Is talent born or created with hard work and practice
- KVRian
- 1075 posts since 26 Nov, 2007
i know i said i was done here but this thread keeps popping up in the feed so...
i was born 8 weeks early with the umbilical cord around my neck and my lungs were underdeveloped. my sister before me was born in term but with the umbilical cord around her neck suffocating her. the doctors told my mother she would be okay but Sonya died within 48 hrs from her complications breaking my mother's heart. later in life i was told by my mother that because of Sonya i was the ONLY planned child. if my mother hadn't decided to have me she would never have had any of my other siblings. so when i came along and given the shape i was in all hope was lost. the doctors even told my mother i would not make it but the same two doctors of whom i was named after ordered that i be whipped hard enough to make me scream every 15 minutes for the first 24 hrs... a total of 96 times i was beaten my first day on this planet. i lived in an incubator for almost 3 months and when i finally came home no one could be around me without wearing a gown, mask and gloves so i had little to no human touch or interaction for almost the first year of my existence.
so what did i learn? i don't know... but i do know that i have never liked it here and i trust no one. i can be in a room of 500 people and still feel alone. i was given a gift by my mother... the ear for music. as for the doctors maybe the beatings making me scream strengthened my lungs enough to use that gift. i won many singing competitions in my school years and i can play any instrument as long as i can figure out how it works. none of which was learned... again it was a gift and i am thankful for it. when life shits on me i can pick up my guitar or sit down at the keys and comfort myself... only i can make me feel better. music for the most part has been my only true friend. i am guilty though of not sharing it. some will say i wasted it but i have never cared to please others nor make them smile save my mother... i have always shared my gift with her.
i have played in a few bands but never wanted to be famous or rich so it was just something i toyed with throughout my life. in the end others can think or believe what they will. i just know the truth that some ARE naturally gifted and smiled upon by God. i also know in the hereafter that God will not be pleased with me for wasting my gifts but then again maybe i was put here to tell my story and in doing so touch or change certain lives. after all... everything happens for a reason but sadly that reason may sometimes never be realized. i DO know there is something else other than this reality because something has always looked out for me... i have been noted many times as the luckiest person others have met. some may call it a 'guardian angel' but i tend to believe it is my sister Sonya
cheers and may God bless you all
i was born 8 weeks early with the umbilical cord around my neck and my lungs were underdeveloped. my sister before me was born in term but with the umbilical cord around her neck suffocating her. the doctors told my mother she would be okay but Sonya died within 48 hrs from her complications breaking my mother's heart. later in life i was told by my mother that because of Sonya i was the ONLY planned child. if my mother hadn't decided to have me she would never have had any of my other siblings. so when i came along and given the shape i was in all hope was lost. the doctors even told my mother i would not make it but the same two doctors of whom i was named after ordered that i be whipped hard enough to make me scream every 15 minutes for the first 24 hrs... a total of 96 times i was beaten my first day on this planet. i lived in an incubator for almost 3 months and when i finally came home no one could be around me without wearing a gown, mask and gloves so i had little to no human touch or interaction for almost the first year of my existence.
so what did i learn? i don't know... but i do know that i have never liked it here and i trust no one. i can be in a room of 500 people and still feel alone. i was given a gift by my mother... the ear for music. as for the doctors maybe the beatings making me scream strengthened my lungs enough to use that gift. i won many singing competitions in my school years and i can play any instrument as long as i can figure out how it works. none of which was learned... again it was a gift and i am thankful for it. when life shits on me i can pick up my guitar or sit down at the keys and comfort myself... only i can make me feel better. music for the most part has been my only true friend. i am guilty though of not sharing it. some will say i wasted it but i have never cared to please others nor make them smile save my mother... i have always shared my gift with her.
i have played in a few bands but never wanted to be famous or rich so it was just something i toyed with throughout my life. in the end others can think or believe what they will. i just know the truth that some ARE naturally gifted and smiled upon by God. i also know in the hereafter that God will not be pleased with me for wasting my gifts but then again maybe i was put here to tell my story and in doing so touch or change certain lives. after all... everything happens for a reason but sadly that reason may sometimes never be realized. i DO know there is something else other than this reality because something has always looked out for me... i have been noted many times as the luckiest person others have met. some may call it a 'guardian angel' but i tend to believe it is my sister Sonya
cheers and may God bless you all
"two fools dancing on the hands of time... yeah the fool and me"
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- KVRAF
- 16136 posts since 13 Nov, 2012
Talent is first born, then created, then interpreted by an audience that decides if it is talent or not.
Some of the most talented artist never make that last step and some with limited talents become big stars.
Talent and success are not remotely the same thing.
Some of the most talented artist never make that last step and some with limited talents become big stars.
Talent and success are not remotely the same thing.
- addled muppet weed
- 111292 posts since 26 Jan, 2003 from through the looking glass
ha! young siblings get nothing!!!
explain hanson then!!! you cant!!!!
- addled muppet weed
- 111292 posts since 26 Jan, 2003 from through the looking glass
so so many examples to prove this, hard to know who to pick on...
f**k it, bez.
- KVRAF
- 16136 posts since 13 Nov, 2012
Cant, wont, wouldn't even try.......vurt wrote: Sun Feb 13, 2022 9:09 pmha! young siblings get nothing!!!
explain hanson then!!! you cant!!!!
- Rad Grandad
- 38041 posts since 6 Sep, 2003 from Downeast Maine
surnames are often originally about people (like jones were all broke drug addicts) ...hanson came from handsome...it's true, beauty and brains are a rare combination...handsomes couldnt spell, there was no spell check then, over there you murder english...so it became hanson...which by all rights should be a synonym for biffvurt wrote: Sun Feb 13, 2022 9:09 pmha! young siblings get nothing!!!
explain hanson then!!! you cant!!!!
The highest form of knowledge is empathy, for it requires us to suspend our egos and live in another's world. It requires profound, purpose‐larger‐than‐the‐self kind of understanding.
- addled muppet weed
- 111292 posts since 26 Jan, 2003 from through the looking glass
hmmmm, bop
- addled muppet weed
- 111292 posts since 26 Jan, 2003 from through the looking glass
also, my uncle, charlie jones, would like a word.
- KVRAF
- 11315 posts since 18 Aug, 2007 from NYC
No, no, no, no. I click on the thread out of curiosity and now I’ve got ‘that’ song stuck in my head.
- Rad Grandad
- 38041 posts since 6 Sep, 2003 from Downeast Maine
how about watts?
The highest form of knowledge is empathy, for it requires us to suspend our egos and live in another's world. It requires profound, purpose‐larger‐than‐the‐self kind of understanding.
- addled muppet weed
- 111292 posts since 26 Jan, 2003 from through the looking glass
- Rad Grandad
- 38041 posts since 6 Sep, 2003 from Downeast Maine
my uncle is two words
The highest form of knowledge is empathy, for it requires us to suspend our egos and live in another's world. It requires profound, purpose‐larger‐than‐the‐self kind of understanding.
- addled muppet weed
- 111292 posts since 26 Jan, 2003 from through the looking glass
- addled muppet weed
- 111292 posts since 26 Jan, 2003 from through the looking glass
johns counting is really coming along this term. hopefully double figures by xmas.
- Rad Grandad
- 38041 posts since 6 Sep, 2003 from Downeast Maine
I'm proud of you
The highest form of knowledge is empathy, for it requires us to suspend our egos and live in another's world. It requires profound, purpose‐larger‐than‐the‐self kind of understanding.