<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:58:26.666-08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='RocNation'/><category term='Black People'/><category term='Dog bites'/><category term='Fat'/><category term='Robin Starr'/><category term='Allasia hanan'/><category term='At rest'/><category term='Photo'/><category term='The Corner'/><category term='WHO DAT'/><category term='Generation'/><category term='her'/><category term='Secret Dreams'/><category term='Anime'/><category term='The One'/><category term='Trending'/><category term='Bett Favre'/><category term='Positive Energy'/><category term='Random thoughts'/><category term='BBW'/><category term='Erykah Badu'/><category term='TheGift'/><category term='Black folks'/><category term='Michael Vick'/><category term='Common'/><category term='Epigenome'/><category term='Hip-Hop'/><category term='Ramblin'/><category term='Fiction'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Be'/><category term='Darwin'/><category term='Energy'/><category term='Wishes'/><category term='Tenth Anniversary'/><category term='Decisions'/><category term='Ringtones'/><category term='Revolution'/><category term='Culture shock'/><category term='Glory'/><category term='Special'/><category term='Theory'/><category term='First Flight'/><category term='TIME'/><category term='Mind'/><category term='read'/><category term='Finding'/><category term='Epigenetics'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='Che'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Grotesque'/><category term='Guevara'/><category term='J. Cole'/><category term='Tiger Woods'/><category term='Scimina'/><category term='Lost'/><category term='sexting'/><category term='Review'/><category term='Band'/><category term='Itempa'/><category term='Myspace'/><category term='Nahadoth'/><category term='Eagles'/><category term='Twiiter'/><category term='Future'/><category term='Yeine'/><category term='Direction'/><category term='Rap'/><category term='39'/><category term='plus size'/><category term='Avan'/><category term='DIE'/><category term='Forever'/><category term='Fight Club'/><category term='Penis'/><category term='Golden Path'/><category term='Panorantic view'/><category term='Book'/><category term='Jay-Z'/><category term='Window seat'/><category term='Japanese'/><category term='Diggy Simmons'/><category term='Social Networking'/><category term='Song'/><category term='Thick'/><category term='Single'/><category term='The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms'/><category term='N.K. Jemisin'/><category term='White People'/><category term='Relevant'/><category term='Guitar'/><category term='Sky'/><category term='Deat'/><category term='Fantasy'/><category term='Naruto'/><category term='G.O.O.D'/><category term='chunky'/><category term='Fisherman'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Bleach'/><title type='text'>PanoRantic View</title><subtitle type='html'>SEE.ME.RANT!

This Blog is my angry take on the world. Life, Society,Politics,Love and relationships with my own angry flare added to them. People ell me my rants are funny, some tell me I'm ridicoulous, But its always entertaining.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-558418337835903360</id><published>2010-12-11T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T12:55:52.281-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Put it all on hold... Then Unleash the Foodgates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I haven't been writing. My flow has been off lately. I dedicated the better part of the last month to work and love. While love does sustain me, it doesn't sustain all of me. Nevertheless, I don't regret my decision not to write. The only thing I may regret is that the object(s) of my affections don't know what I put on hold for them. Maybe if they knew, they would value the time we spent together more......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Back to Basics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But getting back to basics.... I've come to dread planning. planning has become the bane of my existence really because the best laid plans of mice and men can never hold up to the plans of the universe we inhabit. So many times I have laid plans that crumble. But the fear of starting is what holds most people back from greatness (Dishwashing Philosophy) So what do I do? Do I just freewheel it? Just keep putting irons in the fire until one yields the desired results?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well whatever it is, its gotta be today. Time waits for no man....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a personal ramble.... so don't get excited, like theres a point coming or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.... There isn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....TheGift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-558418337835903360?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/558418337835903360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/12/put-it-all-on-hold-then-unleash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/558418337835903360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/558418337835903360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/12/put-it-all-on-hold-then-unleash.html' title='Put it all on hold... Then Unleash the Foodgates'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-8660459572268221945</id><published>2010-10-21T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T02:42:26.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelation: I am NOT in the pursuit of happiness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yeah, I lnow how the title sounds, I can hear you now " You don't want to be happy? Everyone wats to be happy!" Setttle down, let me finish, Kanye. Dang.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I as talking to a dear friend of mine who used to be a part of my nationalistic movement. Her reasons for no longer taking active part are her own and I'm ok with them, to each their own and all that, however the way she ended the conversation started me gears to rolling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To spare you (and her) the details of it all she basically said that she enjoys doing what she WANTS to do because it makes her happy and if to achieve that happiness she had to leave the movement then so be it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That's when I realized, I don't do anything because it "Makes me happy". I'm a Black nationalist. First by birth, then by choice. i have found a Black nation that is actively fulfilling the goals of black nationalism in such a way that Carmichael never dreamed and King only imagined and I am proud of that. Through all of the spiritual paths I have travelled, black nationalism has been my center, my anchor, that one piece of myself that I won't change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It's not that I'm not for the upliftment of all peoples all over the world, I really am. I just firmly believe that the upliftment of OUR people is a social responsibility that will eventually give me and us the ABILITY to uplift the entire world.now, Back to happiness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am not in pursuit of "Happiness" the way most people see it. I'm in pursuit of FREEDOM. Freedom for ALL of the African Diaspora. Spiritual freedom, emotional freedom, financial freedom, Freedom to build in the image and likeness of Yah. THAT is what I pursue. I can honeslty say that if I had to DIE on this path to achieve that goal I would. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This road is hard. I can't sugar coat it. People have died trying to achieve what I want(Marcus Garvey, Malcolm X, Martin Luther King jr.) , people have lost their fortunes and some, even their sanity but I won't quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don't expect ti to get easy on the way. My only comfort or "Happiness" will be in lnowing that I have made things better for my people and my future generations. If Happiness should find me, I welcome it with open arms! But I'll put it like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If Someone made me an offer, to go to "hell" for 10,000 years and be tortured everyday to the brink of my own sanity, in exchange for the Freedom of my people or to live a "Happy" life, never really accomplishing anything but my own basic survival, I'd go for option "A".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....TheGift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-8660459572268221945?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/8660459572268221945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/10/revelation-i-am-not-in-pursuit-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/8660459572268221945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/8660459572268221945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/10/revelation-i-am-not-in-pursuit-of.html' title='Revelation: I am NOT in the pursuit of happiness!'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-4916930108520595619</id><published>2010-10-14T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T15:04:42.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bett Favre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panorantic view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Penis'/><title type='text'>LEAVE BRETT's PENIS ALONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;WARNING: IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY THE WORD "PENIS" OR ANY OF IT's SLANG SYNONYMS...... YOU SHOULD GROW UP BEFORE READING THIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Leave Brett Favre’s Penis alone. Seriously. Brett’s weenis has done nothing to you besides sit shotgun through one of the most amazing careers in the history of, Ever. Brett Favre’s Penis is like an observer to a continous rewriting of the history of football as we know it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Who was there accepting MVP for 3 years in a row? Were you? Probably not. You know who was? Brett Favre’s Ding-dong. Who was there for that Amazing super bowl win? Brett’s Snowzer. That’s who. Who was there Monday night when Brett completed his 500&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; career pass???? WHO? BRETT FAVRE’S PENIS WAS THERE! Getting no credit! Whatsoever.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;So what if his dinga ling wanted a little shine huh? So what if His thing thing wanted some action from the media? He probably wanted an interview from that reporter! Brett Favre’s penis could have been trying to so sign this uppity b*tches autograph and she up and leaks his confidential photos to the internet. FOR SHAME! How dare she! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I think before we pass judgment on Mr. Favre OR his Penis, we should remember that Sexting is not illegal and is quite popular now and it is well expected of any American to do things that are popular. Like “Coming out” or buying silly Bands. So let’s do a little less judging and a little more sexting!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cheers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;…..TheGift&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-4916930108520595619?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/4916930108520595619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/10/leave-bretts-penis-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4916930108520595619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4916930108520595619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/10/leave-bretts-penis-alone.html' title='LEAVE BRETT&apos;s PENIS ALONE!'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-5162866567267549998</id><published>2010-09-30T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T03:06:27.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my poor blog, I've neglected thee so</title><content type='html'>I know I've neglected you little ranters. Poppa's been busy sticking it to the man (#pause). Howeveer, I know that is no excuse for me ignoring the small contingent of the internet that actually reads my little diatribes (about 1/10000000000000th) so I'll throw you a bone. You tell a about me, and I will give you one post per week. Just like a normal blog, ok? Every Wednesday I'll be posting, hopefully my readership will acrue. I will also be doing weekly videos. That's all for now, gimme feedback!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....TheGift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-5162866567267549998?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/5162866567267549998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-my-poor-blog-ive-neglected-thee-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/5162866567267549998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/5162866567267549998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-my-poor-blog-ive-neglected-thee-so.html' title='Oh my poor blog, I&apos;ve neglected thee so'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-5311551456347403115</id><published>2010-09-10T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T01:53:05.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Longevity in writing</title><content type='html'>Out of all the Talents and skills I acquire, I see longevity in language and writing. Being an author is not an uncommon dream, however, commonly people don't do what it takes to become that. It's a serious weeding process. The first obstacle is the actual writing. which is every author's worst enemy. We procrastinate. We run, we edit too much we criticize and we do all of this on page 1.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Once the writing is (finally) done comes the fun part of selling your book. Those fairy tale dreams of becoming America's favorite author and claiming your 15 minutes of fame are frankly unrealistic. So after your hopes and dreams are dashed you have to figure out how to make money off of your hard earned works.... A frustrating process all in all to say the least. However, I could see me doing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The measure of a product to me: Is it believable? is this product good enough to risk it all and look like a fool for? Would You give anything for this dream?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the answer is yes, then Push it. That's how I'll push my books. Till every store is carrying them and I'm getting orders online, nonstop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....TheGift &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-5311551456347403115?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/5311551456347403115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/09/longevity-in-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/5311551456347403115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/5311551456347403115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/09/longevity-in-writing.html' title='Longevity in writing'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-7174466798189134794</id><published>2010-08-28T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:36:55.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Pretend?</title><content type='html'>I had an almost sort of Chance encounter with a Woman the other day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was.....decent. (I've been very critical of my standards where women are concerned ever since I started workinig for SLICE)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was TALL with a tiny yet classy ( if that's possible) White Dress on and these (I think) 5 inch heeled Sandals. Her hair was bouncy. If I had paid more attention I'd say she was gorgeous. Nut I didn't. I was on the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She entered, with 2 of her friends, laughing and smiling, as women often enter places. However i didn't notice her entrance. I was, as I said, on the phone. I was also on my laptop at the same time. I wore a white Tee with blue accent, Jeans, Blue Puma Roma's and my (Sort of) patented Straw Fedora. As it were I was engrossed in my digital activities and having missed said entrance I only looked up to see 3 older men who had apparently offended said strumpet. I look up to see her face. She looked at m with the "Did hey just say that to me?" look in her eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I looked back with the " I dunno? Did they?" look. She strode away. But not before she scanned me up and down. That moment took 2 seconds, as such moments do, then I returned to my precious engagements. It was at this point that I noticed those legs I was talking about earlier. She had enough of those for 2 women. Toned and lovely, how I like em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;During this time, my concentration has bareley shifted from my sister complaining in my ear and booking a flight on Priceline, so I could have quickly forgotten about miss "Tiny White Dress" If she hadnt come back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was sitting on the couch in the front of the restaurant, which is for lounging and for eating. It's a really big couch so theres room for everyone. So of course Miss White dress finds a way to be sitting right next to me, making flirty, cautious eye contact. I'm still not fully interested in her, so I continue blah blah blahhhing away on my cell. However I notice that she is checking over my shoulder to peep my computer screen. She gets this look on her face like Aha! As if she's impressed. Now far be it from my narccisistic side to deny a lady a glimpse of The Gift, so my gears start turning and I almost talk to her.... Until I hear this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Girrrrrrlllll I need one of y'all to get me some shoes. These ain't gone work!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"They don't fit? Can you walk in them"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nooooo I think I might break my ankle!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My interest shot from 45% to ZERO % in 1.5 seconds. Those shoes? Thooooose shoes? Those elaborate ass fuck me pumps? You walked out the house in shoes to get attention, then halfway through can't soldier through? Naaahhhhh Not me, not the Kid. I don't Fux With pretenders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Nowhere in my outward or inward appearance do I pretend just to interest the opposite sex. My Hat? I really like this hat. My Phone conversation to the Virgin islands? I really do have people there to talk to. Me booking a flight? I really am taking a trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Her? Hair? Fake. Outfit? It screamed " LOOK AT ME! DESIRE ME!". Now ya Shoes are for pretend to? Damn. What's Genuine about you then? Why are so many women pretending? You know what's attractive to me? A Fully grown, fully realized woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why pretend? Only Boys still Play with Imaginary friends.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....TheGift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-7174466798189134794?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/7174466798189134794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-pretend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/7174466798189134794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/7174466798189134794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-pretend.html' title='Why Pretend?'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-3919158806034914866</id><published>2010-07-31T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T15:13:01.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life x3 in the Sunshine</title><content type='html'>To be infused with purpose again would be epic. At current purpose is surrounding me. Nipping at my heels. annoying me, really. To be honest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mother told me to seek my life path in those the creator has placed in my path and if we are all on the same journey, to learn from what they do. I feel like a rookie who has never thrown a football before and gets pushed onto the field and gets handed the ball. No matter my athletic ability, pain is imminent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I'm placed back onto a path that is familiar to me. A musical one. It has done my heart sooooooo much good to be placed in a household with people who are actually benefiting from thier music. I had been subdued with the "Starving Artist" stereotype so long that my musical dreams had been all but crushed, and now that I see it in front o me I feel my hopes returning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love what my Family (New and Old)is doing with their talents. most recently my Brother has been grinding with his latest Musical release "The reminiscent Victorious" and Has gotten over 1,000 downloasd! which in Indie numbers is pretty friggin huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's inspiring me to push forward with my latest project to see if writing is my calling iin this industry. I think it is. Writing is what I do, but only you, the reader can be the judge of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm blessed, loved and Highly favored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/ Watcheables\||/ Boondocks Season 3 Http://www.Adultswim.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/ Audibles\||/ The reminiscent Victorious LP now on Sale! Support! Http://www.yoashvictorious.bandcamp.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/ Mandibles\||/ Mock Chicken Sandwiches and Fries #VeganLife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all! Che....TehGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-3919158806034914866?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/3919158806034914866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-life-x3-in-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/3919158806034914866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/3919158806034914866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-life-x3-in-sunshine.html' title='My Life x3 in the Sunshine'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-5035541477110091687</id><published>2010-07-18T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T12:03:50.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll understand when you're older</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN style='FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;'&gt;Have you ever felt really old? Like..... Ancient? That happened to me this morning. I was thinking&lt;br&gt;... And I drifted into a timeless space. I felt like I had done all this before and I'll do it all again. It felt as if time was meaningless to me. I don't know if I was 100 or 10,000 yrs old. It didn't matter. I saw the folly of man. And the youth of my peers. I thought of you. Your soul is just as old as mine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There has always been a yesterday and tomorrow will always come. &lt;br&gt;We as humans must learn to think in truly long terms. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...TheGift &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-5035541477110091687?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/5035541477110091687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/07/youll-understand-when-youre-older.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/5035541477110091687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/5035541477110091687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/07/youll-understand-when-youre-older.html' title='You&apos;ll understand when you&apos;re older'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-8958606483191428665</id><published>2010-07-16T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T15:49:41.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debunking the Christian Mythos: My responsibility?</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN style='FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;'&gt;Debunking the Christian Mythos:My responsibility or not?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Recently I told some Christian friends of mine: F*VCK CHRISTMAS! I'm the super Grinch!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They said &amp;quot;Man you don't do Nothing! What do 'y'all' celebrate? &lt;br&gt;I say &amp;quot;How bout all the holy days that's actually IN the Bible??&lt;br&gt;The whole room got quiet. &lt;br&gt;This has been my life. Filled with fun facts about the lies that Christian leadership has placed on thief subjects for centuries, I find myself at war with their simplistic,poorly researched view of the Bible. Quite often a Christians sheer willingness to remain ignorant will drive me over the edge. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Recently however, I've taken into consideration what my role truly is in debunking the mythology surrounding misguided Christians. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The truth is, Christianity means little to nothing to me. I was born Muslim and have been armed with the same tools to help Muslims out of ignorance Christians. The ministry of Jesus Christ has no special meaning to me, I'm closer to the legacy of Muhammad. I've never celebrated Christmas,so when I inform a Christian of its pagan non biblical origins I have no empathy for them. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe I should assist my Islamic brethren where I find them in need of truth. &lt;br&gt;I just know, come Crimmuh time none of my friends should start with me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Funk Christmas&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;.....TheGift &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-8958606483191428665?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/8958606483191428665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/07/debunking-christian-mythos-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/8958606483191428665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/8958606483191428665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/07/debunking-christian-mythos-my.html' title='Debunking the Christian Mythos: My responsibility?'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-4928220383628254699</id><published>2010-06-28T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:46:50.245-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bleach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naruto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret Dreams'/><title type='text'>#SecretDreams Let's Play.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://100grana.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/bleach36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 469px; height: 351px;" src="http://100grana.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/bleach36.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo me and My Brothers have a secret dream.... a Dream of Music,Passion and adventure. We're gonna do something that we've never seen anyone do before and we might get disowned for it, but I feel like as long as I have them, we'll be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how I'm really into Anime and stuff? Well I think Anime is a gateway drug to Japanese culture cuz now, from listening to the Theme music, We're into Japanese Music. We want to learn to play our favorite anime themes. It's gonna be sooooooo epic. Nothing to serious. 15-20 covers.I love everything about Japan so this right here is gonna be fun! I'm learning Guitar. Yosafe is on Keys and Adam is our Drummer. Idk if Yoash will want any part of this, he might be too cool for his shit. BUT I"M NOT! I told Yosafe that if we get really good then we can go play in Japan. Think about it, how many Black Japanese cover bands are there?&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Zero. We in there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#SecretDreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/Watcheables&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Naruto and Naruto Shippudden&lt;br /&gt;\||/Audibles&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OBbfpnNvx_A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OBbfpnNvx_A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/Mandibles&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;BBQ Tofu&lt;br /&gt;\||/Readables&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Rolling Stone Magazine&lt;br /&gt;\||/Actionables&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Go swimming. IT's SUMMER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-4928220383628254699?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/4928220383628254699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/secretdreams-lets-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4928220383628254699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4928220383628254699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/secretdreams-lets-play.html' title='#SecretDreams Let&apos;s Play.....'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-1316162558164856791</id><published>2010-06-28T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:20:19.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay-Z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WHO DAT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J. Cole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RocNation'/><title type='text'>WHO Dat, WHO DAT? J. Cole lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yeah-It's that serious. Check his lyrics. They Mean. I aint never really posted lyrics on tis site but... They been runniing through my head all morning soooo. Here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who dat who dat, the nigga you been waitin 4.&lt;br /&gt;I mean the shyt was all bad just a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;Rappers is bull shittin. Fuck it,&lt;br /&gt;I ain’t hatin though&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Now a nigga hot enough to&lt;br /&gt;fuck with one of satin’s hoes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; She cant tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;I been through hell﻿ conditions.&lt;br /&gt;Wishin for air conditions&lt;br /&gt;feelin God was never listenin.&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m on television&lt;br /&gt;And did I fail to mention?&lt;br /&gt;Your bitch is tired of missionary,&lt;br /&gt;boy you failed the mission.&lt;br /&gt;Speakin of positions﻿ Just witness&lt;br /&gt;how i elevated. Real niggas celebrate it, finger-fuck&lt;br /&gt;whoever hate it. My life accelerated,&lt;br /&gt;but had to wait my turn. But then i redecorated,&lt;br /&gt;that means my tables turn. Live life, might as well,&lt;br /&gt;only way to learn. is try and fail clientele&lt;br /&gt;the only way to earn. so if you’re sellin crack..&lt;br /&gt;or if you’re sellin rap. make sure it’s mean&lt;br /&gt;so them fiends keep on trailin back.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(chorus)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Mind state of a winner.&lt;br /&gt;When you thinkin bout summertime&lt;br /&gt;i’m thinkin bout the winter.&lt;br /&gt;When you thinkin bout breakfast,&lt;br /&gt;I’m heatin up my dinner. I was plottin this&lt;br /&gt;moment back when yall was ridin spinners.&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m a menace. God as my witness, with this pen I’m insane, yup.&lt;br /&gt;Hungry like the nigga who ain’t got the taste of fame yet.&lt;br /&gt;Cloud told me “ain’t you roc? well﻿ where the fuck yo chain at?”&lt;br /&gt;Guess it’s somethin like your girl, nigga it aint came yet.&lt;br /&gt;The man make the chain chain dont make the man&lt;br /&gt;how many niggas do we know with hella ice but yet they lame&lt;br /&gt;the cloth from which we came me and them is not the same&lt;br /&gt;Like we all headed to spain, they took the boat i took the plane.Dang&lt;br /&gt;That boy sick.Now Hoes on his joystick. Heatin up like may weather dog&lt;br /&gt;i’m on that floyyd shyt.&lt;br /&gt;Boy stick, to ya day job.&lt;br /&gt;Said you was hot but they lied.&lt;br /&gt;Is that ya girl? Well I just g’d her/jeter no a rod.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(chorus)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(Andre 3000)&lt;br /&gt;Now who else wanna fuck with hollywood cole?!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The lil engine that could&lt;br /&gt;this lil nigga is good&lt;br /&gt;rappers claiming they sick i heal niggas for good&lt;br /&gt;a couple of yall aint took a field trip to the hood&lt;br /&gt;ay me im fresh prince im will smith to the hood Baby!&lt;br /&gt;aint sayin names but we not the same&lt;br /&gt;all that money and the fame dont change the fact that u lame&lt;br /&gt;might wanna grab you a chain wanna tip up your hat&lt;br /&gt;might wanna purchase some game homie your shit is so wack!!!&lt;br /&gt;i got my finger on the trigger tell that nigga hold datt&lt;br /&gt;boy im picture perfect baby you can check the Kodak&lt;br /&gt;hey so anything you can do i can do better&lt;br /&gt;and you chick you can screw i can get wetter&lt;br /&gt;im young black get to live my life on the run!&lt;br /&gt;bet ya bottom dollar before im done&lt;br /&gt;they im the oneeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;yeah nigga im the onee HA!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-1316162558164856791?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/1316162558164856791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/who-dat-who-dat-j-cole-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/1316162558164856791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/1316162558164856791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/who-dat-who-dat-j-cole-lyrics.html' title='WHO Dat, WHO DAT? J. Cole lyrics'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-2692874960264255837</id><published>2010-06-28T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:55:29.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WHO DAT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J. Cole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RocNation'/><title type='text'>J. Cole Does it again! BB GUN is a friggin Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="flashObj" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0" width="486" height="412"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/10172910001?isVid=1"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="videoId=97317535001&amp;amp;playerID=10172910001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;dynamicStreaming=true"&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com"&gt;&lt;param name="seamlesstabbing" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="swLiveConnect" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/10172910001?isVid=1" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=97317535001&amp;amp;playerID=10172910001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;dynamicStreaming=true" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" swliveconnect="true" allowscriptaccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" width="486" height="412"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;So FamI don't know ifyall following the Career of one J. Cole but this kid is the new golden child of Hip-Hop. There ain't nobody touching his style/lyrics/presence/Label(RocNation). I love a cat that plays the gamewell. No Scandals, no rap Beefs just pure skill and the right mentor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-2692874960264255837?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/2692874960264255837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/j-cole-does-it-again-bb-gun-is-friggin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/2692874960264255837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/2692874960264255837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/j-cole-does-it-again-bb-gun-is-friggin.html' title='J. Cole Does it again! BB GUN is a friggin Genius'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-7547343128965406076</id><published>2010-06-19T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T08:02:39.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TheGift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golden Path'/><title type='text'>The Golden Path</title><content type='html'>I like to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the feeling is right, it flows from me like water, these words, people say they like. I've been told I'm a good writer, but I've been told I'm good at a lot of stuff. That doesn't help with my future direction any. I would never wish to be less talented. I love being a Jack of all trades.. but now the words of My Big Cousin Faruq float back to haunt me.... "Don't be a Jack of all trades and a Master of none" bleh. That's exactly where I'm at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a natural at everything but I've never developed a skill to perfection. I just watched a wonderful 10 minute video with my guy, Will Smith. It was a Mash up called "Will's Wisdom" that cut together several interviews of his in order to display his life philosophies and I was inspired, for I saw myself on that screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my main problems is that I have always known what I wanted to do... and now I don't. I'm afloat in a sea of possibilities. i feel like Paul Mu'adib of Dune when he first entered the Spice Trance. He could see every single possibility every repercussion of every choice and the sheer weight of the future weighed him down.. He could have been crushed. He had to make a choice. Thats my issue. I never made the choice. I see the endings I see the pitfalls, the ruts, the traps.... Maybe I'm looking for Leo's Golden Path....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Golden Path is hard to find. Where the other paths are rivers... the Golden Path is A thread. Hard to see. Like a diamond filament tightrope.... Everything inside of me is screaming... make a move....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-7547343128965406076?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/7547343128965406076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/golden-path.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/7547343128965406076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/7547343128965406076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/golden-path.html' title='The Golden Path'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-2371065275326819462</id><published>2010-06-18T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T13:15:15.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Resume is kicking My ass</title><content type='html'>I have been "Writing" this Damn resume forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH is wrong with me when it comes to Getting a J-O-B???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of working for other people physically repulses me. Bile rises to the Back of my throat. My Father did this to me. "Do for Self" was his motto. there used to be little pins, the type no one wears anymore. Little "Do for Self" Buttons on peoples Jackets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got older my Father vehemently denied that he discouraged working for "The Man" and that's when I realized a new truth I stumbled across....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has to do with Saying and Doing. See My Abba always SAID that the most important thing was to work for self. He never SAID the most important thing was to WORK. So when My entrepreneurial efforts failed and I didn't want to get a "Real Job" he got mad at me. He was frustrated and didn't understand that the full weight of my vehemence towards Working a J-O-B was at least partially on him. I never thought it was extra important to just Work. I alwys worked for for with a cause or If I employed myself, I worked because I liked doing a craft. My work ethic whilst in these ventures is great, but If I don;t have something to work for, I'm fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a conversation with me that made me realize where I fucked up at. I wasnt observant enough. My Father was a street Merchant for most of my life. He made good money at it till the money dried up. When He was a street Merchant I recall those as the good old days. I was accustomed to handling a business at a bvery early age. But when the Merchant life dried out, he kept working and I never paid attention. I guess Hindsight is 20/20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the reason I don't have a "Job" is because I know that I can provide whatever dough I need By myself but I don't believe in Me nymore. thats Why i'm writing this Dumb ass resume. i've got all the skills and experience to start my own restaurant anywhere in the world. yet I'm trying to cookfor other people. WTF is wrong with Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-2371065275326819462?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/2371065275326819462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-resume-is-kicking-my-ass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/2371065275326819462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/2371065275326819462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-resume-is-kicking-my-ass.html' title='This Resume is kicking My ass'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-834754166882613812</id><published>2010-06-18T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T12:05:38.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Direction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TheGift'/><title type='text'>Ramblin On a Summer day-ThankMeLater?</title><content type='html'>Don't you hate when you become the person you used to talk shit about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been blessed on this journey called life to see a bigger picture. It seems like the divine energy doesn't want Me to be close minded because anything I used to hate or talk shit about I've now come full circle to understand and sometimes admire. This revelation only fuels my theory that we only hate things that we despise in ourselves. So now that I'm afloat with no boat and I've lost my holier than thou attitude, what now? If I'm no longer mad at the world what will I do with my rage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to incorporate forced revelation into my life with almost a religious devotion. I figure, if I don't wake myself up then who will right? Everything inside of e is calling for me to leave this continent. My mentor always asks me what am I looking for.... I can never tell him. I'll know when I find it.... But its not here. Its the artist in me. It needs to be moved. I need to shake myself awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Greatest talent is my Ability to learn from scratch or to relearn things that i think I already know. i know that I know enought ot know that i know nothing... You Know? But now that I'm Back at Ground level who will direct me? I don't want to break connectioons with my King.... But No one is where I want to be... No one is who I want to be or is doing what I know I can do.... It's all a little depressing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm right at that Cusp of failure... Not failure at a thing but failure at life. Dead end Job. Worthless Marriage. A spiritual and Mental death looms over me, the likes of which will be difficult to escape. This is the point of rebirth. All I need is a place to be born again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I want to do I want it to benefit my nation. At least I know, no matter what I believe personally that my works will benefit the Greater good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me rambling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/ Audibles\||/ Thank Me Now- Drake&lt;br /&gt;\||/ Mandibles\||/ Tofurkey Kielbasa Fajita!&lt;br /&gt;\||/ Readables\||/ The 50th law- Robert Green. Nuff said&lt;br /&gt;\||/Watcheables\||/ Burn Notice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....thegift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-834754166882613812?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/834754166882613812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/ramblin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/834754166882613812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/834754166882613812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/ramblin.html' title='Ramblin On a Summer day-ThankMeLater?'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-534742911577212484</id><published>2010-06-06T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T08:00:37.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOUR LOKO!::: REVELATIONS OF THE ALCOHOLIC NATURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/TAu3jJTOhtI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mod90hCU1_U/s1600/4Loko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/TAu3jJTOhtI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mod90hCU1_U/s320/4Loko.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479675186046207698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/TAu3bv2hk4I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Heun_Rx9_y0/s1600/4Loko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/TAu3bv2hk4I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Heun_Rx9_y0/s320/4Loko.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479675058955850626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I figured something out last night, But first let me walk u through my weekend thus far.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night We snowballed our way into a house party at the crib. Yeah, cuz nobody saw it coming. What did I eat for dinner? Nothing. What did I drink for dinner? Four Loko. Y'all oughta know that Four Loko ain't what you want. After a can of That Spit you'll wanna wash it back wit some Jet engine fuel because you'll beeeeeee: ALL THE WAY TURNT UP! What is it? A 32 oz can of Alcoholic deliciousness that's a mix between Soda and Koolaid and Satans tears. Shared told me it was the Devil's Koolaid. I had 1 and a half. I woke on the Futon looking for my dam ears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm told after waking Up that I gave one wonderful lap dance last night. #Win. Also apparently I had a Megaphone swinging from a doorway screaming YEAH! While Bubbling on someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole night = Win &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up the next morning around 9:30 with people strewn all across the house looking for the answers to important questions (Where did that Patrone come from? Why is it empty? Whose earring is this? Is that a Mcdonalds apple pie? #Munching)&lt;br /&gt;So Bias wakes the band up then says to me "We might need u to shoot this video" Whaaat!?? I'M STILL DRUNK! We get to little 5 points and I'm still leaning but the shoot goes fine. Finished it at the crib. It was Hot as Rabid monkey balls so I lost my shirt. Got done before 1:00 and I was still tipsy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left again and came back and took a nap! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so what's the agenda for Saturday night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House party for food (Vegan? Doubtful) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Club where we'll be in VIP and all THE drinks will be free...... Dangerous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT ISSUE: Jaggerbombs::Snowbunnies::: Amazonian Model Chicks::::Poetry:::::And Mooorrre &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a revalation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-534742911577212484?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/534742911577212484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/four-loko-revelations-of-alcoholic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/534742911577212484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/534742911577212484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/06/four-loko-revelations-of-alcoholic.html' title='FOUR LOKO!::: REVELATIONS OF THE ALCOHOLIC NATURE'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/TAu3jJTOhtI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mod90hCU1_U/s72-c/4Loko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-3556460725560891009</id><published>2010-05-07T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T14:41:27.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask some questions dammit</title><content type='html'>First Blog of May and I gotta tell ya...... I have no idea what I'm doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean sure, I have that look like I have it all together and Shit but honestly.... I kind of wish someone would pay closer attention and ask deeper questions. What kind of questions? Hmmmm.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna interview myself as an example here folks. I'll also be narrating with some pointers on how to navigate through my BS ok? Pay attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example Questioner: So how you been? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoehzer: Oh I've been cool. Just making it you know how it is. How bout you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Now Watch out here, cuz I just pulled a classic misdirection. You're here to ask about me and I just gave you a way out by. Flipping it on you. If you're smart or concerned you'll flip it right back to me ok?}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EQ: I'm fine. So what have you been doing the last week or so? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: I've been here and there visiting friends mainly. I don't really have a routine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EQ: Oh? Are you working? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: Not at present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EQ: Why not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: Why exactly are you asking all these questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{See what I've done here? I just got confrontational on that azz! Just keep pressing! Go in forth kill!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this helps any one who wants to learn a person. Don't take no for answer. Dig deep. They'll. Appreciate it later &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-3556460725560891009?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/3556460725560891009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/05/ask-some-questions-dammit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/3556460725560891009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/3556460725560891009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/05/ask-some-questions-dammit.html' title='Ask some questions dammit'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-6448156422712446829</id><published>2010-04-29T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T08:07:36.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Lost Won and In betwitxt the Beginning- RAAAANNTTT</title><content type='html'>Sooooo I’m back Ranters!  There’s no particular reason that I haven’t been writing, except that life sat on my chest and has barking in my ear for a week or so. But I can’t let that stop me from writing. Not ever. If you love something you should do it every day. Every single day and it’s been days since I wrote a post. I did write or rather co-write a poem recently though...I think that counts….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been blogging about lately? I have been doing topics right? I think it’s time for a good old fashioned rant. No purpose, No coherent meaning. I’ll just shovel the shit out of my brain and let you sort it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTF is love?&lt;/span&gt; I just had an interesting conversation last night with my friend Natalie about the nature of love and relationships and I spoke on a couple of points that I found surprising namely, the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My longest relationship has been only 6 months&lt;/span&gt;: 6 Months? This from the guy who wants a mandatory 5 year pursuit before he marries a woman and I can’t manage a year’s worth of relationship? That’s effing terrible. I don’t know what it is, but my girlfriends never seem to pan out. Now I’m stuck trying to figure out if I actually need to try and press a relationship beyond 6 months or if that’s just me forcing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear and Longing:&lt;/span&gt; I’m learning new levels to the term, “Be careful what you wish for” every day. What you wish for will come back to bite you in the end. But does that mean we shouldn’t wish at all? For instance, I used to and sort of still do wish to be feared. This was and is for a multiplicity of reasons, the first being that I think its cool and the second being that I think if more people were afraid of me then more would be safe from me. But now it hurts a little. I’m feared for strange reasons. Not because I’m physically intimidating (I am not) But because I have silver tongue and I’m not to be trusted. I’m feared because I’m too smart and If and when I get my hands on the power I desire, I may cause some sort of irreparable damage. I’m feared by powerful women because though I look good, they are afraid of losing some of their power to me. I’m feared because I’m a soldier without a cause and all I long for is to be understood. I long for forgiveness for sins committed and sins I may still commit. I long for acceptance. I long for understanding. I long to be left. Alone. I long for Companionship. I long to find someone to pour my love into but the ones I keep picking don’t measure up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time and Penance:&lt;/span&gt; So is it too late? Am I running out of time? For my heart I mean. I feel like there might be a time limit for me to love or else I will let the power trippy side of me take over and it won’t be pretty. If that happens I can only love after a fashion and I will only develop a companion who is integral to me attaining and maintaining my own power. It won’t have anything to do with love and it won’t be rosy or pretty like in the movies. Maybe things will be different when I’m 30…..&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired of this subject matter now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;\||/ Audibles\||/ AFI Album December Underground. Love like Winter is probably My favorite =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;\||/ Readables\||/ The Newspaper! I like the AJC even if their new layout looks like USA Today =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;\||/Mandibles\||/ Vegan Cheesecake- its effing delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-6448156422712446829?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/6448156422712446829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-lost-won-and-in-betwitxt-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/6448156422712446829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/6448156422712446829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-lost-won-and-in-betwitxt-beginning.html' title='Love Lost Won and In betwitxt the Beginning- RAAAANNTTT'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-4542697377700520109</id><published>2010-04-28T21:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:58:46.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Posting Schmosting</title><content type='html'>April Blog season &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bad y'all I been off for April Blog season. Been off my posting game. Besides there'd be less ranting going on and more lamentations than anything. Suffice it to say that April has been.... Interesting... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE actually got some backlogs that I started but never finished. So how bout this? How bout I'll kick u guys all the posts I missed before April ends? Let's see..... I was up to twice per week so.. 8. I think I owe 5 more. Ok. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUICKRANT!!! When are these Dread headed Muhfuckin Atlanta Niggas gonna quit disgracing my fuckin city and all die out in one massive gunbattle? Or dissspear into a college or something? Damn. I learned long ago not to expect individuality from people because its not in thier nature... But there's a few groups that we can do without. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©DREADHEADS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously locks don't make you evil. However, Nowadays Niggers of the umpteenth level of niggerdom have adopted the hairstyle and in Atlanta all the same mannerisms. They say "Swag" every 13 seconds, Talk like their dictionary at home was for decoration and replace engagement rings with children to seal a commitment. They just gotta fuckin GO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©Futuristic Swag Niggas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a mix between regular Niggas and skinny jean niggas. They have mohawks. They gotta go too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©Barbies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicki Minaj did this to us. Sever the head and the rest will scatter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That mini rant made me mad. I'm leaving now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/Watchables\||/ "Dead like me" On Hulu.com. The show is kind of morbid and kind of funny. I like it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-4542697377700520109?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/4542697377700520109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-posting-schmosting_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4542697377700520109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4542697377700520109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-posting-schmosting_28.html' title='April Posting Schmosting'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-4201123943021508003</id><published>2010-04-08T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T14:15:16.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='N.K. Jemisin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yeine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scimina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='read'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nahadoth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itempa'/><title type='text'>Low Key Review: The HUndred Thousand Kingdoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hundred-Thousand-Kingdoms-N-Jemisin/dp/0316043915"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 432px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 666px" alt="" src="http://aidanmoher.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/nemisin_hundred-thousand-kingdoms-tp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I'm guilty. I judged a book by its cover. I was perusing my local library, bored out of my mind and I picked this book up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hundred&lt;/span&gt; Thousand Kingdoms?" I thought. "This might be cool." I had absolutely no idea what I was getting myself into. I started reading this book &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; at around 2:00 PM..... I finished it this morning. All 410 pages of it plus an interview and a preview of the next book in the series. And now I'm salivating in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;anticipation&lt;/span&gt; for its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;release&lt;/span&gt; in the fall &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sidenote&lt;/span&gt;- How awesome is it that e won't have to wait for a a year or more for the next book? Unlike SOME authors I know! *Side-eye* at Christopher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Paolini&lt;/span&gt; and J.K. Rowling, Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jemisin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; want us to DIE of anticipation!) But I digress. To the Book Review!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;100K (As the book is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;affectionately&lt;/span&gt; called by its author on her &lt;a href="http://nkjemisin.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;) is a first person account of A beautiful heroine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Yeine&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;neh&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Darr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; the Barbaric North. Her past heritage catches up to her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;In&lt;/span&gt; an unexpected way when her Grandfather(whom No one ever argues with) Summons her to the Faraway city of Sky with an important announcement. He wants her, who he has never met or spoken to or even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;acknowledged&lt;/span&gt; before, to succeed him to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Throne&lt;/span&gt; of the Hundred Thousand Kingdoms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This much you can learn from the cover and the teaser first page. After that is where I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;pleasantly&lt;/span&gt; surprised that even this bold statement had far far far &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;underestimated&lt;/span&gt; the scope of this beautiful story. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Engaging is the way that I describe all of my favorite writers. They have a way of engaging all 5 of your senses and even the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; sense for those who have it, in order to totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;immerse&lt;/span&gt; you into the world that they have created. This is what this literary Master N.K. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Jemisin&lt;/span&gt; has so expertly done with 100K. She draws us into the politically charged world of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Amn&lt;/span&gt; who are the ruling class of all the world. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;While&lt;/span&gt; drawing on all of the older experiences with cut throat nobility of our own history (See- Entire History of Courtesans in France and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Great&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Britain&lt;/span&gt;) she adds entirely new elements that give this world a life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; its own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We find out soon that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Yeine&lt;/span&gt; is a pawn in someones deadly game and she is desperate to find out how to leave the playing field alive. She meets dangerous Family members and her own personal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;antagonista&lt;/span&gt; is her own Cousin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Scimina&lt;/span&gt;, whose own brand of delicate and delicious cruelty is nothing short of masterful, in the way she is painted as the classic evil yet understandably so. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Yeine&lt;/span&gt; finds out so much and discovers it all so fast that it is hard to believe that the entire account merely spans about 2 weeks in her life, which is another thing I love about the book, it gives you such an awesome sense of real-time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I could ramble on and on about this book suffice it to say these last few things::::::&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;\/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Characters&lt;/span&gt;\/ Stunning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Character&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;development&lt;/span&gt; is displayed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;through out &lt;/span&gt; the entire work, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; examples of which are the Gods &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Nahadoth&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Seigh&lt;/span&gt;. You would expect a God to have a complex &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;character&lt;/span&gt; right? They do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;\/Palace Politics\/ I've been fascinated with Palace politics every since I first read "The 48 Laws of Power" and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Jemisin&lt;/span&gt; seems to have read it too the way the power plays are made as well as reminiscent of Sun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Tzu's&lt;/span&gt; "The art of War"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;\/ Writing\/ I cannot express enough the overall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;capability&lt;/span&gt; of the Writer! She makes everything so...Complete! All around well rounded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Jemisin&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt; and if anyone is deserving of the continuing legacy of Octavia Butler, I say its her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out her Website. She blogs regularly. &lt;a href="http://nkjemisin.com/"&gt;http://nkjemisin.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;TheGift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-4201123943021508003?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/4201123943021508003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/04/low-key-review-hundred-thousand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4201123943021508003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4201123943021508003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/04/low-key-review-hundred-thousand.html' title='Low Key Review: The HUndred Thousand Kingdoms'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-4840528274035704158</id><published>2010-04-06T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T11:03:14.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culture shock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hip-Hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diggy Simmons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Flight'/><title type='text'>Lowkey review: Diggy Simmons' First Flight to the Future of Hip-Hop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.25mag.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Diggy-The-First-Flight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 440px; height: 440px;" src="http://www.25mag.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Diggy-The-First-Flight.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My brother told me I gotta check out this kid Diggy Simmons new mix-tape. So I did. Before I give y'all what I think I'll tell you about my first thoughts.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;\||/ First thoughts\||/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that Run's son?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How old is this kid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats all his buzz from? The TV show?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He prolly getting a leg up from his dad right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;\||/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fist song I heard from him was &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/10083901"&gt;"Flow Stoopid"&lt;/a&gt; a Freestyle to Nas' Made you look. What did I think? &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E6E1O2HkUjA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;We have a Problem&lt;/a&gt; (First Flight Track 8). This kid is pure raw talent. His flow is quick and witty. His references are relevant and He isn't trying to copy cat off anybody in the game. To be truthful, I can't even make a comparison of him to any rapper I can think of. He's unique and he's so solid in his own identity that he doesn't need anyone else to validate him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    This kid Diggy comes off with a type of humility and honesty that no one would ever expect from a rich Kid. Some would ask why he wants to rap? He's not street, he's not hood, or gangsta so why rap? He doesn't have to???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;ENTER THE NEW SCHOOL: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been seeing this new school of rappers for a while now and Diggy is just continuing on the legacy Of Kanye, Kid Cudi, Lupe Fiasco Wale and others who have proven that rap has no boundaries. They break all the stereotypes of what rap and hip hop has been and are become the future of this game. And we are loving every minute of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   To me, Diggy proves that Talent can't be bought. If you are talented and youve honed your talents, then you will be recognized as having talent. &lt;a href="http://illroots.com/2009/12/02/diggy-the-first-flight/"&gt;First Flight (Download link)&lt;/a&gt; is a top notch Mixtape that comes out swinging and doesn't stop. A lot of the tracks are Album quality. Some people might say "&lt;b&gt;He's got all the best equipment and his dad has a million dollar studio&lt;/b&gt;" I say check the video below. You cannot buy talent. Certainly you can make talent sound better with an expensive microphone, but I ask you, Why is Diggy better than his brother Jo Jo? they got the same contacts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Diggy Embraces Rap as an Art form which is something you see so precious little of. He's putting his entire age group to shame and I hope he can keep his work ethic up over at Atlantic Records who he just signed a deal with. I'm rooting for the kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....TheGift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10083901&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10083901&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/10083901"&gt;Diggy - Made you look Freestyle (Flow Stoopid)&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user3354324"&gt;Diggy Simmons&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-4840528274035704158?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/4840528274035704158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/04/lowkey-review-diggy-simmons-first.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4840528274035704158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4840528274035704158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/04/lowkey-review-diggy-simmons-first.html' title='Lowkey review: Diggy Simmons&apos; First Flight to the Future of Hip-Hop'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-310975974138448393</id><published>2010-03-30T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T05:39:34.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Window seat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erykah Badu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TheGift'/><title type='text'>Can I get A Window seat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://erykah-badu.com/news/march2010/ws-video.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 643px; height: 149px;" src="http://erykah-badu.com/news/march2010/ws-video.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 27px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:17px;"&gt;"So, presently i’m standing&lt;br /&gt;Here right now&lt;br /&gt;You’re so demanding&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what u want from me"___Erykah Badu "Window Seat"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;My first introduction to "Window Seat" Was my friend Keresten calling me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;" My Ni@@a have you seen that new Erykah Badu Video?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;"Nah I hadnt heard" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;"Maaaaaannn I aint even know Sistahs get thicker with age!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;Thats the first phenomenon of the video. Its full blasted nudity. Its Guerilla video strategy ( It was filmed in one take, with no warning in downtown Dallas.) The fact that Erykah seems to have developed a Body since she first came into the game. We all used to think she was just a skinny girl. She had a lil' boy body is what they said. Now she got a 'fatty' and folks are paying attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;as I was prepared for all of this, by the time I got around to watching the video I could dig a little deeper. My first thoughts are as follows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;WTF is she wearing? Black over coat with a purple hoodie? Whea dey do dat at? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;Look at that guy in the red following her. is he part of the script? look he ust gave up picking up her clothes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;Whats with the cap on her head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:17px;"&gt;Wtf kinda t-shirt is that? was that extra necessary? I heard there was a message here somewhere, is it "What not to wear?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ohhhh snap she gone take it off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Owwwww she gotta booty now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Haha look at those white folks! They look nervous as hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;WT? she just got shot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Whats that blue "blood" say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Whats Groupthink?.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wow....that was thought provoking....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;     Contrary to some folks beliefs, I'm not into this video for the pornographic aspects. She made a statement. A very strong statement. I don't think this was a cheap thrill for her. I don't think its sole purpose was to put Erykah back on the map, I respect her will to do something different. anytime you break the mold, you will have those who Hate it and those who love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Everybody feel a way about 'Ye but at least yall feel something"___Kanye West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Upon reading the lyrics I see a theme, somewhat that which Kanye West expressed in a lot of his recent songs, Sometimes you just wanna do art. You don't wanna be bothered by the flashing lights, but an artist has a need to be seen. So youre damned if you go and damned if you stay. It's all about finding that perfect balance as an artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hope Badu and Mr. West find that balance. I think andre 3000 found it a long time ago but not many can find it. they are either in the game or out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I enclosed the song but not the provocative video, honeslty I find more value in the song on its own, but please, go and look for the video, I just saw it on Vh1 Soul the other day, so its out there. Is on her official Website as well at&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.erykahbadu.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://www.erykahbadu.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.erykah-badu.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://www.erykah-badu.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love her! Imma get me a t-shirt or sum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;...TheGift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 27px;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   line-height: normal; white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4E9hTz0lPBQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4E9hTz0lPBQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#551A8B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-310975974138448393?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/310975974138448393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-i-get-window-seat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/310975974138448393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/310975974138448393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-i-get-window-seat.html' title='Can I get A Window seat?'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-7455865047248104115</id><published>2010-03-26T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T12:09:44.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='At rest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TheGift'/><title type='text'>At Rest: Photo Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453010880690361458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6z8gTPjlHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7IHczHeWD5M/s320/SNC00049.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;At Rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I decided to have another go at my bid as an amateur photographer. I wanted the days photos to have a theme and I found my inspiration as I was walking past a cemetery in Lagrange. "At rest" I liked it and the idea started to take form over the course of the day as I found things that were At rest. Here we find people &lt;strong&gt;At Rest. &lt;/strong&gt;I like this picture because it shows the scope of the entire cemetery (Is everybody in Lagrange buried here?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453013879092594290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6z_O1KWxnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0qk89IF-KSo/s320/SNC00051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453013883983736626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6z_PHYfrzI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6U35DVq5Xw8/s320/SNC00052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now onto something a little less depressing! As the At rest concept started to gather some steam, I realized that there are plenty of things at rest in a town like Lagrange. In a recession so many things are abandoned. Like a Restaurant per se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S60ANca-KsI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-eKPafOtKsE/s1600/SNC00058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453014954783156930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S60ANca-KsI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-eKPafOtKsE/s320/SNC00058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Golden Corral in Lagrange. It was closed before I got here. If this had been Atlanta, someone would have moved in here already but I suppose the Corral is a dying breed. Maybe I should contrast the dead feeling of it with pics of the Cracker Barrel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453019704242707410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S60Eh5iXm9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/IEHn1s2zByw/s320/SNC00090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453020156982326834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S60E8QH59jI/AAAAAAAAAIc/le1iz23FUHc/s320/SNC00062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453020168492569090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S60E87AKUgI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dmrbg6urRuU/s320/SNC00068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453020169922783650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S60E9AVJqaI/AAAAAAAAAIs/XURQPbVnypI/s320/SNC00070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453020185833409538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S60E97mijAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/z1jVcxsBDs4/s320/SNC00075.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This last one is my Favorite pic of the day. I just think it says something poignant about a restaurant when the trash cans look destitute. This place may not be resting. It might be dead. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More from the At rest series at a later date! Ciao!...TheGift&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-7455865047248104115?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/7455865047248104115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/03/at-rest-photo-blogging.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/7455865047248104115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/7455865047248104115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/03/at-rest-photo-blogging.html' title='At Rest: Photo Blogging'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6z8gTPjlHI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7IHczHeWD5M/s72-c/SNC00049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-2642434178826601329</id><published>2010-03-23T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:56:30.697-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plus size'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chunky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grotesque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TheGift'/><title type='text'>Where do you draw the Line twix the Fat and the Thick?</title><content type='html'>Yep, this is a promo shot right here for Michaela's blog click the link cuz this whole post is musing about her post At the link: Click it! CLICK!.....I'm waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://divalicious813.blogspot.com/2010/03/ruthless-thoughts.html"&gt;http://divalicious813.blogspot.com/2010/03/ruthless-thoughts.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; ...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; lets begin. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; my question "Where do you draw the line between FAT and THICK? One word "GROTESQUE"&lt;&lt;&lt;in&gt;&gt;&gt;In my opinion, plenty of folks are confused. So I can only give you what I think. I think a lot of "Thick" girls are fat and a lot of "fat" girls are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;disillusioned&lt;/span&gt;. I know I know "Ouch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; harsh" but this is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Panorantic&lt;/span&gt; view people I call em like I sees em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I draw the line at "GROTESQUE" fat and OBVIOUS obesity. Lets get in some definitions here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gro&lt;/span&gt;·&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tesque&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; /&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;gro&lt;/span&gt;ʊˈtɛ&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sk&lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/luna/IPA_pron_key.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" title="Click to show spelled" onclick="javascript:show_sp()" onmouseout="status='';return true;" alt="Toggle for Spelled"&gt;Show Spelled&lt;/a&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;groh&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tesk&lt;/span&gt;] &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/luna/Spell_pron_key.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" title="Click to show IPA" onclick="javascript:show_ip()" onmouseout="status='';return true;" alt="Toggle for IPA"&gt;Show IPA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–adjective&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;odd or unnatural in shape, appearance, or character; fantastically ugly or absurd; bizarre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.... Bizarre? Yep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it. I live by the principle of Nature that things that are not natural the human body rejects it. The reason people say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ewwwww&lt;/span&gt;" upon seeing someones brains spilling out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; heads must be because this was something that is out of order, that should never happen. At the sight of this bizarre &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;occurrence&lt;/span&gt; we are repulsed, naturally. Whats that got to do with Fat people? Well I'll quote my favorite monologue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;equilibrium with&lt;/span&gt; the surrounding environment.But you humans do not......"___Agent Smith from The Matrix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone whose body has clearly left the normal natural boundaries of the human condition is immediately viewed as Bizarre. They leave the realm of "Who" and enter the realm of "it" now I try me hardest not to discriminate. But damn. Sometimes its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;unnecessary&lt;/span&gt; for you to carry 200 pounds of extra....you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My standard is a life standard. Someone is Bizarre to me who does not value life. Its been proven that those who are grotesquely over weight live shorter more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;laborious&lt;/span&gt; lives. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Their&lt;/span&gt; arteries were never designed to pump that much blood. I enjoy equilibrium. I enjoy balance. any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;opposing&lt;/span&gt; forces to equilibrium and balances must be challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, some women are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; bigger, withing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; bone structure and all that, but these People owe it to themselves to discover what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; own individual health to weight ratio is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just my thoughts though..maybe I'll come up with a politically correct article and write all this again so nobody gets offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually we're in America now so pretty much any weight goes. I just don't want people involved in the "Big is Beautiful" (and it is) Movement to get carried away &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; you know whats really beautiful? Health is Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;TheGift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.s.&lt;/strong&gt; All that to the side... What about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;African&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Women&lt;/span&gt;? I fully intend to marry an African woman and they Are all "thick" so what about them? My answer there is that there is a balance. Black women in General from Brazil to America to African are all Bigger than the Average woman. I just say bring your body into equilibrium with itself. Once that is done. You won't be "Over-weight" you'll be the 'Right" weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-2642434178826601329?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/2642434178826601329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-do-you-draw-line-twix-fat-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/2642434178826601329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/2642434178826601329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-do-you-draw-line-twix-fat-and.html' title='Where do you draw the Line twix the Fat and the Thick?'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-8502634373285052435</id><published>2010-03-23T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T15:54:53.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom-Changes-Flow river,Flow</title><content type='html'>I told one of my Surrogate younger brothers recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One o the greatest lessons you will learn in your lifetime is that Life is like a river. It keeps going and changing and moving and its never the same twice. It goes on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him that even though that sounds simple, all the greatest realizations are just that. Simple.&lt;br /&gt;He was concerned because he would be changing schools. He was leaving his friends and his life and worst of all, his prom! So I gave him one o my hard earned pearls of wisdom (I only have about 2 or 3 of those. All my other "Wisdom" comes from my wise teachers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a son of God there is always an opportunity for another Prom or another friend or a beter experience. Thats the problem with so many Americans now. America is so rigid. Here "Life is a b**** and then you  die". You are only allowed a few classic great moments, when every moment should be a great one. Here is the short list of American Great Moments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVENTS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom---YIPPEE!! This is the happiest day of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highschool Graduation--- YIPEE!! This is the greatest day of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College Graduation---YIPEE!! this is the NEW greatest day of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage---YIPPEE!!! This is....the..new...last greatest....day...of my life =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AGES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth---YAY I'm Born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st B-day-Yay its a year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(girls) 16----Sweet sixteen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18---Yay I'm a grownup!(not really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21---Yay I can drink now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait...no more awesome Ages?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in ther you have kids and you celebrate them..but thats like...It. Why not celebrate always? Why not create an Annual Prom for everybody who didnt get to go? Theres plenty of us I assure you. Why not make your life legendary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that we are also little rivers in the big river of life. always changing, always growing always flowing. So if this life doesnt suit you...keep flowing. It will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-8502634373285052435?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/8502634373285052435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/03/prom-changes-flow-riverflow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/8502634373285052435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/8502634373285052435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/03/prom-changes-flow-riverflow.html' title='Prom-Changes-Flow river,Flow'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-1511225308474800873</id><published>2010-03-09T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T17:32:09.385-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='39'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guevara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TheGift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Che'/><title type='text'>Che Guevara and The NUmber 39</title><content type='html'>Who is Che?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always asked this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he a man? Is he a legend? Whazzup with the T-Shirts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I recently began to study and Absorb Che. Che The Mighty. Che The Magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;Che The Impregnable. Che The Thinker. Wow. CHe was Huge. and Now He is even Bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I question why is it that the Pan africans who Taught and Trained me never&lt;br /&gt;told me to study Guevara. His ody of literature and Revolutionary thought is ingenius&lt;br /&gt;Clearly before his time. But At the proper time. For who of the Mightiest revolutionaries&lt;br /&gt;Wasnt before his time? Thats our job. To lead time. To Be recognized after we cease to Fight&lt;br /&gt;For the Fight that so Many died for......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel connected to Che. Not because of race or ideology but by the Number 39.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this umber so important you ask?&lt;br /&gt;Martin Died at 39&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm Died at 39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned as Hebrews that the signifigance of this number is its relationship to&lt;br /&gt;the next number. 40. Every Great Idea or society or civilization BOOMS after its 40th year&lt;br /&gt;and these revolutionaries were Stopped before that mark.&lt;br /&gt;and Then I read Che's age at death. 39.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some Revolutionaries who made it past that age and are still fighting that fight though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to become one of thier number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the speech that Fidel Castro Gave at the Funeral Services of Che Guevara&lt;br /&gt;and he spoke of Che Being of Impeccable Charachter and Extraordinary Strength.&lt;br /&gt;Truly, Che was a Super Human who trancended the Pitfalls and Downfalls of Man.&lt;br /&gt;His record of service was clean. and When He could have taken a cushy Office Job, He did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che Is a Hero. And Im not even done reading his books yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-1511225308474800873?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/1511225308474800873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/03/che-guevara-and-number-39.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/1511225308474800873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/1511225308474800873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/03/che-guevara-and-number-39.html' title='Che Guevara and The NUmber 39'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-901946957814942566</id><published>2010-03-02T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T01:45:19.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you wver held the world in the palm of your hands? Or the weight of it on your shoulders? Well I have. Most of my life. All of my life I have been A key. The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Answer. The Cure. The solution. Everyone has always known that I would transend Limitations and be a part of something worthy of my names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When my mother named me she knew I would lead. My first name was Tijani. In Arabic it means "He who wears the crown" She saw a need for divine leadership on this earth and she prayes for a son capable of filling this need. So that became my destiny and I have groomed toward the goal of guiding mankind to betterment eversince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ive been told that Im arrogant. I think Imvjust assured. One of my favorite Kanye West lines goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "The preacher said We need leaders and my body got stiff like a parapalegic"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There are very few of us who know what we are called for. If you have that gift. dont be ashamed. Do your duty. No matter what. I rest assured,confidently that I will be successful in my mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been certain that you need more training? That you need to be refined? Many people go to college to become refined. But what college is there to become refined mentally? Where is there a college for real Nation Builders? Where is there a school for the leaders of tomorrow? There are many that make that claim but I see no such results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Men and Women of these schools leave and continue to propegate the mind that they recieved within. In whichever cracked society it was built in. So I set out to attend a Unique institution and jokingly refer to it as the University of Yoehzer. Wherin I gather my teachers to myself through Yah and continue to become the man I am meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about to start my Senior year as an Undergrad. Ill invite you to graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...TheGift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/ Audibles: Graduation by Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/Readables: The Autobiography of Malcolm X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/ Watchables: Chronicles of Riddick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/ Munchables: Israelite Rice cakes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-901946957814942566?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/901946957814942566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/03/have-you-wver-held-world-in-palm-of.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/901946957814942566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/901946957814942566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/03/have-you-wver-held-world-in-palm-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-2925559815677872528</id><published>2010-02-19T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T13:10:39.877-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Generation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiger Woods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darwin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epigenetics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epigenome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TheGift'/><title type='text'>Thoughts and #LowKey review on: Why Your DNA Isn't Your Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thoughts and #LowKey review on: Why Your DNA Isn't Your Destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a id="emailWriter" href="http://www.time.com/time/letters/email_letter.html"&gt;John Cloud&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;“Darwin was a misguided White Man who, upon discounting those things he could not see, hear nor understand, just started Making Stuff up.” ____TheGift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Scientists had Gangs, that Statement might get me shot. Alas they do have shots amongst the Doctors but their Hippocratic Oath prevents them from forcing “Death by Needle” (AKA H1N1 Vacc.) upon me so HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness though, In conversing with My Mentor This Morning he directed me to this article and asked to know what I thought about it, In relation to My own personal development. I later thought instead of calling him and telling him that I’d just turn it into a Blog post and share My thoughts with ALL (5) of You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all flawed. No I don’t believe we are flawed cuz Jesus said so. I really doubt he meant it like that. We are Flawed because we were born into a flawed society. We are plagued with &lt;insert&gt;and &lt;insert&gt;and Even &lt;you&gt;and it wears heavily on us all as individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter Epigenetics (Here is where the Darwin Comment becomes relevant) Cloud says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;“At its most basic, Epigenetics is the study of changes in gene activity that do not involve alterations to the genetic code but still get passed down to at least one successive generation. These patterns of gene expression are governed by the cellular material — the epigenome — that sits on top of the genome, just outside it (hence the prefix epi-, which means above).”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get to the point, Epigenetics proves that Your GENES can Be Affected through your DIRECT HERIDITARY LINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Trumps Darwinian Theory which states that it takes MANY MANY years in order for Genes to Change By Natural Selection. The Changes in this Article have been Observed in as little as 40 years! &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;#TAKETHATDARWIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     This means that things that your Father or Mother did when they were your Affects the basic code of your Genetic structure. Your Father Smoked? You’re at risk for Obesity. Wow. I’ll let you read this AMAZING article yourself (Read more: &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/health/article/0,8599,1951968-1,00.html#ixzz0g155ltKG"&gt;http://www.time.com/time/health/article/0,8599,1951968-1,00.html#ixzz0g155ltKG&lt;/a&gt;) but here are a few of my personal thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The First thing that came to Mind when reading about Genome changes through Generation and its effect even on Memory was that Yahwah le Yisrael has always been know to afflict several Generations with the same Punishment, thereby placing an entire Peoples Genetic Memory Under specific Stressors in order to Change their Gene Pattern. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Subsequently this means that In order to lift these specific Genetic Markers we would then have to Undergo several Generations of Redevelopment in order to return to our original state of Being and Greater(Hopefully having retained the Proper Memory Markers so that we don’t genetically forget why we were being Punished)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. This also points as many other things do To Our Yah being (Of Course) The Master of Science. Him having laid these laws in advance and us (Mainly these Darwinist Scientists) Finding out all late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. On a Personal Note having seen what the Article says about direct Hereditary lineage, I am personally prone to My own Fathers Habits and Behavior Patterns. So like The Bene Gesserit from Dune I find it necessary through discipline and training to 1 by 1 remove all “lesser” Traits for the good of my whole Lineage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What if Tiger Woods has a Genetic Predisposition to say Stupid things, Hold Stupid Press Conferences and Try and *Weezy Voice* F*CK URRYYY (white) GURL IN THA WORLD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Lets Examine: His Daddy didn’t Like Black Women (He Married an Asian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. He’s never been vocal about Himself (His Pops don’t talk Much either)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. His Father Cheated( I don’t Know if Tiger So much “Cheated” as he “Smashed Everything with a Vagina that wasn’t Nailed Down”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m #Just Sayin. Think About it. Blame it On Epigenetics? Maybe His DNA was his destiny? Maybe He’s just weak? Maybe the Establishment set Him up…to Fall….In several Women….Repeatedly…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Maybe He’s Just Dumb (My Personal Favorite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it was, I won’t let My genetic Markers Create My Path and Neither Will My Sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…..TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-2925559815677872528?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/2925559815677872528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/02/thoughts-and-lowkey-review-on-why-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/2925559815677872528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/2925559815677872528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/02/thoughts-and-lowkey-review-on-why-your.html' title='Thoughts and #LowKey review on: Why Your DNA Isn&apos;t Your Destiny'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-3322589164603506741</id><published>2010-02-17T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T11:44:37.721-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trending'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Energy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Energy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twiiter'/><title type='text'>Changing up the Energy</title><content type='html'>Know whats amazing? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its all around us and its everything. Now, Lemme make that Make some sense and pull it into context....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every individual has the power to manipulate thier own environment at will through a change in thier Outlook and thought Patterns. Thats right. You can manipulate the world with your mind. Those of us experienced in spirituality are not surprised but there are others who don't know how to tap into this power. (I'm bringing it in I promise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last few months or so My sleep pattern has been Crazy. Id stay up till 4:30 am or so and wouldnt wake up till after 12:00. This isnt How I was raised. The way I was raised youre supposed to rise before the Sun everyday. Well a couple of days ago I decided to crack down. Enough was enough. Yesterday I got up at 7:30 and got my shit together EARLY and you know what? I'm a morning person. I had forgotten that about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Energy&lt;/span&gt; floating around in the Morning is OUTSTANDING! Even on Twitter! I just started tweeting and I see that its evident that when you &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;#TwitterAfterDark&lt;/span&gt; you can expect some things of a slightly differrent nature.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;More &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sexual&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if you catch my drift. But Tweeting this morning @7 AM was AWESOME! everybody was so Inspiring! as a matter of Face right Now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Positive Energy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;is trending on Twitter! Isnt that Amazing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that but This morning I woke up atr around 6:10 and decided to stay up. Better than that I decided to Pray. Something I havent done in Forever. After I was done lifting the name of Yah I tweeted with @SFReynolds about international Travel. His advice was that I should really make my international travel travel dreams into reality! Do you know that now 1 HOUR LATER My mentor called me with a way for me to Go To Israel? See how the Energy moves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Positive. I promise it Helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah Helps those who are willing to align with his Purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Change your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-3322589164603506741?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/3322589164603506741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/02/changing-up-energy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/3322589164603506741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/3322589164603506741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/02/changing-up-energy.html' title='Changing up the Energy'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-4216471739292414762</id><published>2010-02-02T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T15:24:34.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myspace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Networking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relevant'/><title type='text'>PAPA I DONT WANT MYSPACE TO DIE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S2ivxqCLBpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yqGcjLS3y54/s1600-h/myspace.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S2ivxqCLBpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yqGcjLS3y54/s320/myspace.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433786218054354578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      Ok So Its Myspace. I was 13 or 14 when I started and just like EVERY SINGLE othe Social Networking Site I was Totally against it. Totally. But I got bored one day and decided to give it a shot and got myself HOOKED! What a rush! Images sounds friends and everything at the click of a button. WHO KNEW?&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Fast Foward to today and Myspace is dying. Plenty People are still asking the question: IS MYSPACE RELEVANT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Heres My answer, Yes and No. Confused?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Myspace is relevant for a couple of reasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. They have THE Largest social Network Online and they are still growing. Meaning that regardless of whether or not you Use it, EVERYONE has a Myspace page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.They are an Industry standard. Meaning that in the Music Business execs Who arent Absoluteley Current with the times (Most of them Are old) WILL LOOK FOR A MYSPACE PAGE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. They Hold Weight. Myspace is the Modern Father of Social Networking. They have the Power to do anything they want. Its part of the Percs. Think about Macintosh Computers. They started something big. Many people said they were irrelevant. Jobs took a breather and came back Stronger than ever and is now so relevant he might Just be HYPERrelevant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never doubt the power of a good comeback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today as I was having this conversation via My &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/yoehzertheGift"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; (damn 140 charachters) I realized why I was fighting for Myspaces survival. Because I would really hate to see it go. Sadly Facebook and Twitter are contributing to Its destruction. But....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DON'T WANT MYSPACE TO DIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess we have to flow with the times though, I just wanted to give you gus some of My thoughts on the Matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Thegift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-4216471739292414762?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/4216471739292414762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/02/papa-i-dont-want-myspace-to-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4216471739292414762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4216471739292414762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/02/papa-i-dont-want-myspace-to-die.html' title='PAPA I DONT WANT MYSPACE TO DIE!'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S2ivxqCLBpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/yqGcjLS3y54/s72-c/myspace.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-429445251524169472</id><published>2010-01-26T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:48:43.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mural Painting.</title><content type='html'>I want to Paint a Mural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Big as The Frigiin Sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...Seriously. I who have never really painted before or have any experience with a brush. I would like to paint a Mural thats just....ME. I cant quite see it yet but I can feel it watching me.&lt;br /&gt;Id like to find a Burnt out wall in Atlanta upon my return and paint the most beautiful thing that my world can sustain. And then Imma cross that off my Bucket list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is a Gift. Share it. I have NOT shared my Gifts enough. Some would say I'm crazy. Some will say...Can you even Draw? A little. But I'm a visionary. a little thingk like artistic ability would never stop a true artist from producing. I imagine this mural may take a lot out of me though. After it leaves my body I might sleep for 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-429445251524169472?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/429445251524169472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/01/mural-painting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/429445251524169472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/429445251524169472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/01/mural-painting.html' title='Mural Painting.'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-7352399786963573911</id><published>2010-01-05T23:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:35:57.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S0Q9XcFkdKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/kSMjNuw6ZZc/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FYmxhc3QtMS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-757006"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S0Q9XcFkdKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/kSMjNuw6ZZc/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FYmxhc3QtMS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-757006"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423527324146758818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ahem.....&lt;p&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;p&gt;  Is that a feeling? Like is that an emotion or an action or a verb? Have you ever wanted to shout at the universe? Have you ever wished you had the lung capacity to Bellow a cry into the ethos that would last for years and echo for an eternity?&lt;p&gt;   Have you ever wanted to battle cry into the universe? I have. I&amp;#39;m at war with everything and I intend to win. That&amp;#39;s why I wanna scream. I think I will actually. Hold on. &lt;p&gt;(Goes outside, in the cold with an A-shirt on......leaves phone......Picks up phone,slightly refreshed) I honetly think that one of Man&amp;#39;s basic instincts is to yell. A long bellow to show that the challenge is accepted. &lt;p&gt;Become a reformer of society and Master of the Universe you say? I accept.Grrrrrrrrr&lt;p&gt;....TheGift&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-7352399786963573911?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/7352399786963573911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/01/aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/7352399786963573911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/7352399786963573911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2010/01/aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S0Q9XcFkdKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/kSMjNuw6ZZc/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FYmxhc3QtMS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-757006' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-4547408022766391381</id><published>2009-12-25T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T23:51:57.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICONIC IMAGES ACTORS AND ACTRESSES</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvHhcfUtI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FdscpARcsLs/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTEtaW5nbG91cmlvdXMrYmFzdGVyZHMrMjAwOSticmFkZCtwaXR0LmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-717994"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvHhcfUtI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FdscpARcsLs/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTEtaW5nbG91cmlvdXMrYmFzdGVyZHMrMjAwOSticmFkZCtwaXR0LmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-717994"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419078426661180114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvHipgBiI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fOrEpdFKQkw/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUGFub3JhbnRpY0JvbWJEYXktNC5naWY%3D%3F%3D-718818"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvHipgBiI/AAAAAAAAAGE/fOrEpdFKQkw/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUGFub3JhbnRpY0JvbWJEYXktNC5naWY%3D%3F%3D-718818"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419078426984187426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvHwr9BoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_WrcyWVak7g/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTItZDhfZF9fMF9YTWVuT3JpZ2luc1dvbHZlcmluZS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-719740"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvHwr9BoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_WrcyWVak7g/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTItZDhfZF9fMF9YTWVuT3JpZ2luc1dvbHZlcmluZS5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-719740"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419078430752573058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvIG1yWHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Snikc3-OjhI/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTMtaS1jYW4tZG8tYmFkLXBvc3Rlci0zLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-720491"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvIG1yWHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Snikc3-OjhI/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTMtaS1jYW4tZG8tYmFkLXBvc3Rlci0zLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-720491"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419078436699396210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvIaWt6cI/AAAAAAAAAGc/OKjPDefUnB8/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTQtZ2VyYXJkLWJ1dGxlci1nYW1lci5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-721397"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvIaWt6cI/AAAAAAAAAGc/OKjPDefUnB8/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTQtZ2VyYXJkLWJ1dGxlci1nYW1lci5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-721397"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419078441937791426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvInMtTJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wn9Oo4eExM0/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTUtIEJydWNlIFdpbGxpc19zdXJyb2dhdGVzLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-722194"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvInMtTJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wn9Oo4eExM0/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTUtIEJydWNlIFdpbGxpc19zdXJyb2dhdGVzLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-722194"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419078445385469074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvItTeM7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/aqFhcTnhHx0/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTYtZ2ktam9lLW1vdmllLTIwMDkuanBn%3F%3D-722971"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvItTeM7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/aqFhcTnhHx0/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTYtZ2ktam9lLW1vdmllLTIwMDkuanBn%3F%3D-722971"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419078447024452530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvI0mebzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/EmWCunBpEIw/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTUtc3Rhci10cmVrLXVodXJhLXBvc3Rlci5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-723872"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvI0mebzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/EmWCunBpEIw/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTUtc3Rhci10cmVrLXVodXJhLXBvc3Rlci5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-723872"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419078448983207730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sooooooo not much to say here. I love how some actors are putting in Soooo much work in 09&amp;#39;. Channing Tatum had like 3 flicks. ( G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra (2009) Playing: Captain Duke Hauser, Public Enemies (2009) Playing: Pretty Boy Floyd, Fighting (2009) ) Taraji P.Henson Has been in all kinda movies(I Can Do Bad All by Myself (2009) .... April ... aka Tyler Perry&amp;#39;s I Can Do Bad All by Myself (USA: complete title) , Not Easily Broken (2009) .... Clarice Clark , Hurricane Season (2009/I) .... Dayna Collins , The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (Yeah its from 2008 but its my favorite!) .... Queenie) And Gerard Butler has been Blazing up the screen!( Law Abiding Citizen (2009) .... Clyde Shelton , Gamer (2009) .... Kable , The Ugly Truth (2009) .... Mike Chadway) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But you know who I&amp;#39;m in Love with? Who I&amp;#39;m excited about? Really hyped for? Oh yeah, Zoe Saldana.( Avatar (2009) .... Neytiri ... aka Avatar: An IMAX 3D Experience (USA: IMAX version) ... aka James Cameron&amp;#39;s Avatar (International: English title: promotional title) , The Skeptic (2009) .... Cassie , Star Trek (2009) .... Uhura ) This is the hottest actress in Hollywood right now. She will have 4 movies out in 2010 and she&amp;#39;s signed on For the Star Trek Sequel in 2011. A-Ma-Zing!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh how I love her!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...TheGift&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-4547408022766391381?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/4547408022766391381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/iconic-images-actors-and-actresses.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4547408022766391381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4547408022766391381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/iconic-images-actors-and-actresses.html' title='ICONIC IMAGES ACTORS AND ACTRESSES'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRvHhcfUtI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FdscpARcsLs/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQUNULTEtaW5nbG91cmlvdXMrYmFzdGVyZHMrMjAwOSticmFkZCtwaXR0LmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-717994' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-5519824199858698304</id><published>2009-12-24T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:05:38.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ICONIC IMAGES OF 09'!</title><content 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alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419035615424085858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Iconic Images are Pics that we see ALLLL the Time. They Define a CELEBRITY a MOMENT a PLACE an EVENT and a TIME. These are some of the images of 2009. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;   I&amp;#39;ll only Comment on a couple Images.&lt;p&gt;KANYE VS TAILOR SWIFT&lt;p&gt;   This was an even that ROCKED America just because it was SOOOOO RUDE! Come on Kanye! Why you sitting on this poor lil white girls dreams? Yeah we all know Kanye thinks he&amp;#39;s an activist for Black People, But DAMN was all that really necessary? But I already Knew He was a douche so I wasn&amp;#39;t surprised......&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;BLUEPRINT 3 ALBM COVER&lt;p&gt;All the Jay-Z fans was like WTF Jay?&lt;p&gt;When you first look at it it looks like visual vomitm But it kinda grows on you don&amp;#39;t it?&lt;p&gt;Chris Brown Graffitti&lt;p&gt;Not as Iconic as it should have been cuz the stores REFUSE to shelve it. Sigh* just goes to show.....something.....&lt;p&gt;More to come! Next up, ACTORS AND ACTRESSES!&lt;p&gt;...TheGift&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-5519824199858698304?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/5519824199858698304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/iconic-images-of-09.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/5519824199858698304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/5519824199858698304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/iconic-images-of-09.html' title='ICONIC IMAGES OF 09&apos;!'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzRIIszglNI/AAAAAAAAAE0/FAYp77GykTU/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUGFub3JhbnRpY0JvbWJEYXktNC5naWY%3D%3F%3D-738747' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-3627782315562599055</id><published>2009-12-24T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T22:25:24.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzMJVM5CGsI/AAAAAAAAAEM/BJcC3Fomc6U/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FRkFOREYtNS0tTUFJTi5naWY%3D%3F%3D-724368"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzMJVM5CGsI/AAAAAAAAAEM/BJcC3Fomc6U/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FRkFOREYtNS0tTUFJTi5naWY%3D%3F%3D-724368"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418685036499180226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzMJVffFonI/AAAAAAAAAEU/hc5BSYsqVqo/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FRkFOREYtMS0taEFNLmdpZg%3D%3D%3F%3D-725249"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzMJVffFonI/AAAAAAAAAEU/hc5BSYsqVqo/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FRkFOREYtMS0taEFNLmdpZg%3D%3D%3F%3D-725249"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418685041490633330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzMJVu3XCcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fun5qEnJIkQ/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FRkFOREYtMi0tTk9IT01PLmdpZg%3D%3D%3F%3D-726041"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzMJVu3XCcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fun5qEnJIkQ/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FRkFOREYtMi0tTk9IT01PLmdpZg%3D%3D%3F%3D-726041"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418685045618969026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzMJVoKVk1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/tB_W0ny05xk/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FRkFOREYtMy0tV0hFQS5naWY%3D%3F%3D-726902"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzMJVoKVk1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/tB_W0ny05xk/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FRkFOREYtMy0tV0hFQS5naWY%3D%3F%3D-726902"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418685043819516754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzMJV1DQwXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/J91S4dq6SJc/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FRkFOREYtNC0tYlJPV04uZ2lm%3F%3D-727715"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzMJV1DQwXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/J91S4dq6SJc/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FRkFOREYtNC0tYlJPV04uZ2lm%3F%3D-727715"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418685047279501682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well Folks, Its 1 o&amp;#39; clock and This is the last post for day 3&lt;p&gt;Fads And Phrases of 09&amp;#39;!&lt;p&gt;I done pissed off half my Facebook friends today and I&amp;#39;m low key alright about it.lol&lt;p&gt;I LOVE most of the phrases of this year but there aren&amp;#39;t any Fads I really liked. But thtas not anything special cuz I DONT LIKE FADS! Hahahah! Anyway here&amp;#39;s my Final List Of Top  Fads and Phrases and Some Pics I made of em. ENJOY!&lt;p&gt;1.Whea dey do dat at?&lt;p&gt;2. We off That&lt;p&gt;3. BAOW!&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.NO"&gt;4.NO&lt;/a&gt; HOMO&lt;p&gt;5. I&amp;#39;m bout ta go HAM&lt;p&gt;6. &amp;quot;Chris Browned&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;7.I&amp;#39;m Goin IN&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;(Fads in No order of annoyance)&lt;p&gt;1. Skinny Jeans&lt;p&gt;2. Ga Ga&lt;p&gt;3.Dammit....I&amp;#39;m outta Fads!&lt;p&gt;Haha! Post some!&lt;p&gt;...TheGift&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-3627782315562599055?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/3627782315562599055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-folks-its-1-o-clock-and-this-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/3627782315562599055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/3627782315562599055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-folks-its-1-o-clock-and-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzMJVM5CGsI/AAAAAAAAAEM/BJcC3Fomc6U/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FRkFOREYtNS0tTUFJTi5naWY%3D%3F%3D-724368' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-6608691967296188998</id><published>2009-12-23T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T20:44:15.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EFFIN SKINNY JEANS: The Fashion "Desaster" of 09'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLxn_z0axI/AAAAAAAAAD0/XDsQolrxLBU/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fc2tpbm55LUplYW5zLURpc2FzdGVyLmdpZg%3D%3D%3F%3D-755875"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLxn_z0axI/AAAAAAAAAD0/XDsQolrxLBU/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fc2tpbm55LUplYW5zLURpc2FzdGVyLmdpZg%3D%3D%3F%3D-755875"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418658971126098706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLxoJ4xf4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/QqN_1eJkuWM/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fc2tpbm55LTIuanBn%3F%3D-756921"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLxoJ4xf4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/QqN_1eJkuWM/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fc2tpbm55LTIuanBn%3F%3D-756921"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418658973831233410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLxoXBG93I/AAAAAAAAAEE/cw-WiKtkwFI/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fc2tpbm55LTMuanBn%3F%3D-757648"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLxoXBG93I/AAAAAAAAAEE/cw-WiKtkwFI/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fc2tpbm55LTMuanBn%3F%3D-757648"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418658977355855730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So I got Beef with this one fad. This ONE fad that irks me to my core. Its based in my belief that the fashion and music industries aim to DEMASCULATE and Castrate all Men but I aint even gotta take it that deep in this post. Just.....&lt;p&gt;WHATDAFUXUP WITH SKINNY JEANS?&lt;p&gt;My Favorite Skinny Jeans quote EVER-&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Skinny Jeans are a Fashion DISASTER.They look HISEOUS on Girls and Atrocious on GUYS. They come in 577 different color variations yet they match absolutely NOTHING! They feel like Denim Underwear, Can you imagine?&amp;quot;___Aaron Maurice Goolsby of&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/AARONGOOLSBYTV"&gt;www.youtube.com/AARONGOOLSBYTV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;( Here&amp;#39;s the Video its from. ITS Hilarious! Go watch!  &lt;a href="http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Wwoef-eWnqI&amp;amp;is_adult=True&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;gl=CA&amp;amp;warned=True&amp;amp;client=mv-google"&gt;http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Wwoef-eWnqI&amp;amp;is_adult=True&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;gl=CA&amp;amp;warned=True&amp;amp;client=mv-google&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ve got a few questions though:&lt;p&gt;1. Who decided to resurrect these damn things from the 80&amp;#39;s? What A$$hole was looking at his parents old clothes box and went &amp;quot;Oh yeah, These pants are ugly and uncomfortable, I think I&amp;#39;ll start making them again!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;2. WHO SAID MEN COULD WEAR THEM!??????&lt;p&gt;YALL LOOK STUPID! Grow up and stop following every new fad that comes out! Dummy! What &amp;quot;Real&amp;quot; woman is gonna want a feminine man? Or are the lines blurred that badly that they stopped caring?&lt;p&gt;I know I&amp;#39;ve got Male friends who are into these things but here&amp;#39;s question number three for my dudes.&lt;p&gt;3. WHERE ARE YOUR GOLF BALLS? &lt;p&gt;Damn! Don&amp;#39;t yo Balls hurt? Let em Breathe! Please! Your future children demand it!&lt;p&gt;4. IF YOU SAG YOUR SKINNY JEANS YOU ARE STUPIDx2. IDIOT SQUARED&lt;p&gt;The point of the pants is that they fit. If you sag em not only AARRRRFGGGGHHHHHHHhddtgdghejuhyjerydetged I can&amp;#39;t even finish that one!&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m still angry about this. Might be a video.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;My solution? BURN EVERY PAIR OF THESE ATTROCIOUS PANTS YOU OWN!&lt;p&gt;I leave you with this quote&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;hello! skinnyjeans&amp;#174; - Web Site of the Official Skinny Jeans!Hello SkinnyJeans are made from ultra comfortable girdle fabric that slims the thighs and lifts and shapes the buttocks. You will look 15 pounds thinner&amp;quot;----The official Website.&lt;p&gt;Yeah, Real Manly&lt;p&gt;....TheGift&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-6608691967296188998?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/6608691967296188998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/effin-skinny-jeans-fashion-desaster-of.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/6608691967296188998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/6608691967296188998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/effin-skinny-jeans-fashion-desaster-of.html' title='EFFIN SKINNY JEANS: The Fashion &quot;Desaster&quot; of 09&apos;'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLxn_z0axI/AAAAAAAAAD0/XDsQolrxLBU/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fc2tpbm55LUplYW5zLURpc2FzdGVyLmdpZg%3D%3D%3F%3D-755875' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-5235747875193417493</id><published>2009-12-23T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:22:41.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fads and Phrases of 09' Continued....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLCYRETQNI/AAAAAAAAADU/qY_wHyrz-5A/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FR0FBQUFHQV8yODB4MzkwXzcxNTE1MGEuanBn%3F%3D-761612"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLCYRETQNI/AAAAAAAAADU/qY_wHyrz-5A/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FR0FBQUFHQV8yODB4MzkwXzcxNTE1MGEuanBn%3F%3D-761612"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418607023834218706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLCYiAmIWI/AAAAAAAAADc/HSCIQ4lAVa0/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUGFub3JhbnRpY0JvbWJEYXktMy5naWY%3D%3F%3D-762751"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLCYiAmIWI/AAAAAAAAADc/HSCIQ4lAVa0/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUGFub3JhbnRpY0JvbWJEYXktMy5naWY%3D%3F%3D-762751"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418607028382081378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLCZH4mLpI/AAAAAAAAADk/7Co4Em5M72s/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FTGFkeS1HYUdhLTA0MDktOC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-764277"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLCZH4mLpI/AAAAAAAAADk/7Co4Em5M72s/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FTGFkeS1HYUdhLTA0MDktOC5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-764277"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418607038549077650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLCZdYDYOI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ls3rMZKpaNY/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FbGFkeS1nYWdhLXZtYS00LmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-765362"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLCZdYDYOI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ls3rMZKpaNY/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FbGFkeS1nYWdhLXZtYS00LmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-765362"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418607044318159074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;YO! So BlackBerry&amp;#39;s server went down yesterday and I couldn&amp;#39;t finish Blog Bombing so I decided to carry over my theme from Yesterday. Enjoy!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Let&amp;#39;s talk Gaga. Lady Gaga That is. Why is she a fad and not filed under music? CUZ SHES TEMPORARY! (I hope)&lt;p&gt;    Nah, how did she go from Poker face(Song about Cunningulus) to Poke HER Face(Cudi,Common and Kanye, On Cunningulus)&lt;br&gt;     To Just dance to Videophone......Its not that  Hate Gaga per se, I&amp;#39;m just Tired of her! She&amp;#39;s EVERYWHERE! Maybe I&amp;#39;ll get over my Gaga Overload. In the meantimen here is a funny Gaga Parody!.....TheGift&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=LWxTGJ3TK1U&amp;amp;is_adult=True&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;gl=CA&amp;amp;warned=True&amp;amp;client=mv-google"&gt;http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=LWxTGJ3TK1U&amp;amp;is_adult=True&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;gl=CA&amp;amp;warned=True&amp;amp;client=mv-google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-5235747875193417493?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/5235747875193417493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/fads-and-phrases-of-09-continued.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/5235747875193417493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/5235747875193417493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/fads-and-phrases-of-09-continued.html' title='Fads and Phrases of 09&apos; Continued....'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzLCYRETQNI/AAAAAAAAADU/qY_wHyrz-5A/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FR0FBQUFHQV8yODB4MzkwXzcxNTE1MGEuanBn%3F%3D-761612' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-8621345081393871119</id><published>2009-12-23T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:01:40.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fads And Phrases continued......</title><content type='html'>YO! So BlackBerry&amp;#39;s server went down yesterday and I couldn&amp;#39;t finish Blog Bombing so I decided to carry over my theme from Yesterday. Enjoy!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Let&amp;#39;s talk Gaga. Lady Gaga That is. Why is she a fad and not filed under music? CUZ SHES TEMPORARY! (I hope)&lt;p&gt;    Nah, how did she go from Poker face(Song about Cunningulus) to Poke HER Face(Cudi,Common and Kanye, On Cunningulus)&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-8621345081393871119?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/8621345081393871119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/fads-and-phrases-continued.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/8621345081393871119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/8621345081393871119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/fads-and-phrases-continued.html' title='Fads And Phrases continued......'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-464036270066893756</id><published>2009-12-22T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:10:47.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CATCH PHRASES AND FADS OF 09'!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzFD6FPRvOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1KWSSpcsmhw/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUGFub3JhbnRpY0JvbWJEYXktMi5naWY%3D%3F%3D-747979"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzFD6FPRvOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1KWSSpcsmhw/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUGFub3JhbnRpY0JvbWJEYXktMi5naWY%3D%3F%3D-747979"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418186491821145314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzFD6RopVcI/AAAAAAAAADE/cBAzzKMyizs/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FY2hyaXMtYnJvd24uanBn%3F%3D-749503"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzFD6RopVcI/AAAAAAAAADE/cBAzzKMyizs/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FY2hyaXMtYnJvd24uanBn%3F%3D-749503"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418186495148774850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzFD6n1IjWI/AAAAAAAAADM/h5AuMLF4u9U/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FZ3VjY2ktQ0wuanBn%3F%3D-750451"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzFD6n1IjWI/AAAAAAAAADM/h5AuMLF4u9U/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FZ3VjY2ktQ0wuanBn%3F%3D-750451"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418186501106732386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So I&amp;#39;m starting day 2 Kinda late but I&amp;#39;ve just been negotiating better content for yall. Today&amp;#39;s topic iiiisssss&lt;p&gt;-PHRASES AND FADS OF 09&amp;#39;!-&lt;p&gt;     This one is a public opinions polle as well as a Personal rant. Here is What&amp;#39;s Facebook Had to say......&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Yoehzer Ben Yeeftahk-&lt;p&gt;(That&amp;#39;s Me)&lt;p&gt; Today on the Panorantic View we will be discussing FADS AND PHRASES OF 09&amp;#39;! WHEA DEY DO DAT AT? What was your favorite?....TheGift 2 hours ago&amp;#160;-&amp;#160;via Facebook for BlackBerry&lt;p&gt;-Morgan-Leanne House- (That&amp;#39;s my Sister)&lt;br&gt; at 2:41pm&lt;p&gt;   Lady Gaga...the biggest fad of 09..so big in fact, that&amp;#39;s its carrying over to 2010. lol&lt;p&gt;-Yoehzer Ben Yeeftahk-&lt;br&gt; at 2:43pm&lt;p&gt;    So true. I can&amp;#39;t stand dat jone though.lol. At least her fashion sense didn&amp;#39;t become popular though. That would have been REALLY scary.&lt;p&gt;-Joshua Southwaяd-&lt;br&gt; at 2:43pm&lt;br&gt;    I didnt have a favorite but i hated &amp;quot;Stupid Fruity Swag&amp;quot; that ish sounds gay.&lt;p&gt;-Yoehzer Ben Yeeftahk-&lt;br&gt; at 2:45pm&lt;p&gt;     Ew. That does sound Gay as hell!I think Gucci Mane was another fad of 09&amp;#39;. I HATE &amp;quot;Burrr&amp;quot;.lol&lt;p&gt;-Joshua Southwaяd-&lt;p&gt; at 2:47pm&lt;br&gt;    Yeah &amp;quot;burr&amp;quot; does sound stupid. Id be like dang niqqua you cold or some ish.&lt;p&gt;-Michael MoneyMike- Ojeda at 2:50pm&lt;p&gt;   Burrr, Stupid fruity &amp;amp; futuristic....swagg been out 4 a min&lt;p&gt;-Yoehzer Ben Yeeftahk -at 2:53pm&lt;p&gt;    Yeah they Been on &amp;quot;Swagg&amp;quot; Since Early 08&amp;#39;. Its amazing how long niggas can keep stupid sh*t alive!&lt;p&gt;-Joshua Southwaяd-&lt;br&gt; at 2:56pm&lt;p&gt;  aint that the truth.&lt;p&gt;-Morgan-Leanne House -at 2:56pmi &lt;p&gt;    cant be mad...lady gaga&amp;#39;s lyrics are pretty decent. BUT as for swag...i&amp;#39;m mad that a perfectly good word &amp;quot;Swagger&amp;quot; has been completely redefined. and shortened. it aint even like &amp;quot;bad&amp;quot; means &amp;quot;good&amp;quot; cool..lol&lt;p&gt;Yoehzer Ben Yeeftahk at 3:01pmHahaha! Yeah, I used to have Swagger back when it was confidence and style. Oh well. I still got &amp;quot;Suave&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Debonaire&amp;quot; so I&amp;#39;m good.&lt;p&gt;Morgan-Leanne House at 3:03pmdude. remember when swagger was the drunk sailor&amp;#39;s walk? lmao!!&lt;p&gt;Yoehzer Ben Yeeftahk at 3:04pm&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah! @Morgan: I forgot..... *BAOW*&lt;p&gt;-Tina C. O&amp;#241;ate-Jofr&amp;#233;- at 3:22pmYou&amp;#39;ve just been &amp;quot;Chris Browned&amp;quot;!! &lt;p&gt;Yoehzer Ben Yeeftahk at 3:28pmAW SNAP I forgot about that one! I saw a T-shirt that said &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll Chris Brown a B*tch&amp;quot;! I gotta have one of them!&lt;p&gt;Hahaha! Ay Yall weigh in!&lt;p&gt;What was your favorite?&lt;br&gt;Comment! Rate! Holla!&lt;br&gt;....TheGift&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-464036270066893756?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/464036270066893756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/catch-phrases-and-fads-of-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/464036270066893756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/464036270066893756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/catch-phrases-and-fads-of-09.html' title='CATCH PHRASES AND FADS OF 09&apos;!'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/SzFD6FPRvOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1KWSSpcsmhw/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUGFub3JhbnRpY0JvbWJEYXktMi5naWY%3D%3F%3D-747979' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-180437165767737060</id><published>2009-12-21T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:48:17.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stimulus Shpindulus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy_7MQl7CgI/AAAAAAAAACs/VKqPNySpR0M/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUG9zdC0ycGljLTIuanBn%3F%3D-797592"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy_7MQl7CgI/AAAAAAAAACs/VKqPNySpR0M/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUG9zdC0ycGljLTIuanBn%3F%3D-797592"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417825064781023746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy_7M8EGrkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YLYE4mjl_eU/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FcG9zdC0ycGljLTMuanBn%3F%3D-799155"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy_7M8EGrkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YLYE4mjl_eU/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FcG9zdC0ycGljLTMuanBn%3F%3D-799155"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417825076450340418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Sooooo In tune with the first post of the day, Let&amp;#39;s Talk some more about Obama and The Shatty Economy of 2009 shall we?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;     On January 28th 2009, Just 8 days after our new El Presidente was crowned King of the Free world,  The &amp;quot;American Recovery and Reinvestment Act of 2009&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;ARRA&amp;quot; (official acronym) passed through the House of representatives. On Feb. 17th Our President Passed it into law, Immediately putting him ahead of the Bush administration for finding and implementing Solutions for America&amp;#39;s Failing Economy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;     Even though The Crash of the Housing Market and The official *STAMP* of recession was mainly in 2008, Obama Inherited the Mess and the Fallout from the sluggish actions and foolish decisions of the Bush Administration.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    The ARRA or as it would become popularly known as &amp;quot;The Stimulus Package&amp;quot; is a 787 Billion dollar effort, Championed by Barack Obama. Has it helped the economy? Possibly. I think that it did more to soothe the fears of the American public than anything. And That it did, since Many many Americans received a check directly in their mailbox because of it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Did you get a Check? What did you spend it on?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    NEXT POST! OBAMA AND THE NOBEL COMMITEE! Peace Prize? Whea dey do dat at?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;....TheGift&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-180437165767737060?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/180437165767737060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/stimulus-shpindulus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/180437165767737060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/180437165767737060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/stimulus-shpindulus.html' title='Stimulus Shpindulus!'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy_7MQl7CgI/AAAAAAAAACs/VKqPNySpR0M/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUG9zdC0ycGljLTIuanBn%3F%3D-797592' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-4429651310892010573</id><published>2009-12-21T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T07:41:44.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BLOG BOMB: 2009 Year In/End Review Day #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XOEBZ7aI/AAAAAAAAAB0/arVttYqgjuE/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUGFub3JhbnRpY0JvbWJEYXktMS5naWY%3D%3F%3D-704327"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XOEBZ7aI/AAAAAAAAAB0/arVttYqgjuE/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUGFub3JhbnRpY0JvbWJEYXktMS5naWY%3D%3F%3D-704327"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417715144603594146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XOfYgpfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MtTl0WXuhwI/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FMjAwOVBlbm55VW5jT2J2SGlyZXMuanBn%3F%3D-705930"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XOfYgpfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MtTl0WXuhwI/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FMjAwOVBlbm55VW5jT2J2SGlyZXMuanBn%3F%3D-705930"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417715151948260850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XO2hN-xI/AAAAAAAAACE/KjNDV6l2-DI/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FMjAwOS0wMS0xOS1SU29iYW1hY292ZXIuanBn%3F%3D-707253"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XO2hN-xI/AAAAAAAAACE/KjNDV6l2-DI/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FMjAwOS0wMS0xOS1SU29iYW1hY292ZXIuanBn%3F%3D-707253"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417715158158801682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XPEJ0dOI/AAAAAAAAACM/-f6_Jh4ST7c/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSmF5LVpEYVZpYmUuanBn%3F%3D-708211"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XPEJ0dOI/AAAAAAAAACM/-f6_Jh4ST7c/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSmF5LVpEYVZpYmUuanBn%3F%3D-708211"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417715161818756322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XPfBVqUI/AAAAAAAAACU/JuejqUBjmrU/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FMjAxMi0yMDA5LXdhbGxwYXBlci5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-709279"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XPfBVqUI/AAAAAAAAACU/JuejqUBjmrU/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FMjAxMi0yMDA5LXdhbGxwYXBlci5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-709279"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417715169030940994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XP39MWfI/AAAAAAAAACc/d_KQ3vLuTv8/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fb2JhbWEuanBn%3F%3D-711494"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XP39MWfI/AAAAAAAAACc/d_KQ3vLuTv8/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fb2JhbWEuanBn%3F%3D-711494"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417715175724440050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XQLmqxnI/AAAAAAAAACk/CvHvyCd6ebQ/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fb2JhbWEtMi5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-712893"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XQLmqxnI/AAAAAAAAACk/CvHvyCd6ebQ/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3Fb2JhbWEtMi5qcGc%3D%3F%3D-712893"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417715180998674034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;What&amp;#39;s up Panorantic Viewers? It is I.......TheGift. Here to Bring you a year in review....in 10 days. Whew, I&amp;#39;ve got a lot to cover and Very little time to cover it!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We&amp;#39;re gonna rant about EVERYTHING 09&amp;#39; from Obama to Tiger Woods(I knew you guys were waiting for it. I&amp;#39;ve got a DOOZY for that one) Movies and Music, Celebrities and Moguls I will attempt to cover 355 days and counting and I&amp;#39;m gonna put that personal Touch on it That sets me apart from the rest.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So Let&amp;#39;s start st the Beginning Shall we?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;January 20th 2009 Marked The Largest Gathering of People at our Nations Capitol since The Million Man March. The Date Marked One of the Most recorded,Written about,Blogged about,Talked About Historic Events in The entire Canon of American History. Barack Obama officially Became the 44th President of The United States of America. It was a proud moment for the world.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I don&amp;#39;t Have to rehash the sentimental feelings of a people &amp;quot;Upl From Slavery. (You can go ask ya Grandma For all that) Because If you don&amp;#39;t feel it too, why are you reading my blog? Anyway&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Barack Obama Marked this year at its beginning as a year of Change. Of Growth and Development. Has it Been? Leave me a comment or an E-mail. Or Just wait for the Next Post!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is the beginning of Day #1! Stay tuned!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;.....TheGift&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-4429651310892010573?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/4429651310892010573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-bomb-2009-year-inend-review-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4429651310892010573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4429651310892010573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-bomb-2009-year-inend-review-day-1.html' title='The BLOG BOMB: 2009 Year In/End Review Day #1'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy-XOEBZ7aI/AAAAAAAAAB0/arVttYqgjuE/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FUGFub3JhbnRpY0JvbWJEYXktMS5naWY%3D%3F%3D-704327' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-4505574749304237237</id><published>2009-12-20T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T17:24:33.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mobile Blogger steps it up a notch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy7OUdryUnI/AAAAAAAAABU/penqAtzz_f4/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FTGFzdCBBZnJvLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-773136"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy7OUdryUnI/AAAAAAAAABU/penqAtzz_f4/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FTGFzdCBBZnJvLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-773136"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417494252734272114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy7OUe292CI/AAAAAAAAABc/mtTHP0cA1OA/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQ3V0LTEuanBn%3F%3D-773948"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy7OUe292CI/AAAAAAAAABc/mtTHP0cA1OA/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQ3V0LTEuanBn%3F%3D-773948"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417494253049600034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy7OU91IpzI/AAAAAAAAABk/Vehe6I5SlJE/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQ3V0LTMuanBn%3F%3D-775516"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy7OU91IpzI/AAAAAAAAABk/Vehe6I5SlJE/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQ3V0LTMuanBn%3F%3D-775516"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417494261363418930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy7OVNaNrEI/AAAAAAAAABs/Qklsv45Qksg/s1600-h/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQ3V0LTIuanBn%3F%3D-776405"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy7OVNaNrEI/AAAAAAAAABs/Qklsv45Qksg/s320/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FQ3V0LTIuanBn%3F%3D-776405"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417494265545468994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;lt;Bold&amp;gt; Hear ye Hear ye! Panorantic View is now completely mobile!&amp;lt;/bold&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;   So as I step my game up into the 21st Century I have come to appreciate Technology more and more. I was looking for a way to upgrade my blog but still remain Mobile (I blog from my BlackBerry Curve) And I found it! I can just E-mail my Blogposts in from now on! Isn&amp;#39;t that awesome?&lt;p&gt;So here is my test run of this new feature. If you guys have notticed there has been a lack of pictures in my Posts up till now but now I can do that too. Hence these pics:&lt;p&gt;Yep I let the Fro Go! Its close to 2010 and I&amp;#39;m making Changes everywhere. Changing my Image, My lifestyle, My company and yes, The Blog.&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow starts the The Year end/in Review! So get ready for some classic ranting!....TheGift&lt;br&gt;Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-4505574749304237237?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/4505574749304237237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/mobile-blogger-steps-it-up-notch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4505574749304237237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4505574749304237237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/mobile-blogger-steps-it-up-notch.html' title='The Mobile Blogger steps it up a notch!'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/Sy7OUdryUnI/AAAAAAAAABU/penqAtzz_f4/s72-c/%3D%3Futf-8%3FB%3FTGFzdCBBZnJvLmpwZw%3D%3D%3F%3D-773136' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-1207595626435310091</id><published>2009-12-15T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:17:18.335-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The One'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TheGift'/><title type='text'>Im in it for the Glory. But at least Im in it.</title><content type='html'>Isn't there any thing more to this moment than me sitting on this bed? Facebook Mobiling? Waiting to make a phone call? Like really? Isn't there something greater?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the peple in my head were in conference again recently and they postipulated that I may just be in it for the glory. This whole bieng a Hebrew Israelite thing appeals to my dramatic Grandeur side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be the last of a dying breed on a mission to save the world. On some old Matrix type shit. I can just hear the movie announcer Guy now......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IN A WORLD THAT HAS GONE TERRIBLY WRONG......AT HE END OF SOCIETY AS WE KNOW IT......ONE MAN DARED TO BECOME A SOLDIER......FOR GOD!" Que the symphony and the music. And put in a picture of The White House Exploding. EPIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me recently That they think I live in a fantasy world. And I admit, I kind of do. But my philosophy is that we need people who can think in Fantasy terms to create the new world. We need people who don't believe in rules or limitations. Because if you leave it up to those who are grounded in "reality" then wekll live in the same shitty world forever! And it'll get worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I'm in it for the glory? I think I've got a good balance. I can be humble and Arrogant. Brash and Loud as well as Quiet and softspoken. So what if I don't believe I can be hurt. So what If I think I'm invincible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM THE GIFT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its supposed to be that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-1207595626435310091?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/1207595626435310091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-in-it-for-glory-but-at-least-im-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/1207595626435310091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/1207595626435310091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-in-it-for-glory-but-at-least-im-in.html' title='Im in it for the Glory. But at least Im in it.'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-6467861996101876915</id><published>2009-11-19T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T09:49:18.169-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The One'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tenth Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fight Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special'/><title type='text'>What makes me so Special? Mr. Durden would not approve::::</title><content type='html'>Tyler Durden Says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You are not speacial! You are not a beautiful and unique Snowflake!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I like Tyler Durden I really do but I dont buy this bullshit. Not for me. I am special. I am not a Unique Snowflake I am the snowball that started the Avalanche. Ive been special my whole life. I have always had special gifts. I have always had purpose. In an age where all my peers were born haphazardly as a mere byproduct of sexual intercourse, I was brought here to earth on a mission. And I damn well aim to completet that mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Let me pause in this ranting a little moment to give you a little perspective. Firstly, my favorite cult classic next to the Matrix just marked its Tenth year anniversary. Thats right. Fight Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some of the best lines in Cinema history. THE FIRST RULE OF FIGHT CLUB IS, WE DO NOT TALK ABOUT FIGHT CLUB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had somewhat of a religious experience when I first saw this movie but I'll save that for a later blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I was lost but now I am found. I'm always losing myself and this time I was gone for a long time but now I'm angry. Cuz I (again) found out who my worst enemy is. My own damn self. and Imma fight this bastrad tooth and nail till I get what it is that I want. back to my rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::Tyler Durden would not approve. and heres why. He would not approve because truthfully, I am Tyler Durden. I am an Urban messiah and a legend in the making and no matter what happens, in the end my name will ring forever. Just like his. The reason he would not approve is because I am organizing my own revolution. Not just joining one. I am adding to a cause even greater than his. I am opening eyes to a bigger picture. A larger reality is unfolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler said " If our Fathers were our Models for God then what does that say about us?" In his case this means that he is "God unwanted child". But My fathe/God wants me so this is where we differ Mr. Durden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will shine. I will be the truth. Like Jet Li said at the end of his movie.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be the ONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-6467861996101876915?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/6467861996101876915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-makes-me-so-special-mr-durden.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/6467861996101876915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/6467861996101876915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-makes-me-so-special-mr-durden.html' title='What makes me so Special? Mr. Durden would not approve::::'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-4688983080380048498</id><published>2009-11-14T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T12:24:56.590-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culture shock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black folks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ringtones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Ring Tones are that Nu Nu I guess</title><content type='html'>RIng Tones have quickly become the newest market for distributing Singles in America! Its crazy. they now have awards for these things that mirror Gold and Platinum records now you can have Gold and Platinum RINTONE SALES! Wow, how quickly the cell phone has become an inticate irremovable part of the worlds culture. Just 10 years ago nobody had one. Now youre a Pirriah if you DONT have one. funny how things change huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I aint come here to rant about that. I came here to rant about a phenomenon that I only started noticing when I came to Lagrange GA. Here where the culture/color line is so close that it Blurs. This happens all the time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the library minding my own business when all of a sudden I hear this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ITS YA BOY PLIES! HAA HAAAAAAAAAAAA....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I search for the rude and disrespectful owner of this Un-silenced cell phone who has the NERVE to accept a call INSIDE of the library, I spy out the culprit. Prepared to cut this Nigga this Illest Nigga look in history, I open my mout in surprise as I find...... a white lady. pretty old and wrinkly looking. at least 50 years of age. and Obviously a heavy smoker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am shocked. but this isnt the only time this has happened. As a matter of fact EVERY time I hear a ringtone in public it seems to be a culture shock for me. White fols bumbing Soulja Boy and T.I. Hell on that note, My own ring tone is a Rock song! so I guess I'm not really complaining. I'm just saying this ish is pretty bizarre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I caught the Greyhound to Atlanta there was a car full of people waiting on the bus to arrive. all of em White and they start to blasting "Live Ya Life" By T.I. and they was ROOOCKIN like hands in the air dont give a fuck I love this song kinda vibe. It was just wierd I tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well , as long as were gonna be crossing cultures I guess I shouldnt be mad that White Folks wann be cool like us, or that Black Folks wanna be cool like them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-4688983080380048498?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/4688983080380048498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/11/ring-tones-are-that-nu-nu-i-guess.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4688983080380048498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/4688983080380048498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/11/ring-tones-are-that-nu-nu-i-guess.html' title='Ring Tones are that Nu Nu I guess'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-807519104574780231</id><published>2009-11-11T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T18:30:07.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BIKE!</title><content type='html'>So I know I know, The Panorantic View has been missing its ranter but I do believe its time to rant once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been so angry that youre calm? So frustrated that it makes you weak? Angry enough to take up arms and destroy those who caused you such pain? Wish you had a baseball bat? Yeah, me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, some D*** stole my Bike yesterday. yes I said "Bike". Yes I am one of those Biker people who goes everywhere on 2 wheels. Feel free to joke about how I need a car, but remember this, I AM MORE FIT THAN YOU ARE! Boom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some young Jack off stole my trusty steed. I'm PISSED! luckily though, Niggas are stupid and I fully expect to revover my ride before the weeks is out. I went to fill out a police report and the lady coop said "Why didnt you come sooner?" I wanted to say "CUZ I FUCKIIN HATE COPS!" but I kept my damn mouth shut, this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know these KEYED UP City of Lagrange Police have stopped me THREE DAMN TIMES on a Bycicle? ON A BYCICLE? What kind of Cop in atlanta would EVER stop a man on a damn Bycicle? and every time these Fuckiing Idiots had the nerve to ask me for my DRIVERS License.... Uhhhhh... "Heres your sign"... BITCH YOU DONT SEE ME RIDING ON THIS BIKE? WHY THE FUCK WOULD I HAVE  A GOTDAMN LICENSE TO DRIVE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These boys out here be too keyed up. I'm hopong they use all that extra energy to find my bycicle before I do, cuz like I said, Niggas is stupid. I know three things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The Thief doesnt live far from the scene f the crime.(Cuz Niggas dont like walking too far)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The Thief WILL return to the scene of the crime( Cuz Niggas is slow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I WILLL whoop that Niggas ass when I see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have dealt with bieng under estimated my whole life and very rarely have I had to rise to the occasion to prove that I am not to be toyed with cuz people normally leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;But this time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let yall know how it goes....TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-807519104574780231?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/807519104574780231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-bike.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/807519104574780231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/807519104574780231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-bike.html' title='MY BIKE!'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-9204695986364441671</id><published>2009-09-29T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T15:52:09.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fisherman'/><title type='text'>::Woes of a broke Fisherman::</title><content type='html'>I think I'm about to dissapear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I.... I think its time for a magic act. What happens to the world when its missing one of its Gifts? Theoretically, I know the answer, but every theory needs to be backed up. So....I think I'm quitting. Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This is ironic for reasons I won't explain,but that's the plan anyway. I quit everything. Cuz I have been playing on your team and not on mine. I have ignored the fundamental lessons I have learned and I have suffered for it, so goodbye cruel world, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you're wondering what the flapjacks I'm talking about huh? "Is he talking suicide?" "Is he leaving the country?" "Is he quitting college?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair, I can't really call it quitting. Its a general reassessment. Coming from a new spiritual new year, I feel the pressing need to be better than I once was and to do so I must reorder my mind,change my environment and excel in a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, I am leaving everything I was behind for a while, to reorganize everything into anew structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that creative writers in a blog would find some way to tie all this randomness together but those who would read this may see me in these words and undestand. For those who can't I leave a bit of wisdom from my mentor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I never fish, if I'm gonna have to throw it back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----Melek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words,If you can't eat a 400 pound fish, don't catch it. If your boat can't support an extra 400 pounds, don't catch it. If your line can't support 400 pounds, don't cast it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand before you, a man, with a leaky boat, a trashy line, a splintered rod with very pretty words. But in reality, my words will not save me. They are just pretty words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Imma go buy a new boat at any cost. Become Great at all costs....TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-9204695986364441671?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/9204695986364441671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/09/woes-of-broke-fisherman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/9204695986364441671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/9204695986364441671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/09/woes-of-broke-fisherman.html' title='::Woes of a broke Fisherman::'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-3668114030322436041</id><published>2009-09-25T02:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T02:12:22.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vJiZvexJex4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vJiZvexJex4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-3668114030322436041?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/3668114030322436041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/3668114030322436041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/3668114030322436041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-8297569555358402713</id><published>2009-09-20T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T12:07:25.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G.O.O.D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Common'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Corner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forever'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"There are times, when you'll need someone. I will be by your side.There is a light that shines. Special for you, Baby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    That was the song where I first liked Common. I don't know if that chorus was a sample or not,but I know that to a 13 year old boy it just sounded like the truth. And I loved singing it. Me and my guy Common have had our ups and downs since then, I absoluteley despised his flow for years after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Then I only started bumping his verses on other peoples songs. He went smoothe on his verse for Erykah Badu's "Love of My life". I remember thinking that maybe bieng in love made him rap better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Whan Kanye West dropped His first album, He had a verse on track 9 "Get em High" that I still consider to be one of his best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How could I ever let your words affect me//they say hip-hop is dead,I'm here to ressrect ME"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I still thought he was wack though. Just hot on other peoples songs. What kind of artist can't be hot on his own? Then I had a Common revelation, "Be" Hit the stands and his hit single "Go" rocked hard. I started ta bumpin Common. Admittadly I was hesitant, and his album was slept on for a reason, cuz It wasn't THE hottest,some of the tracks wasn't that hard. But that song "Testify" was pure poetry. I had to give it up to Common. This man is the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The final straw though? "Finding Forever". Hands down one of my favorite albums. Ever. "The Corner" with the last poets "Misunderstood" all speak to my very soul by a brother who comes from a generation with more integrity than my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, I guess the message here is, Don't sleep on Common. He's the truth. You'll regret it. He has consistantly been on "Team Hip-Hop" saving the artform we know and love from impending doom by snap dance,soulja boy tellin em, and Gucci man's ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    If you ever need that peace of mind that only our generation can appreciate, Kick back, relax and play dat track:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are times...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-8297569555358402713?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/8297569555358402713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/09/there-are-times-when-youll-need-someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/8297569555358402713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/8297569555358402713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/09/there-are-times-when-youll-need-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-8025340097424513299</id><published>2009-09-17T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:42:20.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='her'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allasia hanan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TheGift'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I adore her mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell her that her mind is her greatest asset and that she should guard it with her life. For her and her daughter’s sake, she should learn how to control her mental processes. I want to tell her that, to worry about things that are outside of her control is futile and will give her ulcers, because that leaves so many things to worry about. I want to tell her that, her life is far too precious to be shortened by something as trivial as money worries. I want to tell her that, no man should ever be able to cause her grief or pain because so few men are worth her time, that it is highly likely that the man who is causing the grief and pain is not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I want to tell her so much, but she’s gone. I cannot see her. When I speak she hears me as if I am muffled. She sees me through a mist. She knows that I am the truth, but she believes that the things standing between her and I are also truth, when they are not. What the world has told her is truth is not. Drake thinks that truth is money, cars, clothes and hoes, he is mistaken. Doctors think truth is their western medicine, created by Hippocrates, King of hypocrites. They are mistaken……Let that though trail…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I am a teacher by nature. I took a test once that said so. The test was a part of my college courses and it measured my learning style. What it said about my type was that we absorb information faster and better than others in our peer group and that we re-enforce this information in our minds by teaching it to others or tutoring others. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt; I had a friend once with whom I shared my insight, but her learning style severely clashed with my teaching style and my learning style didn’t suit her because she no longer had anything for me to learn. Furthermore se balked when she discovered that I thought of her as a student. I wasn’t sure what she wanted from me, but I wish her the best and hope that she finds what she seeks. She just can’t find it from me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;            I dug up my favorite blogger’s&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (Allaisia Hanan- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whoissheandwhyshouldwecare.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;www.whoissheandwhyshouldwecare.wordpress.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; phone number a few days ago because I was looking for inspiration. Who knows if she even remembers giving me her number cause I only used it like twice and our respective lives have been in a whirl wind since then so I almost expected her not to remember me, but she did. Cause she’s a boss like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            So when I told her that I wanted her to inspire me, she said she was fresh out of inspiration. She told me that I had caught her on the absolute worst day for inspiration possible and she was sorry she couldn’t help. So what was I to do? I asked how I could help. As we pressed on into our conversation it molded itself into a mutually inspirational experience. An it was wonderful. Why am I telling you this? Cuz this is what I do. I strive, achieve and succeed so that others can do the same. I try and lead by example (which doesn’t always work) and I keep it pushing. I was taught that I am a Son of the Most High, the light at the end of the tunnel and in part, my destiny is to be Mankind’s last great hope for redemption. With all that weight on my shoulders, it’s good to find someone who says I’m doing a good Job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\/Watchables: Watch “The Secret”. It’ll blow ya mind&lt;br /&gt;\/Readables: Read Dune by Frank Herbert I read it when I was 13. I started it again. Its still effing awesome.&lt;br /&gt;\/Munchables:Go to Kroger and try some vegan cookies from their Health food section.&lt;br /&gt;\/Audibles: Forever Young by Jay-Z off The Blueprint 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck kids. God speed.&lt;br /&gt;…TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-8025340097424513299?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/8025340097424513299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-adore-her-mind-i-want-to-tell-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/8025340097424513299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/8025340097424513299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-adore-her-mind-i-want-to-tell-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-5902515441948428244</id><published>2009-09-05T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T11:29:01.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passionate Panorantic</title><content type='html'>So I'm thinking, Maybe I'll expand the scope of my blogging concept. Certainly I can rant. But something has to really push me over the edge in order for me to get in a really good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll just be known for my passion and intensity? I got plenty of those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/Watcheables: Inglorious Basterds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might already know this, but Quentin Tarintino is a genius and a legend. Fa real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inglorious Batserds is a Seperate story about Nazi Germany and the fall of Hitler. Told with a beautiful spin, casting stereotypical carachters against brilliant underlying pains,plots and inner conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its wonderful. And leutinant Aldo Rain is My very favorite Bradd Pitt Charachter EVER! Followed at a close second by Achilles of course. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/Readables: read in your proffesion today! Become educated about your vocation! My current readings are all books about writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Art of Writing by Andre Maurois is definately a good one! Being a french writer of the early to mid Nineteen Hundreds, he doesn't mention any Female writers at all!(Except George Sand. But she had issues)&lt;br /&gt;Good read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/Audibles: BLUPRINT 3 IN STORES SEPT. 11th!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Jay-Z fans are BUYING the album. Regardless of who leaked what! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Current track: Touch the sky:Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/Doables: Inspire someone today!&lt;br /&gt;...TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-5902515441948428244?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/5902515441948428244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/09/passionate-panorantic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/5902515441948428244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/5902515441948428244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/09/passionate-panorantic.html' title='Passionate Panorantic'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-3670089030056187572</id><published>2009-08-27T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:08:09.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eagles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog bites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Vick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robin Starr'/><title type='text'>View on Vick</title><content type='html'>Now let's chit chat for a second. I'm still not all the way back to my angry self yet but I have had a little bit of a topic to stoke the fires of Hell within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's Talk Michael Vick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first introduction to Michael Vick was when my father(who seldom watches football, like myself) told me that he had heard what the streets of Atlanta were whispering. "Michael Vick is The Truth". Naturally as a seeker of The Truth, I was interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What followed was one of my only forays into the sports scene, as I followed one mans career and he got me of all people excited about Football. I like the rest of My city was in love, with the Greatest Quaterback we had seen in years, Number 7, Michael (Fucking) Vick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it all came crashing down. We called Vick stupid, we said he had ruined his career, But we couldn't anticipate it to go this far! 23 MONTHS FOR DOG FIGHTING???? What The sam FUCK is that about???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody get me the math! How many people do that much time for dog fighting? Insanity! Anyway, when our hero is finally let out after serving 18 career crushing months of time, he is still getting shitted on in the media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say he shouldn't be allowed to play. They say he hasn't shown remorse. Some dumb bitch said he should donate half his salary to animal shelters! Sit down Stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many cock fighting rings you bust down recently? Better yet, how much of your chinese food has doggie bits in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Some dumb heffier, The one talking all this shit, Went and let HER DOG SUFFOCATE AND DIE OF HEAT EXHAUSTION IN HER CAR!!! WTF???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin Starr is the head of the Richmond SPCA and her dog died in her car. They asked for her resignation. RESIGNATION? SEND THE BITCH TO JAIL! Let her do 18 months! Then when she gets out, tell her dumb ass to devote half of what she's earning TO MICHAEL FUCKING VICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh I'm pissed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just found out today, that ARTHUR BLANK owner of The Falcons, was on SAFARI when he got the news about Vick's Indightment! He don't give a shit about animals! He was shooting at em! Dumb bastard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think Vick loves animals. He played faithfully for the Falcons and now he's playing for the Eagles. Both members of the animal Kingdom. I aint never rooted for the Eagles a day in my life but I'm rooting for Michael Fucking Vick. And If you wanna get mad at me because I support a black man who got crucified for no reason, you might as well get mad at every christian on the planet suckas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-3670089030056187572?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/3670089030056187572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/08/view-on-vick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/3670089030056187572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/3670089030056187572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/08/view-on-vick.html' title='View on Vick'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-1954666437348752572</id><published>2009-08-24T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:58:49.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drake says "Take That D!"</title><content type='html'>Delayed Rant# 1. Broken PeePee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;So the premise for this rant happened a couple weeks ago. Lets see if I can get the anger back.&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some of you may have seen Drake's debut single's Music video, "Best I ever had".&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may already know how I feel about the Music video in question and these feelings invole plenty breast jokes. Lemme rewrite the song real quick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shawty you got everythang, Up top is all I ever wanted//&lt;br /&gt;Yo titties is real big, and yo tight ass shirt can flaunt it//"&lt;br /&gt;___Drake "Breast I ever had."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about sums it up, However there was one line that had me ROLLINg!&lt;br /&gt;During half time at this basketball game, Coach Draketells the team to&lt;br /&gt;"Take that D! You take that D like the champions you are!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really Drake? A transparent sex reference with no sound track? Too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to why I'm ticked. After reading a Facebook status and doing a lil&lt;br /&gt;Google research I have rewritten that classic line as well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.normstrainingblades.com/images/Broken%20Stick.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 141px;" src="http://www.normstrainingblades.com/images/Broken%20Stick.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Break that D! You break that D like the champions you are!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. The D can Break.&lt;br /&gt; Apparently there is a horrible medical affliction of the phallus known as "Broken Penis" Syndrome where The Dick can just.. Break! Just like that! snap! Broken Dick. WHAAAAAAATTTT????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked it up! Apparently over 1,000 american men suffer from Broken Dick every year! Who knew it could break??? Shouldn't there be an owners manual? Nobody ever told me Id have to&lt;br /&gt;Worry about it breaking! This is just another reason to be celibate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already worried about several things. Getting kicked in the nads, somegirl who doesnt know the meaning "giving a (gentle)helping hand", Chicks who bite, STD's and other random stuff but now it can break? I do NOT appreciate this crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Dammit I lost the thread of this rant! you get the point right? This that Bullshit!&lt;br /&gt;Ok Imma go and see what else the world holds in store for the angry Broken Poet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\||/Watchables:Sister Sister(Throoooooowwwwbaaaack!)&lt;br /&gt;\||/Readables: 7 Habits of Highly effective people&lt;br /&gt;\||/Doables:Go to The Park! Leave suggestions! Holla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...TheGift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-1954666437348752572?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/1954666437348752572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/08/drake-says-take-that-d.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/1954666437348752572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/1954666437348752572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/08/drake-says-take-that-d.html' title='Drake says &quot;Take That D!&quot;'/><author><name>Chamelli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05754539993714235505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TUQqIVOcsPs/S6lG5wdgh8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/FwrQ3-4Hq_Q/S220/rant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2009675704657552282.post-7116398402444536981</id><published>2009-08-24T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:31:06.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra  Extra! Read all about it! TheGift loses his Moxy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So I had a plan for this blog. The PanoRANTic View was supposed to be big!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It still might be. So if this were a TV show this would be the synopsis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" In todays society, everything that can go wrong has gone wrong. Recessions, Old Presidents,New Presidents,(Even Old Old Presidents), Social changes, and the state of civilization has been in an uproar and people are Pissed. Everything is changing and the things that should stay the same or get better are progressively getting worse. these are the view points of one man. Angry at the world. Watch Him go APE SHIT!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;   Ok ok, crappy synopsis, but you get the point right? I'm shitty! Pissed and not afraid to admit it. And I got some friends who are shitty too! So I want to talk about my problems the best way I know how. YELLING LIKE A FRIGGIN MANIAC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Admitadly not the greatest idea, or the most original but it works for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;However, lately, I havent been writing. I havent been writing cuz I havent been angry. Or sad. or happy. Or in love or jealous or anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;See, I'm one of those psycho's who cuts off his emotional cantact from time to time because I cant deal with all these fucking "feeeeeeelings". And I found out the other day that you need "feeeeelings" to be a good writer! That's news to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;   So this is a test run. like a test pilot, pilot episode. Just to see if I got it in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I never realized how much my emotions defined me before. As a performer, most of my stage presence comes from anger which explains why I bombed at Java Monkey a couple weeks ago. I dont care what anybody says, I did not do well at that show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;   I like so many others, forsook feeling due to a broken heart,but I am starting to think that its not worth it. Maybe emotions have a purpose. maybe they have meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So I am now on a mission to get my feelings back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe if you give my pilot,pilot a bad review I'll be pissed enough to write a real rant ? Try it out and see. You might help me catapault back to my old mean and viscious self again. Maybe then I'll be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;....TheGift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2009675704657552282-7116398402444536981?l=panorantic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/feeds/7116398402444536981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/08/extra-extra-read-all-about-it-thegift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/7116398402444536981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2009675704657552282/posts/default/7116398402444536981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://panorantic.blogspot.com/2009/08/extra-extra-read-all-about-it-thegift.html' title='Extra  Extra! 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