How do you do it?
How do people come together and stay.... without forcing the other to swallow it down?
Gettin it from all corners today... listening to some Jayz, and reading a facebook response from a good friend.
Accountability time again... Learning the hard lessons.. Being reminded of how life is a ball-busting experience. Sometimes you gotta "eat the shit sandwhich". Thats what he said. And I hated hearing it. So instead, Im sittin on the bench... Scottie Pippen... again. Thinkin about Frank and do'in it my way....
And in between Fuck You's.... Im listenin to Jay.
WHO YOU KNOW FRESHER THAN HOVE.... RIDDLE ME THAT.
THE REST A YALL KNOW WHERE IM LYRICALLY AT.
Its a tough view from the bench.
Nothin but fumes. So much... it'll distort how you see the game played. (Without you).
The truth is.... people are fickle. Disloyal. Which ain't that big a deal unless it's your best friend.... or wife... or boss... or coach.... (Scout leader?)....
GRAND OPENIN.... GRAND CLOSEIN
GOD DAMN YOUR MAN HOV' CRACKED THE CAN OPEN AGAIN
WHO YOU GONNA FIND DOPER THAN HIM WITH NO PEN
I committed to give it up a long time ago. And by it.... I mean ME.
JUST DRAW OFF INSPIRATION
SOON YOU GONNA SEE YOU CAN'T REPLACE HIM
WITH CHEAP IMITATIONS FOR DESE GENERATIONS
I killed myself..... Hung myself... for "the way"... on some tree..... Cause there ain't no I in TEAM.
(YEAH..... But there ain't no WE either).
LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO
LOOK WHAT I MADE FOR YOU
KNEW IF I PAID MY DUES,
HOW WILL THEY PAY YOU
WHEN YOU FIRST COME IN THE GAME
THEY TRY TO PLAY YOU
THEN YOU DROP A COUPLE OF HITS,
LOOK HOW THEY WAVE TO YOU.
They all like it when you're good. But There's always that next in line. The man with the answer. The bigger fish. The Grass thats Greener.
What the Hell do you want me to do with that? And when are you coming back to make good?
WHEN I COME BACK LIKE JORDAN, WEARIN THE 4-5
IT AIN'T TO PLAY GAMES WITCHU
IT'S TO AIM AT YOU
PROBABLY MAIM YOU
IF I OWE YOU IM BLOWIN YOU TO SMITHEREENS
COCKSUCKER TAKE ONE FOR YOUR TEAM
AND I NEED YOU TO REMEMBER ONE THING
I CAME I SAW I CONQUERED.
FROM RECORD SALES TO SOLD OUT CONCERTS
MO FUCKER IF YOU WANT THIS ENCORE
I NEED YOU TO SCREAM TILL YOUR LUNGS GET SORE
Im ready J. to swallow it down.. And move on to your next big thing... Bring on your Encore. cause all
this... ain't all that.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
3 ways we let our religion make us stupid
1). I'm going to split loyalty between religion and politics.
You cannot serve two Gods.
Many religious people have become obsessed with "taking America back for God..." never considering that God has never asked them to take America back (by government... or force)...
I have many religious friends who have committed their lives to the conservative cause posting every conservative post that they find... or anything that might set them off.... Often doing it indiscriminately without concern for validity... or truthfulness... or even if it reflects anything of the teachings of Jesus...
example.... recent (false) report that President Obama was opposed to the national day of prayer..... spread like wild fire over Facebook and the Internet.
Integrity matters... and "Taking America Back for God".... (especially by any means necessary) is not the same as living the Jesus life.... according to the Sermon on the Mount..
2). God wants me to control people in His name.
Just had a friend who after finding out that her 3 year old niece was going to die soon from brain cancer.... yelled out... to her friends on Facebook in pain. In her post... among many other heart wrenching words..... said some frustrated angry "curse words"..... At which point a very religious observer commented on her status....
Breezing past any possible "heart break"... that the observer assured us... "God would heal in time"... the observer then got on to the real business of asking my friend to "watch her language" because there were "little eyes" that were watching on Facebook.
There may be fewer curse words on Facebook now.... (I doubt that as well)... But there was a moment that a broken hearted person saw Jesus as a very distant.... religious... un relatable.. Judge.
Is your Jesus nothing more than the Facebook Police?
3). Generally continue to prop up the myth that going to Church is the answer to life and all of it's problems.
The formal meeting of believers is not why Jesus came to earth.
Since Ive been out here.... I've had multiple church friends very concerned because they haven't seen me "in church". A Few of them have discussed meaningful things... But many would just feel better if they saw my face I think.... (and I'm presuming that is wether I'm actually doing "ok" or not).
However since I've been out here I've found there's A LOT of people (and I mean A LOT) that for whatever reason don't "go to church"... (organized meeting) but still have a faith... and Live it out in their informal ways... share life with each other... support each other.... love.... pray.... encourage.... teach.... learn... grow.... change... etc...
I have a "believing" work friend who spent her entire day off yesterday in a patients room telling a dying mentally challenged young man (has incurable cancer)... about what its gonna be like when he gets to heaven.
She doesn't go to church except for the occasional drop in. She does ridiculous things in the name of Love. Yet many would be concerned for her soul.
Life is informal and it happens outside of "church".
Church has it's place.... (when it's not fake and fraudulent)... But I often hear of the virtues of "going to church". I would for once like to hear an admission that "church is not the point".
Jesus didn't come with a final goal of establishing a church.... He came with the goal of establishing a Kingdom of Love.... where the church would play it's part.
You cannot serve two Gods.
Many religious people have become obsessed with "taking America back for God..." never considering that God has never asked them to take America back (by government... or force)...
I have many religious friends who have committed their lives to the conservative cause posting every conservative post that they find... or anything that might set them off.... Often doing it indiscriminately without concern for validity... or truthfulness... or even if it reflects anything of the teachings of Jesus...
example.... recent (false) report that President Obama was opposed to the national day of prayer..... spread like wild fire over Facebook and the Internet.
Integrity matters... and "Taking America Back for God".... (especially by any means necessary) is not the same as living the Jesus life.... according to the Sermon on the Mount..
2). God wants me to control people in His name.
Just had a friend who after finding out that her 3 year old niece was going to die soon from brain cancer.... yelled out... to her friends on Facebook in pain. In her post... among many other heart wrenching words..... said some frustrated angry "curse words"..... At which point a very religious observer commented on her status....
Breezing past any possible "heart break"... that the observer assured us... "God would heal in time"... the observer then got on to the real business of asking my friend to "watch her language" because there were "little eyes" that were watching on Facebook.
There may be fewer curse words on Facebook now.... (I doubt that as well)... But there was a moment that a broken hearted person saw Jesus as a very distant.... religious... un relatable.. Judge.
Is your Jesus nothing more than the Facebook Police?
3). Generally continue to prop up the myth that going to Church is the answer to life and all of it's problems.
The formal meeting of believers is not why Jesus came to earth.
Since Ive been out here.... I've had multiple church friends very concerned because they haven't seen me "in church". A Few of them have discussed meaningful things... But many would just feel better if they saw my face I think.... (and I'm presuming that is wether I'm actually doing "ok" or not).
However since I've been out here I've found there's A LOT of people (and I mean A LOT) that for whatever reason don't "go to church"... (organized meeting) but still have a faith... and Live it out in their informal ways... share life with each other... support each other.... love.... pray.... encourage.... teach.... learn... grow.... change... etc...
I have a "believing" work friend who spent her entire day off yesterday in a patients room telling a dying mentally challenged young man (has incurable cancer)... about what its gonna be like when he gets to heaven.
She doesn't go to church except for the occasional drop in. She does ridiculous things in the name of Love. Yet many would be concerned for her soul.
Life is informal and it happens outside of "church".
Church has it's place.... (when it's not fake and fraudulent)... But I often hear of the virtues of "going to church". I would for once like to hear an admission that "church is not the point".
Jesus didn't come with a final goal of establishing a church.... He came with the goal of establishing a Kingdom of Love.... where the church would play it's part.
Saturday, March 26, 2011
I have had dreams
i have had dreams
bad dreams,
sad dreams
mad dreams, and
ones i just don't want to remember
and don't.
if i was bukowski i might
tell you about
my wet dreams
in reams of - quite
cleverly written rhyme
but time, has never really
granted me those,
so in prose
i must write of others.
those bad, sad, and mad ones
that leave me deliriously confused
and disorientated, though even
that is an understated explanation.
whispered through this din of tintinnabu...
what was i saying?
that damn ringing in my ears
from fears of yet unspoken
though awoken already
many times on restless mornings
or in troubled nights.
-emiko_d
bad dreams,
sad dreams
mad dreams, and
ones i just don't want to remember
and don't.
if i was bukowski i might
tell you about
my wet dreams
in reams of - quite
cleverly written rhyme
but time, has never really
granted me those,
so in prose
i must write of others.
those bad, sad, and mad ones
that leave me deliriously confused
and disorientated, though even
that is an understated explanation.
whispered through this din of tintinnabu...
what was i saying?
that damn ringing in my ears
from fears of yet unspoken
though awoken already
many times on restless mornings
or in troubled nights.
-emiko_d
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Emiko
I received a Facebook post a few days ago that many of my work friends received. The type of post you never wanna get. The type of post no one should ever get.
It was a post from one of my good friends from work. A young woman who's niece (3 years old) was diagnosed with incurable cancer a few months ago.
The two of them were close..... Soul connected... More like sisters. They shared the same name in fact..... Emiko Dickey
The post... of course.... was the announcement of the little girl's passing. (And the associated grief that goes with it.)
It's in times like these that nothing makes sense..... when the ideas of God (and the afterlife) come in on you in extremes...
Either Gods really real
Or He's absurdly absent.
In the past... I've experienced both.
Today... however... instead of wondering where God is in times like these.... I'm thinking of Emiko... And this freaky... scary.... symmetry of life.... and how... rumbles and quakes on one side of reality.... become labor and birth on the other.
I'm Imagining what it's like when a child is born into the hands of Love.... the real deal... like the love that your favorite aunt might have.... poured out on you.... like waterfalls..... and streams....
.....a love that's big...
and endless....
swelling like Tsunami's
Today Im imagining what its like to be free from the fears of this world. And move on to a world where pain gives way to trust.
Where mistrust is abandoned entirely. Where the world is so good that it bares almost no resemblance to what we know right now.
But in the end I'm imagining her.... Emiko... The child...
Im Imagining her laughing.... giggling....
Running all wobbly like toddlers do.
Learning to run through a brand new world.... where every new breath is better than it's last... And every Love adds to the millions before it....
And Im Trusting that somewhere.... somehow... in some other place... it's true.... (and that we will see it).
That what she has is forever-Love... And for her it's all too real.... Better than anything we could ask for......... and ridiculously more than we could imagine....
It was a post from one of my good friends from work. A young woman who's niece (3 years old) was diagnosed with incurable cancer a few months ago.
The two of them were close..... Soul connected... More like sisters. They shared the same name in fact..... Emiko Dickey
The post... of course.... was the announcement of the little girl's passing. (And the associated grief that goes with it.)
It's in times like these that nothing makes sense..... when the ideas of God (and the afterlife) come in on you in extremes...
Either Gods really real
Or He's absurdly absent.
In the past... I've experienced both.
Today... however... instead of wondering where God is in times like these.... I'm thinking of Emiko... And this freaky... scary.... symmetry of life.... and how... rumbles and quakes on one side of reality.... become labor and birth on the other.
I'm Imagining what it's like when a child is born into the hands of Love.... the real deal... like the love that your favorite aunt might have.... poured out on you.... like waterfalls..... and streams....
.....a love that's big...
and endless....
swelling like Tsunami's
Today Im imagining what its like to be free from the fears of this world. And move on to a world where pain gives way to trust.
Where mistrust is abandoned entirely. Where the world is so good that it bares almost no resemblance to what we know right now.
But in the end I'm imagining her.... Emiko... The child...
Im Imagining her laughing.... giggling....
Running all wobbly like toddlers do.
Learning to run through a brand new world.... where every new breath is better than it's last... And every Love adds to the millions before it....
And Im Trusting that somewhere.... somehow... in some other place... it's true.... (and that we will see it).
That what she has is forever-Love... And for her it's all too real.... Better than anything we could ask for......... and ridiculously more than we could imagine....
Sunday, March 13, 2011
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