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  • » Name: A.H.L.O.T.
  • » Age: 23
  • » Location: Everywhere you wanna be!
  • » Member Since: 05/22/07
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Altering Popular Perception Since 1985

"I'll never be picture perfect Beyonce..."


Peace! In 2002, two days prior to Mother's Day and a day before my 17th birthday and the day of my Junior prom, my brother woke me up in the middle of the night and told me my sister had just been shot. For some reason I thought that it was a dream or that she would make it because all strong people do. It's crazy because the first person who came to mind was Tupac. All I could think about was Tupac.

 

 

I waited and waited in my mom's house with my two neices whom were six and seven at the time and I sat there in shock, thinking that she was going to make it because Tupac made it after X amount of shots. Hip Hop came to mind. Anyway almost 40 minutes later the police arrived to my house with my mom and asked me all sorts of questions like, "who was the last person who called, what did she have on, when was her last date..." and other shit I couldn't remember at the time.

 

 

Word of mouth the murder scene was bloody and there were nine shots in her body. The police drove my mother and I to the hospital and when I got there, I knew it was over. It was like a movie...the doctors walked into a room and said something like this, "I'm sorry, she's gone." I then looked at the doctor and smiled. This was the craziest thing I had experienced in my life. My tough, crack selling, street sister who represented strength- a mother, a victim, a criminal...was dead. They say the strong never die. She was gone. Tupac is gone.

 

 

 

 Who was going to explain to two little girls in the morning that mommy was gone? Not their dads...they were both in jail.

 

 

 

It's 2007 and both of her daughters stay with my mom and they're now 12 and 13, beautiful and strong. Today my sister would have been 32 years-old.

 

 

The other night while I was in Brooklyn with one of my best friends, he recieved a text msg... about Kanye's mother being dead. I thought to myself...yea right. Recently a friend of mine was recruited to join his band, his cousins are close friends of mine and I'm a huge fan of his version of modern day Negro spirituals. I knew that this moment in his life is all he ever dreamt about. the day he starts the biggest tour of his life, his biggest fan, his support, his rock,...is gone. Flashing Lights...

 

 

Everything can be gone in a blink of an eye. N.E.R.D.

 

 

Word of mouth when he discovered that his mom had died, he was in Europe and his response was, "ain't that a trip?" Word. For anybody who ever lost anybody knows, that the first reactions are the most shocking...and things come out that can't be explained. I'm sure he was in a state of shock.

 

 

    All yesterday...I sat and cried, not because of Kanye's mother, but because this situation is symbolic of somebody's struggle and somebody's success and the fact that nothing last forever>>in the physical. It also hit home because everything that he's done has been for his mother. She sacrificed a lot for his dreams. It reminded me of my mother and why I write for DX..and why I've busted my ass to make her happy...and reach toward my goal of getting her that house, and she busts' her ass everynight at teh post office to put me through college. It was the saddest thing in the world because that was somebody's dream catcher, somebody's mother. My mom is 50...she was only 58. :0(

 

 

On Everything I Am, featuring Tony Williams, Kanye says, "I'll never be picture perfect Beyonce..." and "I neverunderstood why people would reach for, a fake ass facade that they couldn't keep up."

 

 

It's ironic because that's how my sister died..that's how his mother died and these ideas placed by society and is promoted through our culture is killing people. The tough guy images, women and their body images...the idea of acting or looking a certain way is destroying our people. So ask yourself, is any of it really worth it?

 

 

Hip Hop vs. Reality. The worlds standard versus the man in the mirror. This idea is destroying people, not only to death, but daily struggles in the mind. This is now proof that people of all ages are victims and people of all ages need to understand that, God never created everybody different So that you can fit in a standard. There are no boxes in reality...but they DO exist in a realm we refer to as Hip Hop. 

 

                                                                               

THINK ABOUT THE IMAGES U PROJECT and THE PEOPLE THEY INFLUENCE...AND THAT GOES FOR EVERYBODY IN THE MEDIA...AND IN THE STREETS.

 

 

                                                                                                                            

R.I.P. TAMIKA V. WATSON (9-14-76/5-10-02) AND ALL BLESSING TO THE FRIENDS AND FAMILIES OF D. WEST. Tears go out to you and yours.

 

 

 

 

 

 

PEACE!

 

 

Let the people around you know that they are loved...they could be gone at a blink of an eye. Compare yourself to self and deal with the creator. At the end of the day...you're killing yourself to fit in>>your daily struggles and pain is something you have to deal with. Love self...and always know, that there is somebody out there who needs you. REMEMBER U ARE THE STANDARD...not Hollywood.

 

 

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