When I think about my skills and the things I can actually affect,
I'm reminded of the night that the whale and I met.

I fell asleep and flew above the sunset.
That was enough, but the journey wasn't done yet.

I made it to the outer rim, staring into blackness while the light began to dim.
It was right then, that I saw the goliathan swim,

Larger than the sun, it would hum within the minuteless abyss,
Didn't run, I was stunned, hoping it would spare me from its grip,

What a trip, 

Had the dream at 23,  other day it came again.
Didn't make sense, when it drew a circle with its fin,

I looked upon infinity and found it was within,
Now I'm waiting for the next time I can listen to the hymn,

Witnessing the wisdom of the spirit when it's dim,
I was present for a lesson I may never comprehend.

But I follow in its shadow til the very end,
Holding on to the memory until we meet again my dear friend.

Story Of The Whale

Da Da

It is of the upmost importance that during a time of loss that the people come together. It is vital to the process of life that we are with each other, in one way or another. That we care, carefully and sincerely, for those we love. We must take these moments of intense, undescribable suffering, and condense them into the precious, fleeting moments that we are with one another. It is incredibly difficult to do this. With great care and patience for each other, it can be done. With great love, and with great awareness of the people around you, it can be done.

There can be no progress without unity, there can be no future without togetherness. 
Alone, there can be no unity. alone, there can be no future.

Pain sometimes makes us want to retreat, to with hold, or to hide our feelings. Sometimes we are afraid to expose ourselves, because to be vulnerable can be extremely dangerous. To express what is deeply within us can be ridiculed, taken advantage of, or ignored.

Loss, and pain, can cause us to isolate and break away from those we love.
United, we stand, divided we fall.

I have lost someone who I do not have a word for. He is not my blood brother, but he is also not really a friend. He is something more than that, something I can't really describe. 

Some of you have lost a brother, some of you a son, some of you a dear friend. Through each other, you can gain something back. Through loving yourselves, listening to yourselves, and radiating your love outward, you can gain something back.

Please love one another, please speak with one another. Love yourselves better, think deeply about how you can love better.

Bhudda Bill

This song is a dedication to my best friend who passed a few months ago. It is the best thing I can do right now to honor him and I've included old audio clips from when we were making youtube videos about wow back when we were teens.

Here are the lyrics

It's one of them kinda nights,
the moon reflects on the swoosh of my nikes,

Pale blue tee with my hair rolled up kinda night,
Numb inside but I laugh kinda night,

The world stares back when I close my eyes,
Lost in the thoughts that I hold inside,

Gone are the days that I'd just get by,
Frost on the book with the broken spine,

Tears on the page that have long since dried,
Dripped from the cheeks of the boy I hide,

Knew who I was once upon a time,
Fade to the grey when I speak my mind.

I found no peace when I held it in,
Now I sing for the me that I was back then.

The darkness looms,
He sucks in the air from the plastic tubes,

Lofi plays in a silent room,
Do what I can to remove the gloom,

Held his hands and I knew the truth.
Cold and frail, he held me too.

And I told him that I'd see him soon,
Next day came and he left this earth,

I heard the pain when she got the news,
And we rushed right back, no time to lose.

When you died, parts of us did too.

You took me in and you gave me food.
Gave me clothes and you gave a roof.

I can't do more than say thanks to you.
And I'll think of you in everything I do.

One Of Them Kinda Nights

Fuck it I'm causin' a panic,
Suddenly caustic and manic,

Laughin' and cryin', shakin' and sighin', I don't dare understand it,

I don't care what the plan is, I'm pacin' and frantic, I'm out of place on this planet, My time has been wasted, I can taste an advantage,

Take another sip for the panic, used to be how I managed. 

Take a look at the cliff where I'm standin',
Never planned to turn it into a habit.

But I found nothin' to quiet the sadness.
Sat in the blackness, nursin' a bottle of dewars til I smell like a sewer and sink in the mattress.

I could have been addicted to that shit,
Like an alchemist, clutchin' a bottle of magic,

Smoke and mirrors until I get distracted and crash it,
Lights in the rearview like it was unexpected and tragic,

I'm just a result of the havoc.

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My thoughts elastic, my concepts a cross of magnets tossed in acids and chased with adlibs,
I crossed an atlas, I was called to action,

I learned the neuroscience behind my madness,

Brain matter decayed to ashes, I won't even change my flow, you can call it trash bitch.
They break into factions, afraid of isolation, I sat in the silence,

I put my mind to broader horizons,
I boiled in thoughts until the water was stagnant,

I didn't bother to rap it,
A part of me died when I stopped pursuin' my passions.

I found the cure to my madness in the shit people skip in my tracklists.

Bitch I'm proud if it's whack, you can put it back on the rack,
Matter of fact, it prolly ain't gonna make it to that,

But in writin' the raps, 

I find a part of myself.
You can put it back on the shelf.

Wojei Talmu