Pac Please Forgive Me

After the Taylor Swift incident Kanye West took a hiatus. So I guess I can't beat myself up too much for my sabbatical. It's officially been 31 days since I wrote and recorded my last verse. Now for you that remember the Luke you have seen for the last two years, you would understand how BIG of a deal this is. Symbolically 31 has always been my favorite number. My father had me at the age of 31, his father had him at the age of 31. My grandfather died at the age of 31. That was also the number I was given in football. This number has followed me my entire life. So starting tonight Music Is My Life has officially ended. The next saga is soon to come.

Vivid memories continue to flood my mind. Secluded in time. There they will stand until eternity ends. As she sits down reluctantly staring into my eyes, she speaks silent words that I could never forget. The slow echoes of her footprints follow behind me like a shadow. So dark. So quiet. But that remarkable siloette still appears every time I turn around.

But there never seems to be enough time to do the things you want to do once you find them.

Maybe in another time. Maybe in another place. Maybe if the time was right and no one had mistakes to make. If life was meant to be what we intended it to be then maybe oh just maybe we could find a way to make it be. But in this world you only play the cards you're dealt and even though spring melts away, frozen in time are the things I felt. Very rarely will you find me taking time out of my day to share a memoir from a book I try so hard to keep tucked away. But tonight, i'll open up and let you know. For once in my life it's hard to let go. To watch something you've never had pass away into the past. So at last, I'll raise my glass and give you a toast. Woman that should've been. But the one that never could've been due to unfortunate circumstance. If fate was nice enough to give us all a second chance then I can say without a doubt I would've gave a second glance. But with no time to rewind and death being the trap that binds, it seems that the dreams will have to fade away into cupids selfish regime. It was nice to meet you even though that's all that happened. So continue to sing your beautiful song and I'll continue clapping all night long.

XYBT

Funny how life changes. Seems like yesterday I was sitting in the Riverdale Track locker room wondering where I would be in the future. Well, I'm not finished yet, but it sure is interesting where I am now. Ironically, I'm sitting here on my laptop still contemplating where my future will take me. In the last year, life has changed so much. I've gained a new group of friends. I hardly even talk to the same people I did when I was sitting in that old locker room. With all the changes one thing remains the same, I know I was born for something more than a 9 to 5. Let the clock make a couple more rotations and I'll prove it to you. XYBT TILL IT KILLS ME

Dreams

Ten Rules For Being Human.

Ten Rules for Being Human

by Cherie Carter-Scott

1.	You will receive a body. You may like it or hate it, but it's yours to keep for the entire period.
2.	You will learn lessons. You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called, "life."
3.	There are no mistakes, only lessons. Growth is a process of trial, error, and experimentation. The "failed" experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiments that ultimately "work."
4.	Lessons are repeated until they are learned. A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can go on to the next lesson.
5.	Learning lessons does not end. There's no part of life that doesn't contain its lessons. If you're alive, that means there are still lessons to be learned.
6.	"There" is no better a place than "here." When your "there" has become a "here", you will simply obtain another "there" that will again look better than "here."
7.	Other people are merely mirrors of you. You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects to you something you love or hate about yourself.
8.	What you make of your life is up to you. You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.
9.	Your answers lie within you. The answers to life's questions lie within you. All you need to do is look, listen, and trust.
10.	You will forget all this.

It's Time To Stop When Ya Lips Start Tingling...

Marvin's Room-Drake

Go Listen please!

Elvis, Kool-Aid, and a house full of memories..

Sitting here surrounded by a childhood of memories with a glass full of Kool-Aid, I'm reflecting on past thoughts I once had. Constantly wondering where I'm going to be in five years from now. A couple of hours ago, I went to look at a house that a couple of my newlywed friends will hopefully get in the near future. As they showed me around the outside of the house, I couldn't help but admire what they have. It's nice to see people in love. I mean, I observe daily the people around me. There are so many relationships, some struggling and some going strong and steady, yet either way, I still feel this emptiness down in my soul that tells me both are doing better than me. What's more important than to have someone to face the world with? Even if it's for a second. The timeless question is still being asked today, "Is it better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all?" So still pondering an answer, I refill my empty glass of Kool-Aid and turn Elvis back up.

America, We're Sorry.

Happy 4th of July! I can't find a job to save my life. Happy 4th of July! The economies getting worse everyday. I just wish 2Pac were still alive to run for President. Happy 4th of July! Gas prices are still at $3.Something/gallon..I thought we found a new oil deposit? Happy 4th of July! You really think the best is yet to come? Come on people, as long as we keep electing the same people, who are connected to the same people, we're never getting anything accomplished. But half of you won't even read this and you that do, won't care. At least enough to do anything about it. America has become lazy, we lack motivation, and we believe more in Marijuana than we do in our dreams and aspirations. Happy 4th of July! Enjoy.

HOW THE LAMES STOLE MUSIC!!!

DO YOU EVEN HAVE TO RAP TO BE A RAPPER NOW DAYS?!

I'M BEYOND THE POINT OF IRRITATED! HOW RIDICULOUS ARE YOU PEOPLE NOW?! HAS DR. SUESS WRITTEN A SEQUEL TO "HOW THE GRINCH STOLE CHRISTMAS" CALLED, "HOW THE LAMES STOLE MUSIC." FOR THE SAKE OF THE HUMAN SOCIETY, LEARN WHAT GOOD MUSIC IS! I'M NOT EVEN TALKING ABOUT ONE SPECIFIC GENRE. I'M TALKING MUSIC AS A WHOLE.

UNDERSTAND THIS IS NOT A DIS. I'M NOT TAKING SHOTS AT ANYONE. I JUST CAN'T HOLD THIS CRAP IN ANYMORE. I JUST WATCHED THE LATEST VIDEO OF A LOCAL GROUP IN TOWN. I THINK THE GUY IN THE VIDEO STARTED RAPPING THE DAY OF THE VIDEO SHOOT. IT WAS ABSOLUTELY HORRIFIC!!! IF YOU ARE DUMB ENOUGH TO LIKE THESE IDIOTIC WAKA FLAKA TYPE WANNA BE RAPPERS...AND I'M STRETCHING IT BIG TIME BY CALLING THEM RAPPERS, THEN NEVER LIKE MY MUSIC. IT WOULD BE AN INSULT FOR YOU TO LIKE ME AND LIKE THEM TOO.

YOU KNOW WHAT, EVEN BETTER...JUST DELETE ME AS YOUR FRIEND..I DON'T  WANNA ACCOMPANY MYSELF WITH IDIOTS. THIS IS RIDICULOUS.

Even if you don't smoke..you gonna light up!-Wayne

6:38 haha

Music Is My Religion

What's better than being on stage performing what you work so diligently towards? Nothing. Complaints fill my mind on the daily. I'm not as wealthy as I wanna be. I'm not as healthy as I wanna be. I need to prove to the world that I can make it. My mind is a playground of it's own. But even with such complaints, I still have one thing I hold dear. Music. Nothing in life is absolute except for music. It generates emotions found deep within people's souls that is indescribable. If music were boxing, I'd be the World Champion. If it were The Olympics, I'd have millions of gold metals. Why? Because I work harder than anyone you know. There's not a moment in the day that I'm not thinking about what I can do to improve artistically. If I were Buddhist, I'd go to the temple. If I were of the Islamic faith, I'd attend the Mosque. If I were Christian, I'd be at a church on Sunday. My religion's music, therefore I live in the studio. I guess that makes me a priest or something. Whatever way you look at it, I'm bound to reach heaven soon enough.

It Always Starts With A Poem.

I saw her today, but what did I say?

A lot of things in my head before she drove away.

I asked her how's her new lover, does she like it?

Did she ever second think walking away or even fight it?

Was it as normal as taking a breath?

The words I once said are now called regrets.

Hey, how's your stepdad? You finally get used to him?

Hey, what about your real dad, you still compare me to him?

We're living Gemini lifestyles, what can I say?

He still doesn't have your mom, what does that say?

We live, laugh, and love then the story's portrayed as if we're absurd or a little deranged, but we're not.

If the face in the mirror still leads you to sorrow,

The face behind this pen will still be here tomorrow.

So don't cry, I'll still be here like the sunrise.

But I suggest you don't wait too long, cause when fame grips my ties,

I'll be gone. And I aint coming back. I hope you understand that.

I saw you today, but what did I say?

A lot of things in my head before you drove away.