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Aida, Wicked, and Last Five Years will soon be premiered.....Hip Hop meets Broadway....... Coming SOON!!!! Watch Out but in the meantime..enjoy this.... this is how the dishroom made a man out of me....

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Its been happening ya'll!!! My man Dee Executive Producer on the beats!!! Check it Out!!!!

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This is the reality of College life. We are constantly in need of resources such as wisdom, time, and money. All of these support systems are necessary for any college student to survive but the most important support system is truth.

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Hospitals seems to be haunted with a spirit of generosity that plagues society's weak. I experienced the horror of this spirit a couple of weeks ago and to this day and I am haunted by the fact that I could of spent the night at that place.

While sitting in the waiting room, I sat there thinking about my condition and if it was real serious and what the end would be. Would this condition cripple me with its prodding me to change my lifestyle? I thought about being absence from our present reality and thought about how if life would seem different for those around me? What aspects of their lives would drastically change if Sam Cornet was a living person. What memories would I leave them with?

As I joked around with my homie K to the Schrumster, I took a moment and thought, DANG!

The people that God has put in my life are the most valuable possession that I get to enjoy. And one of the most convicting things is that, I only realize that when they come through for me in my times of need. I mean I texted this girl about needing a ride to the hospital and within three to five minutes I'm getting a call from her. On the way there she's instructing me on what going to happen, strange doctors who left all their senses of medical professionalism in their class room, realized that even though she is as white as a pure winter snowfall that she has a black heart cause it always skips late (if you dont get what I mean, ask a black person what CPT mean lol), and above all she thought her service to me as a friend was more important than her early arrival at her ministry's cafe. Shout Outs to the Schruminator !!! She as well as many others, are assets to my life that I do not want to lose. Like the motherly mentor I have in Mrs. Hay. L think about the fact that she did not think that her professionalism in the office did not stop her from giving me a motherly hug and praying for me and making sure I got to the ER. And our school nurse Allison who gave me WISE tactics of being seen first in the ER if the condition got worse. God, please dont take those people away, they are extensions of your love from this Brooklyn born kid who never had nothing. You have given so much.

As I was called into the doctor's office, I was left with nothing other than my thoughts and a thin gown revealing the ashy blackness of my skin, my wirey frame and the funk of my feet. I dont know about you reading this but black masculinity is a very precious thing and when it is lost I tend to lose myself with it. This truth has many faces to its observers as it can be humorous as well as serious all within the same smile.

It was humbling enough that I walked into the hospital with my thumb holding my place in my Harry Potter book which stereotypically should have been a XXL or selecting the gritty, grimmest rap classics on an IPod but this was ridiculous. "I'm a grown man and I am struggling to throw the gown on!!!" And it doesn't help that I am a staggering 5'6 with 130 pounds of lean muscle. It took the nurse to help put the gown on. (Hope I never see her ever in my life again. The Lord might just bring her around when I get full of myself to humble me).

All in all, this hospital visit was an issue of the heart for me. I realized the condition of my heart and how vital it is in my comprehensive health. I interact with ideas better than people.

I do need to put an end to the unhealthy practices that I engage in that affect my heart. My ambitions have had an affect on my heart and the damages are irreversible. I get only one heart till Christ return and I dont know how long He will tarry. Plus I dont know how long it could beat.But I still got alot to do. I still got alot to learn, accomplish, and enjoy.

Sitting in the hospital made me realize that as much hospitality that hospitals show, they can never ease or comfort of our weaknessness. They could never make up for our failures. They can never buy back lost time, materials or mend messed up relationships. Our bodies show us how frail we really are. And they expose the issues of our heart. I now know what is important. People over philosophies. It is never ideas over a community of people to serve and love. That is true hospitality that nurses all wounds until the complete healing brought by our Lord Jesus Christ. And that is the hospitality that we are commanded to show to each other. I struggle to believe that still. But I believe a little more today. Lord, I'll keep moving until you stop my heart from beating. Nothing or no one else is worth living or dying for.

It begins....

Will I make it.... Im wearing a gown.....

I love life and those that's living it......

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What does Halloween, conservatism, hugs, swine flu, and racism have in common?

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This is a project that I am happy directing. One of the most personable and honest people that I have met on this campus has agreed to do a little radio podcast so here is the promo. More to come. Also, "The Real Ray Ray Show" has nothing to do with PBU, nor is it connected with any PBU staff or personnel. This is a side project that I am sharing with you all so you can get a different perspective. Stay tuned folks for more. This is one of the projects I have been working on.

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Okay here the deal ya. I have heard some crazy notion that my style is outdated. You say Im stuck in a past decade, I rather say that I am a walking historian, a collector of culture, educating my generation about its roots through its fashion. These... are not mere clothes to me, they represent ideals and values in which I subscribe to and I think that those things are what the current generation is missing. Social conscience as well as personal awareness.

But enough of my defense. There are people who would like to see I change for a day. They would like me to leave the narrow path I tip toe on and run the broad road of today's current fashion trends. Some people are even offering to take me out shopping to pick out outfits. So for once in a lifetime, once in history and only this time, Sam Cornet will put his convictions, beliefs, comfort and pride aside and he will explore the current world of Hip Hop. For my hip hop heads do not call me a sell out. I will find you....lol....nah im serious..... I am only building bridges with this new generation.

So if a hundred people vote in favor for this task, I will do this.

If you are in favor of this reply:
Change the Game!!

If not then reply:
Represent the Raw Real!!!!

So stop by my Facebook page and vote ya'll.

For those that dont know.....

The Raw Real.

The New Real.

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As I sit here finishing up homework, I realized that too many of the books we read do not do a good job of communicating to us. Lofty speech and sentences does not impress me. Lofty speech and sentences tend to anger me and I tend to walk away with no interest. Which brings me to my question, should reading be a language of its own?

Ive been told that I sometimes write the way I talk. Which is why I try to correct whatever I write. To some degree, I do not see that as an issue. If my audience in which I am writing to understands my dialect should I not write that way? I mean we can go to the extremes of broken English and Ebonics. Though I am a black man from the hood, I am not an advocate for that. Speech should be clear to everyone. But some "scholars" write material that do not communicate ideas well because the presentation of their ideas are way too technical. We as Americans do not talk as technical as a written grammar demands. For example, we talk in contractions.

I question the idea of an intelligence that does not allow successful transfer of information. I question the idea of an intelligence that enables one to flaunt his years of study in order to intimidate those who have less of an encounter of the subject matter. If you are a teacher or a writer, do me and the millions of college students who do not understand what you are saying a favor, TALK AND WRITE CLEAR ENGLISH!!!!

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Whats up PBU perspectives. Its been a minute now with the amount of blogs I've written. There is so much to express and of course being that I am writing on the public domain of the internet, there is a lot to filter.

PBU is going through a lot of changes. Renovations happened throughout the summer to accommodate the new students and of course you guys the perspectives. Courses and curriculms are being thought thorough, the dorms on campus are constantly being evaluated and student organizations are thinking through how to foster a more socially diverse student body. The blogs site is an example of that endeavor to get people who are interested in Philadelphia Biblical University connect to the education is offers. It with that that I realized that this blog site that I write on is a contribution to not only the perspectives of the incoming freshman but also the perspectives of the upperclassmen that are already here.

So it is with that that I announce that I am working on a radio show with probably the most personable people here at this school. Look out for that. It will be social critiques from the perspectives of the students on campus. Also, PBU's own Inherit the Fall and I will be working together so look out for what happens with that.

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Aight so I told you all that I was working on a little memoir on my experiences as an intern at Epiphany Fellowship, so here is the title track to the side project that accompanies it. Please post comments about whether you understood song or not, Im mad open to that. For detailed comments or question hit me up at my school's email at jc768@eagle.pbu.edu. Peep it.

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