With the pop culture worshipping the altar of celebrity-hood and people dressing up in the head turning look at me style, it is stiff compeition to look like an remarkable creature. Be it gals carrying their balenciga ( which took me about one year to get the name pronounced right), chloe, marc jacobs , hermers or chanel going back to the old skool style , it is like a never ending cycle of storm. The monson comes and goes with the ebb and flow of vanitiy and we are being told from the moment that we are born ( bombarded by advertising - as by the time we are 5, we would remembera staggering 200 brands ) affirming in our blood, genes , brain cells in the cerebellum and in the DNA-RNA cell structures that " Thoust Must look Hot !"
Gucci is the clothing aphrodisiac .The GG logo represented , Power , Sex , Money , God with miles of Legs and bad dontella like hair.
I GG therefore I am.
Alrite, Maybe I am trying to desperatly work my own initials on this to be part of the immortal being. The cell the memory the vibration.
When will all this come to an end? What is the plot ? Did God create Fashion and Silicon tits?
Why did dramatic reptiles come from Phonician Mountain?
What does it matter?
I was sent an email from a friend sometime ago and this is something that really resonated with my soul.
And here it goes
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Ready or not, someday it will all come to an end.
There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or days.
All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will
pass to someone else.
Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.
It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.
Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally
disappear.
So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists will expire.
The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.
It won't matter where you came from, or on what side of the tracks you
lived, at the end.
It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.
Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant.
So what will matter?
How will the value of your days be measured?
What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built;
Not what you got, but what you gave.
What will matter is not your success, but your significance.
What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught.
What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice
that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.
What will matter is not your competence, but your character.
What will matter is not how many people you knew, but how many will
feel a lasting loss when you're gone.
What will matter is not your memories, but the memories that live in
those who loved you.
What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what.
Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident.
It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice.
Choose to live a life that matters.
"And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of
these is love."
1 Corinthians 13:13
Friday, July 07, 2006
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