There are many times in life where you will face challenges that seem insurmountable. Those are the challenges that you ask yourself, how did I get myself into this. Those are the moments in life where part of you just wants to go hide under the covers and not go out until it’s gone, like the monster in your closet. However, unlike the monsters you faced as a child, these monsters don’t just go away when the light comes on. What do you do against the eight foot purple monster bullying you into a corner and eating your jar of self-confidence your mom bought you before you went off to college? You fight back. Continue reading “In the Face of Adversity”
Yesterday, I wrote a post about my current situation and the desire to make more out of where I am now. However, in such desire, I am somewhat at a loss.
I HAVE NO CLUE WHERE TO START!!
The first step is frightening. The first step is confusing. It’s like you are standing in front of a fork in the road which each path leads seemingly leads nowhere. Rightfully so because part of you feels that what lies ahead of you is so unknown that you fear that if you proceed you may never make it back. However, there in lies the reason you must go forward.
I haven’t written anything here in six weeks. I apologize for my absence, but in the process of New Years Resolutions was a truly new start in me returning to school after a too long hiatus.
Over this past month and a half, I have been regaining confidence in my abilities to perform and more importantly, I have been on a path to discover myself. I have been taking classes and succeeding in them. As it stands today, I have 3.2 average in my classes with the majority of B’s so close to becoming A’s that I played an OutKast song, they would push me to 4.0 status.
Needless to say, I am proud of my start, but I am not at all happy with my results. Yes, I am passing, but I am not living up to my potential. Looking back, all those assignments I got B’s on could have been A’s if I would have done everything on time and been prepared like I should. Too many moments comprised of lack of focus and lethargy. So, I am saying this not to be looking down but to be looking forward with even more determination than I have now.
So, what does this all mean? Continue reading “A Call to Excellence (My Return)”
Jay Smooth happens to be one of my favorite Radio hosts and video bloggers. He always has pretty insightful comments and also spends a good amount of time talking about one of my favorite topics, hip-hop, and one of the topics I am most ignorant of, politics. It’s good to learn. Check him out at Illdoctrine.com
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we’ve come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we’ve come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the “unalienable Rights” of “Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked “insufficient funds.”
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we’ve come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. Continue reading “I Have A Dream Speech”
I was a little caught up yesterday helping out with family, so I was left with a draft instead of getting a chance to post it. So a day late, but here’s number 2!
“I write down everything I want to remember. That way, instead of spending a lot of time trying to remember what it is I wrote down, I spend the time looking for the for the paper I wrote it down on.”- Beryl Pfizer
Organization is my second New Years Resolution. Why? Because the majority of people are either so organized, they err on the side of Obsessive Compulsive or so organization-phobic that they prefer to live somewhere similar to Oscar the Grouch. Often to my dismay, I am either at the positive side of the spectrum, living comfortably next to godliness in clean-ville or trotting around organized chaos, tripping over notebooks and clothes baskets.
From Christmas until New Years, I will talk about a resolution I plan to pick up, how I plan to do it and the purpose of doing it.
It’s hard making a lasting change on the world, if you don’t take the steps to change yourself some. So, to start me off with this blogging thing strong, I’m going to try to stick to this and write this new blog series for a week. Hopefully, it will be enough to get the movement going.
Progress is a slow Process.
Merry Christmas Eve Dreamers
“Sometimes the people whom we’ve known for only a short amount of time have a bigger impact on us than those we’ve known forever.” – Unknown
Reflecting on recent events in my life, I was thinking about how to make a difference. But, one issue came up. We each have our own idea of what that difference truly is. About a week ago, I randomly got into a conversation on Twitter with this really lovely young lady that came to an impasse in life. Somehow, I could sense her pain through 140 characters and a profile pic. On a whim, I ended up talking to her on my views on religion, life and even the importance of preparing yourself for the future even when you have to do things that you personally don’t enjoy. After I finished talking to her, I realized that sometimes we learn more from ourselves than from others, applying our own advice to our lives. The whole, “If you are pointing a finger at someone, you are pointing three more at yourself” rings true more times than not.