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Nik_Gold Mania

I've had a number of photo shoots featuring Nik_Gold Designs.

It makes me all warm and fuzzy knowing I'm moving in the right direction with my design line and career in general.

Not only am I making custom jewelry, styling but also designing custom orders, whether it be a new design or reconstructing something in your closest.

For all custom orders email me @ NikGoldDesigns@gmail.com

And follow me on twitter @Nik_Gold

Models: Courtney Butler

Artrece Johnson

Eliza May

Phtographer: K. Doyle

Poetry X Video

Here are some poems I skimmed across and absolutely love.

"10 Things I Want To Say To A Black Woman" I viewed on my sister's page.

I absolutely love her eccentric being.

Visit her at : http://www.facebook.com/fadeke.ayilola

The next one was totally random but ended up very meaningful and a really blunt poem I relate to. 

I must say, The Arts (Poetry, Dance, Music *vocal/instrumental*) is more heavily concentrated and encouraged up North.

Compared to living in the South where you sort of have to search for the Arts, Karaoke, Spoken Word nights etc.

Don't let our Arts die!

They are our voice.

Note to my Readers

Familiar Faces... hmmmm  Retro Sushi is always around Lil Five I was super excited they had a video in the same spot! Spot my favorite boutique =] CB*

Muted despair and anxiety fall to the democracy of liquid courage

Violently allowing the withheld secrecy melt at the feet of uncaring ears and cynical laughs

Untold stories revealing a distant yet ignorant past of file cabinets and wooden gum polluted desks

The bright light at the end of the stairwell illuminate the lonely artwork bashed in and casted out

Halfway hooked onto a decently shaded failure of a wall.

Telling it's life's regrets and blatantly not performing the acts asked of it

However steadily leading the lost to a brilliantly locked door

Unique and certified to keep any and everyone out

The remnants of the room inside more valuable than the value-less world it belongs to

A sharp yet refreshing breeze passes through the crack at the bottom of the threshold

Easing ones mind into a sense of curiosity

Almost as if it were natural and relevant to push the tablet of knowledge 

Bending down to elaborate on ones mind a clever trap door is opened and another soul has been tricked into life's bitter and unforgiving blood soaked cavity.

Cleverishly tricking one to believe it has been enlightened or released for the betterment of the future

The distant ignorance that plants false ideas, hopes and dreams

leading the blind in circles and playing music for the deaf

Growing tired, yet too old to turn back and discover the overflowing fountain of all things too wonderful to be held by any one man.

Now bitterly hurt and mislead uncaring ears and cynical laughs carry on before a short and passionless depart.

How I was feeling today, no real place in MY life per say,

but felt like putting it out into the air.

I always have something to say.

but two things constantly escape me.

Energy + Time

waiting

waiting

by the window

that shows me direction

envisioning my future and wiping

off my past

leaving faded memories and 

distant friendships dripping on the palm of my hand,

I peer out my window

Seating like no other

Feeling the fog the heat from my nose is dispersing,

Waiting for my brain freeze to fully recover.

Blank stares on the other side.

knowing they won't be along for this here ride

Feeling every inch from every mother and daughter

Oh, how they suffer.

long walks on the side of the road

So cold the heat burns 

Feeling no love

Only the Yearn

I sit back

head on the head rest

Feeling at my best

with power, liberty and the pursuit of happiness tight

to my chest.

-nik_gold

I am a TAYLOR*

Since Wiz Khalifa released his first album in 2006 there has been a buzz about this intelligent-witty-weed-smoking prophet. Not only does his music define him but weed smokers everywhere can relate to the tales he recites in his lyrics....

Wiz Khalifa is a Philly native and after leaving his deal with Warner Bros became independent in 2009 where he then was catapulted from the streets onto many popular mixtapes and into peoples IPods.

The name khalifa derived from an Arabic word meaning, "successor" and wisdom.

As a listener and proclaimed "Taylor", I really do appreciate his original tone, swayed beats, alternative edges and hypnotizing verses often staggering along the lines of my Kid Cudi and CurrenSy playlists, Wiz K's music is always in steady rotation!

Some friends often ponder the intrigument I have with his music  but with just a quick listen the imagery he puts together so cleverly, his concept of smoking with someone else's girl and the potential that he has not yet reached often leaves the mind a blank canvas to run wild on.

And being real, any Wiz Khalifa mixtape is a great one to listen to when you're in the mood* or just riding down the block

I don't know about Wiz K groupies, nor has he found one with me but his music and personality (he does talk on his tracks and makes sense too) it sort of infatuates me for those three or four minutes... and that is what REAL MUSIC should do.

Mixtapes

Star Power

Flight School

How Fly X Curren$y

Burn After Rolling

Kush & OJ

Everything Taylored**

 

 

The "Struggle"

Not only was I casted in my FIRST movie called, "Struggle" and no matter how small a movie it encourages me to expand my wings and test my limits, but this week has been a constant struggle.

In between my lack of attention, remorseful load of homework they decided to disperse in college and the lack of financial funds I've been living with, I used the word struggle as my word of the week.

Getting out of bed was a struggle... but lets me real... is that new?

What has been shockingly new however are low funds, compared to the workaholic reflected checking account I had earlier this summer, my savings have surely dwindled down.

From food, to necessities to unexpected dilemnas, the zeros surrounding my money escaped and ventured off elsewhere.

My search for a job was successful, not.

Hearing the same, "We will get back to you."

"We are not hiring but expecting applications."

I felt like I was on the same financial rollercoaster as this summer before Chili's and I despised it.

My resume was right, schedule tight but the money situation was certainly not right.

I sighed, I got sadder easily when I couldn't by food out, because quite frankly food makes me happy and continued my lowly struggle not only this week but this whole month.

I let no one know however because quite frankly, no one but my mom could help.

I'm not rich but I usually have money in my pocket, a little something, something

and to tell the truth I can't even remember how I got money in my pocket before I had my job.

Now I am really appreciative of what Chili's did for me... financially that is.

Then...

A miracle happened and God bestowed upon me a blessing in disguise, my accident earlier this summer,

only to settle and to be given the power to lighten my moms crazy load and fill

up my gas tank all the way for the first time this semester.

I went to the school's library and straight-studied, organizing my mind, schedule and my

workload to better suite me and my needs

but before I run free-happily, I must realize that in order to do better, I need

to get myself financially straight to keep an income like this coming in.

Before the weight of so much was lifted just a little...

I struggled.

 

http://www.mybrotha.com/successful-black-woman.asp