Telling lies, for some, are just like breathing. The shit is natural. But lies can sometimes be bullets to the soul...the soul of the liar and the soul of the person receiving the lie.
Truth is, there is not truth in it at all. One lie can simply lead to another, which needs another just to make sense. It becomes complicated to keep up. And hell, by the time you're done telling the lies, you've forgotten the truth... as you live a lie... that you can't live down.
And we all do it. There are no saints that can deny the use of lies. They've gotten us jobs, saved our marriages and sometimes helped us save face. And we could sometimes live in a river of lies that flow from our mouths to a stream of temporary satisfaction, but with permanent pain. We convince ourselves to believe what we know to be untrue...
Because like they can save our jobs, they can be the cause of losing them. And while lying could be the saving grace to a rocky marriage, lying could also serve your ass with divorce papers. So when is it right and when is it wrong? Well, it's one of those battles we fight and lose since lying is one of those wrongs that can be conveniently right. And like most wrongs, the act consumes us.
The truth. Trust yourself enough to risk telling it. Love yourself enough to embrace it.
Love,
Vee
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
We LOVED HIM, cuz In HIM, We Saw Some of US...
...From the mouth of Jay-Z to the heart of billions...our generations are living a vicious cycle...
And I'm scared. I'm scared that the streets are going to take my only brother, maybe my daddy...perhaps my future husband or my future son. And leave their memories blowing in bad winds that I don't even want to brush my damn skin. I worry that we, society I mean, have validated and allowed a lot of the same systems that keep the male mentality down, and we glorify this shit, re-live this shit and leave it for upcoming generations to mimic. It's sick.
And I speak solely about the man because they are indeed the functional aspect of society that shall rule: at least according to the God that I serve. And they are the part of life that has given me life. I am the rib of man. And because of this, the cycle begins with them. They should be head of their homes so that families can positively build, thrive and survive. And of course behind him, on her throne...a woman that mirrors his image.
However society has showed that our generations are doomed for failure. Partly because we don't know better. And this is because generations before them has not done their part. Not Cool.
Examples: Statistics say that it is pretty damn likely that if a man's daddy spent most of his kds' childhood life behind bars, so will his son. And if a man grow's up with a drug ridden daddy...how likely is it that that same kid is going to Harvard...or even community college? And it's very likely that if a man never steps up to the plate for his son and teach him manhood...he'll struggle looking for what real manhood is. Perhaps he'll find it in the streets...the same place his missing daddy found it.
And NO, I'm not saying odds cannot be beaten...I beat them bastards on a daily. But what I am saying is that we are regenerating these same lives in our children, because we're too irresponsible for change. And sometimes we notice how our lives are now the lives of the impressionable minds around us. And we look into the lives of our sons...hell our daughters too...and we're looking at our own choices; good or bad.
And we love them...cuz in them...we see some of us. But the cycle continues, until our dying days.
Love,
Vee
And I'm scared. I'm scared that the streets are going to take my only brother, maybe my daddy...perhaps my future husband or my future son. And leave their memories blowing in bad winds that I don't even want to brush my damn skin. I worry that we, society I mean, have validated and allowed a lot of the same systems that keep the male mentality down, and we glorify this shit, re-live this shit and leave it for upcoming generations to mimic. It's sick.
And I speak solely about the man because they are indeed the functional aspect of society that shall rule: at least according to the God that I serve. And they are the part of life that has given me life. I am the rib of man. And because of this, the cycle begins with them. They should be head of their homes so that families can positively build, thrive and survive. And of course behind him, on her throne...a woman that mirrors his image.
However society has showed that our generations are doomed for failure. Partly because we don't know better. And this is because generations before them has not done their part. Not Cool.
Examples: Statistics say that it is pretty damn likely that if a man's daddy spent most of his kds' childhood life behind bars, so will his son. And if a man grow's up with a drug ridden daddy...how likely is it that that same kid is going to Harvard...or even community college? And it's very likely that if a man never steps up to the plate for his son and teach him manhood...he'll struggle looking for what real manhood is. Perhaps he'll find it in the streets...the same place his missing daddy found it.
And NO, I'm not saying odds cannot be beaten...I beat them bastards on a daily. But what I am saying is that we are regenerating these same lives in our children, because we're too irresponsible for change. And sometimes we notice how our lives are now the lives of the impressionable minds around us. And we look into the lives of our sons...hell our daughters too...and we're looking at our own choices; good or bad.
And we love them...cuz in them...we see some of us. But the cycle continues, until our dying days.
Love,
Vee
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