Rundy Man

Streamwood High School

Class of 2003

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Rundy Man - Class of 2003 - Streamwood High School

First Name	Rundy
Last Name	Man
Graduation Year	Class of 2003
Gender	Male
Hometown	Streamwood, Illinois
Relationship Status	Married
About Me	Parties like a rockstar, Loves like a poet, I can make you laugh like a comedian. I take risks and live rough. F*** like a champ and never says I CANT. I'm a DOer that still has dreams, An asshole when I want to be. I'm your best friend, your worst enemy, and knows the value of a dollar. I'm intelligent and street smart, witty and sarcastic. Guess you can say im your well rounded worst nightmare and don't give a shit what other people think..Just ask me. “The richest one percent of this country controls the wealth of this nation.” If you want to talk numbers, that means very few control the lives of very many. Isn’t it that way across the entire world? I have heard it said that the meek shall inherit the earth... It seems to me they already have. All they get is a mouthful of dirt to eat everyday. I say be not the meek. Do not endure great suffering in patient silence. To effect change in any place, at any time, one need only stand up and occupy a space. That is what I do every day of my life. Forces seek to deflect me, or constrict my physical presence by blocking my path or attempting to push me out of my space. I am the meek and, believe me, I will not suffer in patient silence. I will not be deflected, dismissed, constricted, or blocked. I’m gonna take up space. I’m gonna push and shove. I’m gonna dig and scrape and claw. I’m gonna scream bloody murder because that’s all I fucking know. I’m gonna kick and fight. I’m gonna stab and bite until the meek inherit more than a face full of dirt... Until the richest one percent pays back all they stole to build their castles. We don’t need permission to take up space... We don’t need them to understand us... We don’t need them to accept the way we feel... All we need to do is stand up in every sense of the word and take responsibility for our brothers. We can eclipse even the brightest of them with our looming presence. When you are opposed by a force that has resources greater than yours, what do you do? You use what you have in abundance: muscle, mental fortitude and a will of iron. That is how to defeat the cowards of the world. You fight harder, you dig deeper, you last longer. You drive yourself to beat them at their own game. Spirituality lives in me, moves through me in waves of heightened mental awareness and a conjuring in me of the emotions that propel me to fight. My spirit is forever bonded to the earth I live on, the streets I’ve walked down and steel in my hands. I do all the things I know will bring me to glory. I hold on to the feeling of sheer power and I will take up enough space in this world to cast a shadow bigger than all my enemies. I fight for the kids on the corner. I fight for the ones who never made it. I fight for the people the world has given up on and I fight for the ones who haven’t been born yet. I want them to have the courage to occupy a space in this world and live their lives on their own terms. When all is said and done after many days of fighting you become enriched with power and revered by your friends and enemies alike. You will owe thanks to no one because you ha...(read more)