DePaul POETS

08/27/2020

Welcome to 'This The Thing...' Thursday. Remember this Thursday is about revealing an austere life truth by just describing an experience or a process.

And reflection is a part of that, so here is my reflection on pursuing dreams:

I believe that dreams are real yet I had to modify meams. I went from dreaming to be a basketball player to dreaming about being a freelance expressionist — a lightworker that has created a self-expressionist strategy in marketing, writing, and movement. And as I connect the dots, as I reflect on how basketball is a movement expression, I realize that I am perceiving my dreams still. And I learned that life requires looking at the dream from a different angle, as we bear in mind our inherent purpose. Because as all things fit together, I learn that my childhood dream still holds true.

To me, this song touches on this perspective.

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08/20/2020

Do me a favor, world.

Don't worry about me. Do I worry about you and how you feel given your whining and complaining, world?

No.

Do I fret for your security? your well-being? when you don't care about your own security and well-being at your times of emotional display, world?

No, I let you do you, world. I let you mock me whenever you want because I know you can't help it. Why would I worry about you doing you and reminding me about me?

Why would I worry about this twisted harmony? I used to. Shiiiit, boa I used to tremble.

My knees would clack together because I worried that you calling me to speak in front of hundreds of people at the age of 8 was humiliating if not terrifying.

So yea I worried, I was worried because those faces out there didn't have the same Crayola smiles drawn across the faces of my apartment's posterboard characters. As a matter of fact, they had none.

There were just dark figures in the shadow of spotlights that blinded my face. Did you worry about me then, world?

Hell no

You demanded of me. I was the only person on the stage so the focus was on me. The light you shined on me illuminated the fingers in which I used to practice my performance gestures the night before. The silence beckoned me to speak. The encouragements from the crowd — "You can do it!" "It's alright, baby" "Come on, buddy" — were just exclamations of others' expectations and ignorant of the way that my knees were wobbling wildly. Everything was telling me to do something.

You didn't worry about me! Me! ME! And how I felt at that moment! I swear I was on the brink of collapse but you didn't want me to collapse, you wanted me to speak.

So, I spoke.

With no script, with inflection, with my hands, and with sensation - both the worry and dramatic interpretation, and I held on to it like my life depended on it. And in the end, people stood up and clapped. I hurried off the stage — my little ass wanted to get the hell outta there.

But there was a twinge of self-respect. A part of it was how I satisfied the audience and the other part was the power of my voice.

MY Voice and its range of interpretation was my saving grace; is my saving grace. It has led me to torment myself and heal my self. My voice speaks up, speaks out, and speaks in.

Why worry? You never wanted me to worry, world, you have always wanted me to say something. The day you worry about me is the day I leave this Earth; you will worry if the next life I have will be worthy of the magnificent spirit you cultivated. And by that time, I will be in another dimension unable to fully care about your worry.

So don't worry, world. Because you never did in the first place. I will bet my life on my voice and its range of interpretation time and time again.

So, I guess, what I am really saying is, don't worry self.

08/19/2020

Given how our organization is based in Chicago, I thought it would be best to bring attention to a Chicago social Group.

Well wishes for the Stop Eviction Avalanche Movement!🦾🦾🦾🦾🦾🦾🦾🦾🦾🦾🦾🦾🦾🦾

Day 2 of our occupation begins. Get down to Daley Plaza at 10.

08/19/2020

Hello All,

I have an interesting topic for today's Talk about it Tuesday: Negative Emotion as a way of self-learning.

Does sadness really turn you're perspective dull and/or put you in a gloomy state? Or does it remind you about what your values are?

Are you guilty because of others and yourself? Why? How did you really feel about breaking a rule?

These Questions Got me Like 🤨😭😔😡🤬🤔🤔🙃🙂😁😁😁😁😁💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪🦾🦾🦾🦾🦾

Lol, feel free to comment any comment at all, comment one word or comment emojis

08/17/2020

Here is one for Motivation:

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08/17/2020

Hello Everyone!

I hope everyone's Monday is going well!

Here is a Little Motivation on this Motivation Monday:

From the album "Post". Written by Björk, Graham Massey. ® 1995 One Little Indian Records Ltd.

08/16/2020

"I don't rejoice in silence, I rejoice in self-expression"

Good Afternoon Y'all!🤗🤗

Welcome to Self-Reflection Sunday! This content day is meant for people to share the life lessons they learned by self-reflecting.

With that said, I, POETS President Daniel Brown, encourage you all to take time out of your Sunday to reflect on how you feel and what you have been through this week. If you want to share what you learned from your reflection with the DePaul POETS Community, message POETS before 3pm. You can also comment on the content post as well.

now, back to " I don't rejoice in silence, I rejoice in self-expression." Not only did I think it would be fitting to share my moment of reflection with the DePaul POETS community because of POETS "Speak Up, Speak Out" theme but also because I believe self-expression contributes to self-understanding; and I don't think that anyone should deny themselves of that.

Whether you express your self-thoughts and feelings inwardly or outwardly, express them strongly. Because your thoughts and feelings matter, and that is always a matter worth rejoicing.

Peace and Love Everyone❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

08/16/2020

There was a problem with the livestream. POETS will be viewing the episodes next week.

Again, message POETS if you all have movie and show suggestions for our Saturday night Live.

08/15/2020

Good Afternoon POETS.

Lets Go Live for Saturday Live!

There are these two episodes on Gaia that are intriguing to me... 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

They are about changing our brainwaves and reprogramming our genes. I believe that knowledge will provide us a deeper understanding of life and will enrich our individual knowledge bases.

That can only benefit us as Spoken-Word artists, or Spoken Word Enthusiasts, right? As always, I'd love to know what you think. Comment your views below.

Anyway, I will be hosting a viewing party of these episodes on this page tonight at 10 pm Eastern Time. I hope that you all will be able to attend.

Bring food, drink and an open mind, if you decide to come. 🤗🤗🤗🤗

As always, anyone can pm me about what they want to watch as a part of our live programming.

Have a good rest of the day.

08/14/2020

Apologize for not putting up yesterday's content my dear POETS followers! Yesterday was a struggle, but I am back refreshed. If anyone has content ideas and wants to help message me via DePaul POETS messaging.

Moving Forward....

GOOOD LATE AAAFTERNOON POETSSS VIEWERRRSS! 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗 I hope the day is going well!

Today, is Flashback Friday, a time for sharing moments in the past. And boy do I have a moment to share.

So, yesterday, I broke my promise to myself to quit smoking w**d. Soon after I took a hit of the blunt, I was consumed with disappointment and guilt. And that started to weigh me down, and make my chest ache.

The beautiful part of me is how movement and laughter is my response to my disappointment and ache. The bad part about it I realized as I spent 45 minutes in the shower dancing, singing, and laughing about my condition versus staying on task, was that embracing the impact of what I did sets me up for true forgiveness. And made me stop finding a different way to cope with the consequence of my action.

So I cried. I cried as I felt disappointment and guilt. And I felt myself ease back into movement as I listed the pros and cons of w**d in my head. And silent awareness was my best friend in that.

I hope this flashback provides you all with a new perspective on how to process your emotions. If you have a flashback to share message POETS, and if you have any comments POETS welcomes it.

"Your words are worthy, speak them, write them and we’ll help you embrace them. Speak Up Speak Out POETS”

08/12/2020

Good Morning my DePaul POETS Viewers!

This is Daniel again, and I am wishing you all Positive Vibes and Patience❤️🤗

Today is, There-are-Many-"We's" Wednesdays, and I want to start this content theme by identifying the most important "We" - our individual self.

If you ask me, our individual self is our own take on customs, practices, lineage, environment, experiences, and life. Our individual self processes all of these individual entities and creates a forceful expression. Wow! What Power That Is !! 😮🤩🤤🥴

Haha, I hope y'all send love to your self-community. Attached below is a quote from the poet Nayyirah Waheed and a video by Dr. Bruce Lipton that speak to the magnanimity of the self.

These posts are made for comments, reflections, and/or insights you have. So, I hope to hear from every one of you all's individual communities about this topic in the comments below🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗 Peace and Love
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