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so his mom named him a pronoun??? 🤔 when y'all goin add these creator’s names?
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Is he for real 😳 Like damn ✊🏿 Black Excellence
He’s backkkkkkk
so his mom named him a pronoun??? 🤔 when y'all goin add these creator’s names?
Brrruuuhhh amazing
Oct 27 - 8:48
no matter how hard I try to accept my mother for who she is there is still this deep feeling of a void.
there is a disconnect and I try every now and again to try to make a connection work but...
and I know it’s depression.
I asked her if she had her heart broken and if I was one of the people who have broken her heart.
she replied, “Lots of times and no”
I asked her whom then and she said, “I’m not looking back.”
I told her that was fair and changed the subject but I wonder to my self is she even looking forward.
I don't know why I feel sad for my mother. I wish I knew more about her thoughts and feelings. She diminishes them and I guess for a good reason but still... those memories that she chooses to erase because they cause her so much pain, keeps me from not knowing who she is. I know that is selfish of me. But my intentions are true. I just want to connect her and understand her.
She told me that all I needed to know is that she loved me.
My heart got heavy.
A great thread to read
Damn.. they right tho
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A$AP Rocky Covers the Holiday Issue of GQ Style
Musical Learnings
Today in my quest to be better musician, I am learning about the Major Scale and II V I Chord Progressions.
I’ve learn three scale modes today.
- Ionian (Major)
- Dorian (Minor)
- Mixolydian (Dominant)
All of these modes have P5
however the 3rd Intervals and the 7th varies.
So, like
Ionian being a Major scaled has
Major 3rd / Major 7th
Dorian being a minor scale has
Minor 3rd /minor 7th
Mixolydian being a dominant has
Major 3rd / minor 7th.
Then you have the modes and their place in a scale so
Ionian - Root note or I
Dorian - second note or ii (lowercase 2 because it is a minor)
Mixolydian - V or fifth note on the scale but you add the minor 7th!
Apparently ii, V, I chord progressions are common in Jazz
so chord progression be on some
Dorian, Mixolydian, Ionian type shit.
All I know is, I am understanding! Yay!
having nothing happen is the most humbling experience.
shattering all of my fears.
lowering all of my expectations.
nothing is reality.
Oct 21 - 10:47am
I’ve released Creative Divinity.
I know. I cannot stop talking and thinking about it. It’s just that I have managed to check off an important goal off my list. To share to the world my creative expression. To many, that might not seem much, but I am overwhelmed with joy.
I am not sure how else to explain this feeling. It is indeed a release. All that I fear has not happened. Nothing has happened except for people listening to my, buying my music and telling me that it is good.
These are all good things and I am grateful.
But there is more that I need to share. I now see the possibilities and they are limitless. If I can do this in 5 years, while struggling through low self-esteem and fear. Imagine what I can do now that I know that I can!
Everything has changed for me now.
I just need some time to reflect and organize my thoughts.
I know what I need to do.
4 track album
Finally!!
My first ep Creative Divinity is out!!
Written. Produced. Mixed and Mastered by Me.
Happy October Birthday Darko!!!!
Click the link and thank you for listening.
How come nobody ever goes to a bookstore or a library during the zombie apocalypse? Wouldn’t you want a couple of books to bring with you? Or to stop and pick up some notebooks and pens to record your experiences and mark maps and stuff? Do you know how many moleskines I would steal when the world ended? Every. Single. One.
Earthseed.
Girl: “ugh I was at a gay club and a girl hit on me! it was so gross and uncomfortable!”
Me:
Oct 19 - 10:09pm
frustrated.
There are many professions that don’t get enough recognition in mainstream media, yet they are crucial to the functioning of everyday life…
Not only is she a successful plumber, she started a nonprofit (Tools & Tiaras) to get girls into technical trades!
Weary
it started with the dramatic drop in temperature this past monday. I took myself to a bike co-op that was located in a church somewhere in willamsburg. my friend tara was there helping one of her students fix his bike. after I had gotten a few maintenance things taken care of - she and I went to a burger joint called Mothers and split a burger, two beers and some sweet potatoes fries. I had a meeting at the job at 11pm. we didn't leave mothers until 10:45is. we rode our bikes from Williamsburg back to Bed Stuy. riding had become a bit difficult. had I really gained so much weight?
I hoped on the G train with my bike. trains run slower at time it seems. I was running late. I biked to the store, arriving around 11:30. I was cold and tired. afterwards. I rode back to Bed Stuy with a co-worker. the hills in park slope are hell. I was out of breathe. my thighs were on fire and ready to give out.
Once I got home. It was going on 2am. I was coughing, sweaty and cold. I did not shower. I went straight to bed and passed out. Had to be up at 8am.
Today, I ache all over. My throat felt sore. I woke up at 4am to open by 5am. I am fighting a cold. This is the 3rd day of an 8 days work week for me. I bought a bomber jacket that originally cost 98 that was on sell for 49.99. I am about to buy this Jazz Theory book that my bestfriend said she would buy for me but has forgotten. It’s okay though. She did more than enough.
Im currently re-reading Octavia’s Butlers’s Parable of the Sower.
I should drink more water and get some more rest.
How it should have went.
They never shoulda given u niggas internet.
I HATE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU.
17-year-old MC Lyte photographed by Waring Abbott in New York City, December 1987.