The Weight of A Giant
Imagine a weight so heavy it pushes your body to its utmost limit. Almost, bringing you to your knees. You either fall to your knees and die, or hold up this immense pressure. Survival comes at a cost of great pain. The pain unbearable, you begin to think; “is this even worth it?” You think of letting go but something inside you tells you to hold out just a little longer, someone will come to lift this weight off of your shoulders. But then no one comes. You realize with great fear that the only person who can lift this weight off of you, is you. But how? You’ve been carrying this damned weight for YEARS. It must be making you weak. You’ll give out soon. But, you don’t. You hear a cry from the distance, maybe it's a family member or loved one Your strength comes back for some reason, despite being centimeters from falling onto the ground, you gain your senses and look up. The weight wasn’t a burden. It was an enemy. It was the weight of the doubt of all those who thought small of you. Your supporters grow from the distance. You start to grow in size. In fact you grow so big; you’re bigger than the weight. You’ve grown to a size so huge that the weight of the doubt no longer stops you. You are now free, you are Giant.
This is the struggle that everyone goes through everyday. No matter the social class, race, or religion. We all go through this internal struggle that holds us back from what we could really accomplish in life. The Giantz was birthed by the idea of this battle; to be able to combat self-doubt and the doubt casted by others. We must rise up and garner enough strength to become Giant ourselves. Prior to the creation of Giantz, I was drifting around like a log in a winding river with no purpose. To stay afloat and continue along the rushing currents pushing me around, I was just a kid going with the flow hoping one day I’ll fall right where I needed to be. Through this journey I encountered so many creatives and so many inspiring dreamers who wish to help impact the world and its culture. I see their struggles of garnering an audience and support, as well as the struggle of staying afloat themselves. I would support them with my words and actions by either showing up to their events or purchasing their merchandise hoping that my support would help carry them forward. Despite the roadblocks they constantly faced, they trekked forward. This inspired me to carve my own path yet again.
(Myron - AKA Ro)
Before Giantz happened I was running another creative project that was going really well. I was young, dumb, and naive. That was my greatest asset at the time because as we all know as we get older we grow scared of the reality that could hit us. I lost that sense of blissful ignorance once that project came to an end, due to the team I had at the time breaking up. In the end, a huge shadow of doubt was cast over me and it opened up a gate for all my enemies to throw their stones of doubt as well. I was lost and scared. I began to hate myself for allowing everything to happen the way it did. I was uninspired. I forgot about my passions and I was scared to stand up again. In the midst of it all, I met Myron. Some of you may know him as “Ro.”
We met through work and just clicked. Through freestyling during and after our shifts to skating and cracking dumb jokes, we bonded so much so fast. One night, Myron, our friend Hush (shoutout to Hushush) and I were in a Costco parking lot. That’s when I first heard Myron say he wanted to start making music. That night sparked his journey into being a creative and coincidentally, it was that exact spark that refueled my fire. From that day on I was INSPIRED to create. I was REMINDED about my potential. And I was ANGERED that I gave up. It's these encounters that fuel The Giantz and what fuel myself to give Giantz life. As much as others have inspired me, I want that energy to come full circle and inspire others to live their BEST life.
Too often do I hear people say this line “I wanted to do ____________ but my family/friends thought it was stupid”. That line breaks my heart and though they say it so nonchalantly, I can always feel the regret in their voice. More often than not, I ask people why they’ve given up on their passions and their answer is always so simple: money. It is always something along the lines of either the lack of money or they can’t make enough from their passion. It’s become some sort of sad joke because we mistake passion for business and the reality is — it doesn’t always have to be that way. Whether you’re an inspiring entrepreneur, hungry creative, or tired college student, you should remember that passion is the fire that fuels our lives. Right? Without passion in our work, we are nothing but robots moving to the commands of our “masters”. A lot of people think when you chase the money you’ll find your passion. The simple reality is, if you chase your passion then the money will follow. As cheesy as all this sounds it is absolutely true. Too many times do I hear middle aged adults say that they actually didn’t want to do the job they’re doing they actually wanted to become something else. Nurses who wanted to be electricians. Retail workers who wanted to become chefs. Teachers wanting to become business owners - there are examples at every corner and in a lot of everyday lives. My goal is for you (the reader taking their time reading this messy ass blog) to not become an example of someone who should’ve, could’ve and would’ve.
Through the merchandise I will be releasing as well as the events and projects I plan to launch in the future, I hope to do three things with every move Giantz makes: inspire, remind, and anger. That is to inspire you to reach for bigger things and chase the things you want in life. To remind you that you aren’t alone and that you are much bigger than what others make you feel. And, anger your oppressors and doubters by giving you the strength to stand and prevail. Through these three things, I hope to make an impact in the community and hopefully be able to change the world. Giantz is an extension of my hopes for everyone as well as the platform I hope to give others to showcase their talents and passions. I hope you find yourself within the Giantz and I hope you’re able to find the strength to do something different with your life.
(Waikiki, Hawaii)
This blog was more or less an introduction of what’s to come. This a hello, goodbye, and fuck you all in one. This is a greeting to those who want to become Giant and a threat to all of those who continue to hold people back. Don’t fuck with the Giantz. When Giantz speak, people WILL listen. Raise your voice and stay loud. Until the next post, I hope you find yourself and I hope this has helped you. Stay Giant.