Who are the Private Runners?

Posted in Private Runners on 02/02/2013 by private runners

We are a FAMILY.


We look out for each other. We aren’t out to prove a point. We don’t care about winning or losing. We’re out just to have fun and test ourselves. We don’t talk shit, nor judge. A real enthusiast doesn’t do that. When we see an enthusiast, we see their aura. Your aura speaks for itself and shows your true self. We are ghosts, just manifesting to show you that we exist. Catch us haunting the streets.


Live like you’re already dead. Haunt the streets.

Eco Zones

Posted in Music, P. Runner, Private Runners, Running on 04/26/2017 by private runners

해적 만

공격이 있었다, 사이버 해적.

우리는 일어난 것을 막을 수 없었다.

그들은 주요 제어 시스템을 해킹,

전자 기기의 엄청난 금액은 바다에서 잃었습니다. 수 조 달러가 손실되고 있다.

많은 피해가 해양 생물에 이루어졌다.

변환이 일어났다, 우리의 꿈 너머

전자 몇 해양 야생 생활이 융합한

그들은 새로운 모양과 형태를 취했다


나는 내 인생을 끝낼 것을 선택했습니다

안녕 영원히


“Pirate Bay
There were attacks from cyber pirates.
We could not have prevented what happened.
They hacked into the main control system.
We lost a huge amount of electronic equipment,
Trillions of dollars.
There is so much damage was done to marine life.
Beyond our dreams, something has changed.
Electronics and marine wildlife that combines They took a new shape and form.
As a result, I chose to end my life.
Good Bye, Forever…”
– President and CEO of Doldrum corp.

If I was a Satanist

Posted in Music, P. Runner, Thoughts on 04/24/2017 by private runners

would y’all still be my friend and/or follow this blog?

The funny thing is if I was a Satanist, a high percent of people would probably cast me away like a leper. But yet, that same percentage of people will still follow manipulating dicks who do whatever it takes to benefit themselves. We all seen it and still see it, you know, The type of people who will screw over anyone and everyone as long they get what they want. You guessed it: FUCKBOYS.

This webpage is a certified #nofuckboysallowed blog. If this offends you then unfollow and block me from all social media 😀
(I thought I filtered out a lot of fuckboys but I guess I missed some lol)



Posted in P. Runner, Private Runners, Running, Streets on 04/19/2017 by private runners

“I don’t give a fuck what kind of brand you are, I’m concerned what type of man you are, what your principals and standards are. You understand me y’all? Be good to your family y’all. No matter where your families are. Cause everybody needs family y’all.” – Yasiin aka Mos Def


Posted in Music, Quickie on 04/09/2017 by private runners


The Light

Posted in Music, P. Runner, Thoughts on 03/03/2017 by private runners


“Lightning flashes, sparks shower. In one blink of your eyes, you’ve missed seeing. Why? Because here is the light. The light, the light, the light, every mystic in the world has ‘seen the light.’ That brilliant, blazing energy, brighter than a thousand suns, it is locked up in everything. Now imagine this, imagine you’re seeing it. Like you see aureoles around Buddha’s. Like you see the beatific vision at the end of Dante’s ‘Paradiso.’ Vivid, vivid light, so bright that it is like the clear light of the void in the Tibetan Book of the Dead. It’s beyond light, it’s so bright. And you watch it receding from you. And on the edges, like a great star, there becomes a rim of red. And beyond that, a rim of orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet. You see this great mandala appearing, this great sun, and beyond the violet, there’s black. Black, like obsidian, not flat black, but transparent black, like lacquer. And again, blazing out of the black, as the yang comes from the yin, more light. Going, going, going. And along with this light, there comes sound. There is a sound so tremendous with the white light that you can’t hear it, so piercing that it seems to annihilate the ears. But then along with the colors, the sound goes down the scale in harmonic intervals, down, down, down, down, until it gets to a deep thundering base which is so vibrant that it turns into something solid, and you begin to get the similar spectrum of textures. Now all this time, you’ve been watching a kind of thing radiating out. ‘But,’ it says, ‘you know, this isn’t all I can do,’ and the rays start dancing like this, and the sound starts waving, too, as it comes out, and the textures start varying themselves, and they say, well, you’ve been looking at this this as I’ve been describing it so far in a flat dimension. Let’s add a third dimension; it’s going to come right at you now. And meanwhile, it says, we’re not going to just do like this, we’re going to do little curlicues. And it says, ‘well, that’s just the beginning!’ Making squares and turns, and then suddenly you see in all the little details that become so intense, that all kinds of little sub-figures are contained in what you originally thought were the main-figures, and the sound starts going all different, amazing complexities of sound all over the place, and this thing’s going, going, going, and you think you’re going to go out of your mind, when suddenly it turns into… Why, us, sitting around here.” – Alan Watts

Battle Ship Island

Posted in Abandoned on 02/19/2017 by private runners

I rarely see information of this island being explored. This video by Exploring With Steve, gives a more in-depth and updated view than what’s already put out there. Keep it up Steve!

Osaka Civic Meet

Posted in なにわ友あれ, ナニワトモアレ, Car culture, Car Meet, Kanjo, Kanjyo, OKRC on 02/18/2017 by private runners

My buddy Sato Hirokazu always comes through with the dopeness!
Recently he went to the Osaka Civic Meet by Osaka Hunters and took photos of Osaka’s most infamous Kanjozoku’s.

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