Posterboy NYC

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?

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


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.

Break This Riddle


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

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.


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


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


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



I live in an animated world
Where never-ending 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 bearded 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 perceive
Hear what you want to hear
See what you want to see
All sets are controlled to deceive
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
Than fight to change the storyboard.

Take my friend Anton,
Whom I had caught 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.