“Fortune favours the bold” – From the Latin proverb “Fortes fortuna adiuvat” (Another popular translation of this proverb is “Fortune favours the brave”)

and one other

“The question is not whether we will be extremists, but what kind of extremists we will be… The nation and the world are in dire need of creative extremists” – Martin Luther King, Jr.

Let’s kick it soon
Summa
Summa
Summa cum laude
Let’s kick it down the streets
To Hip Hop, Rock, Jazz and Blues
Tiger Stripes and Tire Treads, our creed
We’re sunk to pump
Summa cum laude
And don’t know defeat
In our Reebok Pumps

Let’s kick it soon
Summa
Summa
Summa cum laude
Let’s kick it down the streets
To Hip Hop, Rock, Jazz and Blues
Tiger Stripes and Tire Treads, our creed
We’re sunk to pump
Summa cum laude
And don’t know defeat
In our Reebok Pumps

I am painting greenbacks
They call me Gilbert Stuart
Piling ‘em in hundo stacks
Never any fewer
Walking in packs
Spicy as szechauan
Fire as komodo
Jump’n as pogo
Flashy as the po – po
Close – knit, tight together
A deck of cards
By crosswalks and rivers
Ready for an attack
Crosswords and Sudoku
Jaguar, lion or giraffe
Shotgun triggers
Hoods, spotted fur, long necks
Zebras, cars, racing stripes
The Cats steal or Purr – chase
Me around, howl at the moon
Wolves and hounds
You’re my dog
I won’t let you lay in the pound
Whether it’s light, dark or noon
Walk down the hall
Have any empty room that you found
The entire floor, couch and any sounds
Ideas, cash, flash
Ash out the flume
My mind got me
Summa cum laude
Now I do everything
Sunk to pump
Walking, talking, what’s up
In my Reebok Pumps

Let’s kick it soon
Summa
Summa
Summa cum laude
Let’s kick it down the streets
To Hip Hop, Rock, Jazz and Blues
Tiger Stripes and Tire Treads, our creed
We’re sunk to pump
Summa cum laude
And don’t know defeat
In our Reebok Pumps

Let’s kick it soon
Summa
Summa
Summa cum laude
Let’s kick it down the streets
To Hip Hop, Rock, Jazz and Blues
Tiger Stripes and Tire Treads, our creed
We’re sunk to pump
Summa cum laude
And don’t know defeat
In our Reebok Pumps

Castañeda thinks deities
On an evening, it’s Samedie
Voodoo and Santeria
Orisha at the Botanica
And we feel like we’re sparking stones
Lighting candles for
True, colors glow in different tones
Fire is hot but cool
Wind is blowing smoke
And lava waves
Over muck and mire
To the grotto
C – A – K – You thought I’d say E
And we live by the motto
Tiger Stripes
And Tire Treads
We are defined by our coats and scars
Refined by our memories we show to all
It shines in our trail
We leave behind
Like paws on wet cement
It dries; we have pride ‘n flow
Down the open road
Each a Shere
In North America
Kicks are Pumps in neon
So everyone can
Hear, like a Live Feed
See, like the bright of LV
MLK dream
We the team
That sews up seams
I.E. N – O, from sunk to pump
New Orleans

Let’s kick it soon
Summa
Summa
Summa cum laude
Let’s kick it down the streets
To Hip Hop, Rock, Jazz and Blues
Tiger Stripes and Tire Treads, our creed
We’re sunk to pump
Summa cum laude
And don’t know defeat
In our Reebok Pumps

Let’s kick it soon
Summa
Summa
Summa cum laude
Let’s kick it down the streets
To Hip Hop, Rock, Jazz and Blues
Tiger Stripes and Tire Treads, our creed
We’re sunk to pump
Summa cum laude
And don’t know defeat
In our Reebok Pumps

Where a Meal Can Cost a Fortune, 99¢ Pizza Catches On

99¢ Fresh Pizza

and

2 Bros. Pizza

both offer a slice of pizza for just a Gilbert Stuart Greenback framed painting of George Washington. That’s a dollar bill y’all. They’re doing it for the people, not the money. That is what’s up!

And the link to the article, In Expensive New York, Pizza for $1, or Even 99 Cents – NYTimes.com

C – L – E, K – I – D
Cud up another mixtape
Drop it on a cassette please
Cause my laptop’s broke
The screen got bent
I can’t bite the Apple, it froze
My Mac – Man
Got eaten by a ghost
Like Pac – Man
So now I’m walk’n home
Reading the fine print from the Postman
And homie, I want to hear
Your flow talk’n
From the headphones
Of my nineties walkman
Covered in Logos
Alien and Airwalk
Airwing in the clouds
Slippy, Peppy, Falco
David the Gnome on Fox
McCloud, 64 bits
But how am I supposed to fall asleep
Without tunes in my machine loud
Cause if life’s the textiles
Sleep is the seams
Music is the pillow
How else I gonna know
What I gonna conquer
If I don’t dream
R – W tee, B jeans
Yeah, we on the same team

Hook, line & sinker
Hook, line & sinker

The worm on the hook
At the end of the line
Is look’n fresh
Yeah, I’m gonna sinker
To the depths
Deeper and deeper
Yeah, I’m a deep thinker
Yeah, I’m a deep thinker

Hook, line & sinker
Hook, line & sinker

The worm on the hook
At the end of the line
Is look’n fresh
Yeah, I’m gonna sinker
To the depths
Deeper and deeper
Yeah, I’m a deep thinker
Yeah, I’m a deep thinker

Hook, line & sinker
Hook, line & sinker

I sit back and am think’n
My mind needs rob’n
Hood give’n back
To the poor
Ideas to explore
Make’n Wayne and John
Not seem so little anymore
And treasure everyone craves
Millions more
But I sit back further, think
Keep talking for
It takes months to harvest corn
And in course
My words are make’n waves
Heads are bobb’n
As they’re float’n on a boat
Rock’em, sock’em robots
Their heads bobb’n to the flow
In the summer I’m SPF 85
In the winter I’m that coat
I’m capital D – C, A for alive
And I’m thinking while my dreams sew
The future I’m knit’n
Listen, I’m spit’n wisdom

Hook, line & sinker
Hook, line & sinker

The worm on the hook
At the end of the line
Is look’n fresh
Yeah, I’m gonna sinker
To the depths
Deeper and deeper
Yeah, I’m a deep thinker
Yeah, I’m a deep thinker

Hook, line & sinker
Hook, line & sinker

The worm on the hook
At the end of the line
Is look’n fresh
Yeah, I’m gonna sinker
To the depths
Deeper and deeper
Yeah, I’m a deep thinker
Yeah, I’m a deep thinker

Hook, line & sinker
Hook, line & sinker

‘Climb your Everest, discover your Atlantis, but whatever it is make sure that when you look in your review mirror you can say “I’m happy I drove myself this far, this direction.”‘

PS send me a postcard

‘I am convinced that if we are to get on the right side of the world revolution, we as a nation must undergo a radical revolution of values. We must rapidly begin the shift from a “thing-oriented” society to a “person-oriented” society. When machines and computers, profit motives and property rights are considered more important than people, the giant triplets of racism, materialism, and militarism are incapable of being conquered.’ – Martin Luther King, Jr.

‘Be careful what you pretend to be because you are what you pretend to be.’ – Kurt Vonnegut

‘Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.’ – Mahatma Gandhi

I’m building a puzzle
Of the Nobel Peaces, heirs
They’re in a huddle
Presenting their dreams to a World Fair
To lift feet from a puddle
Giving Kids a stuffed grizzly bear
For something to cuddle
All the heart, the art, the Earth
But our arms don’t fit around
The Globe
For that power
I’d throw away thousands of pounds
Until then I take snapshots
For memories it is worth
Sony, Nikon, Canon, Olympus
The Camera is the mod
Between me and the view
And I want gold, silver or even bronze
From the olymPICS
But that’s a another thing
I don’t really need
I’d give you a dollar bill
For your coins
Copper, nickel, dime, quarter
Cause I want to change this world

I have fallen and grown taller
Saved so much, but more thoughts
Moment of silence, Pause
Do you have coins for this dollar?
I want to change the world
Do you have coins for this dollar?
I want to change the world
I’m going to change the world

Thoughts are
Too large
And minds are
Battles with two swords
Between the light and dark
Tale and truth
And they are fragile
Piggy banks
When the light switches
Get flipped
Off the shelf I fall
As I was tripped
Running down a hall
Cracked for too long, too straight, too far
A red tip on a brick wall
The bills ignite
And I drop my Crystal Ball
The explosion of the large
Into pieces on busy streets
Makes me re – think in small
From the ashes they are
Un – harmed
Simple
The most beautiful thing I ever saw

I have fallen and grown taller
Saved so much, but more thoughts
Moment of silence, Pause
Do you have coins for this dollar?
I want to change the world
Do you have coins for this dollar?
I want to change the world
I’m going to change the world

Last year I saw Panda Man
Behind the window pane
By the lack of Towers
I met him
He was asking for a hand
A FDR, Washington, Lincoln, a Jefferson
I shook his paw
And thought
What does he do if it rains?
Does NYC parent him?
All I know, I’ll keep being who I am
Paying dues
Doing what I do
Clapping in my seat
Moving my feet to the beat
What I believe
Asking for her hand at the ball
Sharing my mind and thoughts
What I believe in, True
I’m not scared of the False
And I will change the World
Before the dark
I just need the coins to use
The phone booth near the park
To make the call

I have fallen and grown taller
Saved so much, but more thoughts
Moment of silence, Pause
Do you have coins for this dollar?
I want to change the world
Do you have coins for this dollar?
I want to change the world
I’m going to change the world

I have fallen and grown taller
Saved so much, but more thoughts
Moment of silence, Pause
Do you have coins for this dollar?
I want to change the world
Do you have coins for this dollar?
I want to change the world
I’m going to change the world
I’m going to change the world