder.

Sometimes I long for clarity..

My heart mourns for lost loves and aches with past sadness.  But then I wipe it all away and I feel a wonderful mess of freshness.  Theres a great feeling that comes with letting go and it never fails to amaze every fiber in my body every single time.  Life is so mysterious and not everyone is on the same level of overstanding. But when you find someone so open and real and overstanding appreciate it, respect it, reflect it.  The choices you make in life are jsut that choices and sometimes we dont know what to do. I for one, comprehend that not everyone does the right thing at the right time...and not everyone knows the answers.  Mistakes are the lessons in life, without them life would just be smooth sail straight through and noone would feel anything.  So I too make mistakes, I have made many in my life and learned a great deal of wisdom through quite a few of them.  Some I made more than once, some only once and never ever again...and some I am still making and still wading my way through to find the answer.  Life is ever so complicated but I believe everything youre given in life, you have the strength to handle. So finding clarity is almost impossible.  What is clarity? Clarity in what, life choices? Making amends on past regrets? On mistakes once made? Clarity in the direction of your life?  Cuz no matter how "clear" you think youre life is, the universe can up turn that at any time........ so how do we find "clarity" in life?  I think its a deep overstanding of yourself, from the outside in. And the overstanding that no one in life owes you anything or has any responsibility to make you happy. Everything comes from within, even your spouse is a reflection of you but still will never fully know what goes on within you. You are your own worst enemy and your own best friend simultanously. And to love oneself is the begining of a life long romance (Oscar Wilde).  To truly comprehand such things about life is to truly find clarity in life I believe, but even as a type this I know I have not reached that yet. The concepts are so complex and even now in the chaos of my life, I wonder how much longer I can stick around certain people and let them cloud my clarity.  Eventually I am gonna leave the pieces on the floor and move the fuck on (Tupac).

Karma counts.

I actually dropped the word Karma on someone the other day.  I dont usually (almost never actually) probably suprising to some given my names and such, but I dont.  And the reason I dont is that I dont believe in fearing people into behaving a certain way.  But is still astonishes me when someone can just stand there and watch you struggle without offering to help.  Meanwhile I helped someone else WHILE I was helping myself and being watched by beady eyes whos eyes were yelling "hurry up!".  Its downright unbelievable.

If you see a situtaion like this, speak up before it becomes the normal; or better yet, lead by example and help them.  We are still human, technology aside, and we need to be reminded that people are still fragile, caring beings who still have the same heirchy of needs.  Psycholical, safety, love/belonging, esteem and self-actualization (Maslow). If we continue to turn our backs on other human beings, eventually we will dig ourselves so deep that we will not be able to meet these needs anymore.  And thats when the world will REALLY fall the fuck apart.  The devil is among us.  Speak up and stand up for whats important to you, spread change and LOVE EVERYONE.

Even an enemy.

Like Wiliam Shakespear says "Love all. Trust a few. Do wrong to none."

For the LOVE of life - The Whale.

...The Whale...
If you read a recent front page story of the San Francisco
Chronicle, you would have read about a female humpback whale who had become entangled in a spider web of crab traps and lines. She was
weighted down by hundreds of pounds of traps that caused her to
struggle to stay afloat. She also had hundreds of yards of line rope
wrapped around her body, her tail, her torso, a line tugging in her
mouth. A fisherman spotted her just east of the Farallon Islands
(outside the Golden Gate) and radioed an environmental group for
help. Within a few hours, the rescue team arrived and determined
that she was so bad off, the only way to save her was to dive in and
untangle her. They worked for hours with curved knives and
eventually freed her. When she was free, the divers say she swam in
what seemed like joyous circles. She then came back to each and
every diver, one at a time, and nudged them, pushed them gently
around as if she was thanking them. Some said it was the most
incredibly beautiful experience of their lives. The guy who cut the
rope out of her mouth said her eyes were following him the whole
time, and he will never be the same. May you, and all those you
love, be so blessed and fortunate to be surrounded by people who
will help you get untangled from the things that are binding you.
And, may you always know the joy of giving and receiving gratitude.
I pass this on to you, my friends, in the same spirit.
Onelove.

Waken Baken Tour

Heres some footage of Sundays show of Wiz Khalifa, also preforming was Yelawolf. I have never seen so much weed smoked at a concert. Needless to say, it was an amazing show!


Wiz Khalifa - Waken Baken Tour from T-Square Media on Vimeo.

RIP summer 2010

Summer is officially over. In the past three weeks I took out my goose, wore rain boots five times and suntanned.... all within days of eachother. I am confused, slightly annoyed but overall cant really complain about mother nature. She has not flooded our world, our shaken it, or blown it up so I am happy.

This summer has been amazing. Til next year. Onelove.

No spoilers please!

On season two of Entourage. Series is so dope. Hope the dopeness continues...

Rayhaan Qurashi Performs REAL (Produced by The Showboiz)

I know everyones seen me post posts about RAYHAAN AKA RAYRAY MALONE oh so often.. If you were in doubt, hesitating to check him out or curious as to who he really is and what he does, now is the time to see. Dont sleep on this man, he is dedicated, talented and as real as they get. Heres him performing at the Boombox Saints show a few weeks ago. Onelove to the homie Rayhaan Quraishi. Love you!

MUST READ: The Other Side Of Paradise!

watch me lose my acquired manners
see me run wild woman loose skin
stop asking me to be still
kill me if you will
I intend to run circles
round this tight white drawers you have put me in
(copyright, staceyann chin)

The memior "The Other Side of Paraidise" of Staceyann Chin is a must read.  This book isnt just a memoir it is a reality check for the world and a reminder of the innocence still remaining amongst us and that we must cherish it.  The Other Side of Paradise is by far the most amazing book I have ever read; her pain, her soul and her heart are on every page.  Onelove to Staceyann Chin, may you continue to be blessed and thank you for showing us the other side of paradise.

Rich Kidd - Take It Slow (Official Music Video)

TORONTOS BEST, TAKE IT IN.
HIP HOP x TORONTO x RIDGEWAY

RAYHAAN (aka RayRay Malone) x DJ NEF-YOU - 'SOUTHERN HOSPITALITY' (Mixtape)

Introduucccing once again my boy Rayhaan!!!!!

RAYHAAN (aka RayRay Malone) x DJ NEF-YOU - 'SOUTHERN HOSPITALITY' (Mixtape)

DOWNLOAD: http://usershare.net/djnefyou/fz3xfdwqlzal

MONSTER

I "hate" on Nikki for whatever/many reasons but never on her flow. Shes a monster on tracks, overpowering the sounds some of hip hops most established and respected artists.... Nikki killed this track, after she flowed I honestly forgot anyone else was on the track.  This coming from a women who doesn't even have an album out yet.  Word to Nikki Minaj.

My First Period - Stacyann Chin

BOOMBOX SAINTS ROUND XI w/SEAN PRICE AUGUST 26TH @ REVIVAL!!!

Smash Brovaz - Whatchu Need Whatchu Want Feat. Blake Carrington (OFFICIAL VIDEO

Reel Wolf Productions Presents
The Debut Video From Toronto's Hip-Hop Duo Smash Brovaz Featuring Blake Carrington


Directed By: James Martin
Produced By: Tom Vujcic
D.O.P: Dave Stuart
Graphic Effects: Dave Cadiz & Thomas Sutherland
Edited By: James Martin
Steadicam: Kevin Packer
Gaffer: Nick Ritchie
Grip: Lukasz Kurek


http://www.reelwolf.com/
www.myspace.com/reelwolf
www.myspace.com/smashbrovaz
www.myspace.com/blackcarringtonsworld

My world.

WHOSE STREETS, OUR STREETS!!

This is a song by a friend of mine, everybody needs to listen.

1 - 4D - Whose Streets, Our Streets (Rough)(premix).mp3
http://www.mediafire.com/file/1zgnqmm
The clean edited version is available here.
http://www.mediafire.com/?t03mxqz4hge
You can find him on facebook at:
http://www.facebook.com/esp4d

Official Shoutout to http://www.probangers.com/ for the beat.

Enough of this bullshit, all power to the people..

I finally overstand..

That everything that has happened in my life was exactly what was suppose to happen.  The drugs, the abuse, the betrayal.... all horrible things at the time were blessings in disguise but we often have trouble seeing the sunshine through the rain at the present time.  But I knew from the moment that pregnancy test showed those two lines, no matter how many foolish people surrounded me I knew everything was gonna be okay..

I didnt overstand at the time the way of the world and how much easier life is when you give up your power to the power of the universe sometimes.  Thats where the quote "God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference" really comes to life.  I feel serene, courageous and wise. Thanks to the bullshit and turmoil I have been through. I used to try so hard to make things happen the way I wanted them to... but as soon as I began to let go of that, the universe took over and somehow I ended back on track. Even though I was on track the whole time, because that is what created my beautiful son who was always meant to be. I knew he was going to be from the moment I met my sons father.  All the BS aside, my son was conceived with true genuine love and passion and that is what he represents in the world now. He has a heart shaped birth mark over his right upper chest area....its like he has two hearts, one inside and one outside.

The drugs, the abuse, the betrayal were all present.  However, the uncondiontional love from my family and most importantly my friends overpowered all the negativity of people trying to bring to me and bring me down with.  My friends are the most important people to me in the world, after my son.  I have the upmost respect and love for my friends, and gratitude for them putting up with me at times! Lol.... I can be a difficult person but if I wasnt worth it, my life wouldnt be so rich with amazing people.  I feel so blessed to have who I have in my life.  And I thank each and everyone of them for being who they are. I dont need to name any names because they know who they are and I show them often that I appreciate them.  And I have the best friend anyone could ever ask for in the world. I love you all, even those few friends I have lost for now. You know who you are, I still feel your friendship even from far away.... Stay true to yourself and LOVE.

Maintain..

"Other people's opinion of you does not have to become your reality." 

If you rely too much on other peoples opinions, it can have a way of tainting your own view of yourself.  You are the only one who can know whats best for you and what makes you who you are.  Life has a way of unfolding exactly the way its suppose to..... however sometimes we, as human as we all are, think its going the wrong way.  If you are clean in your heart and pure in your thoughts then life will treat you fair, as far as the uncontrollable aspects of life go.   However, what goes around does come back around so be careful what you put out there.  I am, everyday of my life.

Words I feel, deep down.. to the deep part that burns with passion.

You know the one i'm talking about..

The place where music comes from..

The place where art comes from..

The place where your vision meets your intensity and becomes a passion.

The place where love lives.

"I believe that everything you do bad comes back to you. So everything that I do that's bad, I'm going to suffer for it. But in my heart, I believe what I'm doing is right. So I feel like I'm going to heaven." (Tupac Shakur) 

Just a powerful thought..

"When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace."  -Jimi Hendrix

RIP Junior Alexander Manon

All I wanna say is THEY DONT REALLY CARE ABOUT US.  Period, end of discussion. If you think the police and policitians are really on our side, youre are living in A box...the one they created for you, and apparently you fell in!

This post isnt even inspiried by this song at all, its just one of my favorite songs and I listen to it often.  It also was on my mind, after the recent event that happened in Toronto (that people seem to be forgetting ALREADY!). The death of a young individual named Junior Alexander Manon, an 18-year old man (or boy, he was so young..) who was brutally beaten to death by Toronto Police on May 5.

This is an article published in the news the day after..

"Running from the police is not a crime punishable by death in Canada. Yet this is the sentence 18-year-old Junior Alexander Manon received on the evening of May 5, 2010 when he ran from the police near York University in Toronto. And by looks of what became of the young Dominican teenager, it’s no surprise that youth like him run when confronted by Toronto police.


Around 6:30pm, Manon jumped out of a car and fled police after a random pull-over on Founders Road and Steeles. Police claim that Manon spontaneously collapsed and died of a heart attack while trying to run from them, despite witness testimonies and a pool of blood to suggest otherwise.

A witness on the scene and another passenger of the vehicle reported that: “They beat him up, he was on the floor, he wasn’t resisting. Two officers on him, punching him in the face, one kicking him in the ribs… And then five more come and jump on him… He’s not that big for seven boy’dem [cops] to be on him like that.”

Choked by her own tears, Junior’s sister Amanda Manon reported to Global News that “there was blood all over the place – he was struggling. It was a painful death, a painful death.”


The emergency call placed by the police indicated that “a man without vital signs was in need of assistance”, reported Global. Manon was later taken to York-Finch hospital where he was pronounced dead upon arrival.


The case is now being handled by the Special Investigations Unit – the supposedly “civilian agency” that oversees the police, but in actuality is heavily staffed by ex-cops, and has a nearly flawless record of exonerating officers who have killed persons in their custody. Not a single officer has ever been convicted of criminal charges for the killing of persons of their custody, despite handling more than 30 such cases since its inception.


With the SIU involved, conveniently the police are not required make a public comment on Manon’s death.


The family reported that Manon’s neck was in a brace, and that his face had exhibited signs of serious beating.


Toronto’s corporate-monopoly media has been widely circulating the story that Manon dropped dead of a heart attack, whitewashing and overshadowing the details provided by direct witnesses (see CityNews and Global Toronto). Perhaps worst of all was the Toronto Star's reporting, which said today that "Paramedics arrived at the scene to find the man with no visible injuries...". In what should constitute criminal complicity, the mainstream media is de facto providing cover for the cops until the public forgets this outrageous but not so surprising act of police terror.


There's no doubt that the Jane-Finch community, where Junior was from and was widely known, will mobilize against this outrageous killing of one of their youth. "

Written by Steve da Silva for BasicNews.ca

My sincerest, deepest condolences go to his mother, his family and his friends.  I imagine there are no words to explain how it feels to lose a child, and even less overstandment for those whom have no children.  I feel for this family, especially his mother and it outrages me that this kind of thing is allowed to happen.  The police are the biggest organized gang in Toronto, its no fuckin wonder he ran away from them.  The Toronto Police department is shameful, I have lived here 22 years and NEVER ONCE have they  come to my aid in any situation, nor do they make me feel at all safe. However, I have seen first hand, my share of brutality from police (never on myself however, for I am a young white female, they dont bother me.. CHA!), from a friend being beaten up and robbed and left almost to die, to a homeless bum not harming anyone and the police hop out of their car (that WE, tax payers paid for) and introduce the bottom half of the "stick"  (or baton, whatever you call it, again that we paid for) to his face, to cops trying to charge someone knowing VERY WELL that he wasnt apart of it - they just want him locked up for personal, pychologically fucked up reasons.  I caught the homeless beating on tape and sent it in, but oooffffcourse they didnt show it... the news channels are in on it too!  Police officers are corrupted and that is becuase we have such low standards, its easier to become a police officer than it is to work for the TTC!!! And on top of that, when you give a "man" power, he abuses it and this is what is happening.  And they dont "snitch", its funny how you see 6 - 8 police and abulance workers but noone knows what really happened! LIKE WHAT THE FUCK. How do those ambulance workers sleep at night...there job is to save lives, but they watch this and allow it to happened. Why werent they stepping in to save his life after the first punch.

If you think what I am saying is preposterous, go do some research and look into it.  You'll find a big ass closet full of skeletons they got locked up in there. How do I raise my son to not trust police officers, but also to stay out of their way and not get locked up.  They want young black men locked up.  Think about it, the ONLY FREE HEALTH CARE in the US is IN THE JAILS....... funny how that works out. They want us alive and locked up ...or killing eachother - and that right there NEEDS TO STOP.  Allow me to remind you how Martin Luther King Jr. put it: "An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity." That means we need to stop fightin over stupid shit (excuse my informalness) and start becoming better people and focus on raising our children..which in turn will create a better, safer world for everyone to live in. "Almost always, the creative dedicated minority has made the world better." We have the power. I know it sounds cliche but it is the truth.

RIP JUNIOR ALEXANDER MANON

P.S. Not even mentioning, poor Micheal Jacksons story. RIP to MJ, one of the greatest artists, musicians and souls to cross our earth... he was SO great that his family got envious and corrupted him! They sucked the black out of him, bleached him and raped him for everything.. his childhood, his adulthood, his dignity, his money, his family..just to name a few.  But still he tried to rise and continued to fight for his rights... the little boy who had acccuesd him of molestation cleared his name after he died..... His story is heartbreaking and so is history in general.  REMEMBER HIM FOR THE BEAUTIFUL, AMAZING PERSON THAT HE WAS AND LET HIM LIVE FOREVER THROUGH HIS MUSIC. ONELOVE TO MJ.

Life outside T.O.

WOW (words of wisdom) - Take two.

Theres a saying that says "everytime a door closes, a window opens" but people are usually too busy lookin at the closed door to feel the beautiful breeze comin through the window....

Take a second to let that sink in.

Its a nice feeling being beautiful inside and out.

"Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly, and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love – for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment is it perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you from misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labours and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful, strive to be happy."

I keep on fallin..

Ready......set......GO!!

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. -- Mark Twain

RIP Guru

Guru has passed away yesterday morning after a long battle with cancer.  We are slowly losing all the greats, meanwhile mind-dumbing crap is in full produciton these days.  Hip hop aint dead, its just becoming history...never let go of that history, hold on tight and breathe. RIP Gangstarr and thank you for your faithful service to the greater good of hip hop music. Onelove and blessings.

Follow at your own risk..

So I do have to admit, I am addicted to Twitter.  Not in the same way I am hooked on facebook though, we have very different relationships....

Facebook is a social networking sight that allows you to post your entire life if you wish too. Everything from photos to age, from notes and videos to every single flavor of icecream you like if you wantes.  That little line that says "whats on your mind" was an oh so powerful and influential piece to facebook....and that is where Twitter takes over.  Facebook is great for blasting your life to other people who may or may not wanna know (just becuase someone is on your list dont mean you got swap stories) but Twitter is optional.... kind of like this blog.  If you are sittin here reading this (thank you!!!) that means you are CHOOSING to read my words, similar to Twitter where someone chooses to follow you and hear what you have to say. 

Facebook is a headache that is so damn addictive, I have to close my account sometimes cuz I get too wrapped up in the excitement of everyone elses life.  BACK AWAY FROM THE COMPUTER lol... Its sucking the life out of us, while we bask in the "enjoyment" we think we are getting from it.  Not to say Twitter isnt, but I much prefer Twitter because of that optional element. (To be honest there are certain people on my fb I couldnt care less about, but given who they are it would be rude to not accept them.... uughh shitfacebook.). I choose to follow people on Twitter becuase I wanna stay on top of whats goin on within Toronto and/or I feel enriched on a daily basis by what they have to say. Please beleive if something big has happened in this city, ill find out hella fast through someones postings if not a mass of everyone posting the same thing lol.  I do not follow celebs unless they are speaking words of wisdom, but I do follow everyone from Toronto (Much, Flow, David Miller, etc...rappers/songstresses/artists of all types, and ofcourse all my homies).

Twitter is an awesome way to express those random thoughts that hit you during different hours of the day or night, that you feel the need to get off your chest (however, it is NOT THERAPY, so keep your bipolar rollercoasters of emotions to yourself, its not a good look). It is also great for networking and promoting.....and basically keepin people updated of what youre doin (which is relativly pointless if youre jsut a normal person, but for an artist tryna build a buzz and a following its great).  For the sake of your sanity though, you do not need to have constant notifications on your phone everytime someone tweets, that would drive anyone mad.  Rather, I check Twitter on MY terms, when I want to..on the subway perhaps, waiting in line somewhere or just bored anywhere. 

So for those of you who post a hundred statuses a day on facebook, GET TWITTER and stop annoying everyone with your babbling lol.... this way if I wanna hear it, ill follow! Oh btw, speakin of babbling FOLLOW ME @KARMACOUNTS !!

Too blessed to be stressed..

"The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread." - Mother Theresa

MIC'D UP VOL.2 !!!

B.E.L.I ENTERTAINMENT GROUP PRESENTS:


MIC'D UP VOL.2 !!! Our commitment to bringin' tha fire when it comes to our homegrown star power continues with the 2nd installment of MIC'D UP. It goes down April 16th @ THE POOR ALEX, 772A Dundas W. Live Performances by TOOL SHED, HIP HOP CANADA RECORDING ARTIST GANGIS KHAN A.K.A CAMOFLAUGE, ARIA MUZIK, FRESH KILS & DJ iRATE,TERRY B, MURDA GRAMS, NYCE TOUCH, WHITE-T,SUPERMODEL MAMI, Spoken Word Specialist DAVID DELISCA, and More...Hosted by GILSON LUBIN.Music by the infamous Dj Waynie 1 and The Legendary D.T.S !!! That's right y'all, Sponsored by hip hop promo giant JUST ENTERTAINMENT CORP. & SKUNK MAGAZINE. $5 @ The Door. This is a 19+ Event.

Peep our myspace page as well if you wanna peep some samples of who's on April 16th @ http://www.myspace.com/getmicdup

Interested in performing @ a future Mic'd Up showcase ?? Send an mp3 to getmicdup@gmail.com
Peace......B.E.L.I ENTERTAINMENT GROUP

Jeremy Dean’s Horse Drawn Hummer Carriage!

Dats whats up!!

This is absolutely brilliant. I can already hear people babbling bout how were goin backwards with this but take a look at the state of the world. We are killin it and this is a good way to create change. Better horse poop than exhaust.  Not to mention the pure brilliance of the idea... like really.

When a man loves a woman..

Here is an essay written by Jill Scott that kinda breaks my heart.

"My new friend is handsome, African-American, intelligent and seemingly wealthy. He is an athlete, loves his momma, and is happily married to a White woman. I admit when I saw his wedding ring, I privately hoped. But something in me just knew he didn't marry a sister. Although my guess hit the mark, when my friend told me his wife was indeed Caucasian, I felt my spirit...wince. I didn't immediately understand it. My face read happy for you. My body showed no reaction to my inner pinch, but the sting was there, quiet like a mosquito under a summer dress.

Was I jealous? Did the reality of his relationship somehow diminish his soul's credibility? The answer is not simple. One could easily dispel the wince as racist or separatist, but that's not how I was brought up. I was reared in a Jehovah's Witness household. I was taught that every man should be judged by his deeds and not his color, and I firmly stand where my grandmother left me. African people worldwide are known to be welcoming and open-minded. We share our culture sometimes to our own peril and most of us love the very notion of love. My position is that for women of color, this very common "wince" has solely to do with the African story in America.

When our people were enslaved, "Massa" placed his Caucasian woman on a pedestal. She was spoiled, revered and angelic, while the Black slave woman was overworked, beaten, raped and farmed out like cattle to be mated. She was nothing and neither was our Black man. As slavery died for the greater good of America, and the movement for equality sputtered to life, the White woman was on the cover of every American magazine. She was the dazzling jewel on every movie screen, the glory of every commercial and television show. She was unequivocally the standard of beauty for this country, firmly unattainable to anyone not of her race. We daughters of the dust were seen as ugly, nappy mammies, good for day work and unwanted children, while our men were thought to be thieving, sex-hungry animals with limited brain capacity.

We reflect on this awful past and recall that if a Black man even looked at a White woman, he would have been lynched, beaten, jailed or shot to death. In the midst of this, Black women and Black men struggled together, mourned together, starved together, braved the hoses and vicious police dogs and died untimely on southern back roads together. These harsh truths lead to what we really feel when we see a seemingly together brother with a Caucasian woman and their children. That feeling is betrayed. While we exert efforts to raise our sons and daughters to appreciate themselves and respect others, most of us end up doing this important work alone, with no fathers or like representatives, limited financial support (often court-enforced) and, on top of everything else, an empty bed. It's frustrating and it hurts!

Our minds do understand that people of all races find genuine love in many places. We dig that the world is full of amazing options. But underneath, there is a bite, no matter the ointment, that has yet to stop burning. Some may find these thoughts to be hurtful. That is not my intent. I'm just sayin'."
(Courtesy of MediaTakeOut.com)
 

I happen to like dark skin men, its just like some people like tall man or skinny men. I never really had to put much thought into it, its just like that. I also happen to think interracial relationships are beautiful, to see a white man with a black women is so beautiful and vice versa. So when I hear someone speak of white women being with black men as something less than beautiful it makes me "wince", it hurts. We have finally gotten to a point in this world where races are able to mingle and love freely, free of judgement or goverment imposed restrictions (there are still some religous and mindset barriers however but the choice is still there). And thats just it, we are all human. We are not black or white or asian or african or caucasian, we are one people who live on the same earth, under the same sun with the same colour blood runnin through our veins. It is also incredibly beautiful to see a beautiful strong black man with a a beautiful strong black woman and their children, but to imply its the only kind of beauty would be deeply dismaying.  Also, I think mixed children, mixed with any races are so incredibly beautiful; each with a unique background and look, unique to each family. 

Its like prejudice in any situation, why are we in this day being punished for the actions of those in the past. I dont blame every black man for the pain and disgrace my sons father brought, marrying my ex-best friend and not takin care of his own. No, because I overstand that any person of any race or gender is capable of both good and bad. I realize that slavery was very real and I appreciate her whole perspective on the situation, but why am I as a white women getting looks, that I know stem from the same pool of feelings within black women. As if, I must be doin something sneaky and wrong to be gettin the attention of a handsome, beautiful, intelligent black man; when infact its black men who prey on white women (in some cases) for our innocence (or lack there of) and naivity.

If this had been written by anyone else, it wouldnt hurt as much but this is beautiful, strong, well-educated, amazingly talented women whom I have much resepct and admiration for.  I'm not tryin to sit here and disect her words or judge her, I simply wanted to share my thoughts on the subject as well. Onelove.

The Awakening..

By Sonny Carroll

There comes a time in your life when you finally get it ... When in the midst of all your fears and insanity you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out "ENOUGH! Enough fighting and crying or struggling to hold on." And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice, you blink back your tears and through a mantle of wet lashes you begin to look at the world from a new perspective.

..........This is your awakening.

You realize that it is time to stop hoping and waiting for something or someone to change, or for happiness safety and security to come galloping over the next horizon. You come to terms with the fact that there aren't always fairytale endings (or beginnings for that matter) and that any guarantee of "happily ever after" must begin with you. Then a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.
So you begin making your way through the "reality of today" rather than holding out for the "promise of tomorrow." You realize that much of who you are and the way you navigate through life is, in great part, a result of all the social conditioning you've received over the course of a lifetime. And you begin to sift through all the nonsense you were taught about :
- how you should look and how much you should weigh,
- what you should wear and where you should shop,
- where you should live or what type of car you should drive,
- who you should sleep with and how you should behave,
- who you should marry and why you should stay,
- the importance of bearing children or what you owe your family,

Slowly you begin to open up to new worlds and different points of view. And you begin re-assessing and re-defining who you are and what you really believe in. And you begin to discard the doctrines you have outgrown, or should never have practiced to begin with.

You accept the fact that you are not perfect ,and that not everyone will love appreciate or approve of who or what you are... and that's OK... they are entitled to their own views and opinions. And, you come to terms with the fact that you will never be a size 5 or a "perfect 10".... Or a perfect human being for that matter... and you stop trying to compete with the image inside your head or agonizing over how you compare. And, you take a long look at yourself in the mirror and you make a promise to give yourself the same unconditional love and support you give so freely to others. Then a sense of confidence is born of self-approval.

And, you stop maneuvering through life merely as a "consumer" hungry for your next fix, a new dress, another pair of shoes or looks of approval and admiration from family, friends or even strangers who pass by. Then you discover that it is truly in "giving" that we receive, and that the joy and abundance you seek grows out of the giving. And you recognize the importance of "creating" and "contributing" rather than "obtaining" and "accumulating."

And you give thanks for the simple things you've been blessed with, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about - a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, the freedom of choice and the opportunity to pursue your own dreams.

And you begin to love and to care for yourself. You stop engaging in self-destructive behaviors, including participating in dysfunctional relationships. You begin eating a balanced diet, drinking more water and exercising. And because you've learned that fatigue drains the spirit and creates doubt and fear, you give yourself permission to rest. And just as food is fuel for the body, laughter is fuel for the spirit and so you make it a point to create time for play.

Then you learn about love and relationships - how to love, how much to give in love, when to stop giving, and when to walk away. And you allow only the hands of a lover who truly loves and respects you to glorify you with his touch. You learn that people don't always say what they mean or mean what they say, intentionally or unintentionally, and that not everyone will always come through... and interestingly enough, it's not always about you. So, you stop lashing out and pointing fingers or looking to place blame for the things that were done to you or weren't done for you. And you learn to keep your Ego in check and to acknowledge and redirect the destructive emotions it spawns - anger, jealousy and resentment.

You learn how to say "I was wrong" and to forgive people for their own human frailties. You learn to build bridges instead of walls and about the healing power of love as it is expressed through a kind word, a warm smile or a friendly gesture. And, at the same time, you eliminate any relationships that are hurtful or fail to uplift and edify you. You stop working so hard at smoothing things over and setting your needs aside. You learn that feelings of entitlement are perfectly OK and that it is your right to want or expect certain things.

And you learn the importance of communicating your needs with confidence and grace. You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that eventually martyrs are burned at the stake. Then you learn to distinguish between guilt, and responsibility and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to Say NO. You learn that you don't know all the answers, it's not your job to save the world and that sometimes you just need to Let Go.

Moreover, you learn to look at people as they really are and not as you would want them to be, and you are careful not to project your neediness or insecurities onto a relationship. You learn that you will not be more beautiful, more intelligent, more lovable or important because of the man on your arm or the child that bears your name. You learn that just as people grow and change, so it is with love and relationships, and that that not everyone can always love you the way you would want them to. So you stop appraising your worth by the measure of love you are given. And suddenly you realize that it's wrong to demand that someone live their life or sacrifice their dreams just to serve your needs, ease your insecurities, or meet "your" standards and expectations. You learn that the only love worth giving and receiving is the love that is given freely without conditions or limitations. And you learn what it means to love. So you stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes. You learn that "alone" does not mean "lonely" and you begin to discover the joy of spending time "with yourself" and "on yourself." Then you discover the greatest and most fulfilling love you will ever know - Self Love. And so it comes to pass that, through understanding, your heart heals; and now all new things are possible.

Moving along, you begin to avoid Toxic people and conversations. And you stop wasting time and energy rehashing your situation with family and friends. You learn that talk doesn't change things and that unrequited wishes can only serve to keep you trapped in the past. So you stop lamenting over what could or should have been and you make a decision to leave the past behind. Then you begin to invest your time and energy to affect positive change. You take a personal inventory of all your strengths and weaknesses and the areas you need to improve in order to move ahead, you set your goals and map out a plan of action to see things through.

You learn that life isn't always fair and you don't always get what you think you deserve, and you stop personalizing every loss or disappointment. You learn to accept that sometimes bad things happen to good people and that these things are not an act of God... but merely a random act of fate.

And you stop looking for guarantees, because you've learned that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected and that whatever happens, you'll learn to deal with it. And you learn that the only thing you must truly fear is the great robber baron of all time - FEAR itself. So you learn to step right into and through your fears, because to give into fear is to give away the right to live life on your terms. You learn that much of life truly is a self-fulfilling prophesy and you learn to go after what you want and not to squander your life living under a cloud of indecision or feelings of impending doom.

Then, YOU LEARN ABOUT MONEY... the personal power and independence it brings and the options it creates. And you recognize the necessity to create your own personal wealth. Slowly, you begin to take responsibility for yourself by yourself and you make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never ever settle for less than your heart's desire. And a sense of power is born of self-reliance. And you live with honor and integrity because you know that these principles are not the outdated ideals of a by-gone era but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build your life. And you make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting and to stay open to every wonderful opportunity and exciting possibility. Then you hang a wind chime outside your window to remind yourself what beauty there is in Simplicity.

Finally, with courage in your heart and with God by your side you take a stand, you FAKE a deep breath and you begin to design the life you want to live as best as you can.

A word about the Power of Prayer: In some of my darkest, most painful and frightening hours, I have prayed, not for the answers to my prayers or for material things, but for my "God" to help me find the strength, confidence and courage to persevere; to face each day and to do what I must do.

Remember this:- You are an expression of the almighty. The spirit of God resides within you and moves through you. Open your heart, speak to that spirit and it will heal and empower you.

My "God" has never failed me.

Signs and such..

I have never been HUGE on astrology or zodiac signs and shit but I have a few friends who are. I do love reading my horoscope, but I dont believe in just reading any random one from the newspaper, I feel like im being tricked by some dumb idiot (prolly the same guy who writes the fortunes inside the cookies, I got a fortune once that said "the world is big" - like how is that a fortune lol). Anyways, my friend Kiona put me on this site and I wanted to share with you...
Its called Boothstars.com. Created by Phil Booth, here is an article written about him.

So I started doing some research and learned many things about my signs and what they say about me (most characteristics seem very accurate). I am a Capricorn (Dec 22 to Jan 19) which means Sea-goat or mountain-goat.  Capricorn is ruled by the planet Saturn which means what idk yet... lol. We tend to be compatible with others caps, virgos or taurus (because they're all Earth signs). Capricorn is an Earth sign, the earth sign is considered a negative, introvert, feminine sign. Capricorn is a transpersonal sign meaning we are principally aware of and concerned with humanitarian and existential concerns (rather than societal or individual concerns). Capricorn is a cardinal sign which is associated with initiation, creativity and leadership

I was born in the year of the year of the Rabbit (Yin, 4th Trine, Fixed Element Wood), my specific year is also associated with the fire element. The Rabbit is also ascociated with the colour green (my eyes), the direction east and the season of spring (my favourite, what a coincidence lol ).  The time of the rabit is 5am - 7am...

Im gonna be honest and say I dont really get it what it all means. Like I understand that where the planets were lined up when you were born plays a huge part in who you are, personality wise.. I actaully know someone who was born on the same day, same year as me....I am curious to get to know her to see if she is just like me! Lol.. is that how it works? Wouldnt mind some light shed..

WOW was today ever beautiful, 17 degrees in March! The beaches in Toronto were packed today, but I managed to find a nice spot. Hope to see some more sun tomorrow! One love. Hali Lee.

I LOVE TORONTO.

100 million dollars? WOW.. I genuinely wonder where that came from.

On another note, I LOVE TORONTO.

Born, raised and living.

Shit happens..