dedicated to the decade. 2000-2009

i was 13-22 ; the wonder years ; self exploration to the max. i`ll sum my decade up as { finding forever } - "got back stage, and I bumped into Stevie, he said no matter what, the people gone see me." - common [the people]. i chose this because i spent my teen years in charlotte,nc and this is one of those feel good when i`m riding through my city songs. i had the best times there and this song epitomizes my love for the queen city. pop that shit in and drive on a 70-something day and see what i mean. these [nearly] ten years have been an expedition of wrong turns, correct exits, and illegal passes but i love the journey. in an everchanging world i manage to sonicboom my way through life.
i`m trying to find my forever.
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unreality

i love this photo. it just seems so right. it defies gravity and reality. i defy gravity ; when i go up, i don`t come down - i keep exploring. my reality is not real. my reality consist of fantasies, dreams, and whimsicalities =) everytime i see the photo i just envision the life i want to live. i want to cross over into another realm, i want to do the un done, explore the unknown. the supernatural this photo conveys means everything to me. floating over the world, viweing every perspective while being able to balance yourself. tight right? not to mention that cardigan is tight as shit. giving me jeremy scott / kesh flow. shit i really wish i knew who designed this cardigan.
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pop culture vulture

Today was surprisingly decent. I worked from 10 to 3, saw my clients,went to the Sprint store, and Borders. Interestingly enough I had to abandon my phone for about two hours because the blackbeezy was running slow as shit. So I decided I was going to kick it real intellect like at Borders. I walked in to the sound of a piano playing “Lollipop” by Daddy Weezy. I was like what the fuck?! because all I could envision at that point was some middle aged white man in a tux tickling the ivory. Well I followed the sounds to the magazine section where I found a little white guy no older than 18 with his keyboard set up. I just smiled. I love music. His track list included

• Lollipop
• Umbrella
• Halo
• Knocks you down
• Best I Ever Had [felt some type of way ; that`s our song]

I just copped a seat and read waxpoetics: the Michael Jackson tribute, Relix: 50 Greatest Concerts Edition and Guitar Legends: The Beatles Edition. I also read the design of a decade edition of TIME. I am like this hyperemotional yet cutthroat hobbit trapped inside a black girls body. I cried reading waxpoetics. Shit, I cried reading the article on John Lennon`s murder. I cried looking at pictures of September 11<sup>th</sup> and photos from Katrina and the tsunami. I just get overwhelmed by art and music. It keeps me alive. I was just sitting there thinking of how content I was reading about the Beatles and Michael Jackson. I pride myself on trying say fuck the box, I think outside of myself. I got carried away today to some fantasy world where I was watching MJ moonwalk for the first time and dropping acid at Woodstock ; shit like that amazes me. I can only imagine how living in history felt. This post could last forever if I wanted it to but i`ll stop here. Even though today was great doesn`t mean that I don`t DETEST NC though.

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