Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Maybe It's In the Air... (Last Blog Before the Summer That Changed My LIfe)

I really, really, REALLY need to go home.

I feel as though I am wearing out my welcome, and its becoming a struggle to be around people. I am a Psychology major, so people should be my area of expertise. Right now, I am stumped.

My best guy friend (with whom I have complicated feelings for)has gone clueless on me. Or maybe I've been clueless for at least a month.... I thought he was one of the few people on this campus that understood me. At times, it seems the air is clear, but add other people into the mix, and I have no clue what is going on. I wrote him a haiku last night while we were studying, and he looked at it like I'd written in Arabic. I was a little disappointed.

....plus...I had begun (even unknowingly to myself) to build up a sense of false hope of things changing between us. I wasn't expecting a dating relationship per se, but a distinct difference than what we were used to. It hit me sitting in that computer lab somewhere between 3 and 4 am, that things will NEVER change. I badly want to be in his life, but I realized that I must keep him at a distance.

I don't want to yearn for him the way he yearns for her. And she is "just a friend". Why make my misery worse?

But its not just his part in it that makes me uneasy, I'm not helping the situation either. A fear inside of me has reared its ugly head. I am afraid of not being close to him. But I won't allow myself to get close if it means my feelings for him will grow. I don't like the feeling I feel when "we three" are in the same room. I am not the jealous type and I can very clearly see why he adores her. She is a constant source of conversation between us, and I am never naturally bias in my advice.

I can tell a difference. In him, I mean. He playfully hugs me, yet he holds her. He writes poetry describing her, and I am merely an encouragement in the Art; a colleague.

What's this familiar pain I feel in my chest?

Homesickness doesn't paralyze me like this..........

Thursday, May 3, 2007

I Blame You...

B.E.T. it's your fault....

Once, you were a voice for the people, now you are an immoral preacher, the bringer of false doctrine. A head with two minds. At any moment you proclaim truth and religion, shining the Saints, beaming with worship to the Creator, but then your screen dims and you feed the lusts of men and women alike; exalting sin. You are more concerned with the glorification of ignorance, instead of the promotion of unity and wisdom.

Hip Hop, I blame you...

You used to be such a powerful tool; molding and shaping young individuals into a strong, intelligent, and political force, but now all you're good for is the defilement of the eye and ear gates. Slapping on dirty substance and calling it "thug life". You deceive our children into thinking that becoming a martyr for this lifestyle is honorable. You have lied to us, Hip Hop.

Crack cocaine, I hate you...

You make my sisters deny their spirits for a hit of you. We sell our babies and our bodies for your temporal sense of sustenance. You make us give birth to addicts, meanwhile chasing their fathers away. I despise your power, and I seek to disarm you.

Marijuana...you are filth...

You bring unclean wealth into the hands of our young men, teaching them, not the principles of business and the substance of a hard day's work, but the industry of taking addiction to the masses. You deceive many by claiming you're not addictive, yet you slyly maintain your presence in and outside of our neighborhoods. I wish you would just go away, and let my people go.

Alcohol, I'm speaking to you too. Lust, you have got to go.....Pride, your presence makes me sick.

What has happened to us? What happened to the people who stood for what's right? Now, we lay down...

We lay down for fame. For sex. For drugs. For pleasure.

What happened to the time where we valued one another? Took care of one another? What happened to the time where we treated our women like queens? Our men like leaders with honor and respect?

We have traded one form of slavery to another. God says you are FREE....