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1228 days ago
By Joseph T. Evans Is this only a dream or I’m actually here. How did I get here. What was it that determined that it was my time to be here. I know that I exist. I feel that I am alive, but where is here and why am I here, now. I mean I know that the act of intercourse brings about a child and that child grows. And, weather it’s nature versus nurture that controls the outcome of who I become, how come I didn’t come into being in 1525 or 200bc, but rather I came into being in 1970. What were that alignment of planets that said you will now be; Joseph it is now your turn to exist. God, if you exist in some form, I fight with this perplexing question and I’m constantly looking for answers. This dogmatic life-long pursuit for answers has me torn between two schools of though. I’ve read the Torah, the Quran, and the Bible in it’s many variations and I have found all the Holy books pretty much say the same things. I’ve even read the recently found Gospel of Thomas. ...
1243 days ago
By Joseph T. Evans If you’d like to gain an better understanding and appreciation of the richness, complexity, and depth of African-American culture in relation to the broader American culture, listen to America's music. America's musical art form owes it's beginnings to the African-Americans. The blues, the precursor to rock 'n roll and several other genres of music, are an expression - even a chronicle - of the lives of people who had at one time been slaves. Music, of course, is only one of the many African-American contributions to the American society, but it is an important contribution, because not only did it set the foundation for Americas culture and identity, African-American music shed light on the ideas, values, and emotions -- as it continues to do today -- of many otherwise silent African Americans. Initially, Blues lyrics developed in the Delta regions of Mississippi as slaves sang while working on the plantation fields, and frequently made ...
1244 days ago
By Joseph T. Evans Loving a woman is such a complex emotion for me because unlike anger, which I can pinpoint down to its root cause -- and when I concentrate hard enough I can actually shake it off. It’s not even like sadness, which just like anger, I can pinpoint down to its root cause and most of the times I can get over it fairly quickly and shake it off, too. Both anger and sadness seem to stay in the realm of logic and reason; I'm able to think about what’s happening to me logically and get over it and most of the times never think about it again. But, love -- it's such a powerful and complex emotion -- can not be turned on and off nor pinpointed down to its root cause nor easily gotten over when it ends. I've tried to use logic and reason before to deal with love, but it seems love -- unlike anger and sadness does not seem to stay within the same realm of logic and reason. When it comes to love -- logic goes out the window. It's amazing how love makes me feel; I feel ...
