Hotep,
It’s crazy how death surrounds life. A visual of the death row rec yard regularly
reveals different species of birds feeding on the earth, or the bread crumbs
left by prisoners. The ant mounds are
more common to sight than tears flowing at a Mary J. Blidge concert. Real talk.
The death row rec yard has even served as a home to a cat and her litter
of kittens, but that didn’t turn out well.
The adolescent hawks grew bored feeding on the pigeons. Na mean?
Now, I’m not about to go Wild America, on you. It’s just that, living at the foot of death
gives you a greater perspective on life.
I’ve had a tremendous growth spurt of diligence, throughout the past couple
of years. If you’ve been reading this
blog, you’ve experienced the release of my thoughts and deepest feelings, and
we’ve watched them fly into the world together.
That’s what’s up!
As I continue to mature as a spiritual being, a Mann, and a
writer, I’ve developed a much deeper understanding of life (Annimals, insects
and plant life are not exempt) on a whole.
Living will not deter death. I
mean, how do we truly appreciate life without the reality of death? Death will always be available when it’s our
time to experience it. So living in fear
of death is futile. Live with purpose
and inspire others. Ya heard?
Last year began with a barrage of criticism aimed at my
literary expressions. In the wake of the
Troy Davis execution, my words continued to come from a beautiful place. And like life, I enjoy them to the
fullest. But, you can’t please
everyone. Injustice is constant as the
negativity layered in the ugliness of hate is expected, the same as death. Feel me?
A memorable quote from Ms. Linda Joy comes to mind as I
write this:
“Your past does not
define your future. Release the mistakes
of the past and carry forward only the lessons they contain. You have the power to rewrite your story at
any time.” Words to live by, don’t you think?
My mission hasn’t changed since my inaugural post, “The
Basement.” My quest for freedom continues, but more importantly, my
relationship with life gives good love, as I stare into the eyes of death. Life is a cycle, blogosphere. So, if an ant mound is demolished, or the
existence of a pigeon gives way to the hunger of a hawk. Good or bad, everything in this life is
temporary.
I won’t always be held as a prisoner. Jay-Z can’t rock the mic forever and Barack
Obama won’t always be the president of the United States. If your existence is merely living to die,
then please allow our groundbreaking efforts to be a testament to the sweet
flavor of life. Living in bitterness
will only hinder future accomplishments.
Ya heard?
Who knows what 2013 has in store? But, I’m living for the challenge life has to
offer. If you reach for it, prosperity
is only an arm’s length away. Feel
me? I’m out like the 3rd
strike.
Peace to All,
MannofStat
Copyright © 2012 by Leroy Elwood Mann
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