You ever seen a dope-fiend beg you for a dollar so they can get their next fix from the blow house. You ever seen a little girl mom become a call-girl so she can provide for her family. Life is viscous as it get from the jungle. I went to school everyday and got called ugly by my peers because I did not have the latest pair of gym-shoes at my disposal. I remember standing in line eating reduced lunch because I could not even afford the price of a full school lunch. Man oh man, I remember the days going to school felt like I was stimulating a penitentiary system. Growing up, I had to do things I did not want to do in-order to survive. I had to wear clothes I did not want to wear because it was affordable. When I was younger, all I ever wanted was a piece of the bigger pie. My dad was busy working at a factory all the way out in Detroit. We usually worked twelve hour days so he can provide food on the table. Then this man had child-support garnish his wages unfairly. Because the crazy woman he had dated from the projects way back in his younger days strikes with vengeance. She only let him see his kids on the weekend.
The heartbreak we felt as a family growing up was tough. The struggles I had to endure was tremendous. I never seen so much poverty in my life until I stayed in the ghetto. I was happy when the simple times rolled around and we get a chance to celebrate. In the name of Jesus I was grateful for Christmas. Each and every time Christmas rolled around and then my little shine on had passed. I real life thought selling dope was the answer for my selfish desires I wanted in life. The coolest kid in my class had all the best games at his finger tips. The respect had came on me when I had the new Bred 11’s people was throwing a rage about. Them shoes had all the girls stopping too stare at me for a couple seconds. Flushed in the face with dropped eyes. The bully that took my lunch money every noon even gave me some dap in the hall-way. Man oh man, them struggle days where something.
Now I can be the grown man I always wanted to be in life. I am now the calmest person ever when I work so hard and see my benefits multiply. I do not even need to have the fanciest shit ever in my life. I grew up not having it. I grew up not knowing what is to be spoiled. I swear I was like Rolf from Edd, Ed and Eddy. The man that grew up in ol country times, yet had to get it off the muscle.
The battle in Syra continues to run a ruin. Leaving at-least 7 villages deystroyed. A man recalls twenty-one of his relatives being killed. The war is ripping apart families. Men watch their houses get raided as their families abducted, then terrorist rape the woman in front of their families. This war is vilating these people human-rights and culture. In syrian; it is tradition to wait for marriage. Each woman has been persecuted by their families after they have been victimized by something that is out of their will-power. Some never accepted back into their family homes. The woman are also raped in prison then sent pictures of the crime to their husband. One woman exclaimed she seen her friend raped before her eyes in the detition centor. After her friend was raped, she seen her friend that was pregnant get group raped by multiple men. Before the torture started she was dragged out of her home. Then brought to a location she can not even recall. A person was sitting at the front desk eating pitaschios. He threw them at her and preceed to call her vial names. The man she remembers vividly that did this to her goes by the name- Lieutenant Colonel Suleiman from Tartus
Bombs have been laid in the middle of the street killing countless cilvilians. The death toll of this war has been estimated to be over one-hundred thousand. As I am digesting this information. I ask myself, how does one be able to process a massacure that is going on. I am horrified. Not to mention, are immigration laws are ripping apart families as they try to cross the border. In hopes of leaving a war torn country just to stare face into the eyes of a new threat. People in the united states have shown such a disregard for life that exist outside of this country.
Civil war is the reason why we have mass killing going on right now in this country. It is like The Purge is taking place. A doctor in a facility has found it in his heart to let one of the woman be freed after being brutally sexually assasulted, causing her to pass out. She was taken to the centre in order to be treated. The doctor told her she will be pronounced dead and then smuggled out. This is by a brutal hand forcasted from; militia groups, regimes and terrorist all trying to establish a law or believe system in a country. This war is deystroying the planet humans live on.
Christopher Glen is a space scientist that conducts research findings at the South-west research institute in San Antonio. Ice glaciers erupted organic molecules which supports the idea that life can inhabit the planets in space. The data was captured by the Cassini Spacecraft. It was made apparent that one of Saturn’s moon Enceladus is a selection for finding organic life. 13 years has passed circling the nebula of Saturn. Scientist began to analyze the information sent back to them.
Ocean worlds has always been a factor when it comes to planets that exist. Humans are made up of Star matter and water. The evidence scientist conducts on their findings will surely shock the world. Bringing us more on an understanding of life. Astrobiology is a science that I believe will evolve biology. The complex studies of human life never ends. An European Space Agency said the study was published in Nature.
People on planet earth always been mesmerized with the study of space. Fantasizing about Astronomy and Astrology. With each and every finding we uncover, could the people in Greek times that written stories been crazy after all ? Having such a deep connection with the depth that exist in the cosmos, life was connected.
Opioid abuse has became a prominent issue for a lot of people. Pharmaceutical companies are over prescribing people than the average rate. Which in turns make them the new street pusher. Single handedly the pharmacy companies are out-doing the eighties, replacing heroin for opioids and other drugs. Is this a plan devised by people that hold certain positions of political and corporate interest to help push this addiction ? Incarceration rates are soaring through the roof; leaving more people locked bars, ripping families apart one day at a time.
A woman has got locked behind bars talking to her son through prison phones. She wishes that she can reunite with her family some day. She use to sell the pills and at the same time take them. One woman states that, “Drugs made her feel like a super-mom”. I think due to dealing with a high traumatic divorce that left her family in discord; she immediately turned to something other than therapy to heal. Some people turn to robbing, selling sex and even con-artist jobs on friends and families just to meet their daily fix.
As I had a conversation with my mother she stated that she lived three decades and seen the different popularity of drugs. From crack too heroin and now it is pills. We speculated that this could be a larger issue at hand. Especially within the inner-city communities, now do you think a n*gga from hard times can get their hands on highly addictive substances without the help of ties that lead into the other-side. No, I can not manufacture OxyContin but I know the FDA and scientist of whatever can.
Rap has taken a back-seat on community activism and cherishing our youth. We now cherish what it means to value WWE level entertainment done on a platform, playing into a sterotype on an independent level. I understand we rap to make success, some do it for the fun. If all means though, think on what a future can hold with the other talents you hold. I think starting out as a youth doing something positive to keep away and hone in on your thoughts is a great resource for hip-hop. Then as we evolve, we see the thoughts we write down then begin to manifest what we think. Some people write income, some people write revolution and some write destruction. In other words, I think instead of living in are dreams; embrace reality with force. You always wanted to be the man you say you are, then live it out. Why let the self-centered dream you are living on a image tell you other-wise. I think rap has helped breed community leaders, helped improve critical thinking and also promoted intercity communalism.
Then we have the other side of rap music where it is all about chasing a check. What it means to be a rapper now is to become property of another man and public image. Then watched your-self be dog walked around by your own sterotypes with a corporate agenda tied to this mans interest. Sometimes the myth may be true that some record labels are here to watch the prison rates rise, teen pregnancy go up and get the primal senses active. Drums and catch phrases help militaries prepare for war, so why can’t chants in a song boost the morale of a person to do an activity.
I believe in my heart of hearts you can not determine a persons success rate off of Astrology/Numerology. When I had did my readings It tells me my personality type and who I am. In my eyes that is false, I do not believe in the fact that I am who I am because of what a calculator has to tell me. I think hard work and dedication will lead people to the direction they want to land in. I do believe everything has a pre-destined route but famously quoted from Bill Gates, “If you’re born poor it’s not your mistake. But if you die poor, it’s your mistake.”. Why let the “universe” control who you are, instead take that control on for your self.
I think Numerology and Tarot readings help manifest your desires in hearing positive reinforcement traits too chase after what it is you are looking for in life. I think when we turn to these type of readings we often have a fear of not knowing where we are going to go in life. Wondering, what is the next step Im going to take in order for success to happen in my faith. When we look at the world in general, many leaders and business owners took advantage of the free-world market in order for a gain to happen in their story. Be strategic in what it is you want to accomplish then follow through with persistence. You see a demand for something, you fill that demand. You see some down-falls in who you are a person then fix it. Do not let the words of another tell you where you are going to be in life. That is like believing in the words of a false-prophet, being sheep lead into the darkness. Do not let out see you, you see out.
Grand Marquise commands the room as he demonstrates the benefits what it means too have financial literacy as a black man in America. Growing up in Detroit being faced with the circumstances every youth is faced with in America; he started out as a musician to help avoid the streets. He evolved from being a musician to evolving his career into a man selling Primerica, bringing in money, searching for a life free of stress in America. His dream is to see forward thinking individuals embracing multi-cultural elements too see society advance. Everyday he motivates his team members too go above and beyond the next level with their services.
He points out during his financial analysis that forty-percent of Americans spend money on debt. Not having a clear emphasis on what steps to take next to bring their game plan to the next level. Pointing out that investing with Primerica will be the retrograde to freedom. By having a Security license you are unlocking mind of investment. You as a person will have knowledge of you’re IRI rate, helping attain you’re retirement goal. “It is about foundation”, he says, the motto we stick too around here is, “become a owner not a loaner”. Once he started doing the financial services offered at Primerica he turned doubters to believer. “People are afraid to try patience until they get better.”
The information here is black and white, no round-about, he shows all the affiliations Primerica has and why we should join. The company ask the employees , “What were going to do for our families”. Why work a job when you can become apart of the deadly force that is Primerica and have an earning potential up to 800 thousand a year or earning at-least fifteen dollars a hour. As he continues to explore entrepreneurship, he plays with the thoughts of releasing a Christian rap album, returning back to music. Only to spread a message with uplifting vibes.