Black Krishna and The Monk on the Couch Share Thoughts on May 22, 2010

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May 22, 2010

Black Krishna and The Monk on the Couch Share Thoughts



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A wild conversation after a wild Saturday of pre-G20 Summit (June 26 - 27th) postering and flyering, hanging with strangers who become friends, an unfortunate scrap between friends, and signs of life in Toronto, Canada. What do people think about what people think and why? Can we improve on this at all? Can we use our culture to inspire us? Of course.

Peace,
BK

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Toronto Truth Seekers (TTS)
http://www.torontotruthseekers.com

Press For Truth
http://www.pressfortruth.ca

Conspiracy Culture Store (Queen & Roncesvalles)
http://www.conspiracyculture.com

Toronto Street News
http://www.torontostreetnews.com

SiLSa! Productions
http://www.youtube.com/supportlocalscene

News - http://www.infowars.com
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Activism - http://www.wearechange.org

FYI, if you're interested, these interviews can help us understand the world and what we can do to make it a better place today.

http://www.cuttingthroughthematrix.net/radio/Rude_Awakening_Black_Krishna_CKLN_FM.html

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poste-scripte

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yo dood, dese be weekkid leerics, shekkumb, i had to correct a couple here and elsewhere, but i'm lovin' this song as often as i can.

btw, der monkonvo on tappage, der people de-mand it, or dey should, so like what-ev-error... :-P

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Beach Chair - Jay-Z Ft. Chris Martin



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y0DDCZJP_Oo

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"Beach Chair"

(Jay-Z feat.Chris Martin)

[Verse One]

Life is but a dream to me,
I don't wanna wake up,
Thirty odd years,
I'm 'bout having my cake up,
So I'm about my paper,
24/7, 365, 366 in a leap year,
I don't know why we here,
Since we gotta be here,
Life is but a beach chair (chair, chair chair...),
Went from having shabby clothes,
To crossing over Abbey Road,
Hear my angels singing to me,
"Are you happy Hov?"
I just hope I'm hearing right,
Karma's got me fearing life,
Colleek are you praying for me,
See, I got demons in my past,
So I got daughters on the way,
If the prophecy's correct,
Then the child should have to pay,
For the sins of a father,
So I borrow my tomorrows,
Against my yesterdays,
In hopes that she'll be okay,
And when I'm no longer here,
To shade her face from the glare,
I'll give her my share of Carol's daughter,
And a shiny new beach chair...

(Chorus )

I hear my angels sing...

Life is but a dream...

(x2)

[Verse Two]

Life is but a dream to me,
Gun shots sing to these,
Other guys but lullabies,
Don't mean a thing to me,
I'm not afraid of dying,
I'm afraid of not trying,
Everyday hit every wave,
Like I'm Hawaiian,
I don't surf the net,
No, I've never been on MySpace,
Too busy letting my voice vibrate,
Carving out my space,
In this world of fly girls,
Cutthroats and diamond-cut ropes, I twirls,
Benz's round corners,
Where the sun don't shine,
I let the wheels give a glimpse,
Of hope in one's grind,
Some said Hov,
How you get so fly?
I said from not being afraid to fall out the sky,
My physical's a shell,
So when I say farewell,
My soul will find an even,
Higher plane to dwell,
So fly you shall,
So have no fear,
Just know that life is but a beach chair...

(Chorus )

I hear my angels sing...

Life is but a dream...

(x2)

[Verse Three]

Life is but a dream,
Can't mimic my life,
I'm the thinnest cut slice,
In the cut, the winner's cup,
With winters rough enough,
To interrupt life,
That's why I'm both,
Saint and sinner,
Nice,
This is Jay everyday,
No compromise,
No compass comes with this life,
Just eyes,
So to map it out,
You must look inside,
Sure books can guide you,
But your heart defines you, chica,
The corazon, is what brought us home,
In great shape, like Heidi Klum,
Mighty gone, I am on,
Permanent va-cay,
Life is but a beach chair,
This song is like a Hallmark card,
Until you reach here,
'Til t'she's here,
And she's declared,
The heir, I will prepare,
A blueprint for you to print,
A map for you to get back,
A guide for your eyes,
And so you won't lose sense,
I'll make a stink, for you to think,
I ink these verses, full of prose,
So you won't, get conned, out of two-cents,
My last will and testament I leave my heir,
My share of Roc-A-Fella Records,
And a shiny new beach chair...

(Chorus )

I hear my angels sing...

Life is but a dream...

(x2)

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