What is sleep?

That’s what I’ve been asking myself lately. Got me feeling like a cat, looking like I’m “always tired” and shit. But in the end, it’s worth it, especially if you’re a hard worker. 

Speaking of cats, I purchased these dope stickers from Triple Cat Deluxe:

This one reminds me of the cat from Sailor Moon. Mrs. Runner loves this one lol

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“Aye yo, waddup Run?! How you feeling?”

And that’s an understatement by the way. When you are working long hours, you gotta ask yourself “what is sleep?” Cat naps has been my best friends when it comes to getting my energy back. It’s also hard to fit anything into your schedule, like chores, grocery shopping, and WORKING ON YOUR CAR. I started up the ol’ Runner the other day and when he warmed up I smelled coolant… I popped the hood, did a thorough inspection and found this:

Looks like the intake manifold gasket… I thought the Hondata heat shield gaskets are supposed to last forever? Well, nothing lasts forever unfortunately! I won’t know for sure until I take the intake manifold off, but from the looks of it, there might be a crack on the gasket

Whatever the issue may be, it can and will be fixed. The real question is, how do I fit the repair into my schedule? 🤔

[12:28AM]

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Only Built 4 Cuban Linx…

Legend.
That’s the best way to describe this album. This will always continue to blow minds lyrically. Today marks it’s 22nd anniversary since it dropped back in 1995.

I like to use music as a medium; a way to describe and relate to a situation. I said in a previous post that the Infamous album molded the Private Runner’s oath.
Only Built 4 Cuban Linx… is one of the many lyrical soundtracks for me and Tougel. Every time I listen to this album it brings back memories of chilling at Tougel’s pad, working on cars and talking about shit that’s on our chest; talking about the moves we need to make in life in order for us to grow.

“We gotta move God, we gotta move God, we gotta migrate. Get the f-, get the fuck outta New York, yaknowhatI’msayin?”
– Ghostface


“I’m not tryna just be sitting on motherfucking 200 thou and acting like I’ma just be a drug dealer all my life son. I got bigger and better plans son.”
– Raekwon

In an interview from 2010 Raekwon states, “When we sat down and did ‘Striving for Perfection,’ we knew how important the intro to an album is. We were coming in as young, scrambling niggas. We had visions—goals and dreams. And when we was saying certain things, shit was relating to niggas’ lives for real. But at the end of the day, we was just trying to let it be known that, Yo, we gonna do this and we ain’t gonna stop. If we fall off, we fall off. But if we get on, this is only the beginning.”

Pretty much how I felt when I formed the Private Runners and made Tougel the first member.


I remember sitting in Tougel’s garage talking to him about shit like that. Preaching the PVT philosophy and him relating to shit. The album playing in the background…

“Get the fuck outta New York Sacramento, yaknowhatI’msayin?” Would be my version. Now I live in San Diego and Tougel lives in Nagoya.

“No man, can judge for another.
But each man must weigh all facts and circumstances,
and find truth in his own judgment of righteousness.
See, the way to evil, balance equality in no man.
For no man is good and bad at the same time.
Either you good, or you bad”

 

If I was a Satanist

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)

HAHAHAHA Bitchez!

The Light

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“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

I am concerned

about the world.

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“We live in an era where our cities are armed with steel and concrete. Computers and electronics barricade our minds. It doesn’t change the fact that there exists a lot of strange phenomena, bizarre beyond reason or logic. Most folks just don’t see them. That’s because we cling to order to any tiny happiness that comes our way and we bust our humps to blind ourselves with our desires and our pleasures.

We all have our own problems we’re facing that we need to focus on…

With the race for the white house going on and all the other bullshit going on in the world such as War, (which is a global economic phenomenon) it’s hard to focus on our task and our individual role of “being what is necessary.”

It’s to the point where it will make you concerned and border line scared. This is our future on the line here. Although, we as human beings can adapt and progress, it’s the obstacles that are put in front of us that are the stress makers in life. How much bullshit can we endure before we really get angry and say “fuck this shit!” It’s really pushing me to the edge. Every form of life is precious, therefore it has value. That value should not be determined by someone who has “higher power/authority” over you. Who the fuck are they to judge? We need to rise up and let them hear our voices. That is the impact the world needs to hear and see. Stop blinding yourself and do something that benefits everyone. Be selfless. Now ask yourself, “Am I doing my daily tasks for bragging rights/popularity?” If so, that is the biggest form of selfishness. That is the epitome of a “FUCK BOY/GIRL.”

No single person can change the world, it takes the world to change the world.

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“I’m a human being goddamn it! My life has VALUE!”

I Can Feel The City…

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Breathing.

This photographer is dope. His name is Lukasz Kazimierz.

[Tumblr | Website] (those pics are from his tumblr page)

It’s been awhile since a photo really grabbed me and made me feel as if I was actually there to view the cityscape. Just like in the photographs.

After looking into his work and watching his mini documentary video, he described how I feel about street photography. But photography aside, it’s also how I feel about the streets itself.

“I’m a passive observer, I’m not trying to force a story or force a narrative, this is what it is.”

My eyes are the lenses that I use to capture moments in time.

In the track Respiration, Mos Def says, “I can feel the city breathing…”

The streets speak for itself. When I used to roam the streets, I met all walks of life. I kicked it with the best and I kicked it with the worst. I met the good, the bad, the lonely, the dangerous, you name it. At times I felt my life might be on the line. The streets are mundane but if you dissect it, there is beauty within it. The night has a myriad of different faces. Some are alive, some are not… But that depends on what your definition of being “alive” is. When you are alone in the early AM hours, you notice the city is alive. Car culture aside, that is what PVT Runner’s are about. This is our foundation.

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Peace.

  • – P. Runner