Tuesday, April 2, 2013

The Book of Life (Prolouge)

Hello America,

I tried to write yesterday but my site crashed and I had to work.........

God didn't mean for my post to hit yesterday.........

Last week was full of challenges, and lessons and it was truly holy....

I am going to take the next month and talk about myself and Chicago.....

For what it is done here is indicative of what's going on in this country....

And we are going to use the battles of NCAA and NBA basketball to talk to about it.....

Sometimes so much matters that it all becomes meaningless.......

Because when you get to the very essence of an issue, it is usually a very basic situation.

The only thing that remains complicated is the lies that we tell ourselves about that basic situation.

So a couple of quick stories.....

And then we'll address... the battle tonight on the basketball court, the battle at the Supreme court, and the battle regarding the court of public opinion.

So I need LeBron Raymore James, Kobe Beans Bryan, Derek Martell Rose and Dirk Werner Nowitski to come on down to the front of the stage.....

I went last week to a Senegalese Restaurant on the Southside.....

Never had that type of food before, and it was good but I don't eat a lot of things these days, so initially it didn't sit well.  After I got the food home, and the food had time to marinate something I believe in strongly...... it was more delicious than it was when I first ate it.

I sat across from a table of educators who were discussing the school crisis in Chicago.  The pros and cons of charter schools to replace those that Rahm Emanuel is closing and he and I both know he has no intention of opening back up......  And I felt a tug on my shirt......

I looked down and it was one of those children that don't let me sleep at night, for their souls were taken before they had a chance to determine the fate of their own souls......

And that child told me softly to fight..

But I ignored it... I read on the menu about how in Senegal, one is outcast and considered inhumane if you don't share........  However, I listened to the group talk about how charter schools not insured after school hours and can't provide vital after school care and just basically no way around it, this is a power grab.

I next saw police all and through Drexel and Cottage Grove, not because they were looking for guns.....  Because everywhere the police were, there were signs that said building a better Chicago....and developer signs funded by folks like JP Morgan Chase.  signs for high rises that no one American can afford, but these "highly skilled" illegals with no student debt can come right in... As I walked down the streets as I love the murals here, I love the art and expression...

I felt a stronger tug on my coat and it was this time this same child and a group of her friends.....

pleading with me to fight.......

I sat down in Washington Park and I talked with these children whose blood lines the streets of this city, whose blood the democrats and republicans of this state, slush around in to appear as if giving a damn about anything other than donors.

I tell the kids... I don't have any children, I ain't from Chicago, I am not a democrat, I'm running for President.... I can't fight this fight, it ain't my fight.

 I go Sunday morning after trials and tribulations, after seeing Dirk with the Bulls well rather reading about it, b/c I had to work ...... and other challenges my landlord, my hometown of Dallas, and the city of Chicago took me through that week......

I went to church to Apostolic Faith Church...........

I am from an old traditional Baptist Church in the South, so decidedly the service was different,  not used to praise, and enactments of the Resurrection during Service...

But I'm old enough to know things change, nothing wrong with being active in the service.......

The Pastor of the church started out with his sermon, in a manner that I was afraid of.

He talked about giving to other countries, he made remarks about how it's not all about America, how America is great for crime etc, but not in other ways.

And I found myself getting worried because I draw from whatever sermon I hear, if I deem that man is a man of God which I couldn't deny he was.....

So I found myself hoping and praying that something would touch my heart.  The sermon was from Revelations Chapter 5, about the book of life.......

In short, there was a scroll with all of the names of those who were meant for eternal life, and no one could open that scroll.... none of the apostles and there was panic and sadness in the land.........

And this lamb with the strength and instinct of a lion was the only one who could open the book.

Now that was Jesus, but that's not my point.

The Pastor Horace E. Smith who is also a medical doctor.......

delved into the Chicago school closing issue and he was passionate and frustrated.....

And he simply asked what politician could open the book of life for these children that are being used as pawns in Rahm's relocation Remedy......

What politician had enough integrity to do what needs to be done and withstand the challenges of Chicago and national politics?

I felt someone tug on my dress, for I wasn't feeling the best..... but it wasn't the children anymore....

It was God....

"I've been trying to break it to you gently, this is your fight.  It don't matter that you don't have children, they all your babies..... It don't matter that you ain't from Chicago, this is all my territory.... It don't matter who you facing in Rahm, or Rubio or Obama, because you backed by me....."

 And I sat there, and I walked out of that church because I don't think the Bishop nor I ready for me to proclaim, I can open that book.....

But I walked out, with those same babies, some still in the blood filled clothes that marked their death, that won't let me sleep at night, walking with me, holding my hand tightly, with others taping my hands..... letting their hands feel the scars inside and outside that made me strong enough to fight this........

 The point of this is......

We don't chose our fights, we don't get to chose the battle, we don't get to choose our weapon, we don't get to choose anything but whether we are going to adhere to the challenge or not.  So for Rubio and Obama and Rahm and Boehner, read these messages and apply them to you.

Derek, I understand your brother means well, but there is a reason why you have an outside agent..... You feel like you don't have all the weapons you need in the team... But Hell, love who does.  You think Dirk got that ring by paying attention to what he didn't have in his team... against the Lakers, the Thunder against the Heat......

People move on love........... Teams do too, Nobody is going to beg you, nobody is going to plead with you and although your talent is undeniable, it is always a Nate in the locker room saying screw him, we can do it without him.....

And it's you that lose when they win... for this city and that team going to be allright with or without you, but I doubt you can say the same........... makes me weep for you...

Lebron, it's not your fault that you don't understand.  But everytime society assumes you are a man in the midst of boys, you show that's its the opposite.  You remark that you a football player when the calls go your way, but you are a victim when they don't.  It makes me sad for you not just on the court, but in life.....It makes me weep that between Stern, Nike, Jay Z and gatorade, they all make sure that you are protected and have everything you need but the guidance to understand to realize the midst of what you trying to do. Nobody to tell you that you in the midst of the grown men trying to fight for glory, for playoff checks for legacies...

And you don't fuss about the calls you do or don't get, because you don't hear Kevin Durant or Garnett fuss about the calls that should have gone their way, you don't hear Dirk fuss about calls that didn't go when David Stern knew officials went to jail and others even this season admitted this error.

Kobe....God meant for you to get your home in order because he knew days like this were coming.  For you to understand that there are things greater than your will, greater than fantasy stats, greater that superteams...... and at the end of the day, for what you have had in your career pales into what you got at home remember that tonight.

Dirk...... It's simple, it ain't complicated, the time is now, the fight is here, and what you got as far as weapons is some beards and balls.....

So I'm going to leave you all with this,

for I have to prepare for my thesis oral defense, won't be here until the end of the week.

The devil approached me in Bronzeville Sunday........

and said "You really want to do this because not going to hold back with you, This Chicago, this 2016........"

And I told those children who seem to follow me all the time to step away,  grown folks need to talk

 
I turned and whispered softly in his ear because these children don't need to hear all this.

 
[Chorus:][Chorus:]
I gotta a fight I'm going to bring
We going to rumble now it seems
Bc your ass in pieces
gonna help freedom ring
This land belongs to the king


[Verse 1:]
This land is mired
With a lot of I'm going to
Its time for new days
For a no dude screw you
This land you trying to bleed out
You must be confused
For babies sake
Running right through you

You think I'm weak
But this is my father's might
So I ain't gotta lie
Your loss is my prize
I'm prepared to pay the toll
be that sacrifice
This nation is going to have a life

I gotta a fight I'm going to bring
We going to rumble now it seems
Bc your ass in pieces
gonna help freedom ring

This land belongs to the king


These acts God don't condone
So he tells me to enter my zone
So you can skew my story
And to him victory will still be won
Bc I gotta fight to bring


Take me to the King (Bronzeville Battle Cry)
Written by Tiffani E. Mims

Tonight ain't about no playoff spot, its to teach these misguided boys like Derek Rose and Lebron James, how grown men fight for lives, for survival.

Tonight ain't about no school closing, its to teach these politicians like Marco Rubio, Rahm Emanuel and Barack Obama, how public servants put a nation on their back because they riding on God's.

Tonight is about a fight pure and simple.  Ain't no need for hype rap music, Ain't no need for no anthem.  It is two grown men leading their squads for a battle, a fight, a struggle that can't be avoided, that neither is willing to leave to chance, coaches or calls.

Tell Bishop Horace...........

I can open the book of life of not just for Chicago, but for this nation's future, not because I have all the answers nor the integrity

but simply because the God I serve does......... and he knows in a fight, not only will I ensure I get up, but that my enemy stays down......

Because that's the fighter he made me.

Derek, Lebron, Marco, Rahm, Barack, John, Mitch and Hillary.

Sit down and learn something today, to know tomorrow  ;)

I got a fight, and all I got is the hurt from Baylor's best player realizing how non pure the game is.......

Some Louisville courage, that Kevin Wade kind like I'm walking... crutches and all to be there for my brothers....

Some Bishop Horace's pleas to not curse in here.........

And some Texas Tenacity to tell the devil, baby get your red bull, it's going to be a long night.

It's time for a fight.

Bishop, God says your book that you were concerned about has been opened.

will be back Friday.

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