Style of Egyptian Males

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The guys in Egypt are lucky because even fashion is catered for them. The most awesome jeans for men can be found in Egypt. But it’s not the clothes in my book that make them stand out, it’s their overall presentation. Egyptian males rock the rectangular framed glasses and those instantly make any dude look hot.

My best friend Jeremy was just out here and we got him a prescribed pair. Picking out the frames was fun too because they had thousands in all colors. If you wear glasses, get the rectangles for added character. As far as t-shirts, gold foil prints on top of black is the going thing. Yet nothing written in English…makes ANY sense. Brands don’t really matter either and it’s not strange to see guys wearing the same outfit day after day. Guys do the same thing in Italy. Balance in your presentation creates sexiness. Everything else is irrelevant – unless you got no talent or mind.


HOT!

The Heat Burns My Eyes

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SKIES OVER CAIRO

At dawn,
The ghostly
Call for prayer
Resonates
Throughout
Cairo’s
Ancient
Graveyard -
Stirring
A haunting,
Yet heavenly
Song
That moves
The roosters
And doves
To
Tears.

The start of
A new day
Has begun,
And the clouds
Humbly part way
For the majestic rays
Of the
Magnificent
Sun.

Yellows,
Reds and gold
Explode
Over the sedated horizon
And a child’s
Smearing of
Pressed hibiscus,
Mangoes,
And peaches,
Kisses a silhouette
Of minarets
From which the angels
Come out to pour
Love into the skies.

The children
Of the pharaohs
Rise and wash the sleep
From their eyes.
Then they synergize in line
And say thanks to the light.

Yes,
They say thanks to the light
Then they sip their tea,
Curse the heat
Before stepping out to
Meet it
Outside.

Under
The blistering tableau
Above the
City line -
One can see
The fiery strokes
Of a blazing fire.
Its reflection
Is detected
In the eyes and hearts
Of Egypt’s natives,
When the
Hustling streets of Cairo
Are bustling
With
Need and
Desire.

=Blue Panther=
“SKIES OVER CAIRO” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2009. All rights reserved.

Today’s Egypt

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Spark in the Dark

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SOUL SHINE

You know that thing
You do so well,
That little spark
You hide
In the dark,
That you think
Nobody
Knows
About

But
You?

Well,

You know there’s
A sheen
That you beam,
When you talk
Or do
Anything,
That everyone
Knows
About

But
You?

=Blue Panther=
SOUL SHINE” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2009. All rights reserved.

The Language of True Artists

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When you hang out in different art and entertainment circles around the world, you become aware of an unspoken code of ethics that universally exists between true artists. First, true talent is humble and often unaware of the magnitude of their own talents. Everything they do seems super easy to them so they don’t measure their work in the same way as those that witness it. Two, the real artist does not feel the need to prove their talents. Again, everything just comes easily and naturally for them, or refined over time. And lastly, a true artist would never even think of stealing from another. The artist that feels they must copy to survive, or hang on to the successful name of another to develop their own, is NOT an artist. Imitation is never an issue to the creative evolving mind with boundless ideas and creativity which make up a real artist. The true artist is the one always imitated.

- Suzy Kassem
Saturday, May 23, 2009

Awe Them With Your Claws

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YOUR GREATER ANIMAL

They say that if you are
Ever confronted by
A lion or bear,
To never act scared
Instead act like
You are the greater animal
And that they’re
The hare
That you are about
To tear.

This has been
Proven
And compared.
This is how presidents
Are loved
And feared.
Each one of us has an animal
Within us
That is armed with
Mental,
Physical or
Spiritual gifts
That could shoot spears
Through the air.

So next time
You are confronted in
A fight that seems unfair,
Just remember the lion and the bear.
MAGNIFY
Your greater animal
And all that feel your magnificence
Will step away
And disappear.

=Blue Panther=
YOUR GREATER ANIMAL” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2009. All rights reserved.

Don’t Bite the Hand That Feeds You

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UNREST

The one who cares the most
Always loses the most
Because they care
In areas
Where others don’t
And they offer help
While others won’t
And in the end
While you offer your hand
With the purest of hearts
The land has gotten so bad
That it becomes
Each man for himself
And it all splits apart
They spit and flip the charts,
And forget about the love
And the art.
They forget the hand
That offered them a chance
And first gave them the part.
Now I know why
People walk on others
Right from the start.
Rats should
Be kept underground
Shooting pellets
Blindly at each other
In the dark.
Don’t step on the hand
That feeds you
To make your mark.
It’ll smack you
Back down like cement,
Flatten you,
And build your whole family
A memorial park.

=Blue Panther=
UNREST” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2009. All rights reserved.

The Juice On Big Worm

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Faizon Love
is best remembered as Big Worm from Ice Cube’s movie, Friday. So who’s that big fat hunk of burning chocolate? And what’s there to know besides the fact that he’s an actor on the rise? For one, he’s a cool ass down-to-earth muthaphucka.

Faizon is into the exact same shit as me. He collects Fat Albert memorabilia, bikes, Cuban cigars, jazz records, art by Justin Bua, Kung Fu and blaxploitation flicks and has more blaxploitation posters than anybody else I know! He’s Cuban and proud of it. He also lives in a suburban house in Encino next to Sherman Oaks, and his best friend is Jon Favreau, that dude who did Swingers and that Elf movie. What else? He envies Bernie Mac, cheats on his wife and should be called Big Perv. Can’t forget to mention, he’s a hip-hop encyclopedia.

Faizon has a supporting role in my film, Cloud 7, which will resume negotiations when I get back to LA. All in all, he’s 700% cool cat certified. No joke. Keep your eyes peeled for more memorable roles in the works from this dope artist.

Faizon on Egyptian Lover:

HE’s still making music! Nigga just can’t rap”.

Float Your Boat

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TRANSDIMENSIONAL

Close your eyelids
And just breathe.
Let the light
Flood out
From your third eye
To your spleen.
Tap into the tones of the universe
And become ONE with the unseen.
Let your mind travel between
Realities
Just don’t let rampant thoughts
Intervene.
Stabalize your polarities
While crossing rotating fields,
Balance with the universe
Let the light be your shield.
When you step out of your vessel,
Know that your old portal is sealed.
You should now be travelling
Transdimensionally,
If you’ve truly
Trained your MIND
To YIELD.

=Blue Panther=
TRANSDIMENSIONAL” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2009. All rights reserved.

Fuck Fear

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KEY OF LIFE

The key of life
Symbolizes the map
Of existence.
Once you free yourself
From all resistance,
Your path will become white -
For the remainder of the distance.

-Suzy Kassem

=Blue Panther=
“KEY OF LIFE”
by Suzy Kassem, Copyright 2009

The Harmonic Chime

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CIRCLES OF LIFE
Align Center
Everything
Turns,
Rotates,
Spins,
Circles,
Loops,
Pulsates,
Resonates,
And
Repeats.

Circles
Of life,
Born from
Pulses
Of light,
Vibrate
To
Breathe,
While
Spiraling
Outwards
For
Infinity
Through
The lens
Of time,
And into
A sea
Of stars
And
Lucid
Dreams.

=Blue Panther=
“CIRCLES OF LIFE”
by Suzy Kassem, Copyright 2009

Rise Up! Wise Up!

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-BP 777 * Suzy Kassem

Rise Up! Wise Up!

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-BP 777 * Suzy Kassem

Start With the Children

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“Never think that war, no matter how necessary, nor how justified, is not a crime.”

-Ernest Hemingway

Darshanas

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This Old Man

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THE OLD MAN IN THE CORNER

The man in the corner
Is dying with words
He’s crying to be heard
His days are marked
And his only ears are birds
He knows the secret to peace
And his experience bleeds and hurts
Somebody stop and listen
Before he departs the earth!
Somebody write his thoughts
Before he hits the turf!
His eyes are closing their shutters
And he just dropped his
Beads and stick.
His breath is leaving us.
Please!
Somebody hear him out quick!
A little girl rushes to him and
Picks up his cane of wood.
The old man then turns to her
And faintly whispers,
“The key to peace is
To always stay fair
and be good.”

=Blue Panther=
“THE OLD MAN IN THE CORNER”
by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2009, Awakened Press. All rights reserved.

Troubles of Getting Laid & Paid

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In Saudi Arabia, the gents there like to view themselves as pillars for polished moral character and righteous behavior. So what is one to do if they should fancy a prostitute? How does one smuggle her through the city to avoid the religious police, questioning eyes or “neighborhood” gossip?



The Sun Is Shinin’

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All is swell.
Be outside and drink up the sun!

“Awake from your sleep and slumber
Today could be your lucky number.

Sun is shining…
And the weather is sweet…

Make you want to move..
Your dancing feet.”

777
- BM*

True Majestic

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I don’t know if Mear is trying to go up against Retna and the Mac’s divine Buddha murals throughout Hollywood, but this baby is worth an honorable mention. You can read more about Mear One and what I really think of him here. I love artists who take graffiti to a higher spiritual level to create awareness and beauty around us. Saying something using art to instigate a reaction, a feeling, is the master trait of a true artist. What is art if you can’t feel it? Spread the beauty within – out. Wake up the dormant so they can quickly feel the pulse of life while it’s still happening. Create and vibrate. Amen.

“There is no need for temples, no need for complicated philosophies. My brain and my heart are my temples; my philosophy is kindness.”
Dalai Lama

“With realization of one’s own potential and self-confidence in one’s ability, one can build a better world.”
Dalai Lama

After School Special

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AFTER SCHOOL SPECIAL

Dear Mr. Schneider,
I attended your elementary
School almost thirty years ago
And I’m very sure that
You will remember
Me.

My name is Suzy.
I’m that hyperactive girl
From the Egyptian family
Who used to always play dead
On the playground during
Recess.

You used to keep me
After school a lot
And then my father would
Force me to make the long
Walk home in the cold or rain.
Sometimes I would arrive
After dark.

I’m writing to tell you
That I was bored as a kid.
I was bored by your class programs
And the way I was always taught a
Bunch of useless
Junk.

I did not like being locked up
In a prison of scheduled time
Learning about bullshit histories
And watching belittling cartoons and
Shows approved by academia that
Made me even more
Bored.

As a kid
Who was constantly
Growing, evolving, and
Being shaped by all around me
I wanted to travel, see other kids
In the world like me,
To understand what was going
On amongst us, around us,
To understand what we were here for
And what was our real purpose
For existence.

I have some questions
I would like to ask you Mr. Schneider
Now that I know that you are no
Longer a school principal,
But the new superintendant
Of the entire school
District.

I want to know
Why racism today
Was not clearly explained to me
Even though we covered events
That happened long ago.
I want to know why you
Never shared with us
Why other countries
Never liked us,
Why we are taught to compete,
To be divided in teams,
And why conformity is associated
With popularity, while
Eccentricity is considered
Undesirable?

I want to know
Why my cafeteria lunches
Were slammed packed
With bottom-tier
Processed junk food
Only suitable
For pigs?
And why is it
That whenever a bully
Slammed a kid into a locker,
You never explained
To us that ego battles
Were the roots
For wars and
Greed.

I want to know
Why we were never taught
To stick up for each other,
To love one another, and that
Segregation sorted by the
Occupations of our fathers,
The neighborhoods we lived in, our houses,
Choices of sport, wealth, clothing,
Color of our skin
And the texture of our hair
Should never, ever
Divide us?

And lastly,
I want to know why
Is it that whenever I pledged
Allegiance to the flag,
I was never told that I was
Actually hailing to the
Chief?

You used to say
I was a troubled child,
A misfit, and that I needed
Obedience training,
But you never acknowledged that
I was the fastest runner in the district
And that I took the school
To State and Nationals to compete
In the Spelling Bee amongst kids
Grades higher than me.
And that it was me,
Who won that big trophy
That sat in your office when you
Used to detain me for hours
And tell me I was no
Good.

Mr. Schneider,
If we are not taught truth as kids
Then how do you expect us to
Grow up to be truthful citizens?
If we are taught only the written way
And it has not shown positive effects
In societies of yesterday or today,
Then how can we progress as a
United and compassionate
Nation?

And finally,
I want to thank you for
I know you have a tough job
Dealing with troubled children like me.
Your job has not been an easy one.
And I congratulate you
On your recent promotion.
Thank you,
Thank you,
And thank you
For mass processing
The junk kids of America.
And I want to personally thank you
For always pointing out
That I was
Different.

=Blue Panther=
“AFTER SCHOOL SPECIAL”
by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2009, Awakened Press. All rights reserved.

SPECIAL NOTE:

“RISE UP AND SALUTE THE SUN”

The first official collection of poetry by Suzy Kassem will be published in September of 2009 and will be released worldwide by Awakened Press in the beginning of 2010.

Fotografia Dell’anima

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Taken by one of my bestfriends from Italy, Leonardo.
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The Lady In the Water

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That ain’t me. But now I understand how sharks sometimes mistake humans for other stuff.

Scratch n’ Sniff

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When you don’t have money, there is always so much you want. Your wants and needs are unlimited. You find yourself saying…’when I get money, I’m going to get this and this’. And then when you come into a lot of money, you find that you really don’t want or need much of anything. If the money is new, you may splurge in the beginning, but then you find no real contentment. You quickly find out that that the things you really do need are free. And ironically, when you are broke and don’t have money, without telling anybody, you find that people are less giving – period. Yet when you do have money where you can buy whatever you want, without telling anybody, you find out that more people are overly eager to pick up the tab, buy you unlimited gifts, fly you all over the place, and freely hand over big checks for projects you’re unsure of. But before, when you would be so certain of the success of your proposed ventures, nobody wanted to give money to someone who had none.”

- Suzy Kassem

Based on a True Story

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“Inspiration and Synergy
in Motion

Suzy’s Script
by Nasir Gamall Dean

I was introduced to suzy for the first time at a cafe called space by its owner, a guy called Fahad. i did not know that i would be involved in such a bizarre, messy and hilarious affair. at first , i was curious about her and i wanted to get to know her, so we went out a few times and we talked. i found her to be very nice, shy and artistic. she asked me to write her a film script in arabic about a young egyptian man who drowns while trying to immigrate from egypt to italy illegally and blindly by boat, to show the suffocation of the egyptian people. as a writer with only two stories to my credit and not even published yet, i was scared shitless about writing it but somehow i started to write.

Fahad started introducing suzy to many different people from different professional backgrounds and they all happened to be interested in suzy’s script. every night they meet with suzy at the cafe and talk about one thing, you guessed it, suzy’ script. how it is progressing? how the story line is developing? they talk, chat and argue among themselves while drinking tea and coffee or even secretly smoking hash cigarettes at the cyber’s loo. everybody has suddenly become a professional script writer, and everybody is adding new story lines, and suggesting new directions it should go to. everyone got involved, even the tea boy.


Artists and film professionals started arriving from everywhere. After one week, the whole neighborhood called Cleopatra was talking about suzy’s script. And by the end of the month, all of Alexandria was also talking about suzy’s script. everybody was waiting for suzy to inhale the smoke from her cigarette and speak her words of wisdom about what direction the story lines of the script should take.

Alexandria newspapers and TV stations also got interested, millions of people started phoning in and writing about their opinions in suzy’s script. at the end, the Alexandria mayor ordered that suzy’s script is to be a subject of national security interest, and ordered all schools and college students to start helping in writing suzy’s script and that the government should ask the citizens of Egypt to vote on suzy’s script and the question was do you like suzy’s script? vote (Yes or No).

The USA oscar committee called the Egyptian minister for culture asking if suzy’s script would enter in the oscar competition for the category of best foreign scripts.

All this was happening while suzy was still stuck in the cyber’s loo inhaling the last breath of her hash stuffed cigarette..”

ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE IF YOU HAVE PASSION.

Class Assignment #2

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WRITE TO THE LIGHT

I do believe in a higher power composed of light and I do believe that this light that surrounds us all the time has eyes and ears.

Around September, I wrote about 5 pages of everything I wanted and all that my soul desired and feared. I wrote a super long list and even gave details of everything and repeated all that mattered most. I read the list everyday for about 5 days until my computer got hit by a virus. I lost my wish list but my thoughts had already been thrown out into the unknown.

It is now halfway through March and everything on that list has surfaced already. Now everything I imagined is coming to reality right down to physical detail.

I encourage all who read this to take time out to really throw your thoughts, dreams, desires and fears all down on paper. Vibrate as you write and your message will resonate to reciever. Ask the light to remove all that is bothering you, bad people from your path, evil friends, bad luck, poor communication, envy…anything that is negative. Ask for good health for you and yours and to protect them from the evil eye. Ask..ask, and ask and don’t feel ashamed. If you hide what is in your heart, the light will know. However, only when you amplify your desires, will they stand out amongst the noise only if they are true.

Try it. Imagine your mind flooded with light or sit in front of a strong light force. It does not matter as long as you can reflect a strong image of WHITE LIGHT. Anybody can do this regardless of religion because this white light is part of the ALL and it is the dominate force in ALL spiritual teachings. And scientifically, it is the energy that gives us energy.

Ask the light to heal you. To regenerate you. To erase all traces of frustration and pain. Remove dark patches and gray areas, shady people. Imagine this light take over your entire soul and wash away all that bothers you. Write and write and write it all out. Be true to yourself and don’t hold back. Keep referring back to what you wrote and bask yourself in white light as you reveal yourself to truth. All that you ask for will come, but there is a test.

The true test of being true is acknowledging your granted wishes as blessings, and not just coincidences. Worse, is stating that your blessing(s) is not exactly what you asked for. Did you really mention in detail what you wanted or was it a general request? Are you grateful or undeserving? Take this test to learn more about yourself. It will reveal alot about the truth in you.

Do it. Whatcha got to lose?

Cool Chi

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SUZYKASSEM.COM

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SUZYKASSEM.COM NOW UP.

Will be in L.A in 3 days. Will be in Miami in 6, then off to float somewhere from there to South America for 2 weeks and then will be in Italy for about a month. Been busy meeting with writers and assembling crew for a project I know will drain the hell out of me, but I love it.

I have more writings I want to unleash too but they are all sitting in boxes in storage. I’m going to Cali to get them.

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Weird, weird shit happening and unfolding all around me.
Too much for words.

SUZYKASSEM.COM NOW UP.

Will be in L.A in 3 days. Will be in Miami in 6, then off to float somewhere from there to South America for 2 weeks and then will be in Italy for about a month. Been busy meeting with writers and assembling crew for a project I know will drain the hell out of me, but I love it.

I have more writings I want to unleash too but they are all sitting in boxes in storage. I’m going to Cali to get them.

Words to the Wise

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Starting today…

  • Today, before you say an unkind word, think of someone who can’t speak.
  • Before you complain about the taste of your food, think of someone who has nothing to eat.
  • Before you complain about your mate, husband or wife, think of someone who’s crying to God for a companion.
  • Before you complain about your children, think of someone who desires children but cannot have them.
  • Before you argue about the size or cleanliness of your house, think about the people living in the streets.
  • Before whining about the distance you have to drive to work, think of someone who walks the same distance on their feet.
  • When you are tired and complain about your job, think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.
  • Before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another, remember that not one of us is perfect and without sin.
  • And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down, put a smile on your face and think: you’re alive and still around.

Words to the Wise

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Starting today…

  • Today, before you say an unkind word, think of someone who can’t speak.
  • Before you complain about the taste of your food, think of someone who has nothing to eat.
  • Before you complain about your mate, husband or wife, think of someone who’s crying to God for a companion.
  • Before you complain about your children, think of someone who desires children but cannot have them.
  • Before you argue about the size or cleanliness of your house, think about the people living in the streets.
  • Before whining about the distance you have to drive to work, think of someone who walks the same distance on their feet.
  • When you are tired and complain about your job, think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.
  • Before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another, remember that not one of us is perfect and without sin.
  • And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down, put a smile on your face and think: you’re alive and still around.

Queen of Giza

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Locally permitted to:
Suzy Kassem, aka Blue Panther, Queen of Giza

Last 48 Hours

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This last picture is the granite and marble floor of Akhenaten’s palace in Armana. This was created BC and look how bold and solid the color still is. It is in better condition than a mural painted outside on the wall of a carryout store in an urban neighborhood. I took this picture through two layers of glass with camera set on museum mode with no flash. To imagine that this belonged to a building buried deep under water and sand for over thousands of years and still vibrant in detail and color is beyond words. That is one thing that blows my mind about many of the tombs in the Valley of the Kings, coffins, and chambers. The colors. So fresh looking. So new. Yet so ancient and unreal.

Photos taken today and yesterday.



Last 48 Hours

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This last picture is the granite and marble floor of Akhenaten’s palace in Armana. This was created BC and look how bold and solid the color still is. It is in better condition than a mural painted outside on the wall of a carryout store in an urban neighborhood. I took this picture through two layers of glass with camera set on museum mode with no flash. To imagine that this belonged to a building buried deep under water and sand for over thousands of years and still vibrant in detail and color is beyond words. That is one thing that blows my mind about many of the tombs in the Valley of the Kings, coffins, and chambers. The colors. So fresh looking. So new. Yet so ancient and unreal.

Photos taken today and yesterday.



A Project Worthy of Imitation

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DIVINE FORCES MEDIA

presents – PROJECT ONE

*10AM – 1PM / 9AM Registration

Calling on L.A County youth ages 14-18 – Rappers, Mcees, Singers, Songwriters, Poets, Beat Makers, and Musicians

–We Want Your Songs!

Project One aims to promote social justice through music and encourage LA County youth to promote peace and speak out against and learn about racism, classism, sexism, homophobia, xenophobia and overall hatred towards others.

What:
Project: One, a county-wide search for musically talented youth, ages
14-18.

Who: Calling on all Rappers, Mcees, Singers, Songwriters, Poets, Beat Makers, and Musicians.

When: Phase 1: “Music and Dialogue” sessions, where youth learn the power of using knowledge and life’s experience into the music they produce. Hosted by Human Relations Specialists and professional recording artists and producers.

You must attend at least one Phase 1 session to apply and qualify for Phase 2.
All sessions are FREE.

6 Dates To Choose:

*February 7, 14, 21, and 28, 2009

*10AM – 1PM / 9AM Registration

Phase 2: Songwriters’ Workshop, where selected students will create songs with Award winning Artists and Producers to inspire the ideals of understanding, mutual respect and human dignity.

Phase 3: Project One Concert, featuring music written and performed by youth from Project One and special guest artist performances.

How: For info on locations, attending and to rsvp for Phase 1
call (213) 974-7615 or email: projectone09@gmail.com
Also log onto: www. zerohour. com/projectonela

A Freeze in Thought

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What would happen…
If someone took a polar bear and stuck it in the desert?

E Money, Mc.Amin, and Killa

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Chillin With EGY-CREW @ Bazoka’s House 2

If music on this page clashes with this video, watch it here.


You don’t have to understand the words because they roll out the vibe on point. And they don’t have to pull an image because they serve the goods tight. Egyptian music and the roll out of Egyptian hip-hop show that Egypt will always have one strong asset always going for her, the vibe and the electricity that flows through her people. Just feel these guys out and you will know what I mean. These two have that slickitty slickness. Believe me.

BTW, they aren’t Ghost or Rafiq.

We Are All Human

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PhotobucketPhotobucketPhotobucketNo one man should be viewed as having more to offer the world than the other. We are all equals and every human being has something of value in their skillset and/or composition which makes them unique such as every country has their own unique resources to share with the world. Never discount somebody based on material wealth, true wealth is what cannot be seen. Never discount a country by what they can’t provide your country, while their resources may benefit other lands in need. For there to be harmony and peace, everything must be balanced. There should always be justice. Eliminate the concept of division by class, skills, race, income, and nationality. Every human requires food and water to survive. Every man has a dream. Every man suffers and every man loves. We are equals, with a common pulse and need to survive. To breathe. Let us recognize that we are all part of each other. We are all human.

– Suzy Kassem

In the Clouds

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This is my most favorite stencil piece ever, rocked by Banksy. Beautiful in its simplicity. Beautiful in thoughts. Beautiful.

City covered it up.

Amarna Lovers

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Me and My Sun King
Taken yesterday in Alexandria, Egypt

Women Are Heroes

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Somebody bring me this artist so I can personally meet him and tell him he is beautiful. JR.

Or watch it here.
More images here.
Very beautiful project.

The "WE" Hour

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The time has come. The hour is here. The signs of the Time are all around us and they are no joke or set of coincidences. We are at a point in our cyclular evolution, where how we proceed from this moment onward, will dictate whether we become a united world living in harmony at a higher vibration OR become bored mindless savages.

Believe it. Where we go from here (February 4th, 2009) has serious consequences to our future, your kid’s kid’s future and history. I have seen enough signals pulsating on the streets of so many countries and the sentiments are all the same. Things are going to hell overall and it is very, very serious. Corruption is at its highest. Greed is at its finest. So many imbalances all over the place. Earth has an ulcer and its tearing at its ozone. Our crops and weather are being manipulated. We are forcing ourselves into the future before we are ready. More and more people I know are becoming miserable with where their lives are, feeling trapped, suffocated, and increasingly frustrated. There are people who can’t go out and enjoy simple pleasures due to financial constraints, while on the other hand, you have a tier that goes on shopping sprees with puppies around the world.

We are far from achieving harmony because there is no balance. No Truth. No justice. Instead of thinking of just “I”, self, we need to think as a group, “WE”. One person can instigate change. One person can create opportunities for others and one company can build jobs for others. In other words, we need to think of each other as brothers and sisters and take care of as many under our umbrellas because there are many people being left out in the rain – and in the cold. We don’t want that. That’s how crime grows and savages come out of the woodwork. It’s how boredom allows us to cheat, steal and kill one another.

NOW is the time to share and spread wealth. If you can create opportunities to engage and employ others, do it. Think big. Take care of each other. Build and keep building. Build farms, gardens, market-proof companies, bridges, charities, libraries. Build hope and build peace. Don’t just think about yourself and your loved ones. Think of everyone you meet as part of the same unit. Help the strange and deranged. Make sure not a single soul goes to sleep hungry. Help friends and strangers find jobs. We MUST make sure the basic needs of every woman, man, and child are met or we are looking at some seriously dark days ahead. Again, this is very, very, serious. Look outside your current comfort zone and through the window of the world. People are seriously struggling and eventually their struggle will affect you. Believe it. Do what you can within your reach to alleviate another man’s burden. Eliminate the “I” now and replace it with “WE” right away.

By Suzy Kassem

PASS THIS ON.

The Greatest Wonder of the World

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The Harmonizer. The motherboard of an advanced fertile world. See how it worked here. Keep it in your records. Magnetic energy when synthesized opens the key of life.

In Gold We Trust?

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I unexpectedly sold this painting for $7777 at an art show called PUZZLES which I held in January of 2007 in downtown L.A. It was created on [4] 12X12 pieces of wood using 24K gold markers, acrylics, nail polish, and foil. An elderly Asian man bought it because he said he understood the formula I scribbled in the upper left corner.

What is it? It’s the formula to creating a world resonance that will re-trigger the grid that surrounds our planet to fuel the earth with natural energy via harmonic magnetics and bring synergy to men. It describes the day of the Great Awakening when the true light citzens of the Earth will all unite one day again at the foot of the pyramids, just as it happened before on the day of the Great Floods and they were all saved by the boats to the stars. This painting sure as hell wasn’t made in pure gold, but the message underneath is worth all the gold in the world. I’m sorry I don’t have a better picture.

-Suzy Kassem

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WasSsup WasSsup?

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So I was in a crazy rush to catch a train back to Alexandria yesterday. I had two bags with me and I was running down the street trying to flag down a cab. While in a frenzy, I accidently threw over a vendor’s donkey cart holding cucumbers. My bag must have hit it and it sent hundreds of cucumbers to the floor. I turned around and saw the mess but because I was in a hurry – kept going.

When I missed the train and went back home to chill out for a bit to catch the later one, I ran into the cucumber guy who cut my path by standing in front of me, studying me boldly in the eye.

(In Arabic)

“YOU. You kicked my cucumbers on the floor and did not have the decency to take the blame! All those cucumbers got thrown in the trash!”

I felt myself shrink. He scared me with his tone. But I knew for a fact that this guy did not throw out his cucumbers. I did not like his style of slurs and language with me. So in defense, I flipped channels on him.

“Oh, I’m sorry”, I said innocently.

“I have mild schizophrenia and right now you are not talking to the right person who could have done it. She is not here right now.”

(Long pause)

Everytime he is about to start a sentence, he sinks away in contemplation. He studies my eyes. Paces his thoughts. Then…

“Well, when is she going to come back so I can have her pay for all my lost cucumbers? This is a problem that has to be solved between her and I at once.”

Surprised by his answer, and in a soft trance, I asked, “Who?”

“Your friend”, he replied.

I was so stunned that this guy even bought it. I was just throwing shit out there like I do whenever I’m in a jam. Then he pauses again shaking his head, pats me on the back, and says…

“Come. Let’s go get some guava juice because I’m thirsty. I did not have any juice today and when I do not drink my juice, I cannot think properly. I invite you for a cup…

And we can wait for your friend to come.”

WasSsup WasSsup?

Open Books Around Us

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One major mistake that we have made as a modern race is that we have failed to recognize the Truth and wealth of knowledge that is openly accessible in nature. Our ancestors knew this and embraced the natural cures found in our environments and studied the lessons to be learned from animals. Much of human behavior can be explained by watching the wild beasts around us. They are constantly teaching us things about us and the way of the universe but we are too blinded to watch and listen. If some ancient civilizations were considered to be more progressive than us today, and yet they glorified animals to varying degrees, perhaps these real and sometimes mythical creatures symbolized more than meets the eye. Given. And are we truly the superior race? And if so, what role do animals really play in the overall picture? If not, what are you currently using as the basis of your measurement: spiritual, technological, or by type of suit? Feed your mind and sharpen the focus.

-Suzy Kassem

Open Books Around Us

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One major mistake that we have made as a modern race is that we have failed to recognize the Truth and wealth of knowledge that is openly accessible in nature. Our ancestors knew this and embraced the natural cures found in our environments and studied the lessons to be learned from animals. Much of human behavior can be explained by watching the wild beasts around us. They are constantly teaching us things about us and the way of the universe but we are too blinded to watch and listen. If some ancient civilizations were considered to be more progressive than us today, and yet they glorified animals to varying degrees, perhaps these real and sometimes mythical creatures symbolized more than meets the eye. Given. And are we truly the superior race? And if so, what role do animals really play in the overall picture? If not, what are you currently using as the basis of your measurement: spiritual, technological, or by type of suit? Feed your mind and sharpen the focus.

-Suzy Kassem

Cure for All Diseases

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What do you think?

The Cure for All Diseases

I do believe though that a harmonic resonance amplified to a calculated frequency can polarize any moving or cycling object by vibrating or pulsating its energy around cross-rotating fields — at a figured speed. If that makes sense to anybody. So yes, electromagnetic frequencies can heal almost anything. Nowadays, they market it to us in small gadgets called lasers. You hear laser this, laser that. What if we walked into a box created by natural night and bounced light to create the synergy we needed. In an essence we can say light heals too. We are created from small circles of light that spiral outwards into a sea of stars and lucid dreams. Everything turns. We are energy. I’m ready to start a school on electromagnetic healing and study and teach people how they can heal themselves.

Who is down? Fuck health insurance and insane medical bills. Fuck corrupt doctors and BigPharm. Fuck all the bullshit that comes with a prime necessity to survival – to heal. People should not take money for healing others. I understand there are hospitals to run and nurses to pay, but fees should not be exagerrated. People should not be manipulated and pharmaceutical reps should not be bribing doctors that yield high prescription referrals with free weekend trips to Vegas. Soon you will not know who to trust with your medical emergencies. Heathcare is mega mega zega business and you are just another statistic who bares a folder with a name sticker containing insurance information and, if you are lucky, detailed health records. Personalization and compassion from the days of old Dr. Brown are almost gone. Nobody is coming to visit you with a leather medicine bag.

-Suzy Kassem

You Know Who

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You Know Who

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These Kids Say Hello To You

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They’ve never been to see a movie.
Or been to a fair.
Or even seen a mall.
Or stepped outside their neighborhood square.
Yet they laugh and play
Oblivious to all else thats there
They dance and chase
Free and without care
What more do you need
Than happy moments
Shared?
Living in the moment
Grateful and not scared.

-S.K

International Talent Support (ITS)

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It’s that time again for those in the know. Now in its eighth year, the International Talent Support (ITS) competition kicks off today with a call for entries. This worldwide design competition allows for winners in three categories: fashion, accessories and photography and is open to final year students or young designers and photographers. Over 787 schools in 60 countries compete for cash prizes and real life opportunities.

Finalists are flown to the seaside town of Trieste in northeast Italy July 10th and 11th, 2009 to present their work to an international panel of renowned fashion editors, buyers and fashion influencers. Diesel, the main partner of the fashion competition, guarantees concrete support to a young talent with a cash prize of €50,000 and an internship within the Diesel creative team, based in Italy. Check out their web site, pretty much anybody with skills and talent can compete. Big cash prizes and you get paid in sterling!

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Dear Obama,

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Or watch it directly from Youtube here.

Coltan in Your Celly

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If you use a cell phone, you have in your possession a metal called coltan, a component that’s essential to the phone’s function. Most of the world’s coltan comes from the Congo, and is mined by Rwandans who survived their country’s genocide in the 1990s. They often work for militias that sell coltan illegally to finance their military operations. It so happens that the main area where Coltan is mined, also contains the Kahuzi Biega National Park, home of the Mountain Gorilla.

In Kahuzi Biega National Park the gorilla population has been cut nearly in half, from 258 to 130 as the ground is cleared to make mining easier. Not only has this reduced the available food for the Gorillas, the poverty caused by the displacement of the local populations by the miners has lead to Gorillas being killed and their meat being sold as “bush meat” to the miners and rebel armies that control the area. Within the Dem. Rep. of Congo as a whole, the U.N. Environment Program has reported that the number of eastern lowland gorillas in eight Dem. Rep. of Congo national parks has declined by 90% over the past 5 years, and only 3,000 now remain.

Keep this in mind the next time you call a friend.

Posterboy NYC

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New dude popped into the woodwork. Some demented stuff, some cool.

Woooooo. And I can pick him out from the street. Look ma, he has a camera crew and everything. Very concealed – nah’ mean?

WasSsup WasSsup?

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So I stumbled upon these kicks by Jim Lasser called the Obama Force Ones, OB1s.

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When you press your foot in the dirt, mud, asphalt, dog shit, whatever…you leave behind a print by the left shoe that reads, A BLACK MAN RUNS AND A NATION IS BEHIND HIM.

The idea is neato, really. But how about, A BLACK MAN — LEADS…?

And something just seems wrong about stepping on someone’s image in the dirt.

But don’t worry, the name of the shoe can stay. Just change tweak the face to look more like O.J.

Hint of the 1930s

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If I had to choose one person from history to bring back into the present, it would be Nikola Tesla. I have thousands of questions to ask, that only he died knowing the answers to. No joke. He was beyond this plane.

Here is a toy that came out during the Depression when Physics was hot.

The Electric Eye Set

This is an Electric Eye Set that only a small number of well-to-do boys had.

Gilbert 1930s Electric Eye set exterior

Gilbert 1930s Electric Eye set contents
Contents of the Set — Looks Scientific

Gilbert 1930s Electric Eye set Manual
The Instruction Manual — the All-Seeing Eye

Gilbert 1930s Electric Eye set Photocell and Relay
Photocells and Relays — no Amplification Using Tubes or Transistors

Gilbert 1930s Electric Eye set Circuit Diagram
The Circuit Diagram

“Batteries Not Included” is an exaggeration here — the thing needs a 22 volt dry cell! Two “C” Cells in the Power Pack operate the low voltage relay, but the 22 volt battery is required to operate any kind of apparatus. The switch between the low voltage (sensitive) relay and the operating (power) relay) is a primitive form of amplification.

Gilbert 1930s Electric Eye set, circuit board
The Circuit Board (schematic)

Gilbert 1930s Electric Eye set Panel Supports
Support “Legs” for the Circuit Board

Gilbert 1930s Electric Eye set
Knife Switch for the 22V and 3.5 Volt Power Sources

Gilbert 1930s Electric Eye set, power pack
The 3 Volt Power Pack

Gilbert 1930s Electric Eye set,flashlight
The 5 Inch Flashlight (Light Source for Some Experiments)

Gilbert 1930s Electric Eye set after restoration
The Exterior, after restoration

The manual is a real hoot. Below, you will see some uses of the Electric Eye to make a Christmas Tree revolve or to automatically turn the radio on in the morning “..for your morning exercises..

Gilbert Electric Eye set: controlling the Xmas Tree Gilbert Electric Eye set: controlling the Radio

Various Uses of the Electric Eye
Jewish Kids Could Substitute a Menorah…

The set contained another booklet entitled “Fun With Electricity” that described a wide variety of experiments involving electricity. I believe that this was intended to accompany a Gilbert Set that dealt with electricity. You had to have lots of batteries.

Gilbert Fun With Electricity Booklet
The “Fun With Electricity” Booklet

Out With the Old

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Go to this event if you are in the hood and say hello to Jeremy. I love that kid. He is so beautiful.

Break This Riddle

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LENSE OF TIME

Time is irrelevant
It confines the experience.

Time is a scheduled measurement
You could break the experiment.

=Blue Panther=
“LENSE OF TIME” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2008-2009. All rights reserved.

The Writings of Suzy Kassem

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New web site going up in less than 2 weeks. It’ll be super basic and strictly reserved just for my writings. Keep checking it.

SUZYKASSEM.COM

As for BLUPANTHA.COM, it will finally be opened back up and my music will be posted on it when I do return back to the States. I lost so much work in 2008 that I’m ready to just throw everything out there now.

Tacos Baja Ensenada

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SOUTH LOS ANGELES

Write this down.

If you are ever in L.A, you have to go to Tacos Baja Ensenada on the east side. Go on a Wednesday and get their fish tacos. They are the best things in the world man I swear. I’m like on the other side of the fucking planet right now and I’m craving them. I’d pay someone $2000 just to bring me some.

Class Assignment #1

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THE LAPIS TEST

If you should stumble upon this posting, consider it meant for you.

This year, keep a journal. From now until the second week of February, write every day. Write random thoughts, prose, ideas, or eliminate fears and anxieties on paper – or on your screens. Write about health problems and anything bothering you. Or get yourself a blog as a record keeper. Believe me, it’s a good way to see yourself grow or fall. It’s a good way to release and delete. Just do it.

Then, by the end of the second week of February, I want you to start hunting for the best lapis lazuli that is accessibly cheap. If it’s pulled near water based regions, better. Otherwise, Russia, Brazil, or Afghanistan will do. If it has no grainage in it, kick it aside. Get a rock to put under your bed, under your mattress, under your pillow, in your shower, in your car, at your work, everywhere you occupy time.

You are to never stop writing from the moment you pick up a pen until the end of the year. Just in Feb, I want you to arm yourselves with lapis for the remainder of 2009 and see if you notice any differences. I guarantee you will. Record it.

*Make sure the rocks are pure as they are often imitated. Most stones found in the market are dyed howlite. The best lapis is from Badakshan, Afghanistan — but even there you can get the fake stuff. Lapis is the real gold. The true gold since the days of the Pharaohs was lapis, and even the gold that was glorified back then, was used as a royal metal simply because it mirrored the image of the sun. However, for its properties that far exceed the material, lapis is the real gem of the universe. It will bring balance to your spirit and open portals in your mind. It will give you clarity and even reduce the pain of a toothache. If you are depressed or knotted inside, bask in the energy of lapis. It works for me. It will will cut through all the chaotic currents running inside you.

With that said, start your assignment, get writing and start looking for lapis. Arm yourself. This is a strong year for your mind to share secrets with your soul.

*Do not mix lapis with any amethyst, diamonds, or any type of clear quartz. It will make you mental. If you have amethyst, make sure you don’t keep a ring on or have a rock in your living space for long periods of time, it works in the reverse after awhile. The energies emitted from amethyst are to be controlled and accessed in limited squirts – a week at a time, no more than a month. People that don’t understand it, don’t mess with it. It will make you lost, confused, depressed, and unstable if exploited. It can fuck you up. It’s why I had my huge bracelet taken off. Big difference.

Living Large

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LIVING DISNEY

I live in an animated world
Where neverending stories are told
Tales of princes and saints
And glorious knights and heroes
Homes are made of glass
And castles filled with gold
With signs outside on the grass
That read,
Seized, Foreclosed, or Sold.
There are Kings and Queens
And pimps, nymphs, and hoes
Elves and thieves
And even fairies that glow.
Welcome to my magical kingdom
Just follow the yellow marks on the road
There are enchanting chemical trails in the skies
And colorful rainbows that explode
We give names to our hurricanes
And even to our deadly blizzards
And honor our cult witches
And even glorify their lizards
Once upon a time
There was a chiseled land of Truth
That has since drowned and fizzled
And now we have cities loaded
With buck-tooth bitches
And fat mice playing
Sorcerers and wizards.
Instead of seeds, buns and rice
Our monarchy feeds us
Tagged guns and knives
They ask us to go, run and protect ourselves
In case the pirates should ever strike
They even have wands for everything
And potions for all
Pop this pill to make you taller
And this one –
This one drink will make you lose weight
And feel small.
I live in a colorful world of make-believe
Everyone dresses in costumes
And weaves what they want you to percieve
Hear what you want to hear
See what you want to see
All sets are carefully crafted and
Controlled to decieve
Those that perceive this illustrated dream as reality
Go on to really achieve –
But those that see the insanity
Fall through the rabbit hole and bleed.
There are poisons not just in our apples
But in all our water and foods
No doves or saints seen in our chapels
And prices are high and crude
There are Dumbos everywhere
And dwarves galore–
They all have different names
Yet they all complain of the same sores
But not a gnome in my fortress
Will stand up to flip the score
They’d rather live in the same rerun cartoon
Than fight to change the storyboard.

Take my friend Anton,
Whom I had caught him on my way
To the store:

Yo! I got my Mickey Mouse hat on
And my I-Pod is blasting the latest hits –

Goofy’s going to pick me up
And we’re hitting the mall to pick up chicks

I’m straight up O-G, Dawg!
I’m living large

I’m living Disney
I’m flashing da bling bling with my ghetto swing

And the shortys are gonna dig me!

=Blue Panther=
LIVING DISNEY” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2008-2009. All rights reserved.

Living Large

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LIVING DISNEY

I live in an animated world
Where neverending stories are told
Tales of princes and saints
And glorious knights and heroes
Homes are made of glass
And castles filled with gold
With signs outside on the grass
That read,
Seized, Foreclosed, or Sold.
There are Kings and Queens
And pimps, nymphs, and hoes
Elves and thieves
And even fairies that glow.
Welcome to my magical kingdom
Just follow the yellow marks on the road
There are enchanting chemical trails in the skies
And colorful rainbows that explode
We give names to our hurricanes
And to our deadly blizzards
And honor our cult witches
And even glorify their lizards
Once upon a time
There was a land of Truth
That had struck light then fizzled
And now we have cities loaded
With buck-tooth bitches
And fat mice playing
Sorcerers and wizards.
Instead of seeds, buns and rice
Our monarchy feeds us
Tagged guns and knives
They ask us to go, run and protect ourselves
In case the pirates should ever strike
They even have wands for everything
And potions for all
Pop this pill to make you taller
And this one –
This one drink will make you lose weight
And feel small.
I live in a colorful world of make-believe
Everyone dresses in costumes
And weaves what they want you to percieve
Hear what you want to hear
See what you want to see
All sets are controlled to decieve
The ones who perceive this illustrated dream as reality
Go on to really achieve –
But those that see the insanity
Fall through the rabbit hole and bleed.
There are poisons not just in our apples
But in all our water and foods
No doves or saints seen in our chapels
And prices are high and crude
There are Dumbos everywhere
And dwarves galore–
They all have the same names
And all complain of the same sores
But not a gnome in my fortress
Will stand up to flip the score
They’d rather live in the same rerun cartoon
And accept their lives are a bore.

Take my friend Anton,
Whom I caught him on my way
To the store:

Yo! I got my Mickey Mouse hat on
And my I-Pod is blasting the latest hits –

Goofy’s going to pick me up
And we’re hitting the mall to pick up chicks

I’m straight up O-G, Dawg!
I’m living large

I’m living Disney
I’m flashing da bling bling with my ghetto swing

And the shortys are gonna dig me!

=Blue Panther=
LIVING DISNEY” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2008-2009. All rights reserved.

The Taste Fakers

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This article is a very good example on how people today need to be told what is good, what to like, what is pretty, what is cool, what sounds good, what is real and what is fake. This shows that we live in a dumbed down world full of retarded robots. Seriously, I dig this experiment. Thanks to Andrea for sending it.

Violinist in the Metro— Wash, DC

A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that a thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. Three minutes went by and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried up to meet his schedule. A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping continued to walk. A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work. The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.

In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written with a violin worth 3.5 million dollars.

Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston and the seats average $100.

This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of an social experiment about perception, taste and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?

One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:

If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?

Little Boy War

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LITTLE BOY WAR


He stands alone
On a vacant road
Hands shaking from
the cold
His heart is aching
From the untold
Under
His right arm
Is a tattered bag
Which he holds tightly
As if it were filled
With gold
He’s just six
Going on seven
And it’s past ten
Going on eleven
He takes another toke
From his cowboy smoke
And wishes
He too
Could have died with his brother
And taken the ride
to heaven.
His tummy rumbles
And grumbles
He feels faint
And tries hard
Not to stumble
His eyes scream
With muted cries
Too loud for his tired soul
To conjure enough energy
To even mumble.
Little kid scared
Alone in the
Middle of Iraqi nowhere
Past curfew
Without a clue
As to what to do
Or to go where
Just standing there with
A shark’s glazed and lifeless stare
His eyes reveal a whirlpool of disaster
Just another Iraqi kid
Who can’t help
Growing up any faster
The streets are dark
And it’s just him.
Standing in the shadow
Of a blinking ATM
He now thinks of his worn mother
How she once took his torn shirt
And lovingly sewn its hem back together
He never understood
Why she had always told him
“Buckle your sandals”
She used to call,
“Buckle them good
So you walk right and
Stand taller than them all”
So why did he feel so small?
And why does he feel like he’s about to fall?
He kicks his little sandals
At the sand
Trying to understand
What Uncle Sam
And his freedom plan
Had done to his once beautiful land
Babylon is crashing.
In front of him memories are flashing
Rubble, ash, blood, and dust
An empire once fueled with beauty and gust
Now buried under artillery, bones, and rust
In the corner of his eye
He sees a tank suddenly appear
He tries to focus on its lights
Like a lost and rampant deer
Then that chilling electric sound
Cuts and pierces through his ears
The tank stops.
A lady emerges from its top
And examines the boy and sneers
She asks what he is doing outside by himself
And tells him that there are rules
That all must now adhere
But Little Boy Iraq
Glares without
A drip of fear
He swings his precious bag high up in the air
And cries,
“I’m not alone!
Look! My mother is in here!”
I watched from a distance
Then turn away to disappear
My heart felt like a cold rock
And I couldn’t control my tears.
Behind my back
And in my mind
The little boy’s
Words echo forever
So loud
And clear…
“In here and always near.
Her hands and heart are right here.”

=Blue Panther=
“LITTLE BOY WAR” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2008-2009. All rights reserved.

Suffocation Nation

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SPACE INVADERS

I get frustrated when a guy
Don’t speak his mind,
But at the same time -
I get suffocated when a guy
Reveals too much.

I want the guy
Who stays away,
But those guys that
sway too close -
I want on the next flights
Out to Bombay.

So how do you persuade a girl like me?

Just play it straight until my mind is made.

Don’t get in my face every day
Or try to contact me every hour
The irritance will only make me want
To erase your name.
The essence of you will grow cold
And sour

Let me miss you
And crave your voice
Just don’t be pushy
And try to force
My choice

Give yourself a chance -
To make way into
My wildest and wettest
Dreams

Because only when you’re faraway

I can feel what your absence
Really means.

=Blue Panther=
SPACE INVADERS” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2008-2009. All rights reserved.

Eye In Iraq

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“I cannot understand how a god could allow anyone to massacre his own creation.”

-Akhenaten in Naguib Mahfouz’s book, Akhenaten: Dweller in Truth

Around the World in 80 States

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THE DREAM:
Grand Circumnavigation World Cruise (on permanent loop)

Los Angeles → Cross The Equator → Nuku Hiva → Papeete → Moorea → Bora Bora → Cross International Dateline → Rarotonga → Bay Of Islands → Auckland → Cruise White Island → Picton → Akaroa → Lyttleton (Christchurch) → Port Chalmers (Dunedin) → Hobart, Tasmania → Sydney → Melbourne → Adelaide → Albany → Fremantle (Perth) → Exmouth → Padang, Bali → Manila → Shanghai → Hong Kong → Chan May (Hue) → Ho Chi Minh City (Saigon) → Singapore → Penang (Pulau Pinang) → Phuket → Colombo → Cochin → Mumbai (Bombay) → Abu Dhabi → Doha → Dubai → Fujairah → Muscat → Salalah → Safaga (Luxor) → Aqaba (Petra) → Sharm El Sheikh → Suez Canal Transit → Alexandria (Cairo) → Rhodes → Bodrum → Istanbul → Kusadasi (Ephesus) → Giardini Di Naxos, Taormina → Sorrento → Civitavecchia (Rome) → Ajaccio → Barcelona → Cadiz (Seville) → Funchal → Hamilton → Ft. Lauderdale

I want to live eternally on a boat. Never stagnant. Always exploring, learning, reflecting, creating, initiating, vibrating, collaborating. To go wherever life takes me without a care if the boat sinks or not. To be liberated and fearless and free to hustle as I roam. Not tied down, restricted, bored, mentally enslaved, trashed, and taxed to my grave.

I’m going to to do it. Keep doing it. Create, vibrate and scribe along the way. There is nothing in life that provides more food to the soul, eyes, and mind – than to travel. It is the only thing in the world that I think is worth investing in. If you can’t afford a trip around the world, break it down and do it step by step. Forget about your gadgets, toys and accessories. Travel any chance you get to go somewhere new. You never know what fate will have in store for you, what you will learn, or who you will meet. Take a journey. Expand your mind. With it comes an awareness that is priceless.

-S.K


The predictable leads to stagnation, boredom and depression. The unpredictable is always a stimulating adventure. We were created to keep lifting (the mind), not to stay constant and in repeat. Get out there and feel the fire of living.

Happy New Year From Blue Panther

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Congrats! You made it through yet another year of hustle and you’re still standing, breathing, and dreaming. Infinite blessings for the new year and may you finally discover your spiritual calling in the insightful journey which awaits you up ahead. Keep your head up and continue to evolve.

~The Queen B.

Belgian Chocolates

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Here are a couple of photos my friend Olivier sent me months ago that I just stumbled upon fresh. He and his homie Bizzy Biz both run streetwear companies out of Belgium mostly geared for men and kids. To get me down into their threads, Oliver aka Ofcors, modeled the female tees he had printed up for me. This clan is comprised of some of my most favorite brothers on the planet to date. Naturally, naturally slick. So slick. Oh so slick. And oh so sweet. So so sweet.

-BP

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Belgian Chocolates

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Here are a couple of photos my friend Olivier sent me months ago that I just stumbled upon fresh. He and his homie Bizzy Biz both run streetwear companies out of Belgium mostly geared for men and kids. To get me down into their threads, Oliver aka Ofcors, modeled the female tees he had printed up for me. This clan is comprised of some of my most favorite brothers on the planet to date. Naturally, naturally slick. So slick. Oh so slick. And oh so sweet. So so sweet.

-BP

7 Streaks Bright and Rising

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Blue Panther’s Mantra



The Egyptian

Has Risen

With one mission

And one vision

To heal the world’s condition

United in love

With no division.

In addition,

I’m here to subtract

All the corrupt supervision

From venomous politicians

Raping Mother

Earth

Into submission

So, let’s light up the ignition

To the 7th superstition

And stop the evil forces

From spreading lies through sedition

No more controlled radio,

Poisons in our foods,

Nor hidden messages

In our kiddies’ televisions.

And that’s the decision

From the highest order

I ain’t kiddin.’

Truth has been overwritten

By suspicious chickens

Acting publicly like kittens

So why sit and wait to be bitten?

– Stop, look, and listen. –

How we livin’ just ain’t livin.

We may win an unjust war

But its only the snakes

That are truly winning.

So instead of lippin’, spittin’

Bitchin’ and grinnin’,

Let’s synergize and form

The tightest of all coalitions.

A brand new edition

Free from competition

And senseless repetition.

And no negative opposition

From shady cats and fallen women.

Blue Panther’s intuition

Marks the last of the

7 ancient metaphysicians

So what’s the hold up?

And what’s the decision?

Let’s load up

And spread the knowledge

And hit ‘em

With the supernatural

Ammunition.

Fuck the system and all these wars

Over money and religion

While the poor children of the world

Are dying from bullets and

Malnutrition.

Seven

Seven

Seven

Seven

Seven

Seven

The Egyptian has risen.

777

=Blue Panther=

“SEVEN STREAKS BRIGHT AND RISING” by Suzy Kassem

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Thank You

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God, I know the most beautiful people. Thank you for putting them on my path and surrounding me with light. Thank you for keeping the dark shadows away from me and blessing my journey with the love and guidance of slick compassionate angels that can rock city pavements from east to west, my tried and true, wise and cool. Without them, I’d have no foundation. Amen.

-S.K

Stand & Deliver

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Pantha Digs

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My Cinderella Shoes

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Dopey and the Doe

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I swear this time. This is the cutest, CUTEST thing I have ever seen in my life. If I saw this deer somewhere and the coast was clear, I’d grab it and put it in my pocket or my purse. If I was wherever that dude is that is holding it, I’d have asked to hold the baby and then taken off running with it. Call me a kidnapper or what the fuck but I’m sure that dude, with what looks like a rifle club ring on his pinky, shot Bambi’s mother for it to be even chilling outside of its natural environment like that.

2009 is the Year of Greatness

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2009 is the Year of Greatness and Discovery. You will run into many trials and revelations and you will undergo long periods of reflection. It’s a year of self and world discoveries and each and every one of you will evolve more in 2009 than you ever have in the past 5 years.

Now is the time to assess your skills and merits and discover how to make them valuable towards contributing to the world and in your communities. The Year of Greatness is not about revealing what makes us so great individually, but more about learning how you can make the world a greater place for all of us.

Be great in every measure. Now is your time to discover how you can really make a difference and model that light and truth onto others. This will be a year about revealing and sharing your spiritual greatness with the world.

Just spread your wings, let your heart flow, tell the world what you know, and watch that vibe grow.

Dissect, detect, and reflect…your inner best.

-Suzy Kassem aka Blue Panther

2009 is the Year for Greatness

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2009 is the Year of Greatness and Discovery. You will run into many trials and revelations and you will undergo long periods of reflection. It’s a year of self and world discoveries and each and every one of you will evolve more in 2009 than you ever have in the past 5 years.

Now is the time to assess your skills and merits and discover how to make them valuable towards contributing to the world and in your communities. The Year of Greatness is not about revealing what makes us so great individually, but more about learning how you can make the world a greater place for all of us.

Now is your time to discover how you can really make a difference and model that light and truth onto others. This will be a year about revealing and sharing your spiritual greatness with the world.

Just spread your wings, let your heart flow, tell the world what you know, and watch that vibe grow.

Dissect, detect, and reflect…your inner best.

-Suzy Kassem aka Blue Panther

One For My Brothers

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YA SALAAM YA SALAM

Ya chabab ya chabab!
Atalimu il adab!

Bit igru wara il shaytan
Wa nisitu al Islam.

Ya chabab ya chabab!
Islam gay min kalam
El salam
Mish min il fadeha,
Il esrar,
Wa il seret il ahlam.

Ya chabab ya chabab
Gayili ishal
Il alim be moot odamkout
Wa intu maghadareen zay il tamsal.

Ya chabab ya chabab!
Balad il Arabe wa il helal!

Omokoum wahad-

Wa into akhwat!

Ya Ayal!
Ya ayal!

Omou –
Ya Ayal.

Khoudu balkoum min baad
Wa saadu il naas…
Opfu ma baad
Wa mekhaloush ayahad ey das.

~Suzy Kassem
Il Bint batah zamman…

=Blue Panther=
“YA SALAAM YA SALAM” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2008. All rights reserved

One For My Brothers

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YA SALAAM YA SALAM

Ya chabab ya chabab!
Alimu il adab!

Bit igru wara il shaytan
Wa nisitu al Islam.

Ya chabab ya chabab!
Islam gay min kalam
El salam
Mish min il fadeha,
Il esrar,
Wa il seret il ahlam.

Ya chabab ya chabab
Gayili ishal
Il alim be moot odamkout
Wa intu maghadareen zay il tamsal.

Ya chabab ya chabab!
Balood il Arabe wa il helal!

Omokoum wahad-

Wa into akhwat
Ya Ayal!
Ya ayal!

Omou –
Ya Ayal.

Khoudu balkoum min baad
Wa saadu il naas…
Opfu ma baad
Wa mekhaloush ayahad ey das.

~Suzy Kassem
Il Bint batah zamman…
Ya gipse! Ya waad il Masri.

=Blue Panther=
“YA SALAAM YA SALAM” by Suzy Kassem
Copyright 2008. All rights reserved

Transmitting…

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…Receiving.


Be careful whatcha think about.
It might come true.

Ouai Ouai

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Coming up: 3 French sound freakers
Grems aka Supermicro, Le4Romain et KillerSounds.

WasSsup WasSsup?

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So I grabbed a dozen of cakes from a local bakery called HORUS SWEETS. It surprises me that in a country proud of its ancient culture, that the copywriter or designer didn’t even bother to invest 2 minutes to confirm the spelling of one of the most prominent names in Egyptology. Notice how it’s spelled differently twice on the package. Egyptians are like that though – laidback. Way, way laidback about everything. I ain’t one to talk either in the grammar department. Nah’ mean?

WasSsup WasSsup?

Back In Alexandria

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Taken yesterday. I really, really love this place. It’s Miami, Barcelona, Rome, and Cairo put together in a blender. So much beautiful decay against the contemporary. So much history and amazing architecture everywhere you go. You see those whitish tannish buildings facing the water…my family owns a few of them. I live on the top 14th floor of the one facing the water. You can see everything from there and when I wake up, I have a huge wall window in front of me that makes it feel like I’m sleeping on top of the sea. I see all the greens, turquoise, and all hues of blues and marine. It’s so serene. My favorite body of water and my favorite place for the best vibe and energy. Alexandria.

Back In Alexandria

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Taken yesterday. I really, really love this place. It’s Miami, Barcelona, Rome, and Cairo put together in a blender. So much beautiful decay against the contemporary. So much history and amazing architecture everywhere you go. You see those whitish tannish buildings facing the water…my family owns a few of them. I live on the top 14th floor of the one facing the water. You can see everything from there and when I wake up, I have a huge wall window in front of me that makes it feel like I’m sleeping on top of the sea. I see all the greens, turquoise, and all hues of blues and marine. It’s so serene. My favorite body of water and my favorite place for the best vibe and energy. Alexandria.

Paradise On Earth

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By far, one of the most beautiful heavens on this earth is Moorea. That is one place I wouldn’t mind just staying there by myself for the rest of my life. So many friends of mine have been to Maui this year. Every time someone tells me they are off somewhere, it’s always Hawaii it seems. Change it up. You guys need to go to Tahiti, man. That place is nirvana for me. You will fucking love it.

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Khan Il Khailily

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Welcome to Khan Il Khailily, my favorite marketplace in the entire world. It’s located in the heart of Cairo right in front of Al Azhar Mosque.

Here you will find a giant labyrinth holding twisting alleyways, side roads, and never ending mazes featuring colorful goods of all sorts. Of course, there’s the touristy merchandise like Tut on everything and pyramids of all sizes, but if you cut through the back and run along the native markets, you’ll find just about anything you can imagine for cheap.

I spend hours and days on end here. I go every year and so far have been there over 30 times in this year alone. The Mother of all Bazaars is packed with tons of cool shit, and I shop mostly for silver, spices, lamps, rugs, and sometimes sneakers.

Everything in Khan Il Khailily is jacked up at least 70% if you take the tourist lane. Meaning, the place is really called El Hussein to natives, so if you take a cab and say Khan Il Khailily, prepare to pay more for everything. Tourists don’t know that all around the KK area are additional markets woven into each other. There is much more than meets the eye. Every alley caters to something specific (gold, hookahs, rugs, spices, bellydance stuff, cures and herbs, clothing, home stuff, paintings, musical instruments, wholesale goods, lighting, wedding banquet decor…etc). Anything you can think of, they got an alley just for it.

So knowing you are walking into a tourist pit, how do you prevent paying quadruple the price for something you want? Simple. Learn to haggle 70% down right away to show you know the game. Second, all sellers will persuade you into their stores with smiles. The trick of the game is that YOU should be the one leaving the store with a smile, not them. If they are smiling or offering you tea, coffee, a smoke, or soda, know you are in the process of buying in their favor.

For example, I’m walking by a store window and a necklace catches my eye. It’s one of a kind and I know I have to have it. First, I don’t show how much I want it. Never show that. Second, I let him quote me whatever he wants for it after he weighs it, then I take off 90% and offer him that. He’ll laugh and say I’m crazy. I’ll tell him I know I must be for considering buying a piece of junk. If it’s silver, I’ll say it weighs like nothing, tarnishes fast, or will turn my hands green. In other words, it’s crap silver. I know my silver too. Third, if he’s stubborn, I’ll try on 50 things until I’ve exhausted him. So then I go back to what I initially wanted and at that point, he just wants me to buy anything even if there is only a buck profit in it for him. And like that, I get what I want. To prove it, the vendor never smiles when I walk out the door. Only I do.

I’ve been buying silver there for almost 20 years. Surely, I’ve mastered the game by now. You can meet Mustapha below. I snagged a heavy necklace from him for 11% of what he quoted me. It’s all real silver, lapis, turquoise, and coral and an exact replica of the one worn by Tut, except mine ain’t gold. Its value is in the thousands and only 3 were made in silver, one in gold. In a few years if I decide to sell it, and there still IS a market for silver, I’ll make at least 12 times what I paid for it, even anywhere else in the world – now. Where will I wear it? I have no fucking clue. Most likely I’ll save it for my funeral. I’m sure Mustapha would love to come to that.













Grab It!

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Drink Up!

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There is a lot of Truth and gold to be found in these timeless and timely books. Grab 2 or 3 for loved ones.

1. Akhenaten: Dweller in Truth by Naguib Mahfouz

2. Rules for Radicals by Saul Alinsky

3. The Words of Peace: Selections from the Speeches of the Winners of the Nobel Peace Prize by Irwin Abrams

4. The Merck Manual of Medical Information

5. The Eye of the Prophet by Khalil Gibran

* Get the medical manual. It’s what doctors all look at when they leave you in the room and disappear for half an hour.

Drink Up!

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There is a lot of Truth and gold to be found in these timeless and timely books. Grab 2 or 3 for loved ones.

1. Akhenaten: Dweller in Truth by Naguib Mahfouz

2. Rulebook for Radicals by Saul Alinsky

3. The Words of Peace: Selections from the Speeches of the Winners of the Nobel Peace Prize by Irwin Abrams

4. The Merck Manual of Medical Information

5. The Eye of the Prophet by Khalil Gibran

* Get the medical manual. It’s what doctors all look at when they leave you in the room and disappear for half an hour.

The Verdict

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“Know that Truth sees through bullshit. So if you can’t handle looking at Truth, you must a Devil’s culprit.”

-Suzy Kassem aka Blue Panther 777
* Photo contributed by Luke Bohnett

The Verdict

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“Know that, Truth sees through bullshit. So if you can’t handle looking at Truth, then you must be one of the Devil’s culprits.”

-Suzy Kassem aka Blue Panther 777
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Bitterness Eats Away At Fruits

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I have this childhood friend named Leslie, and for privacy’s sake I’ve changed her name. Now, every time I see Leslie or talk to her on the phone, she always has to bring up news on this actress I don’t know much about nor do I care to hear about. Yet, to Leslie it has become an obsession, a bitter and negative obsession.

“Did you see what she was wearing on the cover of the magazine?”
No. Don’t care.

“Can you believe that whore got plastic surgery?”
No. Don’t care.

“She was so ugly in her latest movie. Did you see it”?
No. Don’t care.

“Can you believe what she said in that interview”?
No. Don’t care.

Leslie talks about this actress with concealed hatred, envy and evident jealousy that it surprises me that she even devotes time to indulge in everything and anything this actress is doing. With the billions of beautiful women embracing the earth, why is she so concerned with this one in particular? Why does she always have to say bitter things about her every time I connect with her? What happened to the old Leslie I knew? Who the hell is this ugly and bitter beast who is so infatuated by someone she doesn’t even personally know?

Welcome to the Fruitsof the world. Bitterness eats away at their flesh revealing only an ugly core. Leslie is just one of plenty and can be taken for male or female. I can no longer talk to her because I have better ways to spend my time and would rather devote any sort of talk to more meaningful issues. Unfortunately, those kind of issues are outside her world. Bitter people are immediately crossed off my list of associations even if they are my own family members. They somehow pull a veil of darkness over my eyes and insert shadows in places I find contentment.

I have lots of friends like Leslie that always snicker at the same things repetitively. If it ain’t truthful, then I don’t want to hear it. If you are going to constantly whine and pull people apart, then you probably ought to look in the mirror and see your own faults, because only an insecure person who is uncomfortable in their own skin would constantly demean others. If there is no truth to it, it’s jealousy. And I would rather hang out with Richard Simmons, than a jealous and bitter person. There is simply no light to them.

Beware of those who talk to you about others, for they surely also talk about you to others. Remember that. The same way Leslie plucks her actress apart, I’m sure that grain of envy is also going to shoot me with the evil eye if I was dressed up to play a part in a movie too. Or dressed up and/or successful – period. If the seed of envy is evident in someone, don’t think for a minute that just because you are their family member, best friend, or the love of their life that you are protected from their wrath. It don’t work like that with Fruits. A confident woman finds no other woman around her threatening. An insecure woman will feel threatened by Janet Jackson in a bee suit. And there is nothing more annoying, more pesty, and ugly than an insecure man or woman.

Jealousy and envy thrive in the words of haters when the object of their hatred has a lifestyle, characteristics, skills, personal traits, and/or a successful business or career they can only dream of possessing for themselves. If someone is spiteful towards you for no reason, take it as a compliment. You are not a threat to somebody if there is nothing of competitive value in your composition. Believe it. The more enemies you have, and you only walk the straight line, know that you are closer to Truth than the majority. That’s the first sign. And also, the more people step back from you, and you don’t know any of them, know your name is really getting out there and that’s it’s only intimidation that is making them behave that way so be proud of it.

People who hate on others are too busy groping and watching the object of their hatred thrive, while they remain in stagnation, still watching and becoming even more bitter. Eventually those people fail to find peace of mind, always wallowing in what other people are doing and then comparing their failure with the success of those they hate. They become negative, demented, unpredictable, moody, and flip-floppy. Eventually their obsession begins to eat them up and turn them into somebody you don’t recognize anymore. They stop doing the things they did and that light that initially drew you to them gets covered up by ugly flies picking away at their distorted fruit. Overtime, those Fruits will ripen to become even more negative with age and will rot in their own misery – alone and in isolation. Nobody wants to be around negative and miserable old people. Nobody wants to be around miserable jealous young people either. Like attracts like. If you see nothing wrong with the negative brews concocted by your friends, then you must be negative too.

To the fruits:
Pour some sugar into your hearts and find the beauty within yourselves for there is beauty in everyone, and then you will find that people will be more anxious to pluck you from your trees. Everybody has a unique set of skills and perhaps Leslie’s actress has an amazing body, but you, you my friend, have an amazing set of eyes.

-Suzy Kassem