When everyone wants a good time
When shit gets personal
There’s never been a more true post on here.
I always loved sitting on my throne with
sticks in each hand and ready to hit every single beat.
Year after year, my skills progressed and
the music going in my ears and out into my hands
changed as I played. This wasn’t for the attention.
No way that I would put my pride before my art and
I would never ask for praise to start.
This is for the feeling I get within my body,
a type of feeling that I couldn’t quite explain.
Every beat and crash of a cymbal, every kick of a bass
and bang of a tom was like a kiss to my body.
Everything like a sensational high as I banged away.
But it was still more than a temporary high,
It’s still more than what I can do.
Sitting on a throne, sticks hand in hand and
I know there are eyes on me. I don’t want those eyes,
I don’t want those eyes on me.
My focus of my musical talent was for someone greater than I am.
Someone bigger and greater than storms and kings.
A congregation’s eyes should see an almighty Savior King.
My rhythm leads their hearts, not to me, but to
I’ve been a slight predicament. I miss everyone….the fellowship, the laughter, the camaraderie, the smiles….everything. I haven’t drummed since youth camp. I’m missing out on a lot that’s so important to me. If having a busy schedule like this is forcing me to miss out on what I love most….then I’d probably have to me a few sacrifices.
Decisions are never easy and creating compromise isn’t either. I just really don’t want to miss on everything I could be doing with my friends and serving with them.
As a Muslim, I’m sick of people asking me how I feel about 9/11. What do you want me to say, seriously? Do you want me to say, “It was a great plan, mwahahaha!” before I fly off on a magic carpet?
I was born and raised in this country and was just as shocked as everyone else to learn there were people on this earth so vile as to commit such a horrific attack - or to even think about doing it.
But I didn’t do it. Neither did 99.999999999 percent of the roughly 1.5 billion people in the world who also call themselves Muslims. So why should I or any other Muslim apologize for what happened? Nickleback is planning on releasing another album. Should I ask white people to apologize for that?”
Apologies to people who actually read my boring stuff. I haven’t written in a while…I actually haven’t really written anything real or reflective within the whole summer. I’ve had ideas stuck in my head but no time to write them down. Promise to put something out over the weekend. Posting my link to my blogger again so it isn’t so mia.