Mar 22, 2009

Great minds still exist everywhere

Haven't had much time to post. I now work 6 shifts a week, which although tiring, is a blessing. So now I sit, perusing the blogs I read daily and enjoy. I am starting to think there is a link between minds on this planet. The thinkers, the writers, artists and so on. I see it as I travel this world via the ethernet. The most pleasurable people I have met aren't the ones who reside in the ivory towers. They are not "fabulous" or incredibly wealthy. The people I enjoy the most are the ones who take the time to put their thoughts and opinions out here for us to read and ponder. People who are not consumed with self, but concerned with the greater good. People who express their frustrations with the world that we all must live in together. It re-enforces to me that people still care. I sit here and click from blog to blog and I see an underground community of human beings who reach out with words from their keyboards. Reading has always given me pleasure. Reading the bloggers of the world has become quite the past time for me. That is where the hope is for me. Seeing other people just like you and me, not willing to accept the status quo, not buying the bullshit we are spoon-fed, that is the hope that drives me to get up everyday and try. To everyone who writes and shares their opinions on the beautiful internet, thank you.

2 comments:

the walking man said...

The revolution will not be televised but it will begin on the very tool the government developed to ensnare us...The Internet.

The Revolution Will Not Be Televised--Gil Scot Heron

You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,
Skip out for beer during commercials,
Because the revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruptions.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John
Mitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to you by the
Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie
Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.
The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.
The revolution will not make you look five pounds
thinner, because the revolution will not be televised, Brother.

There will be no pictures of you and Willie May
pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run,
or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance.
NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32
or report from 29 districts.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being
run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process.
There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy
Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and
Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving
For just the proper occasion.

Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville
Junction will no longer be so damned relevant, and
women will not care if Dick finally gets down with
Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people
will be in the street looking for a brighter day.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock
news and no pictures of hairy armed women
liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.
The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb,
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom
Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be right back after a message
bbout a white tornado, white lightning, or white people.
You will not have to worry about a dove in your
bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.
The revolution will not go better with Coke.
The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath.
The revolution will put you in the driver's seat.

The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,
will not be televised, will not be televised.
The revolution will be no re-run brothers;
The revolution will be live.

Lori said...

Amen! Amen! Powerful and true.