Kenneth White
Rating: Votes: 1 (Vote!) | Posted on Friday, February 14, 2003 - 11:58 am: |
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no wonder The answers to our questions exist. I have seen them for myself. Why do black folks seem to fulfill the adage of cursing the darkness but dismantling the lighthouse? Why do we complain about the waning positive thoughts in our Top 20 countdowns, box office sales and shallow meditations impregnating open mics? The answers to our hardships exist. I have lived them for myself. Disgruntled parents and frustrated activists tell Ed Gordon about how they hope for more artists to elevate solutions over problems. It takes me less than a minute to remember numerous no-name lyricists who lay their hard knocks lessons on the everlasting arms which orchestrate and support our very circumstances. Do our activists really seek change? Are these parents looking hard enough? Who will step forth to challenge popular falsehoods with a lyrical sling shooting unpredictable flows like five smooth stones? I have seen the horizons for myself, so let the disciples who poplock to Chinese Arithmetic on Sugar and Cypress Hill now meet me and other visionaries on Calvary's zenith. May none of us buckle under pressure as we yodel along with Lauryn that "fantasy is what we want, but reality is what we need." The answers to these mysteries exist. I have sought them for myself. It is a typical case of power, payment and pretending to present a spark of concern for artistic innovation in a runaway industry. Even Jesus walked as a reject among His own nation, refusing to meet the public criteria of how they wanted their anticipated Messiah to think, behave and redeem. Do not dismiss these concerns as conscious naivety. I realize that creativity and intelligent quests will cut your ratings and shrink your audience, for deep within the human mind dwells an ego which does not want to hear the voice of Truth. And if I am mistaken, then someone tell me why do we feel comfortable sailing on midnight waves isolated from the beams of the lighthouse? Have you seen them for yourself? Have you bathed in them for yourself? No wonder things remain as they are, but the Answer is the same: yesterday, today and forever. I have met Him for myself.
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