Got me pushin’ the whips, takin’ trips across seas
Pockets stay laced, nigga I push G’s
For that nigga I would bleed, give him my right hand
Now that I think about it yo, that’s my man

Mickey Mouse was REBORN (January 7th, 2012)… Mickey met J-Zay. Man… Yesterday was CRAZY! I wish I knew how to add video, pictures and text into one post. Sorry about having this all split up. WordPress has changed a lot since I’ve last used it.

Don’t forget! Bruce Lee came back on the 6th.

Note: I was peeping this book called Mickey Mouse “Tapped On Treasure Island” and… I think Mickey Mouse might have been the most thugginest thug to ever exist! I’m not sure just yet though as I just flipped through the book. Didn’t have time to read it.

You already know Mickey. Allow me to introduce you to Black Horse Tai Chi (we’re EVERYWHERE)! Did you peep who Beyoncé is riding in the front? Who runs the world?

Don’t ask me! I don’t know! Beyoncé thinks girls do. That’s not a bad thought. But at the end she all makes it seem like boys do… Ah… Humans… So young… So funny. lol

Update
[Twitter]

I like the way the unification of the Common song is balanced against the warrior’s cry of the Wu-Tang song.

The details are on Facebook.

What The F’ Are You Talking About?

If you’re reading this and you’re confused, I’ll explain it to you. As clearly as I can. I know you might be reading this thinking “but what will everyone else think?!” Nothing. That’s what. They won’t see this. Only YOU will.

So, the date I was given a physical body on earth was November 25th, 1979. What you have to understand is. Time doesn’t exist. It was “man made.” Numbers don’t exist. They are “man made.” I’m putting man made into quotes because men didn’t make them. Something else did. I’m setting off on a journey to find that something else and DESTROY it. Why? To free the minds of all the souls trapped here on earth.

Sound too science fiction for you? That’s OK.

I guess I haven’t explained how I’ve “died” yet then have I? Well, I’m going to live for the collective. The MilTownKlan and all groups and individuals that are directly affiliated with us.

I’ll be making it as easy as possible to get affiliated. This isn’t some religious thing. It’s a… THING THANG!

Anyhow, there are 36 chambers open for anyone that wants to beta test a couple of my platforms throughout 2012. It’s $1 the first month and $67/month after that. What you’ll be testing is:

• Pwning Life
• Black Horse Tai Chi
• Social Milwaukee

You’ll also learn how to build your own KLAN (or whatever you’d like to call it).

At the end of the year you’ll have the opportunity to become an official member of the MilTownKlan. The MilTownKlan will be completely full at 150 but… that’s another story for another day.

There are currently 3 members of the Klan.

Myself, thenewloud (if he pays his fucking dues!), miltownpops

It’s open to anyone. Whether you get selected to be an official member at the end of the year or not will be based on your performance throughout the year. If THE KLAN sees you as a value add, you’re in. If not… I suppose you can still apprentice or some shit. We don’t have all the details figured out yet. That’s why the shit is BETA!

There will be a bunch of fly ass perks to being a member that can’t be explained using earthly language.

Our Lineage

Our “Master Plan”

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Album: Return To The 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version
Year: 1995
Track: 4
Track Produced By: Ol’ Dirty Bastard & True Master
Samples: None

Lyrics:
[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Word up, I bust that nigga ass right now!
Ain’t none of them niggaz can’t fuck with me!
What? Nigga you could never fuck with me, my nigga!
(Ol’ Dirty!) I’ll fuck you up right now! What? What? What?
Bust your motherfuckin ass boy! I ain’t no motherfuckin joke
You know who you talkin to?
(Word up, bust that nigga ass, word up)
Ol’ Dirty Bastard y’knahmsayin? I’ll fuck you up right now!
Yeah, what? What? (Get that nigga yo!
He ain’t sayin nothin, fuck him!)

I’m the one-man army, Ason
I’ve never been tooken out, I keep MC’s lookin out
I drop science like girls be droppin babies
Enough to make a nigga go cra-a-azy
Energy buildin, takin all types of medicines
Your ass thought you were better than
Ason, I keep planets in orbit
While I be comin with deeper in more shit
Enough to make ya break and shake ya ass
Cause I create, rhyme good as a Tasty Cake, mix
This style, I’m mastered in
Niggas catchin headaches, what? What? You need aspirin?
This type of pain, you couldn’t even kill with Midol
Fuck around get sprayed with Lysol
In your face like a can of mace, baby
Is it burnin? Well fuck it, now you’re learnin
How, I don’t even like your motherfuckin profile
Give me my fuckin shit, CH-CH-BLAOW!
Not seen and heard, no one knows
You forget, niggaz be quiet as kept
Now you know nothin; before you knew a whole fuckin lot
Your ass don’t wanna get shot!
A lot of MC’s came to my showdown
To watch me put your fuckin ass lo-o-ow down
As you can go, below zero
Without a doubt I’ve never been tooken out
By a nigga, who couldn’t figure
Yo by a nigga, who couldn’t figure
Yo by a nigga, who couldn’t figure (Brooklyn Zoo)
How to pull a fuckin gun trigger
I said, “Get the fuck outta here!”
Nigga wanna get too close, to the utmost
But I got stacks that’ll attack any wack host
Introducin, yo FUCK that nigga’s name!
My hip-hop drops on your head like ra-a-ain
And when it rains it pours, cause my rhymes hardcore
That’s why I give you more of the raw
Talent that I got will riz-ock the spot
MC’s I’ll be bur-r-rnin, bur-r-rnin hot
Whoa-hoa-hoa! Let me like slow up with the flow
If I move too quick, oh, you just won’t know
I’m homicidal when you enter the target
Nigga get up, act like a pig tryin to hog shit!
So I take yo ass out quick
The mics, I’ve had it my nigga, you can suck my dick
If you wanna step to my motherfuckin rep’
CH-CH-BLAOW! BLAOW! BLAOW! Blown to death
You got shot cause you knock knock knock
“Who’s there?” Another motherfuckin hardrock
Slackin on your mackin ’cause raw’s what you lack
You wanna react? Bring it on back…

[Chorus (5x): Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Shame on you, when you step through to
The Ol’ Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo!

[Outro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
What? My nigga…

Shame on ya…

I slept a good sleep and dreamt a good dream just now. It told me to “be cool.” (Actually, it told me a lot more than that but… I was being so cool that I forgot what I was suppose to remember.) That said, I was reminded of some “prose poetry” I saw in a local Boys and Girls Club last week (I think that’s a large part of the problem in these here United States… it’s not a Boys and Girls Club… it’s a boys club… well it was… that’s changing… or changed, I can never tell).

Desiderata

Desiderata (Latin: “desired things”, plural of desideratum, the supine of desidero) is a 1927 prose poem by American writer Max Ehrmann (1872-1945).

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

Should I go to War & Peace? Maybe I should just read the book… Perhaps I have and have forgotten.

Side note: One awesome thing about being “crazy” is that I, for the longest time, thought Denzel Washington was my Big Brother. Perhaps he’s like a cosmic big brother or something…

I finished a bottle of wizard juice the other day I noticed something on the label.

“Union Made”

Then I got to thinking… Milwaukee is a union made city. My parents were union workers:
Mom

• MTEA
• International Machinists

Dad

• International Machinist
• UAW
• Steelworkers Union
• UFCW

Maybe Unions Aren’t So Bad…

So… Now that I’ve stepped into politics I’m taking a closer look at everything I understood theoretically from studying economics. Unions are something that I’ve been giving A LOT of thought recently. Especially because of what’s going on here in Wisconsin with the recall Scott Walker efforts and what happened with collective bargaining rights. Also because… I was for a moment totally convinced that unions WERE the problem (and that may have been true for a period of time…) Here’s why:

My Initial Exposure To Economics

I’ll delve more into the subject of economics in future posts, but I want to touch on how I got into it. A friend in Taiwan gave me a book by Thomas Sowell: Basic Economics: A Common Sense Guide to the Economy. This book BLEW MY MIND! I was raised in a hipster-dipster household where either consciously or subconsciously I was told about the evils of money, corporations, banks, etc. After reading that book I started having questions… Then I went on to read more books on economics by the good ol’ boys: Milton Friedman, Friedrich Hayek and a bunch of fun people. All this reading about economics helped me better understand the nature of money and how barter could successfully compliment the system we have now (especially with money being the fictitious product of the global elite that it is today).

Since I was raised by communist hipster-dipsters that wanted to take down the man, I was exposed to (or the thoughts that produced) ideas concerning Intentional Communities, Sustainable Energy, Barter Exchanges, Open Source, Simple Living, Spirituality, Clan/Tribe Building and all that other fun stuff EXCEPT I wasn’t no damn hippy and wouldn’t do it in a hipster-dipster way!

Union’s 2.0

I’ve never taken a look at the definition of union. Check it out! It’s worth the time. There’s a lot I want to throw at you but… I’ll try to contain myself a bit.

First, whenever a new union is forged, there’s conflict competing forces “play”. Whether it’s the sperm getting into the egg, a marriage of 2 (not necessary opposite) sexes or two (or more) countries “going to war.”

Second, the union should create a stronger more mutually beneficially entity than what the two components were acting individually.

That said there’s… a lot going on right now (I suppose there has always been a lot going on but I chose to play video games and drink beer instead of involving myself. ). So I grew up in the US and spent my adulthood in “free China” (aka Taiwan). I was exposed to two very different cultures and ways of thought which I’m doing my best to merge into one. Similarly to what is happening on the larger stage between America and China.

I also spent a lot of time “offline” growing up, but LOVE the online and I’m trying to merge those two cultures into one. I love entrepreneurship/capitalism but I also like ideas present in collective thought/communism and… I’m trying to merge the ideas together.

Many of these ideas are ideas that at first glance would seem to be in direct competition with each other (and I suppose they are!) Like it’s impossible for them to work. Well… it is possible.

Let me close up this post. What we’re all witnessing right now is the merger/unionizing of a lot of different things and they’re all popping off at the same time. Capitalism/Communism, Online/Offline, individualism/collectivism, social currency/fiat currency, manmade law/natural law, quantum/Newtonian physics Democrats/Republicans and the list goes on and on.

More specifically what we’re witnessing in Wisconsin is a battle between corporate mafias and unionized/familial mafias (I’m using mafia in as neutral a tone as possible. ) Corporations are comprised of individuals that believe the coordinated effort of individuals working together… as individuals is best. Hence there being a corporate structure (CEOs, Managers, Workers, etc.) Unions are (supposed to be) about the 3 musketeer motto of “One for all and all for one!”

What does it look like when you put the two of these together? I’ll definitely have to save that for another post, but I’ll point to a company like W. L. Gore & Associates. Using Dunbar’s Number to split up groups as they approach a size that would require management, they’ve maintained profitability (corporations like that!) and that union feel (that’s the story I’ve been told anyway…)

What does it look like when you put it all together? SHEEEEEEEEEIIIITTT! I don’t know! lol

Note: The difference between corporate speak and union speak of “coming together” is interesting. Unions… unionize I suppose. Corporations merge, have hostile take overs, acquisitions (like purchase), etc. Merge sounds alright, the other two…