possiblitiesturningintorealities....

"People always wanna know/ 'where do I be at? where I'm is?'/ yo I'm on the porch chillen at the crib/ if you gotta question about dope shit/ what it is, letta niggah know, tell me how you feel/ people think phil put jordan on the map/ matter fact, them words aint goin where I'm at/ and with that, everybody on the planet where you at/ just let ya head bang like there's hammers in ya hat." - Cool kids


Kinda describes what I'm doin rite now. lol and where I got people now. I been keeping to myself. Can't trust anybody anymore. Everybody's a suspect. You all fit the description of a liar.


Like my little brother said "You can't sell me bullshit.... I know the prices."



Anyways, I just got the unofficial official word that I'm goin to the studio tomorrow. We goin to try to knock out the mixtape tomorrow. hopefully.... I think I suck at hip-hop.. but I said I would do it for my niggah.. Won't break my word... Soo I guess be on the look out for the mixtape "UnCool Ent. Presents 'We are UnCool: The Movement'". Should be nice. Should be exciting.



Nothing is wrong in my life. But for some reason, I feel depressed. A little stressed out. And I think I'm missing something. Idk. Just diggin deep in my mind right now doing some renovations.
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Thanks for the tribute earthlings..... lol





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Peace and Salutations Earthlings lol,


C.H.-ill the Martian

theculminationofremorsefulpast...

"You should NEVER base the success or level of your reputation/status in society by the amount of ill will (HATE) you generate from your peers." - Charles "Chill" Hopkins


To explain it better for those reading who may not understand, you should NEVER do things for HATE. Remember what the good book says: "You reap what you sow"


Anyways, so I got some business to take care of. Hopefully, if it turns out good then I can finally breathe and be free for once. Not so damn much on the move. Can we say: possibly chill and pinkstarburst finally get to spend some time together??
Hopefully, but who knows?



I really want to elaborate on my "thesis" posted at the top of this blog.
I have a serious problem with people who say things like "if they aint hating, you ain't doing something right" and do things for hate. First, if your life is that petty that you give a shit about how, people who genuinely don't give a shit about you, feel... Then you seriously have a problem. I recommend: GET A HOBBY! GET A LIFE! Why would somebody care what someone else feels? Especially if that person doesn't care how you feel? Idk. Maybe it's just me. But I guess me ranting and raving on my blog about haters means I've been noticing. Maybe I'm a hater. But I just hate to see my people act like assholes.



Well, time to go and handle some business. Wish me luck, Blogspot.
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Peace and Salutations earthlings lol,


C.H.-Ill the Martian

morepoetryfromthemindofchill...

Feeling a little better.. been listening to poetry and hangin out with my friends all weekend.. helped clear my head...



Wrote a new poem...



Entitled "Cry for help"
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"Who am I?/
I am that beat that made ya pops pop, break, twist, and lock/
I am that motivation that convinced ya moms to wear reebok, osh kosh, and door knocks/
I am that inspiration behind plats, braids, and dreadlocks/
I am that courage that helped NWA say "FUCK THE COPS"/
I am that microphone that was rocked by ya mans and his mans/
I am that graffiti tagged on trains, brickwalls, and trash cans/
I am that chemistry between the crowd and the DJ's hands/
I am that reason an ordinary man can have extraordinary fans/
I am that voice which connects America to the projects/
I am that cause which makes little girls sacrifice self-respect/
I am that force behind untimely teenage deaths/
I am a handle being controlled by white men behind big desks/
I am the ascending rates of inner city murders and drugs/
I am the Notorious Thug/
I am the reason little boys don't know love/
I am the baby's father who doesn't give a fuck/
I am the pregnant teenage mother of 3 still up in the club/
I am everything negative in society/
I am labeled "improper" by our deomcracy/
I am what you have made me/
And after all I gave, I just want someone to save me/
Who am I?/
Hip-hop's cry for help."
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Hope you guys like it. I bet you were expecting something different. LOL sorry.









Peace and Salutations earthlings,


C.H.-ill the Martian

hatredhasconsumedme....

"When I die fuck it I wanna go to hell/ cuz Imma piece of shit it aint hard to fuckin tell/ It don't make sense goin to heaven with the goodie-goodies/ dressed in white, I like black timbs and black hoodies.."


You ever feel numb? Like you can't feel anything anymore? Like you just stop feeling period? Everything that was ever beautiful before, now has become disgusting and putrid. Ugly and unapproachable. You have nothing good to say. Any pure or beautiful thoughts and ponderings become thoughts of death and destruction. Ponderings of hatred and disturbed visions. That's how I'm feeling right now.


Just a side note: I REALLY despise the show "College Hill". I actually loathe B.E.T.



I've been constantly asking myself this enigma of question: What did I do in my life ever, to deserve what has happened to me and what I am becoming? If you can't tell, something monumental has happened to me. It has forever changed my perception on life. The only way to describe it or put it in an analogy is: Life is a bitch. And we're in a failing marriage. So I'm ready for a divorce.


I don't have too much to say. For the record and for my readers, pinkstarburst is not responsible for this. But because of this horrid event, I don't think I wanna be around her. Not in the mental state that I'm in. She doesn't deserve to be disrespected nor should she pay for someone else's (Icanteventhinkofaword).










FUCK PEACE! MAKE HATE!





Charles W. Hopkins

infusedoverthinkingofpinkstarburst....... ;-)

"I'm the one that you mite see around town/ Giving out daps & pounds/ So high up that I'm on the ground/ screaming WHAT UP?! WHAT IT BE?!"


Salutations my earthlings. Really liking the new KiD CuDi song "Daps & Pounds". Actually liking the new mixtape "Dat kid from cleveland". You should check it out.




Scoping new shit I wanna cop. I wanna Macbook Pro bad! It does everything and more but it is expensive as shit! But for the type of person I am and the shit I do on the regular basis, I'm convinced that its kinda what I need as far as a computer/laptop/notebook. Plus with the pro-tools and the battery power increase, that's like icing on the cake.




I think I have a problem. I love this blogging shit too much. Like I haven't even eaten anything yet and I still decided to blog before eating. But I always something to say.



SHE'S COMING HOME! lol don't know why I said that. It's not like I'm gunna see her. But umm we definitely have this entire summer to chill and get a bit more acquainted. I've always liked that expression. "Get a bit more acquainted". It's a subtle way of saying let's fuck. lol dik. or maybe you mite know. who knows? I would like to see her. Just to see what happens or where it mite take us. Kinda wondering if we will see each other at all. Who knows? I wish I did.


"Chic-o-Stick" is mad....FUCKING PISSED at me. I'd rather not say why. We had a talk and she is at a point in her life where she doesn't know what she wants to do next. So she would feel better if we didn't get back together. Which I already knew, because she has said that exact statement before, but I guess she didn't think I believed her or listened. I did. Anyways, I would rather us be friends and she be happy/find herself 1st then to be together and she is confused on what she wants. Because when your confused on what direction you want to take, then you start to question the obvious. Not good for a relationship. I gotta talk to her this weekend, before she castrates me in my sleep or something. But then I would like to see her climb up a apartment building to get into my window to pull off a procedure like that! lol JUST PLAYING!


Me and "Reese's"..... well let's just say I haven't spoke to her in weeks. She took my "Candy-Coated Raindrops" blog ENTIRELY wrong. We have a very lengthy and rocky history. To summarize, we dated my senior year (her freshman) in high school. All we did was fight and fuck. Not good for a relationship. A few failed attempts in later years, and we reached this point. Where I really thought we were going to give it a thorough SECOND try. I thought we played this one right. Didn't jump into anything too fast. Let our feelings grow gradually and then when we both felt the time and vibe was right, take that next step together. My take on it is, (remember "Reese's" this is just my opinion) that she noticed I wasn't just attracted to her. Judging by our past ventures, she assumed I was using her and the rest of them for sex and my better interest. NOT AT ALL. "Reese's" was the only one I did have sex with when I became single. And we had agreed NOT to have sex. I wasn't going to do it out of respect for her wishes. LMAO! BLOGSPOT I SWEAR! but she wanted to and as a man (and a muthafucking niggah lol) I wasn't going to say no. I also think as time progressed, her feelings came back. MINE DID TOO! but not as strong or as fast. A lot of heartbreak and headaches came with us and I was just trying to make sure it didn't happen again. And when she saw that I was feeling other people than her, she put her guard up and decided she wasn't going let it happen again. She didn't trust me. Or at least ask me how I felt about us and the other girls. Mind you this is going down while I'm single and just weighing my options. So I wasn't doing anything illegal. And I know somebody as pretty and as......free as her definitely had other sparkles in her eye. I guess it's because around me she is vulnerable and I know the REAL her. So NO matter what kind of front she puts up for everybody else, I was the 1st. So ain't no bullshitting me. I guess she thought I was being manipulative and greedy like I used to be. Not this time. I'm grown. So if all I want is sex, I will tell you. I have no problem telling you. So if your reading this "Reese's" then that's my side of the story. I hope maybe we can talk in person because messaging over MySpace is so impersonal and wack. I feel something of this stature is done face to face.
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But I refuse to stop living and searching for love. Whether it's with one of these three or if I haven't found her yet. I gotta live at the end of the day. It would be disrespectful to myself and God. So not being disrespectful to ANY of you thre delectible delicious treats (lol) but I'm on a mission from mars (HA!) to find my true love and indulge myself in her.
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Listening to some good music right now. "Pink Lavalamp". Charles Hamilton. My favorite artist probably of the millenium. Really hungry. Bout to GRIZZ-UB! Lol
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Running outta words... and treats... lol you earthlings you...




Peace and Salutations,





C.H.-ill the Martian