RIP Joey Pannetti.

a statement, on the eve of a sentance.

Current mood: blessed

joseph michael pannetti is my brother. he was a son, a father, now a grandfather, and one of the most amazing people any of us would ever be lucky enough to meet.
he was a lover of the written word wether penned by himself, or others. Joseph was an artist. joseph was a thinker.
joseph michael pannetti was a man of God, though never in a traditional sense of the word. JOey brought his thoughts, his feeling and his passion to people. His words on paper, or from his own mouth were statements of truth. statements of passion. statements to be headed.
Steadfast like his father, loving like his mother, and humble much like his savior, Joey never asked for much. His only quest in life, was to right the wrongs. To change the world, one person at a time. And he knew that if he desired change, it had to start with him. If we all desire some change, it MUST start within ourselves.
My brother and i didnt always see eye to eye. But it is only now that i realize, that we didnt, only becuse he was on a whole different level. JOey absorbed more in one day, than any of us could even begin to sense in a lifetime. Joey felt pain, his own, yours, hers, his, the worlds.
Joey also felt love.
Joesph was of the kindest souls. HE would never intentionally hurt anyone. He loved everyone he knew, in one way or another. He shared his love freely, in the hopes that others would "pay it forward". Joseph Michael Pannetti was bruised, He was battered and he was put down. But one thing you could never call him, was broken.
Joseph Micheal Pannetti wanted us to know God. His only hope was for us to seek truth. Even when he questioned his purpose, He carried Gods messege of love with him. Was he perfect? no. none of us are. We are human. We are given free will, and it is up to us to decide howto use that. I am proud to be the sister of Joseph Michael Pannetti.
I pray for you, Richard, with deepest sincerety. For this, here today. is nothing. You must now live with what lays on your soul. This is not judgement day. Only God can truly judge, Only GOd can truly sentence. It is up to you to make your choice. Make your own sentance. You chose to take my brothers fate into your own hands, but now i pray that you will do that same for yourself. Cleanse yourself of this stain. Talk to God, ask him for forgiveness. If you are truly willing and ready, he will supply you with what you need. There is no one to blame but your own choices now. His promise is true, and you can change your fate. I only wish my brother had that same chance here on earth. But i rest, as i know he is home with his savior now.


Currently listening:
Songs of Freedom
By Bob Marley & The Wailers
Release date: 1999-11-16





Man gets 20 years in prison for fatal stabbing at Syracuse YMCA (syracuse.com)
by Jim O'Hara / The Post-Standard
Wednesday February 18, 2009, 11:22 AM
Syracuse, NY -- A Syracuse man was sentenced today to 20 years in state prison for fatally stabbing a fellow resident of the downtown YMCA a year ago.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen," Richard Peterson told County Judge Joseph Fahey. Peterson, 30, of 340 Montgomery St., pleaded guilty Jan. 28 to first-degree manslaughter in the death of Joseph Pannetti.

Pannetti, 36, was stabbed multiple times during a fight in a fifth-floor bathroom at the downtown building on Jan. 23, 2008.

papa Joe

Thursday, November 19, 2009 at 11:50pm

1986: Dad- "eat your vegetables, it wouldnt kill you to try it.."
Sarah "chocolate cake and cheese doodles wont kill me either dad, but you wont let me eat it for dinner"


My dad... hard headed, stuborn, loving, and furry. i wouldnt trade him in for the world. true, we dont always get along. but really, who does. weve argued, he doesnt agree with several of my decisions, but he's my dad. he's supposed to disagree.
but he was right tjere to watch me get my cheerleading trophies, or make a fantastic baton catch... my parents rock.. i really gotta say.h

so, over the last few years, things have somehow manifested into a whole new level of understanding. . i get him now. i may not agree, but i get it.

this man, who told me to eat my vegetables and even got me to try liver once, is facing some serious issues right now. all that healthy eating, has landed him on a suergons table tomorrow, for a quadruple bypass. and im not gonna lie. im scared. i am selfishly NOT ready for my parents to b getting older. They are like peas in a pod. i cannot imagine one without the other.. and i dont think they can either.
yin and yang, they have been the friving force behind my life.. and I thank God daily for them..
besides that, they gave me fantastic hair. ;)

So, with this new era of our lives, I am asking God to handle it.. i learned along time ago, that i cant fix everything. when it is beyond my control, it is up to him..

Lord, please keep him well.. I dont think he's done here yet.. i still dont eat liver.

after the shooting at Virgina Tech..

Tuesday, April 17, 2007 10:24 PM
"Is my Daddy dead?"
Current mood: morose

How can we live in a world where little Aiden has to ask, "Is my Daddy dead?"

How i wish i could live in the little Hokie's world, where anything unneccesary is not in cognition.

Lacerations of our souls are poured into our minds on a daily basis through images streaming in a box. but what we don't see is we are LIVING IN THE BOX. we are shocked when tragedy strikes, and are quick to place blame, but do we stop to ask ourselves do we play a part? Does this not happen everyday?

hopes dreams and prospect of future are shred by our own lack of compassion. by our obsession with self. when is the last time you or i looked at someone, you didn't know, and asked how they were. and if you did, were you really listening? it only takes a second to notice that your friend or neighbor may be in need. or maybe it's you that is in need. are you willing to ask for help?

how about the last time someone held the door for you... did you look at them and say thank you with sincerity? or did you mumble acknowledgement with your back turned. It's simple things that I'm saying here.. simple things. hey, how ya doin. hey, how was your day.. hey- thanks for being in my life...

it's that easy.

please, please, never miss an opprotunity to tell someone you love them, you appreciate them, you're grateful they are in your lives. because as cold as you think it is outside, that persons heart may be growing colder by the minute... you just might be the one to turn it around..

I love you all.

and i mean it till the day i die. and then some.

Willing

Sunday, February 04, 2007 10:45 AM
thats what i think.
Current mood: infuriated

Willing

It's not my problem. It's not my community. It's not my job. It doesn't affect me. One person can't make a difference.
Wrong.

Hate, hostility, resistence, resentment, rasicm- affects us all.

We are not the creators of this system- rascism dates back to the formation of our country tis of thee. Yet we perpetuate this condition of tradition and our own white priviledge when we fail to get involved, becoming responsible for racism when we don't do anything to stop it.so while we didn't cause it, we continue it. And while we won't be able to stop it on our own, we must not turn our backs on taking action.We can make a difference. We can confront the vulgarity when we see it. But it is only when we believe it, that we will see it. As a nation, as a world, as a race of human beings, it is not only our duty, but also our human nature to do what is right. we were not born this way. Hate is a learned calamity.We have a choice. To stand up and take action, side by side, hand in hand, or sit back and wait until March when every one forgets again.

What are you willing to do to make a better world for our children? What are you willing to put on the line to end the hurt. My fair skinned people- What are you willing to give up? Your fancy cars? your corner office? your 5 bedroom colonial in the developments of suburbia, nested away from the pain, the loss, the suffering?

Have you been conditioned to believe the racist lies we are fed thru our mindless surfing?

Have you gotten comfortable with the priviledges that you claim you can't see bestowed upon you by the color of your skin?


Are you deaf to the terror our continued ignorance has thrust on our neighbors all throughout history?
Oh, wait- you think that is is all history. It's over now, is it? It's time to get over it already, is it? Oh, is it February again?
Well, chum, I'm sorry to say to you, hate is alive and well. Look around. Have you ever been underestimated? Have you ever felt isolated, out of place, outnumbered, unheard? Have you ever been the minority?

Would you even be willing to?

How many of you jumped on the bandwagon after 9/11 in the name of peace ? How many of you, in one breath, in one word,spoke of hate, disgust, and diregard?
i declare WAR is not just a cardgame.

How many of you will shake the hand of your dark skinned neighbor with your right, and cast a vote to go to war and kill our killers with your left?
You still don't believe racism exists? Oh, you must be busy, in line to buy your American flag to hang on the fence to keep "them" out. Or maybe you didn't hear the news because you were too wrapped up in your "american" idol. You have become America's next top model when You smile in their faces in February, but turn your back in June.

You say god Bless America, and call for justice by writing a check for your tax deductible contributions to society, by placing your values, your beliefs, Bureacratic right wing left wing liberal or not traditions of condition on the whole, forgetting that the whole is made up of individuals.
Individuals, who,like many of our ancestors, have come to our land of the free , or were forced to come to our home of the brave seeking a star spangled nation of freedom, equality, and maybe a good cup of coffee.
So again, I remind you, we have a choice. To take a stand, or perpetuate the hate. Go ahead. Make a choice. or Go ahead, Stand in line. A new starbucks just opened down the street.

Currently listening:
Fear of a Black Planet
By Public Enemy
Release date: 26 July, 1994

for my REAL ladies

Thursday, January 18, 2007 9:36 PM
is that your ass?

Current mood: disappointed

Ladies. now, lets think about whats going on. What am i talking about?

I'm talking about, lets take a look at how we present ourselves.

We do all this talking about how men treat us like objects, and how all these images that our younger ladies are seeing are promoting unhealthy expectations, and how beauty is only skin deep, and it's our minds and not our bodies,...,.. get it yet?

YET- we continue to post degrading pictures of ourselves, commenting on ourselves about how "sexy" we are, and don't you wish you could have this, and whatever whatever.

Would you want your little sisters ass like that on the internet? i doubt it.

Get real. Take a look at what you are representing, Who you are representing, what you are expecting in return. is it really necessary to show everyone the ass , or random other parts of your body?

how about posting pictures of the YOU that is behind all those parts.

Not too mention, how is it that individuals can go in public, or on stage, or in a book, or whatever means of media that are being presented to our younger generation, and promote self esteem, confidence, self worth... you know, like teaching these girls that they don't HAVE to live with someone who puts them down, or hits them, or talk to them like they aint shit... yet, we turn around and treat ourselves like shit? thats hypocritical.

I'm offended. you make it that much harder for those of us that actually respect ourselves, and don't feel the need to show up on the internet half naked.

yes, you say you are confident, and that you know you are beautiful- and by all means- you are. This is not to say otherwise.

However, is it a requirement that anyone who is confident with themselves, do so at the cost of their self respect?



okay, maybe this souind confusing and jumbled.

but here it is flat out.

you are beautiful. no matter what the fuck anyone says. you are beautiful if you believe it.
but if you feel the need to treat yourself like a sex object in order to feel beautiful, are you being honest with yourself?





remember who you are, who, what where, etc you represent. If you have a job, and that job is to stand up for issues, don't be part of the issue.

get it ?

keep your bedroom, in the bedroom.

who you are when you are alone, is who you are.

We've all heard the saying, "being better off for having known ___".. and thats pretty much always been my motto. I strive to live by that.. meeting people, and having them be better off for having known me. but ive come to a realization as of late. no matter what, people will always be better off having met or known someone. becuase whether it was a positive encounter, or negative, we learn something. we may not realize it at first, but really, that is the case.
People come into our lives for reasons. And it might be for a day, a week, of for years. In any case, there is a reason. they are there for us to learn something. it is up to us wether we heed to messege. Every day is a learning experiance.
A very wise friend of mine once told me the definition of integrity: who you are when you are alone, is who you are. i never quite understood the profoundness of that statement until i learned to be okay with myself, BY myself. No need for outside validation to feed my ego. my ego is homegrown, boosted by my own pursuit of happines. when we learn to feed our OWN ego's, there is no need for people to tell us that we're okay. becuase we already know it. It is then, that we can walk with our heads held high, with confindence that even if we don't get what we want, we know that we have what we need. Neccesity is key here. We dont NEED to be known as "so & so's girlfriend or boyfriend", or as "that guy, or that girl who..." ..or "so & so, from so & so." . We dont need to validate ourselves by our surroundings. Becuase no matter where you are or who you're with, THERE YOU ARE>.
This is not to say that there arent times we really need a friend to help us explain ourselves.. but we DO have the confidence to ASK FOR HELP.
So what does this all mean in the grand scheme of life? i suppose it is up to you to define for yourself, who your SELF is. Hi, I AM name is Sarah. Nice to meet you.
... nameste...