It's All Newton's Fault

Clicking Chalk and Useless Talk

Numbers unfold,
leaves coloured gold.

Through the pane,
the bright rays wain.

Endless quotient rules,
veritable toil of fools.

Language is lost!
Oh, at what cost?

The droning voice,
leaving no choice.

The struggle of math,
its ambiguos path.

"Beneath the rule of men entirely great, the pen is mightier even than the sword."

-Zeitgeist

Question and Response with Kel Mitchell

Q: HOMEWORK...


A:WHYYYYYYYYYYYYY!?!?!?!

The Wisdom Of Aaron Mcgruder

Born

A tear falls from a tightly shut eye. Regret fills his thoughts. As the rain falls as black as the night sky.
Fearless as he sits under the tree whose branches would haunt his dreams as a child. Time is no factor now as it gently passes him by.
He has lost all reason to live. Life to him meant torture pain and tears similar to the ones he now sheds a top this hill.
A once powerful man now weak. Once mighty now dying. All hope he had was killed.
Killed by the actions of a man apart. A man whose heart has turned cold. Hope to him useless,
His sins torment him. And his demons prevent him from any movement
soaked more by tears than rain. he sits there bathing in his pain.
He looks around and sees no one. All people abandoned him yet this tree still remains.
He sits up and allows this tree to support him. As if he appreciates it.
He closes his eyes and dies. Cold. Lonely. but now not entirly faithless.

Today's Whatever.

We All Move in Circles

Spinning deeper,
concentric circles.

Amid flash of light,
oppressive illumination

Further,
faster now

Helplessly grasped,
yet, blindly agreeable.

Cold hands,
warm heart.

Epiphanies found,
leading only to unreachable ends.

As we enter the depth of night,
still shining seems the light.

"Beneath the rule of men entirely great, the pen is mightier even than the sword."

-Zeitgeist

A Little Knowledge For Ya'll

Just a little somethin' I threw together...

We Are Not Free

One's conscious drives them to make a choice,

Ones that succeed speak.

Others that wanna succeed silence the voice.

Dreams spark the love that is present

But put down because jobs are lost.

Our people still struggle to fix their flaws.

But why do people bother searchin'?

Life is futile,

Promethus complex,

everything I say is burned,

taken out of context and returned,

Langston Hughes, Dream Deferred.

Success, like everything else

is in the eye of the beholder.

But the darkness of ignorance 

blinds my pupils.

Daggers of disgust pin me down

in this feudal system we call life.

Damn, how could this be?

The absence of light crosses us,

true meaning of life loses us,

or was it ever found?

Speech is my hammer, bang the world into shape and let it fall...

-Mos Def

-Illipsis

"Class, please be aware of bullets flying down the hallways...and for lunch today..." (pt. 1)

I was sitting on the bus today and my phone vibrates, indicating that someone desired to share their thoughts with me via text message. I reached in my pocket, opened my phone, and read:

 

Yo sum1 brought a knife 2 skool 2day…they got suspended

 

Now, I’m no expert, but I thought school was a place to learn, not a warzone of sorts. But apparently that’s just me. Being 17, I understand fully the dislike of the day-to-day grind of attending such places of learning, and I also understand the illicit thoughts that can run through the young adult mind. At one time or another we’ve all said or thought, “I’d like to blow this place up”, or “ I wish my teacher would die.” Gasp! “No”, you say. I’ve never thought such things in my life. Please, shut up. You can lie to yourself all you want; I just won’t do it for you. Hell, I’ve said and thought the same statements myself. There’s no denying that. But in light of the recent tragic events at schools in Memphis, TN and at Northern Illinois University, I feel that we as students should sit and examine our thoughts and our actions. Administration tells us to be aware of the feelings of our fellow classmates and act upon any signs of potential signs of distress. Now, I know this is a noble plan, but if someone reported me every time I looked like I was about to shoot up the school, the next place I’d be playing ball would be in a jail yard with Deebo and Juan.

Young adults are prone to having mood swings and being generally unstable…it’s a fact. Rational does not live in our vocabulary. This being said, what can be done to prevent bullets flying in hallways? In my opinion, nothing. Steven P. Kazmierczak was a “revered and honored” student. Even his girlfriend said he gave no indication that he was going to mow down 25 students in an ocean science lecture. The shootings in Memphis were by “angry, young black men” but to be quite honest, young black men are frustrated as a people. Two school shootings in Memphis within 8 days and it’s a secondary story in national news? (In Bill O’ Reilly’s voice): Oh, those little hoodlums and gang-bangers are so misguided. That’s not new news, that’s just what they do. Love you too, Bill. Getting off the issue of race however, many young kids in our society are angry as a whole because their whole lives are allowed to pass before them, and then by the time they realize they need to take a course of action, it is too late. On the flipside of that coin, many young kids are over-pressured by outside forces (counselers, parents, friends) to get into a good college and then land a high paying job. Now, in the little grooved section of the coin (the middle, for those of you that are looking at me like I’m crazy), many young kids are lost, stuck between those that don’t and those that do, generally forgotten because they are generally generalized by the general public. Hated, pressured and forgotten. Need I give more explanations for the frustrations of the Youth of the Nation?

Speech is my hammer, bang the world into shape, now let it fall...

-Mos Def

ILLIPSIS

(This is part one....part two coming soon...I got homework to do, son...)

 

 

 

 

 

 

Carnations Pt 2 (A bit for the Ladies, and you fellas to...)

Illipsis hits the nail on the head. However, lets not think about just Carnations, but lets use these pink offerings as a segway to the concept of Valentine's itself:

Perhaps we should commence with some pertinent queries:
Why does popular culture dictate how we must act? Why is it so important to get her a carnation on this day? Does it really mean more receiving chocolates in a heart shaped box, as opposed to something thoughtful, and meaningful, given on any other day of the year? Clearly The Man is winning; corporations (Hallmark) have seized control over what is expected within our relationships.

It may be deemed a "special day to show love", yet any real man can make a girl feel special on any day, for any reason. I'm not saying that Valentines Day is not a good time to share together, its not just for the girls, but it for you fellas too. Sometimes this gets lost in the shuffle. Yes, we men have the responsibility to pamper our ladies, so goes life, yet sometimes we would appreciate a genuine "thank you", as if you weren't expecting it all the time. Convention may dictate that we have to get you something, and you girls act as though we have slighted you if you don't receive enough, or the expected gift. Last time I checked gifts were meant to be extras, given to express feelings above normal day to day interaction. Since when have they become guessing games with expected benchmarks, which, when not reached, cause men to be castigated for such obstreperous disregard.

Like it was said in the above post, we fellas will be there if we really care. true un-vacillating adoration reaches outside the realm of materialistic holidays. We will be there day in day out, talking on the phone, txting you, and treating you like our Queens. You should appreciate this. Doing so will make days like Valentine's that much more special and memorable.

On a last note, to all the Lads, just buy the damn flowers and chocolates; we're trapped so we might as well be good to our ladies, regardless how they take it. At the same time, have the courage to give her flowers just because, and not buy her that necklace just because it is February 14th, instead buy it just because. Maybe then girls will be more grateful.

"Beneath the rule of men entirely great, the pen is mightier even than the sword."

-Zeitgeist
a.k.a. Colin Cook

Valentine's Day Blues

Ladies and Fellas alike, its the one day outta the year next to ya birthday and Christmas and maybe Halloween if you desperate, where people show you some love...hopefully. Its Valentines day. The commercial holiday riddled with flowers, chocolate, and a stuffed animal that truly nobody wants. In the back of your mind you hope that special someone wants to be your valentine and will exchange gifts and do the nasty with you...hopefully. But lets be real for a minute, I know girls and dont get me wrong they like me and i like them but if they aint gonna send me some candy or even a flower, what the hell makes u think im gonna go outta my to get them something. Yes i am a cynical, pissed off person who didnt get nothin for valentine's day but there are plenty of others like me who feel left out this year...and last year...and the year before that. To you this may be a cry for a valentine, but in reality this is mearly a man who is tired off all the people who want something but aint wilin to give something.

Da Realist
a.k.a. Jordan Brown

Carnations Pt. 1 (This is for the Fellas...)

In lieu of Valentine's Day, I figured we'd talk about a topic fresh on all our minds. Carnations. Yes, those cheap little pink flowers that leave us anxious over basically absolutely nothing. Ok, yes, it might be a nice gesture to get your  your girl some flowers, but let's be honest:

Guys: We know we get girls flowers on Valentine's Day because we are forced. We know that if we don't follow the tradition of buying our companions of the opposite sex flowers and/or chocolate (don't get me started on chocolate), we run the risk of getting the cold shoulder. None of us want the cold shoulder. For those of us that have been unfortunate enough to experience such a frigid (no pun intended) act, we can tell you we never want to go through it again. Most of us are not strong enough to stand up to the powers that be (Hallmark) and refuse to waste money on such a pointless day. Ladies, the excuse "It's a special day to show your love for us" holds no ground whatsoever. If we are with you, in a relationship, then we definitely show how special you are to us everyday. We listen, we cuddle, we console, we laugh, we get you cookies when you have a bad day; and now you want flowers?!?!?! Granted, like I've said before, its a nice gesture, but it shouldn't be expected just because. If we love/like you, then we love/like you everyday. End of story. 

Now don't get a brotha wrong here. I'm not saying we shouldn't get girls flowers. It's a good move because it shows how much you care. Ain't nothin' wrong with that. I'm just sayin', like a certain dude from Illadelphia that lives above me, we shouldn't be afraid to say in such eloquent rhetoric, "Valentine's Day is dumb, dude."

"Speech is my hammer, bang the world into shape, now let it fall...

-Mos Def

-Illipsis

a.k.a. Brett Clarke