I CAN'T TOUCH MY MEMORIES

..and sometimes you just need 2 stop the word and just get off! 2 nights ago I swear on errythang I LOVE, I felt JD in my whip while I was blasting one of his old beat tapes..sleepless in THE Midwest..and again ...I did'nt sleep a wink last night..my every thought consumed by memories of DILLA, which continuously made me listen 2 SEEDS latest muzak so I could vibe with 2 of the greatest cats 2 ever touch HIP-HOP and occupy my mind @ the same time. The mixture of tears and wishes 4 the possibility that this culture will live far longer than most of its legends have...left my adrenaline caged as I rose this morning. I feel like my favorite movie snack 2day, popcorn and raisinets, which 4 ME is the perfect balance of sweet and salty...Yep, I've got a crush on diversity. The album dropped last night and I felt kinda lost being in an unfamiliar city were know1 walked up 2 me and said .."I can't w8 2 rock that new JAY STAY PAID!". I knew My Nicca DJ Dez from Slum Village many moons ago would've been mixing it up with DJ Houseshoes in celebration of the release @ a club called Northern Lights where the Detroit heads flocked on Tuesday Nites 2 shake the demons off when the beautiful yet transparent colors of the rainbow were'nt enuff. There were some release parties in Chitown lastnight..but I wanted 2 listen 2 some music that moved my thoughts in an intimate setting, plus ...

@ the moment.. I'm NOT good around people I'm the sequel 2 that creep in the peephole eating the equal ta' sweeten the EVIL.. So I listened 2 Seeds... "Let The Dollar Circulate" and blasted that shit til I bet my neighbors woke up this morning with Mr. Cage's words probably became the drops of h20 in their shower.. but mostly I blasted it as an anthem 4 all the people who were just laid off in the "D" by the bankruptcy of GM and the rest of the Natives who were the equivalent of the 33 families that steadily left DETROIT in just one day ...do the math, smmfh. God knows that song should be declared the Michigan National Anthem. I rocked Dillas "Welcome 2 Detroit this morning" while driving and realized..I needed 2 take the day off. "Think Twice" made me feel like he was talking 2 SEED directly, or perhaps I just had an incredible need 2 apply it 2 a artist situation..and how sometime we all feel like just letting what we love go.when it feels like it's not loving us back, and it make us just...hate the bish. I can't escape the afternoons thoughts and questions as 2 what's placed me on this site?.....I don't believe in mistakes, I needed 2 vent ...so here I am dropping rapid thoughts from my hearts brain...because its a nasty ass realization when you face the fact that ..the most needed seem 2 never be appreciatedtil they've unattainable or just flat out dead. It's hard 2 know JDillas momz has lupus, the same disease that killed my friend... it's hard 2 know hiz momz can't pay her hospital bill and that niggaz are free downloading this album that was created 2 help keep his own mama alive....its hard 2 not go 2 those wack azz sites and drop viruses that would make the H1N1, seem like a minor STD. I'm a bit melonchaley right now plus Im sik of typing. I've met only a few ppl I'd call Genius in my short life, 1 Was DILLA.. the other is Still here and lives through his music, so...If you 100% dig some1- support there dreams b4 you can't tell them ... "Think Twice" when they speak on letting their dreams go.. b4 you ca'nt tell em..that you think they are that shit !! and go buy the dam album, please don't do that free downoad shit of unreleased or graciously leaked tracks cause some1's mama's life depends on it...literally In the words of the Homie BADSEED "Let The Dollar Circulate"

circulate - The BAD SEED Peace