I wrote this blog about a month ago because a lady at my job ask me to do something that I can do but have been so afraid to try...
She asked me to help people!
Allow me to expound, I work in a warehouse distribution center. Where when I speak I get either you try to hard to act white or my favorite...this is from the lady...Why are you here, you don't belong.
This lady once told me I have the ability to help people because I'm able to strip sub-text and emotion from any situation. Well a talent I have been aware of for quite sometime...one issue...
When you are so focused on your life you ignore the living.
Its truth telling time...I'm so disappointed in myself! I just a little while ago decided to go back to school to get my degree. The reason why is because I did see that talent and thought immediately that no one will listen to a Nigger from the South side of Chicago without a degree...Hell they probably wont listen to one with a degree.
That is the funny part...that has been MY weakness...my crutch. No one will give your thoughts credence without that paper. I wish that was a concern of my own mental manifestation, but it is not.
Several years ago, I was involved in a conversation with some people. It started light-hearted then became very deep, some of which I didn't understand. So I started by listening, as I gather enough info I responded. Several of them agreed, then without provocation one of them asked me where I graduated from. I was confused so I told them I don't have a degree...IMMEDIATE DISMISSAL!
I guess that stuck with me until a friend told me how a degree wont make me smarter...IT WILL JUST CONFIRM MY INTELLECT! That is why I went back to school just to confirm my talent.
Then I started to use my talent for helping and DAMN IF PEOPLE DONT WONT HELP!
So now I bring to you my superman/super-hero blog.
Enjoy the intro...it is from Kill Bill...
Bill: As you know, l'm quite keen on comic books. Especially the ones about superheroes. I find the whole mythology surrounding superheroes fascinating. Take my favorite superhero, Superman. Not a great comic book. Not particularly well-drawn. But the mythology... The mythology is not only great, it's unique. Now, a staple of the superhero mythology is, there's the superhero and there's the alter ego. Batman is actually Bruce Wayne, Spider-Man is actually Peter Parker. When that character wakes up in the morning, he's Peter Parker. He has to put on a costume to become Spider-Man. And it is in that characteristic Superman stands alone. Superman didn't become Superman. Superman was born Superman. When Superman wakes up in the morning, he's Superman. His alter ego is Clark Kent. His outfit with the big red "S", that's the blanket he was wrapped in as a baby when the Kents found him. Those are his clothes. What Kent wears - the glasses, the business suit - that's the costume. That's the costume Superman wears to blend in with us. Clark Kent is how Superman views us. And what are the characteristics of Clark Kent. He's weak... he's unsure of himself... he's a coward. Clark Kent is Superman's critique on the whole human race. Sorta like Beatrix Kiddo and Mrs. Tommy Plimpton.
Now that is the most profound thing I have ever heard of in my life…
Weak , unsure, a coward…
I said yesterday that there are many gifted people in the world, some of them use their gifts for ill gotten gains some even squander there gifts by not using them, or worse not acknowledging them. Some even run from them for fear of success and knowing they must maintain that success.
But know this those with the gifts and use them frown with disgust of those who do not have them. Call it a superiority complex or what ever it is you want the reality is the gifted ones know better and harbor resentment to those who plod through life and the world with reckless and lazy abandon. It is not a preference of those with the gifts for those without them to be that way it is simply put…
“You can educate those of a closed and narrow mind”. How can a doctor heal when the patient gets off on the infection? How can a teacher teach when the student believes “ignorance is bliss”.
If power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely, how can that quote be proven when power is only given to the weak and narrow minded?
I look around me and see so many “Super-heroes” and ask why do you not fly?
Then I see the people they can save and the point becomes mute. They see the hopelessness in the eyes of so many and wonder how can I save you from yourself? Why give you the right answer when I know you will choose the wrong?
Those without gifts are not hopeless they are lost, victimized by their own devices…all the while hoping for a “God” or a “Superman” to rescue them.
Then when “God” sends them “Superman” or their “healer” they buck or panic.
Refusing service or saving because it does not fit their agenda…which is hidden.
Or worse because that person or persona doesn’t fit their image of what they envision they question the help or advice, until they choose for themselves…then the cry for help comes through…help me from myself PLEASE!
Someone once told me the best way to win is to stop fighting…war only has losers and casualties.
I wonder how many of us are seeing losers in the mirror when they wake up?
All because they wont just stop fighting…
She asked me to help people!
Allow me to expound, I work in a warehouse distribution center. Where when I speak I get either you try to hard to act white or my favorite...this is from the lady...Why are you here, you don't belong.
This lady once told me I have the ability to help people because I'm able to strip sub-text and emotion from any situation. Well a talent I have been aware of for quite sometime...one issue...
When you are so focused on your life you ignore the living.
Its truth telling time...I'm so disappointed in myself! I just a little while ago decided to go back to school to get my degree. The reason why is because I did see that talent and thought immediately that no one will listen to a Nigger from the South side of Chicago without a degree...Hell they probably wont listen to one with a degree.
That is the funny part...that has been MY weakness...my crutch. No one will give your thoughts credence without that paper. I wish that was a concern of my own mental manifestation, but it is not.
Several years ago, I was involved in a conversation with some people. It started light-hearted then became very deep, some of which I didn't understand. So I started by listening, as I gather enough info I responded. Several of them agreed, then without provocation one of them asked me where I graduated from. I was confused so I told them I don't have a degree...IMMEDIATE DISMISSAL!
I guess that stuck with me until a friend told me how a degree wont make me smarter...IT WILL JUST CONFIRM MY INTELLECT! That is why I went back to school just to confirm my talent.
Then I started to use my talent for helping and DAMN IF PEOPLE DONT WONT HELP!
So now I bring to you my superman/super-hero blog.
Enjoy the intro...it is from Kill Bill...
Bill: As you know, l'm quite keen on comic books. Especially the ones about superheroes. I find the whole mythology surrounding superheroes fascinating. Take my favorite superhero, Superman. Not a great comic book. Not particularly well-drawn. But the mythology... The mythology is not only great, it's unique. Now, a staple of the superhero mythology is, there's the superhero and there's the alter ego. Batman is actually Bruce Wayne, Spider-Man is actually Peter Parker. When that character wakes up in the morning, he's Peter Parker. He has to put on a costume to become Spider-Man. And it is in that characteristic Superman stands alone. Superman didn't become Superman. Superman was born Superman. When Superman wakes up in the morning, he's Superman. His alter ego is Clark Kent. His outfit with the big red "S", that's the blanket he was wrapped in as a baby when the Kents found him. Those are his clothes. What Kent wears - the glasses, the business suit - that's the costume. That's the costume Superman wears to blend in with us. Clark Kent is how Superman views us. And what are the characteristics of Clark Kent. He's weak... he's unsure of himself... he's a coward. Clark Kent is Superman's critique on the whole human race. Sorta like Beatrix Kiddo and Mrs. Tommy Plimpton.
Now that is the most profound thing I have ever heard of in my life…
Weak , unsure, a coward…
I said yesterday that there are many gifted people in the world, some of them use their gifts for ill gotten gains some even squander there gifts by not using them, or worse not acknowledging them. Some even run from them for fear of success and knowing they must maintain that success.
But know this those with the gifts and use them frown with disgust of those who do not have them. Call it a superiority complex or what ever it is you want the reality is the gifted ones know better and harbor resentment to those who plod through life and the world with reckless and lazy abandon. It is not a preference of those with the gifts for those without them to be that way it is simply put…
“You can educate those of a closed and narrow mind”. How can a doctor heal when the patient gets off on the infection? How can a teacher teach when the student believes “ignorance is bliss”.
If power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely, how can that quote be proven when power is only given to the weak and narrow minded?
I look around me and see so many “Super-heroes” and ask why do you not fly?
Then I see the people they can save and the point becomes mute. They see the hopelessness in the eyes of so many and wonder how can I save you from yourself? Why give you the right answer when I know you will choose the wrong?
Those without gifts are not hopeless they are lost, victimized by their own devices…all the while hoping for a “God” or a “Superman” to rescue them.
Then when “God” sends them “Superman” or their “healer” they buck or panic.
Refusing service or saving because it does not fit their agenda…which is hidden.
Or worse because that person or persona doesn’t fit their image of what they envision they question the help or advice, until they choose for themselves…then the cry for help comes through…help me from myself PLEASE!
Someone once told me the best way to win is to stop fighting…war only has losers and casualties.
I wonder how many of us are seeing losers in the mirror when they wake up?
All because they wont just stop fighting…
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