Believe It. Do It.

You have to create your own opportunities in life.  Never expect and never count it until it’s in your pocket.  Words mean nothing to many.  To others, words are of great intent, but can’t always be met.  To few, words bind like blood.

Other people will be there along the way, to aid you, to hold you back.  But push yourself, because it’s yourself that’s going to get you through.  Be smart.  Be resourceful.  Be honest.  Be humble.  Be selfless.  Be positive.  Be firm.  Be wise.

Never stray from who you are, and who you want to be.  Never forget your past, and the people in it.  Have will.  Have conscience.  Have confidence.  Have strength.  Have heart.  Have open mind.  Have understanding.  Have love.  You will rise.

But rising is nothing if you do not hold true….to you.

 

– B

 

Original X: Bach

 

 

 

UC Davis Protest Incident – 11.18.2011

As an alum, I’ve been keeping up on the incident that occurred at UC Davis this past week.  I see both sides, but feel the ending actions of the Campus PD were over-dramatic and not needed.  This event brings to mind concerns of how the UC Davis administration will handle future protests and other happenings of the same caliber.

The UC Davis Chancellor, Linda P.B. Katehi, sent out a statement condemning the Campus PD officers’ actions, even informing everyone that the 2 officers that issued the pepper spray have been put on administrative leave.  She has promised to begin a thorough investigation.  But, once again, this remains an incident that could have been avoided.

Hmmm….what do you think?  Were the students/protesters in the wrong for staying when told to leave?  Or was the UC Davis Campus PD over-ambitious with their power, displaying reckless actions and an absolute recognition that they are not properly prepared/trained for incidents such at this?

We have to have reasonable cause for protesting.  Although it is personal opinion to consider any cause worth protesting for, one must truly think about his/her actions before, while and after they demonstrate.  Perhaps, the smarter action here would have been to listen to the UC Davis administration and then return after the weekend, then carrying on the protest in a the peaceful manner which was intended.

This isn’t to say the protesters were not peaceful.  But they most definitely provoked the harm that came to them.  Was the harm valid?  Most definitely not.  Again, the cops over-reacted.  Period.

We have to be smart in our decisions as people.  I’m all for giving everything to a cause worth giving everything to.  But the question here is was this cause worth the outcome, right or not?  This is the debate that I’m throwing back and forth in my mind.  Was this cause of these protesters really worth putting themselves in the way of the harm that came to them?  The cops were wrong.  But were the protesters wrong for provoking the cops to begin with when they could have went about things differently, possibly even solidifying a more successful outcome?

Now it just seems like another unacceptable occurrence of abuse of power with the true intent of the protest being washed away amid the media’s pouncing and meticulously chosen pin-pointing.  The reasons of the protesters really won’t even be validated.  All that will likely be remembered here is the violence.  Is that what was wanted?

I could think about it for days.  Let’s just hope everyone learns from their mistakes.

With fight comes change.  But that change isn’t always what was desired….or even good for that matter.

 

Go Campus PD….NOT!

 

 

– B

 

 

 

Help Some Brothas Out! Local, Young Director, Jeremy Guinn, and band Speak No More Music Video

Sup everyone. My bud Jeremy Guinn is in preproduction for a music video with a Northern California band called Speak No More. They are in need of some funding for their true vision to come to life. Check out the link below and see what you can do to help some brothas out! I may jump on board with this shoot as well, if time permits. So, I’ll keep you up to date! Believe It. Do It.

http://www.indiegogo.com/Speak-No-More-Silhouette

Wishin’ to Sippin’ Minus tha Flippin’

Lookin’ forward to tha dinner that I got comin’ feelin’ like a winner, cuz I got more projects comin’ out my space like I was on MySpace, no sinner, HA!  You know that’s a fibber, cuz we all gots a little negativ-O.  Just gotta push past, be better, on tha real-THO. Everyday can pay like ATM foreva. It’s sad that life’s gotta be all about tha chedda. Sometimes too much to take.  But then I sip a drank, girl wanna kiss, let her. Not worth tha stress when you can take tha positive, mix a little hard work, create opportunity, now yo ridin’ with that leatha, seats, coats, lining on boats, I’m on, bitch. Life will change if you decide to switch. Be strollin’ on beaches like Abercrombie & Fitch, plane to Rio in a sinch.  You be havin’ that nervous twitch countin’ life inch by inch.  Come on mang, pull yourself up by those britches and get out those ditches, off tha street corners, off tha games, leave those lames, that would hold you back, get off that couch, you ain’t no slouch.  It’s there for tha takin’ if you quit tha bakin’.  You know you’ve been thinkin’. You can keep runnin’, wishin’ you was stunnin’. But you know you just need that focus. Stop runnin from those locusts. Be tha bug master, ninja turtles Baxter, swat some flies with your blaster. Speakin’ of glow rays, your dim night is brightened, the light that lays in your soul, all tha lights, Kanyes.  Take tha dark, pour it my poor bro, funnel.  Bright lights…..Light at the end of that tunnel.

3rd Star to the Left

Ain’t no stoppin’ what can’t be stopped.

Ain’t no rushin’ what comes despite the props.

Stars fade and oceans cease.

But they were here.

So says what they leave.

Maybe if it’s pushed,

Maybe if it’s never quit,

Maybe if it’s faced with that single something more than it,

Forcing itself to allow what it would never before admit,

So it may be embedded in the streams amongst the eternal drifts.

Inside it rests, and inside it shall stay.

Only to release what calls from inside,

Such is the way.

No reasons left to ponder or worry,

Feel the pain that’s held back the truth all along,

Engulfing all the good and promise with fury.

There it is,

Without judgment,

Without hurry.

Without the faults constantly aligned with the gateways to purgatory.

Finding itself glowing as it rides the cool breezes far beyond clouds,

So, celestially.

Writing its story with the grace of its being,

Leaving behind the tale of its powerful heart

Powerfully beating.

 

 

Original X: Bach

 

 

 

Go

Life truly is as a river, flowing, streaming across the vast space of our being. But where it shall take us is not completely set.  If we swim hard even, we can battle even the greatest of torrents, the most powerful of currents.

It is in our spirit the river awaits. It is our will the river follows. Once we choose to go against the river our life truly begins. Once we find our way the river’s flow will guide us further.

It challenges us.  It builds us.  It makes us who we are.  When we’re ready, it takes us the rest of the way.

It may seem the same, our journey’s end.  But the journey itself alters every perception, bringing different acceptance, new content, drifting from what we thought we knew to nothing we’ve ever known at all.

Continuum.  Always appearing the same.  But never the same at all.

 

Original X: Bach

Delicate Man

It’s funny to me, lot’s of things, but this thing in particular I speak of resides in macho.  Macho can make a man more than he is.  And it can make him even less depending on the outcome.  Macho lies and it hollers respect.  It covers true selves and it relishes in intimidation.  People will bow to it.  Others will laugh.  But there’s always a thought of, “Hmmmmmm…..”

Women tend to enjoy it, despite their common laughter and hate sessions supreme….wets their lower dreams.  Hell, I’ve even known a few gals to be more macho than most of the macho fellas out there.  Mean girls.  Mean bitches….excuse my language, pardon my lips.  But they get noticed.  They get marked.  Hard.  Rigid.  Cold.  Cool.  Ain’t one to step to.  Macho.

What is it to be macho?  What is it to place yourself amongst the top of the so called “class” of men too proud to submit to falling, or, at least never revealing how far they fell?  Macho hides behind your back.  Macho is in your face.  Macho Man.  Macho Camacho.  Macho my funkin’ nachos.  Mucho, wait….  More.  More, more, more.  More than he is?  Who’s to say?

Only thy self knows how much more you are.  Well, thy self and the everyday people that see through the transparent wall macho braces against, shadowed in the dark, ready to be broken when the soul can take no more.

Funny thing, macho.  It’s a science of its own.  Shiiiit, I’ve studied, even practiced, once….or twice.  Gotten a lil’ stupid once….or twice.  Been looked at with looks of judgment and stance once…..or twice.  You’d think I’d learn my lessons.  And I have.  I’ve grown.  I’ve become, well, more clear…..

It can be fun though….just sayin’.  Good way to relieve some stress…..just sayin’.  Meat-headin’ that shiz up here and there, from time to time.  Hey, no harm, no foul, right?  Right?  Got a problem with that?  Yeah, that’s what I thought.

 

Original X: Bach