In today's society where privacy is a thing of the past, we have a tool and resorces that allows us to prejudge someone without meeting them, without the full story or details. And on top of that we uses it against them, yet in the black community everything that doesn't go someone's way is because of prejudice. May...be...so..., however, what does our past say about who we are currently? Our past may say hey i was arrested but it doesn't say that i was convicted. Our past may say that the environment that you were raised in doesn't produce model citizens. So how does that impact who you are now? Because you were arrested does that mean that you are a bad person? Because you weren't raised in an ideal neighborhood means that you're not going to be successful? No, you ARE NOT your past and don't let your past represent nor limit you nor your potential.

Why can't we say whatever we want to say without ramifications? We had troops die for our liberties and freedom of speech is one of them. Not only is that a lie but it has cause so many of us silence our tongue to prevent offending someone else. I personally would rather die for speaking out against what's wrong than to live in silence. In the news people verbalizing their thoughts or standings only to face ridicule because it opposes what someone or some group disagrees with.

The issue that i believe that we face is identity. True identity. We we were raised or maybe before that our parents, grandparents, whoever spoke over us. And then life experiences take place, now that angel has turned into a sinester... Now no one recognizes you because you're not as the remember you. And no wants to be around you because the things that you have going on or involved in people are afraid to walk on that side of the street. So i ask who am i? Am i who you thought i'd be? Am i who you think i am?

We set ourselves up for failure by measuring someone's else's standards by our own meter rule. When in fact they may be off. And this could be due in part by life's experiences, circumstances, traditions and last but not least up bringing. That isn't fair. However, we ONLY have our minds, ideas and logic to go off of. I guess now is the best time to remind you "that no one can judge anyone until you have walked in that man's shoes"

Depression amongst  men isn't a topic that we want to discuss. So we're going to talk about depression amongst everyone. We ALL have gotten into a funk, that's what i call it. For me i really can't pin point a reason. From my understanding that's depression. So we're going to talk about ways to recognize depression, maybe some causes and maybe even resolve somethings. This is just healthy conversation this isn't clinical by any stretch.

We didn't ask to come into this world. Why do we receive a bill of debit when we do better?

With every thing that's going on, legalization of this, legalizing that, this right and that right. This is on fire, save this animal and that tree. All of that may be a great cause, but what about the homeless and hungry right here in your own backyard? You have the liberty to do what ever it is that you want to do with your money. You send money to people that you may never see, in a country that you may never visit. Not one time have I heard anyone donating to that cause. And if i have overlooked anyone or any group please forgive me.

As far as i can remember, the majority of the kids that i grew up with wanted to be a professional athlete. Ok, so did i. Now that's out of the way. It wasn't until i started to learn and understand the entertainment business. Then i realized that these professional entertainers careers are short lived just like their wealth in most cases. You get the fame and celebrity status but that's not indicative to what's in your bank account. And then your lifestyle has changed...back to normalicy. You're no longer in demand. You're no longer remembered for the big play or big shot that you made. Now everyone has to get to know you ALL over again. Let's face it you're not the same as you are when you're home for two days at a time. Now you have to get to know your wife and kids all over again because the road will/has changed you. Now you have to learn how to budget your household finances all over again because the frequency and the amount of money has changed. Life after the fame...was it ALL worth it?

We're living in a time and traveling through uncharted territories, with the influences of social media and people or "friends" that we don't know, haven't seen and probably will never meet in reality. Yet, we allow their opinions to carry so much weight and when they don't "like", agree, or unfollow us we feel inaddiquate, less then who we really are or even more invalid then the reason that we got on in the first place. And here we are to today's topic... now you're depressed. Those "friends" and "followers" are nowhere to be found, you're no longer trending nor popping. Who do you turn to? Who hand could you really grab? Who's shirt can you tug on to say "hey i need to talk"? Well we ALL need those people. Those people that REALLY care. If you don't know anyone before you harm yourself try anyone.

In lew of the season, with all the gifts being exchanged between loved ones. What is the greatest gift that you've received or given?