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is the reason that there are a million nobies on here in the past weeks because superfuture sucks now? how pathetic.

this is like young vito corleone arriving on American shores for the first time.

[DHC]

One day a man Dante Alighieri didn't know stopped him in a square and asked him: "What is your favourite food?". Dante replied, "The egg". One year later, in the same square, the same man, stopped him again and asked: "How do you like it?". "With salt" Dante replied without wonder or surprise and went on walking.
I wish my memory was like his.

[Nikov]

^^ maybe, eat more eggs.

Chinorlz, i'm not sure if i know you, but i'm certain we know some of the same people. from Florox, i only know queen NV but i also know a lot of other bboys from the NY area. battled against a Florox/Floor Obsessions supercrew earlier this year at That Jersey Jam. dont know if you were there cause i dont know what you look like.

[Chinorlz]

^^ maybe, eat more eggs.

Chinorlz, i'm not sure if i know you, but i'm certain we know some of the same people. from Florox, i only know queen NV but i also know a lot of other bboys from the NY area. battled against a Florox/Floor Obsessions supercrew earlier this year at That Jersey Jam. dont know if you were there cause i dont know what you look like.

Haha, unfortunately couldn't make the Jersey jam.

I'm sure we've seen each other at NYU practice or something. I'll let you know if I can make it up to Boston/NY again over winter break.

hahaha funny that you know Sue. It's a small world!

[airboyair]

Ice Skating is FUN!

[Nikov]

Haha, unfortunately couldn't make the Jersey jam.

I'm sure we've seen each other at NYU practice or something. I'll let you know if I can make it up to Boston/NY again over winter break.

hahaha funny that you know Sue. It's a small world!

actually, im in Florida so ive never been to any of those practices. I met Sue through Omen, when he used to live down here. And since then, she's come down to Florida a couple of times for a few jams. which is how i know her but not anyone else in Florox.

i'll most likely be in nyc this winter break. might be there for a while so i was thinking of hitting her up to find out about some sessions. either way, you should definitely let me know if you'll be up there.

[kira]

Ice Skating is FUN!

yes. I it. I have never been skating here in NYC since I moved here some years ago. always meant to but never seemed to get around to it...on the agenda this year.

[kira]

I have listened to this song for quite a while. you sing the lyrics, knowing them but not really thinking about them. you look them up and see them in black and white. hmmm. so different when you read something...perfect expression of life.

Breathe- Telepopmusik

I brought you something close to me,
Left for something you see though your here.
You haunt my dreams
There's nothing to do but believe,
Just Believe.
Just Breathe.

Another day, just believe,
Another day, just breathe
Another day, just believe,
Another day. Just breathe.

I'm used to it by now.
Another day, just believe.
Just breathe. Just believe.
Just breathe.
Lying in my bed,
Another day, staring at the ceiling.

Just breathe. Another day.
Another day, just believe.
Another day.
I'm used to it by now.
I'm used to it by now.
Just breathe. Just believe.
Just breathe. Just believe.
Just believe. Just breathe.
Just believe.
Another day, just believe.
Another day.
Another day, just believe,
Another day, just breathe,
Another day (I do believe).
Another day(so hard to breathe)
Another day(not so hard to believe)
Another day. Another day.

[casem]

I can't help but smile everytime I see this:

[kira]

I can't help but smile everytime I see this:

[Chinorlz]

actually, im in Florida so ive never been to any of those practices. I met Sue through Omen, when he used to live down here. And since then, she's come down to Florida a couple of times for a few jams. which is how i know her but not anyone else in Florox.

i'll most likely be in nyc this winter break. might be there for a while so i was thinking of hitting her up to find out about some sessions. either way, you should definitely let me know if you'll be up there.

ahahaha, the plot thickens!

So you know Anthony? We go back some years as he battles with us as well as PK when he's not doing the cruise ship thing haha

Yeah there are NYU and Columbia sessions as well as one at a school midtown I think... the street escapes me.

I'll letcha know if I can make it!

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hahahaha was digging through my e-mail archives and came across a farewell e-mail on my last day of corporate work...the writing comes across as even more tedious and melodramatic than my current style...but hey, if I'm going to give a company of thousands an "eff-you" i guess I gotta make it sound as nice as possible. The replies I got were hilarious in their misinterpretation:

Dear all,

Today is officially my last day as an employee of ___________. All I can say is, even though my time here has been brief, it's been one heck of a ride. To anybody I ever crossed paths with at this firm, I would like to thank you for joining me on this journey, and more importantly, a sincere thank you from the bottom of my heart for being my teacher, and showing me the world. Yesterday I came in as a boy who barely knew how to crawl; today I walk out as a man. As for tomorrow, who knows? We all dream of being able to fly one day. I hope each and every one of you holds on to that dream. For without it, life is meaningless.

I shall leave you with a few words to remember whenever you feel the going gets tough:

"Trust me man, it's OK." - 50 Cent

- M

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poem i wrote just now, felt like writing it after listening to David Bowie's "Life on Mars" and I kept it on repeat -

The Shooter

It’s a godawful small affair
To the small man perched high up there
Watching the night unfold from its birth
A man who grew up learning a man’s worth
Was determined by how often he shot his load
A life watching the fly swallowed by toads
And figured this was his ticket
The road illuminated and flanked by chirping crickets
He had the best view, and nobody noticed
His vision was now coming into auto focus
And just as God looks down on a lair of worms
This was his chance to play God, his first turn
Cars buckling over while seats erupted
Back of the line wondering what was
Causing the small commotion, bodies like dominos
Little Sally was 3, but could sense it was ominous
Jimmy just wanted to see his wife after the trip
Sandra lamented a lost love, and lost her grip
A teddy bear ends up on the dashboard
How come he’s asleep, but I can’t hear dad snore?
The conductor gracefully delivered a magnum opus
An improvised dance of the disturbed and hopeless
Swerving, crashing, wheeling, screaming
Wheezing, crying, when will this bad dream end?
Last days unfolding before his very eyes
No standing ovation, the play itself was the very prize
Helicopters, vans, microphones, hands
All pointing in this direction, exactly as planned
It was round about midnight, and the joker talked
Of great comedies where punchlines never stopped
The scene was beginning to resemble pixels
Who knew that Duck Hunt was boot camp for sickos
But there was no time for this drivel
Offices closed, bar stools swiveled
To fix on the screen, the dawn of a nightmare
Could this be the end of our dreams seen right there?
Does the audience have the right to be scared
Or are they forced to look down the abyss and stare
The ones who fell hardest down the fissure
Were those in the safe comfort of a suburban picture
Night couldn’t shade those white picket fences
Dinner parties with pot roast to dull the senses
Everything had become so routine, and as routine dies
A small rift came as a not so unpleasant surprise
Men and women anchored to their stations
Projected, predicted and posited with no hesitation
The cause for evil, when it might have no cause at all
Yet word for word they preached, leaving no pause to stall
The man smiled, even though he was not by the television
But he heard in his head the dull and dumb admissions
Delivered with precision, but lacking all accuracy
What passion drove a man to act so dispassionately?
Perhaps, perhaps, it was one of those lonely Fridays
Nothing to thank god for, he’d say God was not my way
And life is not a dice game, but rather moving pieces
So they could trigger the rest in a fall so ceaseless
But he did not want them to fall like him, for he stood
Firmly, knowing life as a game he understood
Or was the game life, either way it no longer mattered
When promises and futures were splattered
All across the wasteland of movement
It was the one thing he’d ever found truth in
The equation would go on until it’s not disproven
And others’ loss would only continue to consume him
To keep up this repetition, click, blank, click, blank
Tick tock went on, the old baseball cap and shirt stank
From the sweat, for no sport goes without blood and tears
Just as a racer looks to switch to the right gears
At the right turns, there was one problem in the pattern
Never occurred to him, for only his wand mattered
The small crack opening between the foliage
Before he could yell out an ecstatic ‘oh my God!’
His tingly neck approached gently by a swift muzzle
Calm at last, now to begin assembling the puzzle
For the next three days, if no more then at least
Experts of the mind, body and soul get 15 minutes on the seats
And then there was peace, if only for the news finders
Water coolers filled with saliva, another reminder
Of how we need to have something to TALK about
But never to happen to us, that we could live without
And maybe, there were one or two in a living room
Who watched intently but never let out a look of doom
Big man, I sure wonder if he’ll ever know
That he had a role in the best selling show

[Chinorlz]

^ goddamn Matt

it's time to get a job ;)

[Magician]

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