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Krip Hop Part I

I was born in the 60′s in the South Bronx, NY. There was no home computer, cell phones, Internet or any wide screen televisions. Pretty much they way we lived then, we still managed to survive. Back then until 1987 when I was paralyzed, I never knew what paralysismeant or how it effects our ability. Even after being paralyzed until 2005, I wasn’t involved with spinal cord injury issues. Since 2005 until now, December 2009, about 5 years, I have experienced more greed, discrimination, nonsupport and holly-wooding, a term that means someone says something you want to hear when they’re just trying to brush you off. This experience in our ownSCI community. Am I shocked, even though I know your own brother can turn on you like Cain and Able. Yes I was. Sometime I feel in order to gain support I had tothimble myself and kiss butt. WOW, among my own SCI community, the people I suffer this pain with. Make no mistake I hold an grudges, in fact as I follow Jesus and the path He lived, sometime mankind can do things and not know what they’re doing. I’m no angel, I’m not perfect, I don’t think what ever I been told I do for othersSCI like myself deserves an award, all I’m expressing is something I feel is going on we can change.

I met Leroy Moore a few years ago. Leroy is to disability as Kool Herc and Africa Bambatta is to Hip Hop. He’s a soldier, a general and leader of creating a nation of supporting each other. He seeks out artist who are disable and ask them to send him their audio to be put on acompilation CD. Leroy reminds me of what Hip Hop was all about and how it was treated like I stated earlier about the experiences of greed, discrimination, nonsupport and holly-wooding that I took part in. Every thing Hip Hop was, was designed to save young lives, not to make a dollar. Contrary to what some may think, gangs, crime and wars existed before Hip Hop. Hip Hop didn’t create what already existed in mankind. Hip Hop was made to change the gangs, crime and wars and turn it into an art where talents went to battle without putting others into coffins. Therefore although you may see violence, greed and sex in Hip Hop videos, it’s no different then seeing the same thing in a block buster famous actor movie. What is the difference is unlikethose block buster movies, many of the artist lives are genuinely real. They don’t have laser beam vision or can shoot web out they’re wrist but their expression of art can sometimes only afford to create fantasy from their own reality, not a 100 million dollarCGI description of their art. Everything needs money event our dreams as aspirations. You can find ways through literature and book writing but most artist want to see their art on film not just on paper and if it means just picking up a camera and recording it the best way they can, an artist will do that.

I felt to write this blog because I had my last straw to hearing the statement Shameless Promotion. Most disable people can’t or may not be working. If durning their days at home they find a talent in them and begin working on it, if they decide their art can also help them pay for medications,supplies, hospital bills and rent because they’re not as finacially lucky like someone rich, is it wrong for them to try to use their art in their survival. From what I experienced, many have proved it to be. I think what’s shameless is when, you yourself living with a disability or you are anorganization who’s mission is to help disable people, to call their only means of self promoting shameless it’s very like friendly fire.

When man vs SCI becomes man vs man vs SCI, the war may never end. Everything man needs to live, like food and warter, God provides but some how mankind made a way to monopolize things we need to live and make us pay for it. So when many of us aren’t lucky enough to have major deals , we may chose to sell our art instead of robbing you. When you don’t provide options, sometimes others will chose negative options when the good ones aren’t helping them survives. Sure their naturally are bad individuals who no mater what will do wrong but there are many out there that genuinely want to do right. When wealthy companiescommercialize their products we accept that because they’re paying to promote their product, but if a unwealthy person who doesn’t have the money to promote their product we call their means of self promotions shameless. Spamming and Scams has also assisted in the obstacles for a true inventor. That’s about why things stay the same.

The classes can’t change if the masses wont change.

How sad and joyous is my life?

How sad and joyous is my life?

 A holiday message.

How sad and joyous is my life?  I am so delighted in the everyday existence of people and things, thankful for the opportunity to be.  I marvel at the man who quietly accepts his fate and the young child who decides to fight hers.  I have seen the strong fall to their knees and a black man become president.  I was there when seeds turned to life and laughter filled every bit of space around me.  How amazing every breath, step, song, thought, and good deed done for others.   How glorious the vastness of a universe that most of us will never see.  How soft the stardust that falls upon us from a billion years ago and the light that traveled from the Sun just to meet us in a point in time.  How joyous am I?

How sad and joyous is my life.  How sad am I? to watch the World tumble into war and destruction in the name of Gods, safety and wealth.  To think the children who come after my children and theirs may not have clean water, polar bears, rainforest, gorillas, elephants or whales.  How tragic the devastation of hunger which kills children and adults.  How shameful, to allow myself to forget the faces of those who drag themselves through the streets because   they cannot afford a wheelchair or transportation.  Lest I forget, those with disabilities locked in institutions, trapped in poverty and disavowed by society’s unwillingness to accept them as full members of their community.  The grief is greatest when I forget.  How sad am I?

There is no middle moral ground on which to stand or knee; or crawl.  There is only action and inaction, only acknowledgement that we cannot run from truth.  There is acceptance of our wealth in relation to those that have nothing to give, but still manage to thank the lord for all they have.

 

Javier Robles

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