ThinkSoul25: The Book

Good morning everyone!

Before I start my day, I wanted to remind my new and old readers of two things: I wrote a book and I’m currently writing a second, better, and original book with fresh new content. That’s right, I’m in the process of working on an original in depth collection of witty material. All the hilarious truth life experiences and hundreds of dates I’ve gone on are all being detailed in my new book. It’s juicy!

Not only is the book filled with dating stories and random musings, it also is even more in depth glimpses at some of the defining moments in my life. It’s the material that I’d love to blog about, but some of the stories are well over 1500 words. So stay on the look out for the new book, it’s filled with material that nobody else has ever seen or heard me talk about (except for my parents and brother.) But seriously, it’s a lot of funny stories and my sassy opinions that I think you guys will love.

While I’m working on that (around 100 pages done so far) I wanted to remind you guys that I do have a book out there. ThinkSoul25: Thoughts of the Urban Nomad is a book that’s available on Amazon and was published with Createspace.com. A lot of the material is from my early days of blogging, but it’s still a good read and people have told me they enjoyed it.

So, if you have 8bucks to spare and want to dive into my early days of writing, then feel free to pick up a copy. If not, I so understand. However, this new book is completely original. I’ve been fighting myself not to put the stories onto my blog, they are hilarious! I think I’m going to actually attempt to get this one picked up by a publisher, but if that doesn’t work, then I’ll self publish and promote the hell out of it. Promoting is always a daunting task, but this next book will be worth it.

Any who, just wanted to put that information out there. You won’t be hurting my feelings if you don’t buy it, its not that big of a deal. But it would be nice to know my writing is in the hands of some wonderful readers and fellow bloggers out there, so check it out!!!

Many thanks,

Jazz

 

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Losing Yourself

Science and philosophical theories can be applied to a lot of areas in life, such as evolution (I don’t believe in it, but it should be taught,) but emotions and individuality shouldn’t be based of Darwinist principals. We shouldn’t have to put on a masquerade and practice the art of self-conformity in order to survive social affairs. The moment you begin to fade into the masses is that moment of life when the annals of history erode. Instead of striving to be an innovative breath of life, you begin to waste away into a sea of counterfeits.

When you begin to change your actions in order to achieve some type of societal acceptance, then you run the risk of losing yourself. It’s a message that be redundant, but it’s such a serious issue. For decades the idea of conformity has existed, which is one of the major reasons why Ralph Waldo Emerson believed in the individualism movement of the early 1800s. A majority of his famous quotes and lectures are based upon the principle that we as individuals have the right to enter society and further his/her own interests. When you begin to amend your interests in order to satisfy society, that is when you begin to lose that sense of individuality.

Never put on a masquerade in order to impress the masses. I believe that is one of the essential messages in life. I live my life as a freethinker, doing as I please and exploring knowledge in order to further my passion. I’ve come close to losing myself in the past, but as I became more confident in my personality and personal worth, I quickly found myself. I know it can be easy to lose yourself within the lack of acceptance, but don’t throw away the beauty of being an individual. The essence of innovative individuality is what makes our world so collectively diverse, its the threads that make the garment complete.

Lack of acceptance and lose of individuality, is one of those messages that Counting Crows captured well. In their 1993 song “Round Here” they touched on two concepts. The band said the song was mainly about a man leaving behind everyone and losing himself in the process, but it can also be interpreted as a lack of acceptance and struggling with the reality that you don’t fit into the guidelines surrounding you. But instead of trying to erase those intricate characteristics that make you beautiful, it’s best to go ahead and commit to being you.

Don’t lose yourself just because everyone around you is doing something different. It’s not worth the hassle to conform. Opt for being a freethinker, an individual who doesn’t worry about the perceptions of others. In the end, you’ll look back on your life and realized that you had a great life fueled by freedom, not a life guided by the fear of societal survival.

Counting Crows “Round Here”

©Jasmine McGee

ThinkSoul25

http://thinksoul25.com

Gas Mask Please

I’ve never really understood the concept of an airborne illness, until today. I have no problem admitting that I’m one of those conspiracy theorist people, I’m currently preparing for the zombie apocalypse that is about to take place on September 6th, 2011. Missed the memo? Well, too bad. September 6th 2011 is about to be the biggest zombie apocalypse ever! Okay, sike! Not really, unless you plan on picking up your copy of Dead Island. That game is going to be some addictive, you’ll seriously start plotting out escape plans for the day zombies actually attack.

Dead Island and Resistance 3 are probably going to be the highlights of my month. All this English school work, geology, French, and more English classes is so boring! I mean the only good thing about it, is the fact I will be graduating with my degree in Spring 2012. All the boring work and loss of my personal time is worth it. But those spare moments I do manage to have to myself, I’m going to save those moments for some good old fashioned zombie killing.

Zombie guts are awesome! I don’t like a lot of horror movies, but I love anything that has zombies in it. Dead Island is going to be some great training for us conspiracy theorist out there. Okay, that sounded crazy. I’m not like this hardcore conspiracy guru, but I like to play around with my imagination and have these outlandish conversations with people. It’s pretty awesome. Even if zombies did ever attack, the CDC probably would deny it and save themselves before letting the community know the seriousness of the situation. It’s probably a good idea to have a gask mask handy, just in case a zombie outbreak starts airborne.

Zombies are an unlikely event, but airborne viruses are real. I was watching an episode of H5O last night and this guy ended up getting really sick after touching this dead guy. Come to find out, the guy wasn’t murdered, he died from a lethal airborne virus. That is so scary! I’m not a germ-phobic like Howie Mandell, but I do take precaution when Fall is around. This seems to be the time of year when everyone gets sick. All the coughing, wheezing, and miserable blurry eyes; it’s such an epidemic!

I’m going to try my best to avoid getting sick this Fall. I have too much school work to do and plus I just moved to a place with a nice fitness center, so I’m about to be dropping major lbs. I want to get in the best shape I can and be uber healthy, so no coughing and wheezing over here. Except, it looks like I’m going to have to start dodging the coughs now. My mom is sick.

She was doing perfectly fine the other day. No signs of sickness at all. We were laughing and joking, even talking about this new hot guy that has a sexy accent and asked me out on a date. My mom and I were having the ultimate girl talk. Then all of a sudden, she comes back home and is horribly sick. I was up all night with her because she couldn’t breathe, was wheezing and coughing all over the place, and she looked a mess. Since I had watched H50 and just watched previews for Contagion, I was freaking out! She got really mad at me and told me to calm down. I’ll admit, I forgot the number one Hitchhikers rule I live by: DON’T PANIC!

I’m not panicking anymore and she seems to be doing slightly better. She got some type of airborne sickness and we made a deal, that if she isn’t better by tomorrow morning, I’m taking her to the doctor. But my mom is the type of person, that even though we have full coverage health insurance, she never uses it. She’s old school I guess. But still, a doctor isn’t the worst thing ever. If she doesn’t get better, then I’m taking her to the doctor even if she protests. I just want to make sure she is okay, but it probably wasn’t a good idea to watch a trailer of Contagion and make plans to see it. Oh my, now I’m panicking again!

I need to calm down. It’s just a movie, a movie that looks pretty good! I know that airborne illnesses can spread randomly, but if you have a gask mask and sanitize then there is no worries. I don’t think my mom is super sick, but I seriously need to stop watching horror movies and planning outbreaks in my head. I’m sure once Dead Island comes, I will use my free time to slash zombies instead of freaking out about germs.

Contagion

Space is Only Noise

I listen to quite a bit of music, but every so often I run across an abstract artist that puzzles me. A lot of music can be placed into a category or a genre, but some music doesn’t really have a specific label. In a way, that principle of avoiding labels can be attribute to human life. We have broad labels that are designated to our character by ourselves, but those labels are just the tip of the iceberg.

Essentially I can boldly say that I label myself as an eccentric creative being, but that is just a broad definition of who I truly am. That label can be broken down into further sub-categories, even into aspects of my personalities that don’t quite have a description except for the statement, “I’m just Jazz.”

Labels can be useful in getting the gist of a person, but it also helps when it comes to classifying music.  A lot of the music I listen to can be put into a genre, but Nicolas Jaar is one of those artists that doesn’t fit into one label. On a broad spectrum, his music can be described as electronic. Yet, it’s more than just an electronic form of expression. Nicholas Jaar’s album Space is Only Noise is proof that an artist can be down-tempo, jazz, house, r&b, and minimal techno.

His music is pure genius! It’s the perfect fusion of jazz and house, but then it has this minimal techno vibe. I can’t really describe it, except it does feel like space music. It’s the type of music you can daydream about space too. You might have heard of his music before, but this is my first time hearing about this young Chilean New Yorker. He knows how to produce music that calms the mind, it’s a great escape from all the commotion that us East Coasters have been subjected to this past week.

Check out his music! I think you’ll find that it will ease your mind and send you into a surreal state. His song “I Got a Woman” is one of my favorites.

Nicolas Jaar – I Got A Woman

Nicolas Jaar – Problems with the Sun

I Need to Love Me

I ran across this track last night and the lyrics have been ringing in my head. Kings of Tomorrow and April’s track “I Need to Love Me” is one of those house songs that conveys a lot of truth.The lyrics are honestly something I can relate to, there are those times in my life when I’ve had to start over and find my own path (especially after a relationship ends.)

If being an urban nomad has taught me anything, the most important thing I’ve come to realize is that you truly have to love yourself. A lot of people have come in and out of my life for brief seasons. I usually don’t stay in one place too long and after awhile the contact just sort of fads away. I can honestly say sometimes it’s on me, I just lose interest and stopping staying in touch. But there have been a lot of times in my life in which I’ve been rejected and forgotten about. One day we are the best friends and hanging out all the time, then slowly the person becomes distant and completely shuts me out of their life.

At first I used to take things so personal, but as a I matured, I realized that I can’t walk around letting people’s actions dictate my state of mind. Nowadays, I don’t take things personal and I don’t stress over making people have a long-term position in my life. I’m always on the move and with my busy schedule (some new things have been added to my schedule, I’ll blog about it later) I don’t have time to chase after people for friendship. I just focus on crafting my life into a collection of beautiful memories and not wasted regrets.

I’ve had a lot of people come in my life and cause me an immense amount of pain. Yet, I learned not to dwell on trying to strive for this “perfect” sense of what a true friend is and isn’t. People have faults and I understand that, but there is no sense in me having to persuade someone to like me. Whether you love me or dislike me, that doesn’t matter to me anymore. In the past few years, I’ve truly began to understand that I need to love myself.

The most eloquent quote of the song “I Need to Love Me,” is the line that says “I’m starting over, writing the next chapter of my life.” I feel as though everyday, whether I’m blogging or writing in my journal, I’m jotting down these precious guidelines and aspirations for the only life I have to live. My life is in the Lord’s hands, but it’s also mine to direct as well. As I continue to grow into the woman that I desire to be, I’m finding out my purpose and my personality is becoming even more set in stone.

I don’t live my life like an apology. Loving yourself shouldn’t been this burden that anticipates failure or even more rejection from outsiders. Whatever your passion is in life, do it. I find that when I do let the voices of other people crowd my thoughts, it all becomes a powerful terrifying yell of rage. Insecurity begins to sit in and fear attempts to be the guiding voice for my life. It’s moments like that when I feel lost in a maze of uncertainty. That feeling can be quite overwhelming.

But those moments are rare. I’ve become so confident in my personality that I’m usually not concerned with people’s opinions of me. My life may not make sense to others, but it’s my life. I love myself enough to know that I am a beautiful individual with a unique voice. All the things I’ve experienced have cultivated me into the house music junkie I am. I’m not ashamed to admit that I’m a house junkie, a geek, an artist, a writer, a tall light skin girl, and I’m not afraid to admit I grew up in the suburbs and have a huge disregard with taste for today’s hip-hop.

I love myself to the point where I don’t apologize for being an intellect and I don’t apologize for preferring to be single instead of wasting time with yet another man who just doesn’t get my personality. I love myself enough to know that I’d rather be alone for the time being than putting my trust in someone who thinks my obsession with house is annoying or perhaps another one of those guys who thinks it’s weird that I love reading so much and drool whenever I get a new book. Why bother trying to explain myself to someone who wants to be there, but not truly “be there” for me on all levels.

I need to love me and I don’t need anyone else who doesn’t have genuine intentions. I love being single and I do love being in a relationship as well, but I’m not going to compromise my sanity. If nobody else is going to love me for who I am, then loving myself is the best course of action. I do quite alright by myself, but I’m not giving up hope on the day when a man that actually reads books and doesn’t just listen to hip-hop, comes my way and makes an impressive endeavor to relate to me; that glorious day will be of astronomical proportions…

©Jasmine McGee

ThinkSoul25

http://thinksoul25.com

Ray Foxx ft. Lovelle “La Musica (The Trumpeter)”

I love music that has a great instrumental and is fueled by a little Latin flavor. There’s something so seductive about getting on the dance floor and grooving your hips, while getting coaxed by passionate instrumentals. A lot of tracks out there in the electronica/dance genre attempt to include that Latin flavor, but Ray Foxx and Lovelle know how to do it just right.

Their song “La Musica”, also known as “The Trumpeter” is one of those tracks you can’t help but to groove to. Every time I hear that song I quickly jump up and start swaying my hips. Those are the moments I wish I had a dance partner on call. I’d just pick up my phone and call up some sexy Puerto Rican papi to come wrap me in his arms and sway to sexy beat of La Musica. Ah, that’s the stuff dreams are made of!

It kind of sucks that I don’t have a handsome guy to dance to “La Musica” with (I love being single though, but a dance partner would be great!), but at least I can still enjoy the video and groove on my own. Maybe once I get settled in the next few months, I’ll take up a Latin dance class of some sort. Sounds like it would be a fun experience and I’d love to take my skills to a sexy Latin nightclub. Or at least give me some Brazillian jazz and let me just groove to the music. But that Latin class does sound like fun, I’ve got some researching to do!