JUHSTYS.

I’m sitting in my documentary class watching a documentary on the infamous music festival that occured in the Watts area of L.A. in 1972. Man, the soul, the passion, the character, the spirit is literally pouring out of the screen as I watch. As I was young I would always ask my Mom about her childhood, I’d look at old pictures of my family with all the afros, the funky ass clothes, the sweet looking rides, the togetherness, and the music…oh Lord the music. Coming home from school (elementary to middle) my Mother would have on 96.3 playing the oldies. The Temptations, Arethra, Stevie, Nina, Al, you name it, I heard it and I loved it. I would always ask myself, why do I like this music better than the stuff I’m hearing today. Granted I was young and I was in for some monumental times in music, personally and socially. However, the vibe just never matched what I felt while observing my history. Not even my history, BLACK history. So understanding the feeling, I came to the conclusion that I grew up in the wrong era. I felt that way for a looooooong time. Fast forward to 2012, I look around from the Twitter, to the Facebook, to the music, to what’s on T.V., all the way to friendships, and to the political climate. The only thing, or set of words that come to my mind is..”What in the hell happened?” I’m not talking about to our government, or the severe lack of quality in art of all forms. I’m talking about us, the once used to be rich African American culture. I feel like I wrote this entry already, but ehh…screw it. Why did…better yet, why do we let these things stop us, freeze us, bind us from enriching our fellow brother and sister? A more important question, why do people feel the need to stop, freeze, and bind other people from the enrichment that they on all accounts deserve? Out of all the messed up things that occur in today’s world, people who knowingly sabotage (and constantly do it) the life of another’s in whichever way are the people who I believe are the blight of this here Earth and frankly do not deserve to live. From the credit card scammers, vandals, government crooks, infidels, cheaters, I can go on for hours. What makes the situation even more dire is that today we nees unity, enrichment, enlightenment more than ever and yet, everyone chooses to ignore it. Have people forgotten where we came from? Did we even know? The need for love for our friends, the need for love for man and woman, the need for love our families..shit the simple need for families is so severe. With all the evolution in society success of our spirits and hard work should be damn near quadrupled from our ancestors. We have to DO, simple as that. TCB. You’re right, its not your fault the government robs and robs and robs us of what’s righteously ours, its not our fault HBCU’s are far less funded than regular colleges, institutes, and universities, it’s not your fault your car broke down, or the rent and car insurance got raised, or your father and even mother wasn’t in your upbringing as a child, or the police prey on us to lock us away, or your boyfriend or girlfriend came into your life, took everything you owned and skated with someone else. It will never be our fault, but we are at fault when we let these things, that’s all they are too JUST THINGS, slow us down and stop us from progression. It may tilt the scale but knock you off your balance. I promise you, loosing your balance is one thing…but getting it back? So much of another ball game. I’ve let people and things literally come in and wreck my whole being. Loosing balance and all that, granted I hardly knew balance. I grew up in a house with ALL women. Literally, a hard working mother, an annoying ass but loving sister, a Grandmother who I can’t even find the perfect word to describe the high value of her life, an aunt, and three cousins which were all girls. I grew knowing one end of the spectrum fully and vaguely understanding the other side. I don’t blame my Dad, I personally don’t play the blame game. What I feel is right and wrong is between God, him, and I. His absence however, with no doubt do I believe is responsible for a lot of the imbalance I’ve encountered with myself, my Mother and other people. The thing is do stop and say it’s all on Pops? No. I have to find it myself. It has taken too much just for me to know how deeply blessed I am and I let anything simple such as fear and people stop me. All in all, everybody has been oppressed. Black, white, Asian, Spanish, etc., just don’t ever feel as if it’s your fault, more importantly don’t ever let it stop you from achieving the great stature in your life that you deserve, don’t ever take that stature from some one else, SHARE IT! It’s sooo hard to share love today, if that ain’t the truth I don’t know what is lol. It shouldn’t be though, love should be the most easiest thing to give in the world. Don’t let the adversities freeze us, Love Always Shines Everytime Remebers to Smile. Lol. Black is beautiful, we are all beautiful.

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