Doin' it better than anybody ya ever seen do it
Screams from the haters, got a nice ring to it.
I guess every superhero need his theme music
No one man should have all that power...... STOP
Now, I'm fully aware of what point Kanye was getting at here. Self-bolstering, reflective conceit meant to beg the question about his own right to power. Right. I get it.
However, taking the lyrics as they are, I think Mr. West is onto something.
power [pou-er] noun
1. the ability to do, act, or perform above others or other things.
We're living in a time where we are a generation of fools, stronger and more advanced in our access to information but lacking wisdom enough to sustain the world we live in. We react out of fear and the emotional inconsistencies around us, And we have completely forfeited our right to a power that has been instilled in us long before we were even imagined.
The monotony and homogeneity of my generation speaks to our ability to join together collectively in amazing ways but it also speaks to our inability to question the status quo. We easily let social networks like twitter and Facebook control our lives, become new addictive distractions that take us away from our productivity. We let scripted 'reality tv' generate our ideas about family life and social interactions with our fellow man. We let texting and FaceTime replace genuine communication, a degradation that has been at the core of our loss of true spirit-to-spirit connectedness with our fellow man. It has taken little more than the celebrity popularization of the smallest concept to get my generation to 'jump on the bandwagon' of the next fad.
I've decided to be different.
Today. This very day, I've decided to fully inherit what power and strength was meant for my generation. I'm disturbed though at how reckless I have been, we have been, at using the gift of power. I've torn down those closest to me, those I've called brother and sister, foolishly misunderstanding that at the core of hurt IS hurt. For too long, I've been unhappy with the person I had grown to become - unhappy with my weight, the way I looked, my need for attention, etc. In my outer circle, I surrounded myself by 'yes men and women' who were obvious choices for my self-degradation. Worse than this, I placed in my inner circle individuals with whom I shared similar blockades to power. Popular for all the wrong reasons, drowning ourselves in alcohol, self indulgence, and an elevated sense of self, and making a conscious commitment to being surface individuals to those who might need our ministry - we created a life that many would covet and yet we were losing out on our calling.
By simply sitting around and gossiping, I gave my power away. I let the wrong spirit become material in the lives of others while, concurrently, darkening my heart, destroying the essence of what I knew to be my true self. And then it hit me. I AM NOT EXEMPT. If those I called 'friend' would sit around and gossip WITH me ABOUT others, then on mad day, those I called 'friend' could talk ABOUT me WITH others - just as easily. It's the bargain recklessness makes with the promise of a power strong enough to topple mountains.
I've made a choice to take back my power. I vow to uplift others, even in times where they condemn me. I want to learn to speak blessings and life into the existence of others.
Who knew Mr. West was actually a preacher! Let's take back what's ours!
fin.
