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I gotta write about my song:

“Father, I’m going through some heavy things
It seems like this world ain’t getting any better
The more we try to get closer to You
The farther we run from Your throne……”

These are the starting lyrics of Group 1 crew’s “Forgive Me” megahit. Might be considered old skul by now, but this right here, ladies and gentlemen, is my song right now! King of my playlists; my ringtone; simply the real MVP of all songs. This song right here, man this is the real “music to my ears”. Sometimes when I really wanna talk to God but lack words to present my case, this’s the spokesman that speaks for me. Now, before you wonder what this has to do with anything, let me start by echoing the words of a certain wise man;

Some walks in this life don’t require partners. They require music.

That said, let me also confess one of my very personal recent discoveries: I just might be a social retard. Oops! Yes, am the type to be alone in a crowd. Hanging out leaves me with either of these two options: a) listen a lot, analyze a lot and keep my opinions to myself, or b) speak my mind and ‘expose’ my thoughts and opinions. The latter is what I’d rather do, but it gets me misunderstood bigtime. Well, save for the very few close friends who, by the way, are a gift from heaven. Man, it is like my mind generates the weirdest of thoughts and ideas. The real me mostly harbors what appears to be the most un-relatable of personalities. At least in regard to many people’s worldview.

See, people are very judgmental.  Even sadder is that their judgment is often based on face value. They act all friendly but when you actually keep it real, they get all self-righteous and judge you just because your opinion on something is different than theirs. Petty I know, right?

This is where music comes in. Sometimes, music developed artistically and delivered passionately from the heart communicates better than anyone/thing. “Forgive Me” by the Group 1 crew is one such song. It addresses a situation that many experience, but never talk about. You see sharing about some personal facts and realities with non-understanding audiences is likely to hurt one’s ego and pride and trust me, you don’t want that! This song is like that “accidentally-met” stranger that communicates with me better than a best friend. Take verse 1, for instance.

“……..I’ve spent so many nights wonderin’ when will it end
When will the day come when happiness begins
I’m running the race but it seems too hard to win
I’m sick of mourning my stomach is throwing up in the morning

I’m calling for help and watching it melt away
My heart’s been put on display and put away
In many ways, many times I told myself it was okay
And anger was the price that was paid
While these faded dreams just screamed to bring them home

The burden was too heavy I kept running from the throne
I can’t take it any longer
I can taste my spirit hunger
God please help me get HOME…..”

Bam! Now that’s a verse! I can’t exactly tell whether it is the depth in the lyrics, the great delivery, the unique-styled rap (I admire the ‘art’ of rapping), or my current position in life that sends chills down my spine whenever this song plays, but one thing is certain: This is my song!  Well, let me just admit: this song sort of echoes the voices in my soul. Those that my mouth stays away from. I love songs that make me feel like the artist had me in mind when telling the story.

“….I’ve come to terms that I’m burning both sides of the rope
And I’m hoping that self-control would kick in before I’m choking off……..”

As I walk through the roughest terrain I probably ever experienced (call it the ‘valley of the shadow of death’), this song serves the perfect therapy. It “speaks from the heart”, dismisses denial, looks at the ‘problem’ in the eye, overshadows thoughts of giving in, associates, preaches perseverance, and most importantly, points me to the solution; God. This piece of art is like an invisible partner; one that cares, understands and gives a reasonable solution.

“….And I’m writing this song, for the people who don’t belong
I pray away the pain you feel from all the things that went wrong
Inside a life that’s filled with anger and disappointment
Cause daddy treated you weaker than all of the other kids
It’s annoying and I feel for all of you who wanna give up
You feel stuck I feel the same way Lord help us stay up
You couldn’t pay me to abandon the idea of true hope
That I could make it through this life into a place where there’s no crying
I’m dying to find You with open arms when I go
Knowing You love me and You waiting to give rest to my soul….”

Here’s the thing; Group 1 Crew’s urban and hip-hop sound attempts to touch a world in desperate need of help. Most of us, I must say. Focused on breaking through the stereotypes of Christian hip-hop music, these passionate Latinos that make up Group 1 Crew hope to bring an urban audience closer to God with their smooth style and therapeutic lyrics:

Lord I don’t know what I’m struggling for
There’s go to be more
Than this life I know
But still I’m here fighting to never give up
I find strength in Your love                                                                                                                                                          And You will see me through                                                                                                                                                              -Group 1 Crew-

   And if you must know, nobody’s perfect

We screw up, we make mistakes

Have heart breaks, go through hard times

But you need to know that’s life

The world ain’t full of assholes

But they strategically placed

So that you could come across one every day

You know what I’m saying?

Sometimes things that happen in life are not part of a plan

But when that happens, don’t give up on your dreams!

Just find another way to reach em

Just give your food for thought, ladies and gentleman

Worrying won’t stop the bad from happening

But it will stop the good from being a joy

Yes sir!

-Game- Breakfast with Al Pacino

Wsup y’all! Its been a minute since I last shared a piece of my mind on these blog streets. My bad. Wasn’t intentional. Just been busy doing life (well, maybe being done by life) and boy, has this journey been torrid or what! See, I have been around this beautiful universe for slightly above a quarter of a century and believe you me, I have seen enough BS to confidently conclude that we are screwed up bigger than any other generation that came before us. People judge like they created ethics and morals, governments treat their own states like colonies, economic systems are so capitalist that the influential few grab the freely-given natural resources and sell them to the rest of us at exorbitant rates, and even religions now be fighting each other like rival siblings fighting for their father’s attention. Today, however, am not here to chant about how bad a state the society is in. Nah! Am here to talk to people like me, in the hope that they’ll feel appreciated.  I like the feeling I get from someone’s tears drying up and their hope being replenished. These are the beautiful things money can’t buy. So here’s to the misfits. Those that the society considers last, least, and lost.

Nobody sees my troubles,                                                                                                                                                     

They only see my struggle.

-2Pac-

This is for the ones who have been abused and broken. They are the misfits and screw ups. They are the ones who have been made fun of and teased. The ones who have been told they will never amount to anything. They are the ones who have probably lost their family and other loved ones. Their life is a constant battlefield. They live by faith and on hope. They hardly trust anyone anymore because they did it before and got stabbed in the back. They don’t know how to love anymore. Then like a miracle, they find people who are like themselves and form a bond. They become friends. With time they learn how to love again. They move on and look to the future. They eventually learn that a family formed out of friendship is sometimes stronger than one formed out of blood.

This is for the screw ups. The nobodies. The crazy ones. The weirdo’s. The misfits. The renegades.

“Live life fully while you’re here. Experience everything. Take care of yourself and your friends. Have fun, be crazy, be weird. Go out and screw up! You’re going to anyway, so you might as well enjoy the process. Take the opportunity to learn from your mistakes: find the cause of your problem and eliminate it. Don’t try to be perfect; just be an excellent example of being human.” 

 -Anthony Robbins-

To the ones who struggle with self-esteem; you hardly find acceptance which makes you feel unwanted. People always dismiss you because apparently your good aint never good enough. They shut you down every chance they get. Listen, do not write yourself off. NEVER. Let other people (a certain category we call haters) do it. Your business in this world is to live YOUR life, fiercely competing with YOURSELF in pursuit of the best version of YOU! Look out for opportunities and accept all sorts of challenges. Get on the ground, get on the grind. Sure, you probably won’t conquer the said challenge or be selected for that job, audition, hustle, or whatever, but not trying ensures that you don’t get whatever you are looking for. It’s like winning the lottery; you can say you have no chances of winning, but if you don’t buy a ticket, you literally cannot win. Also, stay far away from the negative people who add zero value to your life.

“Stay far from timid.

Only make moves when ya heart’s in it,

and live the phrase ‘sky’s the limit.”

-Notorious BIG-

Here’s to the unhappy ones. People look at you and judging by the face value, assume that your life must be heaven- but only you knows better. The victims of circumstances. Every day you encounter human beings who are not being human. To the socially frustrated who just don’t fit in anywhere; hey, just focus less on being accepted by others and more on accepting yourself. To you in marriages, friendships, families and other associations wrecked bad by hurtful internal woes. The academically absent. The psychologically drained. The mentally exhausted. The financially struggling. The spiritually lost. Do not fret, my people. Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.

You gotta be able to smile through the bullshit

-2Pac-

Those with unconducive jobs that have probably the most screwing-up potential in the world. The intimidatingly attractive on the outside but broken-beyond-repair (seemingly) on the inside. Those suffering insomnia every other night. The over-thinkers. The totally-misunderstood. The psychos. Congratulations for making it to #TeamScrewUps. Be glad, because contrary to the word on the streets, you are actually a piece of clay in the porter’s hands being crafted into a beautiful polished piece of awesomeness. Just hang on, take a day at a time, and keep praying. As they judge with the present in mind, you live with the end in mind.

“….and even though the world don’ notice us,

It don’ matter coz we mean the world to Jesus.”

-Lecrae-

 Here’s to all those who consider themselves physically unattractive. You look at the mirror and question “Why, God, why??”. The reflection on the mirror suggests that you’ll probably die alone. Hold up! Relax yourself. Quit complaining and sober up because it’s time to change your perspective. Stop looking at what you don’t have, and start being thankful for what you do have.

A big shout-out to all my people struggling with bad habits and you (or everyone) know that the trouble is real. The dope-boys. The party-animals. The law-breakers. You live on illegal but “well-rewarding” hustles such as poaching or selling drugs for “special hard-to-explain” reasons. The addicts. You cannot think straight without alcohol in your system and as a result you indulge time-in time-out in order to function. You picked up smoking on a totally experimental basis way back in your sweet-sixteen’s, or following one of those totally difficult turn of events that could only be overcome by a denial-inducing substance. Since you puffed a blunt for the first time you just couldn’t help yourself because the thrill was too good  to let go and eventually it developed into a habit. Now you are addicted. The law prohibits your habit and you know very well that it could land you in prison for years, but “fuckit!” You tell yourself. You use all sorts of drugs to achieve the “high” and you can’t help it. Your health is at risk, but you live for the moment. You went from abusing drugs to being abused by drugs. You know you need help, but you are already badly stigmatized because even your own family considers your situation another “msiba wa kujitakia”. You cannot afford rehab and the society judges instead of helping. Keep still and don’t panic my friend. Remember that just like catching the habit was a steady process, dropping it will be another process as well. It might prove to be one huge mountain to bring down, but with discipline, faith and consistency you eventually will. Remember that every new day is another chance to change your life. I know you can because sometimes, the only thing standing on your way is yourself. You have my blessings.

Then there are those of us who work hard on all sorts of options with no success forthcoming. Breakthrough is like that beautiful girl you want so bad and would do anything for, yet she just won’t even notice you regardless of the strategy you employ. They label you “unlucky and unfortunate”. You are mostly broke and the bills are driving you nuts. You owe everyone you call “friend” considerable amounts. They already got impatient with you five months ago and now they threaten to come for your neck should you fail to pay their dues in 2-weeks’ time. Now your friendships are all screwed up because you are the “parasite”. Your opinions are always dismissed because you have completely lost your “voice”. People say you are lazy and un-innovative, but they simply don’t understand! Relax bro. Take some time away from your immediate world/environment. Create time to do constant meetings with yourself and do some serious self-search. Figure out what (or who) needs to go! Figure out what other options you can take and what changes need to be made a.s.a.p. Have the courage to make the change, the strength to see you through it, and faith that everything will turn out for the best. Do not shy away from trying and do not fear losing. While at it, do you! Sometimes you have to do what’s best for you and your life, not what’s best for everybody else. Remember that as long as our Redeemer liveth, there is always a promise for a better tomorrow. Remind yourself that, “today could have been worse, and tomorrow can always be better”.

Being rejected from “something good” is sometimes being directed to something better”

A great shout-out to all the people living with special conditions. Physical incapacities, inherited chronic diseases or mental conditions such as psychosis and epilepsy. Maybe diabetes, schizophrenia, or any other. People call you all sorts of names; from cursed, demon-possessed, drug abuser, and other ignorant labels. They treat you like you are not a child of God. Those closest to you ignore you, hide you, and go to un-heavenly lengths to avoid you. The ones who would have eased your pain are the main source. The heartbreakers. You fear to approach the opposite sex and enter into relationships, either because your condition is considered a turn-off, or maybe you’re afraid that starting a family would pass on your DNA to your kids and the genetic predisposition will render your descendants into the same burdensome condition you are engulfed in. I feel for you, but above all I do constantly mention you in my prayers. That God will eventually heal your “beyond-medicine” condition. In the meanwhile, be thankful for life and focus on your individual purpose here on earth.

Hey you! You cannot love because you’ve been a fatal victim before. Deep down you want to leave the painful memories of the past behind you but the betrayal involved was too extreme to be assumed. As a result, you unconsciously forward your anger and resentment to anyone who walks into your life. It’s like the emotional part of you sort of died and now you don’t know how to love any more. You are stuck between “treat others how you wanna be treated” and “treat others how they treat you”. Hold up, sweetheart, you need to forgive and forget ( at least forgive). This way, you’ll have dealt with the past such that you can openly embrace whatever blessings the future brings. They say that anyone you meet will either be a blessing, or a lesson – With a positive perception, it is a win-win situation. Learn from your past mistakes and move on.

“Never be ashamed,’ he said. ‘Accept what life offers you and try to drink from every cup. All wines should be tasted; some should only be sipped, but with others, drink the whole bottle.’

‘How will I know which is which?’

‘By the taste. You can only know a good wine if you have first tasted a bad one.”

― Paulo Coelho, Brida

Next time, however, pause to think and employ some logic before putting your trust on anyone. Trust is earned. Don’t trust people who change their feelings with time. Trust those whose feelings remain the same when time changes. If you are holding grudges or are unwilling to forgive for whatever reason, it’s time to let go and act accordingly. Imagine that the person you are holding a grudge against fails to wake up tomorrow, would that make you regret your pride? Utilize the “Time-Therapy” – Time is a perfect healer. It has a way of showing us what really matters.

What’s more difficult, to love with a broken heart or to love a broken heart?, he asked.. “To let a heart remain broken” she replied.                                                                                                                                     -Anon’ source-

In conclusion, If you consider yourself a screw-up, first thing, accept whatever needs to be accepted and let go whatever needs to go! Be easy with your feelings, forgive and allow pain to fly away. Appreciate that life has offered you free lemons and start making lemonades. Even stars can’t shine without darkness. Don’t complicate things. Life is not that complex. It is not a mathematical problem to be constantly solved, but a God-given opportunity to be lived. Abundantly. Eat, Pray, Love, they say. Finally, as you start and end your day, be thankful for every little thing in your life. You will come to realize how blessed you truly are.