A question seemingly impossible to answer, brings light to so many aspects of my life. Its vagueness asserts that you answer a question with a question, declaring that I must first ask myself who am “I,” and then where is “here?” Spirituality might lead me to answer that I am a child of God, and that I am on earth, temporarily. My mentality might compel me to feel that I am more than the average Joe, and that I am on Earth to make a difference. But my history, my history motivates me to conceive that I am destined to be great. That what you see is just the tip of the iceberg. That my roots dig deep. And I am on a path toward my empire. I know that to answer this question I must not exclude any one of this triad of contributors. And because of that I will elaborate on how this tri-archy brings conciseness to this Iliad of answers.
God. The subject is all too touchy. Many feelings and obligations are wrapped around the thought, but in all honesty it is so simple to understand why he put me here on his Earth. Purpose. God put me here for a purpose, and that purpose is to live for him and experience the joy of his presence every day. Whether my purpose is to become a doctor and help keep people alive and well, or to be an officer and keep the harmful away from the harmless, there is a purpose that I am meant to fulfill. Only with his grace am I here, on Earth, living out my destiny.
The human mind, in my opinion, has to be the most powerful tool in the natural world. Capable of accomplishing so many great things, it is literally too complex for its own self. It allows me to eat, sleep, laugh, cry, think, and believe. My mind has created a drive to be better than the average student, the average basketball player, and the average person. And because of that I feel accountable for making a difference. Thinking back on destiny and purpose, I have been granted intellect with the purpose in mind that I will use it to better my community. To better my “here.” The world I live in.
“There is a reason it used to be a crime in the Confederate states to teach a slave to read: literacy is power.” Without these words, and this mind what would I be? Nothing but a bare-backed nigga as dumb as a door knob. Just the thought of the journey my people have taken to get me where I am gives me obligation to fulfill their dreams. I can sit here and believe that “as an American I have the right to an education,” but if I did I would be discrediting all the works of every civil rights activist that fought for me to even be an American. I don’t hold my nose high, because I know that “I” did not earn this. It was passed down to me to do with what I please. I have chosen to take full advantage of every opportunity my history has granted me.
I am not here for you. I am not here me. I am here for the greater good. For righteousness. To achieve more than I came with. I am here for everything, everything that belongs to me. I am here to take. I am here to give. But most importantly, I am here.