Life's Purpose

I have been doing a lot of thinking as of lately trying to figure out what is the purpose of life? The physical earthly purpose of life not the spiritual religious aspects. When I look at the world that I inherited, that I was born into, our world worships the material, we as people hold a belief of life that the only things that matter are thing things that we can touch and grasp for example, money, stocks, wealth. These things create desire, they create restraints and worse of all they create casualties. I have realized that I am not excited to enter into the "real world" because it is horribly backwards and misguided. You work hard in school, some for 20 years including elementary school, just to finally reach the goal of a career? But what is a job exactly you are no longer exchanging your hours for assignments and knowledge now your time is transformed into funds/dollars. You are working making your money but if you are a member of the inherited society you must now pay for cable, electricity, internet, cell phone, God forbid you have college loans to pay off or a car, an apartment or house. So once again you are placed in a endless cycle, I don't understand the purpose I don't understand the deeper meaning….I don't understand the physical earthly purpose of life.

This was just me venting trying to get something off my mind...

BLACK THANKSGIVING

We as African Americans should be ashamed that our own praise of athletes over scholars and rappers over activist has lead outsider observers of our culture label the NBA ALL-STAR WEEKEND as BLACK THANKSGIVING. The Civil Rights Act was passed in 1964 THAT WASN'T even 50 years ago and we still do not know our history. WAKE UP


The first one is CNN's Homepage the second is the actual article

No Name

I was just sitting here and starting writing man it is black history month I am trying to figure out how many people really know their history. I guess I just wanted to blog about something I believe. In life we only see extensions of yourselves, our arms, our legs. We cannot see our back our even our face. The saying goes that the eyes are the window to the soul, we can't even see our own soul but everywhere you look you see the soul of others. You see other people in full you can see every part of every other person that is before us. You can see ever person on TV in magazines even the man on the corner, but you can't see yourself in full. I believe that it is a reminder from life the importance of other people, it is a natural reminder to be selfless. Because if you look at things on the surface those people are greater than you, not greater in belief or greater in worth but when ever you look at a person their being is greater than your being. I look around where I am now all I see is pieces of me but I see the whole of every woman and man around me.

Felt Like Writing

I just felt like writing, I realized when I began this post I had nothing to really talk about, not much to really say. Umm Life is full of curveballs, as of recent I have tried to step up and swing. Not every swing is a homerun, or even a hit for that matter. I have noticed something about myself at one moment I could feel one way and in the next I can completely change my emotional state. I have got to figure that out, changing emotional states like that has gotten me into some shenanigans. I try to always follow my heart as corny as that may sound, I try to always do what I consider to be right. Some people have been a casualty of my curiosity. I have begun to turn life into a game, feeling less and less afraid of the consequences that could result from doing the unexpected. My mom once said to me when you enter a room do you take up space or do you fill the room. I have this new found desire to affect those I come into contact with, like Ghandi, or King be an advocate for peace and love. Not materialism and greed. I am a Gemini and rumor has it that we have dual personalities. I am not Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde but I have lived on both sides of the fence. Not sure if you will follow but like I said I just felt like writing

FAKE HAIR!!!

I am over it…its not attractive and I do not like rubbing my hands through your hair only to feel the track, its like a knot of "hair." If you only have two inches of hair, hey that is cool sport it, through some designs in it, go get a shape up, do something. But I do not know when it became ok for girls to put in weaves, be proud of your bush its yours. Thats like if a guy was walking around with an athletic cup in his pants, only to reveal that it is toddler size. I just don't get it, I find it to be a turn off drastically. I do not know what aspect of society made you feel like your hair is not good enough but its pointless to but yarn and horse hair in your hair. I am not shooting personal shots it is only a general statement, I feel like girls put weaves in because they are not happy with their hair. How? How have you come to a point where you do not find everything about yourself beautiful? If you want long hair, grow it out, take care of it. If I wanted dreads I would not grow a bush and then throw some extensions in it because really, I don't have dreads I have a bush with yarn attached to it. And sadly babe you don't have long hair, you have your hair with someone or something else's hair sown in. Love your bush and your short hair it is ok that your air is not down your back its still beautiful.

Dick Gregory

The other day VCU was blessed with a real treat, we had a living civil rights activist speak at our school. He was great charismatic, captivating, and politically aware. He used his satirical skills to make light out of important political situations, more specifically situations that affect African Americans. He mentioned a few things that blew my mind, like for instance how the bass coming from a song is similar to a heartbeat. Did you know that a fetus, if feeling sick, can listen to its mother's heart beat and regain some health. Neither did I.
Another thing that Dick Gregory said that was crucial was the "unlucky" number 13, it is almost national recognized as an unlucky number. But nowhere else in the world is it unlucky thats because in the United States 13 is the amendment number that freed the slaves "emancipation." Keep that in mind the next time you go to a hotel without a 13th floor.
Finally I am sure people have heard rumors about George Washington not being the first president, well according to Dick Gregory and a few sites I looked up myself, it is true George Washington was NOT the first president he was actually the 8th and he was proceeded by 7 BLACK men. The first president was actually John Hanson of the Moor society. The society's flag was a cherry tree and one of George Washington's biggest stories is how he "cut down the Cherry Tree"

"The pen is mightier than the sword"

The Lack of Appreciation

One day in Italy I walked out of my class to use the bathroom. While in the bathroom I realized how many things I take for granted everyday I mean I went to the sink and trusted that it would turn on. I realized, before that moment I had never taken the time to ask myself what would I do if the water did not work, or if I had to go outside and use the bushes as opposed to the toilet. I realized how many things in everyday life we as people do not take the time to appreciate so much is taken for granted everyday. Here we are heading into the fall, how many people have noticed the leaves changing?