Mr. Jackson, we're a problem

I'm not even gonna say anything to introduce this other than this is what can happen thanks to that 5ive blackberry connection. lets gooo

Participants:
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John , Jonathan

Messages:
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John : Yo
John : We bout to do some bbm backandforth verses
John : Imma start
John : You're gonna do the next line
John : sometimes I wish I could grow wings and fly away/cause life aint promised, shit I could even die today
Jonathan: If it came down to it what did I bring/ was I real with my life to make the angels sing
John : But when they start singing will I even hear their song?/cause a dude is always sinnin', predisposed to doing wrong
Jonathan: In school I used to stay silent/it wasn't even about my faith/plus with the amount of work I had talking out of turn as a black man could have been a giant mistake
John : I turned into a closet Christian, kept God with my polos/ sunday morning service in the chapel, it was a no-go./ and I mean that with no blasphemy, its just that I wasn't making God my priority
Jonathan: See that's the about this life, it will get u dead/and when you don't foster your soul you spirit doesn't get fed/now its been a minute and I still trip up/ but I had an epiphany that God never runs amuck
John : He doesn't leave, He doesn't lie, He only loves/ so I try to do the same till they take me off my plug
Jonathan: And if you're a church kid it gets hard/cause hip hop culture is about beloved in the church as the BET awards
Jonathan: But topic switch I need to address this/what in the world is viacom allowed to serve black people up like breakfast
John : What's a collge hill and who the fuck goes on a hell date?/ who ever is writing these shows should have a cell mate
Jonathan: Good gracious and the media loves it/they want us to goo back a couple hundred years and lynch ourselves/and we walk around cosigning it
Jonathan: And the young kids growing up want to 50/he lives in Connecticut/ yeah he comes back to the hood but he always goes home surrounded by sicamore wood
John : While for them a mansion is only a dream/ so they use his music as a manual on how to get cream/ if only they really knew what success means
Jonathan: And let's examine hip hop moguls for a minute/jigga man been acting a little funky/ I did some research there's illuminati signatures all over his company
Jonathan: But I digress its still a war on ignorance and poverty/ and as long as I'm black in new Hampshire police feel inclined to follow me
John : This aint twitter and your ass aint a fan/ you're definitely the reason why black folkes hate "the man"
Jonathan: Who...me? I aint never done anything wrong/yes u did stop trying to hide/u convinced these little queens that instead their mind they should reveal their backside
John : And after that they just start to backslide/ get with a rich dude so they can get a maybach ride/ but all he really wants is a lay-back-ride
Jonathan: See the problem with the culture is easy/rappers talk a lot but freeze up when we require accountability/MC tough guy talking about putting things in her mouth/ you have two sons a daughter you can't be relevant to us if you don't run your own house
John : Yet you take the term "real dude" and run with it/ while you got your fam walking 'round on some hunger shit/ now please tell me where's the man in that/i'm only 18 but I still can answer back./ a real man knows to take care of his own/ and to worry bout what's inside, not outside his home
Jonathan: Every image of us as men gets distored/ we either in the movies beating our wives, not feeding our babies or doing both while seeing multiple ladies/i am the son of a king, its impossible for me to be an auto-coon/especially when its 2010 and you have the death of darrion Albert and instead people ngo buckwild over New moon
John : Forget about a new moon, I wanna see a new day/ when what sells doesn't depend on radio play/ when the media doesn't care if your straight or gay/ when my people succeed despite what all the haters say

Jonathan: And planned parenthood stops preying on the hood/and pastors give us truth instead of what sounds good/ politicians aren't dirty and marrief men believe in commitment/where policemen do their job the right way and Al sharpton doesn't just show up on the scene for the newscamera foray

John : Son, we're nice
John : Lol
John : Hella good shit
John : Imma put this on the blog

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haha. That's it, thats all. Btw, this all Just happened. Big Lube is quick with his.

As Always,

Pax, Amor et Musica

Tonight I Realized

I wrote this piece a little while ago, and I actually never intended to post it, send it, or really have it see the light of day. But I figured I've been sitting on it for long enough, and letting it sit there and gather dust is pointless. So Here's a poem of mine called Tonight I Realized. Let me know what you think.

Tonight I Realized

Tonight I realized why I keep some people at a distance,

and why those whom I hold close

only hear part of the description.

No one can see the way I see,

feel the way I feel,

Love to the extent that I love,

But from another perspective my love

was seen as a lack thereof.

Tonight I realized why dwell on things I shouldn't,

and try to rationalize and figure out why

she's upset with me for things I couldn't-

even fucking realize I did wrong,

it must mean that my mind's gone,

or maybe I'm just a waste,

But I know that's not the case,

well, at least I hope,

because this feeling that's building within my throat

is way worse than feeling broke

cause the feeling within my throat's

got me feeling like imma choke...

and I would get choked up,

but I'm a man and men don't cry,

but this glassy layer over my eye

says something a little different.

Tonight I realized that although I think I lost the war

there's more than enough reason to fight the war,

because I know what I'm truly fighting for,

and only I can fathom it's importance.

The key to my future, the meaning to my past,

and I hope you didn't believe it when you said

it didn't have a meaning...

Tonight I realized that despite how I want things to look,

this isn't a story book,

and no matter how hard I try

I can't bring Alice back to Wonderland.

But it is, or was, in my hands

to make her dreams her realities,

or at least make her reality

parallel her wildest dreams.

So as I sit and beg the mad hatter to abandon his clock

in hopes that time will also take time,

giving me time to make things right.

Because every girl deserves the chance to

live a fairy tale,

but this Jack is all Heart

and although he found his queen,

the union left his head in the clouds.

As Always,

Pax, Amore et Musica

Fear the Jumbo Guy...

hello hello,

yes its been a while, you probably have not heard from me since i got to college, my apologies, takes a little while to get into the swing of things, 5 classes, track et al...

so yup, its about that time again. believe it or not, im still running for Lori. lol

guy is back out on the track.

so my main event is long jump, but i am running too, but you know the rule, anything more than 200m is pushing it...

what else is going on in my life? stay tuned and you will find out soon enough...

*we are going to resume our regular postings....

Ebony Eyes: Stress Edition

Apologies for the hiatus...but as you see the 5ive still holds it down.






" I don't fear failure, I only fear mediocrity" - Jerry Blackwell

House Lights, Bravoes

Damn. Been too long. That's on me.

Where do I start?

Knee surgery. yale. 2 A's and 1 B- (hopefully). dropped econ. mo' money mo' _ . you already know. As old friendships grow, new ones manifest themselves. no ceilings. no holds barred. started downloading music. indecisive. bridging the gap. haircut. bud. mad bud. zeta psi. im still here, just been gone for a minute. fake punt on 4th and 22. I hate harvard. and brian.

I'll have something more structured next time...

JbP

Shinin'

"No job, no life, just music..." - Charles Hamilton

I'm sitting in my living room, alone in the house, listening to my ipod on this GREAT home theater system, and I can't help but zone out and think back on the past few months. And I must say... College isn't a joke. Not that I thought it was going to be, but Damn. The work has been everything but easy, but I'm still managing to keep my grades solid, for the most part at least.

But let me stop myself there before I digress any further. This post is about and was inspired by music.

Have you ever been listening to a song and then, after a while, realized that although your eyes were open, and you may have even been looking at something or even talking to some one, you weren't focused on or aware of anything going on around you? It's always fascinated me how music could slip you into a sort of trance, and make you zone out like that. You lose awareness of everything around you, but, somehow seem to enter a state of deep thought on some issue completely unrelated to your current environment. When the right song comes on, music is able to stir up thoughts and emotions within you that are so powerful that your subconscious, if only for a moment, completely loses interest in the "real" world. Often, I can only speak for myself, but music tends to force me to think about things that I try to force as far to the back of my mind as possible. Necessary evil, I guess. Can anyone relate?

As Always,

Pax, Amor et Musica

Ebony Eyes Weekly Wrap Up Vol. 7

Its grind season...bundle up.




" The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want..." - Psalms 23

- Mr. Jackson

Ebony Eyes Weekly Wrap-Up Vol. 6

Long overdue. The workload is peaking, stress is at a maximum, and it is brick outside. Its just getting started...




"All black everything" - Sean Carter

- Mr. Jackson

Graveyard Shift

Whats up everybody?


I'm sitting here, looking/feeling like a mess. My desk is cluttered, my floor is worse, and my bed is occupied by someone other than myself. Hell, by the looks of thing, I won't be asleep until... tonight. Yup, it's one of those nights. Oh well, such is college.

My main intention for this post isn't to complain about the tests i have to study for or the paper due @ 9:10 am that I haven't finished yet. No, this one is about music. I want to give you guys some insight into what keeps me going on these graveyard shift nights. Tonight is a R&B night, so the list goes as such:


Lauryn Hill- MTV Unplugged 2.0


























John Legend - Once Again






Trey Songz - Ready





J. Holiday - Round 2





& Last, but not least, one of my fav. R&B albums:

Tank - Sex, Love & Pain

I definitely reccommend that you check out all of those albums. Trust me, you won't be disappointed. But, I really should get back to work, 3:48 am is no time for procrastination.

Enjoy, and till next time,

Pax, Amor et Musica