I Have Grown….

I Have Grown….

As a young man, I laced up my gloves anytime someone made me angry enough to fight. Matter of fact, I solved “My” issues with words, but for the people I Loved or saw being bullied, I placed my fist on someone quick. I mean, I went to random blocks for beef.  Blocks that could have gotten me killed. Yet, I walked up to groups of men and pressed the cat I had the issues with. I had no regard for consequences. I was more worried about meeting things head on.  I was a fool but I thought I was invincible. Shit, I was ready to die for “peace of mind” in the streets. I knew I grew, when someone hit me in the face while playing ball in college and I continued to play ball. I knew I grow, when I challenged others to fight for themselves before I fought for them. I know I grew, When the white drunk boys dared me to whip their asses but I know I would go straight to jail without collecting 200 dollars. God was with me! I am now blessed to be known more for the information I provide the world than the pain I caused the world. Yet, I am not done giving back….

~AzizBrown~

Depression is Sneaky

Depression is Sneaky

My coworker and I were talking about depression. She thought wanting to be home, trapped off from the world was normal or rather a preference. I told her it is cool to want to be home for alone time or spend time with her family but trapping herself off from the world is a sign of depression. Never wanting to be home or waking up feeling like you have no purpose, are all signs of depression. She avoids rejection so much that she doesn’t try, she does something wrong to someone and fixates on the wrong over making it right, and she accepts losing and is afraid of winning. I asked her when was the last time she went to sleep and looked forward to the next day. She said her birthday (2/22) and I said it’s been over a month. I asked her to think about that. You hate going to work to rush back home to do it all over again. I told her she has to start living. She needs to participate in life; if she wants to sit at home she can find something that interest her on social media and have a discussion, she can ask a coworker she enjoys if they would like to hang out, and/or she can start discussions with people that are hard to talk about….I told her to live because depression makes a lot of people think they are alone but people do care and want you to care as well. The first brave step she took was allowing me to use our discussion to inform others that they are not alone….

~AmazinglyBrash~

My Legacy….

When I Life is brought into a world, a parent must give them a life which changes what’s wrong with the world….

Men Teach Different….

Men Teach Different….

As men we were raised that using our fists would protect everyone we Love. If we learned how to solve our problems but eliminating them, people will know better than to “FUCK WITH US”. Adulthood changes all that, We establish ourselves, we find a mate, we have children, and we build healthy positive friendships. We realize our fist will give us jail time and strip all of that away. We learn to fight for Love different. Instead of using our fists, we start using our heads. We try to resolve conflict with our brains over our brawn. We protect what we Love by always putting ourselves in a position to be present. God knows I have been tested, threatened, knowing I had the ability to hurt someone badly. Yet, I walked away and took one step closer to preserving my foundation. I showed my Loved ones that I Loved them more than my pride. As men we need to teach the next generation that being “A Man”, means thinking ahead and not giving into the moment. Violence will start a cycle of violence,  leaving homes absent of MALE ROLE MODELS….
~AzizBrown~

Pain Isn’t Cancer….

Pain Isn’t Cancer….

SUNDAY REFLECTION….

Pain isn’t cancer, Pain is a reward. It expresses what not to do, who not to be around, and what we need to overcome. It’s a journey, no more feeling sorry for yourself; release it. That relief won’t be in a drug, it will be in an ear that will use their voice to guide you to the pain killer; SOLUTION. Pain isn’t the enemy, it let’s you know when a doctor is needed, when a heart is broken, or when something is wrong. It helps us right ourselves, directing us to LOVE. Pain isn’t the disease. It’s the GPS that allows us to know we need to travel. So, don’t use pain as company, don’t allow it to trap you off from the rest of the world. Pain isn’t the destination, it’s reminds us we need help. So, Express that hurt today and Let someone in on your pain because no one should feel sorry for you because your pain just reminded you that you still have LIFE. So, stop telling people they don’t understand and explain yourself, you might actually realize being pain free starts will wanting to HEAL. Pain isn’t cancer, Pain it is a reward….
~AzizBrown~

​A LETTER TO WHOM EVER WANTS TO READ IT….

​A LETTER TO WHOM EVER WANTS TO READ IT….

I placed my hands in the air and surrendered to every element in life I have no control over. But, you better believe the things I do have control of, I will be taking control of. Any wrongs I have  done, I will make it right. Any right I have done, I will never allow people to tell me I was wrong without proof. Everybody in my circle will get everything I have to offer and anyone not in my circle I offer you clarity if needed. Anyone I don’t speak to, should understand why, and should understand I accepted we can’t coexist; but if we have to work together for a greater good I will be available. I am direct in my delivery and fair of heart. I prefer to be genuine than nice. I want truth over political correctness. I honor principles over emotions. I have fell in Love with Love and only want people in my personal life that mirror that faith. I have my hands in the air and will wrap arms around anyone strong enough to accept my embrace by embracing me back….
~AzizBrown~

Reflecting on Injustices….

Reflecting on Injustices….

​We equate injustices to skin color, wealth, and privilege; we equate injustices to anyone in power abusing that power. What about those using their power to lift or assist? The wealthy white man that has donated funds to a poor black community; the police officer that solved crime after crime, bringing multiple families closure;  the handsome young man that took the school nerd to the prom, sacrificing one night of his life to change a young lady’s life. What happened to the acknowledgments of those sacrifices? Funny?! We can say police officers are bad, wealthy white men monopolize the world, or all men are dogs, but we can’t say drug dealers don’t have hope, poor people put themselves in poor positions, or all women are conniving. We always say if they are already beat down why beat them down more. But, we can rob people in authority of their position by generalizing them with the bad seeds in their status club. Think about this….injustice is also pulling someone down because you aren’t willing to climb!!!!

~AmazinglyBrash~