A Dedication Memoir

A wise man says I look for my acres of diamonds where I am. It’s so crazy I got everything figured out but I can never find out what real love is about. Do you think I sacrificed real life, for the dream that should be and not the one that is. You see the phase ‘young and dumb’ or ‘prodigal son’ is what could be used the state of my early 20 something life.

However it was the Not Your Typical one. You see I have been very retrospective the past months leading up to my 25th birthday. I would never have known this is what I would get when I decided to change my ways months before my 22nd or build my new future when I was right on track months before my 24th but here I am. I didn’t know it would take this long but I’m getting happier that I have done the things that I did.

If I were to explain any of my reasons now it would defeat the purpose of even doing what I have did but to document now the feelings that I have bore from the experience that I have had is something I feel I needed to do.

What I do know is that I created a narrative for myself that is like none other and the actions following this will dictate the fruit of my labour.

I’ve been told time and time again to look back to my years of when I was young and do what I did then of course this would he the comfortable option, this would be what is familiar to those that ‘love’ me; this would be what someone who doesn’t know how to grow out of their old self. To be the person I’m supposed to be there was some mental restructuring that needed to take place.  To acquiesce, knowing the mind I had would have took me someplace for certain, the place I’m needed is where the questions lay. Those who understand destroying the old you to get to the new you will understand what I am talking about the most.

Lastly I can’t be sorry for what I have done the past six years. What’s done is done and the Dial points to true north, that being said  regret is not in the vocabulary of progress.

Whatever Moves Your Dial,

NYT20SMTHNG

 

 

This was written in the year of 2017

 

Back to School

I have decided that I will be going back to uni to finish off my BA and earn a useless degree 2018 is the year I could easily set up a 2017 start and might do. However, in understanding, myself and how taxing the year back is going to be I’m going to have to build a fortitude to the fuckery. As well as the fact I would like a fully packed portfolio of work that I have delivered from the experience I gathered in the three years out of university I need to gather funds, From multiple sources wherever they may be they need to come in hoards.

As someone who will be going as a mature student in the hopes of finishing early, I have to bolster my platform to the standard of a professional. Hoping my quality will shine over these young whipper snappers that will be young hungry and after my neck in terms of wanting to prove themselves. Being that guy is key if not it just makes my stay a little bit more taxing. Sorry to be weird but I’m going to be that old guy in class that should have finished years ago. Well, it is not weird, it’s the darn truth but God help me if I don’t punch these guys in the mouth with my technical ability.

Finishing the projects I have set for myself is key! As an art student most would not understand that pressure till you’re in the thick of it. but doing professional standard projects from start to completion is a hard thing to do for those that haven’t been involved in a high-pressure setting.

This is where I say my blog will be dedicated to showing off the arts in all forms. The subject matter along with my ability to articulate is something I will like to have grown hand in hand. Just to keep everything blessed and not lose anything I’ve got. I hope you wish me luck in my endeavor to get more involved with my people and pray for someone who never prays for themselves.

 

Until the next blog, this has been

Whatever Moves Your Dial

Not Your Typical

NYT: Lord of Light, Kibou (hope)

Hope I’ve got a lot of it, it’s been apart of my life since the beginning stemming from religion to evolve to my genuine belief in humanity. I’ve never really lost it but there is a thing I do now, I’ve been told I I must defend it at all cost and have no intention of giving it up.

The moment I realized I had something was first with a great friend Zion when I spoke he listened. Attentively at that, I’ve never had someone do that before, he told me it was because I believed in something much more than what he’s seen. The next time was with another great man Jay he said to defend it and never lose it. (Honorary mention to Matt Iqra and Amina who all believed in me before I believed in myself).

This is where the problem started, the thing about defending something you have no idea that you have is, the plain and simple fact you have no idea what you are defending. That is right I do not know what I “have” but people on numerous occasions said it’s “something” and to this day I have no idea what they are talking about, I’ve got something, it’s there I don’t see it.

I will explain to you what I believe and if there is something, so rightly so. If there isn’t then smoke has been blown way up my a(double sticks) into the dark reaches of my soul . I believe there is something more to our generation, like most I see the follys but ignore them all the more because we’re nearing a pivotal point most have not seen the self realisation of ones self day by day I witness people understanding they are better than they could be.

I love to listen to people’s dreams goals and aspirations because I genuinely believe they can reach them the climate is so open and our generation is so rich in fruitful ideas I’ve seen us get closer to a creative state far from warring and closer to togetherness. ( and I’m not talking about this “love is the answer” thing people do.) I understand there are people that compete for spots and people that create their own let’s just say the amount of people creating there own is at 21% and those competing is at 79% to make my view the most conservative as possible. What I’m saying is we are better, we can do more and be more than those before us. More of us are here to be the leaders that we need to be than follow the path that is laid out for us pure and simple.

As a minor take for my view on things, I’m a better orator than an author of this ideal but I understand this is what you call hope. This type of hope I’m realising is rare and time and time again people have tried to take it from me, and time and time again I’ve had to defend it to the point that now I feel like never uttering a word from the Spark of hope and those two men I have aforementioned have told me I’ve changed. The reason is simple I’m not trying to lose what I may or may not have because it might help someone sometime in someplace that might need it because I have but I see more reason every day to believe in people than not. And that is all I will say on that matter. Come at me stealers of Dreams and sniffers of hope!

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