Thursday, February 26, 2009

Tuesday, February 24, 2009


Yo... my attitude, way of thinking so many things have to be reset
so it's on! I'm resetting!

Esthero - Superheroes

Friday, February 20, 2009


I stumbled upon this yesterday and this man's mind is so sharp. I aspire to find out more about my inner self the way he has done and find answers within myself.

Much respect Bruce, so sooo smart for taking time to write out your thoughts while recovering from that back injury!

thank you!

Thursday, February 19, 2009


So I got this email about the NY POST yesterday at 4:18PM

This is what the NY post thinks about the president

Delonas for Wednesday February 18, 2009
Sean Delonas' Cartoons do not run every day. However, the one shown here
is the most recent.

God!.... sick, sick, sick, sick people right?

To all these closet racists i'm like DROP IT ALREADY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
u know? How about it's sickening!
The planet's not gonna be around too much longer...I mean the fish are starting to nibble on plastic waste that's being dumped out in the deep blue! Shit.. we can't really eat red meat or chicken like that..can we. hehe what are we eating? I won't even start going off on vegetables and how people aren't trying to protect us! So WTF does black skin mean on the scale of things.. what does skin color mean!???
people are so stupid!

YES mother fukers is mad different in their own unique way. To each his own.. I went to Kiyomizu and Buddah's skin color was completely black with red lips.. it was amazing to see that image of Buddah being sooo black! Buddah's GOD YALL...and he looked black!!!! So I'm thinking dag.. one of the images in Japan is soooo black.. the imagery clearly was joyous and loving. So I'm like.. why the hell are people here hating on the imagery of our president being black!

I don't know of any BLACK GROUPS in the USA that HATE others..i know of very radical groups that protect black identity because it is a reaction to the hand being dealt to us. Other types are groups do hate crimes against black men and women, torment them and hate them! So radical black groups are the reaction to the threat at hand.. But to proactively hate! And to react with hate type crimes??? NAH YO.. NAH.. we don't do that!

Anyways..the PRESIDENT IS EFFIN BLACK.. DEAL WITH IT..the majority of america voted for him! DEAL WITH IT!!! The majority of the electoral college voted for him.. DEAL WITH IT!!!!! If you don't like what's going on.. the take responsibility and build your community relations strong to fix your own shit.. communities these days aren't as together as they used to be on a national scale...cuz everyone's looking out for them and not the community as a whole!

OBAMA didn't BRING ABOUT ANY OF THIS MESS.. and to suggest that #1 he's a monkey and number 2 that his stimulus package will fail and IT HASN'T even been tried out yet.. is crazy! It's like a coach looks at a kid that's super skinny and small and won't even let the kid do anything in practices... he just tells the kid.. OH no you're not ready.. You can't possibly do anything! The coach is hating yet the kid didn't EVEN PRACTICE YET!??? the kid could be super fast and one of the best athletes!!!! YOu never know what someone's capable off until they actually TRY AND SHOW YOU... Obama hasn't even TRIED yet..

I am all about letting someone try and if they fail.. i won't even be on I told you so.. it's the point that you gotta let people try.. stop fukin hating!

black people aren't going anywhere and we're far from monkeys! I am sick to the stomach that there is even a comparison...

And what kind of representation is that to even put the NYPD in the picture like that.. cops are sooo trigger happy! Let's not even create an image to where the public will feel comfortable seeing a cop shoot ANYONE!!!!!

cuz if that is a common occurence than..the next black man shot and killed will be met with desensitized attitudes..

LOL.. just venting

Seriously though..human beings have been here over 2000 years... still we have the same problems.. over and over with not accepting each other..not working together.. continuing to expose differences..based on culture, race, spirituality.. etc

Enough already...


Friday, February 13, 2009

**Sigh.... Say it ain't so..

Yes.. more madness....

WTF happened to Kick ball

WTF happened to Baseball

WTF happened to TV and not getting bored of TV

WTF happened to playing board games, trouble, monopoly, sorry

WTF happened to building structures on the carpet with playing cards

WTF happened to videogames.. minus the girls with super fly T&A ( yes i love video game girls :-(

WTF happened to frogs, rocks, snails, tree bark, diggin in the dirt, earthworms, spitting, ants

WTF happened to innocence yo.... SERIOUSLY WTF happened to it!

Why are we not fighting to protect these things????


Wednesday, February 11, 2009


I caught this in a mass email I was sent. Zoinks!

Friday, February 6, 2009

New Interview with WYDUBlog

"...W: Late in the 90's, you started hooking up with significant artists in the underground scene, such as MF Grimm and others. How did you get your start as an MC and how did you hook up with the likes of Grimm?..."


Feel free to visit the above link to read the interview and comment (if you'd like)

peace 4 now

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

hmmmm.. which way?

The greatest, are usually recognized after their prime.

I've seen this know history repeating....

Will I be remembered later on?

Am I even creating art to be remembered or am I just creating cuz I have no choice?

I think about my relationships, everyone's opinions, everything.
The city and the subways, the streets and the's all veins in this body...and the body has a spirit.

I'm 1 atom, or maybe 1 enzyme... a catalyst. I live to carry out, what all the tiny elements that make me up are forcing me to carry out. I have this impulsive urge to subsist but more so to create, or to build...within the system I am coursing through. Creating something makes me happiest. I wonder if people, all people feel this way...not to mention, are the things I am creating going to help me subsist later, am I just wasting time...

The potential energy is soooo so great, there are things limiting me from being kinetic ... these limitations I put on myself and I am paying for it dearly...I got the bungee chord attached and won't jump, not even realizing a nigga can fly...there's no need for the bungee chord...I mean i realize I can fly but I'm not even trying.. anyways.. I live to BUILD!!!!

Kinda like that cartoon where the carpenter bee is just nasty with that hammer...building off impulse...Anyways...
I am trying not to question the meaning, I am trying not to question the incredible signs. You know recently, this guy I had love for, was dead on his blog. He pulled the ill Norman Bates routine, pretending to be his mom, in addition to his brother, and close friend. AFter 7 days, he announced to the world he is alive. Mind you, I believed he was dead. A fan off myspace wrote to me and was like "RAV, is ARTIST A DEAD????...RAV i went to his page, there's a blog that I just can't believe, it says he's dead.. RAV is it true...??" So I ventured to the page and the writing is so genuine. I put the APB out in the real world, because we know myspace and the internet has this incredible atmosphere. There are so many different dimensions of information in it. I needed tangible evidence. I needed that real life proof yet I still believee, after what I read on the blog, that dude was dead.

I holla at some hip hop legends...graff legends that ARTIST A grew up with, because I was so concerned. After a week, the same fan wrote me back like "RAV, I don't want to cause any drama but check ARTIST A's blog." I check the blog and dude's alive.

He was lying.

I treat life very special. I actual love my friends. If there was an opportunity for us to grind together to live out dreams, I could see myself getting a house with all of them...We live each day, grinding to pay the bills, grinding to make sure there's enough food, grinding to make sure there's enough of everything so we can live, and create and grow...

Anyways.. that type of mentality will only work if, the egos are non existent. If the jealousy is non existent. If people genuinely love. I love blindly, I am a sucker for life and being here amongst everyone else, I strive not to be destroyed here.

Long story short, I got this great album I am finishing. The main artist on the album besides myself has cancer. Ovarian cancer. She wrote me yesterday and explained everything and the reason that she's having a tough time communicating. I actually don't push my friends I work with. I know that the shoes I walk are shoes no one else can fill, and vice versa. What is easy for me might be so hard for others and vice versa.

So like, she's sick, very very sick, I pray to the universe she is healthy...

Recently I met someone that I clicked with. I felt strongly that I love them already. The views we talk about are the same. We are aligned. I think about once we die, how the energy transfers. I know that people THINK they know what will happen, based on hearsay and based on studies, spiritual studies. But what do we as individuals really know, what can we really trust. I mean, I really thought this "friend" of mine was dead. What does this card come out sometimes, why does fate want to play a card like this. When it hits the table, what kind of energy is that letting out. What kind of signals is it giving to everyone else that is playing. Bluffs make me want to fight. I hate fighting. Can't stand it. I actually don't even yell anymore. Anyways, someone toying with death when others are struggling to live. My friend lost her child because of the cancer... that killed me...

Energy is neither created nor destroyed right? For all the people I love in this lifetime, will I get to be with them later on, after this body is gone. Will our energy stay aligned like it is now?

Going back to ARTIST A.. what a a$$hole. Seriously. Some of my friends might die, but this person toys with the idea on myspace.

Why is it, when I walk with a bop
that I'm detected by detectives
instant target for cops

on the train I might see an uncomfortable
face staring at me sooooo hard
they're trying to figure my ways

My dress code throwing them off
I'm on that hip hop shhhhhh
yes, they instantly turned off

I come from high top fades
and african medallions
8 ball jackets, crooks wildin
days of stop the violence

my long arms looking like a
monkey from what I was told or
damn he so black man
his skin look like coal

highly educated, trips to paris
at 10 years old
got a little bit older
fell in love with Nihon

but I stay coming back home
to stereotypes
before I was took black
now I'm acting too white

proper english, the magnet
for some of the attacks
but i never go bullied cuz
I was too ill for that...

they think they know
but they have no idea
what it takes for a warrior
to make it out here
sometimes, you gotta test your might
and other, other times you gotta
stand the test of time

I have so much to absorb right now.. I feel like I've lived more than 100 years already. I can feel everythng in me, I have to clear my mind and be happier... I am peaceful..but I am enduring
this social madness. I try not to even talk about this stuff... when people see me, I am smiling... and looking to have a great time for the moment. People will tell you I am always happy...

I am so curious how other people deal with this stuff. I know I am not the only one!

Anyways, I think this will be the last blog of this type. There is an incredible amount of opposition as I speak, for me being who I am. I can see the vision and see the steps clearly, that I am taking to overcome certain trials in my life. I know I will succeed. Appy Polly Lodges for all these random thoughts at 1 time. To me they are all coherent in 1 straight line haha. Yo... for now on, I'm not ranting about anything, because I don't like to talk about these things in person. I don't even mention them. Maybe to 1 or 2 people but not even in this extensive detail yo. I hope my actions will show and prove, God willing. I just want to know the truth.. i have to stop looking for it because word of mouth says it's really maybe I'll stop looking and seeking it...