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Remember what I said about communication? How it's probably one of the most important things you can do in life? Well, here's an idea of what I meant. So a buddy of mine wrote an 8 line poem relating it back to an awesome game: Super Street Fighter 4.

Randy:

buddah palm hit you like a baseball bat

rhymes so quick like my thousand hand slap

your face to my ass, as i pound the ground larger

hold, down and back makes me a charge....ER?

think my flow lame, if you picked up the game

try so hard...i still put you to shame

honda got the power to make you go boomoh

stance like my words propper to sumo

Me:

Your rhymes are sick but listen to this

my words are powerful like Ryu's mighty fists.

Watch it, here it comes, a storm is in the making!

Quick with the beat, like i'm hurricane kicking.

these rhymes are hot, lightin' up the skies

catch my fireballs and dont act suprised

I hope you're taking notes with that pencil

cause your show is over like it's ex-cancelled.

Dny:

From the 4th street I came and I lost to all yall

Never did I take to heart the pain of my fall

again and again i practiced my links

until i couldn't even fuckin' think

now the name of the game has changed and threw me in the pooper

cause it's now fuckin super.

and all that training, and all those losses

has turned me into one of the bosses.

Watch out for the EX hurricane, cause you know its comin

and when its there, you're probably runnin

Thats where I want you to be, right into my shinku hadouken

motherfuckers never had nothin on me not even gouken.

Umar:

my rhymes so fast u can call em super sonic

your guys flow so lazy like u was smokin hydroponic

If you want action i got it, my flow is melodic

Mostly cus of grey goose, hypnotiq and chronic.

thousand hands and shroyukens aint nothin yall better step back

i keep the sonic booms comin like clap clap clap!

u comin at me from the air? imma make u sit

your teeth gonna be in my boots from a mighty flash kick!

yall aint ready its time i unleash the pain

the storm is comin, here comes the sonic hurricane.

Peter:

you think your street fight game is sick?

well every move you make is the wrong pick

cause i be here getting every women,

theres no way that they could ever deny a real gentleman

I'll sweep you, and into the air you go

when you come back down, ill go machine gun blow!

im a boxer, who wear gloves and drink tea

after im done with you, I'll yell out: you have no dignity!

you think your great with all those poses

but in the end ill be the one throwing victory roses

Joey:

yeeeeehhh i got my gloves on ready to fight

i see you rushin at me but that just aint right

blockin and down back chargin all night

damn doo watcha got? my D is too tight

u keep on hittin me but too no avail,

i can turtle all day like a garden snail

now u just careless cuz u losin the fight.

BAM, headbutt ultra u out like a light!

Yeah, we're losers, but losers have the most fun.

"Let me deafly originate so you'll appreciate the state of mind when I'm flyin' high through the friendly skies" -Snoop Dog

May the fourth be with you.

I guess I spoke a little too soon about the weather in Calgary; It is once again shit. I mean seriously, snow at the beginning of May? That is most ridiculous. Speaking of ridiculous, I happened to come across a show last night with an old buddy of mine and it was a reality show about two families trading their mothers for a specific amount of time. Here's the ridiculous part: One family was straight up Christian and the other family was more of a magical, psychic reading kind of family. And I assume they were situated somewhere in the States because of how obese some of these people were; especially the Christian mother. Anywho, when you put two completely opposite kinds of people together where one family thinks the other family worships the devil, you're bound to have some kind of drama. And drama there was. I can't believe how torn this world is and how obvious the illusions are when watching one family, the one that has been taught to do good and be good all the time, rip on another innocent family who does absolutely nothing to harm them.

"Real eyes realize real lies" - Anon

May the fourth be with you... tomorrow.

Another new month. Damn, this year is going by quick! Now that spring is here and the shitty weather in Calgary has calmed down, I can finally enjoy the sun and warm air. I have more time on my hands so I'll be updating more (hopefully) and get some kind of layout put together for this blog of mine.

Live and learn, learn to live

The most important thing about life that I can tell anyone is to communicate your thoughts and feelings regularly. This is how ideas begin to form which leads to progress and eventually success. This is how you build relationships with people. Communication helps organize and clear your mind. It helps you express your creativity in many different and unique forms. It helps you understand people and people understand you. It helps you relate or disagree, but most importantly, why you do. Communication not only helps you survive, but live.

Has it really been a month already? I feel like time is just whizzing by without a trace. As if one moment you're here, and the next, you're somewhere else. The in-between events feel like a blur and the future seems so unclear. The only thing I can rely back to are little clips of memories in the past that made me happy. But even I know that I can't stay reminiscent for too long, otherwise you get stuck back where you were a few years ago. I don't want that: I want to be progressing and always growing.

So how can I escape? The answer is easy: Music. Especially trance where I can just close my eyes and escape into another world where sounds become colors and colors become overwhelming feelings of being lost in your own home. It's frightening and comforting at the same time and I love it; makes me feel like a kid again.

This Moment: Nic Chagall ft Jonathan Mendelsohn

I’ve been running on, running on empty
For way too many miles now
I’ve been flying with broken wings

And now I’m falling faster to the ground
And it’s a bitter end to a story so sweet
Like a long lost friend
That’s never found a way back to me
And I can’t deny these memories
Got me all locked up inside
And you hold the key
All that I need is this moment
To send me away with a smile on my face
I tried to leave but I turn back
On my heart remains a trace
All that I seek is this moment
All day in my mind I recreate
If there was a way to get back
This feeling of chase..of chase
All that I need is this moment
This moment..