Tyler Perry has done it again! Contributing to the heavy realization of the black movie business being more than comedy, but growth, spirituality and life lessons. From the first preview I saw I wanted to see this movie!

"For Colored Girls Only" had me at the title, kept me with the talent, Janet Jackson, Loretta Devine, Kimberly Elise, Whoopi Goldberg, Phylicia Rashad, Anika Noni Rose, Jill Scott, Macy Gray etc , and "For Colored Girls Only" is just one of twenty influential poems, spoken by seven women, each with their own major problem dilemna and fighting through it.

I give it a MUST SEE

especially for all colored girls 

and dont hesitate bringing tissue to this movie!

****

"Become Yourself"

Why Four Loko is disgusting:

Taste

*Four Loko Banned

*Malt Liquor Sending College kids to Hospitals

Rat POISON

Click on the links above for more info !

This may not be the sweetest post to anyways tongue.

But it quite frankly needs to be put out of my system, my aura, my space.

It's ruining my mood and my developing outlook on the world.

I was "Chilling" yesterday.

Normal day in Orangeburg,

Dreary, depressing and redundant.

But I make the best... sometimes, by chilling.

Chilling which could be a number of things but right now I'm not getting specific 

cause chilling was never the problem.

However the person I choose to chill with yesterday stirred a lot up in me.

I am not one to shy away from arguments especially

when I am heavily connected to the topic, but chill buddy yesterday crossed, drew and ran right threw the line.

Things I hold close to me are what anyone else would hold close to theirs.

Plus this here blog. 

Having it for some years, it is my buddy ol pal.

My closest buddy I can voice my opinions and know they will be heard.

What I post is real, authentic and at times embarrassing but 

it's my way to voice myself and I wouldnt change it for the world

 I don't keep an in depth journal and tis why I

don't get so personal on this here blog.

I mean this is still the internet.

Business EVERY WHICH WAY.

....

But I digress.

Chill buddy yesterday 

basically asked me being who I am, what I talked about on my blog.

That not being such a problem though, chill buddy has been in my life for more than a year,

knowing about my blog and visiting should have came hand in hand,

But however, I gave that one away.

Maybe he (yes he), is not the blog, computer or even internet type.

The closest he may get to the internet is the keyboard on his phone.

-_- maybe.

So I elaborated a little about what my blog was about...

Wasn't even finished my God damned sentence when..

YEAH

"Who are you, though? To right this stuff, like who is nik_gold? Am I a source to care?"

came slurring out of his mouth.

Now I know he may not be the only one to have that question, 

nik_gold?

blogger?

what's that?

But the way you undermine someone for their worth and

meaning limits them as a 

person, and what they could someday be...

Plus, blogging is freeeeeeeee, internet is unlimited and 

what I do with my site is everything and ANYTHING for me.

It's my Myspace reloaded, Facebook 7.0, TwitterPLUS,

It's my open end to a closed fist and anyone with a problem can just not read,

go read necole Bitchie or something and have a nice day.

Now I don't know who my readers surround themselves with but

someone who is willing to down something or someone before they fully understand

anything and you chill with them, and theyre arent giving you advice.

PUHLEASE

I think less of them than all the racist, timids, morbids, close minded, individuals in the world

especially since I was chilling with you in redundant, depressing Orangeburg trying to make the best of it.

Spit.

Your belief that one person can mean nothing makes YOU less than anything.

It was nice too.
and quite lengthy...

I didn't really expect it 

but welcomed it fully with open arms.

You have never done anything 

significant in life if nothing is permanetly made for you.

Or maybe I'm just thinking this way

because I have my own poem now...

Either way,

My gratitude, humbleness and applause is granted

to the lovely poet.

If you didn't write the poem


=X

                                                                                        

Realized no one's life is simple and cute.

But intwining with events, people and accomidies that just nearly fill in the blanks.

A notebook with no paper.

Left unfulfilled until someone glues the restless pages back in.

What kind of life to live when no one trully fits in?

Bumping into each others' messes like a Coney Island joy ride.

How distant a path we pave blinded by ignorance

The bittersweet consequences we all bring.

No one's life is simple and cute

I rebuttle

Because Life is nothing short of suttle

Not meant to cuddle

We can only fess up and confide

In our bear for the moment, the friend 

who may be oh so kind

Making memories to last a lifetime

While cementing our attitudes toward life and beyond.

No one's life is simple and cute.

It surely is not a suit

Anyone could wear

Drifting to the side of our parallel life

Like old pajama wear

We lay our heads to dream these dreams

Complicated as they seem

Simply the truth seen and unseen.

Beyond the pages, glue and despair

We are all left to be complicated amongst each other

To win, to lose, someone must dare

Old Honest Souls

Old souls are the best 

Not only are they experienced and very wise

But they are no nonsense.

Life is fun when you use your time wisely.

But what these old honest souls have figured out is that

there is no time to bs.

Grab hold to a old honest soul

They will take you around the world

And leave a smile on your face 

When its their time to leave

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**

 

 

She's on The Move!

Talk about women on the move!

Talented, young and beautiful

100% Trinidadian Vashti Kola is keeping it real, classy and of course on the next level!

Not only is she a designer but an overall urban cut throat achiever.

Helping motivate the artistic geniuses of some of today's most popular artists

to collaborating with the moguls and doing it big for African American women EVERYWHERE

*She is the first WOMAN to create her own Nike Shoe (Air Jordan 2)*

Read more about her @  

http://fashionbombdaily.com/2010/09/30/you-should-know-vashtie-kola/

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Yummmm

I love behind the scenes...of everything!

It makes me feel like I'm in the mix

like it should be!

Here is a behind the scenes of Bow Wow ft. Chris Brown

"Ain't Thinkin About You"

Yummm!

Vogue Gioiello Cover Sep/Oct 2010

These are on my feet for now...

10 o clock News.

This week I learned how to, "Be a Better Friend"

Even when people don't let you know you're slipping.

You're SLIPPING!

Dead Leaves Fall Timelessly

It has been a dead month.

Just based on the lack of posts

you can tell I'm creatively frustrated

Because I get no time to express myself

emotions or anything I'm going through

But because of the lack of time management

I don't seem to have time for anything

It's kind of crummy really,

forget about any "me" time

Everyone needs me time!

It's nicknamed keep-sane time*

to adjust my feelings or auras

Instead it's

It's this that this.. Oops something popped up

LETS GO!.

So tomorrow, Friday.

I shall google-write-plan

time management

the process, the execution, the life*

Cause simply writing down what's due and

what's when in my planner

doesnt seem to time manage a thing.

50 Tyson

Maybe I'm the last person to know about him but ...
I want to find a man like him
One day.
=]

The Silent Music

There is this silent music
that plays in my ears
Oblivious to the fact that no one cares
I dance
I jump
I wish I could see
The sweet songs melodies

I'm punished for not subsiding
and ignoring it like everyone else
but music is music right?
Shouldn't I adhere?
I don't know what the people want or
how to dish it
but the silent music plays in my ears
gathering my courage and
moving my limbs for me
swaying side to side

My pride
only hides
as the 3 minutes prepare an audience
to judge me

My mind wonders off down the yellow brick road
and the silent music carries me like a baby
and a bottle
my willingness sold

Back to my spaceship
where the silent music plays me into my sleep