Lupe Fiasco – The Show Goes On

February 27, 2011

I love Lupe. Check this verse out from his song The Show Goes On on his upcoming album Lasers

“One in the air for the people ain’t here
Two in the air for the father that’s there
Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto
Four for the kids that don’t wanna be there
None for the niggas tryna hold them back
Five in the air for the teachers not scared
To tell those kids that’s livin’ in the ghetto
That the niggas holdin’ back that the world is theirs
Yeah, yeah, the world is yours, I was once that little boy
Terrified of the world, now I’m on a world tour
I will give up everything, even start a world war
For these ghetto girls and boys I’m rappin’ ’round the world for
Africa to New York, Haiti, then I detour
Oakland out to Auckland, Gaza Strip to Detroit
Say hip-hop only destroy, tell ’em look at me, boy
I hope your son don’t have a gun and never be a D-boy”

For the record, this is my kind of hiphop.


“It could have been worse!”

February 25, 2011

“Well, it could have been worse!”

I’m pretty sure we’ve all said it at one time or another, in response to someone’s negative experience. I saw it this morning on someone’s Facebook status. The person (after the terrible storms Tennessee saw last night) said, “What a morning. Shingles off roof, fence bowed, and mirror ripped off the car. Thanks, 7 minute storm! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!” The first comment someone wrote was, “Could be much, much worse!” Wow, person. Thanks for stating the obvious.

I mean, I know it could have been worse, and much, much worse at that. It always could be worse! I know there were people in Tennessee who probably lost their homes, or maybe even loved ones in the storm last night. That’s bad! And much, much worse. Heck, a tornado could have picked up her house and dropped it on top of the only good witch in a mysterious place created by an architect tripped out in shrooms, murdering the only decent witch of the land. That’s worse…much, much worse! It could always be worse!

I believe that’s an important thing for us all to remember, personally. Like, no matter what we are going through, no matter how bad it is, there is always and forever someone, somewhere in a much, much worse situation. I get that, and believe it with all my heart. Knowing that keeps us grounded, thankful for what we do have, and all that other important stuff. But often, to express that to someone else in their time of just needing support and validation, it really just comes off as a lack of care in that particular situation, and pretty insensitive.

I will never forget my Psychology class back in University the day we spoke about Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, because the idea of trauma hit me in an all new way that day. The lecturer said trauma is not to be judged by the event or experience, but rather the person’s response to the event or experience. Simply put, one person could chip a nail and be completely traumatized, whilst another person could see someone’s head chopped off and be totally unfazed. Ok, that was a bit of an extreme example, but you get the point. We can’t judge others’ trauma because we have no idea what’s going on in their heads, and therefore it is not fair to compare different people’s situations in a simple, black-and-white kind of way.

People just need to be validated when they are going through rough times. And yes, at some point, it is very important for them to gain perspective, and see the “bigger picture”. But maybe we should be a little more sensitive before we just come crashing in, invalidating their experience and negative feelings, by stating the obvious that “it could be worse”. Because yes, if someone loses a leg, well, they could have lost both, but they are still going to miss that leg. Prematurely telling them it could have been worse is just rude. Maybe just validate their feelings, and wait a bit before you try and help offer perspective. I mean, I guess your response could have been worse; you could have shot them in the face or something.

Random Thought #110

February 25, 2011

For some, having faith in an unseen God is not the problem, but having faith in a seen humanity is where the difficulty lies.

This helps…with everything!

February 23, 2011

There is SO much information at our fingertips!

February 18, 2011

Just thinking about that. I mean, wow.

Happy Birthday LJ – One Whole Year!

February 18, 2011

A year ago today, there was a beautiful little baby boy, born into a world of strife, at the most appointed and destined time.

I, selfishly, cherish the fact that he is in my life, and that I have gotten to be a part of his.

He came into my life when I needed to be reminded that there is a more simple, perfect, loving, innocent, untainted, and beautiful side of life; and he showed me that, each and every day, time and time again.

He didn’t need much reason to smile. He needed less reason to laugh. He didn’t have reason to be choosy about sharing love, or even who he shared it with.

And today we celebrate one whole year of the wonderful little life of LJ! Happy Birthday dude! I love you!


It was all a dream.

February 16, 2011

I’ve been thinking a great deal about dreams lately; dreams and dreaming. I think it’s crucially important to dream, to dream dreams bigger than our current reality. If our dreams can fit into the box of our current reality are they really dreams anyways? Our dreams can most definitely make others feel uncomfortable for that very reason. They are dreams, they don’t always make sense, they are “out there”, they are subconscious desires for the things that make us the absolute happiest, but might not mesh with our present reality.

Dreams are also often attached to a subconscious fear that we will never be that thing we want to be, that person we’re meant to be, choking us like a nightmare, keeping us “in our place”, unable to move. The discouraging words of disbelievers around us helps hold us in that place. I say if we’re around people who don’t allow us to dream, well, we should sleep walk away, or run. Dreaming is important.

What if all those before us never chased their dreams? Too many people to name one. well, the world would be a lot less inspiring. I choose to dream. I want to dream until I wake up and that dream has become my reality. I want to base my dreams on a high bar I set for myself, rather than based on what I see around me. I want to imagine the seeming “impossible”, even though it may seem abstract at present. I’m willing to put in a little sweat, blood and tears to live my dreams.

And for me, I don’t say, “Any dream will do.” I have very specific dreams, some known only to me. My dreams have individual qualities and purposes. I don’t want to live your dream, and I would not want you to try and live mine. That’s why I understand why my dream, to you, may seem like cryptic nonsense. But my dreams are not your dreams. My dreams are my dreams. I choose to dream. Dream.