Survive

When your voice becomes weak, continue to speak
I know it’s getting low, and slow, a faint heartbeat
Please believe, you can be revived, God lives inside
So focus within, and louder and stronger you’ll stay alive

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Stress Defense Mechanisms

As with anything that I ever write, I say what I learn from experience.
And even though I don't consider myself to be a 'stressed out' person, in general, this year has thrown me the most 'stress-provoking' situations and circumstances. From losing too many people close to me than I ever thought was possible in one year, to beginning my second and last year at a JC and feeling the immense pressure of transferring on-time, to learning how to strengthen my mind & be independent and standing on my own two feet--let's just say I've been doing a lot of 'getting-out-of-my-comfort-zone' and understanding what it takes to really survive and get what you want and need in this world. This cold, cold world.

Whenever I'm going through any kind of stressful or painful time, I'm constantly aware the stages my mind goes through. Which is why I feel my consciousness is what made me to become a writer, it only makes sense.

But, I noticed the natural process of my mind, at least, is, when my brain becoming too congested and too much stress or pressure may be on me, it acts out a defense mechanism that reverts my mind back to my childhood. My mind will automatically bring me back to the 'little girl' dreams or fantasies or memories when we were kids. The innocent, untouched, pure dreams we envisioned when we were younger. The other day, I was sitting and reading a homework assignment for English class and, I honestly do love most of the readings, but this particular one was extremely bland; tasteless. I caught myself putting down my book and going to find my old 'junk box', and picking out my old Lizzie McGuire book. (Don't judge me). I smiled, reminiscing on the now, odd and funny idea that I used to literally be OBSESSED with Hilary Duff and her show when I was about-oh, 9 and 10 years old. I opened up and started reading--it was one of those play-by-play episode books--and remembering how much we used to love simple plot stories as young kids.

I guess when it really comes down to it, it's the natural simplicity we miss. The simplicity that we now have to create, as adults.

This whole process, I believe is our mind's defense mechanism to stress--sometimes we need to revert back to our childhood 'good ol' days' or call up our old best friend--it is for alleviation and relief. Like an Advil you pop, and everything seems a little better. I wonder if others experience this too.. it could be a survival tool. Maybe some don't utilize this tool and ignore or reject the natural instinct? Maybe not everyone really goes through this or is fully conscious to recognize their childhood desires or nostalgia? Could it be just me?

HIP-HOP

"But once the man got to her, he altered the native
Told her if she got an image and a gimmick
That she could make money, and she did it like a dummy
Now I see her in commercials, she's universal
She used to only swing it with the inner-city circle
Now she be in the burbs lookin' rock and dressin' hip
And on some dumb shit, when she comes to the city
Talkin about poppin glocks, servin rocks, and hittin switches
Now she's a gangsta rollin with gangsta bitches
Always smokin blunts and gettin drunk
Tellin me sad stories, now she only fucks with the funk
Stressin how hardcore and real she is
She was really the realest, before she got into show-biz"-Common/I Used to Love H.E.R

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One word: Dope!

Something

It's important to realize every individual was brought into this life equipped with different things, meant to do different things... So a person's purpose in life isn't always just one thing.

Odd Paradox That Crossed My Mind Today

Talent is like a disease. If it's caught early, there's a high chance of a successful outcome. If it's caught late, there's still the possibility of a successful turnout but the chances are way lower.

The Best Things (Part 1)

The things they'll do for people to know their name
The devilish ways we get manipulated for fame
The extent people go to lose themselves in the game
I'm not saying I wouldn't be the same,
But you gotta know to step back when you get too close to the flame
I really wish y'all would change,
some of the ways you choose to maintain
To save yourself or what remains
Takes more than physical strength,
It's about spiritual regain...

Calmness is key,Calamity thrives on the weak

Common Sense Isn't So Common

I've always loved Common every since I was probably 7. The blog I wrote titled "Com-tro-vers[e]-y" was a little something about the "controversy" that sparked a couple weeks ago when Rapper/Poet Common was asked to perform at the White House for Poetry Night. His poetry and raps always leave me breath-taken. He's a genius. Creative, inspirational, positive, progressive and optimistic at a level that most can't even begin to comprehend. He is a beautiful, amazing artist and here is a piece he shared that night in fact:

Levelness

There must be a certain type of balance in the world. I’m talking about a balance in the sense of the good and bad in people. Now, I know I haven’t met every single human being walking this earth, and I probably never will, but it’s an idea that comes from a general sense of the different kinds of people we’ve met and known.

We’ve witnessed complete opposites before: The child murderer and the heaven-sent granddaughter you’ve always wanted. The extremely poor and the filthy rich. And then there are the opposite kinds of people we frequently find: The humble, giving humanitarian woman who is timid, soft-spoken versus the arrogant, rude, stubborn douche bag who doesn’t give 2 shits if you are a second away from dying right in front of his eyes. In relationships, we know the person who only gives, loves, gives, and gives more but doesn’t know when or how to give-up on the person undeserving of them. There is also the person who only knows how to take; completely heartless, selfish & will clearly never feel what it is to truly care about someone else.
These extreme cases of personalities makes me believe that there lies a fair balance in the world between different kinds of people. So could there be, for every asshole in the world a lovable caring and giving person in return? Not exactly; but there could be a fair balance of negative and positive energy in people that lies in the world. Since none of us will ever be able to confirm that, it is something we can only ponder about, but, it is a possibility.

I mean, no one will be able to evaluate, count and determine ever person’s morality and personality, but that blank answer gives us a place to believe that maybe, there is a level of fairness in the world—that we just can’t see. Or maybe it’s just a nice thought to think of the world that way?

Who knows.

Adele the Beautiful

I really do love this song. A lot.

Lively

I came face to face with my sins
Fought hard the urges I held within
I reflect on the way we live
And realize we can't die to win
I learned its apart of us
Sometimes we can't even trust us
But I still maintain, 'cause I know everyday is a blessing from above
Everyday is a chance for spiritual regain
You know God is alive, and you're doing right when everything starts to fall into place
And all your fears an worries start to fade....

Step One Cut-throat

I tried to tell 'em it's not always what you think
What doesn't kill you only leaves you on the brink
Of going half-crazy, you feel your heart shrink

After you've heard the truth behind the lies
You realize what their really saying in between lines
You've felt the cold too many times
And you've given up even when the other claims they're still tryin'


It's the cycle we're on as we live
You feel life often takes out of you more than you can give

I know where it hurts, I've felt the reprecussions
Let the pain go, show 'em where your heart is living

Sometimes we look so far out, before we can even look within.
What makes us feel so insecure about looking within....

Com-tro-vers[e]-y

The fire in my heart burns too strong
The fire in my heart won't allow me to move on
The fire in my heart is the catalyst for this song...


All they wanna do is simplify what they hear,
Refuse to see the bigger picture, the peace we try to adhere
It's funny how one line misunderstood,
can call your whole career something against for all that it stood.

Untitled

Those memories that seem like they were just yesterday,
Always hold that feeling in a certain way.
I always told myself I'd never look back on my past,
But in my retrospect for life I tend to hold on to what lasts.
I've been ready to forgive you, if you are ever ready to admit you did wrong in the first place.
Darling, I've seen the clearest reflection of myself in the mirror, confronted myself face to face.
You have a choice, don't stay stuck in this space.
Find the courage to fight off your demons, instead of being chased.