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Culture, healing, politics and bullshit - Not necessarily in that order

The general, socio-political and very personal rantings and ravings of a hip hop head from the hood hustling for change... Of himself.

You all know me and are aware that I am unable to remain silent. At times to be silent is to lie. For silence can be interpreted as acquiescence.
—Miguel de Unamuno


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Sunday, May 15, 2011

'Starting Over From Zero' - Hassan's Plight

I, Hassan Olumoroti Ntimbanjayo hear by say will all willfulness and with a sound mind that I am afraid to branch out (with all of the traveling I've been doing) and start from zero.

Again.

I absolutely hate the fact that i have to build things from the ground up once again in my life. I don't want the big screen TV (it's only 60Hz, I need 240Hz... You know why). I don't want the sofa. Okay, I might want the king sized Ikea Malm bedroom joints with the Tempurpedic jawn because that som'bitch feels guuuuud.

I will need my personal effects and other stuff, but other than that I think I'm good. I can afford new trinkets (and even more after the Six Sigma cert), but its time to be a lil' more basic and enjoy more open space. It's time to build a home once again. The house of cards I've lived in the past couple of years is waterlogged at least. I refuse to step in a weak point in the floor and fall halfway through only to get stuck and have the cards dry with me in it.

What in the hell is he talking about?

Very, very soon I will select a new city that i will call home. It will have to be a place where culture rules and personal politics amongst my friends will be at a minimum. It will also have to have rich soil and access to an international airport. The ability to connect with Corporate America is a must have and I need some space to roam, possible on a lawn tractor if I wanna.

Snow during winter months is not an option.

I will need to be able to ride this place out until the adventure calls for more space (sandboxes and swings) or I decide to retire and can get lost in the urban shuffle. And last but certainly not least, I need to be someplace my so-called family doesn't want to travel to for any reason.

I'm still scared though.

Some of y'all scare me... With intent.

I strategige in these moments... In the middle of the night, wondering who will have my stankin' ass after all of my errs, misdeeds and miscalculations.

Starting over from zero is hard. Don't ask me why I'm doing this either. I hear re-invention is a good thing. For some. Lord I hope and pray one of those folk is me.

Thursday, May 05, 2011

An Ode To A Lollipop

You would have thought by now that I would have said something...

Nah...



To be honest, there isn't anything that damn interesting going on right now to actually speak on. To be perfectly honest, right now my health is the most important thing for me, and to be completely honest I'm failing in that department. But don't worry, the Creator has a master plan, so I'm fine.

I do find it peculiar that the same folks that defended Dear Leader are the ones tearing him down right now. As a former member of the intelligence community, I totally overstand what has been done, why and why it is to be this way. Shame, the same folk that needed a long form birth certificate were dancing in the streets after a death announcement, just like their so-called enemy.

I also have complete and utter doubt in supporters of our Dear Leader. The time for gossip, rumors and innuendo are over. I am ashamed to even have affiliation with those that live on hearsay when we live in the 24 hour news cycle as well as having access to bloggers, You Tubers and the like as close as their always-on cell phones to get real and pertinent info... They doubt the individual and blindly follow the news agencies.

Sheeple. That's what they are.

I've even seen a fake-ass Martin Luther King quote go round the email, Facebook and even the Blogger circuit. Everybody seems to be an expert because they have a Twitter account. It's funny, those closest to me never even asked my opinion, AND I WAS OVER THERE!!! I conducted background investigations and processed info to have DoD grant security clearances to those worthy of our nation's trust. That's all I can say. Those in my circle know that I've seen shit. On purpose. They don't have to know what and I'll never say, but do know this: Most of the stuff y'all think you know you never will.

And that info still ain't going to help you get a better job.
It has nothing to do with oil speculation overcharging by OPEC for fossil fuel
You've been so distracted that prices for processed foods are equal or exceed that of organic
Foreclosures are still happening because the rent is TOO DAMN HIGH!

These happenings aren't meant to be distractions. The current administration has a job to do. Don't let the rumors of rumors keep your attention away from what's really going on. Or birth certificates. Or who demands them. I feel like one of the few out there actually focusing on what really matters. I should feel shame and disgust for those that waste their time on non-essential things. I'll just wait until my people have that 'aha' moment and realize while they were in a daze where their time, effort, emotions and money went.

Your kids need you.
Your mama is calling.
Your health, wealth and knowledge of self is wavering.

And your ass is worried about long form birth certificates and the status of a dead man.



Suckers.