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Tuesday, 04 July 2006

  • “Control Of Value” by: Joshua Landicho

     

                What are the most important things in life? Where are beliefs based from, and how do they manage to attain the significance given them? Who decides what is right from wrong? Often by simple observation, individuals establish standards of living that are signified by the solidarity of their practices. However, what some people might consider to be essential points to live by, others may not perceive as sacred. Whether it is ethically, spiritually, professionally, or morally upheld, there always exists an opposing end of the spectrum and those who stand in between. These different beliefs are given their importance through experience and cognitive understanding. Important ideals are what we hold close to us, that is why they are considered “values”. Although there is constant movement and growth throughout an individual’s lifetime, values are usually picked up during adolescence, when a child is most receptive to the world around them. In hooks’ book Where We Stand: Class Matters, she states, “In a culture where money is the measure of value, where it is believed that everything and everybody can be bought, it is difficult to sustain different values” (47).

    Hooks is conveying that when society finds an individual’s worth based on the degree of monetary capital, different principles become hard to uphold. Through spreading propaganda, present culture teaches a meaningful life is determined by the amount of one’s material possessions. Enough of this “poison” is able to cause fragments in one’s value system. For example, television constantly shows the extravagance of luxurious lifestyles, underlying the notion that having lots of money is the easiest way to live a happy, substantial life. These become the lives we struggle to pursue and clone today. Everywhere we turn there is something trying to be sold to us, promising a sense of fulfillment through tangible indulgence. Subliminal messages in magazine ads, television commercials, billboards, and even newspapers quietly whisper answers to our problems with a catchy sales pitch. This daily bombardment leaves very little space to create our own definition of personal value. We mechanically and subconsciously allow mass media and gimmick dictate how we should live and who we should be. The glamour and glitz of celebrity icons left us lost in a trance and simultaneously neglecting our own worth. Suddenly we have become pathological consumers, constantly feeling the need to buy more things to further distract ourselves from our own reality. Little do we know—we are roused with marketing schemes and lies. Reactions of the middle and lower classes across the nation are to work laboriously, living check-to-check just to attain the newest craze on the street. Uninterrupted, America has evolved into a self-sufficient materialism-based mechanism. Therefore different standards such as family values become more and more strenuous to maintain. Many times those principles are even compromised or forgotten about altogether. These are the oppressive but remarkably accepted results of the system hard at work.

    Luckily, there are people against mass deception who sometimes use the same strategic methods to educate the masses to open their eyes and witness reality. Through music, film, and literature, Americans who are aware of the system’s cunning disinformation serve as the present-day revolutionary voices of consciousness. Bell Hooks falls under the few, not fundamentally as an advocate of values, but of truth. In turn, I’ve allowed myself to fall in line with many others who, being raised in this type of consumer-driven society, are stuck in the rut of false hope and pretension. But after learning about the different ways we are manipulated and exploited, I have taken a personal stand against the powers that be, against “the man”. Self-awareness has empowered me from becoming swallowed into the statistic of leading a robotic life in the shadows of ignorance. Continual material purchasing in excess will only contribute to the changing attitudes towards the poor by further debasing values, misdirecting attention from the most crucial issues. I have chosen not to be victimized by consumerism and materialism. However, I have also come to the realization that it is not solely these things in essence that negatively impact my life and millions of others searching for peace of mind. But it is the imbalance and obsession of money and consumption that is unhealthy and ultimately leads to a slave-like way of life. We need to get free, because the “masters” will continue to insist on the demoralization of the poor until all those disadvantaged find themselves done digging their own graves with a platinum-plated shovel, unprepared to lay six-feet deep under false shame. 

     

Wednesday, 14 June 2006

  • There's two kinds of people. There's people who talk. And there's people who walk. There's no in between people. People who walk don't talk cuz they're occupied with walking. People who talk stagnate. They watch people who walk pass them and they judge them, then eventually lose sight of them and watch other walkers who soon cross their path. Or their post I mean.

    I'm honestly too busy living. I'm attempting to not be inside my own head too much because mental claustrophobia is more probable for those who decide to spend most of their time in their boxed-up heads. You can't possibly have an out-of-body experience and listen to your inner dialogue simultaneously. But you CAN totally be aware of your reactions every second, and inadvertently interact with the world. But it's impossible to see the world in first and second person at the same time. It's impossible to live life and understand life simultaneously. Understand? Knowledge is limited. Expand your knowledge through experience, through awareness, through understanding.

    The only reason for my constant flow with MY world is so that I can finally live. See I've been learning and learning and staying outside my own actions with a complete sense of observation. I've always had a hunger to grow and learn. The majority of my lifetime so far has been spent watching and learning, and very little time initiating and moving proactively. One of the many things I picked up is that dipping in and out of complete awareness to complete execution collides hard in the contradicting parts of 'knowledge'. So what I've decided to do is take all which I've learned so far, sift out the shit I don't agree with and leave in the shit I wanna eventually use in my lifetime. Basically I've been learning to "talk" so much that I'm pickin and choosin what I know to use in the way I "walk". I'm used to seeing folks living their lives. Good... Bad... Whatever. The ex-factor in this scenario is the reality that I'm seeing others live their lives. THEIR lives. THEIR PATHS. And what, I'm supposed to stay on the sidelines my WHOLE LIFE and take notes? Fuck nah b, I'm done with that. I've been set off on my OWN quest.

    Life's way too short to try and learn how to swim outside the water. Maybe, just maybe YOU can actually get it down one day, but why wait til then to make REAL moves?

    If you're on the "sidelines" booing and cheering people, don't you think it's time to ante the fuck up? Start your path b. Or maybe staying posted is part of your path. I'll tell ya, it's hard trying to find evolution in a place where the organism and the environment are a perfect match. It's hard to find balance when you're so used to tip-toeing. Doesn't that shit get frustrating though?

    He's superficial. She's materialistic. He's this. He's that. I know. I'm smart. But why ain't I happy? Well I guess I'll stand here and wait for happiness to find me. Nah man.

    M O V E .

    Like Juelz said "don't watch me nigga--watch tv"

    Post Script: I ain't writing in this blog shit much cuz it's part of my "talk". Like I said I'm trying to "walk" now so..... nice talking to ya, but I gotta jet. Peace bruvva.

Wednesday, 07 June 2006

  • This Here Is REAL Music...

    I Gotta Find Peace Of Mind

    I gotta find peace of mind
    I know another cord...
    I gotta find peace of mind
    See, this what that voice in your head says
    When you try to get peace of mind...
    I gotta find peace of mind, I gotta find peace of mind
    He says it's impossible, but I know it's possible
    He says it's impossible, but I know it's possible
    He says there's no me without him, please help me forget about him
    He takes all my energy, trapped in my memory
    Constantly holding me, constantly holding me
    I need to tell you all, all the pain he's caused, mmmm
    I need to tell I'm, I'm undone because, mmmm
    He says it's impossible, but I know it's possible
    He says it's impossible without him, but I know it's possible
    To finally be in love, and know the real meaning of
    A lasting relationship, not based on ownership
    I trust every part of you, cuz all that I... All that you say you do
    You love me despite myself, sometimes I fight myself
    I just can't believe that you, would have anything to do
    With someone so insecure, someone so immature
    Oh you inspire me, to be the higher me
    You made my desire pure, you made my desire pure
    Just tell me what to say, I can't find the words to say
    Please don't be mad with me, I have no identity
    All that I've known is gone, all I was building on
    I don't wanna walk with you, how do I talk to you
    Touch my mouth with your hands, touch my mouth with your hands
    Oh I wanna understand, the meaning of your embrace
    I know now I have to face, the temptations of my past
    Please don't let me disgrace, where my devotion lays
    Now that I know the truth, now that it's no excuse
    Keeping me from your love, what was I thinking of?
    Holding me from your love, what was I thinking of?
    You are my peace of mind, that old me is left behind
    You are my peace of mind, that old me is left behind
    He says it's impossible, but I know it's possible
    He says it's improbable, but I know it's tangeable
    He says it's not grabbable, but I know it's haveable
    Cuz anything's possible, oh anything is possible
    Please come free my mind, please come meet my mind
    Can you see my mind, oh
    Won't you come free my mind?
    Oh I know it's possible
    Anything, anything, anything, anything, anything, yeeey
    Anything, anything, anything, anything, yeeey
    Anything, anything, anything, anything, anything, yeeey
    Oh free! Free, free, free your mind
    Free, free your mind... free, free your mind
    Free, free, free, free your mind
    Oh, it's so possible, oh it's so possible
    I'm telling you it's possible, I'm telling you it's possible
    Free, free... free, free... free, free... get free now
    Free, free... free, free, free, free... free, free
    You're my peace of mind, that old me is left behind
    You're my peace of mind, you're my peace of mind
    He's my peace of mind, he's my peace of mind
    He's my peace of mind, he's my peace of mind
    What a joy it is to be alive
    To get another chance, yeah
    Everyday's another chance
    To get it right this time
    Everyday's another chance
    Oh what a merciful, merciful, merciful God
    Oh what a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful God

     
    Lauryn Hill: Unplugged
     
    If you haven't listened to it yet you really should go pick it up. Fuck what you heard this is the realest stuff heard--not in a long time--but EVER. If you get the dvd you can even see one of Bob Marley's kids getting down with her on the bongos. Shit reminds me of my Solid Thoughts days, but aside from all that the music is really on a different level. If you can't handle it you must not be focused.
     
    Get Free.

Monday, 29 May 2006

  • "...And when you pass we're gonna reminisce about how your time was spent..." - Politix

    You pick your poisons in life. Decide what you slowly want to kill yourself with. Well? Money? Actual drugs? Women? Education? Music? We're inevitably gonna choose at least one thing to drain us of our life force ability to balance. Just be content with what you pick, do it for yourself. Life's a bitch then you die, but don't just get high cuz you never know when your gonna go.

    Get in where you fit in.

    Gnarls Barkley - Crazy

    I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
    There was something so pleasant about that place
    Even your emotions have an echo
    And so much space

    And when you're out there
    Without care,
    Yeah, I was out of touch
    But it wasn't because I didn't know enough
    I just knew too much

    Does that make me crazy
    Does that make me crazy
    Does that make me crazy
    Possibly

    And I hope that you are having the time of your life
    But think twice
    That's my only advice

    Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are
    Ha ha ha bless your soul
    You really think you're in control

    Well, I think your crazy
    I make your crazy
    I think you're crazy
    Just like me

    My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
    And all I remember Is thinking, I want to be like them
    Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
    And it's no coincidence I've come
    And I can die when I'm done

    But maybe I'm crazy
    Maybe you're crazy
    Maybe we're crazy
    Probably

     

     

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