I love how people are so quick to comment about racially "stimulating" coments of others without actually taking a minute and letting what they said marinate.
For example, in an interview, Lupe Fiasco said
racisim is necessary.
Now folks getting all heated saying he racist against his own race and all that jazz. BUT if they would LISTEN and maybe COMPREHEND what he man said, they'd see that racisim is basically inevitable, and there's not much we can do about it.
But maybe you have better comprehension skills than others. Take time out to check the link and decide for yourself.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvsfvQT21Oo
On the hunt for a skateboard; I'm on my grind.
Ghost
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Thinking Season
Today it's raining.
Rain makes me think.
So I'm thinking (in the computer lab) about all the random events that go on in my little world. Pharrell Williams's In My Mind is the soundtrack (:gasp: yes i took a mini break from Lupe) and chill is the mode.
At the moment, the main thing sticking out in my brain is how people work overtime to live up to some standard they have set up for themselves. Whether it be one of pure innocence or one of comeplete toughness, the kids are always working to uphold some paradigm they believe truly embodies them. Ha. That's really funny.
But of course, I am the one to anaylze myself, so I sit and wonder do I have some random idea of myself i want to force on the minds of others? I mean, I am always the kid rolling around with Jimmy (ipod) in my ears, Larry (notebook) on my back, crazy hair (i've decided to go natural), and if we're lucky i'm wearing something other than a sweater and jeans. Honestly, I always just get up and roll out the door without thinking TOO hard about what may come across to others when they look at me. I know I don't fit the stereotype my physical person sends out and that's generally where my self-analyzation ends.
I'm not the type to portray this model of excellent innonence. I will tell you in a hot second i've disappointed people and tripped and made mistakes. I'm all about growth and learning, forgiving, and all things that fall into that category. However, I am not the type to have this hard exterior, working to have the world fear me (which is probably why i dance down the sidewalks on sunny days); but i do demand respect. I dont want anyone to mistake my kindness for weakness, but I'm not some random bully either. I guess in a way i dont place myself in a box. I dont like boxes. I think i'd rather a yellow bubble that smells like the indside of Hollister (even tho the smell gives you a headache after a while). But the point of this blog is me pondering why some work so hard to uphold an image.
Being who you are is great; its your personality, something you cannot change. I'm not saying change who you are, but at the same time stop living a lie! If you're not super innoncent I doubt many people care. Faults and mistakes are what make us all human. Stop working on being angellic before it's time.
Rain makes me think.
So I'm thinking (in the computer lab) about all the random events that go on in my little world. Pharrell Williams's In My Mind is the soundtrack (:gasp: yes i took a mini break from Lupe) and chill is the mode.
At the moment, the main thing sticking out in my brain is how people work overtime to live up to some standard they have set up for themselves. Whether it be one of pure innocence or one of comeplete toughness, the kids are always working to uphold some paradigm they believe truly embodies them. Ha. That's really funny.
But of course, I am the one to anaylze myself, so I sit and wonder do I have some random idea of myself i want to force on the minds of others? I mean, I am always the kid rolling around with Jimmy (ipod) in my ears, Larry (notebook) on my back, crazy hair (i've decided to go natural), and if we're lucky i'm wearing something other than a sweater and jeans. Honestly, I always just get up and roll out the door without thinking TOO hard about what may come across to others when they look at me. I know I don't fit the stereotype my physical person sends out and that's generally where my self-analyzation ends.
I'm not the type to portray this model of excellent innonence. I will tell you in a hot second i've disappointed people and tripped and made mistakes. I'm all about growth and learning, forgiving, and all things that fall into that category. However, I am not the type to have this hard exterior, working to have the world fear me (which is probably why i dance down the sidewalks on sunny days); but i do demand respect. I dont want anyone to mistake my kindness for weakness, but I'm not some random bully either. I guess in a way i dont place myself in a box. I dont like boxes. I think i'd rather a yellow bubble that smells like the indside of Hollister (even tho the smell gives you a headache after a while). But the point of this blog is me pondering why some work so hard to uphold an image.
Being who you are is great; its your personality, something you cannot change. I'm not saying change who you are, but at the same time stop living a lie! If you're not super innoncent I doubt many people care. Faults and mistakes are what make us all human. Stop working on being angellic before it's time.
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