Keeping my word: Five Posts to Write About Right Now

A few days ago, I was scrolling through my feed and I found a post by another blogger. It was entitled Five Posts to Write Right Now. As I read through the post I found that I could not only agree more, but It would be a great way to let you guys know a bit more about me. I have to answer but five questions.

  • Where I felt safest
  • What object from my childhood brings me emotion
  • What food reminds me of my youth
  • What I thought I was going to be when I grew up
  • What was my childhood fear

The final one might just be the hardest to speak about, not due to trauma, but because I had to do some serious thinking about it. Without any further a due, I bring you…

My Five Posts to Write About  Right Now

As a kid, I would have to say for sure that I felt safest  outside walking across a Walmart parking lot at night. I worked at the Mc Donalds inside and although being there made my days go on forever, I still felt the most at peace that I have ever felt even to this day, just staring up at the sky and stars at night, listening to Coldplay…gangsta.

An Object from my Youth That Brings me Emotion

This one was fairly difficult to come up with because there were tons of things that brought me emotion from when I was a kid. Some emotions were happy, others were sad. However, If I had to say one, I would go with my Arthur Doll,  Action Figure. No in all seriousness, I would have go with that for my choice because I slept with that thing until I had to give it to my Nephew. I did just about everything with that Doll, and I loved the show as a kid so having him there to watch it with me was always pretty cool. So, to this day seeing that Doll always makes me remember all of the good days from my childhood.

A Food That Reminds Me of my Youth

As a kid, I ate a lot of things. Some food, some weren’t but of all of the things that were food, I would have to say Ellios Pizza reminds me the most of my youth. We used to have to cook them inside of the oven and it would take a minute to finish. At times, it came out a little colder than expected. However, to be clear, that stuff Never came out like the box made it seem it would. I can still remember many of those nights after coming back inside from playing with som friends in the street and eating it thinking, “This is pizza”?

What I Thought I was Going To Be When I Grew Up

Man, growing up I legitamately had about a million things that I wanted to be at one time or another. The one that I thought would be coolest out of all of them was out of either Screenwriter or Adventurer. I loved movies a lot as a kid, and seeing what some of the characters got to do was amazing. I thought that it would be awesome to create the stories for these characters and basically play god for an hour or two. I’ll give you guys a list of what my favorite films are later. In regard to being an adventurer, that just looked beyond awesome. See the world, meet amazing people, get to work with some of those people, Actually screenwriting can turn into directing, right? That basically is an adventurer. Just ask James Cameron.

My Childhood Fear

Nothing. The End.

Alright Fine…My Childhood Fear(Continued)

Ok so as I mentioned before. This is probably the hardest one to say. I didn’t spend my time as a kid fearing a whole lot of junk, but there were always a few select items that I particularly would be horrifying if they were to happen to me growing up. The one thing that I can say freaked me out and in some ways still does to this day, Is the idea of something called The Rapture. For those of you that are unaware of what that allow me to explain. In the bible, there is a section or book, called revelations. In this section, there are things about the future that are said to happen at some time when the end of the world is near. There would be a man, who technically is Satan himself called the Anti Christ. He would be born and somehow rise to power and eliminate all religion and text, Specifically Christian. You would then have to take on a mark of some sort, called the mark of the beast, which ensures that you will be going to hell when you die as far as God is concerned. The Anti Christ will kill all Christian people and those who oppose him and there will be a great war, yada, yada yada.

Before all of this happens there would be something called the rapture where God literally takes all of his people who accepted him to heaven in the blink of an eye. If You are not one of those people, however, your life is going to either suck for the next seven years if you refuse the anti-christ, or you are just going to die. I feared that one day I would wake up and all of my loved ones would be gone to heaven and my sinful ass would be back on earth with the oh no face. Yes, that idea still freaks me out at times. No, I’m not super religious, spiritual at times yeah, but never religious. I have no problem accepting people for who they are, but this idea is scary as hell.

Conclusion

In sum, folks I hope you enjoyed the post and if you did, let me know. Better yet even if you didn’t, let me know. I love feedback and I want to know what things my readers like, that way I can give you more of it. Until next time, Auf Widersehen.

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A quick history lesson

Rap and I…

I’ve always been told this story. It’s about myself when I was a very young whippersnapper,  kid. I was in my crib and the song hip hop hooray by Naughty by Nature was on,of course, when  the song got to its hook, I joined in and even did the motion. To many that may seem as though it doesn’t mean much but to myself I think that it does. As many changes as rap has gone through, as many moves in the industry that I may or may not have approved of, I still have always remained an avid fan. How much of a fan might you ask? So, much,so that later on in my life, I began to write my own music, or lyrics anyway.

Humble beginnings

I started rapping completely by accident. I was about 12 years old and there were some things that were going on at home that I wasn’t quite sure how to deal with. In my moments of complete, loss I started to write poetry. Looking back on it, It was horrible. It sucked, but for the time that I was doing it, It helped me to keep cool. It helped to remember who I was and what I was doing in life. I just remember that one day hearing a beat it was Common, the corner. I heard the beat and I started to hear this verse. It was funny because I really wasn’t sure about how it happened, but by the end of a 10 minute writing spell, I had my very first verse.

Spit Something

I kept my writing up almost every day. Thos continued even through high school, but a very profound memory for me was in middle school. I was in one of my teachers classes and it was almost like a free day. Don’t ask me how, because I legitimately don’t remember, but somehow in the back of the class, some of the other kids started talking about rapping. I said that I could do it, and I was in the 7th grade. This kid, Evan told me to spit, so I did. The lyrics probably weren’t all that great but after I was done, he told me that what I said was hot. At the time, all that did was make me slightly doubt myself less. I still couldn’t really believe that he liked it. As time went along, I rapped in high school as I said. I kept writing and I would spit a little bit in my group of friends, but guys would kind of hear what I said and would kind of just brush it off like “ok you rap. I even went as far as joining a “rap crew”. The name of it was GMR, or Get Money Records. Yes. It was bad, looking back its kind of hilarious how bad really. I even got a logo made for us via my brother, thanks. Josh.

Why Bother ?

 I never took it completely seriously only because I wasn’t really sure if I was good or not. I mean, I was just some kid from south Philly. Just about every black man raps at one point in his life, really I saw it on national geographic. I stopped doing it as much for about a year in high school. I couldn’t see myself doing anything with it. I started getting into writing stories more, which is a completely different monster.

The Return

I remember this one day I was in the lunch room and I decided to spit something for a friend of mine, Miles. I was rapping and It was the verse that I wrote for the corner a few years back. Yea, I would revise it every now and again. So I’m rapping and it must have been ok because I wasn’t getting a “you gotta rap this up”, look from him. I said this one line, it was “the flow barbaric get my Conan on.” The line isn’t that good, but he seemed to really like that one. So I decided that I would write more from that day on. Then twelfth grade came, and I was at the lunch table. A few times rappers would come to our table and spit something. We weren’t the main group for it, but we did at times. So I’m sitting down next to a student and in front of me is this other rapper who spits mainly freestyle. He raps and everyone hears it. Now it’s my turn to try it. I started and they were feeling it, but the line that got them to wake up and listen was when I said, “my flow goes on for cheap sodas…days”. I couldn’t even finish the verse, but they really liked it. A few years later I back over a friends house and we had a cypher like we used to do. I was finished high school by then. Heres how it went.

Today

I still write and I am working on other things. Even I never do anything big, It’s nice to know that I can do this well. The last video that I put on my YouTube channel was this one 2 years ago. I have written a lot more since and plan on releasing as much content as humanly possible this year. If you got it, flaunt it. You guys will see a lot more of me,  and very soon.

Second Chances

Ever have one moment define the rest of your life? Yea me either. I have had moments that defined how I worked or what I did for about a week. Let me introduce myself. My name’s Isaiah, but you can call me Zeek, all of my friends do. In any case, I only mentioned that moment thing because a few hours ago I had another one. I can’t go into too many details about all of it only because I like not being sued. Although, I can guarantee I will tell you guys about what happened at a later date. Anyway, this moment taught me that at any given moment the life that you live, the people that you know, hell even the ease at which you’re able to do things can be taken away from you. This made me think…If I go today, what have I done? I’ve got to say, most of us probably won’t like the answers that we initially come up with to that question. However, I have been given a second chance at living the kind of life that I’ve always wanted to. I don’t plan on losing this opportunity and I’m going to do my best to create other people with vision, just like me. Please do yourself a favor and value your time here. I have attached a video that I would love you to watch, maybe it’ll help you today just as it did me.