a person’s true
is rarely shown
if it is
it is rarely seen
people are too afraid to show
who they truly are;
the times they did show
the truth
the values of society
would not allow
the truth(identity)
to even be seen
let alone accepted

identity is unlimited
individuals place limits
on only themselves
one has the power
to manifest
one desires

tap into the source
of individuality,
of peace,
of love,
of truth, of being
that is never found without
can only be found within


George Bush and The 300

It is truly amazing to me how hypocritical people are.  I’ve been hypocritical at times and I’m sure there will be other hypocrisies that I commit.  Do we like living like this? Do we know any other way?

Read me out on this one.

How is it possible for the majority of Americans and arguably most of the world to disapprove of/hate on President Bush and praise the new Democratic Congress while at the same time make The 300 a top movie around the world?

Just ponder that question. I’m not saying Dubya is King Leonidas.  I also don’t think Pelosi talking to the Syrians is of the same essence as that snake in the grass that had the side-deal with the Persians.

America is at war because of the attack that occurred on 9/11.  Sure we’ve been told a number of other reasons why the war happened, is valid or isn’t.  The bottom line is that we are where we are because of the past and 9/11 events were surely a catalyst among others to get the world where it is. The 300 has the Spartans going to war because of Xerxes’ Persian war machine’s impending invasion of Greece.  If anything, the Spartans were less diplomatic about the situation than America has been. At any rate, it seems a tad bits, ironically close to the reality of the past few years.Frank Miller’s comic version of The 300 came out in 1998.  Could it be that Dubya got his foreign policy agenda after reading the graphic novel?  Better check the circulation for the upcoming candidates and see what reads they have to get an idea of what lies ahead.  I’m banking that Senator Clinton is not reading Good Housekeeping…Just some food for thought.  People often love fiction yet despise fact.  There is no changing that.  And what’s happening in the world today is the stuffing of some of the greatest tales told and yet to be recorded.

Hawaii Legislative Session ’07 Update

What time is it?

Law time!  That’s what.

The Hawaii Legislature has a little under a month left.  This is the interesting point because the bills have crossed over and went through both the House and the Senate and back.  This is the point of the session where both sides meet up in conference and decide the fate of the various bills that have survived the first year of the bi-ennium. 

Now would be the time to look at what is actually left and make your calls to the Legislators to vote on what is left.  That’s about all the public can do as there will no longer be any public hearings for the conference hearings.

So what happened to that taro bill or that appropriation for the cause in your community or that controversial issue?

Fear not, there is still another year for that HB(House Bill) or SB(Senate Bill) for that little known cause you are passionate about.  So rally the troops for next session and hit them (the Legislators) early on in the session.  Tip: Contact not only your Rep. or Senator, but the chairs of the respective committee that the Bill you’re interested in is referred too.

And if you don’t like a bill… In my humblest of opinions, chances are if it didn’t make it out this session, there is an equally high chance that it will not make it out next session unless some serious work and lobbying is done. 

Why?  Legislators will be introducing more bills into the mix in the ’08 session, in addition to the thousands that are currently in limbo, filed away, waiting for that hearing.  I guess the hearing is like the NCAA Basketball Tournament: the Big Dance to become a Champion; law in this case. 

One also has to consider that our lawmakers our human and may or may not like a bill, killing it in committee as a result.  Just part of what happens in our “Representative Democracy”. 

There’s ultimately the Governor factor to figure in.  It takes the signature of the Governor, the Honorable Linda Lingle, to make a bill for an act, into a law.  Without it, nada, nathan, no mas.  The Governor has the power to stall on something.  That’s why some appropriations for money never see light for many years, oddly timed with an election…

Then there’s the Veto power.  With talk of the President vetoing Congress’ actions, there isn’t much need to go indepth about the Veto. 

Do you get it?  If you don’t, I can’t blame you, it’s such a complicated, convoluted, compacted chain of events that is hard to understand.  I’d bet some of elected officials don’t quite understand it themselves.

 Aloha ke Akua.

If You Smell-ell-ell… What’s Brewing!

I have a confession to make…

I work at a large globalized chain that sells coffee (that I can’t name but I’m sure you can guess). And what’s worse, is that I started off not even liking coffee. And what’s even worse than that is that I can drink a Blackeye (coffee with an add shot of espresso) without anything added to it.

That being said, there is alot that goes on in a coffee house. I work at the busiest one in my state, no joke, we have the most revenue out of all of them, and more and more seem to be opening each day.

What amazes me the most is how people get over their coffee. I think we can all agree that we can each be very picky about damn near anything and everything. And why not, especially if we’re paying for it. What I am having a harder time seeing, is how some people can have a miserable existence if their latte is not up to par. Top that off is how you hear people start their bad day horror stories with, “It all began when they f@cked up my latte…”. Yeah, you get the point.

We have a customer, let’s call her the Capuccino Lady, who comes in and orders a Double Tall Non-Fat, Real Foam (Thick like shaving cream), 190 degree, Dry Cappucino. She’ll go out of her way to see who’s working bar and to make that barista’s life living hell if the foam isn’t the way she likes it. Now I know, that’s she’s paying good money for it. I respect that, but we’re not in Europe, nor is it a gourmet establishment, so after a certain point, and when there is a line going out the door, when… is enough… enough?

What makes this customer particularly mind bottling is that she has turned away from her drink dissatisfied to wait for a new one, grab the same drink and think it’s perfect. So… she’s not the coffee aficionado that she masqerades as.  I suppose you can say the plot thickens.

I was on bar one night and she started talking to me. How’s your foam? Have you made my drink before? Blah blah blah. So at first I was listening but then I looked at the line of drinks I had before me and chose to focus on that. I figure, why pay heed to the 5 % complainer when there was the rest waiting to be served. She told my manager, he’s not talking to me, I’m leaving and was gone.  I swear that I sensed the bad chi in the air.  Or was that the No-Brew?  Anyhow…

The next time I worked, she came in and I was on till. Now I had thought about how I would rip her a new one if she so much as looked at me the wrong way when I realized, maybe this is all this woman had, her perceived perfect cup of coffee. I had never seen her with anyone, nor has she ever talked about what’s going on aside from her cappacino or the quality of our fruit or if the wrong day’s paper is still there. (Maybe she’s a mystery shopper) At any rate, I realized, it was me getting to me and not her getting to me. I can only control myself and how I feel. So the glorious ripping of a new one did not occur and what do you know, she didn’t get to me because I didn’t get to me.

If I were to start a Rap Group

I listen to alot rap/hip-hop music mostly. I like to think that I’m fairly diverse when it comes to music but upon reflection, I predominantly listen to rap/hip-hop. Now, if I think a song is good, I’ll listen regardless of genre but I guess I find it funny that rap/hip-hop appeals to me.

So in order to come to grips with my infatuation with rap/hip-hop I’ve decided to start a rap group. I’ve thought alot about it and as a writer, my rhymes would be mad wicked tight a’ight. So all I need is a crew with some decent flow and a name.

I figure I’ll post on craigslist to find some other aspiring rap artists so that part should be no problem. Maybe I can battle them to see if they can hang. I know what you’re thinking, “J, what if they suck?”. Well, I’m not raps ‘Hova as some people claim to be so worst case scenario, I’ll contact VH1 and pick up So Fine, Miss M, Big L, and Dodge City from Ice T’s Rap School. I figure the variety right there would be more than enough to give my crew an edge.

Next up, the crew’s name. Now since I’m finding this crew, I’m going to name it and that’s that. So upon looking at various crew names: Public Enemy, Run-D.M.C., Diddy’s The Band, KTMT, and Tai Wyban and the Fellows, I’ve decided to throw it and use a symbol much like how Wu-Tang and Prince did (well when he was the symbol that was the artist formerly known as prince).

Wow, I didn’t realize how complicated it was to start a rap group, but eh, I will persevere as I am a true hip-hop head.

Ok, got it, I gave it 30 seconds and the symbol for my crew is going to be a thought provoking one. Hold on now, brace yourself. Here you go: a dragon sitting under a palm tree drinking a mai tai and barbecuing chicken with the hot fire that he spits.

Heh, I know you’re thinking, wow, frakking, wow, oh boy, golly gee, that is tight son. (Polishes fingernails on shirt). This. I. Know.

So there you have it. If you’re an aspiring rapper, hit me up because this crew is going to be the greatest.

Disclaimer: Any relation to any actual dream of rapping was not intended. Any relation to any existing group was not intended either. I’m joking here. I like rap but c’mon, me, rap? No way.

On a side note, I did write lyrics back in the day and called myself The Game. Swear to God, if I’m lying I’ll cut off a piece of my anatomy. I have the notebook to proove it. Should have trademarked that name.

On another side note, regarding crew names, I had a bunch of friends who adopted the name ‘Hot Boys’ for their pseudo car club. Cash Money had the Hot Boys and it was before Missy Elliot made that song, so it was still a semi cool thing. Anyway, they went and got the old english letters of the phrase made and put it on their cars. Now, if you’re familiar with old english, you’ll know how that phrase looks spelled out. If you’re not… nah, I’ll tell you, H’s for whatever reason looks like G’s. So, yeah, ‘Got Boys’, not too cool. Certainly not the effect they were looking for.

What if the world…

What if the world…

I had a conversation last week with a friend who told me, “People ain’t shit, J.” It was kind of harsh and a startling tone but what he meant as I found out later in the conversation, is that everyone is human, everyone makes mistakes, and chances are, what other people are doing, we will more often than not disagree with them.

The bottom line, then, is to give freely and have no expecation as to what should come as a result. I can recall getting so frustrated when I was younger because I was doing what I thought I should do in order to get what I wanted. When in the end, because I was doing it to get something, and not out of the goodness of my heart, that’s why I was so frustrated to begin with. It not only conflicted with my core, but it also made what I had to give have conditions. And once something has conditions, it can no longer be unconditional.

I had another conversation this week with a lady who told me to trust my heart. The heart will never lead one astray. I can’t help but agree with that. Looking back at my journey thus far, the times I’ve ever felt fear or pain is because my mind was telling my heart to be quiet. Or my mind was running around all over the damn place like a crackhead on speed. The times when I’ve trusted my heart and went with it, things worked out all good.

Life is strange indeed. I do believe that in the end it will all be for a reason. Life was not meant to be easy I know that. It just saddens me when I think if only we truly were who we can be all times, who we truly are, because the conflicts we face would probably be resolved in a much more civil and far less hurtful fashion.

Can you imagine a world like that? Granted, there would probably still be war, but at least, no matter what, there would always be respect and sincerity.

Words of Wisdom

Words of Wisdom

I’ve been fortunate in my life to have guides come in and out and provide me with some really good thoughts. I also stumble on a few thoughts here and there so here you go. Enjoy. I believe it’s part of my job here on earth to pass on the good. Feel free to add your pearls. Aloha.

“Life is a Gift. Respect is Earned. Love is Gained” ~ Aunty Anna

“An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.” ~ Charles Bukowksi

“Someone always got it worse.” ~ Keone Rawlins (and many others I’m sure but props to my cousin)

“The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.” ~ Lao Tzu

“I have the 1030 rule.” ~ Someone at UH in reference to not taking a class prior to 1030 in the morning.

“Champions aren’t made in gyms. Champions are made from something they have deep inside them- a desire, a dream, a vision. They have to have last-minute stamina, they have to be a little faster, they have to have the skill and the will. But the will must be stronger than the skill.” ~ Muhammed Ali

“Throughout life people will make you mad, disrespect you and treat you bad. Let God deal with the things they do, cause hate in your heart will consume you too.” ~ Will Smith

“To those of you who received honours, awards, and distinctions, I say well done. And to the C students, I say you, too, can be President of the United States.” ~ George W. Bush

“In a mad world, only the mad are sane.” ~ Akira Kurosawa

“I’m going to be 60 and I’m almost used to myself.” ~ Martin Scorsese

“I come bearing an olive branch in one hand, and the freedom fighter’s gun in the other hand. Do not let the olive branch fall from my hand.” ~ Yasser Arafat

“Let a hundred flowers bloom.” ~ Mao Zedong

“You’ve got to know your limitations. I don’t know what your limitations are. I found out what mine were when I was twelve. I found out that there weren’t too many limitiations, if I did it my way.” ~ Johnny Cash

“Never, never, never, never give up.” ~ Winston Churchill