Every once in a while I come across an expression of soul that speaks to me as a Buddhist practitioner from the streets. I remember days when the only thing keeping us sane was the funny ni*ga. I mean the person who could slice through time and space with a humor so true that it took the edge off of tension everyone was feeling. There were so many talented people back in the day and I miss them all.
There were days when all I had to survive on was the whimsy, farce, or biting comedy of the funny ni*ga. Today I have Buddhist peace that will never end. Still, my appreciation remains unwavered for the comedy that saves lives, expresses truisms, and plumbs the depths of soul with satire. Becoming a Buddhist does not mean one abandons the realities of black culture. In fact the experience deepens as one awakens to the realities of impermanence.
Rasheed Thurmond passed away a while ago but his humaness lives on in this unique comedy clip. I share it with you as an example of what an urban yogi looks like to me:
