Oh fearless leader where art Thou!!!

This is a picture of george Bush. Take a good look at the red cricles.

The only equalizer in life is immortality.

(listen to “Get by - Twalib kwali” while reading this post”)

It has been one of the greatest unsolved mysteries of mankind. It has been pondered by every single soul on this planet but yet we feel completely invisible or immune to it. If you have not caught on yet ( by the title of this blog ), I am talking about death. Death comes in all shapes and sizes, circle, rectangles, oblong, sometimes fast and quick to the point and sometimes painfully slow. The bottom line is we never get used to it and nor we appreciate the time that we have been given in this world by a god or if you are an agnostic - a superior being.


This past weekend, a person who I knew by association got in an accident and was killed. I will make the details short and straight to the point. Going about 120km/h on north america’s busiest highway ( HWY 401 in Toronto) at rush hour and slamming into back of the truck. His funereal services were held yesterday (Monday march 20 2006).

It is almost surreal what has happened, I had to pinch my skin at the funereal to realize that this was not a dream. This could not have happened to me! Sure, I always hear these stories in the news but this could not be happening to me. Death.. what is Death? Have you ever heard of it? This is a new subject to me ? How could this happen in a split second.. This must have been organized or pre-planed. Death isn’t supposed to happen out of nowhere.

Well the truth is that in the life that we lead (most north Americans), we are always busy. Wake up…work..home..eat..sleep… little leisure time with the family. We have intertwined our lives with superficial beliefs or materialistic values. Always wanting more! Well I am not saying it is bad to want more but truth be told we are never content or satisfied with what we have on our plate or what is in front of us. We leave no room for death or the acknowledgement that one-day we shall fall into the deepest sleep from which we shall never awake.

If there was a clock, which was placed in front of you, a clock lets say which has a countdown to your death. I am pretty sure you would realize or regret how much of your time has been spent and you would start utilizing the time you have to bring you the most joy or feeling. Would you tell someone that you love him or her more? Squash an old conflict that you have? Make mends with people in your life? Help someone live their life in a better way?

Another question I will leave you with, Why is it that we need death or some thing soo life altering to make positive or proper changes?

You are already here so you can start now.

Life is way to short, so live long and enjoy each second.

Another day, Another post.

Can't pass the hurdle

The way I currently feel is summed up by this song. Great song.


EVANESCENCE LYRICS

"My Immortal"

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

[Chorus:]
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

[Chorus]

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

[Chorus]

Another day another post.

No borders

What happened to the world of yesrtday where we could run free. Frollick in the mud, put every single flavor of pop in one cup at your local burger king or mcdonalds. Not be told "people dont behave that way" when you roll around in water or jump in the leaves that you just raked.

I have realized that as you grow older, things just seem to loose their taste. I remember bieng a kid and bieng able to do what ever I wanted to and not care. In contrast with now, I get frowned upon or even at times get shuned from my social groups of the things that I do.

I have decided that when I get older and have enough money, I want to create a playground for adults. Monkey bar, Super Slides, Tire swings and the whole 9 yards. With white sand imported from cancun and have a water bed along the side.

Ahh that would be the life.

"I raise my glass to the feelings of yester-years and to the years that become yesterday"

Another day, another rant.

L'oreal commercial for Men

Another day another story.

So today I saw the magazine ad of L'oreal. The top half of the picture had a middle aged person, a part of his face was zoomed in on which showed wrinkles. The line below the picture stated "She would like you better if you had less wrinkles", wih showing the l'oreal wrinkle free cream on the side.

These ads are the new set ads targeting men because homo-sexuality and metro-sexuality is more accepted in society now and so the companies thought "Hey, we can make some money here, why not add more money to roll around in our pockets".

The reason this struck a chord with me was because how strong the message was. When I first saw the ad I thought twice about it "Hmm, maybe i should get the cream cause chicks will dig it if I don't have wrinkles" A couple of seconds past and I realized that I was feeling insecure thanks to the ads. we men finally get a glimpse of how women feel and how much scrutiny they go through and the attacks on thier characters. Some woman who reads this is probably thinking "Finally, they get a taste of thier own medicine" "Burn in hell men" etc..

I will try to scan the picture and post it here if i find it.

Take care people.

Thank you for your time.

Police Brutality

I steped outside of the mall, closing the door behind me, feeling the mid february air hit my face like needles. I took a look at my jacket, which was unzipped and decided that if want to surive this weather I should zip my jacket up. Sometimes the weather is so devious, from inside of the mall, the sun peered so warmly on the horizon to make it look like a nice warm evening.

I take a step closer to the sidewalk, trying to see if my ride has arrived. Took a step back and enjoyed the sun . From a distance I saw a black blob turn into 7 dark figures which later morph into individuals. As they walked passed me, scannign my body, they stoped a yougn african american teenager and started to ask him questions. I could after a while assume this questioning had turned into harrasement as I heard questions like "Why are you your pants so low?", "Are you hiding something underneath your shirt?","If i check your cellphone will it be legit or should i know its stolen?" I was in a moment of shock, I could not beleive that the people I trust to keep our city clean were using stereotpes and profile to go after criminals. I almost thought i was in a nightmare and I should pinch myself.

What got me really worried was that thepolice wre trying to shoo away anybody who was watching, almost as if the police do not want the public to see any of this. The only question would arise is that why should the police shoo away a crowd for not to see 7 officers search a young black youth when he represented no danger? They did it so they would not look bad or be reported to the office. Another point I would like to add, this could be a coincidence, all of the 7 cops were white!!!!.


A lightbulb switched in my head. This section is for the drug dealers and killers and all the undercover criminals. IF YOU WANT TO GET AWAY WITH A CRIME DRESS LIKE A WHITE COLLORED WORKER. The reason that I am so upset is because I was there for longer period of time and was not serached nor asked any questions. The poor teen was humiliated by taking his shirt off and checking his boxers while I stood watching. The feeling of not doing anything to help him burned me inside and made a promise to myself to never give any respect to people in uniform unless they gave the same respect back.

IN the end, the boy had nothing on him and he walked away. As I sat in my car and exited the parking lot, I saw the 7 officer swarm another young black youth and i silently prayed for the young black youth.

I hope this will open some eyes of my readers.

Signing off, will be back later with some more good stuff.