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23 Jan

Anyone who has known me for a great amount of time knows my heart for Kendrick Lamar. You know the Grammy-nominated rapping phenomena of a scholar from California that’s walking this very Earth at this very moment.

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Well, folks, the love has thickened. 


Recently (January 8th, 2014) Kendrick Lamar was interviewed by Billboard Magazine. He covered a lot of topics ranging from his Grammy snub to his thoughts in regards to the Michael Brown case to the highly anticipated drop of new album. However, out of the many topics he covered for the magazine, one quote stuck out to me.

“She’s doing her thing,” Lamar tells Billboard. “Let her. People have to go through trials and tribulations to get where they at. Do your thing, continue to rock it, because obviously God wants you here.”

 Now just reading that, you wouldn’t know that he was talking about Iggy Azalea, who many rappers have been giving mixed opinions about. Of course, Kendrick being Kendrick wouldn’t be caught dead saying anything rude to tear anybody down because that’s not what he’s about. He’s about truth and positivity and art.

Just to put it plainly.

 ain't nobody

Now to the meat and potatoes (which sounds so friggin’ good right now). The second I read that quote, I went back and read it again and again. I smiled and I teared up a bit. Because even though he was talking about Iggy Azalea, it applied so much to my current situation. And boy did I need to read it that very second. In the moment, that quote hit me like the words of the great Shakespeare. (You know, if Shakespeare had actually written those darn good plays and wasn’t just a good businessman.)

Even so, that quote is my new favorite of the year thus far. I thought about getting it tattooed inside my upper arm for about an hour. (too long, possibly too painful)

It also reminded me of Psalms 42:5, which crazy enough was the scripture I woke up to in my devotional this morning. Even crazier, this is the first year I’ve read that scripture and didn’t break down because I felt so empty inside and the encouragement felt like water hitting my droughted soul. It was just nice to be reminded. I had never experienced that before and it was so refreshing. I finally feel as though I am finding who I am in God and loving the way He has created me.

Let’s also talk about the fact that Kendrick wasn’t even trying to be cathartic–and reestablish his reign on my favorite person of all time list–but HE TOTALLY DID! The guy is a legend, people.

And God’s timing scares me with its perfection.


–Joni Bing x

P.S. His new single ‘i’ is my current theme song! Check it out: www.youtube.com/watch?v=8aShfolR6w8 


Source: http://www.billboard.com/articles/news/6436268/kendrick-lamar-billboard-cover-story-on-new-album-iggy-azalea-police-violence-the-rapture

New Year, New Pickle

9 Jan

Wow. I’ve gotta be honest, life is has been absolutely so crazy lately. I just checked my last post (April 1, 2013). Yikes. We’ll leave it at that.

2015. It has already brought so many obstacles, circumstances, inquisitions and triumphs. If I had to confront my current events as the person I was just last year at this time, I don’t think I’d be writing this post right now. To keep things genuine, I would probably be in bed crying my eyes out. But presently all I can do is be happy with what I have now and work toward what has been placed in my heart. Before I go any further, allow me to fill you in on 2014.

1. I did not find love. (yet…unless you count awesome, new friendships).

2. I directed (and wrote and cried–joyous tears, fed up tears, am-I-going-to-make-it tears–and prayed over) a short film that premiered at a local movie theater to 100+ attendees.

3. I met some AMAZING film people that I can call family. (based in LA & at university who are most likely reading and just got a twinkle in their eye…or I’m just being extremely hopeful or narcissistic or something).

4. I started a YouTube channel (link’s in my short description).

5. I got my heart bruised and that bruise opened up my eyes to a door that I finally got strength to close.

6. I’m still alive in 2015 (turn up).

Back to my current situation. So as it looks right now, I have a bit of a predicament. Now let me explain. This could very well be a predicament that I am just fighting within myself and worrying over for no reason other than the belief that predicaments can only be resolved with logic. Let’s call this predicament Pickles. So Pickles, again if going strictly on logic, could greatly affect where I celebrate the new year in 2016. …. Just thought I saw a spider in my room…it was only a hairball. Time to clean up! (again). So Pickles. By this time next year, I could reside in a variety of different places. Los Angeles (my dream city since seven years of age), Atlanta (seems legit…and logical), Raleigh (beach, mountains, new wave), London (United Kingdom; sorry Canada) and well, where I live now. These are all pretty sweet options and I realize whatever path I take will be life changing during my twenty-something years (or at least the year I decide to live there and move because let’s be honest I’ve always been a backpacker at heart). But seriously, it’s a lot to ponder about, especially in solitude when there is no one around to grasp you by the shoulders and remind you of those two clouds shaped like California you saw just a year ago. Those California clouds weren’t hallucinations. They were hope.

Just writing that brings a smile to my face, but then a thought quickly follows. Pickles. Pickles ruins dreams, hopes, and potential. Pickles is mean and I don’t want to be ruled by Pickles. I want to be ruled by the very things that Pickles sets out to ruin and spoil until those things are nothing but dust. So, what city will I choose? To be quite honest with you I have a feeling that I already know. It’s just hard to believe and very hard to see right now with Pickles constantly boiling my mind with doubt. But you know what? I have a feeling it will happen and when it does, I’ll look up to the sky and smile at The One who made it possible. Alternatively, maybe I have it wrong. Maybe the place I will be next year hasn’t even been revealed to me and I am hanging on to the hope of childhood dream. Maybe, maybe not.

At the end of the day, I believe to get where you’re going you have to just go for it. Screw Pickles. And maybe that’s the answer. Don’t rely on Pickles to make you happy. There are plenty of people all over the world who have Pickles and they aren’t happy with any aspect of their life. They need people like you to run out of your comfort zone and yell, “Here I am! I’m here for you!” at the top of your lungs and throw your arms around them and ask if they want to come inside for tea [this is a metaphor, of course but if you take this as a literal challenge, go for it and make a friend :)].

Respectively, Pickles is alright. It’s just that when you run out from time to time, you start to hate how Pickles rules the world and how you have to pick and scrap to get Pickles just to feel secure enough to follow your dreams. But I don’t think that’s how life is supposed to be. I think we were called to be explorers, dreamers, creators, and do-gooders. Not to be logically correct to a point where it leads to fear and worry or to point where ten years down the road, you are still waiting around in the Pickle jar until the day it’s safe enough to jump out. Because what if that day never comes? Don’t risk it. Not at a time like this when people need you and you need them. The time is now. It’s on, Pickles.

-Joni Bing

P.S. My apologies for never finishing that Location Scout story. Keep on the lookout this year for part two. I’ll do my best to finish it.

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