Land of the Kings!

For those of you who do not know who U-N-I  is
I really need you to stop listening 

to that bullshit that has plagued your mind
and start listening to some REAL SHIT.
Your life will feel soo much better. . .

Please & thank you :)

[ http://www.myspace.com/UNIMUZIK ]

Their land of the kings song is currently 

one of my top 3 favorite songs right now
here is the newest video. which is a amazing !

Directed by Tomas Whitmore (hats off to you!)

& shout out to my boy Y-O & Thurzday

 

Electric Fire!

New Music By Bangloose "Get Fresh"

Produced By Urkel Dee

Electronic/Hip Hop

120bpm

Club Banger!!!!

Download Link Below 

Get Fresh (Inst.).mp3
Download Link: http://www.sendspace.com/file/0nwml3
Get Fresh (Radio).mp3
Download Link: http://www.sendspace.com/file/cj1a18
Get Fresh (Album).mp3
Download Link: http://www.sendspace.com/file/xzsiz4

Get Fresh (youtube)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G2Buz-h4pEw

. . . And Now You Know.

Im sorry ya'll, but I think this is hilarious! :D

Be patient love. . . that could be yours.

I heard this story before and it really helped me, I hope it does the same for you. Now of course it is not word for word as the original story but I believe I got the just of it:

One fine summer day a humble man witness a butterfly struggling to get out of its cocoon.

The man attempted to help the butterfly, for his heart was big and meant no harm to the helpless insect. . .

While gently and carefully pealing back the remains of the cocoon the man accidently torn one of the wings on the butterfly. The butterfly was released but now the butterfly's flight is altered because of it's torn wing. What the man did not know is that the butterfly goes through a great deal of trouble to get out of its cocoon, its all just part of that stage in its transformation.

Moral of the story is sometimes in life we have to go through certain situations to make us stronger, to teach us, or even to show that we are on the wrong path. Sometimes we have to go through a struggle to open our eyes. People may try and help with nothing but love for you, but you have to know how to cope with it on your own, so you can escape from the obstacle and fly swiftly and gentle, as the monarch does. Also, finding and taking in too much help may "cripple" you, so next time an obstacle comes around ( because there will be obstacles) you may not know how to handle the situation cause that person or people may not be in your life or be "available" for that matter. So stay strong, and you will overcome anything. Be patient love. . . that could be yours :) -D. J Hazlett

Forget.

You know how people say. . . "When u get big don't forget about me!"

Well sometimes I hope otherwise; 

Get "big" but forget about me.

You were never a real friend anyway.

Please do not believe me to be a bitter person, even though that does sounds quite bitter.

Im basically saying, if you were never true to me without the fame, fortune, high class and shiny little things, why be a real friend now, get it? I just despise calling someone my friend & come to find out they are not worth calling them that. Shame on them right! :P I sure do wish we did not have to go through this "fake friend" issue, but that's life I suppose. We live and we learn, that saying, "fool me once shame on you, fool me twice... shame on me", we really shouldn't go through the fake people deal a lot right? Hmm, anyway. . .

I don't want to waste my time with a person, or people, who have no REAL love for me.

I am a very caring, loving individual and I wish "them" the best... but when the world ask more from them, they can go on and just move forward without me in their life, I will be just fine without their extra drama, without their 2 faces looking in directly in my eyes; but oddly enough even though I ask of them to forget off me... I would not forget about them.

-d.j hazlett

Fourth

As the night sky lit up

as silence was broken with shattering explosions

My heart sank into euphoria. . .

I watched her smile.

I looked into her eyes,

they too lit up, but they were ignited with colors that have not yet touched the sky.

She held my hand, and reminded me to look at the artwork painted across the moon;

but I could not keep my eyes off her.

I heard that the black sky had images of treasures unknown...

but I... could not keep my eyes off her.

I got to see her smile, laugh, walk and talk again, and that’s all that mattered.

I held her in my arms and my heart went a blaze as too did the heavens.

I looked toward her mother, smiling at her... as if I was saying thank you.

She read my grin, and set her smile ablaze!

I walked. . . I floated back to the car sitting under the light post.

told them both to hop in...

As we drove away. . .

passing all the people, the lights, the laughter & the sounds that she once admired in confusion.

She began to sing.

A song of her own

A melody of an angel...

She got my attention,

our venture was longer than normal

and our trip to the ones we love most

was immersed in bliss.

I love them all. . . a love that is beyond any love you have ever seen in your dreams

A love that has the universe changing its course, just to please us.

-d.j hazlett

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Yesterday my one year old niece had a "fever seizure"- when children (from 0-5 yrs) are sick they cant sweat like us adults can so their body seizures even tho the child is healthy with no history of seizures- very scary. My family and I were a mess! We didn't know what to think. Somehow... while in the emergency room she began to talk and walk around again as if nothing had went wrong. Upon being released from the ER my sister and niece, Asani, went home and thereafter Asani went to sleep. 

This was her 2nd 4th of July but her 1st time actually seeing the fireworks and being able to admire them, she was only 4mths old last July 4th. All I wanted to see was her watching the fireworks show, enjoying her self. My sister was skeptical at first about taking her out to watch the show, as everyone was, but Asani ran around the house, singing, "talking" haha, so we decided to take her, and she had a blast! 

She loved the fireworks... and all I can think about was how happy I am to be witnessing this event, when hours before she was rushed to the hospital. I thank God for being with her and getting her back to her normal self, being a sweet yet sassy little princess!  A little side note, July 4, 2004 I went through something heartbreaking, and ever since then I've always enjoyed the 4th but it was never the same. As of last night I believe Asani "cured" that for me. I love her, I love my family. . . they are truly the best, and I thank God everyday for blessing me with such an amazing family!

I found perfection.

Most people say there is no such thing as perfect or perfection. . . I believe otherwise! 

-Waking up in the morning, even if its to an annoying alarm clock at 5 am. . .that, to me, is perfection. . . you were giving another day.

-Looking into my niece’s and nephew’s eyes as they smile. . . even if my car broke down and I just walked 5 miles to their house. That, to me, is perfection.

-Finding love, after you thought you can never feel love again. . . even if you two are nothing more but friends, u know that you are able to love another again, its reassurance. That, to me, is perfection. . .

-Listening to music, even if your waiting at the bus stop and its 100+ degrees outside. That, to me, is perfection. . . some ppl can not hear their child’s laugh.

-Eating ice cream with your best friend; even tho you spent ur last dollar. That, to me, is perfection. You are never guaranteed a moment to laugh with him/her again. . .

Point is, there isnt any level to perfection. There is perfection in everything AND everyone. . .

Embrace that. . . there is such thing as perfect and you do not need to search far and wide. . . all you have to do is open ur eyes. :))

Now when it comes to ppl, I do use that word quiet seldom. . . very rarely. . .

My mother is perfect.

My sisters are perfect.

My niece’s and nephews. . . are perfect.

My family is perfect.

Yes, we are dysfunctional, but we are perfectly dysfunctional!
LoL

So my darling, if I say you are perfect, look up the definition, that is you. . . you are MY perfection.