There is a mental state
I strive to achieve a homeostatic state a humming a lull like those alpha wave tapes they sold in the 60's
I need to hear that in my head all day. Instead of the clanging of my thoughts and the clashing of my
wants versus what I should do need to do and the sad, bright violins from "Sunshine" so melancholy
so consistent that remind me how it is not to have anyone understand
This video really affected me today. The content is disturbing looking at the generations of women that came before me and the ones that came behind... But the CRAZIEST feeling I had was one of hope...
Hope because I'd been tricked by the seizure-inducing, booty shaking, gum popping, pimp-admiring, ho-aspiring, be-the-one-to-suck-the-most-dicks aiming, chicken-noodle-souping female youth that they've innundated me with on Urban Radio Stations and BET and U Pick-a-Nigga Network... That perhaps we'd ALL lost our sense of self. Our sense of responsibility to try to understand our situations and better our selves. Hearing girl after girl after girl - not 20 yet - firstly articulate themselves with minimal explitives or "yo'm'shayn's" AND put together some coshesive, intelligent stream of thought - WOW... they are still out there.
Hallelujah... I guess I shouldn't give up just yet.
