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Tuesday, November 22, 2011

The Fight

I let out silent screams
Tearless cries
With restless nights

Out of breath chasing my dreams
Loving the way I hate myself
Being slowly forced to self destruct

Going nowhere fast, been moving forever
With my bags packed
Yet no destination on my path

Searching for a secret I keep hidden from myself
The darkness remains my only light.
I'm done with this struggle, too tired to fight

Conflicts, but no resolutions.
I'm a poor man with so much wealth.
Trying to come out victorious in this battle I fight against myself.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Samuel L. Jackson

Samuel L. Jackson is the highest grossing actor in history. Reportedly, his films have earned $7.5 Billion worldwide. A great feat by any actor indeed. While this may seem like a surprise to some, it isn't to me, because I know Samuel L. Jackson has acted in at least three billion movies! From Coach Carter, The Other Guys, Coming to America, Star Wars and The Avengers just to name a few of the billion. Many may not know this, but Samuel L. Jackson is a former drug addict that when struggling to book gigs, turned to crack. Luckily, his career took off and he has become a prominent actor in Hollywood, unlike many other crackheads.

I think that is a huge part of his success, crack! He has a crackhead work ethic! Smokers will do any job, no matter how risky or dangerous in record speed. Need your gutters cleaned? Crackhead at your service! Need your basement floor installed? Crackhead will do the job! Toilet clogged? Crackhead will fix it with their bare hands! Samuel L. Jackson works movies the same way. Need an actor to keep a white girl on a chain? Sam will do it. Need someone to be startled about muthafuckin snakes on some muthafuckin plane? Sam go it. I don't believe he has ever turned down a role in his career. He works movie after movie, sometimes shooting two at a time. That's talent!

Don't get me wrong, the man has classics under his belt like Reservoir Dogs, but also has movies like Deep Blue. You probably have thirty Samuel L. Jackson movies in your collection and never noticed it. Eight out of ten movies starring a black actor, Samuel L. Jackson is in that movie. Movies, video games, television shows, and all, he's everywhere. He just collected my trash last week and he's supposed to be starting quarterback this Sunday in Miami! Is there anything Samuel L. Jackson can't do?

No. The answer is no. That wasn't rhetorical, he can do everything!

Monday, November 14, 2011

Changes in Question

At what point does love become lust,
At what point does doing something become a must?

At what point does ambition become greed,
At what point does what you want become what you need?

At what point does a friend become family,
At what point does being really concerned become jealously?

At what point does someone become sexy, not just cute
At what point does a lie become truth?

At what point does confidence become cockiness,
At what point does having nice things become opulence?

At what point does being frugal become cheap,
At what point do mindless people become sheep?

At what point does not knowing become ignorance,
At what point of ignorance does one achieve bliss?

At what point did we forget about the children & neglect the future?
At what point are we willing to stop turning jobs over to a computer?

At what point will we stop violence on this Earth,
At what point did the gift of life become a curse?

At what point will we go to attain more & more stuff,
At what point will people realize enough is just enough?

At what point does disagreements become war,
At what point will people not take it anymore?

A Prayer

To God or Whom it May Concern:

I'm so tired of this life. I hate my job and I hate my boss and some of my co-workers. I want my life back. Sometimes I feel alone even amongst large crowds of people. They try making me talk, dress and act like them. I hate it. Why did you put me here for this, in this filthy neighborhood with these idiotic neighbors. Why do they ask me for money and change? Ask your government, I live in your neighborhood, how much more than you do you think I have Mr. Bum? It is a sad sight to see a man sleep through the elements with no where to go but more importantly nobody to go with! I'm sorry.

It's a fire burning within that keeps trying to be extinguished from the outside world. It angers me, people afraid of living life anger me because it makes me do the same and I don't want to act like them. I'm so tired! I'm scared of the future and saddened by the present. There are people I love, that I want to make proud, please help me get out of here! I don't want to live this way, but more importantly I don't want to die this way.

Something is trying to break out, I guess I want freedom! I'm the one punching clocks but this job is knocking me out. I need something more, something greater. It's getting to the point where I feel as though I have to move, go out and just be, just experience life. Not the way these career chasers do or these iPhone consumers and family makers do, I need to just be. I just want to be free. Please God help me, I'm so tired, I'm so fed up. Please get me out!

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

I Bleed Blue & White

More news surfaced today regarding the resignation of Joe Paterno! With more and more discouraging news stemming from the scandal, I've decided to dedicate a second blog to PSU in hopes of helping some escape the barrage of news reports!

This blog will need readers to comment and interact by leaving comments below. Here's the thread:

You know you went to PSU if _________

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

The Scandal

PennState University has been the subject of plenty of recent media attention. Former Coach Sandusky has been accused of molesting little boys. Apparently, many PennState officials were aware and still allowed Sandusky to be gainfully employed. The news is heart wrenching and sad, however, PennStaters are still very proud of their University and must come together to show the world that there is more to Happy Valley than what is being shown in the media. Today we'll look at five things everybody knows, being a student or former pupil!

5. A Million Campuses

Many are unaware of the sheer size of the University! I beleive PSU has the most alumni in the nation, which is understandable due to the fact that there are a million campuses. PennState Abington, Pennstate Gas Station, PennState Hazleton, PennState New Hampshire, PennState Africa, PennState Altoona, PennState Mars, just to name a few! However, the grand-daddy of them all is PennState University Park, where the alleged molestations took place. It's a different type of college experience there than other branch campuses, because, the classes are harder, the campus is bigger and there's roughly 40,000 people living in The Valley when classes are in session, and -3 when students go home for breaks! For the most part, students at different campuses get along nicely, save for those stinking PennState Harrisburg and PennState Mount Alto people! Just kidding, I got friends that attended both, they all do stink though! However, the PennState U. Park campus serves as the main hub for PennState's biggest events...like football, THON, Arts Fest and many others. Events where people come together and help make State College one of the most diverse places in the world!

4. Drinking

Yes, the drinking! PennState was ranked number one party school in the nation several different times. While sometimes you'll question how, there were sometimes when you questioned how one could drink so much and still make it to an 8 o'clock class. Anyone who has went to The Saloon, just for a Monkey Boy or Bar Bleu for a Fish Bowl can tell you how crazy the nights can get! There's a culture that can only be experienced here in The Valley. St. Patty's Day, which isn't held on the actual day, due to class scheduling, has become a wild, energetic weekend filled with booze, parties, friends and memories; a college undergrads dream! Although a few may get out of hand, the majority of the weekend is safe, clean fun, something the University was trying to get eliminated, instead of eliminating that Crusty Sandusky. Weekends where students party to relieve stress has never put a black eye on the school!

3. Finding Classes

Anyone who has ever went to PSU will attest to this; finding classes is no joke. Freshman especially have it tough. Even with a map, it can take 4 hours to find a building, not including locating the classroom. I personally, have been in the right building and still couldn't find the class. Walking from class to class can even be a journey, sometimes taking twenty minutes just to traverse the campus. Just getting from Pattee Library to Paterno Library took me an hour the first time I was there, maybe I'm just an idiot, they're located in the same building! Williard to the Forum, back to Sparks and then out to Innovation Park (PennStaters will get the references) can take two days! I told a professor the reason I was late everyday and she told me to find a shortcut, which I thought was a joke at first but again, PennStaters know, usually upperclass kids, how to walk through building A to get to building D! Finding classes could be a class itself!

2. Shields Building

"The Bursar should be convicted of screwing boys AND girls with all this student loan debt!"

A place no one wants to go, especially during the first week of classes. The lines can sometimes go around the block, into the street! If you go to PennState and don't have a rich family member, then you've been here trying to get a faster refund to pay rent, or registered for class or trying to find out why FAFSA only gave you good luck for aid! The thing I really hated was being sent here and there! I would go to the Registrar only to be sent to The Bursar and then to the third floor to the Student Aid department only to go back to the first floor to speak to The Registrar again! A student can miss an entire week of class in that building in one visit. I hate you Shields Building!

1. The Memories

They say that college is the best years of one's life, and I agree, because the real world makes you work forty hours a week, paying bill after bill with no cheap places to go to drink! The people you meet, the things you learn and experience are priceless. Everyone remembers meeting a kid from a different place and being completely confused at the way they dress or how they speak! I remember meeting someone from New York and instead of saying, "I'm upset that its cold tonight my friend." She says, "I'm tight its brick out here son." I said, " What the hell did you say!" Or someone from Philly saying "jawn" and yes this is the official spelling! "Did you say John? Who's John? Or they say things like, "Pass the jawn that's next to the jawn so I can go to the jawn to talk to the jawn!" No one talks like that! Or they make fun of "drawin'", "bol" "wooder ice", big Philly beards and Philly accents. And people make fun of "mad", "B", "Yo son, I got that spot son, its mad warm son, the sun is mad warm son, you feel me B?" Yes they do talk like that! And also the fact that people from NY must make everything match, yellow hat, yellow jeans, yellow tee's, yellow shoestrings. Or DC people that listen to "house", say "carried" and think PG county is the best place to live or the DMV is the best place to party. Or white people that wear shorts in the snow, "pregame" and play beer pong or black students that go to a club strictly to dance, which some of my white friends find weird, especially if you have to pay to get in, or spend their entire refund checks on clothes, (got to put a lol in here, lol). It's a culture shock that is both weird and mind opening at the same time.

I've met some of my closet friends in college and a lot of other cool people along the way! If I know you, I love you..its a family in a weird way and one that people sometimes take for granted! In times like this, when coaches are fondling little boys and the world puts you in a negative light, people have to remain strong and continue to be proud of who they are!

We Are....

wait for it....

wait for it...

wait for it...

PennState!

Monday, November 7, 2011

Wake Up. The Nightmare.

And she lays, quietly, eyes shut.
Showing scenes of little kids & well-off adults,
Living carelessly, with no problems, no remorse.
No danger, no terrorism, only cheerful smiles.

And she lays, quietly, eyes shut, with a grin.
Displaying to her children all they can have...

Fast cars, big houses, shiny jewels, expensive clothes
And everything is beautiful. No one cries, no one wines, there are no thieves, no one bleeds.

And she lays, quietly, eyes shut, the grin fades, starting to toss & turn.
Someone is trying to awake her from her slumber.

Because they are awake, with nothing of their own, someone else's fortune they make.
Growing weary of the fact that she may stay asleep, while they lie around in wait.

And she lays, quietly, tossing & turning with alarm sirens sounding.
Cops whiz by to imprison & beat innocent men & women, they're taking such a pounding.

Wars for oil to power the fast cars...
Clothes made by children, beaten badly, leaving scars.

Rocks extracted from Mother Earth, stained with blood.
Rundown homes stand in poverty stricken neighborhoods.

People are sad.

And she lays, quietly, with the tossing & turning, alarm sirens shake her,
the noise is starting to wake her.

They're forced to live a nightmare, all the while believing her dream.
Playing a game made by the few to control the many, oh what a scheme.

Addicted to pills, working for minimum wage, to pay off their bills.
With routine lives, they seem so robotic.

But she just hits the snooze and again she lays quiet.
Because with all of the fussing, the tension & after all of the riot...
She knows what to do to keep them all silent.

Entertain & amaze! This is what the cash king does to maintain its regime,
And keep people chasing after her American Dream.

Wake up from the Nightmare.