I’ve learned that when it comes to talking to people about the the things that matter, the “hard hitting” questions, the “meat and potatoes”. Unless someone is aware of themselves or under the influence, they’re are not very forthcoming when it comes to personal information/details. It has taken me a long time to build what I think is enough self-confidence to hang my hat on. But over the years I got really good at dodging anything particularly personal and even better at getting people to open up about themselves and keeping the conversation off of me. Only recently, I’ve been having to actively try to open up more about me and be more vulnerable, to have more genuine experiences. But coming around that corner has helped me look back and have fun with catching people in the headlights of their “tru” questions. I say tru, cause I don’t really know. Who really does?! But being more comfortable in myself has helped me lean into asking people “realer” questions, because I feel like in some way I don’t have anything to hide and can wear it all on my sleeve. There’s an unspoken freedom in that. And it’s taken me a while to appreciate it and not feel like another average “black male misunderstood”. I think the point I’m really trying to make is sometimes it takes finesse to put smoke in a bottle. It’s a hard analogy to describe. But IYKYK. Sometimes you gotta take 3 rights to make a left. The bigger point. Bigger point??? Another point. Fair enough….Just continue to grow and be real with yourself and like Zack said, do some version of that “8 mile shit”. Wear it in your sleeve, own it. Take pride in your victories and know you are good enough. Also, am I a writer now?
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Rebellion
Rebelliousness used to sound way cooler/tighter/doper/fire/morefire/flame before the new millennium. It doesn’t sound as cool anymore because of the way years are numbered. Think about it, “I had a really bad acid phase in the 2010’s”, doesn’t have the same bite as, ” Things were way groovier back in the 70’s.” Rebellion isn’t quite like what it used to be. While the creation of the Internet and social media has brought like minded people together, it has also diluted our healthy skepticism of government. This sounds too much like the intro to a Youtube conspiracy video, but really, we’ve all gotten so stuck in our echo chambers that we’re fighting against each other instead of actual oppression. We’ve created so many genders that the bathroom tile industry has gotten way too robust. The ethos used to be of “one people, one race, equality”, and not progressives actively push to be put on boxes and label people oppressive or oppressed. How can you say someone is punching up or down? Wouldn’t that imply that one group is “better” (for lack of a better word) than another. I’m kind of getting off of the point of rebelliousness here but I think in some way this all connects. Bottom line is, the more groups you have, the less strength in numbers. Less strength in the aspect of morale and cohesiveness to keep the powers at be in check. Do you think people art getting less rebellious? Do you think I’m making any sense at all right now? It is just before midnight on a Saturday night and I’ve tasted a wee bit of vodka, so be easy on me.
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Perfection
So if you’re keeping track, you may have noticed that I missed a blog post yesterday. If you didn’t notice, congratulations on living your life. This is usually the point in a project when I give up. I told myself I’d write a blog post everyday but I missed a day, so now I consider myself a failure and won’t continue to write anymore. This probably would have been my m.o. a year ago but I’m done beating myself up over not being perfect (or even close). I used to think that not striving for perfection in everything you did was weak behavior. My quest for perfection usually freezes me at the starting line of most projects because I convince myself there’s no point in doing it unless it’s going to be perfect. Then I just bail on the project. Now THAT is weak behavior. It’s a fear of failure. It’s a faux elitist point of view that blinds me from realizing anything…much less my self-granted potential. I won’t do it this time, I’m not going to quit just yet. I really like doing this. It’s like typing out a podcast you’re doing by yourself in your head. At first I was rolling my eyes at myself. Who are you? Why would you think people are gonna read your fucking blog? I don’t even worry about that anymore. It’s not for other people. This is for me. It won’t be perfect. It can’t be perfect.
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Episode 121: Spit Walking
Sorry for this one. #Yikes
Open Mike Eagle & MF Doom – Police Myself
Tierra Whack – Wasteland
Laziness
Don’t feel like writing
But I’ll write you a haiku
Back to bed I go
Vague-ish
I know what I want to write about, but I won’t, out of respect and matters of privacy. Maybe it’s not respect, maybe it’s self-preservation. I know it’s private but if I don’t write about it, it’ll nag at me and if it nags at me then it won’t work. I wouldn’t want it to work. No one likes a nag- no two, either. I don’t like being vague but it’s private. Maybe a lack of privacy lead to the nagging. Maybe the lack of privacy felt like there was no respect. I care about privacy but then I don’t, so maybe I do? I’m being vague-ish. I wouldn’t want to spoil the pumpkin for Halloween night by carving it too early in October. The fuck? The analogy actually makes sense but it’s just so obscure and not even the season right now. Vague-ish.
Random iPhone thoughts today:
“Sometimes you have to save face before it gets thrown in yours.” -No context, not sure where my brain pulled that from
“We can’t invalidate ignorant people.” Started thinking about that Netflix doc “Behind the Curve” again and wanted to force myself to remember that those people (flat-earthers) are just questioning things because of what may have happened to them in the past and that there was a time when I didn’t know things. Sure, some are people who refute all evidence and deep down you know that they know the earth isn’t flat but at the end of the day they have a community of people that accepts them. I know I’m not breaking any new ground here but that’s all people really want…is to be accepted. What I’m saying is, hug a potential flat-earther. Accept people or they’ll end up being flat-earthers.
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