You never know what you're gonna get

I think I might have decided what i want to do in life

Besides being an herbalist i think i have in mind a profesion that i never thought i would be interested in.

Now i want to be a yoga instructor

Sounds crazy right for a brother to be talking like this but i might have finally found my calling

Right now im working for a yoga place passing out flyers for them

The job doesnt pay that much and i spend all day hounding people to take yoga classes but the second hand rewards are priceless.

I actually took a bikram yoga class yesterday.

Me!

The dude from the inner city, crime ridden, drug infested slums of baltimore took a hot yoga class with a whole bunch of yuppies yesterday.

Sounds crazy but i actually like the class.

It challenged me in ways that i have never been challenged before though.

It's intense because in a bikram yoga class the temperature is 105 degrees and you have to do movements for 90 minutes straight.

And you have to do strenuous stretching techniques that close off circulation to certain areas of the body, but when you relax those muscles the highly oxygenated blood pumps back into those veins, capillaries and arteries clearing out toxins and impurities.

It's intense, but i LOVED the challenge.

That was the first time i ever did yoga of any type but it wont be the last.

In about 6 months i can see myself working my way up getting a certification in brikham yoga and teaching classes to make a living.

In addition i will get additional certifications in herbology and that way ill be able to heal the body from a multi-faceted level.

When i get the certification i wanty yall to come up here and take the class for free.

Sunshine, when are you due?

We Live In Brooklyn Now Baby!

Thats right kid.

We live in the brooklyn zoo now baby.

Birthplace of Michael Jordan, Mike Tyson, Jay - Z, Biggie, and a whole host of celebrities and entertainers.

Things are going well.

Im finally doing something i love to do and getting paid for it (not much but that will be changing soon).

I work for a charity group that raises money for victims of homelessness.

I love it because i stand in the middle of manhattan everyday talking about just how bad homeless people are being treated by this wicked government.

And even though the vast majority of New Yorkians ignore the hell out of me, some atually contribute to our organization and show just how powerful the human spirit is.

Im out there 4 to 8 hours a day waxing on about how thousands of people are becoming homeless everyday.

It's like therapy actually.

I get my frustrations off of my back and in return educate the public about conditions that could affect their lives because none of us are immune to loosing our job or place.

Often i get crouds of people hovering around me just so they have can hear the sobering truthful words that i speak.

I have to admit im having a lot of fun.

Yesterday i stoped a guy who was trying to steal this woman's bookbag (that was fun).

I really dont know why he would try to do that because he was very fat and slow (i guess he thought nobody would chase him down).

Im getting my plan together and with the little bit im making i should be into my own place soon.

I should have thought about doing this a long time ago.

Ill keep in touch.

New York is full of so many choices

There are a million ways to make a living here.

And with all the people here its very easy to make money.

All you need is a good idea, a good plan the will to pull it off and the capacity to stick with it even when the going gets tough.

All of us have to find multiple ways of making money in this new economy that are outside of the rhelm of employment.

The problem is i dont like to work lol.

I think its degrading to work all day on a job you hate just to support your creditiors (landlord, banks, gas and electric etc.)

FUCK THE RAT RACE is my philosophy!

Im not a rat so i shouldnt even be in this race to begin with.

I've read many books on how to attain wealth and i have the skills and the mind to be wealthy.

But accumuating money is not the main goal.

The main goal (for me at least) is to "bring the white man's rule of the earth to an end!"

Every problem we have in our community is because of their currupt and vindictive and brutal oppresion.

It might be hidden behind a black face (and this is why so many of us are confused) but ultimately it is the white man that is pulling the strings.

For as long as we have been in this country we have always been systematically targeted and terrorized by the white ruling elite.

The White man only has one goal for all Afrikan people; KEEP THOSE NIGGERS FROM ACCUMULATING ANY WEALTH AND REALZING THAT WE ARE MAKING THEM SUFFeR EVERY SINGLE DAY AND IN EVERY SINGLE WAY.

I am sick and tired of pussy footing around, acting as if everything is peech keen while our people are destroyed every single day.

Over a million men are locked up and over 2 milliona are processed through the criminal justice system every year.

The ruling elite is taking every single dollar they can from the treasury, bankrupting this nation, while the middle, working class and poor are left with the burden.

Why are we not marching downtown to their towering buildings and ripping them to shreds taking our money back from these theives that stole it in the first place?

Dag, where did that come from lol.

I have to go.

New York is definately different!

This city is so fast pace.

Everybody is always rushing to go nowhere.

I have never seen so many people in one area in my whole entire life.

I have to admit it i love it though.

Nobody cares and i do love it.

People dont say hello.

Everybody's always in a rush.

Most New Yorkians are real assholes but i dont care.

I love it!

Im at a shelter now trying to figure out how im going to make a living.

You say "damn a shelter" but you would be surprised to find out who's in one.

There is a guy with a PHD here.

There are many people who have college degrees here.

They were professionals for many years and just got fired on a whim and wound up here.

These are really trying times for some unfortunately.

I dont have that many minutes left on the internet here.

Ill let you know some of the things ive been doing here next time.

moving to the big apple

i decided that i need a change of scenery so i am moving to the big apple.

dont even have a place to lay my head at but ill find some way through the thick and then with the little resources that i have.

see you all on the flip side.

Top 10 R&B Albums Right Off The Dome

10) Jagged Edge - J. E. Heartbreak

9) Groove Theory - Groove Thory

8) Whispers - Greatest Hits

7) Luther Vandross - Busy Body

6) Pm Dawn - Of the Heart, Of the Soul and of the Cross

5) Maxwell - Urban Suite

4) Marvin Gaye - What's Going On/Midnight Love/ Let's Get it On

3) Stevie Wonder - Fulfillingness First Finale

2) Sade - Love is Stronger Than Pride/ Best of Sade

1) Intro - Love Thang (you just have to listen to it, especially the second side)

I want to see your list ( so i can steal some ideas).

No matter how much you try you will never escape the madness of your reality

This brings up another life lesson that blacks need to understand.

Yesterday Stephon Marbury was on his 24 hour internet show he has in his house.

He ranted on for a long time about God knows what.

He put his finger in some vaseline and ate it.

Then he just started crying for a few minutes all of a sudden.

When i heard about his tirade i really felt sorry for the guy.

Then i realized why he acted the way he did and i still felt saoory for him even more.

Marbury used to be one of the best ball players in the league.

He was easily in the top 20 every year in scoring.

His career started to drop slowly and last year he hardly scored two points a game in the playoffs.

Obviously he was feeling a lot of pressure (and the drugs (probably e-pills) didnt help much either).

The lessons i got from this tirade was that money obviously doesnt buy happiness and you need to have a goals you are always striving for.

Rich people get rich and just stop striving for anything because they feel that having lots of money should sufficient.

It's not.

You ever heard the saying that "an idle mind is a devils workshop?"

This is what happens when you dont have over arching long term goals that you are struggling mightily tp achieve.

The mind will turn against itself without a clear purpose.

This happened with Rick James.

This man made so much money in the 80's that he didnt have to make any more money for the rest of his life.

He didnt have any goals so he just said "let's party" and smoked his brain out with drugs and crack.

He died young because his body couldnt handle the constant abuse.

You need long term hard to reach goals or you are going to kill youself.


It's just as simple as that.

Guess What Gates, You Still A Nigga!

The Honorable professor of Afrikan Studies at the esteemed college Harvard University ran into some rough business with a policeman in Cambridge the other day.

He was coming home from China when he inserted his key into the hole and found out he couldnt get it unlocked (he later said that his key had a tendency to jam).

So he went around the back to see if he could get in that way and when he was trying to find an alternative way to get into his place one of his neighbors (who were probably white because he lives in a predominantely white neighborhood) called the cops because they didnt know who he was.

So the white police officer comes to his house after he broke in and asked him to show him ID stating that he was who he said he was.

Gates shows the guy his Masaachusets drivers liscence and his Harvard University ID.

The police officer isnt satisfied so he goes outside and calls Harvard (because Gates could be a con artist).

Gates gets upset and starts saying things like "why are you doing this? is it because im a black man in america?"

LOL!

No its because you a NIGGA!

Anyway, Gates gets so irate that he fusses and fusses until the police officer locks him up and calls it a day.

See Gates thought that he was exceptional because he was a Harvard professor.

He thought that he could get away with slick talking the police (like middle and upper class whites do all the time) and still get away with it.

He was wrong.

I remember seeing a documentary by Gates on the poor and the middle to upper class Blacks and how these 2 classes are so different from one another.

On a certain scene where a black man from the inner city was talking about the plights that he went through in his inner ciity community, Gates said, "this guy seems like an alien to me."

implying that he was nothing like that guy.

Well the white officer treated him as if he was that kind of a guy that night.

And then on another scene of the same documentary Gates says he heas more in common with his white colleagues than with black men in the inner city.

The police officer saw you and the brothers in the inner city as one and the same.

So when are we going to wake up?

No matter whether you slumming in the hood, or living it up in your condo.

Shoping at the local swap meet, or patronizing some high priced italian designer in Palm Beach.

You can be driving a 2009 380 Mercedes Benz or diving a 1981 Hatchback,

YOU STILL A NIGGA, NIGGA!

And eventually you will run into the right cracker who will bring that super inflated ego down to reality.

Peace!