This past Wednesday night, April 17, 2013, I was having a conversation with a good friend. And I stated talking about this guy who is an inciter. You know, those people who LOVE to say things to get a rise out of people, as well as cause problems. I think all of us know people like that (and, perhaps SOME of you are like that. Recently, I have been Divinely Guided to be wary of spies. Go figure.).
Well, I soon discovered that I was beginning to talk about politics. Now, I have publicly stated, both in person and on the Internet that I do not discuss politics, either publicly and certainly not privately.
Now, I happen to love the music of my fellow Cuban, Pitbull. This man is talented and he also oozes and drips Sexual Energy. About two years ago, I recall reading an article about him on the Internet, and the writer mentioned that he was uninformed about communism in Cuba.
Now, I must confess, when I listen to Pitbull’s music, I AM not focusing on what his political, social or personal views are about communism, politics, etc. I AM focusing on his music.
Same thing with Omara Portuondo, the Sweetheart of the Buena Vista Social Club. Last year, I went to a cultural event and someone there and I began talking about their music. I mentioned that I missed the opportunity to see her in concert in my area (now I wish I had paid for the ticket, instead of my rent!), and this gentlemen mentioned that she supports communism.
Again, when I listen to her golden voice, I AM NOT thinking about her politics. I AM focusing on the beauty of her voice; the passion in her lyrics. When I listen to a vocalist or a band, when I look at a dance routine, when I view a piece of fine art, I AM NOT at all focusing on nonsense (and for me, it is nonsense) such as “Who did they vote for President?” Or, “Is he/she/they pro-life or pro-choice?”
All I AM focusing on in that moment is the Artistry and the feelings in my Body and Soul as I do. That is it.
Recently, the inciter I mentioned at the beginning of this blog post told me there are two people he encounters that are homophobic. I have interacted with those same individuals and they have always been professional and polite toward me. So, as long as they continue doing so, I have no problems with them.
People that always complain about something or someone shall ALWAYS have problems. And if I have a problem, I go to the source (as well as the Source). My life is better that way.
Granted, there is nothing at all wrong with telling a close friend about a problem or problematic person, but if one continues to go to people who cannot help you dissolve his or her problem, well, let me share one of my favorite quotes: “Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.” Said by (the late and great) Albert Einstein.
But, given that we are more than half-way through National Poetry Writing Month, I began to think about how some people never receive their due because of the prejudices of others (or, what I simply and sublimely call the BULLSHIT! Or, rather, the BOO-SHEET!). And I came to the conclusion and realization that:
politics has no business being in the arts.
I would love to hear if you agree or disagree, or if you have no opinion either way.
In the meantime, I shall soon create and publish another blog post. So, enjoy!
And I just found out that a fellow blogger, just for being a completely nice and blunt guy, has been receiving more death threats, just for being honest about life and relationships.
Again, too many people who have way too much time on their hands.
So, for those of you that are spying and inciting and creating unholy madness and unnecessary chaos, Witches are prepared to Hex and Curse you. Enough said.
Thank you, one and all, for honoring who I AM and what I do. And today, and always, may the Goddess and Sacred Attendants Protect, Prosper and Provide for you.