It has been quite some time since I have posted anything at all. I have not been writing at all, really. I have not been using this outlet to clear my mind of all the little things bouncing around inside my brain housing group. I have not been pulling them out and applying coherence in order to do this form of self-therapy, albeit in a bit of a public venue.

I have recently made the decision to quit using Windows. Now, most of you reading this are following the fallacious line of reasoning that wild end up with you thinking at this moment that I will be going to Mac. No. I am going to Linux. Not a big deal. I am merely choosing a different operating system for my computer. Well, to give a tad bit more detail, I

Why does everything always appear so fucking absurd? Why is it that movies like Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas resemble truth more than a drug-addled tale? Some days I wake up and feel like the 8th short movie in the Animatrix. Except it’s not short and it’s not fiction. This sense of living in a surreality makes me wonder if I’m not on my personal trip to the dark

The worst lie is never told to others. It is to one’s self. It is an invitation for your mind to create whatever illusion it should be so inclined to produce, benevolent or malevolent. A healthy and relatively successful life depends on a firm grasp of one’s own sense of reality. Allowing others to skew that self-truth can have vicious repercussions because this game is played for keeps. It is

What can I say? What can I write? I can’t think of a single thing that can explain the musical wonder that was Fela Anikulapo Kuti. His enduring legacy of musical composition and experimentation from the African point of view has blasted me sideways and forced a complete re-analysis of all I believed about music. The steady beat carries one into an auditory vision of a land long past. A

Apologies for the lengthy silence. I encountered some technical difficulties. My bad.

We stand on the shoulders of giants: our elders and ancestors. Those who came before us and blazed the path that has allowed the current generations to push even further in the quest for a better life for one’s self and for humanity. The gray hair and weary countenance shrouds a kinetic power; an ability to move the obstacles gently to the side reach beyond, and an ability to move

I know that I do not know. Such a simple statement may lead one to the pinnacle of creative possibility. It is not only an acknowledgement of ignorance, which in and of itself is necessary to maintain one’s humility, for arrogance is the fall of many. It is the wonder when one sees something new. Because, if you know that you do not know, that implies that there is so

Life is a strange experience. The everyday is absurd and the routine is madness. It all feels so surreal and slightly skewed. It isn’t something I can quite put my finger on. It’s a feeling. A gut sensation telling me that there is something not quite right. Sounds like a premise for a movie, right? I don’t know kung fu. However, I will pilot the gunship that is my word

Pillar of reality. This is a concept I use in conversation with others. I use it to convey the complete overwhelming difference between individuals based on their beliefs. Let me clarify before we move on, by belief I am not just referring to religion. I am encompassing everything that makes up a person’s personality and their actuality. That being said, I have something to say. Music is a pillar of

There are things in life that one must learn. That is a given. We know this. We anticipate and prepare for this. Yet, nothing can prepare one for life’s hard truths, because the reality is that we most likely will learn through difficulties and anguish. Nothing can prepare one for those days of utter hopelessness and fear. In those times, it is best to get back to basics. As the

What does it mean to be African? What does it mean to carry the responsibility of the torch passed to our generation by those that came before? It’s a strange sense of vertigo looking up and down. My generation stands on the shoulders of giants and yet we are just beginning to climb the ladder of professional success. For some, like me, we are only starting our formal education right

What does one write about when the mind is a shambles? Well, maybe an investigation into the maelstrom is necessary. Putting thoughts through the permanency of ink is a wonderful exercise in ordering the mind. It may also be an exercise in futility. Considering the chaos of our times and the reflection of that disorder on the psyche, I wonder if peace can ever happen. As a people and as

Well, this is my first post on my first blog. Never thought that I would be writing a blog. Oh well, time to get started. I’m not sure what I plan on using this for. I’m going to let it evolve as it will as I use this medium to for two purposes. To share my thoughts and to write more often. Got over that damn writer’s block. The last