Remember back in 2002, the Soul Train Music awards incident when they picked Ashanti as the winner and a fan made a petition? 30,000+ signers disagreed with the selection and posted on the Soul Trains official website (for a short time) was this controversial response?

It was taken down, but I had save the original screenshot and it was on one of my disc. Tumblr made it small, so I have to post the image elsewhere. But wow.

… but rest assure. I’m not one of “those guys” you bump into on the streets … I’m just saying that I’m the kinda guy who would stick around and not because of the superficial… but for more than human eyes can see.

— Said this in a chat conversation a long time ago. Still friends w/ Mo after all this time.

You see things; and you say, “Why?” But I dream things that never were; and I say, “Why not?

— George Bernard Shaw

Abnormality

Sometimes, I feel like an abnormality. The odd one out. I tried to fit into a normal pattern only to get rejected. I dunno how to feel about this. At one time, I was happy to be the odd one out. But now, it seems that no one wants to invest into someone that has a “bug” in their system. I don’t fit anywhere. I have a different set of values that doesn’t match anyone else. And when I do find someone that matches my core values, I end up finding out that they think of themselves as abnormalities and therefore, reject me as someone who doesn’t understand, no matter how patience I am.

I love being me, but I fear that I may not get what I want outta life at times.

Then, I get reminders that being an abnormality isn’t bad. I think universal selection is just testing me to see if I really want what I know I want.

Then after reading all this, I probably might be the only one that understands this and no one else will. Maybe I am hard to decipher.

Or maybe… just maybe… I’m sleepy.

There are countless ingredients that make up the human body and mind, like all the components that make up me as an individual with my own personality. Sure, I have a face and voice to distinguish myself from others, but my thoughts and memories are unique only to me, and I carry a sense of my own destiny. Each of those things are just a small part of it. I collect information to use in my own way. All of that blends to create a mixture that forms me and gives rise to my conscience.

I feel confined, only free to expand myself within boundaries.

— Major Motoko Kusanagi from Ghost in a Shell

(Re)Definition: I'm Too Lowkey →

“You can do it, you just don’t because of your personality. But I know you got it in you…Think about it like this: Nice guys do finish last, do you want to be nice or do you want to be successful.” - Louie “Plot” Sousa

Gotta love my boy Plot. He’s right. The thing is, I don’t know how to not be…

This is really an answer to your question, Starr.

My input in the whole matter is very simple. Remember when Common (Sense) dissed Ice Cube with “The Bitch in Yoo”? Common is not a battle rapper… and yet, he broke it down. If Common can still be himself and beat Ice Cube, why not you be a hustler, yet Lowkey?

Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.

— Benjamin Franklin

Believe nothing, no matter where you read it, or who said it, no matter if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.

— Budda

It always seems impossible until its done.

— Nelson Mandela

A thousand miles journey starts with a single step

— Lao Tseu