<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367</id><updated>2011-07-30T17:50:46.378-07:00</updated><category term='DOA'/><category term='it&apos;s a new day'/><category term='new york city'/><category term='earth'/><category term='ashton kutcher'/><category term='death of autotune'/><category term='nature'/><category term='blackwater'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='war'/><category term='location'/><category term='craigslist'/><category term='30 rock'/><category term='united states'/><category term='brooklyn'/><category term='rappers'/><category term='flip mino HD'/><category term='veterans'/><category term='alicia keys'/><category term='blueprint 3'/><category term='weather'/><category term='Rubber Soul'/><category term='new music'/><category term='rock'/><category term='illmatic'/><category term='sam cooke'/><category term='thomas'/><category term='economy'/><category term='cigarettes'/><category term='government'/><category term='roots'/><category term='jay-z'/><category term='Blipfm'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='gravity'/><category term='depression'/><category term='album'/><category term='obama'/><category term='alcohol'/><category term='Legal Hustle'/><category term='people'/><category term='astoria'/><category term='chrysler building'/><category term='pharmaceutical'/><category term='New York Times'/><category term='marijuana'/><category term='james brown'/><category term='Love'/><category term='1969'/><category term='bands'/><category term='2006'/><category term='remix'/><category term='madoff'/><category term='china'/><category term='president'/><category term='politics thomas'/><category term='north korea'/><category term='Revolver'/><category term='ironworker'/><category term='broooklyn'/><category term='hip-hop'/><category term='queens'/><category term='republican'/><category term='Beautiful Mind'/><category term='roommate'/><category term='2003'/><category term='Queensbridge'/><category term='drunk driver'/><category term='spirit of apollo'/><category term='Wikipedia'/><category term='manhattan'/><category term='trees'/><category term='silvercup'/><category term='soul'/><category term='pink floyd'/><category term='murder'/><category term='physics'/><category term='optimistic'/><category term='new york'/><category term='recession'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='gossip girl'/><category term='politics'/><category term='tears for fears'/><category term='first'/><category term='generation kill'/><category term='nas'/><category term='great kills'/><category term='taliban'/><category term='life'/><category term='song cry'/><category term='Cormega'/><category term='under the sheets'/><category term='westchester'/><category term='mathematics'/><category term='Walk'/><category term='grip'/><category term='jimi hendrix'/><category term='independence'/><category term='film'/><category term='pakistan'/><category term='entourage'/><category term='afghanistan'/><category term='late night'/><title type='text'>justsomethoughtsfromthemind</title><subtitle type='html'>new york city brooklyn queens staten bronx walk hip-hop soul folk rock &amp;amp; roll peace war progress revolution is happening evolution and love</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-3397220408142417019</id><published>2009-09-28T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:56:51.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Let Me Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzRwrPWWlCE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uzRwrPWWlCE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3:39 if i were on the highest cliff, on the highest riff, and you slipped off the side and clenched on in your life in my grip, i would never, ever let you down, and when these words are found, let it be known that Gods penmanship has been signed with a language called love that's why my breath is felt by the deaf and why my words are heard &amp;amp; confined to the ears of the blind i too dream in color and in rhyme, so i guess i'm 1 of a kind in a full house, because every time i open my heart, my soul or my mouth a touch of God reigns out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-3397220408142417019?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/3397220408142417019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/09/never-let-me-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/3397220408142417019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/3397220408142417019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/09/never-let-me-down.html' title='Never Let Me Down'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-1240020892470641665</id><published>2009-09-12T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:59:32.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimi hendrix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1969'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rappers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thomas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blueprint 3'/><title type='text'>Band of Gypsies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SqyJyB4ddGI/AAAAAAAAABg/JXry2tdlt38/s1600-h/0000013823_3501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SqyJyB4ddGI/AAAAAAAAABg/JXry2tdlt38/s400/0000013823_3501.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380827147392611426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the best live albums ever created. 1969.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking this between 1 and 2 AM listening.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;None of these systemized boardroom approved bands/rappers/musicians - people without life experience &amp;amp; passion on both ends of the spectrum are going to accomplish anything like what Jimi Hendrix in his short time did. They may get a hit song or two and an iphone app tie-in product placement (I am definitely NOT T-pain) but none of them are giving their heart &amp;amp; soul to the music that will be heard forever if people can feel it. That's the difference between us &amp;amp; them. Anyone who's met me already knows. I don't need to make music for money. It's not the key to the bank for me. It's the key to my life. Like Hov and Swizz said on 'On to the Next One' ... I've got a million ways to get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;You know who's in the Band of Gypsies? ALL OF US. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-1240020892470641665?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/1240020892470641665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/09/band-of-gypsies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/1240020892470641665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/1240020892470641665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/09/band-of-gypsies.html' title='Band of Gypsies'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SqyJyB4ddGI/AAAAAAAAABg/JXry2tdlt38/s72-c/0000013823_3501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-7008423487193177616</id><published>2009-08-04T16:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:10:02.735-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk driver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cigarettes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pharmaceutical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='westchester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marijuana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><title type='text'>I CAN'T STAND IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;City Room: Driver in Deadly Crash Was Drunk, Officials Say By AL BAKER and SEWELL CHAN Today, 6:13 PM The driver in a Westchester crash that killed eight people had used marijuana, and vodka was found in her vehicle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;I'm not even going to link to the article, because why read it? What more is to be said? A drunk driver killed 8 people. Oh but, don't forget, they USED MARIJUANA!   YEA I AM SURE THEY CRASHED BECAUSE THEY USED MARIJUANA, NOT BECAUSE THEY WERE DRINKING VODKA. The fact that they even mention that shows what kind of nonsensical bullshit(excuse my language &amp;amp; caps... but... REALLY) our entire media &amp;amp; political systems are on. They're all on the same page in the wrong book. I posted something on facebook yesterday, an article which said that 10.5% of Americans are on some kind of anti-depressant medication. 10.5%! Think about that, 1 in 10 people you look at is on a pill which alters the chemical balance of their brains. 1 in 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;And now today, I see this. A clear case of a drunk driver killing people. But they have to throw in that they used marijuana. Not as a sidenote at the end of the article. Not as a detail included in the analysis. But mentioned first before the true devil which is LEGAL. A plant that grows in the ground freely if you toss seeds in the grown, like any other weed. But it is a killer. It is destructive. It results in death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Not those pills. They don't kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Not those bottles, no, they don't drive people to be foolish at best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;deadly at worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;sold at every corner store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;and then wonder why we smoke cigarettes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I really can't stand it. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-7008423487193177616?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/7008423487193177616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cant-stand-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/7008423487193177616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/7008423487193177616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cant-stand-it.html' title='I CAN&apos;T STAND IT'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-4458355658458723591</id><published>2009-06-08T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:55:53.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queensbridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cormega'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legal Hustle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beautiful Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york city'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Mind</title><content type='html'>this song deserves it's own blog post&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one of my favorites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span 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class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;"born in the city which never sleeps to rest in peace, it's carved in stone some starved while others bled to eat, rap is my legacy i leave my seed my destiny except I hope she never sees the treachery  success can bring" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-4458355658458723591?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/4458355658458723591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/06/beautiful-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/4458355658458723591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/4458355658458723591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/06/beautiful-mind.html' title='Beautiful Mind'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-3898297407003126320</id><published>2009-06-08T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T06:12:01.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death of autotune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jay-z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='astoria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york city'/><title type='text'>Death of Auto-Tune (Remix)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i4nCPwNr17g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i4nCPwNr17g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;this is that live history truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;rebirth of the golden era&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;I might just get my grandfather on this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;he sounds exactly like Sinatra, Sicilian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;hustle strong he used to sell apples on the streets of astoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;music is the only truth that's historically correct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;HOV - pop the shot heard the world only on hot 97&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;might just spark the revolution, check out my melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;NO, it will not be televised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;my people which side are you on? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;it goes way beyond a reasonable doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;C said turn off the effects, speak ya clout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;if ya not nice &amp;amp; smooth on acapella stop now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;put the mic down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;a flow doesn't need a beat to be sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;if your voice is heat anyone can see the sun through the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;you can feel my emotion, it's raw power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;HOV - remind the streets what it's about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;I KNOW WE FACING A RECESSION BUT THE MUSIC YA'LL MAKING GON' MAKE IT THE GREAT DEPRESSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-3898297407003126320?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/3898297407003126320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/06/death-of-auto-tune-remix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/3898297407003126320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/3898297407003126320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/06/death-of-auto-tune-remix.html' title='Death of Auto-Tune (Remix)'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-4660313764672117559</id><published>2009-06-07T22:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:41:45.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackwater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='north korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashton kutcher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tears for fears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics thomas'/><title type='text'>Rule</title><content type='html'>6.8.09 &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can I say? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No war we should take time to think, the bombs and tanks make mankind extinct"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The number 1 song in the US on June 11, 1985 (my born day) was Tears for Fears "Everybody Wants to Rule the World". In 2001 NaS recorded a song called "Rule" in which I took the above quote from. The music from that song was made up entirely of samples of the Tears for Fears song. I truly feel I was born to speak up and there have been many reminders in my life of what I'm here to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to talk a little about something that happened on twitter today, I was doing my thing per usual and I see a post that says &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@aplusk: This should be a national crisis, send in Blackwater RT NYtimes Alert North Korea Sentences Journalists to 12 years in Labor prison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, first of all, I know he was joking, but there's nothing funny about Blackwater, the fact that they kill people, the fact that they are paid by US tax dollars (read: YOUR MONEY), it's just bad all around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@thomasthought WAR IS OVER IF YOU WANT IT, SOUNDS LIKE YOU WANT A FIGHT, You have an influence! Stop blowing it please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@thomasthought If john lennon were alive he'd set you straight, but he's not, and I'm not famous yet so you won't listen to me. Guns won't solve it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now keep in mind user @aplusk has 2 million followers on twitter. That means his every posted thought gets transmitted to his followers who subconsciously or consciously get the idea that blackwater(or anything) is something to joke about is cool. I didn't expect him to reply, to his credit, he did :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@aplusk I don't think fighting is the first alternative or the second but holding american hostages is not kosher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't say this to him but I thought - First or second? that's it? You don't even try or conceive that there might be a third or good lord, even a fourth option? My response:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@thomasthought true it's not kosher but sending guys in with guns is gonna get SOMEONE killed, guaranteed. We can work it out my brother, have faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To which he totally ignored and moments later made this statement to his 2 million followers(no doubt mostly American):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@aplusk we should find out what the largest social network is in china and run a campaign to encourage the people there 2 help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@aplusk bottom line, china needs to step it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, he totally changed the topic, and ignored what I said about him making light of an AMERICAN SUPPORTED private military mercenary company. My response:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@thomasthought before we try to encourage the people of China to action we should address the apathy right here. It's US that needs to help more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was not surprised that the statement was ignored. Everybody Wants to Rule the World, it's our turn now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-4660313764672117559?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/4660313764672117559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/06/rule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/4660313764672117559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/4660313764672117559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/06/rule.html' title='Rule'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-3350399294186046327</id><published>2009-06-07T14:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:53:15.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ironworker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flip mino HD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chrysler building'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thomas'/><title type='text'>City Visions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SizDCU_D5_I/AAAAAAAAABY/XYjphUiGcmg/s1600-h/Old_timer_structural_worker2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SizDCU_D5_I/AAAAAAAAABY/XYjphUiGcmg/s400/Old_timer_structural_worker2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344861302542297074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px; max-height: 234px; padding: 8px; margin: 0 auto auto 2px; overflow-y: auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; width: 113px; height: 100px; padding: 0; margin: 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.share-server.com/view/content/47ad41da-53ac-11de-feb6-d9552f04950f"&gt;&lt;img src="http://share-server.com/view/post/47ad41da-53ac-11de-feb6-d9552f04950f" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12px Tahoma; color: #2f2f2f; padding: 0; margin: 0 123px 0 0;"&gt;Flip Mino Camcorder with Personalized Design - Available only at www.theflip.com. Check out this unique Flip Mino design. The Flip Mino camcorder combines remarkable video quality in a pocket-sized package. Now personalizable - create yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11px Tahoma;padding: 0; margin: 8px 0;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #005cff;" href="http://www.share-server.com/view/content/47ad41da-53ac-11de-feb6-d9552f04950f"&gt;View &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11px Tahoma;padding: 0; margin: 8px 0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11px Tahoma;padding: 0; margin: 8px 0;"&gt;I've been thinking about getting one of these a while now... found out you could design your own from any picture... I couldn't resist! Check out the one I designed using the photo above!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 11px Tahoma;padding: 0; margin: 8px 0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-3350399294186046327?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/3350399294186046327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/06/flip-mino-camcorder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/3350399294186046327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/3350399294186046327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/06/flip-mino-camcorder.html' title='City Visions'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SizDCU_D5_I/AAAAAAAAABY/XYjphUiGcmg/s72-c/Old_timer_structural_worker2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-4496687221866271693</id><published>2009-05-05T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2003'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mathematics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alicia keys'/><title type='text'>slow down</title><content type='html'>5.5.09&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alicia keys is telling and convincing me to take my time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was in 2003 and in 6 years later it's reminding me a lesson I thought I'd learned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to get ahead of myself because what's coming is going to be enough that I don't need to charge into it. Life is already a blink. I want to see as much as I can in that one glimpse. The human eye can pick up a lot of information in a second. I wonder what the upload rate of an iris is(I am sure someone somewhere has thought that). I think I read something that a computer capable of operating at the speed of a human brain is in the works. We're flying. Light speed? We already send youtube and netflix via fiber optic cables, what's to stop us from trying to send something physical? Oh, we'd have to figured out how to destroy something before we can learn how to put it back together. I guess that's how it works? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm reading a book about mathematics that follows the path of philosophy, astronomy and mathematics throughout history from Greco-Roman, to the middle/dark ages, to the middle eastern arabic world and finally back to renaissance europe. I was thinking reading it that I never understood trigonometry much in school but then again I never took an astronomy class - which is what trigonometry was invented for by the greeks. I work in the film business and as I was taught and tell people - rule #1 is "See the big picture". I was learning trig equations with no idea of their practical use. IF only the teacher had on the first day read my the story of a greek philosopher who was trying to figure out the sky. Then I would've gotten it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But such is life, a lesson learned every day, something you thought you'd never get came crystal clear. I'm still learning. Life is all around me and I'm doing my best to see it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take your time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-4496687221866271693?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/4496687221866271693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/05/slow-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/4496687221866271693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/4496687221866271693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/05/slow-down.html' title='slow down'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-6323917250551698408</id><published>2009-04-26T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:55:03.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taliban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blipfm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wikipedia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pakistan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rubber Soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great kills'/><title type='text'>the Word</title><content type='html'>have you heard? The word is Love.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;April 26, 10AM on a beautiful 76 degree Sunday morning in New York City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started my morning off with Revolver and a blunt. Now I'm on to Rubber Soul and some reading. I picture someone in 1966 doing the same exact thing as I, listening to the Beatles and reading the New York Times. Though surely, in 1966 it was on vinyl and the paper was a page. Today it's a bit different. I've got an article about the Napoleonic code in wikipedia in one tab, this journal post in the other, and a NYtimes article about the Taliban in Pakistan in the next. There's so much going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What Goes On"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blip.fm is my new favorite website. Mine is @ blip.fm/GreatKills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone should check it out. I love it. Great way to find new music and be reminded of great songs you'd forgotten about. It's now spring and June is just around the corner. It's been a long, cold winter. I'm so happy to be finally out of it. Every next day I wake up is the best day of my life and all is well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-6323917250551698408?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/6323917250551698408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/04/word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/6323917250551698408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/6323917250551698408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/04/word.html' title='the Word'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-976738469754051216</id><published>2009-04-21T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the rain song</title><content type='html'>Another spring is born. It's now tuesday, April 21,  &lt;br /&gt;2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-976738469754051216?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/976738469754051216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/04/rain-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/976738469754051216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/976738469754051216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/04/rain-song.html' title='the rain song'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-6889450810749184772</id><published>2009-03-28T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madoff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink floyd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the Machine</title><content type='html'>"Wish You Were Here" came out in 1975.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 'Welcome my Son... Welcome to the Machine'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was 10 years prior to my birth. Some of my earliest memories (and certainly my earliest memories of music) are of listening to Pink Floyd that my father was playing. I remember hearing michael jackson with my mother. But certain songs and phrases stand out. 7 years old hearing "welcome to the machine" and maybe I got the idea, hey, what is the machine? What is this guy talking about? And I remember the feeling I got when I heard these songs. It was something different, something that I felt and took note of somewhere back in my brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The machine is a manufactured system that has been built and established for a long time. The machine does not have compassion or care for human beings and the things which sustain their happiness. The machine is only concerned with productivity, maximum output and efficiency. The machine is built of outer shells of armor which reflect any outside attacks. The machine can only be dismantled and REBUILT (note I do not say destroy) from within. I do not know how but I have a feeling that this is the only way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The machine is not barnard madoff. The machine is the tools, structures and environment in which he was allowed to take advantage of so many people. Putting him in jail does not stop the machine from being used by another man with the same clever tricks. Justice is not revenge. Justice is fairness. The machine is not fair, the machine is unforgiving and merciless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;//On a side note I'm listening to the album and just as the song "Wish You Were Here" came on my father called me. //&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-6889450810749184772?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/6889450810749184772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-to-machine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/6889450810749184772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/6889450810749184772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-to-machine.html' title='Welcome to the Machine'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-5043118115496831311</id><published>2009-03-15T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:02:12.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gravity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roots'/><title type='text'>all of the trees in the field will clap their hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.fm/~7u6sf"&gt;Sufjan Stevens - All the Trees of the Field Will Clap Their Hands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please listen to that as you read this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel that we as human beings are just as much a part of the Earth as trees. And though we lack the physical roots in the ground, for every fall and attempt to reach something higher we are drawn back towards the earth by gravity.  Which coincidentally, the story goes, was discovered by a man while he was sitting under a tree. We bind ourselves to the grass, the streets, the plains, the valleys and the mountains. We build planes and spaceships to get away or over it all but in the end we're nothing without standing on solid ground. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Way Down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-5043118115496831311?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/5043118115496831311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-of-trees-in-field-will-clap-their.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/5043118115496831311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/5043118115496831311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-of-trees-in-field-will-clap-their.html' title='all of the trees in the field will clap their hands'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-8274439132122377930</id><published>2009-03-03T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='united states'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thomas'/><title type='text'>soothing (a beautiful day) 2006</title><content type='html'>Originally written and recorded in 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;put me on stage and I'll change the world, period&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready to die for my words and I'm serious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being alive is a funny thing if you think about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are you really alive if you don't think about living?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or are you just another zombie walking the streets leaching&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off of the nearest gift, a zombie that doesn't live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he just takes and takes, until there's no brains left, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he devours the thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm starving, I just woke up and already I'm lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what the fuck man?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex Mazz... my man should be on world tour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it seems the world ignores what's most important&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at the wars, who gets more than a portion of the proceeds?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're god damn right it's not a charity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's helping you and what's helping me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm killing myself just to be here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sound is astounding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drowning out the pounding of all this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;construction around me, we seek bigger and better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;climbing ladders of success, filling each space, isn't a great?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a place for each of us, until there's a house where my backyard was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now the birds are gone, look what I wake up to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's all heavy duty, like laughter isn't always from happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes it's to hide what really is happening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you wanna ask me this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if I really care if people wanna buy my shit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I'm out to break this monopoly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;using hip-hop to expose this hypocrisy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;people got a lot of dreams but they're too busy sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too worried about making money instead of making love free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;put me with NaS and AZ, Cormega &amp;amp; Foxy status Firm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what I learn I can't return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can't buy my cost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can't sign my thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm ready to die for my words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because I believe in what's right for this world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the people in power won't like when we learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that the dollar is hours and our time is earned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not trying to sell records, i'm not jealous of what's better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give respect but I see so many waste a choice for a check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it seems to get big you've gotta say what's already said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so repetitive, rehashed trash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like my last weeks blunt ashes and I'm tryin' to quit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so tired of the bullshit, what happened to the rest?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B.I.G., L, Pac and Pun, they're all dead, it's just one big coincidence huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah... it's bigger than east verse west&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to school and passed all my history tests&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you ever heard of divide &amp;amp; conquer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ever wonder why one side is dying in hunger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the other is given enough just to keep then under control?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was it cocaine, crack or adderrol, everyone's getting high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only difference is if it's from the block or prescribed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't take it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pharmacy's laughing to the bank &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think about the working class how we've all had ashy knuckles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but they don't want you to know that they just want you to hate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and only trust your own man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god damn I can't take it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;inside it's a soothing  beautiful day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;outside it's not the same&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;∞2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-8274439132122377930?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/8274439132122377930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/03/soothing-beautiful-day-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/8274439132122377930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/8274439132122377930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/03/soothing-beautiful-day-2006.html' title='soothing (a beautiful day) 2006'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-8745756554597458704</id><published>2009-03-01T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip-hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit of apollo'/><title type='text'>Whachadoin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wickedlocal.com/bellingham/archive/x309573770/g25825877fd50d5aec25633065a9c7c5ce09a6e0ddf0bd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.wickedlocal.com/bellingham/archive/x309573770/g25825877fd50d5aec25633065a9c7c5ce09a6e0ddf0bd7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.1.09&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guys GOTTA get this N.A.S.A. 'Spirit of Apollo' album. Chali 2na, gift of gab, M.I.A., santogold, RZA, kanye, george clinton, Del the funkee homosapien, Qbert, DJ AM, ODB, and a bunch more are on these beats in the spirit of apollo, they require SPACE. Turn it loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More on life:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;check me at twitter.com/greatkills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I've been doing more videos on youtube.com/infthree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;check those out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keep rockin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-8745756554597458704?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/8745756554597458704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/03/whachadoin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/8745756554597458704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/8745756554597458704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/03/whachadoin.html' title='Whachadoin?'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-7339700729131909024</id><published>2009-02-18T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam cooke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thomas'/><title type='text'>thisisme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's 2009. After a week or so of pleasant weather, today it was a cold, cold rain. Why talk about the weather? I think we're all a product of our environment, and that where we are, and where we put ourselves is what makes us. Today was a cold, cold rain.  I didn't just feel it the form of cold hands and a chill wind going through the hole in my jeans. The mind is a funny thing, or rather the minds connection of things seemingly unrelated. I'll keep telling myself it's almost March. Time flies faster and faster before I know it we'll be in June and I won't have any worries... hopefully.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; Can you(the 3 people reading this) believe that this is my first post in my blog this year? People who know me know I spend all of my time connected but not often do I get the time to just sit and write in a long proper form. Pages here and there, but that's ink. My thoughts in my pages are more of an outburst of emotion(isn't that what music is?) than rational, fully functional thought. I'm going to try to post at least 3 or 4 times a week. Or at least once a week... I should set a a day. Today's wednesday... so, let that be it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; My last was post was just after Barack Obama was elected president. Now he's been inaugurated, and his stimulus package is rollin' along. (Makes me think of the Sam Cooke song "Ol' Man River"... he just keeps rolling along)Hard to keep up with the entire universe of information that is the internet.  I wonder what new incidences/events people of my generation are seeing due to the economies collapse? People worrying that NYC will go back to the city of the 70's. I doubt it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No doubt that shit is definitely spewing from the fan, but from what I've seen, there are too many intelligent young Americans to let it fall entirely from grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope all is well with everything &amp;amp; everyone in your world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love&amp;amp;peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-7339700729131909024?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/7339700729131909024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/02/thisisme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/7339700729131909024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/7339700729131909024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2009/02/thisisme.html' title='thisisme'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-8711234921194984412</id><published>2008-11-11T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jay-z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veterans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song cry'/><title type='text'>Song Cry</title><content type='html'>Today is 11/11, Veteran's day. Since my last post America has followed through on what I felt was a logical choice by electing Barack Obama to be our next president. Hopes are up, and at the same time, the world continues the same. When I think about it, in many ways(which I will explore in a different post), War is like the film business, "the show must go on". &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now it is 2008. The increasingly intense war in Afghanistan has been running for 7 years now. Somehow I keep forgetting I have to finish reading "Ghost Wars : The Secret History of the CIA in Afghanistan from September 1979 - September 10, 2001". It's like 800 pages long. The war in Iraq will reach it's 6th year a few short months in the beginning of 2009. Russia is puffing it's chest. Old soviet nations are taking sides and support between east &amp;amp; west. There are wars where the ideals &amp;amp; interests of a nation are fought for by men and women who represent neither side. But now we're going to have a President with a cool, calm, and collected demeanor. What will that mean as far as international relations? Will neo-cons fears of his 'niceness' being taken advantage of by rogue nations come true? Will he make amends with every world leader and give peace a chance successfully? Or will it all be much of the same? Change is a process, a slow movement, a few steps in a marathon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a long road. I'm listening to the Blueprint. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't see 'em coming down my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I gotta make the song cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;t &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-8711234921194984412?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/8711234921194984412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/8711234921194984412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/8711234921194984412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-cry.html' title='Song Cry'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-4159463547693754109</id><published>2008-09-04T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s a new day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimistic'/><title type='text'>It's a New Day</title><content type='html'>Thursday, 9.4 00 8 &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Another day all over the place. I'm calling my second album 'Walk'. There's a reason why. On the move and 'flying in' are words you often hear on the radio. Flying in! Fast. Motion. There's no time other than now to take your chance. Step. Don't just stand there. Move. Do SOMETHING. Walk. I walk everywhere. I enjoy it, surely it must be one of the human races greatest past times, going for a walk. The streets, roads and paths have changed. They've gone away. They've gone from dirt to stone to gravel. Back to grass. And we're on our own two feet. Bi-pedal. If you don't step you're not making use of the two. You need the two because without it you can't get to three. And we all know how important the third is. Sometimes I feel like my life is a constant state of a full count and the pitcher throwing fastballs at me. When I hit it's big, and when I miss it's just as big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lately it's been big for me. I'm very grateful and I think that the gratitude results in my optimistic attitude. I'm working hard, and I'm happy. I have to believe that it can only get better. I have to believe that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's a New Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-4159463547693754109?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/4159463547693754109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-new-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/4159463547693754109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/4159463547693754109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-new-day.html' title='It&amp;#39;s a New Day'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-9175843870174307970</id><published>2008-09-03T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silvercup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illmatic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossip girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entourage'/><title type='text'>One Time 4 Your Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Halftime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Almost there. Tomorrow's payday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it's friday, and yeah, friday's good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Illmatic playing, my O.G. iPhone which survived a pool but couldn't handle the crush of the pathfinder's door, is done for. I need to get the new one. There was an hour + wait at the 5th ave Apple store earlier. I'm not havin' that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am sometimes so very much in love with my job. At Silvercup studios, current home of Gossip Girl, 30 Rock &amp;amp; Entourage (yes they're in NYC for a few weeks). We're on stage 3 in the cafe / art gallery set. They put a giant balloon in the middle of the cleared gallery. We rigged 3 projectors in the corners of the room up above the ceiling.  We rigged one projector on a stand that had wheels so we could send the thing up as high as we wanted and roll it around the room. So we rigged everything, the projectionist comes in and hooks it up, the other two techs take out 4 macbook pro's (one for each) and start the animations. All it does is project the image of the computer screen onto the surface. The surface here happens to be a giant balloon ball about 7 feet across. Spinning and waving with the animation. Two camera guys come in, and the D.P. joins us. We like it. We're going to move the mounted projectors higher above the grid tomorrow for a better angle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We mess around with it. In comes the producers, the A.D. and the director of that episode going to be filmed. They like it. Everyone loves the giant trippy balloon (now with some crazy animations). Someone says "anything else?", someone else says "let's do acid" (NOT ME). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a fun day. I was in the cafe set(which is actually in the same spot where Dr. Melfi's  office once stood) making extensions for the crates that attach to the lights to direct the light, called snoots. I had my little table set up and my process was going. 10 Big ones and 4 littles ones. "Taking meticulous care &amp;amp; pride in accomplishing small tasks". My little work table was set-up in the cafe adjacent to the gallery set while people worked around me, clearing the set, hanging lights, painting walls, moving walls. Constant motion. Lifts, paint brushes, hammers, screw guns, cameras, lights, ACTION! The real action is there. Constant cast of new and old characters. I truly believe it is some other world of insanity sometimes. And I love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-9175843870174307970?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/9175843870174307970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-time-4-your-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/9175843870174307970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/9175843870174307970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-time-4-your-mind.html' title='One Time 4 Your Mind'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-7595016793804204543</id><published>2008-09-02T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roommate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craigslist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><title type='text'>Hello, Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today my former roommate(who was with living with me for the summer) moved out and went back to live with her family in China. She had been in New York for 6 years and was here going to school, she recently graduated from NYU. She's going back to run a charity that she had started when she was in high school. It's kind of sad really knowing that I won't see her for a long time(or ever! Who knows?). I can't imagine just up and leaving everything here behind, but then again, she's going home. I want to wish her luck on her journey and I hope she succeeds in everything she set out to do!&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I started a new roommate search. Within 10 minutes of posting &lt;a href="http://newyork.craigslist.org/brk/roo/824396852.html"&gt;my ad on craigslist&lt;/a&gt; I got over 10 responses. An hour and a half later and I've got 50 e-mails with people from all over. London, Australia, California, North Carolina, South Carolina, and other places. Students, artists, classical musicians, fashion interns, attorneys and even a self-described bad ass motha fucka. Even living in Williamsburg, Brooklyn a place known for it's out-of-town residents, I am surprised by the overwhelming response. New York is where people want to be. New York is where people come to learn. People leave New York all the time but I wonder if they ever leave the city behind for good. How could you? I look forward to having someone new in my world. I hope I can be a good host and representative of this great city I will always call home. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-7595016793804204543?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/7595016793804204543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/7595016793804204543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/7595016793804204543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-goodbye.html' title='Hello, Goodbye'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-3534116360534615057</id><published>2008-09-01T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thomas'/><title type='text'>Get Away</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel I've got to Get Away.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite Mobb Deep songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a long time since I've left this shining city on the sea of New York. And though I'm in love with it, and it is everything to me, and everything that I am is owed to the experiences I've had here, I feel like I need to escape it. The city that never sleeps. The city of lights. There is always something going on, but there's always something to miss out on. New York can and will beat you down. In every sense that you could be. It is a constantly in motion turbine of life. Spinning. A microcosm of the universe. I'm in it. Spinning with everyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a break! As it turns out, this isn't one of those rides you can just ask to stop and get off. We all have obligations. Responsibilities, necessary tasks to handle and an economic requirement to take care of. (Of course if you are certified BALLIN' like Jay-Z, none of this would matter and you'd go as you please, but, like myself, most people reading this aren't)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I want to lock myself in a room in a glass house in the middle of nowhere and make music for 6 months straight. I want to breathe in deep fresh air through an open roof without the exhaust of 8 million people. I want to lay on my back and see stars without the ever present glow of street lights.(Film school pro-tip: We get the color of streetlights by putting Sodium Vapor (Super white flame 232) diffusion in front of blue HMI lights). I want to walk on the Earth and save my tired feet from the constant pounding of concrete, marble, steel, and all types of stone they are subjected to being supported by. I want to walk on trails. I want to climb a mountain. I want to sit on a mountain and do what I've done in hundreds of places all over this city : write. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I want to get away, and I will. It's only a matter of time. But damn, don't you sometimes just wanna GO? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you read this and have any ideas on where I should go feel welcome to leave suggestions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-3534116360534615057?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/3534116360534615057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/get-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/3534116360534615057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/3534116360534615057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/09/get-away.html' title='Get Away'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-4250433247112745212</id><published>2008-08-30T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='under the sheets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great kills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thomas'/><title type='text'>Under the Sheets</title><content type='html'>Written 2006 &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Under the Sheets"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9/11 was taking my innocence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I reminisce on before it was militant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I knew I was under the fence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to look up to the hills, I was dreaming so high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking about owning a mansion and living the good life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we're kept as tenants, they rock a hoody because it looks nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rock a hoody because it's so cold at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they got these gated communities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but who's really in the cage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trying to escape AIDS there is no immunity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there Might as well be barbed wire around another planet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking forward we can't retire like we planned it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They want to keep us out of mars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's all good while they worry about their cars we can reach the stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And look down from the mountains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but first you must learn how to smile as you kill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you want to be like the folks on the hill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Better trust you me, because I don't give a fuck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they should be happy that I even made it up here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saying I got lucky, like I said it doesn't happen you can trust me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I'm 16 looking through my eyes real dusty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Under the sheets, freezing, can't believe that I'm breathing it in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praying every night that we don't die in our sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; pulling up the covers, I Must be crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in norman bates scenes going 'Mother...'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the walls speak and the floors creak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm reaching the point where I need poison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;European impressions are deep rooted &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while I'm influenced through cassettes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the illiterate know that Romeo loved Juliet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going back to Roman tragedy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to my time this New York catastrophe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's more than Sopranos my family is all tones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I wanna go to Rome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but first you must learn how to smile as you kill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you want to be like the folks on the hill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe in reincarnation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe one was gone and I was put here in place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to take a torch, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;give me one better reason why I create these thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why I'm better off in the past and in the present I'm lost?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My presence is often confused, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; as a present with no thought is some jewelry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; bought to show love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; but what really matters is what you do when that time comes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we're under the sheets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was it just a fuck? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or was it what I've been waiting my whole life for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hold it right there - my mind's numb I need to write more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pages seem torn, even my words are at War&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each day seems longer yet we're on a shorter and shorter fuse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's going to lose it first? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; It explodes BOOM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as we move pawns towards a King, the fire burns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the game of Chess is like a sword fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; my words cut through when I sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck a Bishop my religion is this, and you saw why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but first you must learn how to smile as you kill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you want to be like the folks on the hill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-4250433247112745212?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/4250433247112745212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/08/under-sheets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/4250433247112745212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/4250433247112745212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/08/under-sheets.html' title='Under the Sheets'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-442963713004375600</id><published>2008-08-29T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='republican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Stop Frontin' Republicans.</title><content type='html'>Barack Obama said in &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/28/us/politics/28text-obama.html"&gt;his speech last night&lt;/a&gt; after accepting the Democratic Party's nomination for President of the United States :&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"But I stand before you all tonight because all across America something is stirring. What the naysayers don't understand is that this election has never been about me; it's about you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I think, and I've said this from the beginning, that the most important effect Barack Obama has had, and will have, is in his ability to inspire others. People who were never interested in politics and did not have a care for how our government is run are now not only paying attention but making an effort to have an impact on their community and local governments. The good that comes from Obama's historic campaign is not in the people like me who have been into politics for years but it is in the people who never gave a shit because they thought their voice was worthless. These people who never gave a shit are now stepping up and saying "Yes We Can", and you can bet many of them will follow through on that vow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;All of this goes a long way with what I heard Newark Mayor Cory Booker say on NY1's coverage last night before Obama's speech. He was asked if he had been asked if he was 'cut of the same cloth' of Obama representing a new rising politician, and his response was that he was like Obama but that across the country there were lots of other new politicians, a new 'generation' of them. He said "there are so many rising stars I can barely see the sky". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I believe that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Obama isn't going to lose - but EVEN in the possibility that he did there is no way all of these people are going to just give up. I can't believe that we are a country of quitters. We aren't. Yes We Can. The dream of America is overcoming anything and everything, every single person in America has an idea implanted in their head that it could always be better for all of us. Am I Lying? Am I Wrong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;No, I'm not, so, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop Frontin' Republicans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace &amp;amp; LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-442963713004375600?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/442963713004375600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/08/stop-frontin-republicans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/442963713004375600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/442963713004375600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/08/stop-frontin-republicans.html' title='Stop Frontin&amp;#39; Republicans.'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-3220672109384063740</id><published>2008-08-28T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Us Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I spend the majority of my time(whether throughout my life's course, or at work) with people who are not only much older than myself, but with people who have young children, people who have grown children and people who are currently putting (while struggling financially) their kids through college. People who are caring for their aging parents. People who have responsibilities over others that take precedence over their own affairs. People who are worried about affording care for their sick child. People who are worried if they will even wake up the next day. People who have lost both of their parents, people who have lost brothers and sisters, people who have lost sons and daughters. People who are very close to me. People who were coerced into joining a military during wartime because a failing economy has dwindled their options of making a living. People who don't have healthcare and will not have it in the foreseeable future. People who were failed by a lacking and entirely ineffective New York City public school system. People who were never given the second or even first chance they deserved. People who were addicted to drugs and rather than being seen as a victim who needed help they were seen as a criminal who should face incarceration. People who were punished for making one of the very few choices made available to them. People who were forced to leave a city they were born &amp;amp; raised in because they could no longer afford to live there. People who do their best and accept what it gets them.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This must read like a political campaign list of constituents I am trying to reach for votes. I wish it was. These are all people of which I can identify an individual close to me who faces each of those problems. Am I being earnest in hoping that by acknowledging these people in my world that something will come of it? In hoping that someone somewhere will read this and be inspired to think about all of the people in their world, who maybe went unnoticed or forgotten? What good is a persons thoughts? My hope is that it will lead to action. That it will lead to those who were lucky, those like me, who have the resources and ability to do it, to bring their struggle forward so that they are not forgotten or overlooked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These people I talk about, they are the source of my immense gratitude for everything I've been given and blessed with. My attitude is deep-rooted in the belief through my experience that everything, EVERYTHING, could be so much worse in my world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not rich. I have no formal education.  I own nothing in this world. I have my friends and family and that is it. They are everything to me and everything I do is for them. I believe in the presidency of Barack Obama because I believe that he not only help all of these people in my world, but that he will allow others, including myself, to be more effective in having an actual impact on their lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing special or glorious about me(or Barack Obama for that matter). We are not crusaders on a righteous path of holiness. We are not great. We are good. Let us be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-3220672109384063740?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/3220672109384063740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-us-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/3220672109384063740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/3220672109384063740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-us-be.html' title='Let Us Be'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-8129063698546023488</id><published>2008-07-14T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manhattan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='location'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics thomas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><title type='text'>A Day in the Life</title><content type='html'>6:05 AM : Awake in Brooklyn to a clear, just rained on summer morning. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://a937.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/121/l_74cdde0fdf47779ef25ba24643800690.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:32 AM : Got on the L at graham and took it one stop to lorimer, transferred to the G ending up in court square QUEENS. Listened to Common's 1994 album "Resurrection" along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2198/2480196179_d13630c14d.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7AM : Begin work in studio B at Silvercup. The shooting crew is in before us (at 6 AM).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1PM : Lunch in the "looks like it landed on earth from the moon" Citibank building(which, along with a fake representation of Silvercup, and so many other NYC spots, is in Grand Theft Auto IV. That shit is crazy.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2PM: Back to work at Silvercup before the crew went to location. I took a ride with our rigging truck over the Queensboro bridge listening to Biggie Smalls ('One More Chance') and the Rolling Stones('Beast of Burden') on the radio. We made a right on 3rd avenue Uptown to the Ralph Lauren Showroom on 73rd and Madison(along the way our driver pulled the ill tight maneuver on 72nd, kids got skills). We parked outside and waited for the store to close. While waiting I had a long discussion with one of the electricians who happens to have some "extremely republican views"(as he says people view it). A smart man who while I disagree with understood that I was not of a particular political label and did not judge me based on our disagreements. This guy has some crazy real War Stories. His whole family is historically in the American Military. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The store closed and it was our turn to prepare the set, right before I went in I told him he's gonna love me when he sees my Lennon glasses (AH I DON'T HAVE THEM BACK YET).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He calls himself a Patriot. He hates communism and fascists. He knows a ton of shit about History. I respect a man who knows history. America! Fuck yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sidenote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ON TV and in the Mainstream Media these political distinctions and divisions are incited by companies who make channels like Fox News. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's ALL negativity. There is no positive to news that is influenced by an outside agenda or biased towards any certain group of people.  I personally am not too worried about it because the average person is getting too smart to be held back by bullshit! There are too many individual points of view for people to accept any one report as absolute truth.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the customers leave we come in with lights, stands, flags, bags, gels(my specialty), wires and bags and set everything up for the crew coming in tomorrow morning (at 6 AM). Some will be there at 5. I have to be there at 6:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KtjKR1ln4TU/SHwEsHldG6I/AAAAAAAAABM/nmK1Y9r1u0g/s320/IMG_0190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223054823839832994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8PM: Finished with our work in the showroom I walk(listening to A.Keys "Songs in a Minor") to the 68th street 6 train downtown . On the platform is an older man playing his violin (Very well!) with a piano score playing through a speaker. On to the 6 and I stayed with A.Keys but switched it over to her newest album "As I Am" with the song 'Where do We Go from Here'. Got off at 42nd street to catch the 5 express and next stop was 14 street, Union Square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the L where I started almost 14 hours ago. At my usual spot on the platform was a man painting and oh I should have taken a picture but it was great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Home finally at 9 PM and damn it's already late. I smoked my last cigarette outside and actually heard a guy walking by with a girl ask her "so... do you know anything about music?". Seriously, what? Two other girls stopped out front and discussed some relationship problem and went on their way. A man, his girlfriend or wife and their beautiful pitbull went by. I finished my cigarette and went inside. Still laughing about the question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm listening to the new Nas album &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51l8t24xXrL._SL500_AA240_.jpg" id="prodImage" width="240" height="240" border="0" alt="Nas" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's dope, and I'm trying not to be concerned about my iMac being disfunctional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, July 14th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a long day. Off to a long shower. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace &amp;amp; LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-8129063698546023488?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/8129063698546023488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/8129063698546023488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/8129063698546023488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-in-life.html' title='A Day in the Life'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KtjKR1ln4TU/SHwEsHldG6I/AAAAAAAAABM/nmK1Y9r1u0g/s72-c/IMG_0190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-2069327469283468674</id><published>2008-07-13T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='afghanistan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='generation kill'/><title type='text'>Generation Kill?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/14/world/asia/14afghan.html?_r=1&amp;amp;hp&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;NYtimes Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"The attack was the worst of several reported on Sunday in Afghanistan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I bet a sunday afternoon in afghanistan would look beautiful were it not for the bombs and smoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The article also says it is the deadliest year in afghanistan for US soldiers since the war began in 2001. Nearly 700 afghan civilians have been killed since the beginning of this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and this is coming out on HBO tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.hbo.com/events/generationkill/img/bg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Are we Generation Kill? I don't think so. I'll have to watch it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think there's too many people like me who say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PEACE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-2069327469283468674?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/2069327469283468674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/07/generation-kill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/2069327469283468674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/2069327469283468674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/07/generation-kill.html' title='Generation Kill?'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-4500640701947999748</id><published>2008-07-06T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='independence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Spirit of '76</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KtjKR1ln4TU/SHEBWo5OTrI/AAAAAAAAABE/N45NPXWkwgY/s1600-h/IMG_0078_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KtjKR1ln4TU/SHEBWo5OTrI/AAAAAAAAABE/N45NPXWkwgY/s400/IMG_0078_3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219954931545296562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence. My grandfather was born July 4th, 1927. He worked as a mechanic for Pan-Am airways  mostly at JFK for 38 years and then he drove limos. I remember I was in 3rd grade and he picked us up from school in the what I now know as the Frank White lincoln stretch with the wing on the hood. He's the man. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;America is it's individuals, my grandfather, myself, and every one of us is what America is. The individual. To be individual, to be one, to be independent, is to be free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone is enjoying their Sunday afternoon of this weekend and drivin' slow homeys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace&amp;amp;love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-4500640701947999748?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/4500640701947999748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/07/spirit-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/4500640701947999748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/4500640701947999748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/07/spirit-of.html' title='Spirit of &amp;#39;76'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KtjKR1ln4TU/SHEBWo5OTrI/AAAAAAAAABE/N45NPXWkwgY/s72-c/IMG_0078_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-3559769615838695927</id><published>2008-01-24T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbing is the word</title><content type='html'>Heath Ledger, 28 years old, respected actor passed away tragically this week. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is sad to see anyone young pass so early. What is more disturbing to me is the media fixation on the details to the point where I think it becomes morbid. Now, I've been reading the NY Post for a long time (in one of my songs I say "check the Post, check the most fucked up shit I've ever seen") but this was just disturbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The headline "His Final Hours" with a picture of him looking pretty dazed is too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course the Post is not the best place to get your news but it represents what a lot of people think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading the &lt;a href="feed://www.nytimes.com/services/xml/rss/nyt/HomePage.xml"&gt;NY Times&lt;/a&gt; wasn't any better today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-3559769615838695927?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/3559769615838695927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/01/disturbing-is-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/3559769615838695927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/3559769615838695927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/01/disturbing-is-word.html' title='Disturbing is the word'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7780039123820398367.post-9209788658311591717</id><published>2008-01-21T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T15:54:49.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thomas'/><title type='text'>who am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a608.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/13/l_bb34654b3f86f884b062b334be59a77f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://a608.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/13/l_bb34654b3f86f884b062b334be59a77f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello I'm thomas&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm on the move&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keep up if you can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7780039123820398367-9209788658311591717?l=justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/feeds/9209788658311591717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-am-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/9209788658311591717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7780039123820398367/posts/default/9209788658311591717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justsomethoughtsfromthemind.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-am-i.html' title='who am I?'/><author><name>thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13739711657367799826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfzmE-ztBwY/SicCHuPuAJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_gSpdSZ3Jno/S220/Walk+Cover.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
