J Cole

Jermaine Lamarr Cole (born January 28, 1985), better known as his stage name J. Cole (often stylized as J.Cole), is an American rapper and producer. He is best known for being the first artist to be signed to Jay-Z's label Roc Nation.

Life and career

Cole was born in Frankfurt, Germany and, before the age of 1, moved to Fayetteville, North Carolina, where he was raised by his mother. He is of mixed-race, being born to a Black father and a White mother. Cole attended Terry Sanford High School in Fayetteville, and graduated in 2003. He decided that he had a better chance of getting signed in New York City, so he attended St. John's University on an academic scholarship where he majored in communication and minored in business, graduating magna cum laude.

Cole started rapping at the age of 12 when his cousin showed him the basics of rhyming. Inspired by Canibus, Nas, Tupac Shakur and Eminem, J. Cole developed a love for telling stories in his lyrics. At age 15, J. Cole had notebooks filled with rhymes but not beats of his own to record them with. His mother bought him a beat machine so he could produce music himself. By the age of 17, he was posting songs on internet forums such as canibus-central.com under the moniker "Therapist".

Sitting and Doing Nothing

Sitting and Doing Nothing

Sitting and Doing Nothing

author: Imran Khan category: Articles and Stories

An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing.

A small rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, ‘Can I also sit like you and do nothing?’
The eagle answered: ‘Sure, why not.’

So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it.

Moral of the story:
To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up.

are you a lion or an ostrich ?

are you an ostrich ?


ostriches ; beautiful creatures indeed . they kind of remind you of a bird version of a giraffe with their long necks and voluptuous asses (that big ole booty prolly reminds you of me , huh ? (; lol ) . they're amazing to look at , however the morals of this bird are not ones that you should ever consider imitating .

an ostrich is getting chased by lion . instead of running for cover behind a tree or a rock , Stupid Ass finds the first whole he sees and sticks his head in it . only his head . note that his long ass neck and Buffie the Body booty is still up in the air , more visible than a fat woman in a neon pink bodysuit . the lion just sits there for a minute and looks at the idiot . "is this nigga really serious ?" the ostrich gets devoured due to his stupid attempt to "protect" himself .

the ostrich believes that if he can't see you , you can't see him . he's safe . he runs from his problems in hopes that they'll never catch up with him , and when he finally has to face his fears , he runs and sticks his head in sand thinkin that if he can't see his fears they won't eat him alive .


there's a phenomenon going on where people aren't accepting their dreams . instead of doing what feels right to them , they're too focused on what other people think . fortunately , there are some lions in this world that see what they want and have the mind-state that it will be obtained by any means necessary . however , there are indeed ostriches in this world . cause with a dream comes an increase of criticism and a decrease of support or acceptance , & people that can't handle this let the dream chase after them (or in other words , haunting them) instead of going for what they feel is natural . but just because you stick your head in a ditch , & just because you put the dream out of sight , you still know it's there . the dream still exists , you're just too afraid to go after it .
and THIS , my young listener , is why ostriches cannot fly .


lions or ostriches ; which will you aspire to be today ? for life ?

-- iman europe

Prince's lifetime achievement tribute .

just getting IN the music world is so much . you have to find people tat believe in you just as much as you do , then build a fan base , and then you have to find a record label that fits you and all you want to do in your music . and after all that is over and done , you have to sit back and be criticized for everything you do and wear ; especially Prince . his out-of-the-ordinary style made it hard for people to accept him and think to give his music a chance . at the least , he is a musical genius and one hell of a performer , and because of that he gained acceptance from people all over the world . put yourself in his shoes . imagine going through this long road of stardom, experiencing the highest heights and the steepest valleys, unsure of how much your music impacted later generations , and then receiving this :





how do you begin to describe that feeling ? to be truly honored and thanked for your work . for pregnant women to climb on pianos , for old women to kick off their shoes , for young women to dance and scream as hard as you did . these women , alicia keys , patte labelle and janelle monae , gave their performances all that they have and more . and for YOUR song to be the one being performed ... wow . the feeling is one i can barely fathom .

Prince , you deserved it . you are amazingggg . it sucks because our generation doesn't understand the depths of how good your music was , and some never will . well , i know . and i thank you everyday for making my dream possible .

- Iman Europe

iesha , this reefah .

http://limelinx.com/files/2918612661bf918a7cfc99cbf16bac90

love ? where'd you go ?

i'd like to find love .
not in the sense of someone to love or experiencing it intimatly with someone of the opposite sex , but i want to find out where love went . recently, it seems as though everyone's love flame around me is burning out quicker than high school dropouts . where did all the love go ?
love is like having a baby; the process is amazing , but the end results bring nothing but pain and responsibility .
i'm beginning to digress . all i want to know is this: where does love go when two people don't share it anymore ? is it bottled and recycled , or does it get thrown away ? where is all of the love in the world that has been neglected ? is there a certain distant "love island" that only a selected few know about ? i mean it has to go somewhere . maybe it's taken from adults that think too deeply of it and depreciate it and instead it's given to innocent ignorant teenagers that don't know the pain it brings .

i really don't know where love is . i have not the slightest clue . if you were to ask me , love hides in music . i see him peeking around the snares and kicks . i feel him breathe on my neck from time to time between his melodic adlibs . I swing my head around , but he vanishes before i can recognize his face . love , is that you again ? you're always toying with me . maybe one day we will find each other .

survey says (part 1) :

UCR’s sociology department is seeking to understand campus dating generally, and specifically the phenomenon of “getting played” or being told, “I just want to be friends” but then being treated as more than a friend until deep feelings develop, and ultimately being reminded that “we’re just friends”. Dr. Brooks calls this a false commitment, when a person says one thing (just friends) but does another (acts as though they want a serious relationship).

EXPERIENCE
1. Are you familiar with the event – being “played” /false commitment (yes or no)?

Yes.

2. Have you ever “played” someone? Please describe.
Think about your answer and please respond to these questions:
How did you do it?

it depends . which incident are you talking about ?
one of the worst would have to be when i told a guy that he meant nothing to me and that he was simply another mind to manipulate . (smh at me . )

Was it on purpose?

very much so . i was young , dumb , and pissed off .

How did you learn to do this?

i'm not sure . it couldve been influenced by my mom . she's very independent and works well with men , but even better without them .

What was their reaction?

i'm sure he cried . lol

How did it end?

it didn't end there . actually , it made him want me even more . "/

3. Have you ever been “played”? Please describe.
Think about your answer and please respond to these questions:

Have you experienced this often?

i've been played before , but not very often .

How do these relationships end for you?

i don't really digg relationships ; they're no fun . that's probably a reason i dont really get played .

Can you remember what was said?

one time i got played , it was by this guy i was really feeling . he lived down the hall in my apartment complex , and the first time i saw him was on move in day . i was ON it . i went out of my way to go to his place and say hello .. even got him a hallmark card on one holiday ( smh @ me ). anyway, he wasnt feeling me . told me he would come by my place ; it never happened . played .

How did you feel about it?

i felt stupid . like why did i just do all of that? but we live and we learn , dont we ?

How much blame do you take?

all of it .

Has this varied? Have there been times when you didn’t feel wronged?

well it's varied a lot now . cause see NOW he wants to chill when i'm not feeling him no more . NOW he won't leave me the fuck alone .

How have you adapted to this phenomenon? Do you think you see it coming? What signs/indicators do you look for?

indicators of being played :
-broken promises
- ... yeah that sums it up . if promises are being broken and phone calls/texts are not being answered , you are surely in the process of getting played . (well actually, the phone part isnt ALWAYS true . cause with me , i never answer my phone . ever . it's just a bad habit for me . but i digress .)


How do you advise your friends/others?

i just tell my friends to be careful . i like for my friends to experience a relationship before i start trying to get my dr. phil on . but if my friends find out that they ARE being played , i always advise them to leave . whats the point in staying around?

till next time , guys ! (:

"we ain't by nature but .. nigga we naughty."

new song .
we were just playing around in The Stew (the name of my studio .. seeing that we are always cookin up some hot shit.) it came out cool though . real chill . (and funny . lol)

download it : Gnarlie (ft. Ruddrick and Diego McFlyy)

ignorant rappers , spare me .

i don't like rappers who simply say words to a beat . they have to mean something to you . if you aren't passionate about what you're rapping about , please spare us . if for one second you think to yourself , "man , i don't know anything about this subject" , just stop ; it's cool . someone else out there that HAS experienced the experience you lack will take care of it . don't rap about weed if you haven't smoked it . don't rap about sex if you don't have it . don't rap about love if you haven't experienced it . don't just talk words rhythmically because they sound good . spare us all .

LHAF ! dangit , i guess i lost .

i tried not to laugh . CLEARLY it didn't work .

"Yo Side of the Bed" . it's lonely .

this video definitely made my eyes swell up with tears . (none dropped though so i'm good . lol) Trey and Keri diddddd that ! i'm giving them all deserved props . i'm still not sure about how i feel about Keri all up on my man , but i guess it's cool . lol . awesome work guys ! keep it up Trey ! (:

p.s. , you KNOW all the bloggers are about to start saying their dating . smh . close your eyes NOW .

i love being naked .

this isnt a post intended to have a sexual subliminal message . nor is this a post to try to persuade those who like clothes to reprogram your preferences . this is a post simply to help you guys understand one of mine . i love being naked . i love being free of all the unnecessary clothes that we have to wear in our society that intend to cover up all of our insecurities . the only reason we wear clothes is because most americans are not comfortable with their bodies . honestly , i think clothes make people less appealing than they really are . sure , those forever 21 jeans are cute and make your legs look small and give your booty a little bump , but what about the gut it gives you cause the pants are too tight ? and that leotard would be so much cuter if only you didn't have to wear that bra that gives you that unattractive roll on the sides . i'm just sayin , take all that off and breathe for a minute . it's so much better on this side of town . let them insecurities and shopping bags go .
everyday i come home from class or work, i strip . usually to just panties . i like the way it feels, plus i think i look great naked . better than any outfit i could wear . i make my beats naked too cause i think the music gets closer to my soul . i know that's way more information than you wanted , but this is MY blog , remember ? (:

get with the nude movement , ladies and gentlemen . it won't steer you wrong .

PB&J.

*
it's the way you speak .
it makes my body weak .
i gotta take a seat , i can't stand it .
it's somethin bout your brain ,
and i ain't takin slang .
it's sharper than a fang , i need a bandage .
i think that it's the walk .
the accent from New Yawk,
the way your height just stalks me like a bandit .
and even with that belly ,
i love you , you're my teddy .
the PB to my jelly , babe let's sandwich . (:


* a fictional poem.

just a quick update .

i just thought i'd give you guys a quick update to let you know everything that's been going on lately . basically , just the normal stuff like school and work . yes , work . (: i recently got me a job at my apartment complex, which means rent is free ! God, is good , i thank him for that everyday . Also, i finally decided what I want to be in life, which is a music producer/ performer. I told my parents that I finally made up my mind, and for my 20th birthday, my daddy got me a mac book pro and my mommy got me a MIDI keyboard beat maker . they are so supportive , i love them . (: so yeah , i've just been busy doing this music stuff . Actually, I just finished a mixtae not too long ago . I finished it before my birthday, so the quality isn't as good as the next one will be (since i had a pc instead of a mac) . It still goes though . (8 here's the link : http://limelinx.com/files/ff1c0d7321c318e6e8687ed4b77eaf82 . i'd appreciate it if you downloaded it . it's doing pretty good, actually. I got over 600 downloads in the first week , all praises to the man above . i think this is something I was born to do , so it has to be done .
Anyway, enough of that . My love life ? ha. what love life ? i have a like life . lol . i'm not ready to settle down just yet so i'm taking my time . Besides, relationships steer you away from your goals anyway . Unless you find someone with the same dreams that you're compatible with. If not , they just hold you down. So until I find that person, Music is my boyfriend. I'll make sure to devote all my time, energy, and fidelity to him . (:

Nice catching up with you . Peace&Love .

i'm back .

somewhere in the midst of all the music producing and homework , i forgot about this blog . but it has been neglected far too long . time to get my habitual blogger title back . (:

boys and girls , men and women , hetros and homos , fasten your seat belts . The return of Iman Europe is in full effect . there's n stopping me now .

there is no such thing as atheism .

for all you "atheists" out there :

everyone worships something got damnit . whether its God , money , power , or beauty , there is an ultimate factor in every human's life that drives them to do certain things and think certain ways . so save me the bullshit about how you think religion doesn't exist and it's all society's way of keeping peace in the world . religion is what you make it .

and you know what the cold part about it is ? i bet you there's people out there that think they worship God , but in actuality worship money , power , or beauty . beauty especially . women take so much time and exert so much energy into simply looking nice . is my hair right ? i needa re-up on make-up . where's a mirror at ? i swear , if women spent half as much time worshiping the Lord instead of worshiping what society sees them as (which is all most women care about at the end of the day .. and if you try to argue with me i'll gladly make you feel like an imbecile), then they would honestly be able to break free from the fear that they are never -- and WILL never -- be perfect, and find contentment with that . and they will ALSO see that everybody is so wrapped up in their OWN insecurities to worry about any one elses .( i mean genuinely and sincerely worry about them ; not just notice them . and if they DO notice them , who the f* cares? oh yeah, you do . my bad . :/ )

reevaluate yourself . reevaluate what's important . and if one of your friends tell you they're an "atheist" , reevaluate your friendship .

if you never knew what love was ..

if you never knew what love was , let me tell you : it's no joke. it will do things to you that you never thought could occur . it is a hex .. like a magic potion or something . once you are under it's spell , it will toy with you until you can't take anymore , and then STILL f* with you . Don't do it dawg , don't do it . at least , don't set out to do it , just let it happen . let it sneak up on you like a winter chill up your spine . let it surprise you . cause honestly , it's not as good as it seems . it's really not . love is like quicksand ; it's realllll easy in the beginning , but the further you get to the middle , it starts getting reaaallll tricky reeeaalll fast . but by then , it's too late to turn around . just don't do it , dawg . promise ?

Part 2 of "All I Gotta Do Is Pull This Trigger?"

Here's Part 1 if you haven't read it:

http://stfuimtlkn.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-i-gotta-do-is-pull-this-trigger.html

Part 2


Chuckles told me to meet him in front of the liquor store on Valentine and 183rd . That's his favorite little spot man I swear. The hood calls him Chuckles cause dude is hilarious. I called him Chuckles cause that nigga looks funny as hell. He's about 6'4" and thick boned . Not really fat, just solid. His eyes sat so far apart from one another, that when you look at him from the side , it looked like he was looking dead at you with one eye. His nose took up half of his face and was missing the bridge, so from the front his face looked mad squashed. He wore a full faced beard and a leather jacket, even in the summertime. And when I say he's mad black , i mean that nigga is madddd black. Darker than his own shadow. I used to tell him, "Yo, I hope you never get lost at night cause no one will be able to find yo ass. You'd just have to wait till the mornin'. There he go!" The darkness did work in his favor though. He was a smooth ass Nigerian so he got all the ladies. Shit, more ladies than me. I guess they liked the contradiction of his complexion and his smile. It also worked in his favor because at night, niggas would never see him coming. That's why he was the hit man for all our late night missions. And tonight, I was in training.

I ran up on Chuckles from the back when he wasn't looking. If he wasn't standing in front of the streetlight I wouldn't hae seen him.

"Break yoself muthafucka", I joked. He turned around quicker than Dash from The Incredibles just to see me smiling up at him. He noticed it was me and put himself at ease.

"Aww nigga you was boutta get murked," he chuckled. "Don't be rollin up on me like that."

We greeted each other we were supposed to. With a handshake and a pat on the back. Chit-chatted for a minute then we got down to business.

"Alright man, so it's these niggas up in Queens right," Chuckles started. "They sprayed Big Mo's crib last week. Shot up all the windows, ran up in the house and popped one in Mo's shin so he couldn't move. Then they took all of his shit out his house. Diamonds, drugs, guns, money... all of it. I'm tellin' you, the nigga's wiped out. So we gotta go tighten these niggas up. They think they gonna get away with this shit?"

He looked to me in hopes of seeing animosity and agreement in my face. Really , I didn't have any. Mo was an asshole, yo. He went around town taking every man's girl and lacing every body's weed. There's a few hoes around the block that haven't been the same since they smoked his shit. He deserved what came to him. But of course I couldn't say that. Instead I put on my facade of frowned eyes and flared nostrils and said, "What? These niggas got life fucked up. They must not know who they're messing with! Lets go get these niggas."

"That's what I'm talkin' about C-hood!" The excitement in Mo's face was like a kid at Christmas. His wide eyes lit up and you could see his florescent white teeth from ear to ear. He was so excited that I was down to ride. Hmph, if he only knew.

"Alright where here you go." Chuckles scanned the scene before he reached in the back of his pants and pulled out a brown and gold 9 millimeter Smith and Wesson. My heart stopped. I stood there in the 78 degree weather frozen. That gun meant some one's life and I would be the one to take it. "Take this shit nigga! I can't just be holdin' this out in the open," Chuckles instructed.

I grabbed the gun. It was so cold. Probably as cold as my heart would be after I go and kill these men. Probably as cold as their bodieswhen their lifeless on the ground while their families mourn them. Is this really what I want to do, I thought. No, it's not. but it's too late to back out now. I snapped out of my trance and grabbed my facade. "Let's go get 'em."

watch this today and EVERYDAY.

encouragement and words of wisdom from my favorite actor, Will Smith. let it soak in.

Telephone- Lady Gaga Ft. Beyonce

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just a heads up ,

be sure to take a look at my other blogspot to . loveisforsuckas (click to link) . i'll start updating it more frequently now .

quick question that comes to mind ..

1. when you are filling out your martial status on paperwork , it has the single box and then the married box . there's no "in a relationship" box . so do boyfriend/girlfriend relationships even count?

F*CK madden champ !

i'm so in love with you, wayne. THIS is why .



smh. just imagine a DAY with these niggas . an HOUR !

compton cookout at UCSD. wear your ghettoest attire !

here's an invitation from Pi Kappa Alpha (PIKE) on Facebook :

Compton Cookout!

February marks a very important month in American society. No, i'm not referring to Valentines day or Presidents day. I'm talking about Black History month. As a time to celebrate and in hopes of showing respect, the Regents community cordially invites you to its very first Compton Cookout.

For guys: I expect all males to be rockin Jersey's, stuntin' up in ya White T (XXXL smallest size acceptable), anything FUBU, Ecko, Rockawear, High/low top Jordans or Dunks, Chains, Jorts, stunner shades, 59 50 hats, Tats, etc.

For girls: For those of you who are unfamiliar with ghetto chicks-Ghetto chicks usually have gold teeth, start fights and drama, and wear cheap clothes - they consider Baby Phat to be high class and expensive couture. They also have short, nappy hair, and usually wear cheap weave, usually in bad colors, such as purple or bright red.
They look and act similar to Shenaynay, and speak very loudly, while rolling their neck, and waving their finger in your face. Ghetto chicks have a very limited vocabulary, and attempt to make up for it, by forming new words, such as "constipulated", or simply cursing persistently, or using other types of vulgarities, and making noises, such as "hmmg!", or smacking their lips, and making other angry noises,grunts, and faces.
The objective is for all you lovely ladies to look, act, and essentially take on these "respectable" qualities throughout the day.

Several of the regents condos will be teaming up to house this monstrosity, so travel house to house and experience the various elements of life in the ghetto.

We will be serving 40's, Kegs of Natty, dat Purple Drank- which consists of sugar, water, and the color purple , chicken, coolade, and of course Watermelon. So come one and come all, make ya self before we break ya self, keep strapped, get yo shine on, and join us for a day party to be remembered- or not.


so the way that they decided to celebrate African-American's and our struggle was to mock us. I'm sorry but I'm currently speechless. I'll come back to this later .

j. cole - the badness (the song playing in the background

believe in God like the sun up in the sky/ science could tell us how, but can't tell us why/ i seen a baby cry, then seconds later she laughs/ the beauty of life -- the pain never lasts/ the rain always past, the sun don't always shine/when its gone i'm lonely, but when it's there i'm fine/ i hate the winter time because the nights come quicker/ that light make them whites think i'm a nice young nigga/ but at night they think twice. and walk a little faster / it's funny, a hundred years ago i'da called this nigga master/ how the tables turn but still the fire burnin / i feel the heat, the world is a dryer turnin / turnin / i'm lookin for some higher learnin/ learnin/ girl you what i desire , yearnin/ yearnin/ you say i'm easily distracted/ i think the problem is i'm easily attracted/by the darkside/ the temptation got me questionin where my heart lies/ im tryna seperate myself like apartheid/ but ey the liquor keeps me swallowin/ i swear i walk with God but the devil keep followin/ followin/ i say the devil keep followin/ followin/ i say the devil keep followin / followin / i say the devil keep followin .

j cole , i'd rather be with YOU ! :-*

listen to J.Cole's first verse . PLEASE . everything else is optional .



J Cole is killing the game right now. not only is he a song writer, but he's a story teller . a teacher . a preacher . he's more of a poet than a rapper, and his rhythm is always right. it pains me to say this, especially knowing my background, but he's definitely better than wayne right now . i know , i know . how could i say something like that? but i'm truly moved by his talent. but maybe it's me , you know? maybe my standards are higher now. i used to like to listen to people brag about what and who they got , but why limit yourself to that when it's so much more in store ? i'm passed that now . i'm on to bigger and better things . i'm on to J Cole , who speaks truth in every bar .

and when i figured out that the song is above is not talking about a girl , but instead her vagina , i was totally blown away . did you catch that ? did you notice that "the girl she's always with" is actually the girlfriend, and "she" is the girlfriend's vag ? go back and listen to it again . it makes so much more since .

he's so clever, this guy . i think i'm in love .

rihanna fuckin blew it .

so, rihanna performed on the Ellen show a few days ago . here's her ...."performance" if that's what we're calling it these days.

now what the fuck was that ?
is this bitch tryna dance ? she FUCKING SUCKS . somebody tell her ass to sit the fuck dowwwnnnn . did she get her a few singing lessons and get cocky wit it ? come on now rih , you know you can't dance . leave it to Beyonce (the greatest performer alive, by the way). that's who you're tryna be like anyway, right? in your new "rude boy" music video. that's ALLL B .
i've come to the conclusion that without her style, rihanna would have fell off a longggg time ago . and that video is my proof .

oranges powers an iPhone

know your status .

the most common misconception in relationships is thinking you're the only one . if you were a little taken back by the introductory line in this blog , my apologies . but my intentions are not to solace you . they are instead meant to seduce you . to hold you in my captivity and get you so high off of these words that you will reconsider the next time you think you are the only key holder of a man's heart or a woman's vagina .

know your status .

because there's an 78 % chance you aren't the only one . i don't mean to kill you're hopes and dreams , but that's just how it is , realistically . we are often opt to say, "nahhh , that can't happen to me!" but tell me this: how many relationships do YOU know of that involved complete fidelity ? about 22 % or less right ? right . it can happen to anybody . don't be naive and oblivious to this fact and end up getting crushed harder than a coke can by fat albert . hope for the best , but prepare for the worst .

and if in fact you ARE NOT the only one , know your status .

are you the main entree or the side dish ? are you plan A or plan B ? if you're a bit unsure , ask yourself these questions : do i get calls in the day , or only in the night ? do i get panda express or pf changs ? did i get a valentine's text , or valentine's sex (if applicable) ? you get what i mean .

know your status and be content with it . if not , leave .
i'm not promoting cheating or messing around , but it just might happen . prepare for the worst . and hey , if you feel for any reason that you just might be plan B , a reciprocal action is sincerely recommended .

one of the many reasons i love Kid CuDi :

he's just a cool ass nigga . (:

KiD CuDi "cudderisback" - Directed by Jason Goldwatch - DatNewCudi.com from DP on Vimeo.

How To Make It In America

check out the newest HBO special to hit 2010, "How To Make It In America", starring Brian Greenberg ,Victor Rasuk , Shannon Sossamon , and most importantly Scott "Kid CuDi" Mescudi as Domingo Brown . he's the only reason i decided to watch it to keep it real , but it turned out to be quite interesting ! it's about two entrepreneurs who hustle their way through NYC in hopes of achieving the American Dream . they use street smarts as well as connections to work their way to the top and show us exactly how to make it in America . follow the link to watch the first episode .



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1z8D_K2gFfs

also , words of wisdom from the cudderman himself :

another random thought : kind of on religion .

just a little something my dad taught me . (:

Dad says we have a body , a mind , and a spirit .

• He says our body is .. well .. our body . our physical features and make up . the house .
• Then he says our soul is the seed of our emotions . That's the place all of our emotions derive from. Our soul is what makes us feel laughter , joy , anguish , sorrow .. all emotions that we feel .
• But our spirit? THAT is the place we can't touch. that is the place we can't see . THAT, my friend, is our communication device between God and mankind. it is that little voice in our head that speaks to us sometimes. the one that says "maybe i shouldn't go down this alley way." "maybe i shouldn't hang with her/him." it's also what we pray with .
  

Just thought the world should know . (:

random religious thought .

how can people worship the devil?
turning to him in hopes of safety or acceptance ? i don't quite understand how it works. i mean , it's not like he loves you . or even LIKES you . the devil hates EVERYTHING and EVERYBODY God created . so how are you gonna praise someone who hates you regardless ? i just don't get it . but hey .. i guess i can't know everything .

formspring.me

DID U AND JETSKI DATE

ahahahahahaa .. hahahaha . why does everyone ask me that ?

NO we didn't . thats the homie . (:

ask me a n y t h i n g . (;

Life - My Levels Theory.

first , take a look at this clip .



so, a common belief between most of us is that we live and we die , and the things that we do while living on this earth determines if we will go to heaven or to hell , where we will live eternally . and thats it . thats all . but that makes no kind of sense to me whatsoever because God is smarter than that. it has to be more to this picture than what we see .

i think that there are levels of life . i feel like the first level is insects , the next level is animals , and the third level is humans . i feel like the animals have the ability to kill the bugs , and we have the ability to kill both of them . so who kills us ?

i think that there is a level that is higher than us that we don't know about yet . i feel like they have the power to kill us the way we kill bugs and animals . because think about it , when we squash bugs and kill them , they just think they died . they don't know that we took our foot and stepped on them or took our finger and smashed them . it's just assumed that life is over with. they dodge death as much as they possibly can, but some things are out of their control . are you following me ?

i feel like what we do on this level determines if we move up to the next level or not . if we do good , we go to heaven , which is the next level we don't know about . maybe its Eutopia, where everything is beautiful and wonderful . maybe it's Pandora (the world in Avatar). maybe its a robotic world. or maybe it's that world we saw in the clip, where the Earth is just a simple marble compared to this other universe. who knows ?

lastly, i feel like Jesus is the ruler of THIS level , mainly because he was a human like us and we have proof that he was on this level. but i think that GOD is the ruler of ALL levels . like God is the one that made the heaven and earth , humans and animals . and HE is the foreseer of all levels . but i think that every level has a different level-ruler , as Jesus is to us .

thats basically it in a nutshell . my goal now is just to figure out what the next level is . is it the thing we call "aliens" ? since we've never come in contact with them but just have an idea of what they are ? maybe we call them aliens because we don't know what they are . but they could just be the next best thing . again , who knows ?

im not asking you to agree , but hopefully your mind is open enough to see it as a possibility .

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How happy does music make you?

wow . this is gonna be a fun one to answer.

GOOD music is like this:
if you were to take the feeling of the person that makes you smile and laugh the hardest until your cheekbones hurt gives you, and add that with the love you have for your parents (and children, possibly), and add that with the person that makes you smile and blush every time they come around, and add THAT with some Bola or some Aftin (hopefully you know these happy people), and add that with the climax's in your favorite show to watch, and add THAT with the feeling you got when you got those shoes you were dying for and finally were able to cop, then multiply THAT by your favorite home cooked meal and dessert, and square that by some incredible head, then put it all unto a lotion bottle and spread it all around you so that the summed up feeling is just with you wherever you go, THAT's the feeling music gives me.
Hopefully you followed that.

ask me a n y t h i n g . (;

has reciprocity died ?

back in the day , we all had the common belief that if someone does for you , you should do for them , also . you scratch my back , i'll scratch yours kinda thing . well the funny thing is my back is located on my cock . ahaha .. anyone seen Superbad? thats besides the point.. anyways, its seems as though we have lost sight of that as a people. now , we are SO selfish and so self-intrested they would rather NOT help someone if we don't benifit from it in any way. you know the people. the one's that when you ask a favor they say "what am i getting out of it?" or "would you do it for me?" does it matter ? you should just want to be a good person and help people out just because you have the ability to so . do you know i asked one of my acquaintances last week if they donated to Haiti and they said, "nah , i don't have any family out there." and they were dead serious . what ? how is that right in any way ? i mean don't get me wrong . everyone isnt rude and self-centered . just a few. i mean even i am sometimes. but i only am AFTER i get acquainted with the selfish people (not saying it's right). but there are some people that are good all the way down to the core . and i'm not talking about the people that do good JUST to say they've done good. and i'm not talking about the people that remember every favor they've ever done for you (cause if they took the time to remember they didn't really do it from the bottom of their heart, they just do it to look good or so you could do them one too when they need it). there are people that always lend a helping hand regardless of any discouraging matter. that is who i'm working on becoming . that is who we should all work on becoming.

randon thought -- riminiscence.

its sad when boys have little penis' . its like "awwww. poor guy." you build the thought of how you think they will look up so high , just to get crashed to the ground . shit , it hurts ME ! cause you know , you listen to all their comments about their "mandingo" , and start thinkin its long and thick and vainy . you're like YEA ! i got me a winner ! but then they give you the whip appeal and your still waiting for the rest to come out the pants . wait thats it ? thats what youre thinkin but yu cant say that out loud . wheres the rest of it ? and then he looks at you to see your face expression cuz he KNOWS this is some fucked up shit. so you gotta kinda play it off like its cool. FYI , that shit is NOT cool. ever. use a pump or some shit . i would look into plastic surgery . maybe they have dick elongation surgeries now . do it for yourself . cause you cant be happy with that , right ? you gotta know somethings wrong. when you jack off does your hand slip often ? never mind , thats too much information . i just thought i'd let all the members of the Tiny Teeny Peeny Committee know this : you should be ashamed of what you have in your draws . thank you and good day .

damon williams . my son will be like him .

a penny for your thoughts .