Saturday, July 31, 2010
Father and Daughter Talks
I love being a father. Trouble is life gets in the way and your time with you children is limited. So I heart my time with my daughter. Especially when we riding somewhere. A few weeks ago, we had a conversation about music. Now my daughter is 13 years old. Im about to be 43 in a couple of months, if the good LORD says the same. Now too often your child will remind you that you are old. lol I got my moment of clarity in this conversation.
I asked my child a question.
(parents... i dont care how spiritual you are, but dont be shocked if your child gives you answer you dont care for)
Who is your favorite artist?
"ummm Nicki Minaj"
*faints*
The next few minutes were spent filled with heavy sighs, and an occasional "what?"
*calm down Rich, it could be worst* yeah right...
Now my daughter answered the question honestly, and she didnt give me someone I thought I might like or just want to hear. Gold Star for Ashley.
*vomits*
Then I ask her, why Nicki Minaj?
She tells me, she's cool and funny.
*thats one way of putting it*
Now, honestly Nicki is funny to me. Her lyrics are hilarious. She admitted in an interview in Houston, that Lil Wayne called her a geek. Her style is a lil geeky but that is apart of the attraction... I guess. Now of course chick is very attractive, that does not hurt. However.... my kid is 13 and uh i dont know Nicki Minaj is the role model I want my child emulating. Ya Dig.
Now kids are gonna have their music tastes. It might be terrible to my ears but its awesome to them. What do you do?
1. Pray because they are gonna hear it in the streets and in school.
2. Try to provide alternatives. Good luck with that. lol But its about balance. Show your kids there is more than the "pop culture phemon of the day"
3. Affirm your kids. Look, you dont have to like the crap they love but it behooves you to understand it.
4. Stay a parent. Dont try to be your child's friend. You are their parent, show them you have standards for them and you wont compromise them. They will love you for it later on.
As a man, I went through many phases. I once listened only to rock music. Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, Motley Crue. Stuff like that.
Then i discovered I was Black... that was shocking. I got into Public Enemy, KRS-ONE, NWA and stuff like that.
So my mama prayed for me. lol
My child is no different than i was.
My homie and i was talking about music and the sad shape music is in. Yet, we came to the conclusion that we were both just old. lol
It is what it is.
"Nicki Minaj?"
Ughhh...
Friday, July 30, 2010
Good Morning
Good Morning,
may God give you the best day,
even if you forget to pray.
May God give you strength and health,
and provide inspiration for you to obtain wealth.
May God allow you to see,
the beauty of life
from the animals, elements, thoughts and trees.
Its simple but in its complexity behold,
Another day is more precious than gold.
Good Morning.
Richard J Wright (2010)
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Random Thoughts
...I could fall for her hard. I already see it.
...I am so proud of my daughter.
...I need to get at my homie, I aint seen him in while.
...I hate being alone at times.
...I hope the sun comes out this weekend.
...I got get this book out, now.
...I love writing.
...I need a good fiction novel to read.
...I gotta do my best, at this.
Oxygen
Monday, July 26, 2010
An Open Letter to President Barrack Obama from one Black Man to Another...
Dear Mr. President,
I want to just send this letter of appreciation and concern to you. I know its a hard job you are doing. I realize that your hands are full and you have the weight of the free world upon your shoulders. I salute you brother.
Now speaking to you, I want you to know that I am not only speaking the head of the free world but I am also speaking to you as your brother. I want you to know that I am a little worried about you. Let me explain. I know all day long, the conservatives and those cowards on FOX News are giving you and the democratic party the blues. Pay them no never mind. Do your job, brother. That is all I can expect of you. Some have written you off already and do not think you will earn a second term. Personally speaking I don't think that is the case. Stay strong.
I know some of our people are being very critical of you and your adminstration. While I don't agree with everything you and your administration is doing, I would like to say that you still have my support.
I see the bumper stickers and signs people are displaying showing their displeasure of you. It down right upsets me. However, I realize that it is apart of our freedom of speech and expression. While I understand your position as the president, I want you to know that your people do love you. You must be the president to all Americans. I get that. However, make no mistake about it sir, we in our community look to you for inspiration and affirmation.
I just want to say, brother we love you. I know you probably hear it all the time. You probably wont even see this letter, but I want you to know from one Black man to another, I am proud of you. Too often we do not salute people or give them their flowers in a timely fashion. I just want to say, march on. We have your back. In the immortal words of Willie Hutch, "Brothers gonna work it out".
Sincerely,
Richard J Wright
P.S. Hug Michelle and the babies. Go Black man go!
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Time To Weigh In.... The Illuminati Controversy
You know the world is interesting. When I say the world, I actually mean the world system. People are unlearned, uninformed, and in some cases just plain stupid. "What are you talking about Rich"? Well I will tell you.
For months and even years people have been going in on Jay-Z and his alleged connections to the illuminati. Now a majority of the people that have made this claim, have been preachers, scholars and your average paranoid conspiracy theorists. They have looked at lyrics and videos to stake their claims. Some, I would even say is legitimate.
Here is the thing. Can a rapper from the Marcy Projects in Brooklyn be a member of an international secret society, whose goal is to produce the so-called reign of the antichrist or commonly called the NEW WORLD ORDER? Anthing is possible but I doubt it. Can Jay-Z be manipulated, of course. Shoot, the videos some of these cats are producing on youtube are evidence of that.
Lets go to some literary evidence. Adam Weishaupt is quoted in the book The New World Order by A. Ralph Epperson saying two key elements concerning the new world order. 1. "We must do our utmost to procure the advancement of Illuminati into all important civil offices". 2. "Behold our secret... If in ordre to destroy all Christianity, all religion, we have pretended to have the sole true religion, remember that end justifies the means, and that the wise ought to take all the means to do good which the wicked take to do evil". Now lets break these two points down.
1 Civil offices... okay, Executive, Legislative, Judicial... If folks want to investigate the Illuminati, well there is certain elements to study. In fact, you could spend years just on dealing with checks and balances her in America alone. No Jay-Z sighting here, except getting President Obama on a text according to Jay in his "On to the next One" song. lol
2. Destruction of Christianity and religion. Now this is a murky pit. Now the Illuminati wants to destroy Christianity in particular as if the other religions of the world would follow suit. Well, billions of Muslim, Hindu and Buddhist followers may have something to say about that. Jay says he does not believe in Christianity. Well all one has to do go into most Black Churches and count the number or lack of numbers of Black men. Jay, honestly isnt that different than many brothers. Sad, but true.
When Jesus casted out devils, the religious folk around said that He did it by the prince of demons. Jesus made the point to them that if Satan cast out Satan then his kingdom (no matter how counterfeit it maybe) is divided and cannot stand. In short, you cant build a kingdom while tearing it down at the same time. So even some of those people who believe that Jay-Z is a devil worshipper and a member of the secret society are not doing a real expose because they themselves are demonic in their actions as well. Satan would not go through the trouble of building something and allowing somebody he is influencing as well to tear that pillar or brick down. Now many Christian scholars have done the research but too often the evidence is suspect and not concrete. When evidence is subjective it is subject to interpretation which is suspect at best, not pun intended.
Jay is a hip hop artist. He has some influence but he is not the chief. If anything he is a pawn in a larger game. While the internet buzzes whether or not he is a member of a secret society designed to bring the antichrist to power. One critical component is left out. WHERE ARE YOU? WHO ARE YOU? WHO IS PULLING YOUR STRINGS? WHO DO YOU FOLLOW? What am I saying? People need to get into where they are personally before they can tackle a lofty subject. What good is it to show people where others are and you dont discover where you are in the midst of it.
In closing let me say this as well. The Illuminati is like Mafia. Its exclusive. The closest one can become to this order is the Boule. See Steve Cokely to learn about this secret society. Jay is a target but to many people are focusing on him instead of the real target. And if Jay is this terrible person so many are claiming, what is the solution. To paraphrase Steve Cokely "Power isnt discovering who done it, but who bad enough to kick their butt". I hate to say it but the Illuminati, the real one is winning because their order is secret and known by many other names and few posess the real power to stop them. After all, they have assassinated people, started wars, and economic collapses to achieve certain goals. I dont think the author of Big Pimpin is that dude. lol If anything there are bigger fish to fry. So think about your role in this matrix. Are you in control or are you being controlled if so by whom and for what purpose.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Wisha Upon a Star a short story
The heat Weldon was feeling was starting to become unbearable. He tried to relax as best he could. Sitting in his car, he felt the leather literally cooking his skin.
"What's taking so long?" he mumbled to himself. The private investigator called him 45 minutes ago with news saying they had to meet. He stroked the stubble on his chin, making a mental note to shave when he got home. He then rubbed the back of his head, feeling the same kind of stubble. He hated new growth. Though it would only take him about 5 minutes to shave his face and head, he dreaded it. He wish he could grow out his hair but the bald spot on the top of his head said otherwise. This was taking too long. He cut off his engine, 10 minutes after he arrived noticing that the gas gauge was leaning on E. Dag, what did the investigator uncover? Was his wife of 14 years, cheating? Who was it? He needed answers. His wife Wisha was incredibly gorgeous and a notorious flirt. Yet, he liked that about her. Always did. Yet, things were different now. She was coming home later than usual. She was hanging out with the girls more often. It used to be once a month, now it was weekly. At first he did not think it to be so strange since she was a workaholic. She was in line for a promotion at work. Work. He hated that. That is all she would talk about. The bosses getting nervous. The supervisor that constantly pushed her. The co-workers she did not like at all. Yet, Wisha was determined to stay focus.
"Man where is this dude?"
Weldon nervously tapped the steering wheel. He held his head down, as if he was in deep prayer. It seemed like an eternity. So many questions, not enough answers.
"Mr. Stand".
The gravel voiced PI startled Weldon. He jumped at the sound of his voice.
"Man, Shelton, where you been. I been waiting..."
"I know..." Shelton interrupted.
"So, what's so important we had to meet"?
"I have some photos you need to see".
Shelton reached into a briefcase beside him and pulled out a large envelop and casually handed it Weldon. Weldon gently took the envelop and shook it. He stared at it. His heart was racing as he fumbled with opening. He reached inside and pulled out about a dozen black and white 11 X 14 shots. Before he could study them, Shelton remarked, "This should conclude our business". Weldon stared at him. He tried to read his face for anything resembling bad news. Instead he found Shelton's face stoic. He paused for a moment. "Man, this had better..." His comment trailed off into space. He stared at the pictures. Each one carefully shot at close range.
"Hmmmm" he remarked. In each photograph he looked at the expression of his wife. She was smiling in everyone, but there were no pictures of any man. He said to himself, these look innocent enough. There were pictures taken in several restaurants. Some with Nikki, who he secretly lusted after. Some with Jenise, who he couldn't stand. Some with Rochelle who he had a fling with years ago in college, when him and Wisha was dating. He flipped through each picture hurriedly. He laid them in his lap and immediately thought...
"Is she sleeping with any of these girls. Because I don't see nothing worthwhile here?
Shelton, broke out with a haughty laugh. "Oh no, Mr. Stand. Your wife isn't cheating on you". The words haunted Weldon.
"Say again".
"Your wife isn't having an affair".
Weldon, exhaled with a sigh of relief. All this time, my baby is being faithful. He said to himself. He sighed heavily. It was as if somebody took a huge boulder off of his shoulders. He had been carrying this burden for weeks before he even got enough nerve to find a private investigator. Now it all came down to this moment. He was just paranoid.
"Okay, Shelton. Good work my man. I guess there is nothing left but to pay the remainder of your fees".
Shelton, looked away and casually remarked, "You can come by the office tommorow after 12. We will settled all business then".
"Cool, I will call you before I come by your office".
Weldon started up his car and nodded his head at Shelton. He then abruptly pulled off. He began to think about stopping by the flower shop to buy his wife some roses. He felt a need to do something for her. He grinned, thinking that he would get the roses and take his wife to dinner or something. Then it hit him that he had these photos and he would need to discard them before he got home. His wife would not understand that he hired a private investigator to follow her around for weeks on end.
Shelton sat in his car watching his client pull off. He watched him through his rear view mirror and finally until he was out of sight. He then pulled out a scarf from the same briefcase where he stored the photos. He held the scarf to his face, and sniffed. The perfume lingered in his nose giving him a rush. He sat there dazed for a couple of minutes, taking in the scent of the scarf. He then started pulled his car in gear and drove off.
"Wisha, you are playing a dangerous game and I love it... and I love you" he chuckled to himself. Thinking about it for about 10 seconds, he broke out again in a haughty laugh.
Richard J Wright (2010)
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Her Eyes...
When I look into her eyes,
I hear a song.
The strings in my mind,
play for so long.
That Issac Hayes thinks Im going to far.
But she's a star.
And now I have an affinity for Astronomy.
I study her shapes,
I study her curves.
Yeah, Im gonna let this one get on more than my nerves.
And it all began,
with a glimpse...
in her eyes.
Richard J Wright (2010)
I Value your Friendship
"I value your friendship."
Usually, when someone says that, that someone is breaking up with that person. If I had a dollar for everytime I heard that, I might be able to get a 6 piece wing dinner from Timmy Chan. Just what does it mean when someone says I value your friendship? Does it mean that they care if you get run over by a car? Does it mean that they want to continue talking to you? Does it mean that they will be there for you? And if so, how?
Now lets just be honest. All of that is like pulling a bandaid off someone who is considerably hairy. Its gonna hurt whether you pull it slowly or quickly. Basically, its code for, I dont want to date you, but I will let you spend your money if you like. I dont want to sleep with you, so dont ask for none. Or, I will sleep with you, just go home right after we finish. Or worst, dont call me to ask if you can see me because chances are, I will be preocupied with my new friend.
A friend and I were talking and we talked about exes being friends. Is it possible? I think it is but truthfully its a waste of time. No one benefits really. In fact, if children are not involved, its just best to move around and not look back. Take it from me, I know personally.
The key to breaking up and being done with a person is line of sight. If a person is out of sight, eventually they will be out of mind. You have to do that in order for healing or even new people to show up in your life. At this point in my life, I value friendships but they are not required for me. I got enough "friends". So when some woman says to me "i value your friendship". That is a greenlight to exit stage left. Im not interested in talking to you about some guy you met or some guy who is giving you problems. Im not interested in talking to you about some woman I have met and is giving me problems. If anything, whats the point? So when someone says that to you. Ask yourself "do you really value their friendship" If not, move around. Dont be a sucka or worst an enabler. I have said it once and I will say it again. Friendships are like batteries. Some last longer than others. Dont be ghetto and stick it in the freezer trying to get more usage out of a battery that is dead. Instead, do yourself a favor and shop for new batteries. Life is too short.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Most of all...
Sitting here lounging, thinking of you.
Wondering where you are boo.
But most of all, Im thinking of your call.
Laughing and smiling staring at the wall.
Most of all, Im thinking of your lips,
wondering how soft they are, their taste,
and reaching out to touch your hips.
Most of all, Im thinking how you feel about me.
Hoping the feeling is mutual,
do you agree?
Most of all, Im jonzing for you.
Your words capture my mind,
colors like green and blue,
yellow and purple.
Shapes like triangles and circles.
Richard J Wright (2010)
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Dear God
Dear God,
Im in a lonely place,
needing you to fill this space.
My heart has broken in two.
And I just dont know what to do.
I find no peace, in my life.
Thinking maybe I need a wife.
Regardless nothing I do seems to work.
I just hate being messed up and hurt.
I try to numb the pain,
but nothing works.
Im frantic and going bezerk.
Lord quiet my mind,
So I can hear you speak.
I need you Father,
For I am so terribly weak.
Love,
Richard J Wright
So much for that.... Random Thoughts
So much for that...
... i didnt get to go to the movies.
... i didnt get to spend anytime with my new friend.
... the rain just jacked up yesterday.
... cant believe she wanted me to drive that far to be pissed off.
... cleaned up my house for nothing it seems. (well thats not a bad thing)
... i should have went to the wake, no excuses.
... the more things change, the more they appear the same.
... wish we could have worked things out.
... my Raising Cane didn't hit the spot last night. SMH
Saturday, July 17, 2010
The Rain
The rain is so unfair.
Her drops sooth the earth,
and kisses each body of water so gently.
While the thunder rumbles above,
sending passions of love.
The rain is so unfair.
Her drops bless the trees and flowers,
while thoughts of love go on for hours.
The lightning illuminates the sky,
while the lovers moan and cry.
The rain is so unfair.
The lonely try to drown out her melody.
While the storm pours out its song,
the lonely feel so wronged.
While the people move in and around.
Dancing and romancing its distant sounds.
Richard J Wright (2010)
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Wonder Woman
She's a wonder.
And she makes me wonder.
Her mind is amazing,
her humor ablazing.
She's fire wrapped in flesh.
A blowtorch, so fresh.
Makes me wonder,
will we be more.
Im playin for keeps,
go ahead and keep score.
All I do is win,
no matter what.
Got her on the brain,
and I aint giving up.
Until the amazon,
carries my last name.
Im forced to her flame.
She's my wonder woman.
Richard J Wright (2010)
Monday, July 12, 2010
The need for prayer...
I am convinced more than ever that everyone despite their status or situations need prayer. I talked with a friend this morning and we were discussing the situation involving Mel Gibson. Mel apparently went on a rant and used the N word. I suggested that the brother needs prayer and my friend disagreed. She felt that he needed to be confronted. While I do believe that he needs to be confronted on a certain level, I am not one to think that prayer is not out of the question. This man, produced an awesome protrayal of Christ in his movie, the Passion of Christ. God used him mightly and for anyone to think otherwise is just plain foolish. Mel has his demons, as most of us do. Why wouldnt we want to pray for him? Rebuke maybe in order, but prayer has to also be on the short list.
I had a conversation with another friend that left me stunned. She has gone through a number of things and I have tried to encourage her along the way. Strange enough the situation she found herself in was unfortunate and we talked about how God can and will restore her. However, the tail end of the conversation turned very carnal as she admitted that she would go through the same thing again because of the results it yielded her. I immediately got of the phone and then went and prayed and asked God to help her.
We all fall short and we all sin. We all mess up. Thats a given but I do know that the answer to many of our trials and stumbles lies right at the foot of prayer. Otherwise, all of our spirits will be vexed. We all need to pray. Its as simple as that because without the mercy of God, where will any of us be?
Old Negroes actin Brand New
Dear Mr. Jesse Jackson,
First let me say thank you for all of things you have done for all our people. You are a mighty warrior and I respect your mind. Now, having said that, let me say this. Man, you have lost a step. Perhaps its old age, perhaps its well intentions but Mister LeBron James isnt a slave or a runaway one for that matter. Last I check, no slave gets paid millions of dollars. If they do, then I have been in the wrong slave line.
The Cavs owner is a jack butt. Period. No question. Dude lost his mind for a split second. Not that I blame the poor guy. Its like watching your stock shares take a roller coaster dip into the bowels of hell never to return. With all due respect, brother take your rest. Chill. You have seen a Black man, go from slaveship to championship. Your words not mine. You have seen a Black man ascend to the highest office in the land. No longer are we in the streets being sicked on by police dogs and waterhoses. Things are not perfect but you have earned your stripes and deserve to just relax in your golden years. Now you have given something for white folks on the radio and at their water coolers to whine about again. Well, who could be mad at that. lol Still brother, its time to chill. It was LeBron who decide to host his own "slave auction" on the four letter network. If anything, call that dude and tell em that wasnt cute. You know as well as I do that whitefolks live to put their own foots in their mouth. He was just being a hater and at the end of the day, it was just a bad reaction to a business decision. Let it go and sit down somewhere. Relax. Chill out. Stop actin brand new.
Respectfully,
Richard J Wright
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Mindgasms
If I can touch your mind,
I can touch your heart.
If I can replace your pain,
I can become a part
of your medication.
No overdose, no frustration.
Just stimulation of thoughts
revealed while the mystery
remains concealed.
Yearning and learning,
while your fondness is turning
into love.
I descend in your presence
with the peace of a dove.
Yet I have talons like hawk.
Designed to grab your mind,
but lovingly you will find.
My words are not my own,
My actions are not mine alone.
They based upon your reactions,
climbing to heights of satisfaction.
While we share time,
over ice cream cones and conversation.
Lightly and evenly we change topics,
and the clock swings upward telling us to stop it.
Then I whisper something naughty in your ear.
Letting you know my intentions crystal clear.
My only fear is that you really dont know,
How I only want to be like a ficus in your garden,
I just want to grow on you rapidly,
and make you giggle silly laughfully.
Im silly over you,
and to know how you feel,
is all I care to do.
Talk to me while Al Green talks to us.
Lets bar no thought speak and discuss.
What life means to you and what it means to me.
Lets just be and learn and be bound together free.
Richard J Wright (2010)
Saturday, July 10, 2010
I love you Black woman
I emerged from a Black woman's womb,
and I am content to love a Black woman until I arrive at my tomb.
No one makes me laugh and love like you.
I just appreciate all that you do.
While people talk negatively about you.
I will just lift you up like the rising dew.
My love, my life, my friend.
My adoration of you will never end.
I love you Black woman.
Richard J Wright (2010)
Saturday, July 3, 2010
The More
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Evolution of a Dime
This is dedicated to my homie. My friend since elementary school.
She always has been a swan but the swan is full grown and sexy. lol
I remember when you was a wise cracking silly girl,
you was just a seedling that became a pearl.
Saw many that came through your world.
Little did they know your wings would unfurl.
Now your beauty stands so far out.
I even ask myself "whats that about?"
We remain friends throughout the years.
Went through our share of laughs and tears.
Lost touch but fate brought us together
and our friendship has bared all the weather.
I love you so much even from our humble beginnings.
Lockgate and Murr Way and those long bus rides to Lanier.
You are more than just a peer.
Lord knows we have seen more than our share of tears.
You always have a place in my heart.
Its been that way since the middle school parts.
High School, college, and beyond.
Babies occupy our lives and on.
I am so glad that life has been kind to you.
But your beauty pales when it comes to the real you.
I thank God that u have been apart of my life.
In a perfect world, I should have made me you my wife.
You are smart, full of heart.
Crazy as ever.
Let you fall, if its up to me.
Never.
I saw a pearl become a diamond right before my eyes.
The man that finds you will no doubt earn a grand prize.
Richard J Wright (2010)
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