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Was it not enough that Canibus the global, EMCEE leader put together ONE new album this year? Hailing: ‘Full Spectrum Dominance‘ (.1) We’re not even out of summer yet, and the original Ripper is BACK…!
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It is a profound experience – growing up. You have infinite potential, you are like a ‘sponge’, you soak up information given to you. You take in sights, smells, sounds the whole world- works.
I always learned that there is a ‘division’ of man kind, a division of humanity. My pathway (this life cycle round) has enabled me to meet, mingle, as well as be a part of many different amazing people. These people naturally share a different skin colour than me. I was born in a suburb of East London. I started my early schooling system days there. I was blessed with being able to go to junior school with an amazing ethnic mix of different children, myself coming from a mixed back ground too.
Does this even matter? Of course it does. The linage of ‘man’ reaps much destruction. I have always seen, felt and been told this. ‘Man’ always seems to have an excuse to commit evil atrocities. Much of history that many of us have been taught has been distorted, altered – changed somewhat to fit a totally different narrative. Without digressing too much, one cannot escape the fact that ‘power’ holds a raw signature in igniting ‘mans’ enimity.
Tomorrow marks the anniversary of the horrendous act against Japan. It saw ‘man kind’ execute a new evil in the name of ‘control’. In the name of ‘war’. ‘Raw – War’. Then, the day after the first detonation they dropped another one on the beautiful island of Nagasaki. Tomorrow marks the 73rd ‘A – bomb anniversary’. (No good for no hu -man.)
So – let us reflect: No words can cover what those people went through. We live in a world of beautiful abundance if you have income, or create income. Suffering it still rife here on mother earth. Please spare a thought.
We are all people, beings here together. We are blessed with such a potential to help, to create for a greater good. Research, think, love. Each one teach one.
There is no better taste in ones mouth than ‘victory’. To the spoils, go the victor…
The band of ever brave players, made their way, heads high on to the football pitch. The electrically charged atmosphere, like never before. A venue in the mighty USSR no less! Heads held high, the pride of English Lions to do this great country proud! They put up a valiant fight against the opposition. Team tactics used neatly, proof that planning for any battle pays off. From upfront to mid field, our lions fort bravely.
The English knights not taking their opposition for granted, passed, delayed and used the ball with great fashion. It’s amazing to think that after all these years, that such a magnificent sport has kept it’s age, pace full within the of face of passion it generates. A timeless legacy of our national heritage. One could not surpass the lump in ones throat as the first goal for our boys hit home. “What a goal!” We shouted – jumping from our seats, beers and Prosecco flying in the air like a plane leaving the runway, ready for Benidorm.
It struck me as a little odd, that on my journeys to and from my local town, the amount of ‘non believers’ I overheard talking about the event in the street. There were / are literally so many who have zero faith in our band of brave warriors.
All these worriers. It’s not good – our lads deserve much more, we all live in hope. – Right? We watch, we mock, we hold our breaths as our lads run, jump, tackle all over the green grassed battle ground. The lions need to hear roars! – Not squawks of shame. Watch with pride as we go for a Full Spectrum Dominance, on the battle field. Keep your hopes high with the fact that WE CAN DO THIS! England hold valued energywithin the sittings of the playoffs.
