some sort of calm.


“my life is getting too wild – i need to bring some sort of calm to it.” -jay z.

it’s beginning to feel like the fall or 2002 all over again. around the time blueprint 2: the gift and the curse dropped.
the difference this time is this: i decide, and only me, what gets sacrificed and what doesn’t.
i’m losing friends. the summer has been too busy for me to get any conditioning in, so i’m in no position to fight for them to stay.

perhaps in the fall if it’s not too late.
as far as friendships go, this past year has been giving me too many 40 degree days. in the words of stringer bell:

“That’s like a 40-degree day. Ain’t nobody got nothing to say about a 40-degree day. Fifty. Bring a smile to your face. Sixty, shit, niggas is damn near barbecuing on that motherfucker. Go down to 20, niggas get their bitch on. Get their blood complaining. But forty? Nobody give a fuck about 40. Nobody remember 40.”

i’m working on taking it up to 80 at least. i love 80 degree days with no humidity.

can i share this day with you?

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two days away from opening night of my one-act play: TRIP THE LIGHT POETIC.
three days from: ALL THE THINGS YOU’D BE BY NOW IF TYLER PERRY’S WIFE WAS YOUR MOTHER.

and i’m not yet hype about it all.
but i hope to be.

many of my 80 degree day friends are coming.
we’ll sit in the sun and enjoy the shades.
that type shxt.

—–

eff your clichés: eat the gatdamn cake.

—–

and i’m not going to call it an epiphany or revelation.
i’ve always wanted to profess.
stand before a group of young people and tell them about the world and how it should be seen.
help them break their eyes & minds open and begin to see and think differently.

“Who made up these schools, I say
Who made up these rules, I say”
-lauryn hill

if you’re not going to teach the kids – don’t complain about how they turn out.

so…back on track:
i think i’ll become a professor sooner than planned. i was gonna wait until around 35 – grow a gray patch of hair, and wear loose fitting clothes & a dashiki every now and then and speak about revolution being impossible without bloodshed.

i have a theory that you can only catch the young ones at two stages in their life and be able to make a serious impact:
elementary school & college.

the brain of an elementary school student is fresh and new.
the brain of a college student is ready to accept things brand new and consider them. both are ready to make some huge impact on the world that may or may not ever come. but they will at least make a change on their own hardwood or carpeted floors.

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let’s talk about sex, drugs, hiphop friends for a second:
everyday i read a facebook status message – twitter update or some bullshxt that goes:

“blah blah blah fake ass friends blah blah blah bitches blah blah blah loyalty”

aside from my belief that females can’t really be friends for too long, i think most people are conditioned to find wack ass friends.
not directly taught this – but taught to live in boxes, thereby putting their friends in one – or selecting friends that won’t tear their box sides down.

no no no. choose friends wisely.
choose the friends that will support you.
choose the friends that will show up at show openings and curtain closings.
choose the friends that get your mom’s number just in case some shit goes down ’cause they know she’s your emergency contact.
choose the friends who will answer when you call.

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and i want to keep from boring you. enjoy the pictures from my yesterday & your 80 degree day…peace:











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