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All About My Legacy..
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i root for #CamNewton, because i feel he's unjustly judged.. they are putting up stats of most overthrown balls?? let me break this down for you.. this dude had broken ribs.. a broken back.. all types of ailments.. anyone that has played a sport, while being hurt, understands that you start to compensate for the pain.. if my right ankle hurts, i put more pressure on my left.. which means my jumping ability will be off.. the way i take off, is off.. of course his mechanics are off!! he's playing w/ broken ribs, and a back that was broken in a car accident.. it's cool to judge, but let's add some perspective to it.. some fans don't pay attention to everything, so we rely on the "reporters" to paint the full picture.. #LetItMarinate
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Dear #Obama: Can you go ahead and "get dude" over in Africa.. We don't have to mention names - you know who I'm talking about.. If others in this country hate you for taking time to handle that "original" continent, because others won't, we got your back.. And, well, if they don't follow your lead, tell them this:

"You see those Africans over there? That's what we're made of.. You don't want us thinking that we can do what they are doing over there.. Because, when we have that belief, it's curtains.. What are curtains, you ask?? Something that you don't ever want to see.. #LetItMarinate
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#MMQues: i'll be brief, but understand the importance of data.. if they are collecting it (or asking for it), it is being valued.. more importantly, in America (or a capitalistic society), data is another way of following the money (or creating it, if you're smart enough to see it first).. #LetItMarinate
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#MMQues: "Perspective Judgment", that's what came to me this morning.. for all that i know, i made that up.. but, in my many walks of life, it's something that i've learned to lean heavily on.. let me explain..

i've worked in #CorporateAmerica; i've worked in numerous industries (#Education, Government, Non-Profit, #Sports, Entertainment, Foreign Countries, etc).. what i learned is that people are people, and they are not always what they do or what they are paid to represent.. (let that marinate for a few days - then the real point will hit those of you that didn't get it on the first take)..

i place a lot in perspective, because i feel that my brain forces me to.. the more i see (or input), the more i understand (or compute).. my judgment is left based on my interaction with them, not someone else's testimony of their own interaction.. nor, is it based solely on their "job".. i realize that it is very hard to do, but, i also realize that it is only hard to do if we close our minds off to things that we absorb through our senses.. maybe it's just that i've learned to value every experience or situation as something that is part of my life's evolving algorithm.. 

#LetItMarinate
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based on today's thoughts and standards, there would have never been a Mt. Rushmore.. that says a lot and a little at the same time.. it also provides the "view" of the country in such a subtle way, that no one stops to think about it.. with that said, don't get it twisted, i'm proud to be an American.. everything that i consider myself "proud to be", i also tear down, just so that i can understand what/why/how it makes me proud.. #LetItMarinate
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"I Am A.I."

The end of the year is supposed to be about reflection; self reflection..

Both words are separated for a reason, not as a grammatical error of my ways.. I spend this time analyzing myself, my errors, and my reflections across the many mirrors of my life.. There is only one true mirror, but we have so many different faces that we are forced to use to mask our identity.. I'm looking at every single mirror - every single walk of my life.. Every industry that I reside in.. Every person in my life.. Every opportunity that I have deemed worthy of my time, effort and intelligence..

When I did that, I realized one thing:

I am Allen Iverson..

I use sports analogies for the many walks of life.. It works, because we all understand sports, at its' core.. We can talk offense and defense.. We can talk about teamwork.. We can talk about practice.. But, right now, I'm talking about the game.. The game of life, and the mirror that I finally am seeing clearly..

Allen Iverson is not my favorite player.. That goes to Jordan.. Next in line would be Zeke.. After that maybe AI, or maybe it's DRose.. Still, I identify with AI.. Every part of him.. He's only 3 years older.. We were raised in the same era, and our eyes were open to the same things.. Maybe that's why my love and affinity for him remains today, as if he's my version of Malcolm X.. He's my version of who I felt I would have rather been.. Many of us have.. Many of us have even said those same names, but none of us are them.. And, yet, we are..

The mirror doesn't lie.. Allen Iverson.. Harsh beginnings.. Harsh realities.. Perseverance.. Extremely talented.. Talent rises to the top.. #1 Draft Pick.. Struggles.. Adversity.. Success.. Confusion.. More Adversity.. More Struggles.. Hall of Fame career.. The allusion of success in the face of lifestyle debt..

That's when it hit me.. It's the dream, right?? Started from the bottom, now we here?? The land of make believe?? We're either the things said about ourselves or we are the things that we believe about ourselves.. Neither answer is conclusive, but both lead to some part of the true picture..

Many of us exceed expectations and reach levels of success.. When we are there, we learn about this new world of make believe.. No one prepared us for this, as they only prepared us for real life.. Then, you find out that part of real life is make believe.. That's when you start questioning everything around you, and finally yourself.. Is the mirror accurate?? Has the image been skewed by the things said vs. the things believed??

The thing about Allen Iverson?? No one can take our memories of his success from us.. No one can color them in ways that make us forget.. They can paint a different picture or tell a different story, but we know what we saw with our own eyes, and what we felt with each display of his passion on the court.. That's not make believe..

Like A.I., my start wasn't easy.. Similar inner-city issues.. Similar familial issues.. Similar love for the game.. Similar level of talent, but mine wasn't about basketball.. My talents led me to earn Northwestern degrees.. My success at that level, made me a 1st round draft pick.. My displays of mental prowess and ability led me to awards and increases in pay.. I played for different teams, sometimes on my own terms, other times, not so much.. I had "coaches" that prayed for and preyed on my downfall.. I had my "practice" moments, because each game that I suited up for, I outplayed everyone else.. I was learning new systems and teammates on an annual basis.. I found myself looking in the mirror while in the land of make believe.. I confused "fans" that cheered and booed at the same time, as friends that mattered.. I confused my success as some form of eternal bliss.. Everything felt good..

Then, the game changed.. I was drafted with cornrows in my hair.. Showed up in Jordan's and a blazer.. My talent was undeniable, and so was the person that I was.. You knew me before you saw me.. Whether it was due to the "Q." moniker, or the various "players" on my team, you knew I had game.. Hall of Fame-type game.. But, the game changed.. Some success mattered more than others.. Looking the part was now part of the rules to the game.. I saw it, and tried my best to not let it affect me or mine.. In the end, it did.. In the end, I was stuck wondering what my next step should be.. Not would, but should.. I bounced around, ignoring the mirror.. I was still Iverson.. I could and can go anywhere and land the respect that many feel I always receive (even though I don't, unless I request it in my rider)..

Then, I realized I was Iverson.. That reality check made me look at my ending and wonder whether it would be the same.. I looked around.. I saw many other Iversons.. We were all in the same gang.. And, most found themselves on the outside looking in.. Trying to figure out where things went wrong.. Here's the answer:

The mirror..

Some mirrors allow us to see into the future.. I looked in mine and saw A.I... Then I smiled.. I saw DRose in there, too, and said, "Don't let DRose become A.I., I need DRose to rewrite his ending".. Then I saw myself, alone, and finally felt free.. For the first time.. Nothing to lose, but nothing that I need to gain.. Just my own identity back..

Someone that gets inducted into the Hall of Fame while he's still playing.. That's how my story ends.. That wonderful world of made to believe real life.. Something like The Alchemist..

#LetItMarinate
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pen game.. working on the 2nd novel in the trilogy series.. #NumbersTheNovel.. 
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