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Beautiful Music. A very well-done, yet heartwrenching look into reality…

 

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Meet Afghanistan’s NEXT President!!!

Afghan Parliament member and NOW declared Presidential candidate…Fawzia Koofi.

She was initially condemned to death by her own family for being born female
(She should’ve KNOWN BETTER! Pssssht!)
and she’s already had a few assassination attempts.

In 2014 she plans to run for President…the very same year
that all foreign troops are supposed to withdraw from the country.

I wish you well Fawzia.
Evil doesn’t take well to those wishing to change it.
xoxoxox

RIP Benazir Bhutto

 

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I was ALMOST PIMPED-OUT Once (Just remembered)

He didn’t look like this…however, (funny) if you take it all off…almost could be him.
Same body and face shape.

 

You’d think that’d be something no one forgets. Huh?
(I told you I have a BAD f-in memory!! However, I’m starting to think it’s because I have too many experiences?
And shit IN there!!!!) 

Funny that pimp came up cuz I was looking up pimples earlier this morning, before my nap, for an idea I have.

I was on this mission to OBTAIN THIS BLOODY ALBUM/SONG.
I’ve been trying to get Solage Ke Mwen by T-Vice.
I wanted to post it for the Haitian friend I met a few years ago in the Dominican Republic who
always says I forget about her.
Well, if she didn’t friggin’ CHANGE HER DAMN FACEBOOK name…
I could FIND HER ASS!

T-Vice is a Hatian band.
I was introduced to it when I was in Haiti for a summer visiting one of my best friends from boarding school.
I was, errrrrrrrr…14?

Great times.
Slightly dangerous, but I wasn’t supposed to tell my mom.
Nothing major, just machine guns.
🙂

I was on this site…

THIS is the actual CD cover.
😦

JUST as I got a 45 sec tease and EXCITED over HIGH-HEAVEN that
I’d finally get to purchase it…

and AFTER I signed up, etc
I get THIS:

Yeah, DUH, by ME!
But when I click on BUY NOW…this is what I’m repeatedly getting.
GRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!

I’m on this site now, giving it a shot.
Wish me luck!
If I get it downloaded, I’ll upload it so you guys can give it a listen.
🙂

JUST as I was getting all excited…
checking out and the such

BOOM:

 You mean, as in receiving an actual CD?!!?!?
**Crying on the inside**

I swear to God, ever since that time in Tampa where I ran away and left all my shit:
2 huge suitcases of clothes
(ALL designer back in the day. Polos were by far the cheapest at $50 or so a pop.)
ALL my CDs (Remember those case holders…yeah, about 5 of those big ones)
one of those big ass 100 + 1 CD changer, dual tape player entertainment consoles
and whatever else to run away…
(as I heard that my “friend” Bear and his girlfriend were going to try pimp me out.
My poor one guy shy of a virgin privates! OMG! HELL NO!)

I’ve been yearning for this CD.
The only thing out of everything I lost.
It’s the only thing that I want to replace but haven’t been able to.
When I know one of my Haitian friends are going to Haiti
I ask them to try and find it for me.
No luck.
Well, guess I can just order it and have it sent to the US where my camera and shoes
are waiting for me.

I’m going to have the camera picked up and sent to the Bahamas
cuz my brother Anthony will be there and can bring it back to me, here in Holland.
Bear’s uncle was a BIG TIME famous pimp who used to roll with a BIG NAME rapper
back in the late 1990s. God. I wish my memory were better.
YOU’D KNOW HIM.
TRUST ME.

Even if you don’t listen to rap.
It may come to me and I’ll let you know, once I know.
(I’mma go google rappers of the 90s after I finish this)
I guess Bear and his sissy-ass was trying to follow in his uncle’s footsteps.
Punk-ass bastard.

You think my life is colorful NOW!?!?!?
You shoulda had a GoPro on my head back in my Tampa days.
How I made it out alive during THOSE years…is the true mystery of my life.

I really wish I could listen to this song.
It brings back so many great feelings and memories just by thinking about
how much I loved it.
😦

I’m not one to ask for much…**WAAAAAAAAA**
😛

I think that’s why I can live without feining for material possessions
because between motorcycles, cars, jewelry, designer clothes, CDs, you name it
POOF.
I don’t have them.
Crashed (not by me – I find it hard to say “NO” when I know, if it were me, I’d like the answer to be “YES”
However, I’d be more RESPONSIBLE with other people’s SHIT!). Stolen. Lost. Left. Given away.

Besides all the shit I have stored at my parents house, (which is mostly sentimental shit)
all I have fits into ONE large suitcase
a carryon and a backpack.
I travel yearly, with just that.
And, right now, as I look around my hotel room…I feel I’m already surrounded by too much “STUFF.”

After living year after year like this…you begin to realize how much “unnecessary” shit
you accumulate. The only time I have to bulk up on shit is in colder climates.
I typical prepare for all seasons cuz I never know where life may take me.
However, with this long stint here in Europe (during some of the winter months)
I have decided, the COLD is definitely NOT for me anymore.
I went down to Brazil for 5 weeks.
All I had was my carryon and backpack.
THIS is the way to live!

Sandals…shorts…bikinis…tops…and a few dresses and a pair of heels to go out.
Simple.
NO thick ass jackets or jeans, etc.
Aaaaaack.
ONE pair of jeans is like equal to 3 beach shorts!
(in regards to packing.)

I was researching for this “commune” idea of mine as I want to have a place
as DETACHED from the world as possible…
and where I can grow yummy fruits, nuts and veggies.
Thailand, the DR and South America came to mind.
These places have people that don’t have so much…
where luxuries aren’t the “common”

however, they’ve got the freshest fruits and produce.
To where America and other developed nations need it shipped in.
Who’s really got the luxuries?

I ask?

Especially when these are the destinations those of “luxury”
go to escape their world?

Right. It’s 12:30PM. Shit, need to get or order something to eat.

 I hope you are having a beautiful day.
I shared this with my friends the other day…cuz I was having such an amazing one.
I hope you like and it brings an extra ZEST to your day.

😀

 

Fashion Representing Freedom

Fashion designer Tala Raassi recalls being lashed in Iran as a teenager for wearing a skirt. Raassi’s experience led her to embrace fashion as a symbol of freedom. She now designs swimsuits, including the fashions worn by Miss Universe contestants

 

Eastern Europe. Booked. 13 Countries.

I just basically held up a map and drew a line from the top of Eastern Europe down.
Unfortunately, visa services for Belarus are suspended, which is a shame cuz I really
wanted to hit Minsk.
There’s a really cool documentary I posted a while back, you can find it here:

http://365dazeofyou.com/2012/03/25/belarus-visa-services-suspended-government-controlled-cyber-info/

It’s really sad, the imbalance between the “free” and the “enslaved.”
In all aspects of life.

13 seems to be my number this year, so…13 countries it is.
Need to keep on the lucky (destined) trail.
😛

Now to research things I can unveil in each one.
Let me know if there’s anything you wanna see, or for me to capture…
if I can fit it in, I will.

XOXOXOX

 
 

The Art in Inhumanity. From Brothels to the CIA.

As I was plonkin’ around, doing my “thing” I decided to find ART.
Brothel Art.
Why connect the CIA to brothels?
Operation Midnight Climax.

The CIA opened up brothels, gave the “customers” LSD and then watched them have sex
through one way mirrors. They did it in brothels to ensure the men wouldn’t report
the incident to local police. (because of embarrassment)

OMC stemmed from the CIA’s Project MKULTRA.
It’s aim was to explore the effects and use of “mind-control” drugs
such as LSD, Heroin, and Sodium Pentothal (Truth Serum).
(War drugs)

When I was younger, I wanted to work for the CIA, mainly because I wanted to know.
I wanted to know the “EVIL” that happens behind their corrupt, misguided and unethical doors.
(But then I’d be their puppet and no better then they are)
There’s no difference between the CIA (government) and the mafia.
One’s just got the “legal” green light behind them.
Or, shall we say, a bigger cloak to protect themselves with.

In short: Power.

Shit’s FUUUUCKED up and it starts from the top
so how do we expect a change from the bottom?

Hope?

First step is for a massive awakening.
However, with Facebook, Instagram, the Jersey Shore, Farmville??? etc etc numbing our minds
and quietly re-programming REAL action into a simple “like” and “share” making
folks think they are actually making a dent in serious global issues…

Oh……..my……..God.

And the “reality” phenomena where people rather sit on their couch and WATCH other people live
their fabricated lives?

Wow.

K, I’mma stop the blabber.
Hope you enjoy the art.
🙂

 

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(GFE) Girlfriend Experience – ‎”If it flies, floats or fucks…it’s cheaper to rent.”

Sometimes after I have sex, I wish, I dunno like, you know I hadn’t done it.
I hate it when it’s over. It’s like, is that it?
The chase is the best part. That’s where all the excitement is.
You know, it’s, it’s…it’s a turn on that somewhere there’s a girl,
standing on a corner and she’s waiting to have sex with me.

You can approach these perfect 10s and you know you are going to get somewhere.
I can have plenty of good sex with tons of decent looking women, but what I can not get is that kick ass
super tight body 19 year old man, I would DEFINITELY pay for that.

Well, we all wish we drove a Porsche, but realistically all we are ever gonna own is a Honda
so we are lucky that we can always rent one for a couple of hours.

** Priorities. Guess I should be “lucky” that I’m not ugly, gross and pathetic
and can have my “Porsches” (I’ve actually had a 911, don’t know what all the hooplah’s about)
and “drive” em too? **

I guess for me, I think of it as…”If you put ALL that energy you use (waste) into trying to get laid…
into something of actual substance, can you imagine all the awesomeness you can generate?
Instead of just shootin’ a load…?”

Therein lies my frustration.

GFE – Girlfriend Experience (2008)
Love is more expensive than sex.

Stumbled upon this by accident while lookin’ up the original stream for the above movie.
The Girlfriend Experience (2009)


Yes, different movie.
A drama set in the days leading up to the 2008 Presidential election,
and centered on a high-end Manhattan call girl meeting the challenges of her boyfriend,
her clients, and her work.

 

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