Hip Hop is as much as a musical movement as it is a literary stepping stone in the Black culture. Its a passionate testimony to the lives we live... the good and the bad. Our generation has grown up with it, and it will continue to nurture us as it provides the means of explaining what is otherwise socially inexplicable.
cheers
Feel my essense
hear my roar
Be the key that opens the door
to uncharted territories where I will soar
like a bird where boundries will be no more
Unleashed to spread the verbal fire
fruiting, endless is desire
Providing a new frontier
giving life
to the sweet and young melodies I hear
What power, such a voice, such a passion I see
What grief, what strife
All the stories to believe
Each one different and unique
and yet
They blend to become something like flesh and whole to me
Whether it is the b-boys, the big chains , and Kangol in blue
or the ice and slick forces
one thing remains true
No matter where you go or what you do
HIP HOP IS EVERLASTING....
Dear HATERS,
Confused of the crime
I allude to a time
where things were just so simple.
Dreams sang my song
the love never wrong
the truth never questioned
or thought of as a misconception
as long as the sun could rise and fall.
I have been crushed by the stones with my heart overgrown
from a secret cancer of fear
accumulated over the years
I never thought it would be something to heavy to hear
and thus, I switched my gears
I let my soul cry
The water rained out of my eyes
flowed for days
God's way of soothing the pain
strength I have gained
the work has been a strain
but nothing will keep me away from that light at the end of the tunnel
which is so close I am starting to see the other side
Although I can never forget or make-believe
I smile
and try to make it seem as if the scars were never there
I guess there are some burdens that I will always wear
however my fire shall constantly glare
So as heavy as these chains maybe
and blinding my path may seem
just no I'm a great woman of power, just watch and see
I shall not falter or fall
a lot of people question my abilities, belittle my efforts, attempt to compromise my actions for their insecure, unproductive selves... just know, this is just my beginning. so stay tuned....
peace and love
sophiacamille
(perfectwisdom)
i heard this song today and it has been stuck in my head.. but im not complaining :)
it made me think about how far i have come and how far i will reach.
i did some more networking today, and my father had me sit back and refelct on all the people i have ment, the things i have done, and the goals i have set for myself.
he had me recognize that everything that has occured has happend for a reason
its just up to me to do something with it....
peace and love
una nueva vida.- a new life.
Last week I recieved an annonymous message from a reader saying that I do not put enough heart into my writings and that my poems were vaugly descriptive. At first, I had the classic human response and I was offended. Then I really did reflect on what I read and now I can honestly admit: I agree. Im pretty emotionally reserved in person, so I my writings followed my personality.
My previous blog posting was for that special reader out there. I apprieciate you. Your critisism now has mostivated me to further strech my writing. This was a true challenge. I had to draw from alot of different situations and places withing my heart that I have left pretty covered. So I hope you enjoyed it.
So now, I am going to continue this literary momentum and see how things flow.Starting now...
So I am putting a halt on this whole dating thing... or at least there is a man that can do something so surmountable to have me convinced otherwise. ( try being honest about your feelings for once, just a thought)
Ive been especially discouraged because of a statement made by a friend of mine. I was speaking with a him in regards to dating, and how I was clearly hurt by a recent dosage of "heart ache". His response was for me to date other guys at the same time, scatter my options, play different cards.
Some people pride themselves on "having game". Quite frankly, that is one area that I dont wish to excell.
Really people, think of all the people who boast about having game.... they are most likely SINGLE or ABOUT TO BE. just sayin.. ;o) things like that dont last if they ever start in the first place.
peace and love
This one is for all those who have experienced heartache
I say heartache and not heart brake because as a good friend said
no one deserves to have the chance to damage that of which I live from
I name this damaging force "Love"
Recently my Love within me has passed
Here is my eulogy... 'til we meet again
He hears wisely
Yet retains little
He expects much and gives fickle hints of his mind
Had I recognized all these things, I would not feel as if I wasted time.
HE talks but WE do not speak
because his insecurities are an omnipresent force
dragging us to two polar sides in this world of emotions
I stood before him
almost too weak to bring breath to my lips which quivered
because all I could do is stare into his eyes
and reminisce on a kiss just two days old.
I asked him,"why?"
I told him I could barely sleep at night
as this question provided a monotonous stab into my brain
And on this bright day
the sun was just a burning reflection of myself
I burned with anger
I burned with hope
I burned with denial
unable to cope with the sad reality that the end was marked with
he shining strand on my cheek
from a lone tear
I told him I feel used
Like my emotions were abused
as to lift his ego on the stilts
comprised of my cries
as my trust was compromised
He was unshaken
stood confidently
in the ill supported excuse used to back away
and shade his pride
He responded,"I don't know"
This masked interrogative statement
thrashed with the walls
of my wishful thinking
which also happened to house what is now an empty crevice in my chest
My heart pounded in my hand
balancing on my frail fingertips
I was weak. No longer nourished by the memories
or material token of affection
As I returned the fitted shirt that still smelled of him
I realized all I held on to
went away as quick as it came
My hand hung and lingered in the air
wondered how this was fair of a lady of my quality.
how is it that I blindly treaded on the rocky path these girls paved before me
to see that it only lead to a mound of disappointment.
how I wish I could be the ointment to smooth the tough skin he hides in
How I pray for the the day he can live free from the shackles of his past.
I turned around and walked away.
Late that day
I returned back to that same place to find:
Love is far gone
the inevitable is near
in fact
its here
it spoke softly in my ear and told me have no fear
for there is someone waiting on me to come through the door
and drink from the fountain of which his heart pours...
So, yesterday I had the honor of being an opening poet for Charles Andres Gomez. He is one of the best living poets I know of. I was nervous as anything but suprisingly, once I stepped on the stage, all the midget doing jumping jacks in my stomach called down.
It was one of my best preformances thus far. Im starting to get a feel for the stage and want to continue.
I chose to share two short love poems because they are easy to relate to and I did not have to worry about not engaging the auidance. They all really liked it.
SO! mission accomplished
over and out
me
there isnt much to say, this playlist is ill!! its awesome! peep it!
peace and love
I have learned one thing this week which has fortified my purpose in life, and maybe altered on what I will consider as my methods of action.
I am a pleaser. On the outside looking in, I bend over backwards for people. I care too much. And I'm too sensitive. Really, I just love to care. I like to be there for my family and friends.
I told someone today that I usually tend to take peoples' actions and care about peoples' feelings more seriously than others can comprehend.
He told me to stop.
I said I can't. I do there for I am.
Its like this : How can I just stop being who I am. I believe every person's actions are tied to a personal reason. I don't think people wake up and do things throughout the day with out having some sort of motivation.
I can't stop because I don't walk around with out a purpose....
And I expect the same out of others... but maybe I expect too much?
Maybe too much of our population are not used to open bigheartedness? Maybe its a forgien language of the soul? Or maybe I'm really alone on this one?
I am a pleaser. Its what I do. Pleasing is how I show I care. I like to feel wanted, and love to feel needed.
I want to make people happy for a living.
Its what I do best, and unfortunaltey, the one thing I know I am good at, has become more of a handicap.
I have been working relentlessly to get things done that I need to do, all the while, I penciled in every scrap of my free time to everyone else I care about for the past two weeks. Crazy? yes. Regret it? yes and no. yes, im tired, but at least they all know I care.
And yeah, maybe I care too much about what people think about me. But I never want to have a moment in time where anyone can think I will not be there for them in someway somehow. I genuinley want to see the people around me be happy. But I don't wanna be stressed either...
so...
With the next two weeks being as busy as they are, I'm going to have "sophia time" and push all the suckas behind. JUST KIDDING... but really. I'm going to focus on what really matters... now I gottta figure out what all that means ;o)
In the meantime, Im just gunna vibe in, and tune out... This song is much to fitting.
MY UMI SAYS- MOS DEF
lyrics
peace and love
The past two weeks, I have been putting in major time with everything that has to do with my life. Ive been hyper- busy with my family, friends, work, and extracurriculars. The momentum that I have been moving has been faster and harder than any other time in my life, EVER... and its not even at its climax yet.
lol, not really
So if you go here you will see an article released today in The Sentinal which reviews a poem I recently preformed for a school event. I'm really honored. Yet, after speaking with my father, I obtained some greater wisdom and motivation and realized its about time I start to preform more of my works. I was told that I was being selfish with my knowledge. I dont think I have ever been hurt by a compliment. But, hey, there is a first time for everything. And pain drives desire, so it works, haha.
So yes, enjoy the article, and thank you Laura Holmes :)
peace and love
Sophia
I just wanted to float along the bliss of your warm, soft kiss
Sleep in the bounds of your arms.
Trust you with all I had
because with you, I found no harm.
Everything you touched became a shrine.
The sun it's self could never outshine,
because your grace just seemed to raidiate beyond measurable bounds.
Rest. My soul has found balance from your hands
The time can envolope all it's sands,
And I'd still be waiting.
My mind is held steadfast to your happiness
and my body yearns for your feel.
The world around me keeps spinning, and yet I want to sit still.
Just to bask in the awe of your handsome facade
So of yourself my eyes would fill.
I'll drown in the sound of your voice
Stirred by the currents of your words
Fly above all the fears
Guided by instinct,
As a bird
We would soar beyond the universe
Make a nest within the stars
Draw our hearts on the moon
and watch reality from afar...
I was once in love with an infatuation.
The infatuation was the desire to find real love
The love was blindly compassionate
To what it is and all it was...
crossing over the lines
L
the lustful engagement of an eternal dream
released from your body to envelop me
within the read light of arousal
you scream
O
obsessions. continuous with the past
every time becomes a next to last
yet, there is no end to the
V
Very promising satisfaction you give me
I'm resting in the comforts of your words
lifted by the feel of your body
astonished by the
E
everybit of your soul, your mind, your heart, dark glow
I feel for you more than you'll ever know
I'm forever yours
My dear L.O. V. E.
The title says it all!
Back in the day people used to physically interact with others.
While in the persuit of dating, they would talk to others around that person to find out information, talk to the person themselves, spend time with them. The face to face contact was a nessesary thing to do, but it was a surefire way to see if you were really willing to continue to pursue them.
NOW, all you have to do is search thier name in Facebook, Myspace, etc. and find out everything about that person without even meeting them. Most people have a pretty throurough about me section, so you can see everything that person has to say about themselves. You can see how they interact with people from their pictures, wall, posts and status updates. You can even know where they are as they post thier exact location on Twitter. You can see thier past relationships, embarrasing pictures, their family, and their friends and really make a scope of who they are.
Its amazing, and yet its really not. This allows people to put forth a person who we may find misleading when actually in person.
Nevertheless, these forms of communication are taken way to seriously!
so here are some rules to better help ourselves to adjust to this new blast of hyper-cyber communication
1. Stop thinking everyone checks their messages.
I had some friends actually get mad at me for not replying back to Facebook messages... I have a life away from my computer.. call.. text.
2.Stop thinking every status update is about YOU!
I hate it when people read statuses and get so worked up when they assume it is about them! Like when did you become so special! SHEESH! lol
3. Stop taking relationship statuses so seriously
You know what I am talking about people. Those girls/ boys that break up with their significant other b/c they dont want to post a status.... SHAME!
These are just three of the many rules that should revolve in the brain while utilizing cyber communication.
peace and love
sophia
can we talk about how crazy today was.
i set my alarm for 7... i get up at 9
i go to the church bookstore for my new bible study manual... they have none.
it started to rain... then it POURED!
i get to class late... miss notes
i lost my phone!!!!!
got to work late... made no commission because the computers were down at work
missed bible study trying to get my phone!!!
agghh! it was so crazy today! everything just kept happening. one after the other.
but in the end... im still smiling
Some of my thoughts of today are found within the words of this song.... which has been kinda running continuously in my brain from last week or so...
song of the day
on another note, ladies and gents ( especially ladies!)
im gunna cut right to the chase.
two words : GROW UP!!
if i hear another " she said/he said" story one more time!! i'll go crazy on someone!!
i dont think i really need to explain this, but i think we all know someone or some people who do this all the time!
so, 1. don't be this person, and 2. avoid these type of people at all costs.
secondly, i would like to elaborate on the topic of TRUST.
there are alot of misconceptions about trust, but its a lot easier than most people care to understand.
there are two methods...
you its either you 1. DO trust the person , or 2. DON'T trust the person
there is no middle ground. there is no "what if's". there is no such thing as circumstancial trust.
trust until you are given a VALID reason not to, not the other way around.
there is no point in trying to relate to someone you cant trust, no matter what type of relationship it is.
this means ladies and gents ( esp ladies) if your woman or man tells you something, believe them. A relationship mixed with doubt and jealousy is bound to fail with flying colors....
i feel really sorry for some friends of mine who are struggling with this issue as they are not being trusted or trusting.
trust is such a fundamental component of love, don't let something so minute make such a big impact
peace and love
sophia
hahaha!! just playing.
My wise friend told me today that my gift is compassion.
unfortunatley my compassion is a double edged sword. it is effective when it is used with the right people, but kills me when in the hands of those who dont deserve it.
I have been questioning the reason for alot of people who have come and go in my life recently (especially this past labor day...). I think it was so that God had a plethora of examples already laid out for me.
This past weekend my heart matured. I see that there are some people who need need my love but don't deserve my direct compassion. I have the constant feeling of being used and worn by friends because I keep expecting them to show the compassion I show them. I no longer have tolerance for those who are selfish and incapable of seeing the world beyond their own perspective. Im tired of being pulled and tugged emotionally.
beyond friendships, I dont want to date a man who cannot uplift me. I have made the mistake of trying to date a man with a unmended heart. I really believed that i could fix it, that i could really make his heart all better... I and no one else can change the way people are.
some people say that it is too ironic that the ones who are the most open hearted get hurt the most. i now think not. We are honestly OPEN hearted. We are increasingly more vulnerable to emotional pain than those who keep their hearts guarded.
I'm not saying that I am going to cave undera boulder,but I think the final release of those who have leached off of my love will have to be severed out of my life, and that too is not ironic at all.