I use to be the one that sits back and let life control me. I think that life is a simple thing to be figured out. Often it is over complicated by the emotional context it is surrounded by. When we have a woman we adore so much, we did not even stop to realize the beauty that is in our self . Putting our own happiness in the hands of another. We give our power to them. Not knowing the beauty of the relationship has to come from within first. That is most of what it is when we look at the content of enjoyment. If I do not love myself and what I do I can not take control of my destiny. I will be stuck doing the same routines over and over again. Why do I bump my head and nothing is working out for me ? Why do I care about the personal opinions of others.
When we start to care about the personal opinions of others we often hold ourselves back. Being stuck in the same context not growing to see our results potential be plentiful. I rather pick up on new skills and take life by the horns instead of let life hold me back. I rather take my happiness in my own hands then let someone else control it. Money is the root of success, I rather go out and be the best me possible. Collecting income from what I love to do. Utilizing the gift god has gave me in order to be the happiest me possible. Us as a human race are missing that in life.
I often am at work for at-least forty plus hours. I do not have time to see my wife. I yearn for love and attention. I want all my family, even those that are not immediate to come on a shit talking diet. We enjoy what it means to have the simplicity of life at are finger tips. Let classic times roll and cold beers be crisp within our finger tips. I have time to even hear my kids in the other room having the time of their life. Nothing in life can’t take away from this happy bubble we live in. Accepting that life is not bad as it is. I see Betty shaking away too the classic Ninety R-N-B music we once all enjoyed. You ever seen Uncle Larry throw down a deadly ace while you have the other five at the table shocked in aw. I never want it too end. Then I get a call from my boss.
It is all business at this point. A lifeless jelly suit takes my emotional body by force. Instantly I go from this kind caring person, to an instantaneous jerk that hates all my co-workers. This ass-hat twenty-two year old I work with that seems like a snob runs me like a fuck buck. How in the world we let a Twenty-Two year old run a fifty-five year old wild. Welcome to america, the land of where a person can tell me what to do with a simple college degree while I still have to make time to get mine. As this little twenty-two year old is giving me command I go into a day dream. Thinking on the time I spent with my family that one afternoon. The kids smile on my faces when I bring them the nicest electronic devices life has to ever ask for. I instantly think on what my family means to me. Be an asshole….I do not need anyone in life except for the people around me. The people that love me make me feel complete and whole. Why do I need anybody when I have a community of different talented people that live with me in my house ? The ones that keep me happy. I do not have time for people extra bullshit and games. What is a statistic when the people that are in my house-hold beat the statistics with me. I uplifted my children from factors with-out even have to call for governmental assistance. More so like we did.
I think in my time as I gained wisdom walking on my feet, I realized family is the only thing that matters.
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.
It was a sunny day in Detroit. An acoustic session was strummed along by TheMichKidd-catching the sweet melodies in the wind. Woman came in with us to vibe along in the session. An illustrator SevenSams that makes illustration work in Detroit. She shared her viewpoints on spirituality and artwork as we got intoxicated in the sun rays. More beer with more smiles came from the Downtown Detroit area. A Napalm Production also shot some footage as they was doing a live acoustic in downtown Detroit.
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.
The illustration that was created by E.H. Shepard sold in London for $571,000 dollars. The original drawing was illustrated in 1926. E.H Shepard wanted his work to be revered by many. Having served in World War I while still creating illustrations highlighting what is going on. His past work still had humor in it, showing the lighter side of humanity. He boosted the spirits of everybody in the time of war while still working for the publication called Punch.
Being suggested to A.A Milne, they put together a classic for the children too enjoy for many decades to come. A.A Milne also served in the military as well during WWI. During the time of the war he wrote his first play, Wurzel-Flummery. After being discharged he had penned many successful playwrights and novels. Both artist being in the arts during the war, they both made something that reflected a light-heart spirit for children to enjoy. The impact of these artist show why this piece is valued at such a high-price. The map comes from the first edition of Winnie-the-pooh.
Napalm Spot sat down and interviewed one of the clothing companies that has major promises for the future. Being on the up-rise in Detroit, they have gained attention, increasing popularity and revenue. The clothing company shows no halt, they continue to excel by bringing together creative minds alike for a great turn-out. Contacting vendors and renting space too showcase the potential here that is offered. Stephen shared some thoughts on the future of the company and the promises it holds.
“I was very happy about the turnout of the Meetup. There’s already over 150 photos posted on Instagram from the event (check out #bxnkmeet to see the photos). I’m confident that there’s a bright future for Detroit’s creative industry witnessing all the talented creatives and artists at the event.
Since we are so new, we haven’t had a chance to see if brand responsibility is helping boost sales. We’ve been really focusing on marketing and these pop-up events, and that’s definitely been helping. However, I know other brands that focus on brand responsibility, that’s where all of their sales come from”- @Doubleohstephen