An Asshole's Look At The World
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Food For Thought OWN YOUR IDEAS!!!
If you want to be respected for what you know and believe, own your ideas! Speak with the authority and knowledge that come from general reading and keeping up with the news. Although you don't want to be perceived as egotistical by making too many self-references, personalize information by using words such as I, mine, and me.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Meet My Family
This winter break has been very interesting, I'm glad I was able to enjoy it with my family. Though we have our tough times the love is prevalent. I just wanted to take the time out to give my readers a proper introduction to my family so here is a short poem that puts all the people in my live in perspective. HOPE YOU ENJOY/UNDERSTAND IT
Let's me know I can't stand however it is I feel
I got a cousin named Pride, nigga acts like a lawyer
Gotta a sister named Karma, I be tryna' avoid her
Gotta ex that's bitter, wants me to be her nigga
Hates my girl Self-Pity 'cause I'm always with her
But bitter's beef is valid, she don't like shorty 'cause she use me
One time she seen her verbally abuse me
Got a friend that's passive, friends call him Passive
He just says whatever hoping that shit passes
My Uncle Hindsight wears real thick glasses
Reminds me of where I been and how shit gets drastic
Got a Aunt named Humility, she speaks low mumbles
Don't care that I'm a graduate she keeps me so humble
In my head I'll debate it, out loud I'll never say it
I'm pretty sure it's a good reason we all related
Monday, December 20, 2010
Social Message (AWARENESS)
"Beware of the beast man.
For he is the devils pawn.
Alone among God's primates.
He kills for sport, lust, or greed.
Yay he will murder his brother to posses his brothers land.
Let him not breed in great numbers,
For he will make a desert of his home, and yours.
Shun him, drive him back into his jungle layer.
For he is the harbinger of death. "
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Poetry Doesn't Have To Rhyme
"They say the good things in life comes to those who believe....so i believe"
Meeting someone like you is something any sensible person dreams of in a lifetime…it wasn’t the fact that you are a beautiful rather its more the kind of person you are…for some reason I feel your spirit and it lifts me higher and makes me want to be a better person. For as often as we speak never have I felt a negative energy between the two of us…my deepest secrets I want to reveal to you without a care because I know you will take them in stride and never past judgment your only motive would be just to figure out my reasoning on why a made such and such decisions. Its very uplifting to meet someone like you and I promise you and myself that I will never ever just let you skate by. I want you in my life, completely, your more than a friend; you’re a soul mate. I’m only saying this because I know deep down you feel the same way about me.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Inspire yourself by writing Pt.2
As you all know, I'm a big fan of journals, diaries, or anything as such. Stumbling upon old pieces of writing has to be one of the most eye opening moments in life. I find it hard to believe that your conscience will allow you to lie to yourself in writing. From my experiences it seems like your true genius comes out when you write about life and the things going on around you. I would like to take this time out to apologize to all of my english teachers who made me write journals every morning in class and i gave them a dirty look. Please forgive me because I had no idea the power of what you spoke of. Now I see completely, and i plan to continue writing journals as often as i can. Here is a brief journal i wrote back in 2008 about Plato. I hope you like it. And please pick up a pen/pencil and write about the first thing that comes to mind. Maybe one day when you stumble upon it, it will spark a life changing moment. At the end is a song by J.cole called "see world" I added it because it's mirrors the idea of writing what you see and also it's DOPE!
This is a conversation between Glaucon, a student, and Socrates, his teacher, and then Plato writes an allegory of this conversation. Plato asks us to imagine human beings who are prisoners in a cave, chained and forced to face one direction. Behind the prisoners, there is a fire that casts shadows upon the wall the prisoners are facing. Since birth, all they have watched are shadows of statues and animals cast upon that wall. They also hear conversations of those who transport these statues. To the prisoners, the truth is literally nothing else except the shadows of the images they see. Plato asks us to consider what will follow when one prisoner is released from his chains, and cured of his ignorance. At first he will fight the truth, but inevitably he will start to see more than shadows. Getting accustomed to the real world , will he care about being the leader inside the cave or living as just another person in the real world? Plato asks us to consider the man going back to into the cave in his new state; wouldn't his eyes leaving the sunlight be covered in darkness? When he recovers and resumes to living with his mates, wouldn't he invite ridicule towards them because of their ignorance? And if he tried to lead them towards enlightenment, wouldn't they kill him?
This allegory has to be one of the best things I have ever read in my lifetime. It has brought total enlightenment to my eyes. Though it is tough to understand, with due reasoning I am really amazed on how much truth Plato is speaking about reality, change, and, ignorance. Whenever my eyes are opened to something new, something that has never been part of my life; like foreign foods or dating outside your race, my first reaction is to reject it because I have never tried it before. In a sense I am blinded by the shadows of my comfort level. Now when I try it and fall in love with it, the next step is to introduce it to my friends or tell them about it. If I tell my friends, or parents that I am going to marry outside my race, it will be looked upon as an abomination. But with my new state of mind I see nothing wrong with such things again, because I am not blinded by the darkness of my comfort level.