Hi friends,
Welcome to my blog. Haha!
This is a whole new experience for me, as its been
with a lot of things lately.
So you wonder, why this? Why another egotistic rant
from yet another blogger?
I may never answer THOSE question, because here,
right here, is a probably a beginning of a fight to answer MY own questions. There
are too many of them.
Saggio Sierri is a pseudo, which in itself has its
own experiences. The name is a combination of who I am and where am from (I
believe having these info usually helps in figuring out where the heck I'm
headed).
I regard this blog as a series, Conversate is not grammatically correct
so spare the Oxford/Cambridge Advanced
Learners’ Dictionary app on your phone. Wikipedia wont help either.
Conversate is mostly the outward expression of dialogues within, at least that’s what
I’m willing to do.
Like every other homo-sapien on this blue planet, I
have my opinion(s) about what I see, hear, feel, experience…I have even more
opinions about things I’ve never seen, heard, felt or experienced. A lot of us
do don’t we? Just take a moment to listen to yourself the next time you’re talking
about Rihanna’s latest scandal, Jay Z’s Illuminati membership status…
I had an interesting time with my sister two
weekends ago. Now, my sister is the lively type! She’s simple, petite, passionate,
has liberal views about most subjects, yet she can get very conservative
at…what I’ve come to label – shock points (those times in our lives’ timeline
that an otherwise clockwise routine suddenly goes in reverse direction).
Okay, back to my sister gist…but…allow me to
digress yet again.
One of the most widely accepted ‘facts’ these days is
that there is Illuminati.
Incase you’re neighbors with Fred Flintstone and
the age you live in can be classified as stoned (not in that way, silly), and you don’t have that
simple, cheap and social tool called Twitter, or your wooden library is not
stacked with the most recently published edition of Wikipedia…anyways, the
Illuminati, as I’ve learned and as my liberal, simple and passionate sister
properly educated me, is something like em…Church! But, this one belongs to
Satan or some other board member
of Hell Inc.
These Illuminati (or Illuminatum as I term the singular
noun) operate in codes, secret languages and riddles. They hide messages in
visual displays like Lady Gaga’s face, Brad Pitt’s ring and some Jay Z and
Beyonce songs.
Lady Gaga |
Brad Pitt |
Barack Obama |
The list is endless. Check your local listings for more names.
Anyways, this was the core of our discussion that weekend.
My sister insisted that the Jay Z song “On to the next one” has hidden
illuminati messages that glorifies Satan and can only come out when played in
reverse. Beyonce’s “sweet dreams”
was also mentioned as being heavily coded and that the real meanings behind the
song will come out in, of course, reverse playback. Being someone always keen
to acquire more knowledge, I promptly put it to test. Alongside a friend of
mine and my sister, the three of us sourced for these songs, put them in an
audio editing software and clicked ‘reverse’. Then we connected the stereo
surround sound system and hit the play button.
There were some interesting discoveries…!!!
One...
There was a pleasantly shocking baseline rhythm
that made the songs (well at least the beat) danceable! We actually found
ourselves grooving to Jay Z’s “On to the next one” in reverse playback (or should
we rename it “On to the reversed one”?)
Initially we thought maybe its just that one song
and it had to do with the way the beat was sequenced. So, we played the
reversed Beyonce song and got the same result.
Interesting.
Two...
The second discovery is, and its more of a
question, will the language you speak sound like another language in another
corner of the world if recorded and played back in reverse? Will Hausa sound like
Yiddish in reverse? Will Yoruba sound like German and Will Igbo sound Nordic?
Maybe it’s something we all should give a try,
maybe it will help with the racial/ethnic/lingual tensions we bring up
sometimes. As beautiful as Spanish sounds, I unconsciously wonder how anyone
could understand those sounds? I know its because I grew up speaking English and
in a strange way, I tend to, (involuntary thinking), believe
that anyone if you cant speak English has a communication deficiency.
Has anyone been through this ridiculous, yet very
natural state of mind? I know lots of us do. I still remember the frowns I get
from the mallam in his kiosk when I’m struggling to communicate the item I want
to buy. The feedback is that he can’t understand why I can’t speak Hausa and that’s
why he’s quick to admonish me with the words “ba turanchi”.
Anyways, I have written way more than I planned to
do in my very first.
Oh! By the way, we didn’t find a single satanic rendition in
Jay Z or Beyonce's songs. Disappointing isn't it. Hmm.
Ciao.
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