Tuesday, November 27, 2007
...back and forth.
Is repetitive action virtuous action? If behaviour and conduct are merely repetitive processes then all human relationships actually cease. If I behave mechanically every day, - repeating a certain code of conduct which I have learnt, which I find profitable, or which is pleasant, repeating that over and over again, - my relationship with you ceases, completely - I have become a machine. - J. Krishnamurti
the pendulum swings...
yesterday, i came back to work after a great thanksgiving weekend. it was Mateyo's first one, and time with the family left me refreshed and energized.
i was surprised to hear that on sunday night, in an abandoned construction site for some new high rise condominiums across the street from our office, an eighteen-year old kid decided to take his own life by hanging himself from some part of the building. construction workers found him early monday morning.
a coworker of mine was talking to a police officer about the whole incident when a car pulled up. it was his father. distraught and heartbroken, my friend tried to console him with a hug. i didn't know that young man, but my heart goes out to him, to his father, and to his family. i could not imagine how i would feel if that was my son.
some might say the boy had found peace from whatever was anguishing him, some will say he'll be damned for doing what he did. whether we live 18 years or 98 years, can we say that we've lived this life to the fullest? i don't know if anyone can say that. i hope that one day i will be able to say it, and mean it.
do not regret. do not fear death. live life.
laks
i was surprised to hear that on sunday night, in an abandoned construction site for some new high rise condominiums across the street from our office, an eighteen-year old kid decided to take his own life by hanging himself from some part of the building. construction workers found him early monday morning.
a coworker of mine was talking to a police officer about the whole incident when a car pulled up. it was his father. distraught and heartbroken, my friend tried to console him with a hug. i didn't know that young man, but my heart goes out to him, to his father, and to his family. i could not imagine how i would feel if that was my son.
some might say the boy had found peace from whatever was anguishing him, some will say he'll be damned for doing what he did. whether we live 18 years or 98 years, can we say that we've lived this life to the fullest? i don't know if anyone can say that. i hope that one day i will be able to say it, and mean it.
do not regret. do not fear death. live life.
laks
Thursday, November 22, 2007
happy thanksgiving
Monday, November 19, 2007
Mateyo's Weekend Journal
Hi Everybody! Mateyo here. My papa is always the one filling you in on stuff, but I thought I'd let you in to my world, a real baby's eye view, if you will.
"Ain't nobody dope as me, i'm just so fresh, so clean..."
You know how i do. Cleanliness leads to lots of hugs and kisses throughout the day. Thanks mama.
My future homie and fellow rapper, AMSI hammer, dropped her debut last Monday. It ain't easy being born, i can testify! She finally came home with Uncle Wendell and Auntie Carolina on Saturday. This is my mom helping to hoist the announcement of her arrival, with Uncle Joel, Uncle Wendell, and Auntie Glenda. Can you say, OA! I can't.
hugs. gyeah.
kisses. double gyeah.
My bodyguard, Big Marls, was exhausted from the weekend. I guess fending off uncles and aunties can wear a brotha out sometimes. Keep your head up, dawg.
As for me and Papa, we got an album dropping very soon, so we thought we'd practice mad dogging for the camera.
Word to my mama. Aight, later.
mateyo.
"Ain't nobody dope as me, i'm just so fresh, so clean..."
You know how i do. Cleanliness leads to lots of hugs and kisses throughout the day. Thanks mama.
My future homie and fellow rapper, AMSI hammer, dropped her debut last Monday. It ain't easy being born, i can testify! She finally came home with Uncle Wendell and Auntie Carolina on Saturday. This is my mom helping to hoist the announcement of her arrival, with Uncle Joel, Uncle Wendell, and Auntie Glenda. Can you say, OA! I can't.
hugs. gyeah.
kisses. double gyeah.
My bodyguard, Big Marls, was exhausted from the weekend. I guess fending off uncles and aunties can wear a brotha out sometimes. Keep your head up, dawg.
As for me and Papa, we got an album dropping very soon, so we thought we'd practice mad dogging for the camera.
Word to my mama. Aight, later.
mateyo.
Friday, November 16, 2007
another moment..
Greetings Mateyo Fans,
In the ongoing discussion regarding living in the present and/or the future. I have added to the complexity of this dilemma by purchasing a new camera. It is presently the best thing to ever happen to our memories as they will be preserved forever, and will affect my wallet for the months ahead, and so here's some wonderment captured for the enjoyment of future generations.
laks
In the ongoing discussion regarding living in the present and/or the future. I have added to the complexity of this dilemma by purchasing a new camera. It is presently the best thing to ever happen to our memories as they will be preserved forever, and will affect my wallet for the months ahead, and so here's some wonderment captured for the enjoyment of future generations.
laks
Monday, November 12, 2007
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