Hazardous Material

I have begun my hip hop invocations. Requisite DVD's, and background music in place.("The MC" dvd and Rakim's "The 18th Letter" to start off with.)I want to see if I can have an end product after working for a few hours. I have a lot of completed ideas and lyrics without the beats or recordings to back them up. A backlog of flows- That need a green patch to grow. Productivity needs discipline to begin and end. And then I'm in the mindset of imminent reminisce. Intense events. Construct then cleanse...the mind. From the inner reaches and dunes just like a beach. My speech- Packed with the vitamin prose, just like a peach. Release the beats! And let the digital scribe scroll. Unroll my soul uncontrolled and let my Will glow. Samplers and mixers microphones and let the cords row- mon bateau- I mean my boat is so cold. Agwe' at the helm of the wheel in which he holds. Now everything's in position so now I gotta go!

We have re-immerged from the (literal) wilderness of Pinnacles National Monument in California! Six days with wild turkeys, racoons, bobcats, and deer. Camping was beautiful and quiet. We shot footage for the never ending production of the "Thelema is Dead" music video. (Shoot me in the head already..this project is drawing out, but there is always a reason.) Now I am touching down briefly in Hollister, California (made semi-famous for hosting the original motorcycle invasion represented in the film "The Wild One" with Marlon Brando.) I don't predict music here. Thursday is my birthday and we will move into our new apartment in San Francisco! Woo-hoo! Ring the bells! We will arrive in S.F ready to shine and live it up.