As the world strives for progression, the love for one another must thrive through this recession. Not the economy, the mental & love recession. While everyone has restricted their concerns for themselves, the stocks on an open-heart & open-mind have been crashing.
We’ve all(some more than others) been treated unfairly, taken advantage of, lied to, mislead, undermined etc. But never change who you are because of it. Changing for them equals a win for the opposition.
There are good people in the world.
We can’t expect them to be seen when we keep ourselves in a dark room.
It’s what makes us strong..
Like a push-up, we need a solid base to push from. A foundation solidifying our efforts; assuring us it all wasn’t in vain.
Success isn’t obtained without it; because there would be no other way to measure it. No other way to appreciate the feeling of jumping the hurdle that approaches in this race of ours..
But it’s also a lesson learned within its crevices. When we “fail”, it teaches us how execute our goals with more precision. Failure is only the intermission of success. & struggle is the score. It ignites the passion, fuels our will to exceed human limitations.
Struggle should be embraced, not feared.
Appreciated, not rued.
Without it, our accolades have valueless.
“In order to fly, you have to be willing to fall. Otherwise, you’ll remain in the nest thinking ‘what if’..”.
So I’ve tried on immense occasions to get into reading. You know, enhance my vocabulary, enrich my soul. But for some reason I find myself leaving my conscience empty promises as if it were a five year-old child. Filled with more and more excuses to why we haven’t went to the park that’s down the street.
A few months ago, my girlfriend(in our “talking” period) gave me the book ‘The Alchemist’ by Paulo Coelho. At first, I thought, condescendingly for some odd reason, that I was better than the book; as if it couldn’t bring any reflection to my life. By just reading the first chapter, I had to slap myself and change myself to Susan. It was pretty good. I was surprised, although I shouldn’t have been. My girlfriend has a keen sense of knowing what I need.
Unfortunately, I haven’t read it since. Which is weird because I liked it. But it brings me to my point. Why is reading a book so hard to convert into a hobby? I mean, I write articles, synopsis’, and etc. on my site; but I don’t feel like it’s REALLY reading. I want to read books. ‘The Art of War’ by Sun Tzu, books by Deepak Chopra, and many more..
Maybe this vent will help me to my trivial efforts not go in vain.
I don’t mean to sound cocky, but I feel like I’m a better rapper than you.
I mean.. Look:
Lately all these “rappers” think that if they listen to enough Lil’ Wayne mixtapes, they can just jump into the scene jerking, pin dropping, skinny colored jeans…well…you get my point.
I bet if you gave me a macbook, pro-tools, and a mic; I’d give you a top ten mixtape of the year.
To be quite frank with you, the competition doesn’t seem capable of proving me otherwise(excluding but not limited to: J. Cole, Drake, Pac Div, Kendrick Lamar, Lloyd Banks, Lupe Fiasco, Jay-Z, Andre 3000, Common, Mos Def, Jay Electronica, Nas, Kanye West, Wale.) So when that dream that I just made up becomes a reality..don’t be surprised.
I’m just saying.
Your new favorite rapper.
After a few of my friends(including my girlfriend) joined tumblr, I decided to follow suit. I feel as though, in terms of writing, I hit a peak at about April 2009. That was a time of endurance for me. I was struggling to find myself, searching through the sands only for my efforts to be futile.
But towards the end of the year, I simple looked in the mirror and asked myself, “Who are you?”. Answering honestly, I started to become more aware of my flaws..what needed to be done for the process of progression to begin. When that happened, my focus was refined and vision renewed.
But this is simply me breaking in..
Breaking into a new me. A better one.