In my creative writing class we were taught that your writing is an expression of yourself and you must not censor yourself. Only by expressing yourself can your writing truly grow. Thanks Mrs. Matsuda, so I'll be honest with you I only took your class because it was a writing intensive(need 5 to graduate) and your English 100 class was so easy a fat Thai Kid could have passed it while practicing for American Idol season 37 see video here.
Anyways, I'm going to start being honest on this blog. I'm getting bored with "wind and waves were great life is awesome" posts, even though it is. Sorry if I offend my loyal readers(all 12 of them), shit there I go lying again, I'm not sorry. I hope you're offended. Complacencly leads to an agonizing death of ones spirit. Maybe you will get to see the world through a small piece of the lens that I see it through. Maybe you'll learn something and teach something in return. Maybe you'll tune out, I don't care.
There will be more videos, more pics, and more music, I'll try to keep in ocean sport related but I can't promise you anything.
On a different note, in Hawaiian tradition this time of the year is the beginning of Makahiki season. This was a time of celebration, competition, and relaxation for the Hawaiian people. Crops were harvested during the fall and with the oncoming swells, and storms fishing and agriculture went on hold. People stopped working and enjoyed a three month vacation from most day to day duties. Sounds like fun huh. In the spirit of Makahiki season, on to the contest!
Sam has done an amazing job and to see the stoke of nearly everyone down at the beach is incredible. All the sponsors and everyone dedicating time to this event has made something really special. For me contests don't put me in a good state of mind. I get edgy and start snapping at my girlfriend for nothing. I think they aren't for me, but whatever. I enjoy the time on the water for sure but I don't feel the need to prove myself to anyone else. What do I care if you give me a 2 or 9 for my wave? I'm having fun.
We still have two days to go we could see some amazing conditions.
Check out this video from the Goodwins. Inspiration. They are traveling the world with their small children promoting a simple lifestyle. Some day I might have to courage to do the things I want.
The Goodwin Project from Avocados and Coconuts on Vimeo.
When I'm sailing I usually have a song stuck in my head, this was last weeks song lyrics are below
Peace
[Nas Talking - Intro]
Here we are
here we are
Yeah
This one right here is for the people
[Hook] (Sample -MAMADOU & MARIAM, “SABALI”)
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kiye
Ni kêra môgô
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, yonkontê
Sabali, Sabali, Sabali, kagni
Ni kêra môgô
[Nas Talking]
Ay yo D. Lets go all the way on this one.
[Damian Marley - Verse 1]
Some of the smartest dummies
Can’t read the language of Egyptian mummies
An’ a fly go a moon
And can’t find food for the starving tummies
Pay no mind to the youths
Cause it’s not like the future depends on it
But save the animals in the zoo
Cause the chimpanzee dem a make big money
This is how the media pillages
On the TV the picture is
Savages in villages
And the scientist still can’t explain the pyramids, huh
Evangelists making a living on the videos of ribs of the little kids
Stereotyping the image of the images
And this is what the image is
You buy a khaki pants
And all of a sudden you say a Indiana Jones
An’ a thief out gold and thief out the scrolls and even the buried bones
Some of the worst paparazzis I’ve ever seen and I ever known
Put the worst on display so the world can see
And that’s all they will ever show
So the ones in the west
Will never move east
And feel like they could be at home
Dem get tricked by the beast
But a where dem ago flee when the monster is fully grown?
Solomonic linage whe dem still can’t defeat and them coulda never clone
My spiritual DNA that print in my soul and I will forever Own Lord
[Hook]
[Nas talking]
Yeah, Sabali. Thats patience. That’s what the old folks told me…
Discovering the World before this World. A World buried in time.
Uncover with rhymes. It gets no realer.
[Damian Marley: Verse 2]
Huh, we born not knowing, are we born knowing all?
We growing wiser, are we just growing tall?
Can you read thoughts? can you read palms?
Huh, can you predict the future? can you see storms, coming?
The Earth was flat if you went too far you would fall off
Now the Earth is round if the shape change again everybody woulda start laugh
The average man can’t prove of most of the things that he chooses to speak of
And still won’t research and find out the root of the truth that you seek of
Scholars teach in Universities and claim that they’re smart and cunning
Tell them find a cure when we sneeze and that’s when their nose start running
And the rich get stitched up, when we get cut
Man a heal dem broken bones in the bush with the wed mud
Can you read signs? can you read stars?
Can you make peace? can you fight war?
Can you milk cows, even though you drive cars? huh
Can you survive, Against All Odds, Now?
[Hook]
[Nas]
It’s crazy when you feed people the truth you don’t know how they’re gonna react. You’re scared of wrong doers, people that just ignorant, You’re scared of the truth, be patient for now.
[Nas: Verse 3]
Who wrote the Bible? Who wrote the Qur’an?
And was it a lightning storm
That gave birth to the Earth
And then dinosaurs were born? damn
Who made up words? who made up numbers?
And what kind of spell is mankind under?
Everything on the planet we preserve and can it
Microwaved it and try it
No matter what we’ll survive it
What’s hue? what’s man? what’s human?
Anything along the land we consuming
Eatin’, deletin’, ruin
Trying to get paper
Gotta have land, gotta have acres
So I can sit back like Jack Nicholson
Watch n-ggas play the game like the lakers
In a world full of 52 fakers
Gypsies, seances, mystical prayers
You superstitious? throw salt over your shoulders
Make a wish for the day cuz
Like somebody got a doll of me
Stickin’ needles in my arteries
But I can’t feel it
Sometimes it’s like ‘pardon me, but I got a real big spirit’
I’m fearless…. I’m fearless
Don’t you try and grab hold of my soul
It’s like a military soldier since seven years old
I held real dead bodies in my arms
Felt their body turn cold, oh
Why we born in the first place
If this is how we gotta go?
Damn.
This goes to all the wisdom and knowledge seekers of the World. Sabali, Patience, yeah.
[End]
Read more: http://www.killerhiphop.com/patience-lyrics-nas-damian-marley/#ixzz1cLBESQos
1 comment:
But life is great, waves are great, right? OK, I'm with you on trying to be a little more deep in some of our posts. For some real heavy stuff, I'm hoping you had a chance to read my series on my heart surgery (and living simple). You know, www.jaminjones.com. And I have some sweet pics of you during your solo session which I will post real soon. Life is great, waves are great. What else can I say? --ben
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