Peace Family,

What’s good? Your breath is, hopefully. Not just the smell but also the quality of your breathing. It’s important. Speaking of, I’m grateful for mine! I’m sure that it kicks like Bruce Lee sometimes, but I do my best to breathe properly. Breath is life. And since I last posted, mine has gotten much fresher!

True,
da’shon is.



"That just happened!"


SEEING STARS
So yo! Me and Fahamu Pecou (aka The Shit) just finished the ill mix tape. All I can say is, “it’s poppin’!” He heard my first mix CD The Traveler, and asked me to colab with him. It’s always cool working with other creatives, especially Fam. This project has been fun (and a chance to get my skills up). NeoPopStarTour Mix Vol.1 is available now. Cop yours today!
PS –He just told me he forgot to put the drops on the mix. Oh well. Just means you get that raw, uncut…-Live & Direct from The Dojo™!

WINTER IN THE SPRING
Ahh… WMC, it’s like spring break for grown folks. For years it’s been a Mecca for beach bums and dance music drones. In the last week of March, Miami becomes a wholly place of DJ worship. The scene seduces with thongs, party-favors, and lots of sweaty dancing. But in a city that doesn’t see snow, why is their hottest spring-fling called the Winter Music Conference? Things that make you go…. “shhh! Wait! Awww snap! They playin’ my s***!”

NEW MOON, YOU SAW ME STANDING ALONE
My moon-sign friend Crissy likes to remind me “you’re never alone”. There is obvious truth to that. But there are things in life we must arrive at on our own. And as I do my best to live in the rhythm of our planet, on March 26 at 4:07pm, EST, I stood alone. I took time to honor the New Moons hidden face, and revealed my own. Wow that sounds corny (ha-ha : ) But it’s true. There’s a lot going own, things that would have overwhelmed me before. But my alarm reawakened me at 4:07. I had to stand alone to see the face of my power.
PS- I know that’s a picture of the Full moon, smart-ass.


Something I wanna address…

Dear Pop,

I pray that you wake up. I know that if you were awake, you’d see what I see; you’d know what I know. I don’t know if you’ve ever been awake… aware. I do know that I exist because of and despite your level of consciousness.

I bet you don’t know that when you’re in pain, I feel you, literally. When you allow your dis-ease to dictate your paradigm, your hurt resonates. When you put the glass to your lips, death emanates as the poison elixir washes away your truth. I bet you don’t consider our quantum connection, father and son. You’re not in it alone. You’re not just killing yourself.

I’ve had to find myself without the steady guidance of elder men. It’s been a challenging sojourn. Since you didn’t have a steady male mentor either, it seems these challenges are inherent. So doesn’t now seem like a good time to wake up? Isn’t evolution, elevation… isn’t love the goal? -I now know that I was born into these circumstances to cause dissonance in this stupid cycle. I know who I am because of and in spite of you.

Dad, you once shared with me that you’ve never tried hard at anything. That sounds crazy to a kid who thought his dad was the smartest man in the world! When I shared this with my sis we realized that this must be one of our inherited traits. Imagine; the awards, the accolades, the relationships, the materials that we’ve experienced have come without much conscious effort. We’re just naturally dope. Now imagine what wonders we can witness when we are intentional in our movements. The “try” is trumped by the deliberate doing.

You might not know this but the first new moon of spring gives us a chance at new beginnings. I don’t know all of the circumstances that put you in the hospital this time. I don’t know why you haven’t found your power yet. But I do know that the present is a gift we can’t afford to sleep on. “Every passing moment is another chance to turn it all around”. Dad, I am Creator da’shon is., and I am awake! I know what I’m here to do, and it’s spectacular! I want you to see it manifest. I pray that you wake up so that you can see that this life is exactly what we make it, from NOW on.



Corny, politically incorrect, or just silly-ass stuff!

I got this one from Aden. -A sign of the times...



“The most I can show you is Love”.

Get Money
In reference to my previous entry “WELCOME TO MY WORLD” about today’s money, I offer you The Science of Getting Rich. It was published about 100 years ago but still holds weight today. In fact, the wealth found in these volumes is timeless. Wallace Wattles was spittin’ truth! “…you can render to God and
Humanity no greater service than to make the most of yourself.” Say word.

Here’s the intro. You can find chapters 1-15 on youtube.



Points of interest…

The Spider has set another web... Big Up Salah!


Atlantabuzz.com says...



First of a kind... We MAKE history!!!



Thank you’s and shout-outs…

THE GIFT: ///COPY AND PASTE>>>
http://www.mediafire.com/file/qizm3nidqlz/NPST TRCKS.gif
http://www.mediafire.com/file/oh5ez4oyjz5/NPST VOL1.mp3
AND ENJOY!

Big Up to DJ First Lady holdin' down Cloud 9 in L5P. She run tings!

PROPERS

“Yo! Love the blog man.....that's truly hot!” -Christian Sohl

“A few months ago I learned how to be in the present, it was an amazing revelation...I thought I wouldn't forget how but seems I lost it along the way until I read it today. Thank you!” –Lilybeth

Thanks for the encouragement and kind words!

Peace Fam,

Comin’ at you Live & Direct from planet Earth, the very BlessedBlackBillionaire™, da’shon is.! It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood and I’m feelin’ extra speshu. Got some things I want to share. Rock wit’ me…

True,
da’shon is.


“That just happened!”


ALL THE WAY LIVE
My homie Tia and I checked out the tribute to Jax of Binkis Recs. I didn’t really know him but I’ve been aware of him and the whole crew since the 90’s. And last night’s guests were a who’s who of ATL fam: Dres tha Beatnik, Senor Kaos, Ekundayo of Liuns Den, Stahrr the Femcee, Goldie Gold, and Phife of ATCQ. –When I heard Jax passed, two blocks away from my crib, I was f***** up! He was younger than me, so I naturally had to reflect on my own mortality. I pray that when I pass, there’s at least as much love as there was in that room last night. Give thanks for sharing your light Brov.

ORIENTATION
Speaking of Dres, he told me he’s gonna be in China for a month. I have a homie in Biejing I’m trying to see. I wanna go over to explore and spin. And I know how Dres do; he’s going over there to take care of bit-niss. Perhaps we’ll cross paths Bro!

STAR TREATMENT
I just picked up Fahamu from the airport. He’s coming off another successful trip to Dallas. I played his bodyguard for the first art show he did there. That show created a pretty loyal following so he keeps getting invited back. So this time he did an 80’s party where he dressed-up like Sho’Nuff from The Last Dragon. The next day he did a talk. –Now I’ve been charged with doing his official Neo Pop Star Tour ’09 Mix Tape. Keep your ears open for that.


Something I wanna address…

It’s About Time!

Nowadays, I find myself to be more present than I ever have been in my life. Maybe it’s because I have declared PRESENCE to be my main life goal. Since that time I’ve recognized a steady increase in my ability to be “here”. Life is better.

Once I realized that the only way I could really be happy is to be present, I started to manifest things more quickly. Here’s what I’ve learned so far: The best way to get to NOW is to pay attention to my breath. When I do that, I’m automatically present. When I’m present, I immediately express gratitude for being present. The gratitude comes from feeling, KNOWING that the Universe is Love. I understanding that an abundant, loving Universe (or God) is all that there IS. I know that I’m made from the same stuff that everything in the Universe is made of. I know that there is no distance between the Universe and I. I know I want only the best for myself. I know that this want in me is the Universe seeking self-expression through me. When I remember that I’ve got a whole Universe behind me, how could I not be filled with joy and give thanks!

And so, I practice Dynamic Presence every time I notice that I’m not present. The amazing thing about presence is once I figured out what it is, it became remarkably easy to access. The easiest way I’ve found is by noticing how I feel from moment to moment. If I’m not pleasantly at peace, than I’m not fully present. That thought alone is enough for me to get back here. And when I am here, in control of my mind, I either stay focused on having what I want now, or I stop thinking. The latter is admittedly more challenging, but that’s what makes it dynamic!

I was doing this the other night, being present, and it felt like I was folding time. I was able to hold my ideal life in the present moment for longer than I’d ever done before. It was an amazing ride. As I stood in my kitchen in the wee-hours of the morning I witnessed my entire life from a now perspective. At some point I became aware of the tic-toc of a clock. I realized that I didn’t know what time or day it was. I was beyond time. A new epiphany arose that is beyond words. I see that all the power, courage, wealth, and happiness, can only be accessed by my fully being here.

Life is better because I say it’s so. Growing up with depression and not having access to resources either kills you or creates a path to a powerful life. I’m here, so I must be on the journey of my choosing.



Corny, politically incorrect, or just silly-ass jokes!

I know I post a lot of Family Guy! But if you don’t think this is funny you just might be dead inside.



“The most I can show you is Love”.

Think what you want…
Some people earnestly believe things that others would deem outrageous. Some people think same sex relationships are ok. Some believe interracial love is the most beautiful kind of love. Some feel alive when they cheat on one love with another luv. Some don’t even believe in love or relationship. Who am I to judge? I believe I’m meant to be with a woman born on June, 23 1977.

I suppose it’s strange that I should know so much about this woman. But body conscious Americans might find it strange that some cultures hold big-booty women with stretch marks in high regard. The point is, one person’s “strange” is another’s every day life. I’m sure the reason most of us keep our beliefs to ourselves is the fear of being called out. But imagine how wack life would be if you had to think only what others approved of.

The ability to think and control ones thought’s is a true gift! An animal can’t think, “I want to go to the moon”, and make it happen. This is unique to the human experience. It’s our birthright to think what we want! In order to have what we want, we must exercise the ability to think it into existence. Of course “work” is required, but it starts with original thought. Never mind what they say, use this gift your way.

-I think I’ll think about her. I know she’s thinking about me : )

If you think I may be of help, get at me. It’s my honor to serve.


Things of interest…

SPEADLOVE: IT GOES DOWN TONITE!!!


PROTON PROTON PROTON @ SXSW! DON'T SLEEP!!!


IF YOU HAPPEN TO BE IN LONDON-TOWN THIS WEEKEND>>>


I RAN INTO THIS SISTER PUTTIN'IN WORK LAST NITE. SHE BAD! http://brandisthephotographer.blogspot.com/



Thank you’s and shout-outs…

THE GIFT:
From my homie DJ Phil Money! When's the 1st party???

(copy n paste) http://www.mediafire.com/file/hwjmzoeee5l/Uncle.mp3

Give thanks to angel Chrissy for checkin’ for me. Our connection is powerful.


Big Shout out to my oldest/dearest friend! Homies since 13yo!!!???? Love you Michelle :D

I added my pic to be fair. Go 'head, laugh!

Peace Fam,

I have a few things I’m launching. I am very excited about this mission. And, you may be able to participate. The ‘help’ you lend is entirely up to you. You have specific talents that will help make my movement a success.

Here is what’s necessary:
An executive assistant.
A good lawyer (experienced, business mentor).
A good accountant (growth focused, intimate knowledge of IRS).
A Web Freak! (designs, knows html and flash, is innovative, fresh ideas on using the web)
Marketing: Recommendations for people to become a part of my team of MANIFESTORS™.
Sales & Distribution: Apparel/Music
Manufacturing/Sourcing
Photog/Director of Photography/Editor
Encouragement, check-ins, and prayer (speaks volumes)!
Buy my stuff, if it moves you, and spread the word!
Email blasts to friends and associates who would benefit from and enjoy my products.
Product and brand placement, ads, interviews, write-ups, etc.
You’re a creative being. If you can think of something I need, do share.

True,
da’shon is.


“That just happened!”


BLOCK PARTY
Big up to Christian for inviting me out to his party in the Saturday sun! I was the first Selector to get behind the wheels of steel (and the Serato box and my laptop). The theme was Latin/Caribbean but he said I could go anywhere I wanted. So I whetted their appetites with some of my music first (NEVERUMIND) and then I took ‘em out there. Then Mafioso got on and killed it with ill blend of latin, hip hop, dancehall vibration. I haven’t had that much fun in a minute!

TEARS OF APPRECIATION
My girl Eesh says she was getting misty-eyed as she sent me an email in response to my “WATERMELON MAN” story in the last blog. The story resonated with her because she was raised by a Grandparent and understands the majesty of elders. Her sentiment is the reason I’m sharing my truth in this format. There is a Universal thread that runs through all of us. And regardless of where we come from, we truly have more in common than we know. -I appreciate the encouragement!

BACK IN THE DAY
I was tagged in this old school photo in front of what used to be Yin Yang Music Café. Although I was the doorman, I wasn’t actually in the picture, but my t-shirt was. (d a’ s h o n)25 was my first brand, and it was born and fueled by the energy of that era. Kembo’s open mic “Elevation” started many careers and spawned many copycats around Atlanta. India Arie, Donnie, Black Thought, Erykah Badu, and Anthony David are just a few of the folks that either got their start of honed their craft on that stage. Before it became Apache Café, Yin Yang was a vortex of talent and expanding ideas. There’ll never be another. –Thanks for that trip back!


Something I wanna address…

WELCOME TO MY WORLD:
A friend pointed out that this so-called financial crisis has people thinking about what their lives are worth. I am very fortunate to have people in my life who genuinely love me for who I am and not for what I have. To the casual observer, I don’t have much. Of course I can’t speak for them but I want to believe it’s because people can sense that I value them and understand what relationships are worth. But then I have been called a lazy dreamer who expects too much.

Being homeless for 5 months began to change my self-worth. I was in LA, a place notorious for superficiality, when I had to really determine what my life was worth. The feeling of being a grown man who couldn’t keep up with the Jones was emasculating. Seeing people with shiny stuff I couldn’t have was frustrating. I got to a depressed, abysmal place. When I could get no lower, the light came from an unexpected place.

People who derive their self-worth from their net-worth are going through it right now. In a time when one can lose one’s job as easily as catching a cold, things are looking madd nervous. It’s hard not to see the world through the lens of a capitalist when we’re born and raised in this religion. When the answer to 99/100 questions is money, where does the light, the answer, come from?

I lost my religion when I began to define my worth. I started to recognize that my true value comes from knowing who I am and what I have to offer the world. I now know that we are only limited by our imaginations. I no longer judge myself based on what’s in my pocket or what people think of me. Something powerful happens to us when we take charge of our lives. When we stop placing blame for our situation or fighting against what is, we become empowered. Try this: perhaps the economic situation is such because it’s time for a complete over haul in how we view our lives. Instead of using this time for wide spread panic, we should be cleaning up our houses, so to speak. I’m with Gandhi, “my life is my religion”.

This lazy dreamer expects that things will work out; they always do. I don’t have a “job” but my worth is immeasurable! My world is perfection in process. I see current situations as manifestation of what I was thinking about before. With this logic, if people spend today in panic mode about not having a job, they can expect to not have one tomorrow. So in my lazy moments I dream about what I expect to happen. Then I wake up and make it happen. I know that my seeming flights of fancy don’t put food in your mouth. I know there are people that don’t think highly of me, based on the capitalist model. I know what people think of me is none of my business anyway. I know that I’m a very Blessed Black Billionaire ; D


Corny, politically incorrect, or just silly-ass jokes!

I KNOW THIS IS OLD, BUT DAMN.



“The most I can show you is Love”.

THE TRUTH AND NOTHING BUT
On the evening of my little sister’s 8th wedding anniversary I realized something about sharing one’s truth. I was talking to some married friends about their challenges. They were going on about how demanding it is to work in the partnership and raise children. They were also advising me about the road ahead. As a single man who has never slipped one past the goalie, how do I interject my truth in order to be of service to them?

Logic dictates that the elder, more experienced person has all the answers. After we’ve been around the block a few times, even the dumbest of us picks up a lesson or two. Some of us have the inclination to share these lessons, these truths. And it’s my experience that a five year old can hit you in the head with some timely wisdom. But that kid has to have the stones to say what they feel. And they usually do.

In our conversation I found myself biting back my truth. These married folks are in an experience I have not yet had. And naturally they were advising me from their own understanding. But I saw some truths I didn’t share because, who am I?

I am a SEER. In both cases, I saw some stuff before these folks were married that were warning signs of the road ahead. Sometimes I shared what I had, but most of the time I kept what I saw to myself. Sharing what I saw has lost me friends in the past. But now I SEE that to be me is to communicate what I know. The truth is the warning signs in both cases have come to pass.

One of the married person’s issues is not feeling able to fully express themselves in their relationship. I pointed out that repressing any part of who we are not only harms us, it also does everyone in our lives a disservice. I’m no bible thumper, but I truly believe that truth is paramount. Personal integrity is everything. We must figure out who we are and be that at all costs. Although I’ve never been married, I SEE that this is one way to make it to 8 years and beyond.


Things of interest…

MY COUSIN DANE MAKIN' MOVES! WWW.DANEREIDMEDIA.COM


THE LEGEND ROCKS ON!


JACK N BROOKE ARE THE ILL COMBO. DON'T MISS OUT!


SELECT SOUL SINGERS.


APPARENTLY IT'S ABOUT TO GO DOWN. GET IN!



Thank you’s and shout-outs…

THE GIFTS (to download copy the links below and paste it in your browser)
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AND FOR THOSE WHO DIDN’T GET THIS FREE MIX, STOP SLEEPIN’!
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Big ups to Christian & Charlene for the hospitality and letting me hog the turntables for hours last Saturday!

Thanks to Adinah for the inspiration!

Cynthia, thanks for inviting me to dinner. All-you-can-eat is trouble!

Eden in Dallas, I appreciate you checkin’ for me : )

THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES>>>


WHAT A DIFFERENCE A WEEK MAKES

Peace Family!

We had snow in the A and now it's 70 degrees! What the hell?! All we can do is celebrate the now and get it in while we can.

True,
da'shon is.


"That just happened!"

SKF
This week I hung out with a young lady who took heed to my advice. She coped a copy of the Sexual Kung Fu book. She says she could only find the American version for women. I assured her that it will do the trick and is probably easier to follow than Cultivating Female Sexual Energy. Although she’s still trying to wrap her head around the intro to Ovarian Kung Fu, she wasn’t shook by what she’s read. Most women I’ve introduced to this practice cower when they understand what’s involved. Men react the same way, but more of them are down to try it since the reward is to be a better lover. -Big up to the brave hearts who go for it! I promise sex will never be the lame… I mean the same again.

SLUMMIN’
I just saw Slumdog Millionaire. Yeah, I know I’m dumb late! I’m usually the first one at the theater for new hot releases. But I was saving the experience; I promised someone I’d wait. Because I love movies, I don’t like to save them. But my friend is cool people, and I wanted an excuse to hang out with her. Anyway, of course, the movie was dope! Reminiscent of City of God in that it articulated some realism into how people are really living. It reminded me to appreciate the abundance I’m blessed with. I also remembered why I love travel so much! There’s so much to see and do on this planet. Plus I’m a sucker for a good love story. -It’s one of the ones. If you’re the only one left who hasn’t seen it, you’re sleepin’.

LOVE
I was geeked to check out Spreadlove, DJ Kemit’s monthly dance therapy. It was the Chicago tribute, so you know it was bananas! But the kid got shut down at the door. Kemit and his wife are fam, so they always show me love on the guest list. So although I was having problems with my bank that day, I wasn’t trippin’ because I knew I was straight at the door. I didn’t trip on paying for parking, “here’s $10 Bro, have a good night”. But the gatekeepers were two women I’d never met. They informed me that the list was shut down. No worries, “can I leave you my ID and go find someone?” Instead, one of the ladies walked around the corner, apparently to “find someone for me to talk to”. When she came back by herself, I knew what was up. I worked as a doorman for years, so I’m not inclined to give people a hard time. I’ve been a promoter too, and if you wanna make money, put someone at the door that can hold it down. These women were on their job. I was frustrated because Kemit was throwing down! My ego was bruised because I didn’t have the $10-20 they were asking. So rather than making it a big deal, I bounced. By the time I left the parking lot (they kept my money too : ) I was good. I’ve had the pleasure of many free parties and good times thanks to Master Kemit and Aishah. If the party was on Saturday night when my money was right I would have spread some love in eternal thanks!

THE DJ
Speaking of Djs, I saw something interesting at http://unique74mag.com . It was Puffy talking about what a real DJ is. Real talk, I’m not his biggest fan. But every once in a blue, he says something I can get with. -I believe that “DJ” is a title that should be earned. Being relatively new to the craft, and knowing some phenomenal disc jocks, I have a strong opinion about this. There are too many so-called Djs sullying the craft with their brand of party-rockin’. Let me say this, if you can’t smoothly blend two songs together, for example, you should not be trying to rock a party! -To see what Puffy has to say, hit that link above.




Something I wanna address…

WATERMELON MAN
I never got a chance to meet my grandfathers. I think it’s important for kids to know their grandparents. They are the holders of the key. These elders remind us of our familial and cultural heritage. They tell us of the troubles and triumphs that help us grow. It’s important for sons to know their grandfathers.

The summer I decided to try and meet a grandfather, something unexpected happened. On the last day of a business trip, I was invited to hang out with Melvin Van Peebles. Some friends of mine were working on a project with him. They said I should come through his apartment and chill out. See, I waited until my last day in New York to shop for kicks. But alas, there are no coincidences. I was being offered a chance to build with an elder. Little did I know it would be just what I needed!

Yesterday I was watching his bio-pic: How To Eat Your Watermelon In White Company And Enjoy It. To my non-Black family, it’s not as militant as it sounds… well… Anywho, it’s about Melvin’s unique journey. As I was watching scenes shot at his crib, I was reminded of that day. He asked me about my life. He asked me for my opinion. He told me about his life. He told me I am dope. I had a paradigm shift.

This grandfather’s life story was somehow familiar to me. He was in the military. But as a creator, he was called to find different mediums to tell stories. His journey took many unexpected turns that, in the end, lead to his great contributions to art. But one thing he left me with set me straight. He explained that most of his accomplishments came from trying new things. He simply created what he wanted to see in the world. In so doing, he accidentally broke records. Creating the movie soundtrack, and giving birth to a new movie genre were by-products of him pursuing a dream.

My grandfather past away before I got a chance to meet him. I wonder what advice he would have given me. I wonder if he would have said, “Da’shon, you can do, have, and be whatever you want”. When I was a little man I’d wished somebody said that kinda stuff to me. It’s the kind of important stuff that grandfathers share with their grandsons. Melvin bestowed blessings that day.



Corny, politically incorrect, or just silly-ass jokes!




“The most I can show you is Love”.

BREAK NORTH
A young talent I know has their sights set on New York. This person is a great writer and an overall dynamo. The issue is, being close to family, is bogged down with the need to be of service to them. I think the bigger issue is the voices in this person’s head. You know the ones. The ones that say you can’t, you’re not good enough, it’s hard, etc. We gotta turn the volume down on those.

The problem is in believing the voices that float around in our heads are our own thoughts. Upon further investigation, we realize that these voices belong to family, friends, and society. They are often so loud most of us can’t hear our own voices. It’s hard to hear that one voice when there are so many others. Most of us don’t consider the distinction The Voice and the ideologies that have been implanted in our minds since conception.

The first thing to know is that we are not our minds. It’s been said that the mind is a great servant but a terrible master. So the mind and its contents should be looked at as tools to help us along our paths. Thoughts are not things to be blindly followed, they are things to be controlled by the master, you. Further, since we do have total control of our thoughts, we should use our infinite imaginations to attain what we REALLY want. I pointed out that this person was imposing limits on their situation based on the wrong voices. “I gotta take care of my siblings, Mom and Dad need me, and if I can just make $1500 I’ll be ok”. I knew these thoughts were wrong because of this person’s reactions to them. I said that if New York is where you want to be, then KNOW that it’s true. And avoid small thinking based on what people tell you is your truth. “What do YOU want? Write it down, walk in it, and every time a contrary thought arises, have a positive replacement thought. If New York is where you wanna be, then decide to break north!” When we understand our power, paradigms shift. And things tend to come faster when we take charge!

I believe that if the voice of God doesn’t sound like your voice, then you’re listening to the wrong voice. It’s my wish that everyone discover this truth for themselves.

If you think I may be of help, get at me. It’s my honor to serve.


Points of interest…

Senor Kaos with the PSA for yall who ain’t knowin’…

Señor Kaos - Girls Rock Too REMIX Video from Señor Kaos on Vimeo.

This dude SumKid is on some s***! >>> http://www.reverbnation.com/sumkilla


Cufzilla is back again!!!>>> http://www.reverbnation.com/cufrock



Thank you’s and shout-outs…

Shout Out to my girl Deepa! I’m expecting pictures from your journey : )


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