Karma: The Gospel of a Sinner

Haven’t done this in a while but I won’t utter any apologias for grammar, spelling or otherwise abandoning the King’s Speech. I need this to be RAW and my flow needs to move down my aorta without stopping at my brachial, antecubital, or radial regions of my artial system. I need my Xi to squeeze this thru my little capillaries to this media unadulterated. Fuck!!! Let’s go.

I fucked up at the wrong time. I am a ten-year older that saw a shiny red bike that I just had to have. I’m impoveri… Fuck that, I’m emotionally bankrupt but I assure my mom that if I get the bike I’ll do right. I’ll do my homework, ride my bike, clean her after my ride, oil each link of the chain… I know I trampled on my toys from Christmases past but if you get this bike for me it will be different. So now the fucked thing is I got a scooter for my Birthday on October 2 and I ghost rode that bitch in traffic and right into an 18-wheeler. So, I understand that to ask my poor mom to go in debt for my ungrateful ass is a reach. My mom taught me a lesson and on Christmas day she got me what I deserved, a not so shiny lump of coal. WTF, mom. She sat me down and told me that if I wanted to get my shiny red bike, I’d have to work at it. So I got the message and applied millenniums worth of pressure to turn my heart into a diamond. And I found someone who was going to treasure my heart and I sold it. Like this musing, I passed every bank where I could invest the money to go straight to the tip of the store where the shiny red bike was located. What did I find? One shiny red bike left over from this years Christmas rush. To top it off, it was on sale. I couldn’t believe there were no buyers. She was more shiny than I could have hoped for; I pushed through lines at the store and went in line with a pocket full of money. The cashier told me some price and despite the cost I gave every cent I earned from my barter of my heart. Before the cashier could finish counting, I jumped on my treasure and rode out the store. I yelled back at the cashier in pursuit to give me change, “KEEP IT.” I felt in the depths of my soul that I made the deal of the era.

I remembered the lessons I learned and the promises made. I went to school and told all my friends about my new shiny bike, I told the principal, the janitor, teachers, I shouted to the top of the world, I got my bike. Listening to my excitement was, the local bully. I mean this was the meanest muthafucker the world has ever seen. After school I hit the corner and I was was awakened by the reality of a Louisville Slugger to my head. I flipped off my bike but landed on my feet with blood rushing from my mouth only being raced by my teeth. But fuck it, like I taught my first born, pain is temporary, glory is forever; so I threw my sets up ready to defend my bike against the bully. To my amazement he had friends who grabbed my arms and opened me up to the most violent punch I will ever feel. I folded over with tears of glory coming from my eyes. I was just gut punched.

When I looked up, I was even more surprised to see the bully was still there but his had was extended to shake my hand. He asked me my name. I straighten up and proudly answered, “Jonathan Brent Campbell” and I quickly asked him, where’s my shiny red bike.

He looked into my soul and responded, “JC took it”

Just then my shiny red bike vanished

Damn, Karma!!!

Please forgive me, Shiny Red Bike for my irresponsibility with you. I pray you return. Lesson learned

6.11.2010: The Next Barack Obama?

I’m sorry but I need for the world to meet the Black man who has accomplished something that even our beloved President has not.  Are you curious?  Click on over to N-Visible Politricks to meet Alvin Greene.

June 4, 2010: The New and Improved N-Visible Manifesto

Increase the frequency!  The subscribers to my blog have said.  And I listened.  The N-Visible Manifesto will dramatically increase in frequency thanks to all of you who read and respond to my posts.  The format has changed as well.  The Manifesto will still be the primary post and you can play around with the pages to see the changes.  The blog post on the left will be the most recent post and you should also be able to take note of the last two posts, in case you missed it.  Notice the hyperlinks at the top of the page:

1. “full-os-o-fee” – is a brief bio and snippet by the contributing authors and me.  It’s named full-os-o-fee because well it’s our/my philosophy and it explains that we will dive into all topics from the sublime to the serious as we see things.  The only fee will be a few moments of your time.
2. “Obscene and not Herd” – is my oldest page and you will get the RAW and uncut views that are not for the sheepish followers of social norms – last warning.
3. “Nights @ the Round Table” – is my pet project that will allow you to follow me around with the fellas and get an over-the-shoulder peek into the real life conversations that me and my friends have.  Please grab a seat and participate.  I’m not scared of what you have to say, can you say the same?
4. “N-Visible Politricks” – is a page about the political machine that I love as a matter of principle but we will strip it naked and get real down and dirty with it and how this tricks of the trade work.
5. “Seal of Approval” – is my way of showing you what I like.  Think of this page as Oprah’s Favorites on DOPE.
6. The last two are ways you can catch up when you can’t keep up.

Please play around with the blog and I hope you enjoy.  The first posts are but a sample and I promise you will experience an N-finitely Unique View of the Human Condition.

The N-Visible Man

P.S. – If you scroll to the bottom you can subscribe the blog and see the contributing authors.  If you are brave enough to contribute as an author.  Let me know.

Beautiful Contradiction: MODERN GENIUS

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Social media has made communication and the dissemination of information as close as a downward motion of the finger.  Twitter, Facebook, and blogs have become very prevalent.  You can now connect, reconnect and disconnect to and from friends at record speed and with increasing frequency; thereby, making snail mail nearly obsolete.  Additionally, the sharing of other forms of intellectual property have become easier and more frequent with invention and subsequent popularity of iTunes, torrents, and other file sharing programs.  Technology is the root source of these advances and it has been described as “a human innovation in action that involves the generation of knowledge and processes to develop systems that solve problems and extend human capabilities.”  In short, we are in the midst of the most expansive advances in our abilities to accomplish and develop as a species.  The contradiction lies in the fact that this beautiful technology has caused a dearth of greatness.  Genius is disappearing.

This post is a little different the previous ones in that it is a call to action.  Songs while clever and catchy they lack originality and depth.  Musicians sample and remaster brilliant beats, melodies and lyrics of times past.  We are living in a time of unparalleled group thought.  Topics are trending throughout the ethos of mankind seconds after the appear.  Great literary works simply are no longer being produced.  I had a conversation with a new friend I was able to reconnect with using this media yesterday and we lamented that the genre of books that sell usually are replicated to a point where characters lack depth and originality.  I want this to stop or at least be minimized to a point where we utilize this wonderful technology to illuminate MODERN GENIUS.  I encourage you:  Share a new thought no matter how far out the box;  Write something of your own; Make music that would make Miles proud.  I want it and I need it in my life.  What about you?  Let me hear from you; am I wrong, are you working on something you want to share?

The N-Visible Man

MODERN GENIUS