MJ and his bucket of KFC

I'm up early and I'm watching Mike and Mike on the Deuce and they bring up Magic's eulogy at Michael Jackson's Memorial. And his story stood out so much because we, as the fans, got to see MJ as a human. That mental image of one of the top 5 basketball players to ever live, IMHO, and the King of Pop, sitting on the floor eating a bucket of KFC just brought that level of "humanity". You have to stop and ask that, "Michael is like me?" and then quickly realize that it was Michael's CHEF that brought out the bucket, as well as his CHEF ask Magic what he wanted. As Golic put it, "I never went to any of my friends' homes and had anyone's chef ask me what I wanted to eat." Pho realz though!
 
It's sad to think that the millions and millions of people who regard ourselves as fans to be dumbstruck at this level of humanity from Michael. It's sad that I have put MJ on this pedestal to even think that a bucket of fried chicken was beyond him. Yet, this tub of Original or Extra Crispy, puts us on the same level fascinates and at the same time humbles me. Douche (Donny Deutch) says that it was wrong for the American public to deify him, and in this respect, I have to agree. Don't get me wrong, I think Douche is an ASSHOLE, albeit a misguided asshole, for slamming MJ at this hour, but he has that point right. I put MJ on a level where I felt nothing can touch him based on his ability to not only change the world through his humanitarian efforts but for always touching me with his music. Michael's music hit the nerve of the soul which sustains me. Every dance move he hit and every note he sang changed a part of my life. Put on Off the Wall or Human Nature, and I lose it. Workin' Day and Night and Another Part of Me doesn't provide escape - it makes the world around me a better place to live in. That's where I differ GREATLY with Mr. Deutch's comment. Music can change lives. Music effects the soul on so many levels that it can't help but change lives which in turn spreads the love of its creator to many more people. Music changes lives. And no one has ever changed my life as Michael Jackson has on that level.
 
Magic's story made me realize that this man, who changed my life through music, is, at the end, just a man. And on that level, I can empathize with his family cuz that's how they remember him. My pain of his death pales in comparison, because I personally know how it is to lose a member of a family when they pass unexpectedly. The feeling of death which submerges into the soul like a knife and withdraws the source of life - breath. I've felt that. I know that feeling of being physically huddled around each other as a group to cry over the loss of a brother. My heart goes out to them and his kids. C'mon, Paris' "my daddy..." puts everything in perspective. And that bucket of KFC made me realize the pain the family and those who knew him on that level must be going through.

Rest in Paradise, Michael. You deserve it.

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Interesting quotes from The Alchemist

It's the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting. (p11)

What's the world's greatest lie? It's this: that at a certain point in our lives, we lose control of what's happening to us, and our lives become controlled by fate. (p18)

The boy didn't know what a person's "destiny" was. It's what you have always wanted to accomplish. Everyone, when they are young, knows what their destiny is. At that point in their lives, everything is clear and everything is possible. They are not afraid to dream, and to yearn for everything they would like to see happen to them in their lives. But, as time passes, a mysterious force begins to convince them that it will be impossible for them to realize their destiny. (p22)

And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it. (p23)

People learn early in their lives what is their reason for being. (p25)

When someone makes a decision, he is really diving into a strong current that will carry him to places he had never dreamed of when he first made the decision. (p71)

Intuition is really a sudden immersion of the soul into the universal current of life. (p77)

When you want something with all your heart, that's when you are closest to the Soul of the World. It's always a positive force. (p82)

The alchemists spent years in their laboratories, observing the fire that purified the metals. They spent so much time close to the fire that gradually they gave up the vanities of the world. They discovered that the purification of the metals had led to a purification of themselves (p85)

"I learned that the world has a soul, and that whoever understands that soul can also understand the language of things. I learned that many alchemists realized their destinies, and wound up discovering the Soul of the World, the Philosopher's Stone, and the Elixir of Life. But above all, I learned that these things are all so simple they could be written on the surface of an emerald." (p87)

I don't live in either my past or my future. I'm interested only in the present. If you can concentrate always on the present, you'll be a happy man. Life will be a party for you, a grand festival, because life is the moment we're living now. (p88/89)

Because people become fascinated with pictures and words, and wind up forgetting the Language of the World. (p91)

In his pursuit of the dream, he was being constantly subjected to tests of his persistence and courage. So he could not be hasty, nor impatient. If he pushed forward impulsively, he would fail to see the signs and omens left by God along his path. (p93)

When you are in love, things make even more sense, he thought. (p105)

Courage is the quality most essential to understanding the Language of the World. (p117)

Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure. You've got to find the treasure, so that everything you have learned along the way can make sense. (p122)

"There is only one way to learn," the alchemist answered. "It's through action. Everything you need to know you have learned through your journey. (p132)

The wise men understood that this natural world is only an image and a copy of paradise. The existence of this world is simply a guarantee that there exists a world that is perfect. God created the world so that, through its visible objects, men could understand his spiritual teachings and the marvels of this wisdom. That's what I mean by action." (p133)

All you have to do is contemplate a simple grain of sand, and you will see in it all the marvels of creation. Listen to your heart. It knows all things, because it came from the Soul of the World, and it will one day return there. (p134)

People are afraid to pursue their most important dreams, because they feel that they don't deserve them, or that they'll be unable to achieve them. (p136)

Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second's encounter with God and with eternity.

Everyone on earth has a treasure that awaits him. (p138)

Every search begins with beginners luck and ends with the victor's being severely tested. (p139)

The boy and his heart had become friends, and neither was capable now of betraying the other. (p141)

When you are loved, you can do anything in creation. When you are loved, there's no need at all to understand what's happening, because everything happens within you. (p155)

A dear friend of mine talked about a novel she loved called The Alchemist. Being the curious guy I am, I finally got the chance to look it up. So I got into Borders and did a search and the computer said that there were no more copies left in the store. But it listed more of the author's books, so I went to check it out anyways. I had to pee really bad, so I went up to the comfort room up on the second floor, and when I was done, I was gonna look for the book. But I forgot to check what section it would be in. She said it was a novel, but instead of going back down to look in the Literature section, something told me to look in the Spiritual section (which was right near the bathrooms). And sure enough, the book was there. Actually a couple of copies. Dumb database. Without making this story longer than it is, I picked up the 167 page novel and never put it down. And 167 pages later, The Alchemist had turned out to be one of my favorite books too. Not only did it have all the powerful quotes above, but it also had a pretty good story. One of my writing instructors told us about the Hero's Journey... and this novel had all that! I kept thinking how Luke Skywalker's personal journey matched the protagonist's journey towards his own "Personal Legend" aka dream.

In short, it was a book that I NEEDED to read at this point in my life. I was completely lost and even though I was searching for this book, it was really the book that found me. And in a strange sort of way, I found a piece of me as well.

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So fresh and so clean... clean...

So it starts. The beginning of my new life. I was laid off 2 Wednesdays ago. At first, I was actually really happy about being let go. I was tired of feeling stupid all the time. Really. I work as a web developer, well, in layman's terms, I use HTML and CSS to build webpages. After I left the Gap (a story of which I will import over), I vacayed over in Hawaii for 2 weeks before jumping into a job that I thought I was ready for. I wasn't. And I don't want to make the same mistake twice.

Therefore, I find myself in an awkward postition of starting over again. I had no clue of what life would bring, but luckily, things are just now starting to clear up. Kinda like the sun that's breaking through the fog of Daly City, I'm starting to see the light. This last week has been spent looking for jobs online. Searching the keywords HTML and SF Bay Area. Looking up just about every job site I can find. But something happened at around 1:30am, when I started looking at jobs in the arts/entertainment field. I think I've been going uphill with a 15 pound bag of clay all this time. And I mean this literally and figuratively, cuz in college, I'd walk up and down the hills of the City with a big bag of clay. Back to story... anyways, if I'm gonna work somewhere, I want it to be on my terms. I know that I have a mortgage and school loans to pay for (Damn you AAC!), but it's not worth killing myself, or the thought of killing myself (more on that later...) to feel trapped, lonely, AND stupid.

With that said, I need re-find the passion and find a way to make a living at it. I no longer want to be a slave to the all-mighty American dollar. I want to be able to look in the mirror and "Yeah, Today is a Good Day". In the end, I just want to be happy. Something I'm still struggling to find, but with the faith that it is out there for me, as I know as it's out there for everyone else who believes and works there butt off to get. So, as Outkast puts it, I'm starting out So fresh and so clean... clean.

 

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