(1/3) John Hagee - Obama's New World Order

Fall 2010 semester update.

Ok, so I haven't updated in a while but I wanna start doing it more.

So what's new. Well I am finally in my last semester at Rutgers University. I've been playing poker more locally, and really getting good. I've met some very interesting and beautiful people, both locally and internationally, and all different ethnicities :D

There is this one girl that I met from the Law School, she I believe in Indian, very cute, and very into her work. You know how someone who can look a little nerdy but have a good style can in your eyes very amazing and sexy? She is a little smaller in stature to me but very nice. Well that is what I see. Then there is this other young lady, more my age. She is a Senator at my University. Very smart, very enticing, and look amazing in a business suit, and has thighs and legs to make my mouth water :P She and I have actually had a few nice talks, and her personality is great, love the accent as well. Oh, did I mention she also was on Indian decent. I don't know why this semester Im all about the Indians :)

But that's not totally true. The girl who has captured my heart this semester is from Nigeria. Her natural smell caught me, and brought me to her side. We have been close ever since, now whether it will become something more, I do not know. My heart currently does belong to another country. But only time will tell.

Well I think this is enough. I think it will be very embarrassing if these girls knew I was talking about them, but I didn't use names so it should be ok. :)

Till next time.

ACN Opportunity

The Human Rainbow

I'm not sure how to really explain this or title this, but I just wanted to put it on here and you give you opinion on it.

Well yesterday at my University, not saying which one it was but there was a nice poetry slam, it there was a nice turn out and I had a some what good time, but one thing that I noticed when listening to most of the African American poets and mixed poets its that why is everything a color issue? I understand as a young black man we need to build up our culture and change the mindsets that we have, the habits that we have and the broke mentality, and defeated mentality that we have. Its prevalent throughout our music, fashion sense, style, and our speech. The way the man act towards the woman, and the women toward the men. I understand this, but I hear a lot of hate, or discontent against men who don't stay within their own race. Black men who because of personal preference or circumstance os with someone of another culture, and or just prefer not to date within his own race due to stereotypical views that he might have.

I personally tried to date black women, and I believe that when dating a black women you should treat her like a queen, a goddess on earth, and do right by her, and appreciate all the little details of her curves, her style, her hair, her skin, from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. But I believe that all woman, regardless of color, men should treat a woman. I can find the beauty in every culture, every color, ever shape and size. We are ultimately the human race before race, before culture, and like a rainbow, it is not whole without all the colors are together. That will be my title, The Human Rainbow.

So why is it wrong for me as a young black man to to listen to alternative acoustic music. Yesterday I was in a lounge at my University and a girl came up to me. I was playing pool by myself and wanted to listen to some music. Now I like rap, and r&b, but I don't want to listen to it all the time. So I had Nirvana, acoustic unplugged playing on my laptop. The young girl walked by and asked, "... what color is your skin? you should be listening to your own music"

Really?!!!!

Is that how is still is?

Honestly, in my life I have rarely been the recipient of racial hatred by people who are not African American.

But, I have throughout my WHOLE LIFE, year after year, have been talked about, looked at, and in intense discussions where I have to defend my own right to be myself, and where I am accused on not being black enough (whatever that means)

That night I heard a poem that almost brought me to tears... I can't even explain how this young female poet who conveyed with her words her feelings towards the growth of how a black man should. I was touched.

There were very few poems that I liked, though they were conveyed with great conviction, and determination, and filled with emotions wrapped in a lyrical rhythmic vortex that spun me into a new world where I believe that African's were the only race in that world and building up a black man and assigning a immeasurable value to a woman that her face kisses the sun every time she smiles. Wow, that a world I saw. A world devoid or hatred and or any other culture or race...

Well I live in reality where there are many cultures, races, and religions, and I am really considering to bring out my pen and paper and write my own poems that has a little bit of correction for those, mixed with love, and love towards all races as a black man who has many mixtures inside him, and different views, desires, and a general appreciation for all woman of every race. Because we all have something different and appealing, and we all bring together a piece of our race, the human race.

Well I think that's enough. I vented what I wanted to.

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