"We survive, all of us, as best we can."

'Till I collapse...

Over the past few years I have had the wonderful privilege to be living my dream. Well one of them *HUGE SMILE*. It's been an incredible journey to be apart of the musical theatre industry and especially being South African we have had the opportunity to travel with work performing in shows that are  of an international quality because our industry at home produces international quality performers to carry these big shows. The odds have definitely been in our favour. We have seen shows like Jersey Boys, Dream Girls, Singin' In The Rain, Priscilla Queen Of The Desert and more of late on our stages with all South African casts. It's incredible and speaks volumes about our industry at the bottom end of Africa. Yet there is something however that has been on my mind and in my heart for a very long time and perhaps it might shed some light onto 'The Dream'. Or at least from my point of view and just something to think about. Which I honestly hadn't expected. When we are young we have these idealistic imaginings of how our lives are going to turn out, often having our own version of a Hollywood ending. Some dream of saving lives, falling in love, getting married, touring the world or performing on Broadway. IF you are living your dream how could you ever have bad days? Why would you ever feel lonely? What could be better? Why would you complain about anything?

 

Ed Sheeran sang it the best in one of his most recent songs ERASER,

"...And Ain't nobody want to see you down in the dumps

Because you're living your dream and this should be fun

Please know that I'm not trying to preach like I'm reverend run

I beg you don't be disappointed with the man I've become."

 

Life on the road, wanting to discover the world, travelling, it's all really incredible please don't get me wrong but by wanting to see the world and live your dreams the sacrifices are immense. Everyone looks at the dream chasers and see mostly the good that has come from it, which seems fair because it's perhaps what some have not had the courage to do. It's inspiring. But on the other hand, is the grass really greener on the other side? The short answer is no, its just different. 

 

I often need to remind myself of a human flaw/strength that is universal. I have seen it time and time again and having the opportunity to see a lot of the world and spend a fair amount of time in different cities experiencing different cultures and ways of living. I have come to notice one fundamental thing about all human beings, which is something you won't really understand unless you allow yourself to understand it. We are all the same. I'm sure you have heard this countless times, for good reason I feel because it's true. We all have the same; fears, excitements, desires, habits, irritations to name just a few. Yes they may be flavoured in a different way but at the end of the day it all tastes the same; the disappointment, the experiences, what we need to learn to get by and succeed in this crazy world, all of it. Everyone is doing their best. Our flaw/strength that I need to be reminded of... We - the human race - are never satisfied... Ever. And we are being encouraged everyday to grow this flaw as its seen as a strength. Mostly. Well it makes sense I think. It's how we have evolved and so quickly. We sit on a bench which is uncomfortable, we want more comfort therefore we create or buy a new couch, a comfier couch. That comfier couch becomes uncomfortable and we create or buy a new one and so on.

'This cell phone is great but that one is cooler.

This dream is awesome but look how great that one is.

I wish my relationship was like theirs is... on Facebook.

Perfect.

And when I get that (sigh) my life will be perfect too.'

 

But...

 

Nope there it is again we are unsatisfied.

Constantly craving to be stationary yet constantly attracted to move forward.

'Move on. Let it go. Let it happen naturally. Align your chi.'

 

It's always on my mind and it's a constant battle within.

 

 

I often marvel in the facts of what I have achieved and accomplished and where I have traveled to and/or performed.

The determination of 'what's next?' is so addictive that we make a huge mistake over and over again. We get bored with stationary, with nose forward leaning towards moving forward. Like a drooling dog at a huge chunk of steak. We are all addicted. I am addicted. My addiction has caused many consequences as all other addictions do too. To thrive is not only a prerequisite of today's day and age, if you aren't thriving or you are perceived to be stagnating you are almost ostracised.

 

We all know where to start... at the beginning...

Does anyone know where to stop? Will we ever stop?

 

I don't think we can, as a race we can't do it. It goes against our fundamental need to survive. To be better is to survive.

 

Rip it up Eminem and spit the truth!

From the film Real Steal

Eminem provides the title track.

 

Here are the lyrics if you would like to read it and feed the motivation monster addiction inside of you.

 

'Cause sometimes you just feel tired, you feel weak
And when you feel weak you feel like you want to just give up

But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
And just pull that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up
And not be a quitter, no matter how bad you want to just fall flat on your face and collapse

 

'Til I collapse I'm spilling these raps long as you feel 'em
'Til the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killing 'em
'Cause when I am not then I'm a stop pinning them
And I am not hip-hop and I'm just not Eminem
Subliminal thoughts when I'm stop sending them
Women are caught in webs spin and hock venom
Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illin' to stop
Amoxicillin is just not real enough
The criminal cop killing hip-hop filling a
Minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners
You're coming with me, feel it or not
You're gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of god lives in us
You hear it a lot, lyrics that shock, is it a miracle
Or am I just a product of pop fizzing up
For shizzle my whizzle this is the plot listen up
You Bizzles forgot Slizzle does not give a fuck

 

'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out
'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps
I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse.

'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out
'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps
I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse.

 

Music is like magic there's a certain feeling you get
When you're real and you spit and people are feeling your shit
This is your moment and every single minute you spittin'
Trying to hold onto it 'cause you may never get it again
So while you're in it try to get as much shit as you can
And when your run is over just admit when it's at its end
'Cause I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit that gets in
I got a list, here's the order of my list that it's in;
It goes, Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie
Andre from Outkast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then me
But in this industry I'm the cause of a lot of envy
So when I'm not put on this list the shit does not offend me
That's why you see me walk around like nothing's bothering me
Even though half you people got a fuckin' problem with me
You hate it but you know respect you've got to give me
The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney, Nate hit me

 

'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out
'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps
I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse.

'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out
'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps
I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse.

 

Soon as a verse starts I eat at an MC's heart
What is he thinking? Enough to not go against me, smart
And its absurd how people hang on every word
I'll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve
But I'll never be served my spot is forever reserved
If I ever leave earth that would be the death of me first
'Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothing could ever be worse
That's why I'm clever when I put together every verse
My thoughts are sporadic, I act like I'm an addict
I rap like I'm addicted to smack like I'm Kim Mathers
But I don't want to go forth and back in constant battles
The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers'
So this is like a full blown attack I'm launching at 'em
The track is on some battling raps who want some static
'Cause I don't really think that the fact that I'm Slim matters
A plaque of platinum status is whack if I'm not the baddest

 

'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out
'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps
I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse.

'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out
'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps
I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse.

 

Until the roof (Until the roof)
The roof comes off (The roof comes off)
Until my legs (Until my legs)
Give out from underneath me (Underneath me, I)

I will not fall
I will stand tall
Feels like no one can beat me

 

(Mic Drop) *Bewildered*

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