I'll Be There

Hi everyone,

I know there're a lot of agents cruising the page at the moment, trying to discern if my book is worth the paper it would be printed upon. Lots of love to each and every one of you.

I know I can't really say it without making myself less valuable in your eyes but the book is good. I say that because I fought the bullshit that my fearful mind put in front of my fearless and loving heart at every step of the way possible. I say that because I was just channeling whatever source I have access to and I took enough naps to do it properly. Now the task is to find an agent who believes. (Or wants to get crazy rich without much work).

Since 9/11 (remember 9/11), people have been wondering what's next. What will replace our cool, ironic, jaded, youth culture. Well this is it. Warmth, honesty, desire, work and grown-ups. And it'll flower into a million blooms all over the world. I wrote it specifically to be and do that. And I believe that American literature—and maybe even world culture—can't really go anywhere without first going through The Love Artist. And if it does, they'll come back for it. Cause it's first. Deeper. More essential. Just like Led Zepplin and Eric Clapton sent everyone running for the Mississippi Delta (and our lovely city of Chi-Town).

God bless Kanye West, by the way. Do your thing, dog. Fuck 'em up. They can't touch you. I loved the song with Ms. Staples, too. The South Side's been feeling it for a minute for real, baby. Put god straight up in it! "Next time I'm in the club.... everybody's screaming out..."

My record—which is coming as soon as some of these book (or movie) folks bless me (I need money, my brothers and sisters—a loving culture requires start up capital—and then is more valuable than anything on the planet)—my record is more like mo-fo's getting up in a tight-ass church and screaming out. Where Kanye took the lower, get down energy, and put god up on top, I'm gonna take the upper, hold me Jesus, I'm afraid, energy and shovel the fucky-fucky shit up towards it. Toward the same end, but from a perspective that is sadly lacking. Cause we white folks haven't paid the dues that even the South Bronx did, that even The Marcy projects did, that even Chicago's South Side has. We haven't made ourselves vulnerable for what we really, really want. Except for van Gogh and a few standouts. Most of the rest of us are too cool. Anyway, if you've got money, I've got a way. $5 million would be perfect, but $50K would get the ball rolling. I know y'all have the scrilla, and I definitly know you want the love.

And you'll make your money back many times. We've gotta go through White Gold to get anywhere. And the chickens always come home to roost. We've got white people all over the world studying beats, clothing styles, fabric design, cultural habits, social interaction, ethnography, cooking, tool use, hunting techniques, mating rituals, beauty, dance styles, hair care and courtship—eventually we'll want it for ourself. We'll want to translate and apply what we've learned. Eventually, we'll want ourselves. We'll want to feel alive every day instead of just on trips to India.

And White Gold'll be there. So high, they can't go over it. So low they can't go under it. So wide they can't go around it. And so beautiful, lovely, warm, forgiving, vital, fun and real they wouldn't want to. It's fun people. Real life is fun.

Lots of love..


ps: My neice told my I looked like Eminem in 8 MIle on Sunday--can you smell the symbolism? I should have a business plan done in a week or two. E-mail me if you'd like a copy.

Dre sells 70 million, finds Eminem, who sells umpteen million, who finds 50 cent, who sells 11 million on his first record, who brings the G Unit--4 or 5 who have all gone platinum. This doesn't even mention D-12, NWA or Dre's other protoges (like Snoop), the clothing lines, the ringtones, the shoes. And White G is upscale—so we'll be doing Lexuses and Powerbooks as well. Rolex, Zegna, Google, Sprint, Patagonia—only the best. There is stupid money to be made. I'm looking for love artists who want to have fun and don't mind making a few milllion along the way..

Let's do this, baby!