The Journey of a Prophet
by rosangelica.
"My past was the most beautiful symphony, me being the orchestra, and my words, a beautiful future."
Recently, I have spent much time reflecting on the various ways that I've spent my summer. 2 weeks of community service, an amazing number of weeks interning at Eliot L. Engel's congressional office, which I'm still doing, and spending time with the people who have continued to nourish my soul over the years.
This summer provided numerous opportunities, most of them Uptown, to dabble in numerous sketchy scenarios, party with lonely singles seeking attention on Twitter, and simply have an all around "good time." I've noticed one major change over the years, perception being one of them, and my defenition of a "good time."
The stories that my peers deem new, I find old. Legends re-lived, repeated, and reworded. After a while, I got over the glamour of constantly drowning in a scene of rebel-like adolescents just like me who were in a rush to grow up. That's all we were; ignorant kids chasing the only high we could: time. That was three years ago. What has become of me now?
From the hectic, fast-paced days of high school, to the calmer days that college had to offer, many aspects of my life have changed. Appearances, relationships both family and friend related, funds, dues, knowledge. It's been real. Instead of trying to figure out where the best party is going to take place on Saturday night, I'm trying to figure out my next move. My next move? Whether it is journalism, music, or business related, THAT and only that is what concerns me on a Saturday night.
There will be numerous weekends and events in which I can relive my youth. The only difference will be the righteous people I choose to surround myself with who are well aware of the society we live in and are concerned on making a difference.
Superficial women dolled up, asking for attention from the scum bag guys that come to parties strictly for one reason. Some of the things I am extremely proud to leave behind... well for now. Lord knows people never change. Numerous people, with amazing futures, that have crossed my path have fallen victim to this life. Being blinded by the lack of responsibility, go out and spend recklessly while simultaneously not being able to pay attention in class. Such is life.
Follow your heart, aspirations and meet all your goals. That is what truly fulfills the mind and soul.
Peace
I love, and wholeheartedly agree with, your perspective on today's youth and their priorities. I'm 21, and have been experiencing identical disenchantment with the social life of my age bracket. Each day and night, including weekends, I spend cultivating my talents and my vision for my future. I'm embarrassed to see where this these lapses in judgment land them in 5-10 years. Surely not as the millionaire socialites they aspire to be.
ReplyDeleteSidenote: I wish I could follow your blog but I have no blogspot account, only tumblr :+(. So I check it periodically. Your insight is comforting to a fellow young perceptive young adult.
I don't think you'll be surprised to find out that most of our generation is suffering from this emprisonment of the mind. Thank you for taking your time to read my posts and what not. I'm trying to self-start this blog into something bigger. I'm not sure what yet but it's all a part of a bigger idea. What is your craft? My eart goes out to aspiring artists and people who devote their soul to bettering what they do for I do the same thing daily whether it be piano or writing.
DeleteAlso, scripturesofkalypso.tumblr.com. I'll make sure to follow you back. Whenever I have a new post on my blog I almost always post it on my tumblr. Peace!
DeleteI am a producer. I'm developing many gifts at once but music production is my true passion. I followed your tumblr, we should continue our conversation through another medium. Your choice.
ReplyDeleteYou can find my email on the tab at the top of my blog, "Rosangelica." Peace.
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