Wednesday, November 28, 2007

"Reality Bites"

"I can't believe it. He made it. He actually escaping." Oh, Sorry, I am engaged in a story and will come back to you in moment. "Go, GO, GOOOOO!. Alright. He made through the woods. Now, he can finally tell his family he loves them for the last time. He frantically rushes towards his wife arm's. He just about to reach her and SNAP! What happened? The man was hanging from a noose. He must've imagined that whole scenario before he was hanged". This is a a scene from a story that I read when I was a junior in high school. It is a perfect allusion to what everybody suffers from: REALITY!


According to Webster, he says Reality is real things, facts, or events taken as a whole; state of affairs. My definition of this term is the world that we live are forced and chosen to live in/ adapt to as time continues on. "Okay, what the HELL?" One of you would say as you spit out some drink (say juice (but not the movie cause that can make you go CRAZZZIEEE, CRAZZIE (R.I.P ODB)). Well, What I am talking deals with the daily situations that we force ourselves or allow ourselves to become involved in.

"FREEZE, NOBODY MOVE!" "EVERYBODY PUT THEIR HANDS UP" says the 5-0. They dropped the guns, so went the glory, and this is the way I must end this story (Big Ups to Slick Rick). This is a common scenario many young, minority, males face every single day of the year. Seriously, the stats are out there for those who want to look it up.

I started this particular post awhile ago to comment on the passing of Kanye's mother. I was saddened for him for he lost not only his mother, but his best friend. I saw a video of him just a few days later of where he broke down during a concert. His state of mind must be troubling to those around him, but equally troubling was the very manner in which she passed on (I will digress into a little later).

Yesterday, I saw on the news that Sean Taylor had been shot in leg in an burglary attempt in his house. The news throughout the day appeared to be grim with the constant reports by media outlets that the situation was bleak, but then news came that he was responsive to nurses commands in the hospital. I go to bed with some type of relief that there is still some things in the world we can point to for others to hold onto to hope. So, I guess the news this morning defeats the spirits to everyone who hold on to hope. My brother came to me this morning saying "Sean Taylor has died". My first response was disbelief for I thought I misheard him. I went to the television to see that the news was indeed true. So I ask the question: What World are we living in today?

In today's world, it seems that more than ever before that we live in a time where security is just a fantasy of the world we live in today. We all have a heightened sense of fear, angst, paranoia, and so many other descriptions the match the mood of out society. I mean, we live in a time where constant pressures of society forces of many individuals to match the unrealistic desires promoted in the public. This type of pressure puts many people in the unfortunate position of have some type of cosmetic work done on their, perfectly healthy, bodies. These procedures usually cause more harm than good and leaves these people to ask themselves: Was it worth it?

I wonder how someone can take away someone else's life for, basically, a couple of hundred of dollars. Do the consequences take a back seat to brief pleasure? Because of the allure of temporary gains, someone had their life taken away as their star started to shine. The most difficult part of this is that we have to come face to face with reality.

OH!! Reality, must we continue to confront your presence.

Actually, here is a little diatribe I have on Reality:

Reality is hardest to face in times we don't want to face it
It hits you when your vulnerability is at its peak
Your the one foe I can't seem to escape
Now matter how hard I try, your the first thing I wake up to in the morning
I mean, do you know the dreams and desires I have for the future
Do have to impede on my path to achieve a utopia for all on earth
My mind travels through boundless depths to understand your very existence
And as I journey through these depths, it seems that some small solution opens the door to so many other questions
I guess that I may never find a true explanation for what you are
This may be answer that I grudgingly have to accept
But I just ask, Do you have to bring your companions along
The first friend I see accompanying you is always in constant disbelief and frightened
The next friend I see accompanying you appears to always be in an distempered mood
But it is your third companion that alarms me the most
Your third friend comes and goes as it pleases, with no regard for others and seems to work only on its agenda, not matter how much others plead for you to change the results. It haunts the lives of so many others and clearly, has no clear explanation for what it does.
To the world, the titles of your three friends are shock, anger, and death.
I have consistently found other avenues to the world you force me into, but it seems that your presence is too much for me to bear.
So listen up reality, You may come to people in the worst, and rarely best, situations, but people will continue to hold on for hope.
Why, you ask? (Even if the situation is invariable) Because this may be the only item we have in our precious, and finite, lives.

People from all aspects of your life will come and go. Some of these you may not even have the pleasure of meeting, but their influence on your life will not be wavered. Just remember, people who you love and cherish in life do not die, they just pass on to a better place to protect you and all those who loved them. Just know that they will always hold a special place in your heart and that through even your darkest time, there right there with you.

So, peace to the nation, the people that represent, and those cats that never bug out to the extreme









R.I.P. to all the those lost through these times
Just know that you did not die in vain.

Yo, If word is bond
then Q is gone

2 comments:

Max said...

I always appreciate the hip hop bloggers that take the time to actually write. Good post.

-Max

apani said...

I feel your words. The loss of a family member is always crippling. I believe you never heal from it. The energy changes and you have to face it. You acclimate yourself to the new energy and perspective which can be scary at times. I mean life now is all about accepting reality. Things done changed like Biggie stated. Family ain't family no more like Ghost stated. Times have changed... and it's cool to look bummy and be a dumb dummy and disrespect your mummy..The immortal words of Slick Rick....

Peace