Fitting it all in

It's guaranteed to happen, every time. There's always someone who hasn't seen it before.
"There's no way that's all going to fit" they will inevitably say.
I don't even look their way, I just say "maybe it won't "
It's a troupe. I know it will all fit, It always does.. but they never believe it until they see it for themselves.
They will stand there gaping, sometimes remarking to a fellow onlooker, "There's no way is there?"
As bit by bit it slowly makes it, they start to smile, as if they are watching some illusion taking place.   
As I get close to having it all in, I will usually glance over to see the face of slight disappointment as they expected me to fail.
I don't fail, and as the last bit goes in I always slam it shut...
I guess there are some interesting things about working at the flea market.

The Struggle

Just though these were some words that hit home,

"Are You In That Mood Yet?"

Yo, I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knockin' at my front door
I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another day another struggle, yo
I know it's fucked up what a lack of cake'll do
A few people wanna move in and stay wit you
You wish you could help 'em all, but you ain't able to
Cause the rent's a lil' late plus the cable's due
You and your girlfriend are beefin' in a serious way
You used to be faithful (NOW) you at a curious stage (for real)
Finally got your mind made on going your separate ways WAIT
Nah homeboy, her period's late now THINK
Your time's runnin out do it quickly (WHY?!)
Cause she starts crying, mood's gettin sticky
If I don't want it she'll want nuttin to do wit me
JUST GET THE ABORTION AND I'LL GIVE YOU THE 250!
But if you say that to her than you wrong
You ain't think bout that you was gettin your groove on
Can't take care of myself nevermind a new born
I guess the pussy got too good for too long
Seems like my money goes by too easy
Why I hate that my job only pays bi-weekly
Hoopty done shitted, you spendin more money tryin to fix it
Than when you did tryin to get it (C'MON!)
Fridge is empty, but I survive the hunger
Who the fuck keeps callin from this private number?
There's crime on my mind and my nails are dirty
The floors are real cold in the jails of Jersey
Depression starts talkin and his voice is raspy
CAUSE HE AIN'T SHUT THE FUCK UP IN 3 AND A HALF WEEKS!
Look, beard is full, hair is nappy
These jeans ain't mine so they way too baggy
Priorities fucked shit startin to gas me
It's like my lil' man's life slipped right past me (talk to em)
Startin to trap me
His name's Dwayne SO WHY THE FUCK MY SON KEEP CALLIN' HIM DADDY?!
Same shit that I feared after all these years
I gotta breathe I can't believe my ears
Wipin out my eyes I'm damn near in tears
But you can't be mad, you know you ain't been there (nah)
Grab his moms I throw her against the door
But in the back of your mind you know it ain't her fault (nah)
I ain't mad at all, I'm just bothered
I get honest for real I ain't been the best father like
Toys 'R Us, Chuck E Cheese
You know a lil' boy grow up wit these needs
New Year's or Christmas, even the birthday
At least bring the nigga to his school on the first day (OHHHH)
I can't believe it, this the same way that I was treated
So maybe it's history repeated
I know it sounds sick the idea of havin another kid
But this one it really feel like it's his (OHHHH)
It's the truth and I hate that fact
WAIT, shouldn't of said that I take that back
Look, I apologize let's rewind this whole story like NaS
C4 just erase that track (C'MON!)
I don't care if only the track trust me
FUCK! what niggaz say only God can judge me
FUCK! what niggaz heard or think or even thought
Tried to fix my shortcomings I just came up short
Ya heard? 

 

 

[Joe Budden]

How it feels to be free.

One of the best performances of this song. Though I am not well equipped to analyze it musically or philosophically, it does seem to really get at it's own meaning. Thought I would share is all.

The Feminist Agenda: Unexpectedly Awesome

The Feminist Agenda: Unexpectedly Awesome:





This post was specifically designed to point out this blog which is full of neat feminist observations about life,

The space between understanding and final product

There appears to be a transformation that occurs with any really good idea,

  
 the epiphany or conception, when it all seems to new and the possibilities just start to illuminate themselves.
   Then there is something else,
        there is the hard work to take that original or new idea and flesh it out into something real and meaningful. This is where the movies only play and cut scene collage of the tough moments and the journey. The reality is quite nasty, as it is during this time that the ups and downs shape and transform the idea into a reality and this will take its prisoners without the awareness normally capacitive with someone who is not immersed in the extrapolation of the newness of an idea...
       but only through this journey can and idea become solid and firm and real as a part of this world, it must stand this first trail if it is ever to maintain and become a part of the larger consciousness of thought.
       If the ideal is good enough, it can repair all that it has destroyed, it can even make things better, in the end, for all involved. That is why we pursue these ideas, because we can see how it can be, if we succeed.

      I need this time, to make my ideas real and solid, I will make haste, as much as I can.


    

      

Robin James spells out the reasons why we should rethink our views on teen idol music.




While I may not be a music theorist in the least, her historical references really reinforce the message of prejudice that is in place through our social devaluing of teen idol music. I also think we can envision mechanisms that this bias is employed through,  though it is not simply a single 'patriarch' handing out social value.
 Much like a high school clique, the assessment of social value is up to those who were there first, those on top. It is up to this class of social elites to hand down the generic rules of what is valued socially.