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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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Production of Law, Liberty, and Love.....

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

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Finding Forever.....Please Comment.....

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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Hospitality

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....