<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911</id><updated>2009-11-30T18:09:36.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought 4 The Day</title><subtitle type='html'>a black man's quest to understand a world that continually feels the need to remind him, he is indeed a black man</subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/atom.xml'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-1783148550038250219</id><published>2009-08-13T12:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T15:17:49.217-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>brothaly advice, for sistas</title><summary type='text'>"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment." - ralph waldo emersonI'm surrounded by women, young, old, single, divorced, happy, bitter.  They all have something in common.  None of them have a significant romantic relationship in their lives, nor do they seem to have the slightest inkling of how to achieve and maintain one.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/1783148550038250219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=1783148550038250219' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1783148550038250219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1783148550038250219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2009/08/brothaly-advice-for-sistas_13.html' title='brothaly advice, for sistas'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-1583469689683293996</id><published>2009-08-06T16:03:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:32:36.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a lil down home beef in alligator</title><summary type='text'>a lil down home beef in alligatorby hardCore(performed at the S\W Speak Easy)Only two kinds of people ever come out of Bolivar County Mississippi; young looking old people, and old looking young people.  Now if you happened to be young looking and old, then praise the good man up above cause you lucked out on some damn good genes.  But if you turned out old looking and young, chances are you were</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/1583469689683293996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=1583469689683293996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1583469689683293996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1583469689683293996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2009/08/lil-down-home-beef-in-alligator.html' title='a lil down home beef in alligator'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-1316062720654680505</id><published>2009-08-03T15:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:37:30.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the re-launch</title><summary type='text'>"get your popcorn ready"  - t.o.After a long long long hiatus, T4TD is relaunching this week.So spread the word.  It's about to be on up in here. One.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/1316062720654680505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=1316062720654680505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1316062720654680505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1316062720654680505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2009/08/re-launch.html' title='the re-launch'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-2340174934561085823</id><published>2009-01-13T15:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:26:09.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful young women</title><summary type='text'>beautiful young womenby dr. cleopatra abdou (inspired by corey d. seaton)january 5th, 2009Beautiful young women, let me tell you what happens. Here’s what happens:you see these images of love,you dream of love,you imagine love,you hope for love,you will it to be love,you do all kinds of not-so-smart things for love,make all kinds of downright bad choices for love.And these never put love where it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/2340174934561085823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=2340174934561085823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/2340174934561085823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/2340174934561085823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2009/01/beautiful-young-women.html' title='beautiful young women'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-1352026891009811291</id><published>2008-11-05T10:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:12:10.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dear diary</title><summary type='text'>dear diary, this morning when i woke up, things seemed different. the sun was still the sun, the clouds were still the clouds, and the wind was still the wind.  my nose was still my nose, my eyes were still my eyes, and this black skin was still this black skin.   the same people who speak to me, spoke to me.  the same people who never do, didn't.  the same way i couldn't care less either way, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/1352026891009811291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=1352026891009811291' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1352026891009811291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1352026891009811291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/11/dear-diary.html' title='dear diary'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-680553716130413076</id><published>2008-10-20T14:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T09:23:58.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>whus fa dinnuh? pt. 2</title><summary type='text'>"the dinner hour is the summer of the day, full of sunshine" -  herman melvilleThere's been so much serious stuff going on in the world lately, I thought this might be a nice time for a feel good piece.  A couple years back I wrote a post called Whus Fa Dinnuh?  It was a piece that attempted to explain how, as a kid, you could correlate what was going on in the family, socially and economically </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/680553716130413076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=680553716130413076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/680553716130413076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/680553716130413076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/10/whus-fa-dinnuh-pt-2.html' title='whus fa dinnuh? pt. 2'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-4818296035297369761</id><published>2008-08-09T12:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T18:44:04.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>moment of silence</title><summary type='text'>1942 - 20081957 - 2008</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/4818296035297369761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=4818296035297369761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/4818296035297369761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/4818296035297369761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/08/moment-of-silence.html' title='moment of silence'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-8659602750700663419</id><published>2008-05-19T10:20:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T16:42:12.497-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the last poets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malcolm x'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd Eye Open Poetry Collective'/><title type='text'>may 19th</title><summary type='text'>The Last Poets (left to right: abiodun oyewole, don babatunde eaton, umar bin hassan)Today, on what would have been Malcolm X's 83rd birthday, we celebrate his legacy and two groups founded on his birth date.  Today marks the 40th anniversary of the legendary Last Poets, and the sixth anniversary of the 3rd Eye Open Poetry Collective.  Malcolm has been gone for years now, yet his influence </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/8659602750700663419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=8659602750700663419' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/8659602750700663419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/8659602750700663419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/05/may-19th.html' title='may 19th'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-7566670184983971467</id><published>2008-05-11T09:38:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T12:26:34.619-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>happy mother's day</title><summary type='text'>"A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie." - teneva jordanA couple of weeks ago, I woke up from a very intense nightmare sweating and screaming.  I must of eaten too late, something I rarely do.  Anyway, in that moment when I woke up startled, I sounded like a five year old kid screaming out one of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/7566670184983971467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=7566670184983971467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/7566670184983971467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/7566670184983971467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='happy mother&apos;s day'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-8075020292633169566</id><published>2008-05-09T14:22:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:52:51.292-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michelle obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sen. barack obama'/><title type='text'>the first family</title><summary type='text'>"I don't know what the future may hold, but I know who holds the future."  - ralph abernathyWith all the talk about the possibility of the first black president, I'm reminded and equally excited about the prospect of the First Family being black.  The black community has never had that high profile black family we could point to as the model of success.  Sure, we've had an endless list of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/8075020292633169566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=8075020292633169566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/8075020292633169566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/8075020292633169566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/05/first-family_09.html' title='the first family'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-1788105169039588651</id><published>2008-05-08T06:03:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:26:55.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moment of silence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milleon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milton donelson'/><title type='text'>moment of silence</title><summary type='text'>R.I.P. Milton "Milleon" Donelson (local Detroit open mic poet, friend)Some people in life were sent to make us stop for a second and take notice.  They demand us  to see the world differently, to look beyond, and within.  They challenge us.  They fill rooms with an energy that warms us in places long cold.  They remind us, we don't need microphones to amplify our presence.  Every day they teach </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/1788105169039588651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=1788105169039588651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1788105169039588651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1788105169039588651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/05/moment-of-silence.html' title='moment of silence'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-4372809438141445530</id><published>2008-04-30T13:39:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T08:51:13.075-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama denounces rev. wright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rev. jeremiah wright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sen. barack obama'/><title type='text'>am i my brotha's keeper?</title><summary type='text'>“I believe in the brotherhood of all men, but I don't believe in wasting brotherhood on anyone who doesn't want to practice it with me. Brotherhood is a two-way street.” - Malcolm X One of my closest boys, my brotha, prides himself on keeping it real.  Real for him is saying whatever, whenever, in whatever loud ghetto ass way he chooses to say it.  His ability to disrupt the room with wild </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/4372809438141445530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=4372809438141445530' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/4372809438141445530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/4372809438141445530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/04/am-i-my-brothas-keeper.html' title='am i my brotha&apos;s keeper?'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-5215445367319092133</id><published>2008-04-27T17:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T07:15:58.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>question 4 the day</title><summary type='text'>"a riot is the language of the unheard" - MLKSO WHY DIDN'T NYC RIOT?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/5215445367319092133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=5215445367319092133' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/5215445367319092133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/5215445367319092133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/04/question-4-day.html' title='question 4 the day'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-7579471113171749480</id><published>2008-04-25T10:22:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T19:23:31.512-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYPD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='officers acquitted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sean bell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black male mortality'/><title type='text'>for whom the bell tolls</title><summary type='text'>(the late Sean Bell, pictured with family, was unarmed when shot 50 times by three NYPD cops, yet those three officers were acquitted of the shooting)"O, what men dare do! What men may do! What men daily do, not knowing what they do!" - william shakespeareThey've always done it.  They did it at Jackson State.  They did it to Deandre Brunston.  They did it to Amidou Diallo.  They did it to people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/7579471113171749480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=7579471113171749480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/7579471113171749480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/7579471113171749480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/04/for-whom-bell-tolls.html' title='for whom the bell tolls'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-7278284543733182456</id><published>2008-04-14T13:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T13:57:34.185-04:00</updated><title type='text'>baracky</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/7278284543733182456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=7278284543733182456' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/7278284543733182456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/7278284543733182456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/04/baracky_14.html' title='baracky'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-719213527490978304</id><published>2008-04-11T13:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T13:47:45.022-04:00</updated><title type='text'>freestyle friday (a cold one)</title><summary type='text'>looked aroundand saw very few innovatorsa few malcolm wannabes, panther imitators a bunch of "i marched with king" type preacher playersstruggle leachers, ole outdated teaching sayersmy generation offered up a hip hop mayori saw very little change, just a lot of gatorsdead strippers and a shiny red Navigatora sex scandal via two-way Sky pagermy people staring at the dark night sky scared </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/719213527490978304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=719213527490978304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/719213527490978304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/719213527490978304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/04/freestyle-friday-cold-one.html' title='freestyle friday (a cold one)'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-943608734330914377</id><published>2008-04-08T13:49:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T14:08:05.462-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rev. jeremiah wright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black suspicion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><title type='text'>understanding black suspicion</title><summary type='text'>"The government gives them the drugs, builds bigger prisons, passes a three-strike law and then wants us to sing ‘God Bless America.’ No, no, no, God damn America, that’s in the Bible for killing innocent people. God damn America for treating our citizens as less than human. God damn America for as long as she acts like she is God and she is supreme.” - rev. jeremiah wrightTo understand black </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/943608734330914377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=943608734330914377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/943608734330914377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/943608734330914377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/04/understanding-black-suspicion.html' title='understanding black suspicion'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-1544568326327483499</id><published>2008-04-02T12:45:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T10:56:13.276-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detroit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hip hop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jay electronica'/><title type='text'>once upon a time in detroit</title><summary type='text'>(Jay-Electronica, considered by many to be,"the next great emcee")Once upon a time in Detroit, where the manhole steam oozes from below the ground like there's something volcanic below, there was music.  And during the summer nights of 2002, it seemed to fill the downtown streets as if it were coming from everywhere.  From every car, bar, dance club, strip club, and stage, there was music.  But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/1544568326327483499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=1544568326327483499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1544568326327483499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1544568326327483499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/04/once-upon-time-in-detroit.html' title='once upon a time in detroit'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-3759854035934370244</id><published>2008-03-31T11:49:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T16:11:06.665-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead American soldiers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iraq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the matrix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;soft peter&quot;'/><title type='text'>"soft peter"</title><summary type='text'>"The Matrix is everywhere. It is all around us. Even now, in this very room. You can see it when you look out your window or when you turn on your television. You can feel it when you go to work... when you go to church... when you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth." - morpheus I was talking to my old man recently about his Army years.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/3759854035934370244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=3759854035934370244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/3759854035934370244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/3759854035934370244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/03/soft-peter.html' title='&quot;soft peter&quot;'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-1633965272717458885</id><published>2008-03-27T12:20:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T09:25:25.722-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>dating: the survival game</title><summary type='text'>“At such moments, you realize that you and the other are, in fact, one. It's a big realization. Survival is the second law of life. The first is that we are all one.” - Joseph CampbellDating is a dirty dirty game.  I'm not saying you'll need to develop super powers to make it, but make no mistake, it's rough out there and survival is key.  And survival means having a survival code.  Below are my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/1633965272717458885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=1633965272717458885' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1633965272717458885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/1633965272717458885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/03/dating-survival-game.html' title='dating: the survival game'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-3187244143993984750</id><published>2008-03-25T16:30:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T14:52:01.981-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='detroit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='text scandal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kwame kilpatrick'/><title type='text'>enough, kwame!</title><summary type='text'>"Busted is what you see!" - Kwame KilpatrickBlack men, black men, black men.  Damn, we can't win.  It's bad enough the local news starts with the whole scary black man image every night, something along the lines of; armed black male suspect at large.  But lately even the NATIONAL news is leading with a "black man gone wrong" story.  And no, I'm not talking about Pacman "make it rain" Jones or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/3187244143993984750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=3187244143993984750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/3187244143993984750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/3187244143993984750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/03/enough-kwame.html' title='enough, kwame!'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-6473457400095829179</id><published>2008-03-07T10:38:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:09:43.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the tiger years</title><summary type='text'>(the Columns and Jesse Hall @ The University of Missouri-Columbia)"one day it'll all make sense" - commonIn college, I was somebody...I barely remember now. This nonchalant, too cool for school guy. His overall outlook on life is fuzzy to me, but I definitely used to be him. He wore bright white tennis shoes, kept a gold herringbone chain gripped loosely around his neck, and made sure he had the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/6473457400095829179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=6473457400095829179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/6473457400095829179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/6473457400095829179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/03/tiger-years.html' title='the tiger years'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-5665591453070895115</id><published>2008-01-21T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T10:43:01.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MLK (the martyr)</title><summary type='text'>"Any real change implies the breakup of the world as one has always known it, the loss of all that gave one an identity, the end of safety. And at such a moment, unable to see and not daring to imagine what the future will now bring forth, one clings to what one knew, or dreamed that one possessed. Yet, it is only when a man is able, without bitterness or self-pity, to surrender a dream he has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/5665591453070895115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=5665591453070895115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/5665591453070895115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/5665591453070895115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/01/mlk-martyr.html' title='MLK (the martyr)'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-6520701480908199094</id><published>2008-01-15T10:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T19:16:04.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>barack and hillary: a lesson in music</title><summary type='text'>"Our goal is to have a country that's not divided by race. And my impression, as I travel around the country, is that that's the kind of country that most people want, as well, and that we all have prejudice, we all have certain suspicions or stereotypes about people who are different from us, whether it's religious or racial or ethnic, but what I think I found in the American people, I think </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/6520701480908199094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=6520701480908199094' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/6520701480908199094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/6520701480908199094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2008/01/barack-and-hillary-lesson-in-music.html' title='barack and hillary: a lesson in music'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20589911.post-4045311380619967187</id><published>2007-12-27T21:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T21:09:27.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>youtube videos of the year</title><summary type='text'>I love youtube.com!  It's where you can find your favorite cinematic moments, hip hop videos, the latest dance craze, or some random weird video.  Well, I've probably watched thousands of youtube.com videos this year, so I thought I'd post my ten favorite.  Feel free to post some of your favorite stuff in the comments.  Peace.10) Crank Dat JumpropeThere were tons of crank dat dances this year, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/4045311380619967187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20589911&amp;postID=4045311380619967187' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/4045311380619967187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20589911/posts/default/4045311380619967187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.3rdeyeopen.org/thought/2007/12/youtube-videos-of-year.html' title='youtube videos of the year'/><author><name>hardCore</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11272667372364626427</uri><email>t4tdinfo@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14655563066296253454'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry></feed>