WEIGH THE MINUTE! TYPO OR FATE? (CH.2 : DIFFERENT LENS, DIFFERENT PENS)

*This is a 10 chapter endeavor that will be completed on December 21, 2020. The remaining 8 chapters will resume respectively as follows:

10.14.2020 // 10.21.2020 //

11.7.2020 // 11.14.2020 // 11.21.2020 //

12.7.2020 // 12.14.2020 // 12.21.2020 //*

where do homeless people get their sharpies? i reckon the cardboard and boxes are easy to find from dumpsters and surrounding trash on the streets, but sharpies are not as common as a pen. i asked someone on hope postponed avenue and they wondered the same sentiment. telling me, they’d usually just borrow the sharpies another homeless person had. sometimes asking strangers coming into stores to buy for them. one story they shared with me was being on a Walgreens corner and asking a stranger walking into the store for a pack of sharpies. to their surprise She came back with sharpies, cardboard, scissors, sticky notes, paper clips, staplers and glue. after receiving the bag of goods, they replied to the customer “damn, i ain’t in an art and crafts class! i’m just trying to create a billboard for some snacks and cigarettes but thank you anyway – i may find this useful!” i’m not sure if they meant it as some cruel joke or what – bringing them all those materials, but i’ll never forget that story! you can use any of those tools to help provide a path for access.

transformations are never as cut dry as the media would have you believe. it takes time, and this isn’t a blink like we are led to conclude. this idea that transformation is instant like oatmeal is misleading and distorting the true chain of alchemy. it takes time and several series of transformations. one can not always prepare for the swift and sudden appearances of change.

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meeting new people is probably one of the easiest ways to calculate how swiftly their impact on your life changes you. what was it like when you first met your best friend? or your loved ones? you usually remember how your life was like before they came into it and how it changed after their appearance. people have an amazing ability to influence and even at times – shift your behavior for the better or for the worst. 

there is a common phrase i grew up hearing. “evil company corrupts good morals” which was another way of saying that good people who hang out with evil people can corrupt their behavior. “come out from among them and be separate, says the lord and i’ll receive you!” (2 corinthians 6:17) there’s a slight justification in this comparison but it requires a bit more understanding as to not be accepted at face value. for one, hanging out with someone who writes differently from you or speaks differently doesn’t equate to corruption. it’s one thing hanging out with someone who has similar interests and a common foundation. for instance, it could be very hard to be friends with someone who speaks a different language than you or has different cultural norms. unless the both of you are willing to learn how to communicate and understand why one has a different approach.

new insight springs different ways of thinking about things you probably wouldn’t be able to conjure up on your own. different lens, different pens. while this much seems obvious, it’s often forgotten through our interactions with people and the host of stories they carry with them. i would always hear while growing up in the church “don’t judge nobody because you never know what they’re going through” yet there was judgement for people who did things they believed were sinful. 

it’s true we don’t know what someone is going through or what they went through which led them to that point. we’re all like animals in Noah’s ark pretending our shit doesn’t stink like the one next to us. people come with a host of ideas engineered by complex functions that most of us will never uncover completely.

it’s very typical of humans; to make judgements on our interactions with strangers (or even friends) but it’s another game completely, to vocalize our misunderstandings in a way that exempts us from the same rules of judgement. 

people just want to make sense, we often neglect that work it takes to get to understanding. it takes work to be a scientist, but you don’t have to study the stars from a telescope to understand their light and distance. most people really want to get to the bottom of what you are saying. the top may be hard to get, but the foundation *while invisible to most eyes*, still deserve investigative research. the less you say? the better!

people don’t always expect performance but your behavior is what tells people the destination of your words.which is why we must perform! the unexpected wallowing wow is what guarantees the right now. live in it. breathe in it. listen to the moment, when the moment is yours. you are always going to be thinking in your mind. people will also take what they want to take from what you say.

to some degree, we all have selective hearing – hearing what we want to hear or at least what we wish to deal with. *using our utensils ever so gently cutting away the regenerative necessity  while savoring the fat.* those bits and pieces do make sense to the story in our head if even for a moment. when getting to the truth – we got to get through the lines.

the lines AIN’T ALWAYS EASY to uNdErStAnD which is why we *LIKE Jesus did* swirl with our fingers in the SaNd. while seemingly ignoring the accusers but actively writing N2 the gRoUnD. it appears as if there was no volume or SoUnD. EvEnTuAlLy n’ EsSeNtIaLlY – you arrive at the point where you dialectically challenge the ScReAMeR & that is not even the w0rSt : they will STILL command you to water their ThRiSt! we needn’t bow down in dIsTaStE regarding what others perceive as WaStE! if somebody got something to SaY? welcome them to your gallery, without dElAy! we all have all kinds of cool shit on our walls and CeIlING. enough to make them find aw3, introspection and even hEaLiNg! if they want to know the context behind the colors you choose to DiSpLaY alongside with the shapes that you decide to geometrically oUtWeIgH? if they are ever so curious, about your choice of FrAmInG and where the goal post to your composition is aImInG? may you spread down the red carpet of opportunity and when the cameras start flashing in their FaCE? sign their purchased copy of your embedded gRaCe! ! !

HmmMorocco!

The smells. The feels. The luring. The invitation. The persuasion. The price. The Africa! Morocco has been such a thrill since we landed on the soil. There’s a lot about Morocco that I haven’t fully grasped – (like the driving including donkeys, motorcycles, bicycles, and cars). However so much more about it has really inspired me.

Every day so far feels like a new adventure. There’s no real map of reason in terms of what to expect. The roads lead to narrow paths – narrated by a stray cat looking to past you into times past. It’s easy to get lost in the matrix of endless chances to buy and to experience. No amount of preparing can really put you in the place of being ready for what’s around the corner. It can literally be anything – I’ve not yet turned into an empty corner. Even the blankness of some alleys is filled with mystery and impending curiosity.

The best way I could describe it: You’d have to walk the streets to get the best experience of it. Granted, I’ve never been to the third world before this. I’m not even sure why we call it the third world. It’s the same world we live but the rules in how we live are way different. The people here seem so equipped in determining who is a tourist and who isn’t. My partner and I stick out like a sore thumb. She dresses with style and me myself – my hair turns a lot of faces! Some have called me Mr.Obama or even Rastafarian man. At any rate, some are curious in how they determine where someone is from. 😀

I’m living and that’s what it is all about. Life is meant to be shared and with good company, memories are even sweeter. Every color paired with a texture of experience is Kaleidoscopic. We have been on our toes with each moment. Prepared the best way we know how to – something you learn to expect. You can’t always negotiate the inevitable. Whether you are aiming high or low – you’ll land where satisfaction rises to the top.

Hand in hand – Experiences are treasures to the mind. You can never fail at the taste of the different spices. Learning to be educated while also growing to teach what one has gained. So much more to hand out – I’m just getting started. Ain’t it fun?

2 Free Urself At Paisley Park 10.08.15

What made Paisley Park’s Show (10.08.15) quite Historic and Legendary for me were the sudden surprises throughout the night – which is what I aim to convey in this write-up! I talked in brief detail about this (Every Paisley Park Party with Danny L’Amour who is always there to add her joy and experience) You can check out that video by clicking HERE) I always appreciate when anyone watches and can feel as if they are there, by watching us discuss the nights at Paisley!

I was literally cooking Pasta, (Thankfully, it did not burn – I had it on low when I got the call 🙂 So there is a Private Event at Paisley Park, and I can invite some friends? I call my friends and we all scatter to get ready before we head out to Paisley Park.
We’re all in the Luv4OneAnotherRoom – DJ Kiss sets the tone, and it’s now time for The Dance.  This is when all of us dance until something happens. (The Dance continues throughout the night, as even Prince proclaims when he gets on stage DON’T STOP DANCING)
While dancing, we notice some more people show up through the back entrance. It’s Madonna’s crew – who eases into Paisley with a groove ready for the dance floor. At this point, the atmosphere just begins to become electric. Madonna shows up with an applause from the audience, and we can sense this will be a spectacular night!

For Starters, this was the first time since I have seen Prince with a different band other than 3rdEyeGirl. MonoNeon was on the bass guitar, Kirk Johnson was on Drums, Donna Grantis was on guitar, while Prince played guitar, piano, and sang.

The environment is all in unison, waiting in anticipation as Prince layers in with his fingers on the organ. It feels we have been invited to something special.

He starts off with his latest single ‘Stare‘. The bass pumps wild with MonoNeon chopping away with extreme funky precision. He opened up on the Organ, then proceeded on his guitar with rhythmic improvisation. The crowd applauded the moment he picked up his guitar! He knows we are gonna love it. Probably, not as much as he loves playing Guitar himself. He shreds on the song Guitar, telling us “I Love You Baby, but Not like I love my guitar! His chops were so clear and strong, conveying several monuments of emotion. When you thought the solo was over he found something else to bring out of it. After he finished all of his solos, he put the guitar down to head back to the piano, playing Use Me, A cover by Bill Withers – which added spice to the night.

His piano chops were easily rendered and soulfully magnetic. He changed the tempo towards to end so seamlessly in tune ready for the next number. Stratus, which came in – with a rock hard funk stimulation, which charged his band to tap into their space. Everyone was able to get in on the funk and Donna played with a blistering passion. We all had our eyes on her, as she shredded. I remember looking to my right – seeing Madonna just struck at the live performance from the band.

This pumped the set right into Ain’t About 2 Stop – which possessed a darker grunge appeal. The arrangement was similar to the Album’s version but with more space for instrumentation. Donna came back with her guitar wailing while Prince chopped around on his piano.  1,000 X’s & O’s enforced us all to return to a sense of soul and direction. His vocals sounded so clear and his falsetto could not be beaten. By the time, he went into The X’s Face, I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing. I was pleased to hear these songs in a live setting. Mono Neon added to the funk by his unique ability. He had me floored, by his timing and arrangement. He knew just where to come in. The crowd and energy were given so much at such sudden times.I think Prince knew this so he gave us a break for a while so that DJ Kiss could return back us back dancing. I think after a while he noticed our STARE as we were completely focused on the sounds ahead of us. 😀
He returned back with ‘Free Urself‘ by inviting us to dance on stage with him, which was one of the highlights of the night. We all got down and screamed with passion “FREE URSELF” We were so loud and in time, there was a moment where Prince asked “You all got your passports?! I might need to take you all on tour with me! ” Free Urself released so much energy and power out of us, we didn’t know where to go after that!?

What would top that?

The crowd dwindled to about 15 of us, and a lot of people thought he wouldn’t return on stage, but they were wrong.

About 10 minutes later, we hear Sign O’ The Times being looped – while Prince has his ax strapped on him. He chants “ooh Wee Oh, Ohh!” We all follow his direction and then he changes the tempo a bit to go into Work To Do by The Isley Brothers. He improvises with his guitar and wails out for a moment to ‘America’ which plunged us into higher heights. By the end of Sign O’ Times / Work To Do – he finishes off by saying “Thank U All! GOOD NIGHT!

We are all sweating and shocked by the night’s power and are only HUNGRY for food! He fed our souls, our feet, our spirits, and our hearts. LIKE only he could Do – AND NOW I’ve only had the time to process! One of the most extraordinary realities after leaving Paisley Park is the Process that comes afterward.The experience of that place pulls you with such thrill and fascination; while engaging the live moments – every part of you is affected. You are looking, hearing, and overall experiencing what is before you.

In Summary, A Paisley morning is a sunrise! Once, I awaken with the joy of the day, I am given the inspiration to recall the blessings music gives. Live Music, in particular, allows electricity to flow through your body, and you are often brought to spiritual recognition! What an honor and gift it is, to witness creation being tapped into by true artists.

I’m FREED!