Tuesday, March 27, 2012

"Real" Huh....

**Real*** One of the most misused and overused words out there, right after "love and swagger". Words which most people, don't know how too use, or really aren't what the word truly means. Because if they did know how to use it and in what content, it wouldn't be mis/overused.... Hell people scream it, DAMN near from the top of their lung, on just how "real" they are, just about everyday.  But hey we live in a "it's ALL ABOUT ME" world anyway right? So why does it even matter.  Hell you've heard catch phases such as "I'm sooooo real", "keep it real", "keeping it real" and my personal favorite "real reconizes real"sooooo much....You've even hear it on TV shows, like sportcenter, sitcoms, talk shows and on radio, man haven't we heard enough songs on radio, with some reference on being/keeping it "real"?..... And I'll confess, at times even I get caught up in the hype and say that "I'm real" and that "I keeps it real" difference is, I really don't need to say it because, with me it shines thru, but that's me. Others who alway say it, I can't speak for you, sorry. Now I can speak for a select few.....Like most of the fam, and definitely my cousin Nannette Ms Nicky Ewing aka Realizreal, a few friends too, too many to mention.......But the Question, I really have is WHY oh WHY do people have too scream it, fake it and bring attention to themselves, are they that insecure?  Imjussayin....BIG Shout Out to the fam, the "entourage" and all the "real" peeps I know...Keep it real......Imjussayin        

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Aaaah The Journeys and Joys of Fatherhood

Yes as any father will tell you, that's in their child's life, there are journeys and joys. But I can only speak for myself on this. And the journey for me, which began at the age of nineteen, an age where we're still someone's child. Trying to find our independence and preparing to move from teenagers into our twenties and adulthood . Here we are, his mother and I teenager parents. After finding out she was pregnant, that's when the real journey and fear set in.  Fear, because if we handle this wrong, we can destroy and F  up three lifes. But thank God, we had the good sense that our parents had instilled in us, and great mothers who stuck by us in those tryin years. Now my fear was because, I didn't grow up with a father, he was around me up until I was bout five, than after that I could count on both hands how many times I saw him until he passed away. My brothers and uncles stepped up to fill that void, (that's y I say uncles are fathers in training) Mom did her best to shield me from as much heartache and disappointment as possible, but every once in a while, he'd call an I go running screaming "my daddy comin" and she would brace from the worst......and because of that, that's the reason, why I'm the way, I am today and why I once said at 15, if I every had a child, I'd always be in that child's life, and they would know me and my side of the family. So now at 19, I had a chance, to fulfil those words and promises with my 1st born. His mom gave him my middle name, and his middle name came from our favorite tv show.  After we bought him home, from the hospital, the first thing I did, was sit his mother and grandmother down and profess to them, that they'd never have to worry bout their child, that I would always be there. And till this day, I've always tried to live up to that promise....Because I never wanted, to have anyone other than them, tell me or take from me for my child. Now as time went on and we, his mother and I grew apart, we had our ups and downs, our share of arguments and drama, but nuthin like I've seen and heard in my life and it took up until he was five, when we finally got on the same pg, and every since then, I've had as blissfully and peaceful a relationship as humanly possible, now that's was the journey. Now here's the joy. I/we currently have a productive member of society, that we're very proud of...and in fatherhood thats all you can ask for, that your child grows up and makes something of their selves. And also with fatherhood, you must also understand it's a thankless job, that you will get no props, awards like they show on tv shows, mom is always gonna win, be celebrated and such, but with all of that, I can take pride in the fact. I didn't F  up, I stood my ground and we (his mother and I) worked together all those years. People I know, also say to me "you did a great job" or "I commend you for rising him".....Ok it's nice to know people notice, but aren't you suppose to take care of your kids? Aren't you suppose to do right by them......I'll never ran from responsibility a day in my life, but I can't take props because his mom and I had the old system. We still had the "village" help raise our child. In which I'll take time out to thank the "villagers" who helped from the grandmothers, brothers, sisters, friends, neighbors, cousins, neices, nephews and speaking of nephews, I'd be a miss if I didn't give those dudes their props, because without them, sum of that journey doesn't go on....now when they were teenagers they were around me quite often.......MAN our stories and tales are legendary, OMG and I'm not ashamed to say, we grew up together. Because I learned just as much from them as I hoped they learned from me..... Their the ones who taught me how to text, use a computer, email, you name it they helped and never complained, when I asked them to show me over and over again and never laughed, when I asked what's the new slang or fashion was....Yes our own personal version of "entourage" as we call it, but I'll save those stories for another time......Soooo as you see these are my journeys and joys of  fatherhood..... Imjussayin. And I wouldn't trade a day, minute or second of it.......And this goes out to the "Entourage"(y'all know who you are) his mom, her mom, my BIG Brother( love ya & may he R.I.P. gone baby but never 4gotten still got your dogtags around our necks) Sis & everyone else who were down...(if you feel left out because I didn't shout you out, please blame it on the head not the heart, cause I know who was there back then, and they know too)       
I stop tryin 2 be "THA MAN" when I learned what is to be " A MAN"......K. G. CLARKE

Thursday, March 1, 2012

What do you do????

I ask these questions to those of you who feel under pressure, under stress, underappreciated. What do you do went you're smarter than your bosses. What do you do, when you're tired of being a player, but it's the only game you know? What do you do when you have better plays than the coach and can better reach and teach today's players, what do you do?...Or when you're the coach and can't reach today's players anymore?  What do you do, when your screaming sooooooo loud, that it's deafening, but no one hears and not even God listening?......What do you do when everyone is telling you to settle down, get married have some kids....But how do you settle a restless soul?  and your prospects and standards don't meet nor match.....What do you do when you've been in something sooooo long and now you have to change or start something new from the bottom?  Sooooooo I ask you, what do or would you do? Now there's somethings to ponder, wrestle and think about for a minute. And also ask yourself, do any of these questions apply to YOU? And if they do or they don't ponder this......Before you judge someone else, walk a mile in his shoes and take some days in his/her head..... Imjussayin