I Love Myself Too Much To Hate You by Nova Giovanni

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I used to hold grudges. I’d like to think we all hold grudges from time to time. Maybe we all don’t and just me and those who continue to read this hold grudges. Either way this is for us.

Nowadays, I try my best not to hold grudges with anyone. I’m not saying there aren’t a few people I don’t still feel hate for to this day, I just mean I don’t hold a grudge to the point that I exert my energy in “getting even.” You see, the best you can show someone is love, worse is hate, but the VERY WORST is indifference. Love says “I care for you and want the best for you.” Hate says, “I don’t like you and let me show you I don’t like you.” However, indifference says, “I don’t like you so much that I don’t even value you enough to waste my time showing you how much I don’t like you.”

You see, when you hold a grudge openly with some people (especially people not used to attention), they can interpret you showing your dislike toward them as some sort of rivalry or it may give them the idea they are somehow worthy of something they may not be worthy of.

Forgiveness is freedom, but sometimes forgiveness isn’t realistic. In some cases forgetfulness is freedom also. Ignore and forget some people until you are free.

A Native American wisdom story tells of an old Cherokee who is teaching his grandson about life. “A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy. “It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil–he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is good–he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith. The fight is going on inside of you–and inside every other person, too.”

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, “Which wolf will win?” The old Cherokee replied, “The one that you feed.”

Peace.

Nova Giovanni

www.NovaGiovanni.com

The book, Thinking Out Loud, soon come.

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Do We Hate Ourselves?! by Nova Giovanni

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I was driving through West Philadelphia last week listening to a song promoting drug use, rape culture, and random acts of violence. Which song? I can’t remember the title of it, but I’m sure you can think of at least a thousand rap songs that fit the description and use it in place of the example I have given. It was a perfect 72 degrees out, so I rolled down my windows, and turned the music up like I’ve done a hundred times in the past. However, this time was different. I actually LISTENED to the lyrics and felt irresponsible and enabling by projecting this message on others by turning up the volume. This is in no way an assault on rap music, I have been listening to it since I can remember. I know rap has provided a lot of opportunities and jobs to people who wouldn’t have had it if it wasn’t for the music genre. Furthermore, I know the message in these songs are only an outward manifestation of what is happening inside of the artists and/or the success it garners reflects the mindsets of the people liking and buying it.

There are all types of rap music, but which is most popular and why? It is the rap music promoting drug use, rape culture, random acts of violence, and everything else detestable to the tune of a catchy hook and nice instrumental. Some will give a conspiracy theory like, “that is all the White man signs record deals for and promotes.” Even if that claim is the case (which I’m not debating or supporting), there is no denying that it is popular. Why would such filth be so popular unless we are in a way filthy ourselves? When we really think about it with an analytical mind, we may see things differently than before. Don’t you find it kind of uncivilized to go to a nightclub and dance to music and have “a good time” to music telling us to kill ourselves and each other? DO WE HATE OURSELVES?! Of course we don’t (I hope we don’t), but our actions sometimes say otherwise. I’m not saying we should stop listening to this type of music, but with a new way of thinking comes a new way of walking. Hopefully, we can put (or keep) this kind of entertainment where it belongs and see it for what it is – entertainment. We should allow no rapper or entertainer spewing self-defeating rhymes provide us with a melodic blueprint for how to live righteously or right. Nova Knows.

We have to see the bigger picture when looking at smaller issues. I won’t make this a long and detailed post by going into detail about why and how self-defeating behavior and self-hatred is promoted and popular among us (see video below). However, let us look at what purpose it serves. When we use drugs, kill each other, and demean women, someone gets paid in some way. Whether it is the drug dealers (not talking the young man you see on the corner, but the millionaire businessman with the boats and connections), the criminal justice system (police, lawyers, judges, correctional officers, etc.), and so on and so forth. Enslaving our minds has proven to be just as profitable as enslaving our bodies.

We are only free in this country to do the wrong things. We say freedom is being able to do what we want to do-but ask yourself – What makes you want to do a thing? Your wants and desires have been induced. What we want and desire maintain the system of domination and destroy us as a people. Our problems, behavior etc. have a political and economic function. – Dr. Amos N. Wilson

Peace.

Nova Giovanni

http://www.NovaGiovanni.com

The Quiet Genocide in Inner City Communities by Nova Giovanni

From the free Ebook, “The MisEdukation of the Nigga”

story by Nova Giovanni

Hello, loyal reader. I’m here with some Ramen Noodle Soup for the Soul. The topic at hand is the genocide going on around us. By definition, genocide is: The deliberate killing of a large group of people, especially those of a particular ethnic group or nation. There is no need to ask whether genocide is happening in our American inner cities; it is quite evident. A more relevant question is: are these genocides being facilitated by a force INSIDE or OUTSIDE of the community? The simple answer is: BOTH. It is easy to play the blame game. However, let us remember that when we point our finger; at least three fingers are pointing back at ourselves.

First of all, the prevalence of alcohol and drug use in inner city communities is rampant. Visit any area dubbed as “The Hood” in America, look for a library, and count how many liquor stores you pass before arriving there. Instead of sharpening our minds, we are nearly force-fed intoxicants to pacify us and cloud our judgment. As a direct result, a hectic environment with a heightened crime rate is created. As far as drugs are concerned, there is no way to justify selling poison. However, a common myth is all drug dealers sell these poisons to live a glamorous life. In reality, this is hardly the case. There are many people selling drugs, but not many living a luxurious lifestyle. Perhaps, selling drugs is appealing to those seeking employment and can’t fathom another way of providing for their family. It is easy to look at a tree, criticizing the worn leaves and deformed branches. Just remember, every tree has a root. In reality, more gainful employment would eliminate the perceived need in many people to sell drugs. If you go days without feeding your dog, can you REALLY blame it for tearing open the trash and eating it?

“The instinct to survive is human nature itself, and every aspect of our personalities derives from it.” -Robert A. Heinlin

Another problem plaguing inner cities is bad health. The combination of sexual promiscuity, poor diets, and other factors are turning our communities into a breeding ground for disease from the youngest to the oldest. Sexually transmitted diseases, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, heart disease, obesity, and diabetes are bigger threats to our personal freedom than foreign terrorism ever has been. Easily accessible and unhealthy fast food establishments is only ushering us to our graves. In addition, the traditional diet we call “soul food” is killing us. Perhaps, it is called “soul food” because it sends us to our creator faster. Furthermore, a majority of people living in these neighborhoods don’t have health insurance. As a result they usually don’t seek medical help for their ailments until their illness is severe and oftentimes the damage is irreversible. Last but not least, another factor in this genocide, be it metaphorically or literally, is the so-called “War on Drugs.” I am far from being a conspiracy theorist, but it is evident that this “war” is also used an excuse to profile and arrest those in our impoverished communities. Consequently, young men are arrested, and become modern-day slaves in a scheme of prison industrialism. For example, Powhatan Correctional Center has a silkscreen, a print shop, and a license plate tag shop. To narrow it down, Powhatan Correctional Center makes ALL of the license plates for the state of Virginia at a rate of around one every 20 seconds. The last time I bought license plates for a new vehicle, it cost me 140 dollars. The inmates working in these tag shops (there are usually around fifty in the shop at a time) only to get a maximum of forty cents an hour. I’m sure we’re all familiar with the rumor that it costs an extreme amount of money to house inmates. That is merely propaganda. Prison is a very lucrative industry with a minimum annual profit of two billion dollars. Television lies, newspapers lie, but numbers don’t. In conclusion, there are many more facets to the genocide in our communities.

Anyone can talk about the problems, it is time to present solutions. I, Nova Giovanni, believe that one of the best ways to change things from the inside out is through education. Becoming formally educated and taking it upon ourselves to learn our own history would improve. Achieving higher education can help us become better established, eventually creating our own jobs and business; thus, employing others. Through self-education and researching the history of our respective cultures, it will definitely fill us with an added sense of pride. Me being African-American, after learning things most schools never teach us about our culture; I started carrying myself with more esteem. I learned Africans built some of the most grandiose and advanced civilizations, and my history didn’t begin with slavery as public schools would have us assume. Regardless of your ethnicity, I’m sure if you research it you’d be surprised to see what you find. After all, the higher we think of ourselves, the better we’ll treat ourselves and allow others to treat us. It’s messed up where they’ve got us. It’s even more messed up where we keep ourselves.

I Love You,

Nova Giovanni

What do YOU think about this article and what do you believe ways to improve the conditions in the inner-city? I’d love to hear them. Email me at NovaSpeaks@gmail.com

The Quiet Genocide in Inner City Communities by Nova Giovanni

From the free Ebook, “The MisEdukation of the Nigga”

story by Nova Giovanni

Hello, loyal reader. I’m here with some Ramen Noodle Soup for the Soul. The topic at hand is the genocide going on around us. By definition, genocide is: The deliberate killing of a large group of people, especially those of a particular ethnic group or nation. There is no need to ask whether genocide is happening in our American inner cities; it is quite evident. A more relevant question is: are these genocides being facilitated by a force INSIDE or OUTSIDE of the community? The simple answer is: BOTH. It is easy to play the blame game. However, let us remember that when we point our finger; at least three fingers are pointing back at ourselves.

First of all, the prevalence of alcohol and drug use in inner city communities is rampant. Visit any area dubbed as “The Hood” in America, look for a library, and count how many liquor stores you pass before arriving there. Instead of sharpening our minds, we are nearly force-fed intoxicants to pacify us and cloud our judgment. As a direct result, a hectic environment with a heightened crime rate is created. As far as drugs are concerned, there is no way to justify selling poison. However, a common myth is all drug dealers sell these poisons to live a glamorous life. In reality, this is hardly the case. There are many people selling drugs, but not many living a luxurious lifestyle. Perhaps, selling drugs is appealing to those seeking employment and can’t fathom another way of providing for their family. It is easy to look at a tree, criticizing the worn leaves and deformed branches. Just remember, every tree has a root. In reality, more gainful employment would eliminate the perceived need in many people to sell drugs. If you go days without feeding your dog, can you REALLY blame it for tearing open the trash and eating it?

“The instinct to survive is human nature itself, and every aspect of our personalities derives from it.” -Robert A. Heinlin

Another problem plaguing inner cities is bad health. The combination of sexual promiscuity, poor diets, and other factors are turning our communities into a breeding ground for disease from the youngest to the oldest. Sexually transmitted diseases, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, heart disease, obesity, and diabetes are bigger threats to our personal freedom than foreign terrorism ever has been. Easily accessible and unhealthy fast food establishments is only ushering us to our graves. In addition, the traditional diet we call “soul food” is killing us. Perhaps, it is called “soul food” because it sends us to our creator faster. Furthermore, a majority of people living in these neighborhoods don’t have health insurance. As a result they usually don’t seek medical help for their ailments until their illness is severe and oftentimes the damage is irreversible. Last but not least, another factor in this genocide, be it metaphorically or literally, is the so-called “War on Drugs.” I am far from being a conspiracy theorist, but it is evident that this “war” is also used an excuse to profile and arrest those in our impoverished communities. Consequently, young men are arrested, and become modern-day slaves in a scheme of prison industrialism. For example, Powhatan Correctional Center has a silkscreen, a print shop, and a license plate tag shop. To narrow it down, Powhatan Correctional Center makes ALL of the license plates for the state of Virginia at a rate of around one every 20 seconds. The last time I bought license plates for a new vehicle, it cost me 140 dollars. The inmates working in these tag shops (there are usually around fifty in the shop at a time) only to get a maximum of forty cents an hour. I’m sure we’re all familiar with the rumor that it costs an extreme amount of money to house inmates. That is merely propaganda. Prison is a very lucrative industry with a minimum annual profit of two billion dollars. Television lies, newspapers lie, but numbers don’t. In conclusion, there are many more facets to the genocide in our communities.

Anyone can talk about the problems, it is time to present solutions. I, Nova Giovanni, believe that one of the best ways to change things from the inside out is through education. Becoming formally educated and taking it upon ourselves to learn our own history would improve. Achieving higher education can help us become better established, eventually creating our own jobs and business; thus, employing others. Through self-education and researching the history of our respective cultures, it will definitely fill us with an added sense of pride. Me being African-American, after learning things most schools never teach us about our culture; I started carrying myself with more esteem. I learned Africans built some of the most grandiose and advanced civilizations, and my history didn’t begin with slavery as public schools would have us assume. Regardless of your ethnicity, I’m sure if you research it you’d be surprised to see what you find. After all, the higher we think of ourselves, the better we’ll treat ourselves and allow others to treat us. It’s messed up where they’ve got us. It’s even more messed up where we keep ourselves.

I Love You,

Nova Giovanni

What do YOU think about this article and what do you believe ways to improve the conditions in the inner-city? I’d love to hear them. Email me at NovaSpeaks@gmail.com

Grow Up and Settle Down by Nova Giovanni

Hello, loyal reader. Nova Giovanni is back with more Ramen Noodle Soup for your Soul. Aren’t you tired of playing the field? It’s only a matter of time before your luck runs out and you contract an incurable STD. One night of fun can have your vagina leaking guacamole for days on end (so I’ve heard). Condoms aren’t 100%, and some of you won’t learn that until your penis is bumped up like a nutty butty.

Do you want to be the 45 year old in nightclubs, wearing outdated clothing, getting laughed at and denied dances? Of course you don’t. Think of yourself as a car. As soon as you leave the lot (become an adult), your value begins to depreciate with every mile (year) you put on. Do you really want to be rented out person by person, tallying up more and more miles, to never feel the love of a serious owner? Would you like to be retired in a nice garage or a lowly junkyard? Ladies, unless you become very wealthy; you depreciate twice as fast as men. Fellas, your sexual organs stop working like they used to as the years go by. Time is ticking.

Wouldn’t you like to have a family, spouse, and stability? Monitor the single people on social networks and television. Now, count the complaints; they are astronomical. The single life is fun at first, but after people reach a certain age is when you can hear the bitter undertone in their voice. Eventually, it seems as if their insecurities get the best of them. Their excuses for being single goes from “I’m single by choice and don’t need a relationship to be happy” to “I can’t find someone on my level” to “I can’t trust anyone enough to give them that much power in my life”, ending in a lifetime of loneliness. It turns into you being 70 years old, in a home full of (__insert_type_of_dirty_pet_here___) and your children and siblings ignoring your phone calls because they are busy enjoying THEIR families. Don’t be THAT person. Nova Knows.

I’ve said all of that to say this… GROW UP! Grow up and do what grown people do; be responsible adults. Get a family, have some children, raise them responsibly so they can help this world somehow. No, your family and/or spouse won’t be perfect; no person or situation is. However, we’re like puzzle pieces – not perfect squares that fit beside one another. Us as puzzle pieces have uneven corners and blank spaces, but with enough concentration we can fill those with the strengths of those we surround ourselves with and build these families with. Thus, bettering the world as a whole. Don’t you want to better the world?

“We are the world.” – Catholic Priest Michael Jackson

I Love You,
Nova Giovanni

 Nova Giovanni is owner and head writer at www.NovaGiovanni.com and also the author of the underground classic “Ramen Noodle Soup for the Soul”, available at www.NovaGiovanni.com/book for only $2.99
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A Father is a Child’s First Hero (by @StretchD and @NovaGiovanni)

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First and foremost, I would like to thank the God of my understanding for allowing me to wake up today. For that I am truly grateful. Really appreciate the opportunity to write on this topic. Big shout out to Nova Giovanni for the chance to shed some light on the joys of being a father. My children are the best gifts that I could have ever received. They truly are the blessings that changed my life. For the good. My father recently passed away this last year. This will be the first fathers day since. The one thing that my father taught me, was to be grateful for my blessings(children). The love I have for my blessings is unmatched. The feeling you get when you walk in the door from a long day of work and your blessings run up to you and hug you. Listen, it really gets no better. Father’s have a purpose to their blessings. Not just to give them their last name. To teach them how to be productive members of society. Some of the best memories I have of my father are of him just being there. Learning how to ride a bike, cast a fishing rod, throw a baseball, etc. That list can go on for days. I plan on being there to do the same with my blessings. There are some minor setbacks in being a father though. Always carrying the house on your shoulders. Making sure that everything on the home front is in tip-top condition. No days off really. The pro’s definitely outweigh the con’s by a ton though. This father’s day, it’s not about the gift you get your father. Just by showing him that you appreciate everything he has done for you is good enough. In my book that’s all that really matters. Being a father, like I said before, is the best thing that has every happened to me. I hope that some of you men out there get a chance to experience the gift of being a father. It truly is a gift. Thank you for reading and I hope you fathers out there have a great day. Stay Blessed. @StretchD

Nova Giovanni

Hello, loyal reader. I’m here with more Ramen Noodle Soup for the Soul. In lieu of Father’s Day, I’d like to address the beautiful subject of fatherhood. Becoming a father is without a doubt a great achievement. I call it an achievement becoming a father means actually being involved in the growth and well-being of the child. Too many times, the negative is pushed to the forefront in regards to dads. Yes, there are deadbeat dads. However, there are also deadbeat mothers. Well, this isn’t about that. This is about the positive. I have an eight year old daughter and she is like a miniature me. She has my eyebrows, mannerisms, and my grandmother says she does a lot of the same things I did when I was a child. I feel an overwhelming amazement when I look at her and think to myself “someone this wonderful came from my saggy balls.” Let’s face it, a father is a child’s first hero and their most influential teacher. A father influences how a daughter dates and how a son treats women. I’m not going to say becoming a father made me a better person, but it brings out the best in me. Being a parent isn’t a chance at redemption or living vicariously through your child, it is a responsibility. Kids are not band-aids to prop up and mask your past hurts. A child is a fresh life and should be treated as such. Trust me, it is more enjoyable that way. With new times come new challenges. As a parent in 2012, my goals are to keep my daughter from participating in #TittyTuesday on Twitter, taking “like this pic if you think I’m cute” photos on Facebook, and putting #NoFilter tags on her Instagram pics of her asleep (I never understood how you people took pictures of yourselves sleeping anyway). This weekend, I challenge all fathers to do something new and fun with their child. Go to public places, point at random people, name them to yourselves, and laugh. Children like stuff like that. I know because I’m childish myself. Take your child out nigga-knocking (where you knock on people’s’ doors at night and run away before they can answer it), lets put the HOOD back in FatherHOOD. To me, that is what fatherhood is; balancing responsibility, fun, and learning for both man and child. ENJOY!!!

Much Love,

Nova Giovanni

www.NovaGiovanni.com

What does fatherhood mean to YOU? Feel free to comment.