At 30 I still write in a journal so I don't really post much outside of my music on Social Media, but also at 30, I often have this thought that "If we met today" I probably wouldn't fuck with you.
I've been blessed to meet and encounter so many wonderful people in my life always trying to learn and absorb from others and come out of every interaction with new knowledge and some sort of neat beneficial experience from meeting and hanging out with someone.
I've meet many people from many walks and got a wide perspective on many different cultures, dialects and slang, habits, food, music, and other things from different people in different places.
I try to remain neutral on most if not all topics, which sometimes can seem more controversial than actually picking a side. I often give people the benefit of whats going on and tie their thought process to where they came from, or how they might have been brought up, or tramas they might have faced to shape them into who they are, always trying to be an upbeat positive influence for the entire situation.
All of my best friends are wonderful people and the memories we've made will always make me smile so big. As an adult tho, some of the ideologies and thought processes I've allowed to pollute my circle weight heavy on my mental in waves.
I, Myself, Randy Wellbrock don't stand for Racism, Homophobia, Transphobia, Womanizing, or any form of oppression for an individual for simply being who they are.
I personally was brought up in a house where self expression was not only allowed but encouraged. From the posters on the wall, to the music we listened to, to the clothes we wore. To the open conversations we had. We were always thought to "just be a good person" (dads advice) and "Treat others how you wanna be treated" (moms advice). It took me about 2 decades to realize how much freedom my parents gave my siblings and I.
At 30 I have friends that don't understand everybody is different, that everybody comes from different backgrounds. That nobody thinks exactly the same or experiences the exact same trail that brought us to this point now.
I have friends that think "Gayness is weird" or Trans people are Mentally Ill, or would try to scare their kids straight if they were gay. I have low key and full blown racist friends who can't stand black people cause they had that "run in that one time with that 1 person" or some crazy racist folklore. I still have friends that think a woman's place in the kitchen or at home with the kids, as if women don't have their own goals and aspirations.
I marinate so hard wondering If I was A Gay, Black, Trans person with heavy opinions would these people give me the same benefit? Would they still love me back? Would they still give me the last cigarette out of their pack? Would they still invite me to their house to hang out without expecting me not to steal their stuff? Could I crash at their house still without the thought of "if he tries anything ima fuck him up?" I've asked others just out of curiosity and they've said "probably not".
I understand nobody is flawless. Perfection is an unachievable thing for anybody 'cause everybody is different, we all come from different backgrounds. My idea of perfect might be a little different than your idea so we'll never be able to fully connect 100%. Just be a good person and treat others how you wanna be treated. If I can't hang around some of you anymore cause your ideas and way of thinking are slightly toxic for my mental, then allow it. Nothing is ever perfect, and that's okay.
-Randy Wellbrock
