Aye y'all, check ya gear...
Wednesday, November 4, 2015
Branded
Dig this... Back in the day, many wranglers used to brand their cows and livestock, so other wranglers would know which herd belonged to who. That way, if any animals went missing or escaped, your peers would know whom to return their property too. Best believe they made money off of those animals. In my opinion, now, this is just a wild guess, but I doubt cows looked at that brand as a status symbol. However, they probably looked at the wranglers who branded them as an evil god dictator slave-master figure who took a piece of their peace of mind.
Aye y'all, check ya gear...
Aye y'all, check ya gear...
Monday, October 19, 2015
If It Is 2 Be...
Kinfolk!
What's really good...
Before I get into my main message, let us pause and reflect for a second, and meditate on all great ancestors that came before us, on whose shoulders which we stand. Think about all the freedom fighters from the days on the plantation that died fighting for goals and dreams they never saw come to fruition, but knew one day we would be here. Ancestors who resisted chains and whips to read and write and who did not have luxury cars, mobile devices, homes, MONEY, or even their immediate families. Visualize those great black men and women who worked tirelessly from sunup to sundown, then still managed to find time to organize, plan, and act upon gaining freedom. We are their descendants. Take 5 to honor them.
What's really good...
Before I get into my main message, let us pause and reflect for a second, and meditate on all great ancestors that came before us, on whose shoulders which we stand. Think about all the freedom fighters from the days on the plantation that died fighting for goals and dreams they never saw come to fruition, but knew one day we would be here. Ancestors who resisted chains and whips to read and write and who did not have luxury cars, mobile devices, homes, MONEY, or even their immediate families. Visualize those great black men and women who worked tirelessly from sunup to sundown, then still managed to find time to organize, plan, and act upon gaining freedom. We are their descendants. Take 5 to honor them.
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
Disclaimer... Dope Intro
[A GO!]
Ebonic translation = AYO B!
Let's circle up, because I really did have a banging intro, but, because distractions, I totally forgot what awesome quip I had planned for my first inaugural internet sentence. I'm sure it doesn't help that I am trying to type this while at my 9-5, but oh well. In my opinion, we have come to love distractions. Distraction Every time I really try to do something productive, inevitably I get distracted, and sometimes I even plan my distraction time. Distraction I tried to trick myself so that every distraction produced an action that led to success. Welp, the very first time I took a shot at success, it didn't go so well... take a look at the results... I was trying to do too much at one time, clearly. Now the second time, I knew better, so when I attempted my run at success again, I got halfway there... But to no avail, I fell flat on my face again. Distraction Then, D-Wade hit my jack and was like, "Yooooo bro, every time you get knocked down, you gotta swag yourself back up again". Obviously, once I got that pep talk, I reached for success again, and I got so close, I really was on the ball . From my situation, you can discern that achieving success takes time. No one becomes a success on the first attempt. Distraction Ok, enough distractions, let's get down.
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