Saturday, November 8, 2014


if I could just find a place
where I could just sit back and create
and not worry about fate
I’d probably be fulfilled beyond my wildest dreams, on the real
every wound I’d ever received would probably start to heal
and I would never worry again
never lack for a friend
just the beat, the microphone and my pen
find utopia inside of cornucopia of thoughts that I’m blessed with
questioning my purpose would be out of the question
an infinite cypher in session
creating with each breath would be my only obsession
destiny constantly I’d be manifesting
never losing sight of my direction
the course that I’m etching like when stone meets the mason
breaking through the walls that I’m facing
Eddie Bauer skating on these tracks that I’m lacing
never compensating
my spiritual situation is authentic creation
gotta build something, heal something, feel something,
creative pipeline I gotta drill something
gotta make something, take something, put at stake something,
the sleeper inside, I gotta wake something
gotta choose something, prove something, gotta move something,
to progress sometimes I gotta lose something
tryna piece together what this life is about
looking forward to the day that I can figure it out

tryna figure it out
is this what living’s about?
does humility really mean livin without?
or that just a misinterpretation of the word
to spend my life chasing after paper seems so absurd
so how could I, why would I,
live the only life I have inauthentically, why should I?
appear as if we belong, feeling like an outcast
we end up in the same place, who we tryna outlast?
to truly fit in, we gotta fit with ourselves
if we refuse to face our demons then we living in hell
you can act like you don’t got ‘em but you lying to yourself
ain’t nobody alive without some shadows on shelf
how much energy expended tryna hide our shame
and in the process we look for someone else to blame
keep ourselves hostage, closed up and cautious
we’d rather save face instead of cutting our losses

gotta build something, heal something, tryna feel something,
creative pipeline I gotta drill something
gotta make something, take something, put at stake something,
the sleeper inside, I gotta wake something
gotta choose something, prove something, gotta move something,
to progress sometimes I gotta lose something
tryna piece together what this life is about
looking forward to the day that I can figure it out
tryna move a mountain – a shovel at a time
that’s like every word I write if I try to force the rhyme
if I impose my will on the process
sometimes creativity gets lost it’s
so delicate
so elegant
move with the stream of thought but still stay relevant
a chemist that’s compounding the elements
is it real? can you feel it? maybe that is the evidence/
driven by a force of benevolence
so how I could be hesitant?
that’s the role the ego play
diminish its influence, listen to what the beat’ll say
“One thing I tell you is we got to be free” like the Beatles say
“I’m not the only one” that’s what the dreamers say
I believe ‘em, I seen ‘em – I am one too
you believe in, your reasons – but I’m not you
I ain’t tryna, convince you – but I stay true
long as I got a beat and mic check one two, c’mon

She – part two

She’s courageous and honest,
compassionate and kind,

she holds me in her heart even when it hurts,
even when the alarms sound and tell her to run,
she holds me in her arms
when I fall apart
and lets me go when I need to make moves,

We hold each other’s hope when we can’t hold our own –
there’s never a question, never a second thought –
holding it close until whatever storm has passed.

I carry her in my heart,
usually without knowing it,
I carry her warmth, her support, her love
into my work, into my words,
into my music and my life.

I may falter, but I will not fall;
I may retract, but I will not run.

No matter the fatigue,
no matter the fear,
no matter the ecstasy
or the calamity.

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Being OK with Not Being OK - Part 1 – Identifying What Is

There is a prevalent and almost ubiquitous social conversation around solving problems and “getting results” in our society. Since our earliest education in the school system we are given problems and instructed as to how to solve them. Our intelligence is judged largely by our aptitude to problem solve, to think critically, to come up with solutions. My university education essentially trained me to think analytically, to form logical arguments and back them up with evidence – to find solutions and make sure they were well fortified. This type of thinking, this analytical thought process, is useful for many tasks in this world; some of humanity’s highest achievements have come as a result of using these problem solving faculties of ours. When it comes to dealing with matters of spiritual growth and development, however, analytical thought can be a great detriment.
            If there’s any lesson I've learned from my own experience in facing personal demons and overcoming obstacles within myself it’s this: growth can be very painful. When dealing with matters of the soul, especially when compounded with mental health issues (of which I am no stranger), the terrain can often be treacherous and the path uncertain. The experience of going through personal transformation can be confusing and downright terrifying, and it almost never happens overnight. The reality is that there is often a great deal of pain and suffering that goes with this thing we call being human, whether it’s an undercurrent to our daily lives or it sticks out right in our faces. And for those who are in the midst of acute suffering for which there is no easily identifiable cause, no amount of immediate, pragmatic, goal-oriented problem solving is going to make much of a difference.
            There is no formula for spiritual growth and no guarantee when it comes to transformation. There are many systems and schools of thought as to how the process of human growth and development occur in one’s life, and there is much common wisdom to be found in the various philosophies, religions, and cultures of the world. Each human being, however, is unique. As much as we have in common with each other as a species and as similar as some of us may appear to be, we all have a unique set of circumstances that make us who and how we are. From our genetic codes to our upbringings to our beliefs and convictions, no two people are exactly identical. We don’t go through things in exactly the same ways, at precisely the same times, or for an identical set of reasons. For this reason, while we may find solace in certain ideas presented by others and compassion, understanding, and even empathy from those we encounter, it is close to impossible for two people to ever fully be in the world and experience reality in exactly the same way.
            At the end of the day, when we are experiencing the pains of our particular human existences, there will always be some degree to which we are alone. This is not to say that there can’t be great comfort in sharing our thoughts and feelings with others and connecting with other people – great relief and joy can be derived from human interaction, especially in times of emotional turmoil. My point is that there’s some part of our experience that will always remain so inherently subjective that no amount of conversation, analysis, or investigation will reveal it fully to the mind of an observer. This is why it is so important for us as human beings to learn to be in tune with ourselves as we truly are, in ways that only we can know ourselves.

             So brings us to the most important and greatest challenge of being human: to be OK with those parts of ourselves that nobody else can truly know. It is possible, although not realistically feasible, to acquire evidence from the external world as to the goodness, validity, or “OK-ness” of almost every aspect of ourselves. Others can tell us that we are good people, that we are worthwhile, or make a list of our traits for us, but no external description or account can fully encompass all that we truly are. The parts of ourselves that only we can know intimately, provided we are thoroughly honest with ourselves and that we have the sufficient insight into our own psyches, are beyond the purview of anyone but ourselves. If we are to have a significant and lasting respite from suffering, or even a chance at true fulfilment in life, we must learn ways to be OK with our deepest depths – the secret parts of us that nobody else can see.
            The first step in the process of learning to be OK with ourselves is to identify that which is the cause of our pain; we need to know what it is that we are not OK with. It could be depression, anxiety, or some form of mental illness, or some kind of compulsive behaviour, insecurity, or fear that we carry around and are unable to get rid of. Regardless of what it is, the experiences or feelings that are causing us to suffer must be identified and characterized in some way that makes sense to us. For lack of a better term, the syndrome that we possess within us that is the source of distress needs to be distinguished and named. We need to be able to identify it as something that is, at least for the moment, intrinsically linked to ourselves, but at the same time is something that is not us. A person with depression, for example, must be able to distinguish themselves from their depression. It may be something that encroaches on every aspect of their experience of life and has real, tangible consequences, but nonetheless the person in their entirety cannot be said to be the same as their depression. Said another way, the person must acknowledge that they have depression, that the depression is linked to them, but they as a person are nonetheless distinct from their depression.
            It can be quite difficult to distinguish oneself from the syndrome being experienced, especially when we are talking about matters of the mind. When lost in the whirlwind of thoughts, feelings, sensations, perceptions, and the like which make up our conscious experience, especially when the totality of such experiences are intense, confusing, or painful, it can be very hard to maintain a distinct sense of selfhood. Perhaps the greatest danger is to identify too much with one particular thought, feeling, internal voice, thought-pattern, or aspect of experience such that it becomes indecipherable from one’s true self. It should also be noted that the purpose of distinction of oneself from one’s experiences is not to cut off or completely compartmentalize one’s experiences. In the same way an arm or leg is part of us, our thoughts and feelings are part of us. It would be strange, however, if one were to say, “I am my leg” in an indefinite sense. The totality of what makes a person who they are cannot be restricted to one particular experience or syndrome. It is when a person completely identifies with one’s suffering as who they are or wholly indistinct from themselves that the suffering becomes unbearable. Conversely, if one perceives one’s experience of suffering as completely outside their control, as if their syndrome has all the power to continually inflict itself upon the sufferer, that hopelessness and despair may also become a reality.                                        

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Verse over "Ni**as in Paris" Instrumental

Here's a little 16 I recorded as part of the Late Shift Cypher at Euphonic Sound Studio. First time professionally recording something in over a year...