A Girl in the World & the World in a Girl…

And so she said it… she admitted it:
“I always battle with how much do I reveal about myself.
How do I stay current? How do I stay soulful? I felt like I had
been so commercially successful but it wasn’t enough.
It’s something really stressful about having to keep up with that?


I’m going to get spiritual and deep for a second (before I go deeper and worldly),
by saying what I truly feel about the nature of “relevancy:”
Generally speaking, if you can part the crevices of your brain to part your
mouth to say that any human being living, breathing and walking God’s green earth is
insignificant or irrelevant; you are in dire need of a huge (and humiliating) piece
of humble pie. Because everybody in this world plays an essential part in it that too,
makes up this world and universe that we all share. If everything was for everybody
(at the same damned or blessed time), there would be nobody. And as we accept (and honor)
that there are geese and gander, Indians and Chiefs, and statues and pigeons that often
times are interchangeable (by choice, situation or circumstance) only then are we truly
humble and can respect the fact that every human being is relevant–but significant
at varying times (and situation or person-depending) sometimes, significant forever
e.g: game-changing, rule-changing, law-changing, rights-changing, life-changing.
(You get the idea)…

Rarely are things so general and “black and white” anymore (you can attest to that by having
your own choice in deciding whether you chose to use the word “current,” or “relevant”)
but the fact of the matter is that in another world: the world of industry; relevancy,
significance (or “staying current”) has a whole other importance all its own.
SOME PEOPLE’S LIVELIHOOD depends on it-regardless how relevant
[I still say they are]…as we allare, generally speaking.

Pump your breaks for a second.

As a writer who publishes (to the public), because I’ve found that so many people are so sensitive
and quick to not weigh out anything past what completely pacifies, serves, or patronizes them

before I throw up on you-my thinking behind the nature of relevancy and significance; I feel that I have to explain
to you: my thinking, and a little bit about my writing, which will better help
you understand this essay as you read on (and prepare you for when I go “in”):

I, Angela Sherice, am a published author and realwriter of books/novels, short stories,
I write songs, blogs, poems, essays and on published (blog) articles.
And too, I am a journalist who writes (two different things).

Know that a real journalist has to be trained to think (and write)
like a real journalist (just like a real doctor or surgeon
has to be trained to practice medicine). In real journalism writing, there are
rules and secrets that you have to pay an institution in order
to know. It’s nothing you can just pick up with experience, practice, and time.

The secrets and rules are much bigger than just having the ability to write
(a book/novel, short story, song, blog, poem, essay and article).
When you are a real journalist (studying/having studied journalism only
brought to you by way of an institution); you will find that your ability to
form, edit, finagle and dazzle, or your creative prose, writing talent, skills and abilities
doesn’t even matter and holds no weight in the field of journalism.

Journalism knows that throughout your training, once you learn the laws, secrets, regulations,
and rules of the field as well as the journalist’s bible:
(APA versus MLA journalism’s grammar and style) like back of your hand in ways that a pastor
(should know) the religious bible; when you have had it drilled through your head enough that your:
• honesty

• objectivity

• aversion to cowardice

• aloofness and indifference to scorn and contempt


your personal feelings
…is what will pay you 80k a year to sit and write mere 800 to 1200-word articles 2-10 times a day.
And it’s not going to come easy and with creative writing know-how, you will definitely
learn the importance of what straight-shot, straight-shooting honesty, objectivity and the importance
of aversion to cowardice, and aloofness and indifference to scorn is to YOUR OWN LIVELIHOOD.

In considering that:
• A writer who too, is a real journalist will know how to write a journalist-styled article
(regardless how creative you may or may not be).

• A writer who too, is a real journalist will know that having not knowing the secrets
and rules of journalism can (and will cost you your 80k a year job).

• A writer who too, is a real journalist will learn that someone else’s ability to
form, edit, finagle and dazzle, or their creative prose, writing talent, skills and abilities holds
no weight and competition to true journalism writing.

• A writer who too, is a real journalist will learn that in the world of journalism, your:
Honesty, Objectivity, Aversion to Cowardice, and Aloofness and Indifference to Scorn is what will keep food on your table.
not your personal feelings about the person/subject (and not to whom the article may be about)’s personal feelings, either.

It is for the readers who will always outnumber the subject and outnumber the writer
(and the weight that both their personal feelings may carry). So if it’s not for a book or creative piece of writing,
the reader has to be respected and given a journalist-styled essay or article that is completely objective
(regardless how decorated, sexy and pretty it may make the subject look, and/or as well: how upset it may
make the subject feel)-just the same.

It’s kind of like writing-like-thinking-like-a-lawyer: Dealing with facts, in objectivity, [but/except]
with unbiased honesty to the addition (or expense) of whomever it may ruffle, offend
(or even celebrate)-it’s all one in the same thing (with a journalist).

This form a writing is not a business for cowards and equally/as well, not a business for the interjection
of the writer’s personal feelings if the writer wants to be trusted by the millions of people for knowing
that what you are bringing them is straight-up, unbiased honesty
(even to their agreement or disagreement, too).

As a writer who wishes to encompass all (that pays for my living) and entails all that which is necessary
to become a “whole” writer; in order to have an edge over the all the rest
(in order to have significance and to be necessary); I have to pay for, and learn, and rely on more
than just my being able write a book/novel, short story, song, blog, poem, essay and article. I have to pay
for, and learn, and rely on more than my natural ability to form, edit, finagle and dazzle my readers,
my creative prose, writing talent, skills and abilities-in order to be a beast and a force to be reckoned
with in this writing game. In order for me to do so my relevancy is to “stay current” on current events,
stories, situations, lifestyles, and people-my body of work, versus [it being necessary] that I show my self
or my body in order to promote or sell my work or agenda. But as we roll (and role)…with the change in times,
(for some) what’s unnecessary becomes “necessary” [so we feel, are seeing, and are experiencing]…

So in preparing you for a blog/essay with a title like:
Under the Guise of Staying “Current”: The Pressure Cooker of Industry and In-the-Street Relevancy & Significance
know this about me-Angela Sherice:
• If you want my subjectivity, personal emotions,
go buy my fiction books. I narrate them from my voice, my thoughts and my feelings.

• If you want my objectivity based upon experiences of my own, experiences of
others that I’ve observed and/or that which may be factual, truth, tried and tested;
go buy my nonfiction books.

• If you want to know my metaphysical thinking and a feeling,
go buy my astrology/personology books

• If you want to know what’s on my mind or on my heart,
feel free to peep into my social media sites like: Twitter and Facebook

• If you want to know what’s going on in my personal life,you just have to know me
personally-have (current) communication and access to me by personal phone and home

• If you want to stay abreast all things Angela Sherice, go to my website 24/7/365

• But if you want to get a dose of my complete and utter unbiased, honesty and objectivity
stick with my essay writing on my blog, or anywhere else online where I comment or write articles

Having explained all that, as a writer, I see things in ways that the average person does not.
I have to, in order for me to be able to deliver a story [to that average person] in ways that
helps them see what they missed, or even to agree (or disagree), but walk away having had something
new to think about or feel about. As a writer, that’s my only goal (and pretense).

As feeling person, I can easily blame my years of studying psychology and philosophy on
my “thinking” in ways that the average person would consider “overthinking”
(where I would consider that average person an “underthinker” in ways and areas that will be most
advantageous and beneficial for the greater later).

I cannot blame my “thinking” solely on that which I’ve studied (at institutions), because I was a
person—a human being-a feeling being; an observant, thinking, and feeling child, teenager,
and young adult way before I paid an institution to train me
how to and how to utilize
“thinking” in ways that somebody who did not pay-cannot.

angie_10thgradeAs it pertains to this essay and subject of trend, relevancy and significance in the name of
“staying current,” all my life (child-teenager-young adult, well before being “institutionalized”)
when I was met with “trend” and all things trendy, I never fell right in to it, or followed
“crowd” no matter how fun or exciting it seemed-ever. For that, I am going to blame it on the fact that
during some of the most impressionable years of my life (4 through 11 grades), I attended a school where everything
we learned about our gifts, or talent; yes, we were classically trained in but in addition (and more importantly),
what we did as individuals and how we were individually was respected and honored
myex_and friends_seniorclowning_and fun_funtimes(rather than sneered and laughed at). Monday through Friday 8:00 a.m through 3:40 p.m.,
we weren’t slaves to “trend” (despite what life was like for us at home and after those hours).

angie_senioryearhighschoolIt wasn’t until I became a senior in high school when I had to switch to a new way of life,
“brand of schooling” and socializing where being a slave to trend was transparent and apparent
magnified in that one school year than my school years: 4 to 11-free of [slaves to it] never was.
Everybody walked alike, talked alike, used the same slang, wore the same styles of clothes, liked,
and did the same things (through my eyes) like a platoon or marching band in unison-a stark raving
culture-shock of sorts [for me]. Individuality was frowned upon, sneered at, and even outcast and obvious.

th (1)So when it comes to trend and relevancy (versus significance) in the name of “staying current,”
I can clearly see the difference in someone truly grasping and being comfortable with being “different”
and free from trite and trend, versus the only “different” [their] being comfortable with is merely singing
the hook from a 2Chains song called: “I’m different.”
It’s not about looking stupid by just trying to be different.
It’s not about purposely standing on the sidelines for the sole purpose of being rebellious
(without any purpose other than to just “be different.”)
Let’s be real. Not everyone is “different,” that’s why trend is so great and overwhelming.
The majority of people of the world (especially in industries) are comfortable being apart of
the majority because it makes them feel like they are apart of something or have some purpose.
Then there are some of people of the world who still feel purposeful, without being slaves to,
and overwhelmed by trend so much so that they lose their own identity while trying to fit and stay in.

Let’s rephrase the trite, tired, and most-untried: “Step outside the box.”
How about we say it a ‘different’ way that’ll maybe make you feel it, see it, and perhaps want to try it:
“Don’t be afraid to step outside of everyone else’s box…”

I have a keen eye for trend just as much as I have a keen eye [not so much as against it] but rather,
a keen eye for ways from it in order to be able to establish an individual way-
away from the mundane (but seemingly exciting) majority…but still be able to swim with the current if
necessary-for however long [necessary]. Because of that (and all above that I just explained)-as well-I
have a keen eye for when swimming with the current in the name of staying relevant has gone too far off
into the deep end, too…

In the land of titles and labels, a person’s label or title is not as important as he is a human being of,
or to mankind-first (because like I stated in the beginning); all human beings are one in the same and
relevant in what makes this world go ‘round.

But…in the land of significance (by definition: something signified, with meaning and suggestiveness),
labels and titles are indeed important, because in a world that goes and round and around, it establishes our
uniqueness, our hard work, and/or our contribution to society and the world around us.

No matter your spiritual subscription, if you are apart of this society and world that we live in and your
lights are on (in that you are not living off the land in a third-world country), you cannot be in denial that
we all have labels and titles that we all adhere to, answer to, admire, go by, ascribe to, and respect.
If you are in denial and discount any of that to be true (and you are of and apart this Western civilization),
it is only for one of two reasons: Your money is probably affording your lifestyle and living by way of
others (who do have a label or title), or you have purposely, by some unfortunate circumstance
or decision; fallen out of the world’s rat-race and elected not to apply yourself to discover and live through,
for, or off of your own uniqueness.

We have a:
World-(people in general, mankind, human affairs, organizations, institutions etc.)

Society-(voluntary associations of person for common ends, a community bound together
by common interests and standards set by groups of people)

Industry-(branches of manufacturing, business, crafts, or arts that employ large personnel
and capital, a distinct group of productive enterprises manufacturing activity as a “whole”)

dr_dre_detoxIn the industry, titles/labels mean everything (especially for the people who’ve earned them or are branded by
way of them). The flip side to that is that as an “industry,” people can (and do) claim any title and label
they wish to. We have DJ’s and producers who are “Dr.’s” whereas a real Dr. (who trained to be doctor)
may very well have a problem with that. kendrick-lamar-dr-dre But a DJ or producer may very well feel that he “does surgery” on the
music he produces and spins. So he brands himself as a “Dr.”

spinderella (1)Real DJ’s (who worked, showed and proved over the years while professing the craft),
openly express their displeasure with th (1)dj-solange4321singers turned DJ’s overnight when the clock strikes 12.

The entertainment industry (once a closed, but slightly cracked-open door) is now wide-open since the age of the Internet.
The Internet itself is its own stand-alone “industry” of sorts. Since its invention, everybody’s a “rockstar” now.

aerosmith-steven-tyler_26Years ago, the “rockstar” title was owned by real rockstars that looked like Jagger and Steven Tyler/Aerosmith;
with a guitar in their hands, strumming many-a-girls’ dreams with their fingers. Today, you are a “rockstar” in the field
of whatever it is you do (if you, or someone else) feels you do it well.

8800112Stripping, a profession that’s been in business since way before the wide-open doors of the entertainment industry,
were merely strippers in a nightclub, bar or tavern.
Now, strippers feel they are rockstars on the level of Beyonce and the like.

wordle-infoaccess_20080725-51Bloggers and writers who write online music or entertainment news are referring to themselves as “journalists.”

terry-kennedy-skateboardProfessional skateboard competitors now have to make room for 011012-music-rappers-who-skateboard-pharrellmusic (rockstar) skateboard novices.

Clive Davis Pre-Grammy Party - ShowArtists (like rappers or singers) Rappersare referred to as “musicians.”

musicYears ago, a musician was a real musician who literally wrote music with the funny symbols-music scores,
but especially-played an instrument. That is what a “musician” is (well-was)…

doorway_to_heavenBefore the wide-open doors, the entertainment industry (arts-music and acting for example), had a basic formula for
its artists who made it through: Change your number, change your address, change your friends, limit your family,
life as you once knew it is no longer. Revamp your look, change your image, talk and walk, “don’t stop for everyone-real
plastic but [you’ll] still have fun
.” That created an illusion and air of mystery about the celebrity that gave off the
illusion of just what it was that sold them to their fans and the public.

ne-yos-screaming-fans~s600x600Screaming fans once run amok in ways that [although they do today], they scream a lil’ differently now.
Because once the moment is over; they just get online and follow these celebs/(rockstars) all around the world
in real-time. They don’t have to wait (or pay) to see them next year; they get access to them for free.

Now, with the doors wide open and those same fans having direct access to them, the mystery is gone-the
illusion is no more. Those same fans too, are able to brand themselves and give themselves any label or
title they wish to, too-and make (or disillusion) themselves feel that they too are celebrities (and rockstars),
despite the few and far between ones that may still beg to be followed or friended on social media or they’ll
kill themselves.

For the most part, they are too busy branding, doing, and being rockstars themselves. Their loyalty is not as
consistent or strong as it was before the opened industry doors and they are singing their own tune now:
“Anything you can do, I can do better. I can do anything better than you.

These wide-open doors + this celebrity/rockstar unveiling of sorts, has removed that buffer of illusion that
once earned them job security (for being revered and untouchable). And the industry by which they are employed
has not comprised a new manual or locked its doors to help bring that “old thang back” for them, either.

ball-drop-nycThe industry dropped the ball.

Equation.1.aBut it found a way to increase its capital by employing and embracing various acts of
people (creative and otherwise) still, but without re-vamping its formula for many of its artists
(in the nature and land of remaining relevant)-leaving the artists (especially the women in it),
out to fend for themselves. So now, their management and machines are working overtime thinking of ways
to keep their clients relevant in ways that which unfortunately, mostly have nothing to do with
their body of work but rather: their bodies (and various other stunts revolving around sex or in
the nature of sex put in front of their work to work for them-in order to sell their work).

When an industry has found a way to stay in business and make billions by leaving the doors wide open for
mediocrity and fuckery, for people with zero training, struggle, or having sacrificed and lost anything while on
route to fruition of their dreams but instead (an exchange), are willing to stand on their heads for fame and be
paid way less than what it would cost to pay an artist/entertainer; it will create severe overcrowding to the point
where the circus acts (which are less costly to produce and pay) will stand at the forefront to serve as the
“entertainment.” This kind of overcrowding forces those who are trained and sacrificed, and fought their way to
their craft will (now) have to fight to maintain relevancy. And often times, that fight for relevancy would require
they “stand on their heads,” too.
Their hustle is now harder.

Slowly but damned sure slowly, whatever your talent and skills are, they will be put on the backburner, and mediocrity
is going to win big time (whether you like it or want to believe it or not).

Not only is it a trend of, and cheaper to produce by the industry, but it is also a trend that is embraced by millions
aspiring and subscribing to the same way in order to have, and be [rich and famous]. It’s gone viral like a virus for
which the only cure is in the hands of the industry and the Internet industry, both, whom are making billions by way of
it-so they are not going to pull any plugs, or close any doors [not just anytime soon] but ever. You are just going to
have to work around it and find other ways to stay relevant if you haven’t found a way to be significant. The door to
relevancy has been kicked down, occupied and overcrowded by the majority of winning fields of mediocrity.
Now everyone is as relevant as the common cold.

Your fight is harder when you’re smarter, or where (once upon a time) your talent and skills are what got you into
that (once) closed now wide-open door, now, you’re too much work and slowly becoming a liability of sorts.
Right now (and through to the extremely outlandish industry circus acts begin in the near future), your smarts,
your talent and your skills are a nuisance (because they need you numb and dumb now)-they have to put you on the
back burner because the industry makes more money with people untrained yet, willing to do far more than you in
order to be rich and famous. People who will have the nerve to post all down their social media pages
repeatedly [like a bad case of Tourettes]: “Hard works pays off,” not even knowing that what they feel was
“hard work” was merely the fight to beat the millions through the wide-open doors of mediocrity Tom Foolery.
They have zero a concept and understanding that all the “hard work” was what occurred while training, on route too,
sacrificing, and losing while pursuing and chasing the dream; something a slide-through on an wide-open door
could never comprehend and relate to.

So what do you do with all that?
In the land of maintaining industry relevance amongst all the overcrowding, you work around it as best you can.

Take for example, Beyonce’s Machine.

Once upon a time, I used get highly annoyed with the Beyonce’s Machine-how she would peek out with these
Diary of Anne Frank-type letters written to, for, or about something or someone currently in the news.
With the exception of if she had a CD or single out that she was either promoting or winning an award from;
it was like she spent all these years methodically ordering her steps up-up-up and away from the public and
all of a sudden, would only touch down like some force of nature to publicly letter-write or collaborate
with whomever was hot, (like Lady Gaga, Shakira, Alicia Keys etc.,). Either that, or it would be printed
somewhere that she was interested in collaborating with whomever was the New What’s Happening
(that she hadn’t gotten around to yet). I believe Adele was next up to Beyonce’s Machine’s bat.

When singer, Miguel got on the scene and it was reported that she wanted to collaborate with him-that was
like the last straw for me. It, to me, was becoming a kind royal presumptuousness or some kind of creative
masturbation of sorts-where, even if she had no project out to promote or place to appear, her Machine seemed
to play the back; waiting in the wings for the next New What’s Happening and send Beyonce out the gate for
the creative master bait like a highly decorated prestige and honor and stripe of being chosen for the next
Oprah Book Club selection–knowing the writer (rockstar) would gladly accept the offer.

Initially, it annoyed me. I used to suck my teeth.

But as a writer [and human being-first], no matter what I impulsively feel, I try and put my instant judgment
and thought about a person (or situation) aside and look at it from all four corners.

Having being well-versed with above-average understanding of the industry than does some screaming fan, that one
side of me considered that for years, I had been impressed with the fact that Beyonce managed to stay relevant all
these years even since Destiny’s Child disbanded and with what seemed like no years off, excelling and remaining
relevant (without having to take her clothes off) or jumping on the newly-evolved social media bandwagon and having
voluntarily lifted the veil of her mystery, but still being able to maintain relevancy despite all that.

JLO-jennifer-lopez-19228155-1280-960JLo’s another one.
Me and girlfriend of mine (a working actor in New York) had a secret bounty on her body for
what seemed like forever. We counted down the years that she too, has maintained relevancy without
having to take her clothes off and thus far, she’s been winning. Sure, I tried via many-a-dresses
and magazine covers. I tried. I tell my girlfriend: “The Robert Cavalli notorious green dress though!”
Friend: “Bzz. Sorry. That’s ‘fashion!’ ”
JLo is simply winning in how to play the game of maintaining relevancy (without playing and emptying herself-out).

In my eyes, considering Beyonce’s routinely disappearing into oblivion but managing to stay relevant without having to take
her clothes off, she had a one-up over JLo because (for years) she kept herself from the mess and cesspool of the
social media swamp: clothed, so I rested my guns on being annoyed with the creative master bait and handed her Machine
the award for creative genius business moves in the name of maintaining relevancy.

Then low and behold, and about a month after my understanding, the losing “Price is Right” sound-bite sounded off:
GQ-Unveils-Beyonces-cover…Beyonce was in her drawers
with her tittys hanging visibly underneath a barely there t-shirt on the cover of a GQ magazine in a way
like never before in her entire career.

I’m a fair writer and journalist.
I am human. So I understood, especially after Beyonce’s honesty in expressing that even she, too, feels
the pressure [his her words] to: “stay current,” in the industry. I felt she articulated her point perfectly
and in my opinion; (especially considering her celebrity and consistent industry relevancy)…it was a big
step, decision, and some honesty for your ass.

In her words [and I quote]:
I always battle with how much do I reveal about myself. How do I stay current? How do I stay soulful?
I felt like I had been so commercially successful but it wasn’t enough. It’s something really stressful
about having to keep up with that?
[end quote]

In those few words, she articulated what countless other people in the industry do not even take the time to
consider before impulsively and publicly saying or doing [rash, crass, and brazenly stupid things] that
tend to make them look desperate for industry relevancy altogether.

Often times when you take a step back and consider and think through why you make certain moves,
you make better moves (than the majority).

In considering her talent, longevity, work ethic, and career’s success path; anyone in the same field as
she-if they were smart/had a smart machine themselves-Beyonce’s Machine should have always been a “compass”
and one to watch, despite the fact that they may, or may not be at the level of her celebrity and could make
the moves she’s made over the years. So in considering the meticulous methodical moves her Machine makes before
sending her out the gate, they had to feel that putting her in her drawers on the cover of a major
magazine was: “dire-very-necessary.”

It’s real in the field, Yo.

When it comes down to those numbers; the payroll (entourages, glam-squads, legal and creative machines and friends
and family) and others with families and mouths to feed–all having to rely on you, it’s probably a whole other
land of the unfamiliar that people like myself and anybody on the outside looking in would probably never be able to understand.

Sure, it’s easy to lack empathy and argue how unnecessary it [was] to take on some expenses that many of them could
have done without and still been glamorous. But (for those who were relevant and smooth sailing long before the
Internet explosion hit and the industry opened it’s doors so wide-open), who knew that so many
talented and worthy + untalented and less-worthy people of the world would all be able to play on the same playing
field and that mediocrity, Tom Foolery and fuckery would be winning?

It’s real in the field, Yo.

normal_womhealth_001About a month prior to being forced-fed Beyonce in her drawers, there was Kerry Washington in hers, (too).

On impulse, I was thoroughly confused-especially considering the fact that she has a starring
role on one of the highest Nielsen rated shows on television, rolling into its second season.
In addition to that, her career resume is extensive with about the only role remotely close to it
being not too far off from her posing in a magazine in her drawers would have been the movie with
Chris Rock called: “I Think I Love My Wife,” where she played an old lover of his that had come back
into his life trying to seduce him.
All things considered, the Internet industry (social media etc), and the entertainment industries doors
weren’t wide-open then, so I guess there was no reason to promote Kerry (or the movie) by having her pose
in her drawers, then. A pair of boy shorts on her on that cover would have been just as sexy, but I guess
the art director, photographer’s eyes or her handlers saw things necessary from a lens that even I still
can’t comprehend.

It’s real in the field, Yo.

Ximg667Hey, I’m no hypocrite. On my MySpace (early 2009/2010), I was over there in my drawers too…playing the game (‘cause I know the game). Jimg663
Before that, I sat over there “networking”
at a snails pace but when I put on my drawers, I hit some silly little MySpace
hottest girls/sexiest list with a note sent to me asking my
permission that I be okay with it and then my “networking” morphed speeds unexplainable
but all which had little to do with my work and agenda).
Hey…but I was “relevant” for a while! *cheesy smile and thumb up* *eye roll in head*Eimg705
Knowing the game, I may do a little bit of what’s necessary to wheel you in, but that’s not what I’m going to do to
keep you…I’m more concerned about my significance than I am temporary relevance and bullshit.
I have no entourage, legal/creative team, and glam-squad;
Bimg681so I took my pics down because it just wasn’t “necessary” (for me).
I write, my words are (supposed to be) my “image.”
You want sex, love, or something new, different and refreshing—something relevant + significant?
Crack open my books and I’ll take your mind to places you’ve never-ever been, or let us be fortunate
enough to allow me the pleasure of wanting to know and love you personally, and have you know
and love me (personally).

As a writer it is my job to disarm you-disrobe you, and unclothe myself via my words (for you)
in a scene in a book, or an entire book authored by me. Where and how I get naked or open my personal
self and world up is for people who I know I will always be “relevant” and significant to.
What I do (my craft, my art) doesn’t require that I be naked (for the world—just to be the kind of relevant
that only lasts until the next person comes along and does the same thing)…

My relevancy is in the fact that I write about relevant subjects and relevant subject matter that never
“goes out of style” (or until the next New What’s Happening comes along). How I flow, finagle the feel
and thickness in my words to tell a story, or how I teach and share my formula about a thing is all my own.
No one, I repeat: No one willing to stand on their head (or even work hard) can duplicate that,
therefore, I will always be “significant.”

You get where I’m going (the difference between relevancy -v- significance, and what’s done to secure it and keep it)?

It’s real ON the field, Yo.

In this day and age, it’s a whole new ballgame. And we’re playing baseball with hockey rules without
a good remedy on how to actually win amongst all the players on the same, leveled playing field (but we’ll have some answers by this essay’s end)…

Until then, I (and you) will be understanding, and in following the Beyonce Machine’s compass,
now Kerry (and Beyonce) get a pass-because I guess it’s all a certain kind of necessary that on the outside
looking in; when it boils down to those numbers, entourages, and payroll what has to be done in order to
stay relevant (or “stay current”)…it’s just an industry kind of something that I won’t even understand, I guess.

Because there’s: Industry.

And there’s: In-The-Streets.

drakeSo in getting down to some Industry and In-the Streets business (with regard to trend and “relevancy”),
let’s take other artists in the industry like Drakeness (a male) for example. In talking about “trend” made
“relevant”…you see…because he took it to a whole new level where like, the Beyonce’s Machine had a strategy that
I referred to as “creative masturbation;” the strategy and level that Drakeness took it to (in comparison) can be
referred to as a different kind of creative masturbation as well-that from 2008 to date: 2013, the streets
probably thought was set by him, but it wasn’t [set by him, he just took it to another level].

Somewhere in between the year of 2002-2003 (before the entertainment industry opened its doors wide-open,
and the Internet industry made various way for us to plug in real-time), Big Boi of the group “Outcast”
came out with this video for a song called: “I Like The Way You Move.”
And in this video, in the beginning and at the very end, there was this big statuesque woman in it that had this big gigantic bottom and boobs.

(We’ll get back to all of that in a sec)…

Let’s make something very clear, first.
Women (especially with any drop of “Black”/African-American decent) have had big bottoms since
the beginning of time. But because it was objectified and seen as something to be revolted by, it was
secretly considered to be repulsive or pornographic at best (no matter how firm and round).
Not even Sir-Mix-A Lot’s: “Baby Got Back”
(with all its intended purposes) made it feel okay and comfortable with being well-endowed at the backside. It being a
fun song for the backside anthem couldn’t even cut the repulsion, judgment and sneers of having one-nothing seemed to
work for the girl walking around with one-nothing.

ang97This was me in ’97.

I used to look forward to fall and winter just so I could wear a coat to cover my backside up.
Because back even back then, a big bottom was a shocking sight to see (as compared to it
being “relevant” and “trendy” today).

ang97akilthereelphotoThis was me after my friend (the guy that took the picture) was giggling and saying:
“Angie why is your butt so big? Can I just snap one picture right now of you,
right-there leaving?” …and I threw my coat back to catch him off-guard, but he caught the picture
(so we later found out). The joke was, when he brought the pictures over to me, we laughed about
how quick he was with the camera, and he got the shot anyways.

At any rate.
If you remember like in ‘99/2000 when JLo’s career really took off, throughout the entertainment
industry, her backside became so relevantly commercialized, that it was as if that was the first time the
entire world had ever seen or heard “tail” of a woman having a big backside.

“Industry” spills into the streets…especially back then-in 2000. Because (for entertainment)
all eyes were on them (people in the entertainment industry) versus how it is today
(the way we can plug in and do our own thing and be our own JLo’s)…

So in that regard, JLo (unintentionally) set a trend that made women like me (who were somewhat self-conscious
for having one all our lives), a little more comfortable with raising our coats and jackets up a bit higher
because by then, it became more “accepted,” and as repulsive or sneered it had gotten for you was it being said:
“Ew she’s got a big-ole JLo booty,” (no matter how much bigger your butt was) the precedent was set at “JLo Booty,”
period, sneered or revered.

Fine, we’ll take that and run with it. However we could find a way with not having to run and hide from the natural shape
of our own bodies, I was okay with it-regardless of whomever/by way of, Regardless the fact that we knew it became okay
in-the-street because industry set the precedent for it to be. In-the-street mimics industry.

Surgeons look at their work as a form of art like “Dr. Dre” looks at his work as doing surgery on music
(like I explained above…fair exchange is no robbery).

So with the JLo explosion, people were running to (licensed) surgeons in search of getting asses “like JLo.”

But when Big Boi’s video hit the scene, (unbeknownst to JLo) it took the spotlight off her
and an underground “industry” within the “industry” began; leaking its way in[to] the streets,
and a trend of a phenomenon was birthed, begin date: 2004.

unclelukeBecause Uncle Luke and countless other club owners
the world-over stopped accepting physically average strippers and wanted as close to
perfection as he could get. The streets had to find a way to get it done. So it did.

Just like Jesus was a carpenter, “in the streets” is filled with blessed carpenters, too.
Everything you can do (and afford) in the industry, a way will be found in the street.
And so that way was found…

With no care or concern about how the new breasts would look in comparison to the thickness
of the arm, or how the new hips and buttocks would look in comparison to the size of the thighs,
they just threw ‘em on and sat ‘em there, very few fit perfectly (with the thickness of the arm and thighs).
It was like an underworld all their own. The physical exaggerations were astonishing. Lean, thin, skinny,
and barely-there women, and women with bee-stings for breasts, with 4-foot ten, ninety-five to one hundred
twenty five pound frames went from looking like six-o’clock, to hour-glasses, size sixteenwillingly,
they wanted big bodies: breasts, and/or hips and backsides that you once ran for cover to hide in a
coat became a relevant trend. And with, so did “You” (in the industry, but especially in the streets).

Licensed surgeons got word of the underground backside back-shots competition and began to put liposuction
on sale to hit those corners in the front, torso and back—to smooth out the hour-glass: The underground,
in the street stars were born.

♯ ♪ ♮ ♫ ♪ ♭ ♫ “Tell Uncle Luke I’m out in Miami too.” ♯ ♪ ♮ ♫ ♪ ♭ ♫

By 2008/2009; in walks some new cat in to the industry scene going by a name called “Drake.”
He took the torch from Big Boi as if Big Boi’s contribution and credit to the culture never
was-by taking it to a whole new level where, if Big Boi and any other industry cats dipped off
with these dames, Drakeness made it no secret that if they (the industry dudes) didn’t, she
(the dame) will, and well, he did…and so began his own brand of “creative masturbation” that
set the industry and the underground in the street a new high (and standard).

Drakeness’ timing (and strategy) was perfect. You see, where before him, you may have heard
tell of these industry dudes dipping off with these video vixens, and strippers and such;
but you didn’t actually see it. The Internet hadn’t opened itself up to the world like that (then),
so the dames had no outlet to tell or confirm it, so you just didn’t know if the rumors were true
unless the dame did something extremely grimey and desperate and it made the news.

When Drakeness got on the scene, he openly dipped with them, made them video vixens, got photo’d
with them-so much so that it all attached itself to his image like a magnet. Because of,
he became the hottest thing poppin,’ in the industry. Luckily he had twice the hottest in his music,
all of which everybody could relate to it was a universal windstorm and his good looks and talent
could not be denied. So with all that attached to his persona, that made him a force to be reckoned
with-then everybody wanted [to get on] a record with him.

It was genius-all of it.

In every way, he did what pretty much every artist has a rap line saying in some mixtape never
heard or out: “[I’m gonna] change the game.” Drake really did do that.
Had Big Boi or any other rapper (back then) would have tried this same strategy, it would not
have worked for them like it’s worked for Drakeness, because now that the Internet is wide-open,
these same dames are “branding” themselves in dramatic cases of show and tell in order to stretch
their fifteen minutes of fame while in the process-working for him [it is].

No harm, no foul for anybody.

As an artist, Drake’s brand of “creative masturbation” doesn’t make him any more an opportunist
than Beyonce’s Machine’s brand of “creative masturbation:” (tapping the hottest or up and coming
artist out, to do a collaborative effort with).

An “opportunist” is someone who sees something they want, or sees an opportunity in something
they can gain from you yet, has nothing that would be of benefit or opportunity
for you, so, they are not opportunists, they seize good opportunities that could work
quite well in the long run in the land of-not just maintaining relevancy-but solidifying
significance; the greater later (that really matters).

In this day and time especially, whatever you do to keep up with (and do just like everyone else)
it only grants a temporary kind of relevancy that you have to keep chasing and fighting through
the crowd to maintain-sometimes to the point of making yourself look desperate, especially if
(like I explained in the “I’m different” passage up top), it’s no different than what everyone else is
doing and it’s not your own signature template. That creates “significance.”

Both Drake’s and Beyonce’s Machines brand of the creative master bait affords everybody
involved to, too, increase their own popularity and income (just the same), those are examples
of the unusual-the untypical (signature moves).

So, instead of sucking my teeth at Beyonce’s strategy all these years, I began to understand (when, as a writer/journalist) looking at the
big picture from all four corners (versus my personal judgment)…

As an artist, in order to not just “be relevant,” but to be significant; you have to be creative outside of your craft [in ways that what might be normal for you]
but to the disapproval, judgment, and scorn of other people. Everybody’s not going to understand you, share your enthusiasm, or see your vision…

Just as I originally disregarded The Beyonce Machine’s brand of the creative master bait as something too
regal, royal, assuming, and presumptuous; some people in the industry and in the street disregard Mr. Drake’s
fascination with the late Aaliyah (RIP) as something out of this world and way over too many of our head to
comprehend as anything less than normal. But in thinking in four corner’s (like I did with Beyonce)…I can’t
question his true sincerity and interest in writing the songs in her memory any more than The Beyonce Machine’s
true sincerity and interest is in the artists that she has already, and wishes to collaborate with who (although may be alive)
still just so happens to be hot and The New What’s Happening.

Hey, I wrote the book on Scorpio Scorpio_page174and all other 11 signs of the zodiac and could quite easily lend my understanding
to the [astrological belief] that all Scorpio all have a dark side in which death (to them) is “life” and
regeneration-they’re not as put off by it as the rest of us. scorpio_page175They can be dark, intense, cold and out of this world as,
Pluto (the planet the farther in distance from the sun) is Scorpio’s planet.

In trying to make light of what we may not see, it can go on and on.

So whether it be it with Beyonce or Mr. Drake, I rest my guns [on what it is we may not understand, but judge]
in the industry, or out here in the street…

Any rate.

The facts of all these matters are these things:

The entertainment industry is never-ever going to be the way it was, and its doors are
going to remain wide open for any circus act or person willing to stand on its head the longest for
fame and riches-especially for nothing [doing, or having done].

The Internet industry is never going to pull its plug away from civilian life and put it back into
the hands of the military specifically-ever again-so many people that did not have to work, show,
and prove in order to get through doors that were once closed, now only have to press “log in” to get in.

In a world where upon glance and instant gratification, nothing’s left to the imagination, and because of,
less of our very own imaginations, too, will be used (if we’re not conscious of it).

Have fun. Live a little…no-live a lot, but still pay attention what’s going on around you.
You can play the game, but to be on top of you, you do have to be on top of what’s
going on around you.

The numbers and the verbiage that you log onto and involve yourself in every single day
(if you’re not built for it or got a weak mind and not on top of it) will do a number on your
self-esteem and confidence-meanwhile many other numbers (the You Tubes, Twitters, Facebooks etc.
that you can buy to make yourself look important) is all a subconscious psychology being played
on many hearts, minds and lives that don’t even understand.

For millions of people, the way that we socialize is the most grandiose life and attention in
life they have ever gotten. And while (speaking from an understanding heart) that may be good for a
temporary kind of self-esteem booster; a lot of that verbiage that we read and take heed
(about “who I am,” “what I got,” “what I do” and “what I can do for, or better than you”)
may, or may not even be true.

But every single day that we are participants of it (but not conscious of the psychology behind it all),
we collect: joy, anger, bitterness, hurt, envy, hatred, pain, but for many… nobody has to know the real
deal (about how we’re feeling, thinking, doing or being) once we log off.

In being on top of it (and aware), you have to look at this matrix a little bit like “The Wiz,” where
towards the end, all this time Dorothy (played Diana Ross) and her friends where on this long excursion
and being lead by this big shiny powerful voice and force while in search of:
{courage} for the lion
a {heart} for the tin man
a {brain} for the scarecrow
a return {home} for Dorothy and Toto.
But when they finally found the Wiz (played by Richard Pryor) he was no more than a scrawny man in his pajamas;
screaming, commanding, luring, and leading from behind a big silver mask sleeping in a cold warehouse on a cot.

Have courage.
Use your heart.
Use your brain.
Be your own Wiz.

Pay attention.
We are all chronic exhibitionists, narcissists, and voyeurs where each of us would say our level of
exhibitionism, narcissism and voyeurism is as different as one sin is from the next yet, it’s all the same-no matter
how much or to what extent.

Everybody’s being conditioned to peel and reveal or “be killed” (be irrelevant and oblivious).


Whether you are industry or in the street, we are being entertained by watching actual brain surgeries,
vaginal births of strange women we don’t even know, and cameras following people (we know of, and don’t know)
on their daily activities and goings on from the day and into the night.


To an unconsciously and sullen extent, we are immune to people’s emotions in ways that we once
weren’t-all thanks due to our overwhelming amount and access to voyeuring varying emotions for
“entertainment.” We don’t truly feel deeply as we (publicly) claim to, because our attention
spans are shrinking. In our public and our private lives we hold this one fact to be evident:
once out of sight, is out of mind. Of all that we are not aware of about this whole subconscious
psychology that I am speaking of, we are very aware of that one fact, so we keep our own
narcissism and exhibitionism to the forefront of our thinking and being. Seeing to it that we are
not out of sight-out of mind’s ourselves.


What was once private about our ills and sicknesses would at one time be covered by a short
explanation stating “he/she’s” on leave. Now, we bring the whole camera crew into the doctor’s room
to listen to our diagnosis,’ and watch glimpses of our doctor-patient rapport. From sun up to sun down,
we send pictures of our every step and process out for the world to see.


We wake up in the morning and greet say “good morning” a world of people who don’t even know us even
before we go greet and say good morning to people who do know and love us sleeping right next to us or in the
next room-people in our own private lives who would kill to have a call or text from us to merely say:
“good morning” to them.


People from our own [past and] private lives don’t quite know how to look you straight in the face or how
to act around you after bumping into you at the grocery store. Or at last seeing, or talking to you was all
laughs, hugs, and smiles to now cutting their eyes at you from catching feelings about your open sesame and
writing on walls-all things having nothing to do with them. They aren’t even apart of your life
right now to even have the right to pissed but insist on claiming to be one of the last Mohicans with
no interest or use for social media yet, hiding behind bogus pages to keep up with you [and so you discover]
upset themselves in this matrix of trying to figure out to delve or not to delve (from behind the fake-page life).


Whether you hide and peek, or you’re out there; nobody’s “sin” is better or worse than the next.


Whether we hide and peek, or we open sesame; we can’t deny the fact that all of that those scenario examples have
conditioned us into participating in it being okay for us to expose ourselves in ways that ten years ago was
unacceptable, too much information, and improper.

It’s acceptable now.
And whether it be: Industry or In the Streets, you had better embrace the exhibitionist, narcissist, and voyeur
in you if you “wish to be relevant” and don’t want to slip into oblivion huh?

No matter how hard we insist, fighting it will make us the minority. And while the average person in the street
working a regular 9-5 job can elect to do with or without it, someone in the industry (typically) does not
have that option; relevancy versus slipping into oblivion can make or break their career. When they’re trying to
keep up with all that’s made its way through those wide-open doors, differentiating significance from relevance
not important, it’s all one in the same thing considering the time with which they are working with, they don’t
have time to play around with seeing that true or through.

The sand in the hour-glass of that twenty-four hour, seven-day-a-week, three-hundred sixty-five day per year
real-time lifestyle moved far too fast even for The Beyonce Machine such that the genius creative master bait
and strategy that even I had grown to respect and admire ang2004 (2)could not fight.
So she let the pressure to “stay current”-do what it will do to anybody who wants (or feels the need) to stay relevant:
Strip down to exposing not just the heart, life and mind; but the body too.

In this blog essay, we’re now past Kerry and Beyonce’s panties pics, we’re now more concerned with the fact that
the conditioning that we have put ourselves in, we somehow feel that this woman must now show us her fallopian
tubes? …just to prove to us whether or not she really birthed a child-who to date, is walking?
Are we serious?
What business is that of ours when she didn’t come into the industry as a “professional baby breeder,”
she came into this industry as a phenomenal singer and performer and that’s not good enough “entertainment” anymore?

“We wanna see you show yourself from behind the glitz and glamour, take off all your makeup and go barefaced for us!”

Screen-Shot-2013-01-11-at-6.52.38-PM“Take a picture of your bare pregnant belly!”

o-BEYONCE-BLUE-IVY-SONOGRAM-570Show us sonogram proof of a baby ever being in your belly!

Beyonce Winning 6 Grammy Awards
No one who’s worked hard all these years with a proven hustle and grind track record, with a paper + awards and
accolade trail have to resort to doing things the antithesis of what her career is in order to “stay current.”

Granted, there’s no one putting a gun to her head and forcing her to expose herself so wide-open as such,
but her doing so is a direct reaction to the extremes of stripping down body, soul and mind, to an demographic
of people who, in the majority (of that demographic) know, or understand nothing about
grass-roots, struggle, workhorse grind, and hustle-one bit past plugging into a
computer, racking up, buying, and begging for followers and friends 24/7/365–(typically) not
for the sake of building on online “fan” base (that began) before the industry open-gate and Internet.
There is a stark-raving difference in that particular demographic that I am speaking about, and it’s not a
particular age demographic either. It’s as wide as open as 8 to 80.

When (throughout this essay) I speak about “slide-throughs”[having come through the now, wide-open industry
doors]-that is who I am talking about-the ones who didn’t dream and pursue the dream until after
racking up an audience and attention for absolutely nothing (but attention).

Don’t get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with anyone waking up one day and deciding to pursue a dream.
We all need a dream to make this world go ‘round. But there is a problem (with that demographic)
for dreaming AFTER then attention—because it began with the WRONG INTENTION called: ATTENTION
(which means the illusion of fame (alone) is the only thing that lit the fire-not the dream
(and especially) the desire and motivation to work and watch the dream build into and manifest
(from out of the seat of the chair and merely plugging in).

The Beyonce’s of the industry, her “machine,” (and other women who have no other way than to
strip down and expose themselves to the emotional and mental core in order to maintain relevancy) have
to understand the subconscious psychology behind that demographic as well (which multiplies by the thousands
per day I might add). They are first entertained by the ways that the entertainment industry has found a
new way to make money: by opening its doors to talent television programming by which grass-roots, struggle,
workhorse grind, and hustle is not a requirement, but rather-if you’re willing to take a number and stand in a long line.

Although for all these types of programs, having talent is (typically) strictly enforced, it still
conditions this [8-80] demographic into thinking that all that’s required to be rich and famous is to
be famous, first (via social media rack-ups), then stand in a long hot line, win a contest, and voila! The dream is real.
To them, any emotional, domestric, or financial struggles and woes are equal to what the grass-roots, struggle,
workhorse grind, and hustle was (for somebody who sweat blood, sweat and tears for years) to make their dream real.

So that demographic’s understanding of the Beyonce’s of the world is thin. They can’t relate.
And: THEY DON’T RESPECT IT. They don’t know how to. All that matters to them is the destination-not the journey.
And when they + the Beyonce’s are at the same destination (+ they may be able to sing and perform almost as good or
just as well); they could give two fux about a Beyonce grass-roots, struggle, workhorse grind, and hustle.
More and more, they (+ their demographic and following) are pushing the Beyonce’s of the world-out.
The industry is dropping the ball because that demographic is much cheaper to groom, produce, and
maintain (than the Beyonce’s and their “machines”). When that happens, the Beyonce’s are forced to go
bare-souled, because their mics are slowly becoming x-factors themselves, while the singing talent shows like
“The X-Factor” courts and embraces that demographic to bring them right through those industry wide-open doors
by the droves-to entertain that rapidly multiplying demographic of an audience which (already-right now)
is leaving the Beyonce’s of the industry to fight to maintain relevancy.

Additionally, when the entertainment industry saw how profitable it was to entertain the world
(all of us in addition to that new rapidly growing demographic)-igniting our inner voyeur by
watching the lives of other people; the same thing that’s happening with the Beyonce’s of the world is
happening with the Kerry Washington’s of the world (actors with proven grass-roots, struggle,
workhorse grind, and hustle). The Kerry Washington’s (too) now they have to compete with that same
demographic as the “Nene’s” of the entertainment industry.
NeneKimFight Nene (who, of all the other reality show celebs who screamed, hair-pulled) fought the better fight,
so now she does weekly network television (like Kerry Washing does ironically) on a show called
“The New Normal,” which, (ironically-like I just explained about “The X-Factor”) is
about to be the new normal: reality show celebs washing out the Kerry Washington’s-slowly but
surely-taking on roles that trained actors have struggled, hustled, and grinded for years before
this reality show craze because the entertainment industry is heavily courting and embracing this
new brand of “actors”/[acting out] as the “new normal” and they are getting real acting work
(of the Kerry Washington kind).

Can’t hate on her, it aint her fault-she’s getting in where it’s wide-open and she fit in,
and where the industry courts, embraces and will forever keep her in. Right now, in this day
and time (and forever going forward) she (and singing instant-stars) are of a kind of value to
industry heads that the people in the industry once were (before this new demographic/new world industry).
Like it or not, she, and this IS the new normal…and will continue to be even more than you could have ever
imagined within the next few years. These instant-stars are about to get that work (instantly).
They come cheaper. That’s the nature of “industry” it’s a wash and recycle.

As that rapidly growing demographic of an audience (too) embraces all this, they are conditioned
to think that fame and riches is as easy as ones willingness to stand in line and on his/her head
the longest. They are not being conditioned to understand the long-lasting value of
grass-roots, struggle, workhorse grind, and hustle that leads to a kind of significance
that will forever keep one relevant-not just for a moment in time.

Everything is so instantly gratifying, accessible, easy, and number-driven; a tool being
used as the determining factor as to whether or not anybody is “normal” or an “x-factor.”
They run around buying, begging, collecting followers, and reciprocating follow backs as a
strategy to wait a while then sit back to methodically delete thousands upon thousands whom
they hope won’t notice, so that they can looking important with a follow back ratio of 10 to 1
(as compared to the thousands upon thousands now following them). It’s insane. That is
a whole lot of work and effort for keeping up appearances. Many who are industry wide open door
slide-throughs who decided to be “somebody” after courting attention first-do this, but a great
majority who (too) play that grab and smash game, won’t even be online promoting a product or
service but rather, just working hard on being Internet famous and will have to nerve to
consider winning an argument of their importance and relevancy by the fact that they have more
followers than you.

They have no idea business sense, or savvy enough to understand that a number count on a
social media page is not an indicator of true interest in you
(what your agenda, product or service is), or you specifically-not even for celebrities.
Most everybody following you is pretty much hustling, promoting, trying to be
Internet famous, famous for being famous, rich and famous, or promoting their own agenda.
A very small percentage of a total follower count is really actually paying any of us specific
and undivided attention.

Until Twitter turns over the number of people that either watch you under lists, and lists they
make private-of those who get your automatic/real-time Tweets by text; you won’t ever really know who is
truly there for you to promote or buy your agenda, product or service (or truly interested).
That’s Twitter’s lil’ secret, and they offer that text function for reasons bigger than promoting
Twitter-they are smart enough to know that even as big as Twitter is, the entire nook and crannies
of the world is not going to subscribe to a Twitter account but will be forced to keep Twitter
in their good-graces while (secretly) keeping up with Twitter’s subscribers.

Twitter knows that-that function is even more significant than a blue verified check mark.
Those are offered by Twitter automatically to the very well known
brands (people, products or services), the rest have to request ask (or beg) for them after proving
their brand association and affiliation. Not even a blue verified check mark proves
significance-just your being relevant to an association or affiliation of a brand, product or service,
even if you are a single entity of such. Only Twitter really knows who’s shit is
really popping off where specific undivided interest in any person logging on,
is concerned (and that’s privately and for them to know only).

I know that’s too much thinking for a superficial thinking person, and especially for somebody
whose ego is controlled and run by surface numbers and things, but it’s the truth.
And it’s that same superficial [surface rather than beneath the surface and bigger picture thinking],
that’s pumping ego’s and causing false bravado, senses of self-importance, and shaping the minds
[of especially] that same demographic of people who are apart of this new world industry
that is being built and audienced right over the heads of many.

Many people have no idea the business sense, or savvy enough to know that your true
indicator of interest in you, your agenda, and in what you’re selling or promoting has to be
gauged by way of currency numbers and/or charts and graphs that you gather from
central location(s) where you, and all things that you sell, give, or are about-is located
(e.g, a personal website, personal blog site/pages etc.,)

Sitting around poppin’ prowess for social media and Twitter follower ticks without
any other area (currency/charts/graphs) by which to gauge personal interest in you
TOO and what YOUR agenda is TOO, is hustling backwards!
If you truly feel that who you are + what you have is of any value, then you
first value your time + what you share+ with whom you share it!
And if you are frequenting the same places online daily-pumping prowess &
gallantry and have no way of finding out how or ifit’s working for you-too-you’re
not a good beginner business and you do not value yourself or your product/services!
You’re caught up in the “give me your time, all, and everything matrix and burn your own
value and boundaries”
If you cannot gauge, do not gauge, or have a way of gauging what your numbers are elsewhere,
then do understand, and be ok with just “wanting to be popular” (or a doormat-with anything value
going one way: opposite-you).
Business and equal opportunism is a SHARED VALUE!
And you have no way of gauging your swing of the pendulum’s value and opportunity if you have no way
of checking numbers that you personally can see GROWING (or at bare minimum-maintaining), by way of those
same follower’s interest in you off Twitter and Facebook etc.!
If they really have true interest in what you are selling or saying,
they are going to come pay you off Twitter’s and/or come see you off and away from the Twitter’s and Facebook’s.
But how would you know by only counting “follower” and “friend” counts? Other than knowing, you are merely
twerkin’ for Twitter. If you have no other way of gauging; humbly give yourself a modest count of only about
a maximum10% of your “friends” and “followers” really riding with you, supporting you, and paying you some attention
(whether you are a celebrity or not, whether you have 100 followers and friends or 1 million).
You’re either twerkin’ for the Twitter’s etc., or they are working for you. But you won’t know unless
you really know!

Chasing these social media page numbers (only) is like chasing pavement and counting on,
reacting [out] to, and being driven by a false sense of popularity and solidarity that
isn’t really all real.

It’s all an illusion because people love to hang on to the surface meanings of all things trite like:
“numbers don’t lie.” Well they don’t lie-when you control, and are in the know about each and
every specific/undivided interest in you (currency/charts/graphs).
But social media like Facebook and Twitter knows each and every
personal interest in you-not you. They know who’s clicking to see you, and how often, they know who’s
clocking you privately and especially from distances-they know-not you.

The illusion of all this, and this numbers game is simply not real. And unfortunately, this new world
order and new world industry has a lot of people walking around it disillusioned with false bravado, false
senses of self-importance, or clouded senses of low self esteem and self-worth.
–If unveiling the reality behind all this upset you, then you probably walked around (and online) with a
false sense of self-importance and you needed this HUMBLING REALITY CHECK.
Nothing should humble you like a relative truth that is, if you’re truly a humble person.
–If this information gave you a little bit of life and wind beneath your wings, then you’ve probably been
walking around (and online) giving more worth and importance to other things and people than yourself and more
than you should have [been doing].
–If you weren’t moved either way by those two ways, then, like me-you’re not clouded or misguided what’s being
presented to you: the reality of this new world order and industry is very clear and you know how to just play
(or recognize) the game (either way).

Most people don’t know the difference or these realities and what’s going on around and in front of their faces
(industry and in the streets), so Relevancy and Significance and everything being done to secure relevancy is
at an all-time high.

What is real though is ten years ago, fans weren’t involved in their favorite artist’s
numbers down to the literal decimal point like we are today-only where on the charts they were placed.
Now, music affiliated sites and other entertainment business sites, and affiliates report numbers to the
public and fans as if their fans are on their payroll. Some of these numbers are just-none of the
public’s business-it’s not necessary.

Ten years ago, actors weren’t begging fans to make sure they go see their movies during the second
[but especially] first week out like do or die and their lives depended on it.

Those are obvious indicators about big interactive changes in time that’s affecting (and changing):
people and the industry, and opening a New World Industry within an industry that OLD industry cannot
compete with, and weren’t prepared for. That’s why there is a fight to stay “relevant.” All these number
illusions on every social media app you download or subscribe to, all this impromptu talent instant-stardom
and impromptu t.v is the beginning of a new-win industry that’s washing and recycling people and careers.

The subconscious psychology behind all this number-chasing and something for nothing affects the art/craft;
it devalues and undermines the importance of significance over relevance.

It affects the art/craft because that concept and belief that “all things free is for promotion” and helps
you “stay relevant,” works. Yes, it works (and is very necessary) for the “up and coming” or other people
who aren’t well-known as yet. They have have to open themselves up a little more than the well-known
artist in ways that the well-known artist can be quickly devalued for doing.

As a writer/book author, when I first got online (2009), it baffled me how many novice/unknown writers would
post a few short or lengthy excerpts from their book and think that-that, and a few slick-talking, or charming
Facebook status posts [along with the assist of countless friends, families, co-workers, homies, and a few
real reader reviews listed on an Amazon page] would be enough to sell somebody on their book.

It’s a strategy to be considered for everything in the industry-especially this New World Industry.
In this life of instant gratification, the Internet (and all its distractions) reading a book is not
necessarily at the top of a lot of people’s priority (the way it was before the Internet), so,
especially as a writer book author; you are going to have to open yourself up to more than biased homies
and social media popularity. In this New World Industry, the strategy in being an unknown writer is to
understand that that having 500 friends, families, co-workers, homies, and [+ even a few] real
reader reviews listed on an Amazon page is not as valuable to the eyes of this New World Industry
than one solid review from someone well-known/famous or a magazine/publication known the world over.
It adds “value” to you and [assumes the notion that] your work is “relevant.”

As a writer, let me preference what I am about to say by saying something about what I notice online:
This New World Internet Industry replicates novice writers with online egos bigger than
Toni Morrison has achieved success. If you’re going to have an ego or over the top confidence
about anything, at least let it be over your confidence in your work-NOT that you think you’re
so great that you are stingy with letting your readers read lengthy excerpts-lengthy enough to:
-understand the story (to see if they want to buy it)
-like/learn your writing style

Putting your slickest paragraphs out only for a reader to buy and find they don’t like the
work is like suicide. You’re better off letting them read enough of you and turn away from
you than to have them spend money and find out by surprise!


Unknown, novice writers HATE to hear something like this tip:
As an unknown, your value and relevance is your sole responsibility, and you will quickly
learn that to build your brand, add value to and to establish where you are relevant to the market,
you are going to have to give away writing-not necessarily whole books-but you are going to have
to open your pages a little bit wider to give people the chance to see if you’re worth their
shrinking attention span (by way of your website, longer excerpts, blog etc.). If you are a real
writer, you’re not afraid to open yourself up a little wider because life is an every day thing, and in
order for you to write, you have to live the life of a writer rather than a writer trying to live life.
And if you are living the life of a writer, every waking day should give you something to feel about,
think about, and write about, so as you do, you will not be afraid to open yourself up to more because
there really should be more where than came from. (Talking shit on Twitter doesn’t count.
For a writer, Twitter is merely an exercise in practicing brevity and specificity: to say what you need
to say in 140 words or less-and good for learning sentence structuring. A writer thinking that talking
slick on Twitter and Facebook is enough to make a reader want to go and buy a whole book from an unknown,
is badly mistaken. People are typically online to entertain, be charming, and be entertained-not in
search of deciding if they are going to buy a book from you-some unknown writer).
Relying on retweets, likes, and comments does not produce relevancy as an author. As an unknown/not famous,
when you are on these social media sites, to them-you are-in the same social media boatas them.
That’s the problem with many novice authors who hang on social media and are too New World Industry minded…
You look up-and they’ve been sitting on social media talking a bunch of shit and no books written in 4/5
years since you first seen them. They get Twitter & Facebook minded and feel famous and relevant over retweets,

The opposite is true for a “celebrity author.” The friends, families, colleagues, homies, and real reader
reviews listed on an Amazon page are very valuable to them-because we expect their fellow
celebrity colleagues and well-known publications to post reviews. They have either earned the right to not
have to give away so much, or their celebrity has earned them a level of relevancy that their name would
sell more than the unknown writer, alone-on their name only; that’s their advantage.

But for music, it’s an entirely different ballgame altogether and this is where it baffles me the most-how
the music industry has not changed with the times in order to keep up with the times. It thinks that
because iTunes will allow fans to buy one $1.29 song from a 16-song, song list off their CD, the artist have
a Twitter and Facebook account and there are countless online celebrity gossip blogs selecting them at whim to
gossip about them–that is “keeping up.” Oh nooooooooo, it’s like this:
When I speak about Industry and Infrastructure, I get very detailed (as you just read).
Right now, we are at a point in this blog where the rest can be explained and read HERE:




{January 2, 2013}   Swinging, Sex, Soul-Ties & Lives

The title of the blog screamed out at me…It was about a threesome that a woman had, that ruined her life.
Man and Two Women in Bed Together
As a person who has quite an opinion about sex and especially subjects like
swinging and threesomes and such, I merely yawned and placed my fingers on the
A-S-D-F and J-K-L keys and began to read the blog-prepared to respond.
But some ways into it, my hands backed off my keys because thisparticular
subject about a threesome had such a strange twist to it that it felt like the
tips of my fingers got burned.

To summarize what it was about, a woman wrote in to the site to ask her for
advice about she and her fiancé making a decision to spice it up in the bedroom
by inviting another woman to join in the festivities.
Well, the woman selected another woman with whom she had a [previous] coworker
relationship with and eventually the three of them “got it poppin.’”

The details of the threesome were that it was awesome, everybody had a great time
and it was pretty much better than expected.

Thumbs up.


The twist was that the invited guest called with news of another unexpected
guest that would be apart of all their lives: she conceived.
With this news, the soon-to-be wife is a bit taken aback because the fiancé has an
“oh well” attitude about it and doesn’t seem to be as upset about it [as she is].
What this trio plans to do about this baby is not what the subject of what this
blog is about so I’ll end the details of all that-right there, so that I can get to the
point of this blog.

I write about situations like this in a book that I am writing, in the last chapter called
The Secret To Him Not Cheating On You & Making it Last Happily Ever After,”
where in it-I go into some pretty explicit and atypical details about what I strongly
feel is the “remedy” for infidelity and keeping the sex in the relationship spicy.
Spicy with a kind of variety that plays on the male mind such that, if practiced enough,
it will make cheating an “awkward” thing because (unlike) in regular “cheating,” the thrill
is that it’s done in private and the wife or fiancé does not know.

threesomeBut with my method, whether the cheating was already done
(or better if spearheaded at the thought of), my suggestion is that the couple “feast”
off the other person with whom the cheating was done with or was about to happen with.
And by “feasting” I blatantly mean, bring her (or him) into the bedroom and share him (or her)
in between the two of you during foreplay or during actual sex. And too, if during your pillow-talk
and closeness, you, (or he) reveal (or discover) that there’s a little sexual spark lit somewhere
deep for the others old flame, feasting on that (too) will put that fire out
(how so, we’ll explain shortly).

This “feasting” exercise is so atypical and mental that it could very well bring out all
kinds of emotions between the two of you that [sexually and emotionally] you probably
didn’t even know was there (or had it in you to be brought out in you in this way).

In this remedy that I invented (and swear by) called RPC: Reverse Psychology Cheating
(how it came about is detailed in the chapter as well) but, it is such that in order
for it to work, the woman has to be strong enough to be able to handle the exercises
that I suggest, and the man has to be willing to share (his mind) with his woman.
And vice versa.
We’ll get back to that shortly.

But back to the subject of this blog.

My thinking about SEX is this:
When we have sex with people, we create “Soul Ties” with them regardless if it
was relationship or even a one-stand stand.

The emotional or mental aspect (or lack thereof) involved in the act of having sex
is not so much the “Soul Tie” as is the fact that–of this entire universe and the
billions of people in it, you and one other person have shared with one another;
apart of yourselves that billions of other people in the universe have not
(with one another).

So a “Soul Tie” has been created at a different level of connecting (our spiritual centers)
than we all are connected (together) in this universe. Our “spiritual centers” are the private
parts of us that responsible for making (penis) and giving life (vagina).

No matter the attachment, we connect with a kiss because the power of life and death too,
is in the tongue.

So no matter the degree of emotion or attachment (or not), “billions” of people are not going
to be able to kiss you or have sex with you, and billions of people are not going to be able
to kiss and have sex with that other person, but some one (or however many) did.
But it certainly will not ever be billions.
That is your soul/spiritual “tie” (connection).

Having said that, when we are in a relationship by which (to both our understandings) we are in
one of monogamy, the fact is: a bond is/has been created. As we consummate, we often times contemplate
various ways that we can keep the intimacy such that our lover will be fulfilled enough so as to not
step out of the relationship (and break the bond).

What happens is, some couples (whether they want to admit it or not) get bored-intimately.
And the intimacy becomes routine, to sometimes dull and done out of habit or duty [so as to “show up”
in the relationship and let that role serve as our “expression” in the understanding and agreeing that
“I too, am apart of this relationship.” ]

Sometimes, when we get bored (and give it a fancy name called “adventurous”), we like to try
kinky and unusual things. But when those things involve inviting another spirit into the bedroom
(with our bond), we’ve given an invite to create a Soul-Tie (unnecessarily).
And that’s when “spirits” awaken.

When a bond is created, although threesomes (and swinging) can be sexually exciting (while in the act),
those ties mixed with that bond create an energy of some kind.

If a man allows another man to have sex with his woman, or the woman allows (or joins in) on another
woman having sex with her man; the two people by which the bond has been created will indeed carry
thoughts in their minds that they may (or may not) discuss with one another (that’s neither here nor
there-as it pertains to what this blog is about, so we’ll leave it at the fact that an “energy” is
created—and we’ll move along)…


Moving right along.

As a woman (in a relationship with a man), we have to understand that men are different species when
it comes to sex. A man’s “same difference” in comparison to women’s “same difference” with regard to sex,
is about as close a “same difference” as the male-female understanding about relationships is: We can come
together, but our coming together is from two different perspectives and understanding
(but we can still come together).

I said that to say this.

Because men are “different,” there are some things that (while in a relationship with a man) your
man should not be exposed to (with you). When it comes to sex, love, intimacy and all things involving sex;
with a man, it’s on a kind of “person-to-person basis,” like their minds seem to work in flashes or like
the flickering of a light going on and off. And each ‘off’ and ‘on’ is representative of a different person,
a different situation, and a different circumstance.

You have to catch that light on-and leave it on: for you.
You have to make sure that all things that go on in the dark (when the light is out) is too,
with you-isolate his thoughts and thinking, and feeling.

Men are funny creatures that vascilate like off and on switches.
A man can be in a relationship with a woman for years and the two of them may
(or may not) have ever talked about swinging or having a threesome-yet, he may have experienced swinging
or having a threesome with the relationship before her. All this time, your relationship is what it was,
but when he asks to be, or you turn him on to that (although he may have experienced before); you are
turning him on (all over again) to something “new” (all over again). And that is when it comes down to
Soul-Ties -v- Bonds…it may change your whole relationship around for the worse, not so good, or the demise
of it altogether. But it’s almost delusional to think “it makes your relationship better.”

The truth of the matter is if bringing another Soul-Tie into your Bond makes your relationship is “better”
that because of [inviting that in] chances are; you really don’t have a “bond” already
(a mental + emotional + physical + communicative connection).

In the nature of cheating:the desire behind cheating is not so much in the cheating as the cheating is
(itself) a secret.
But that doesn’t mean that inviting another spirit in between your two spiritual
centers is a cure for it.

threesome_1347019655_460x460You can’t turn a man on to certain things (and “everything”) in an effort to spice up your love life,
especially when they involve introducing other people, spirits, and physical entities into the mix.

When you wake up something in a man (sexually) it has to keep going.
While trying to stimulate his desires and meet his needs, the thing is, you the WOMAN, you have to
decide if that “thing” is something that’s healthy for the energy of your bond (or relationship),
and you know in your heart of hearts is sure not to backfire or cause tension or a riff later on…

No matter how much a man might love you or care for you, when you turn his light on to certain things
(for hispleasure), he’s not going to stop to consider the negative effects of the possible “later.”

The problem with us women is that after we’ve done every position and cleaned out the entire book of
Kamasutra, stood on our heads, had sex in elevators, sex on the copy machine at work after everyone’s left,
and other unusual places; we are constantly trying to think of ways to satisfy him as if he is some kind of
animal that’s going to run off into the wild if we don’t get it cracking.

389700_3992578942156_1815036763_n Now let’s not get it twisted, wedo have to keep it “poppin,’” but the other fact of the matter is—he is
NOT an animal, he is a man.
Don’t let that picture of Darwin’s Theory of Evolution fool you and play on your head…

We are human but we are not animals.

The difference between animals and human beings is that animals are instinctive (as are humans) but they do
not have intuition, or thrive in a kingdom where their outward sexual behavior is met with shame or scorn when
they see a potential mate, hop up on her (in front of every other animal in the wild) does his business, and flees.

We human beings live in a society (kingdom) where our sexual behaviors are dictated by the shame, scorn of other
intuitive persons like us. So we are guided by either: moral, personal, or religious compasses + our intuition,
conscience (and discretion).

Outside of their choice of species for mating, animals are indiscreet, and indiscriminate.
They do not “master” themselves for anything other than survival. They are sexual creatures (like us),
but they do not have “desires” (like us) so they simply survive…they don’t “think” indiscriminately. Period.

We human beings live in a society (kingdom) where our sexual behaviors are dictated by the shame, scorn of other
intuitive persons like us. So we are guided by either moral, personal, or religious compasses, and our conscience
(and intuition).

Animals do not “master” themselves. They are sexual creature like us, but they do not have desires like us so
they survive. Period.

We (humans) are equipped with the tools to master ourselves (and our desires). And we become “beasts” [slang] we do.

The strongest we will ever be is when we master certain desires with discipline and self control aided by our
consciously being on top of a thing.

When we exercise discipline in eating well, and master that-THE RESULT IS: We lose weight or maintain good “heart” health.

When we exercise, and become disciplined in doing so; THE RESULT IS: We become fit.

So when it comes to those things that feed our desires like sex, money, food etc., when we become masters of what it
is we will (and will not do) to do/have/obtain those things;THE RESULT IS: We become masters of ourselves.

The fact of the matter about monogamy is that it is a decision: A conscious decision requiring constant self-discipline
and self-control (just like the exercise and eating well example I just gave). When we consistently make a conscious
decision to be monogamous-THE RESULT IS: We maintain a healthy, thriving, blossoming relationship.

As a woman, in a relationship and bond (a mental + emotional + physical + communicative connection) with a man,
you have to be very aware that because men are differentthey will indeed have a plethora of desires.
But you have to find a way to CONTAIN and sequester those desires, ownthem-take control of them so that
they may be used a fuel for the desire between the two of you (rather than acted upon outside the relationship).
By your openness and his willingness share those desires with you whether it be in conversation at dinner or pillow talk,
but especially during foreplay and during sex(as explained here); THE RESULT IS:
The secrecy involved in cheating (which fuels the act) suffocates.
Although the secrecy involved in his entertaining the thoughts turned desires get intercepted,
it still allows his desires to run free however, they become contained, shared, and feasted on
between no one but the two of you…

And as this is practiced (exercised) THE RESULT IS it not only brings you closer
(intimately, mentally, emotionally, and physically); anything outside of [what you are in practice “containing”]
feels foreign feels foreign, it’s not as easy to infiltrate-not even in his head and while away from you, because
with enough practice; he’ll be conditioned to bring whatever it was (that met his eyes and entered his head)
home to you-for the two of you to (sexually) “feast” on, without whole other body disrupting your
house, home and flow.

Secrecy + what’s kept in the head is what typically fuels desire, but when you share it, it becomes fuel for the two of you.

And just like somebody who finally gets it right (e.g eating right and exercise) it becomes a “lifestyle” change for them.
A monogamous and sexually fulfilling relationship between two people; if exercised enough can too,
make the relationship “swing” by a pendulum atypical that, AS A RESULT: Becomes a lifestyle.


2013_stopwatch_620x350Spend your New Year thinking, feeling, and doing all great things
for you-by remembering next year…how right now…you are spending
the end of your year focusing too much energy on people and things you
say you are not bringing into your New Year.

Stop going through the year-end motions about things you should have put
in motion mid-year, so that you are (right now) sharing your mind and your
time only with whom you intend to share your New Year!


{December 24, 2012}   Day. Discipline. Deciding.

It’s a little bit like a Monday or a day in life:
We may have to slay a lot of dragons in which we might
have to kick @$$ & taking down many names (or vice versa)
while disarming and nunchucking, but in the end
when the walls close down; there’s power in the
discipline of deciding what your next move will

Happy Monday. 🙂


Early this morning, something came across my eyes that brought
the same tear to it that it did a little over a month ago when
I saw it. It was a conversation between two people that at the time;
prompted me to want to blog about and although the conversation was
in public view (because it was still between two people) I just
blogged about it in my mental rolodex, clutched my chest in empathy,
wiped the lil’ from my eye and kept it moving. (In matters of the heart
believe it or not, I’m a little softer than I seem, I’m just hard-minded
at times).

At any rate.

This morning however, a copy and paste of that same conversation was
posted from the blogger to solicit dialogue/comments on and high and
behold; you know I already had something to say about it (because of
the way it reached me a month and a half ago).

So here I am-it’s all our business now.

It was conversation between rapper Wale and a blogger. He was talking about love
being “too dangerous” and counterproductive right now and for him-he didn’t trust
anybody right now. He stated he had tried but it didn’t work, and how “love” makes
“people” (him) too vulnerable. He said he just wasn’t comfortable with it.

Interestingly, last night, while I was writing into the wee-hours of the morning,
I posted this SHORT POEM to my blog
in which a freestyle/poem came to my mind-my speaking in first person
[like I speak from in pretty much all my work] to a guy who lives a fast
life and loves a girl who too, loves him back yet everytime she feels like he’s getting
to the point where he can relax and put his guns down with her, she gets happy (because
that’s her number one concern with him): his happiness and being that person away from
his fast life to give him the comfort, love, and security that he needs, but still be able
to function in his fast life (but with the security that she is good to him-with or away
from him). But he always pulls the rug from underneath her feet and knocks her back down to
square one and they just can’t get it right because of his trust issues, which what it all
boils down to-is a direct result of the fast life that he lives.

This conversation of Wale’s reminded me of such a scenario so much so that in my writing
the poem last night, what Wale was confessing in this conversation he was having seemed…surreal
to what I was [in first-person] writing a poem about.

God works in mysterious ways, and I’m glad that the blogger happened to have posted the exchange
this morning because it is a subject that is brushed over so much and accepted
as apart of the lifestyle of somebody like Wale’s yet, what does that do to his heart, his mind?
What happens to him when the lights are turned off, sweat wiped and the silence begins?

Is “love” (in Hip-Hop) REALLY counterproductive?

So let’s get to the heart of it all.

You see, it’s kinda like I just mentioned my needing to write in “first-person” in all my
work and my short poem (that too, is related to this essay’s subject matter)
…As an artist, most of the best work is delivered with a kind of texture that is unmatched
when it is delivered [if not first person], from a standpoint of personal experience, true account,
or that which has been tried, witnessed, tested, proven or disproved.

The rap game is a subculture that in many ways, adheres to the same codes of the streets.
Regardless what you may feel about “the streets” (or the rap game), it is no less a subculture and
lifestyle than the one you live and ascribe to as well. One of the biggest codes of (both games) that
I am speaking of, is that it’s not very wise to talk about living a life in the streets that you are
not living-any more than it is not wise to talk about living a life in the rap game (through your music)
that you are not truly living (in your real life outside of the studio and off the stage).
That could get you ostracized to a level unredeemable.

So when you are rapping about fast women and all those things that come with it, you had better be
living it just as sure as if you rap about fast cars and other materialisms–you had better be able
to prove those things are yours, un rented (should you be called on it).


As silly as that may sound to the average person, those kinds of “truths” (that one claims to be
living/doing/having) are a kind of metaphor connected to your credibility (and your worth and value)
in the rap game (or streets). If you can “put up” and “put out” about all that you say you are,
what you have, and what you do; then you are somewhat “initiated”-left alone and can be trusted
(in that regard). The “problem” is, you have to keep putting out like that-it has to become
apart of your complete lifestyle just as sure as getting up everyday and bathing has to be apart of
yours, mine and everybody’s lifestyle-it has to be done. And so, the “lifestyle” begins and all that
comes with it…

Because of that [kind of lifestyle] when it comes to “love,” love in hip-hop (to street guys, and guys
in the rap game) “love” is an altogether different kind of “love” than the way the average guy living a
traditional lifestyle (less the fast women/cars etc) lives.

Women (fast women) are VERY necessary to this lifestyle as all the “necessaries” to being in the
lifestyle are too, necessary. They go hand in hand.

I’ve studied pop culture and music through to back in the days before I was ever twinkle in my mom
and dad’s eye. And the interesting dichotomy that I found was that as compared to today, when it came
down to the fast women who were the groupies of yesteryear, they truly did “[come] through,
she brought food, she got fucked, she know what’s up,” (like a popular rap lyric says in a song today).
The girl (then) got high with the guys, rode the tour bus around here and there, went home, met back
up with them in some other town, some other night-same bat time, same bat channel. And this thing would
go on and on until whenever. Most all groupies of yesteryear did that-they understood, and were okay
with that.


For the rockstar men (of yesteryear) the drugs, the sex, and rock and roll were magnets to the women who
they all pretty much in agreement and knew: “time spent with me is time spent with you.” It was all apart
of the business [of the pleasurable kind] for the men (and the fast women). And the end of the night
(or morning) there was no-harm, no-foul.

As time progressed, recessions began, economic statuses have changed; therefore the culture of music
(and the music itself) too, changed. People are growing more impatient with having, and doing things
the slow way in these fast times. These changes (in the hip-hop culture I’m speaking of now)
brought out a whole new sleuth of fast women who would rather die than wear a label called “groupie,”
whereas the groupies of yesteryear wore the title like a badge of honor yet, they all did (and do-now)
the same things.

Therein lies the problem where “love” and hip-hop is concerned.


As time progressed groupies came out in droves. The internet wasn’t available to civilians as yet and
during that time, being wherever any rap-star would be was all a matter of knowing when they would be in
town, saying (and doing) the right to the right hand-man (or entourage member), and you could come along
for the ride and do whatever. Unlike yesteryear, these times were laden with women with a bigger game plan:
To go half on a baby. The stories would be unbelievable but damned sure true. Some worked out (as planned)
others didn’t-but the bottom line was, these guys knew the game. In the middle of their lifestyle:
trying to create and “keep it real” these women became very much a distraction (but of the necessary kind).
There is no rap lifestyle without the women. There is nothing to rap about (that would sell)
without actually having those experiences with these women… (That is: If you’re really about keepin’ it real)…

In made available the internet. Gone, are the days where the groupies were trying to get pregnant-uh un.
The internet has brought them all closer to their target than ever before. They want to look cute
for pictures now. The only busting out these females want to bust out at is at the ass, titties
and the hips-that’s it: by any means and costs necessary. It’s the way of the game.
Even the surgery for it all has gone underground now. It’s a full-on covert operation and
these rap dudes at war. The groupies got a bigger game now and a little more wiggle room
than ever before.

The influx of lesser quality television gives rise to lesser important news.
The media masses are now reporting “news” today for the sake sensationalism, ratings and
culture shock. This afforded the groupies of this lifestyle a different way in:
Get the guy, keep your eye on a couple of others. Make fake friends in-industry and outside
of industry [who too are all doing the same thing to greater and lesser degrees].
And viola! They’re on television, all over the blogs and various internet gateways.
Their new lives have just begun, but the romance is not over (not just yet).
They got more work to do.
(*cues the music: “Pussycat” by Missy Elliot’)
“Pussy don’t fail me now. I gotta turn this nigga out. So he don’t want nobody else, but me and only me.”

These girls are giving these rap dudes good times in their lifestyle; providing them with
all the “keepin’ it real” material necessary to rap and write about. It’s on and poppin’
right now. Strip clubs, industry parties, private parties, after-parties, video shoots,
Snoop rapping over speakers-art imitating life: “Every other city go. No matter I go,
I see the same hoes.”

Drakeness over the speakers chiming in: “I don’t judge her. I don’t judge her.
But I could never love her ’cause to her I’m a rapper and she will have met another.”

Both: “Keepin’ It Real”: Life imitating art. Art reflecting life…

These rap dudes are fallin’ in and out of infatuation and fascination with so many women they can’t
keep up with them. Before they can grip them long enough to attempt anything solid; she’s already
made her way through the industry and put up an online account where the lost souls of the audience
give her audience because she was the former girlfriend of Rap Star A and now the new girlfriend
of Rap Star B. She’s an insta-star now. Famous for being with the famous and now she’s famous-that’s it.

It’s really war-zone now, and the “Wale’s” all know how it goes down. So they shut down…and become numb
(like he said in their exchange)
…The closest thing to connect to her are the words over the speakers chanting out from his heart that although
he wish could happen and be true, he knows-won’t happen so instead he let’s the song cry from own pen:
“And before the sun graze ya I’m tryna see how deep you are and believe me Shawty..I ain’t talking
’bout no intimate conversation..I wanna see if I can make you reach things unattainable when I peek into
your nature. And I promise you my goals will exceed any physical pleasure I wanna give you what’s better
than better. The better my effort, the wetter her treasure…the more these mere moments seem like heavens
or temporary forevers. Shawty get it together. Shawty get it together.”

Numbing the feel…

It’s all apart of the lifestyle now and they collect the pain, keep the kush on the deck and
continue to keep it real. By this point and time, this cycle is a day-in-and day-out process.


Meanwhile back at the ranch is the one girl he’s got tucked away. Some girl he didn’t meet at
a strip club, industry party, a private party, an after-party or a video shoot. She’s just some
girl doing her thing, in no way interested in his pop life-he’s just her prince, and he loves
her to life and adores her. He can tell her things he would dream of telling no other woman.
He can cry to her. He continuously tries with her, and does everything he can and even refuses
to lie to her. He loves her, but doesn’t quite know how to trust her in ways to catch up with
how he continuously tries-like he’s chasing his own tail. The life he lives won’t let him lay
all his trust on the line for her. She’s still a woman just like all the others are-regardless
his love for her. He holds on to this part of his resistance in an effort to “keep it real”
so as to not deviate too far from the life he lives. He needs a little bit of that
so he doesn’t go “soft”—it’s “counterproductive.”

Love is counterproductive… ” (says Wale).

So the most commitment he can offer his tucked girl away right now is solace in the fact that
“she’s not like the rest of ‘those’ girls.” The ones he’s used to. The ones he goes after,
the ones that go after him. The ones he parties with. The ones that are actually very much apart
of his life more than he will ever sit in silence to think about and consider being so…

To alleviate the guilt he feels for knowing he has not put it down with her completely, like Wale,
he lets a song cry in his head too-fantasizing about the day he takes a deep breath and is brave
enough to cry with the introduction to its words
So, I typed a text to a girl I used to see, sayin that I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be.
And I apologize if this message gets you down, then I cc’d every girl that I’d see-see ’round town
and, I hate to see y’all frown but I’d rather see her smiling. Wetness all around me, true, but I’m no
island Peninsula maybe, makes no sense I know, crazy. Give up all this pussycat that’s in my lap no
lookin’ back?”

Little does she know, he often fantasizes about that day happening but he’s scared.
Deep down inside, he’s got too much too risk.
“Love is counterproductive… ” (says Wale).

Unfortunately, on one of those days where Little Miss Tucked Away is all cried out and thought through,
he goes back to chasing his tail and telling her that he thinks it can work out. She proceeds to tell
him what she thinks’ll happen with the two of them if all the things that came with “love” were to be
something he impulsively acted on: He’ll eventually grow to resent her because that’s the life that gave
him “life” and fed his ego to degrees that one woman back home simply loved by him, cannot contend with.
That is a reality.

So to be fair to them both, the best thing they can do is to be counteractive in order to counterbalance it all.

That would mean Little Miss Tucked Away understanding that his lifestyle is going to be what it is:
Girls will be around. No kicking and screaming, serial-texting and excessive unnecessary pressure
and other types of silliness as a trade-off for him not only be considerate for what he has back home;
but being SMART ENOUGH to mingle and handle all those same girls as the BUSINESS that they are:
“necessary” to his lifestyle, but consider the fact that you’ve got your PLEASURE (that truly knows and loves you)
at home-someone who has no interest in being where you’re at, partying where you party, living life how you
live it BUT while making her own way doing her own thing.

Granted, not all “Wale’s” have a Little Miss Tuck Away, but it does not excuse the fact that you still need
a remedy for counteraction and counterbalancing-you have to use your head (the one on your shoulders) a little
better by opening your own eyes to see what’s really going on in your world and in your lifestyle.
Stop point the finger at the “necessary” girls who are out here surviving and taking care of
“necessary business” (with your permission and invite).

Those “necessary” girls today (that again, are a package deal with the lifestyle), aren’t like the groupies
in days of Jagger and Steven Tyler/Aerosmith, a lot of the old RnB -all those groupies in their day
genuinely wanted to stroke their egos, get high, have sex and go home. Period. They found joy
in that. There was no trickery and hidden agendas.

It’s a different time right now and groupies have evolved with the changes in time, but it’s the
“Wale’s” who are “counterproductive”: still laying back like the cats in the Jagger day’s (enjoying all this)
but not understanding that now (unlike then) it’s serious BUSINESS for these girls and you have to open
your eyes and look at “the business” like it’s a game of “Survivor” (the tv show): You dump all these men and
women on an island where a million dollars is to be gotten and it’s going to be a whole lot of snuffing out
until that million dollars is gotten.

In the lifestyle of the “Wale’s” you are dumped on and island where everybody’s looking to strategize and win
that million dollars-no matter how dirty they gotta play. Some hearts and heads are gonna roll and some fires
are gonna be snuffed the eff out.

The fact still remains-you keep mingling in the lion’s den of survivors thinking that within that lion’s den,
you’re going to find that little kind kitty that won’t bite (or break their ally with you in order to get
close to that million).

Aint gonna happen.

It is counterproductive to think that you can keep mingling with “business” in search of pleasure and think
that you are somehow going to find an ally of loyalty and trust in somebody who’s in search of a million
dollars without something to trade, sell, or offer (other than sex, a big body, butt, and smile).


Anybody who is wherever you:
• Party
• Mingle
• Congregate
…that’s not there with any literal business by which you do business, is there on a different
kind of business (under the guise of pleasure).

thYou see, while they’re lovin’ the crew, you can’t be in a Jagger-like 60’s daze in this
New Millennium haze. And when you don’t open your own eyes to see that you are seeking, looking,
attracting, permitting, or inviting “love” [in although necessary ego-boosting convenient but wrong places];
you are going to KEEP finding your fire getting snuffed out to that same point of “numbness” (like Wale).

So yes, “love” can be COUNTERPRODUCTIVE…but only when what you have is really not love.

Often lost on a lonely highway, love (like clarity) is found on a two-way street.

When it’s real love, you COUNTERBALANCE it with COUNTERACTION whether it be as a single man
(making better choices in women, where you make your choices or get chosen), or whether it
be with a Little Miss Tucked Away on your team.

Don’t just drop the mic on “Keepin’ it Real” at the part where you neglect to see what part
you played in the Game too, it’s a two-way street. And when you only consider the
“counterproductive”—which is like…that line in the center of that two-way street; you
neglect to consider there are two other sides of that line that you must see (for clarity)
and when you don’t, you make your own heart and other people pay for it when you don’t consider
both sides of that Game + humbly keep this fact in mind in the hazy mist of all your fortune and fame:

There’s only so much sex with so many exotic women , places, styles, and positions you can have it.

There’s only so many exotic places you can go, and live-expensive clothes, fancy cars.

There’s only so many delicacies you can consume that all this wealth and fame can buy to keep you happy and on temporary forevers.

After marinating on that, and coming to terms with that reality; the bonus is securing the LOVE of someone who:
• Truly loves you
• Truly cares for you
• Is truly concerned for you

It changes that Wanderlust to “Wonder”…forever (and that’s definitely productive).

So make your money and your music, and all that comes with that.

But aside from that-make your real, good love.


{December 17, 2012}   #DescribeYourLifeInAPicture.








{December 12, 2012}   Present.

BHow To Be A Present To Yourself: Make Future-Tense, The “Present.”

thinking2For clarity, sometimes you have to use the past-tense in place of the present-tense
by asking (then answering) yourself this question (even before the thought or act):
“WAS it worth it?”

If the answer (before the thought or act) is “Yes,” then that’s your sign that your
move (the act or thought) is the right one.
If it’s “No,” then save yourself the
unnecessary trouble.

So before you even think it, or do it…WAS it worth it?

Now open your present and be open to it.present
(Or return it).



{October 20, 2012}   Mirror Mirror.

It’s Reflective.



When you think of, and wish for all the:
-wonderful and
-right things you want for you and your life; chances are, the next man wants and thinks of those things for himself too.

If you want it in and for your life-chances are, the next man wants it in and for his life, too.
If you do not want it in and for your life-chances are, the next man does want it in and for his life-just the same.

So what are you going to:
-begin doing
-stop doing, or
-do over

…too, or just the same-either way?

{September 26, 2012}   Rules for Life After 35

Earlier today, I saw a post from @OwnTv that read: “Rules for Life After 35” and the first thing I said (aloud) was: “Just LIVE dammit!”

But then as my day continued, as much as I tried to deny that I would even HAVE a “list”
of rules for myself, for living after age 35; I actually found out something about myself: I DO!

I’ll share:


1). Don’t look at the stairs as a nightmare literally (or metaphorically).

2). Whatever hair and makeup a woman does for herself to make herself feel beautiful
is fine (and her business). Consider the fact that any time a woman stepped out of the
house, she did the best that she could do for herself-for that moment, and in that time.
Do not ridicule other women-that’s an under 35 thing.

3). Let go of the: “Letters to my ___________ year-old self.”
As “deep” and poignant as we fancy them to be, whatever:
• Did happen
• Didn’t happen
• You wish had happened
• Wish never happened
…did contribute to the woman you are today. (And now). Be okay with that.
Your ___ year-old self cannot answer your adult-self back.
Besides, in some: form, shape, fashion, (or letter) somebody during your ___ year-old self’s
life and time someone did try and give you that same lesson. Remember? It’s just that back
then at that age, we did not have to capacity to listen and apply it-that comes with time, age and
experience.  Experience is a part of our growth. It is okay (and necessary) to reflect on it,
but writing a letter to it is not that deep or useful (now).

4). Gossip, female-to-female harassment, posse’ing up with the homies, and mean-spiritedness amongst,
and between other grown women is for young girls (and is bottom-barrel/extremely pathetic).
REAL divas (who by age 35-especially) should be in practice for carrying themselves with a
little bit more pride and class than that. You don’t have to make it a “sisterhood” but you don’t
have make it “hood” either.

5). Obsessive competing, jealousy, and envying other women is a pitiful, a terrible waste of your
self and time. It is a felonious case of voluntary spiritual suicide!

6). A six-pack, a no-pack/with nice obliques, or just a flat tummy; full-bared stomach days are over!
(as an outfit). It’s the equivalent of a sixty-year old man going through a midlife crisis-opting for
a sports car over a Cadillac. Sure, we love our small waists and flat stomachs, but 5-7 inches of
exposed bare tummy skin is desperate after 35. ½ or ¾ inch of tummy or less is still just as sexy.
Outside of that, wear whatever looks good on YOUR body and makes you feel

7). Tipping 20-30% is a necessity when dining out.

8). Decision over indecision.

9). Being diplomatic is a great (and necessary) quality. But honesty rules–and will forever be
respected (even if you’re hated for it). Be diplomatic to save time, headache, and
[for some business reasons] but never just to save face. That’s misleading and later
harmful to people.

10). Thoughtfulness will never age or be out of style.

11). A nude/clear/French/one-color manicure and pedicure is classy and “cute” too.
(Crud, 3-D designs, glitter, sparkles, multi-color, and Christmas-tree nails etc. are for young girls).

12). Plain, regular old hard, thick Vaseline (petroleum jelly) is your breasts, under-eye,
and face’s best friend (when applied at a specific time of day).

13). Don’t let the weekly hair-do appointment be priority over your health and refusal
to sweat it out sometimes.

14). Keeping up with the Joneses is the priority and concerns of teens and young adults.
By age 35, you definitely should have your own identity!

15). Thirty-five and older, and/or married, and/or kids is no excuse for
COMPLETELY letting yourself go! You, your husband, and/or your kids still need you around
(and in as good health as possible) right?

16). It’s okay to see that old friend/old boyfriend out and have conversation, share a hug,
and sincere sentiments and such. But skip the routine and formality of exchanging numbers
(when you know in your heart you probably won’t call or have anything to talk about past
whatever you talked about when bumping into one another-anyways!). Well-wishes and
“good seeing you” is okay to display, say, then go on your separate way. Don’t waste your
time (or theirs).

17). Valid or invalid, fair or unfair, there is always a good and especially “memorable”
reason why old friends or old boyfriends from your past are not in your now, or your future.
If that wasn’t the case, they would indeed be in your “now”-not in “passing,” or
“bumping into you” (online, the grocery store, or shopping mall).

18). Get out of the mindset and pressure of thinking that being matriculated into
needing/having a 401k is the only savings, investment strategy, and retirement option.

19). Your life is not over at 35 [and up]. A dream, hobby, education,
bucket list etc. has no expiration date (especially if you are more interested in personal
fulfillment rather than trying to keep up with the Joneses or other worldly “pressures.”)

20). Get it through your head and define for yourself what: Success,
Fame, and Wealth are. There are wealthy poor people just like there are poor-poor people.
Success is: (large or small) any goal that you planned, executed, and completed whether
it does or does not generate revenue! Self-work is, and always will be your greatest wealth,
asset, and investment! No amount of success, material wealth or worldly fame will ever
be able to pay for any self-work that you did not do on your way to it! The mental, emotional
(and physical) pain of working hard to make ends meet, yet, still can’t-is the equivalent
of having all the material wealth, success, and worldly fame yet, envying and being upset at not
being able to purchase things to better the self that really come free (had you done the work
beforehand). The only thing you can buy or build with material wealth without having done work
on self-are “things” and a “persona” (which to, is a “thing” nonetheless).
There’s “work to do” before you “get there.”

Get/be in practice for getting:

  • Your Mind
  • Your Heart
  • Your Priorities
  • Your Morals
  • Your Boundaries
  • Your Limits
  • Your Integrity
  • Your Soul
  • Your Spirit

…right before the money comes or you will be a danger to yourself and other people
who innocently cross your path!
Are you there yet?
Are you there yet?
Are you there yet?
Are you there yet?
Are you there yet?
Are you there yet?

Keep this thought in mind about worldy success, material wealth and/or fame:
After you are able to pay your bills on time and off (continously),
travel where you wish to (and at whim), eat all that [and where you’ve always/ever
wanted to eat], wear what you’ve always wanted to wear, have the sex that you’ve
always wanted to have etc., what next? What are you going to do with yourself?
Do you have a “self?” (that you love?) Don’t get rich and famous and be a danger
to yourself and other people! PLEASE!

21). As we mature-looks, and love is an important part of life to us all. Be considerate.
Don’t be the type of woman (who in passing, or while having conversation with another woman)
would see smeared lipstick or whipped-cream on the side of her mouth-send her on her way
and not tell her, yet, feel that another woman should have respect for the fact that you
are in a committed relationship and expect that she should have consideration to not
sleep with your man. The point is: Consideration is Consideration! (no matter the extent or extreme).

22). It’s okay to like nice or expensive things. But priorities are an order! If what you
“like” costs more than your rent or mortage payment, it’s okay to like it from afar
(or admire it upon other people who can afford it). If that be the case,
be content with knowing that you can at least point out the designer and the cost
of it (if it means that much to you-to retain that kind of “knowledge”).
Always know this and keep this FACT in mind:
People who can afford a pair of Loubou’s are not as impressed as people
who cannot afford them. Most often times (if you know you truly cannot afford stuff like that)
you are only “impressing” other people who too, cannot afford stuff like that.
So what sense does it make?
Prioritize and stay in your lane up to, and until.
It saves you from being preoccupied with unnecessary bullcrap that does not serve you,
or mean anything for growing you as a person (as does priorities).

23). Grown is always sexy.

24). Don’t allow weak emotions (over real, authentic conversation being had), to be your
first introduction to people and especially-other women. It’s a terrible thing to find
out later that it would have been nice (or beneficial to you) to know someone who you took
it upon yourself to treat badly, before getting to know them-only to find they do not wish to
be bothered with you-for any reason (beneficial to them, or otherwise). By age 35, we need
every solid, and positive relationship and experience that we can cultivate and share
(business or personal). Don’t blow it with weak emotions and silly bullshit that only makes
you look bad!

25). Don’t let the Internet/pixels make you “weird” and rob you of your people-skills.
By 35, we have to have essential people-skills that younger people are given passes and excuses
for not being responsible for not having. We lose our excuse after 35. It makes you look bad and
not worthy of the kind of respect [that by age 35] your presence should actually command.

26). Speaking of the Internet-it is how we communicate and connect today-we almost can’t
get around it. But understand what TRUE communicating and TRUE connecting really is.
I’ll explain it you:
Anyone who truly cares about you, and is truly interested in connecting with you-is front
and center with how they deal with you offline (and especially: Online).
• Sub-compliments
• Sub-“advice” etc.
…e.g-(chronic ways to call out to you-by using your verbiage, certain words you may use etc.)
in a status post (however-kind) is still not real true care in connecting and
communicating with you-personally (no matter how genuine it may seem). So don’t take (or consider)
stuff like that for you too personally. Honor it as coincidence.
Anybody who is truly interested in care or concern for you is front and center to directly
communicate or connect with you.
There is NO “mystery” where there is TRUTH.
There is no caution, circumstance, or situation that overrides any true care or concern for you!
At 35, you are not a child! That is how the youngsters “communicate” and “connect.”
Command your respect, and demand it of others who want you to, or feel you should respect them.
Other than that, mind your business and timeline, and allow them to mind theirs.
Honor and acknowledge niceties as coincidences.
It’s the healthy way.
Because again: There is NO “mystery” where there is TRUTH. And that bullshit will go on for years
if you allow or give audience to it.
Sometimes, for some people-that is the only “life” or connection to “the real world”
or people-they have.
So it can merely be an exercise or merely good for their online reputation or “look.”
So again-(seemingly) “caring” or “good”-don’t take personally what is not given to you “personally.”
If communicating and connecting with you is true-they will approach you personally.


“Mean/cruel/hateful” or “bad”-try and learn not to take it personally either.
If you feel it is-then be bold-approach it (personally).
At 35, giving audience to mean-spirited darts thrown at you confuses other people who share your
timeline with you. In the end, it’s not worth sub-responding (on your timeline). 99% of the
mean-spirited darts people throw at you is all because of them-how they’re feeling about themselves
and/or because of the way you choose to run your own program (not suiting their ego or place beneath
their foot). Consider the fact that 99% of the people who throw darts at you wouldn’t even know
where to begin to explain (to your face) their gripe if you gave them the opportunity or
invite. I assure you-they would only try and act like they have no idea what you are
talking about.
Quite frankly, that’s true, because the wrath and wrangles are only in their heads and hearts-where
they’ve got the 99 problems and choose to see you as 1 (threat and target)-not a damned thing you did
to them personally. That’s their problem-100% and 0% yours.
Live your life. At 35, it becomes a skill to learn to rise above silliness like that on the Internet.

27). Being true to yourself (no matter how painful to you, or someone else), is the
best gift you can give yourself. You sleep well at night and will always wake up on the right side of
the bed no matter what. The truth strenghtens you. Lies and dilusion pacify (and weaken you). Insist
on people (who mean you well) to always tell you the truth! Know YOU (to know who means you well).
Don’t meticulously “select” your truth for comfort’s sake. Select truth that you know in your heart
will strenghten you-that you know (in your heart of hearts) is something you need to hear, see, or know! 
Only you really know what’s true for you. All that seems harsh is not always bad anymore than
all that feels good is necessarily good for you. You have to know you to be able to
decipher the difference

28). Your happiness is in YOUR hands, and by way of YOUR design, decision, plan(s).

29). You do not have to be educated to be able to understand and apply simple logic, sense,
and sensibility.
Those qualities are necessary-and that, by age 35; you should have already possess.
As an adult, do not fall back into “kid mode” by preparing and being ready to point the finger
out that “someone is judging” [you]-and who does not know you personally, and therefore-does not
know your personal situation or circumstance!

If you see a man juggling a red apple, a yellow-banana, and a white orange; chances are, that
white orange will grab your attention.
It was something about that white orange that made you think, contemplate or consider.
The same is true with other people’s (mere) opinions or conversations or whatnot.
You cannot and will not be affected (or stop, consider, or contemplate) what does NOT apply to
you and therefore, did not grab your attention to make you react (negatively or otherwise).
Pay attention to your own emotions.
If any particular thing not aimed at you and you know for a fact-that person has no knowledge
of your personal thoughts, feelings, or experiences
-if they say something that strikes a chord
in you; that is your sign that there is some unresolved issue or thing that needs to be dealt with,
worked on, or let go of.
Don’t shoot the juggler, or the messenger-thank them! You know that you know the difference from
somebody trying to purposely hurt you (or not).
Don’t not own up to what is calling out to you by carrying a big knife around for other
people in the world around you have may have ironic opinions and conversations!
Sometimes your own “friends” and people who DO know you, your circumstance and situation-won’t
help or tell you!
Some irony, people, opinions, and coincedences are the only guardian angels you will get in your
life around you.

30). You can never have enough “friends” that you can afford to lose one (real) friend.


{September 24, 2012}   Choose & Cheerlead.

It’s all about:

Open in mind and free in spirit is to know that life is a gumbo of:
Free Will.
And the fact that your ‘God’ (and good), and your ‘Devil’ (evil) can be found in all-at any moment in life and time.

Choose and Cheerlead for you-today and everyday.
ALL day!

{August 8, 2012}   Your Pound of Cure.

The other day (for class extra credits) I elected to go and
participate in a psychological experiment whose sole purpose was to
measure risks of the human condition-risks that people are willing to take.

What better a prop to use to measure risk-taking than money huh?

Well, the test was set up such that you had to go into a room in front of
a big 32” computer screen (white, bright, and large enough for you the see and think).

The only other computer accessories was a computer mouse (for which your right or
left hand was to navigate through the questioning).
Throughout the test, there were 3 constant questions that rotated from left to right:
• Would you risk a 75% chance of losing $500, $700, $750, $950, $1200, $1250, $1600, $1750, or $1800.00
(the amounts varied through each question)
• Would you go on and hand over $750 (that $750 amount remained the same-throughout each question)
• Would you hand over $0 at a 25% chance at losing nothing at all

As I navigated throughout each question, I continuously clicked: $0…for which I stood the 25%
chance of losing nothing at all-although I stood a 75% chance at losing $500, $700, $750, $950, $1200, $1250, $1600, $1750, or $1800.00.

Because I neglected [throughout the test] to simply hand over $750 (continuously) stood a
75% chance of losing $950, $1200, $1250, $1600, $1750, or $1800.00. But I didn’t care.
I refused to just hand over $750.00 when I could continuously see that I stood a 25%
percent chance of losing nothing at all.

The fact that (for someone else not as optimistic as me, but more of a risk-taker than me), it may seem “logical” to go on a hand
over $750.00 rather than to take that 75% chance of losing well-over
$750 ($950, $1200, $1250, $1600, $1750, or $1800.00).

I tried, but I couldn’t see it that way.

By mid-test (with my continuously clicking $0/at the 25% chance of losing nothing),
I could feel the impatient and agitated body movement of the girl who facilitated
the experiment (most probably getting bored with my answers-where I continuously
clicked onto that annoying little red dot’s answer never changed throughout the entire
forty-five minutes that the test was held).

When the test was over, I looked over at her-she had a connected frown in her brow.

I broke the ice (and her uni-brow) as I smiled and said: “I sure was waiting on
that $750.00 amount to go down to [at least] $250.00 or so, and I probably would have
elected to simply hand over my money. Either that, or remove my 25% chance of losing
nothing at all…that would have forced my hand somewhere in there.

She replied almost defensively-as if she couldn’t wait to get it off her chest:
Even though you had a 75% percent chance of losing OVER the $750.00 that you
could have just HANDED over!?

I stood there (in that very moment) perplexed that she didn’t she what I saw, and
while standing there-I was a bit perplexed at myself, because although I never
fancy myself a pessimist, I always think that blind optimism is rather foolish.
A “reasonable” and “measurably” optimist is what I’d say I am, “faith” is an altogether
different meaning than “optimism.”

But while standing there in all my optimistic splendor (less the bliss),
do you want to know what it is I saw?

25% of Optimism and losing nothing (to me-in my eyes) is well worth more than a
75% Risk of losing [any amount + handing over all and definitely having nothing-at all].

Even if we took money away from the whole experiment and equation, in my optimistic eyes,
it’s no different than the saying that goes: “An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.”

Regardless [what someone else may have seen-a 75% open door versus a 25% closing door]
I saw the 25% as one big gigantic wide-open door.

And truth be told, she could have turned that 25% down to 1% and I still would have
felt that I stood a chance of losing nothing at all.

Pardon my optimism, but I also learned something about myself that day,
that-like from behind my ebony eyes-you too should carry [this red dot reminder]
that I am passing on to you:


Even in [what may seem like] the greatest and overwhelming amount of darkness from
behind the most seemingly closed of iron doors, there is always a crack of light and bright.

If you can find and see yourself within that small percentage of light and possibility,
you win…so don’t concern yourself with “when”-that’s your value: “In.”


{August 8, 2012}   Solace.

You Find Solace and Sanctity Through Never-ending and Persistent Antagony’s Insanity.

Everywhere, everybody seems to think that money [fame/success] is the key to end all your woes,
your ups, your downs, your highs and your lows.

But never underestimate the power and necessity of personal self-success:
taking time out and spending time with yourself-learning yourself,
earning yourself-and discovering things all about your self there is to
learn you are all about (less worldly and monetary success).

It’s invaluable.

Literally (and I do mean literally) every single day that I wake up,
I am humbled when it is proven to me-right before my very eyes- how agonizing
it must really feel to have all the money, and/or fame, and/or success in the
world yet, from sun-up, to sun-down, still be in consistent “antagony” over
something or something possessed by somebody else that not even money, fame
or success can even pay for…
That has to be the most torturous existence to live in, yet-seek to expend from.
And one such that I can image the poorest and homeless of man is much better off [in comparison to].

Every single day, I am humbled and peacefully paced, because even as
of three years ago-I used to think it was the total opposite.
And for that…I am humbled.

God will always show you what you need to know-especially
when it is you who needs to know it.

There is more to “success” than “success” itself. Discover richness
and wealth in all things collectively you that money cannot buy.
That is your truth wealth (and value).

If you are not in self-preparation for it, outside of
persistent “antagony,” you really have nothing but consistent insanity.

I’m a living, alive, humbled witness of that demonstrative daily truth.

{June 18, 2012}   Great Expectations.



Any expectation that we have of someone is a sign that we
have not taken the responsibility for the fact that-that is something knawing at us;
telling us that it is us who owes that which (or whom)…we have
any expectation of.

We cannot expect what we do not extend.

The less our expectations, the greater a surprise.

Eradicating expectations enable us to see things (and people) for the gifts that
we should merely be grateful for, and appreciative
of-for we cannot depend on what we ourselves do not extend.

Therefore be open to all things and people as a gift, surprise (or otherwise).

{May 30, 2012}   That’s Just It. Baby!

Anything [used] “AGAINST” you, is…never was…and never will be FOR you…

That’s just it.

Those who mind-don’t matter. And those who matter, don’t mind.

You don’t have to acknowledge, explain or excuse
nothing to anybody who has love for you.

“Shortcomings” are merely things: Assumed, Supposed, Conjured up,
Proposed & Imposed…by people who really have no love for you
and would rather see you long-going rather than:

-Coming out
-Coming up
-Moving up

…Period. Dot.

Give ’em hell, baby!.

(That’s gives ’em heaven)…

{May 29, 2012}   (Quote).

‎”If you are not yourself,
if you surrender your personality,
you have nothing left to give the world.
By the suppression of your individuality,
you lose your distinctive character.”- Edward Wilmot Blyden

{May 24, 2012}   Spiritual Spanx.

A spiritual person is a spiritual person when they write, walk or speak.

The most honest you can be with people (human beings) is to walk and write from behind spiritual buffers-stand front and center and speak to them from who YOU are (like your regular conversation).

That, in and of itself, is a spiritual experience for you and them-both…

I do not write (or speak) to gather crowd or hide behind buffers, because I have nothing to hide…but much to share.

Having said that, I appreciate any and everyone who appreciates my “fat”…straight like that.

{May 1, 2012}   Trust Yourself.

It is so very easy to cult people:

  • looking for a temporary messiah
  • secretly growing impatient waiting on Jesus to come
  • secretly tired of living life, therefore (secretly) waiting on the world to end
  • crossing their fingers in hopes of an opportunity, deal, or chance at life. And living such that they are afraid to create one for themselves
  • looking for excuses to keep mistrusting their own self
  • looking for excuses to not want to strenghten their own lives, and pick their own hearts, tears & faces off the floor

 …The truth is:

 You put your own self out of business, and weaken your own spirit when you do that.

 So trust your self.


If you can’t trust your own self, then why should anyone else?

{May 1, 2012}   Assumption Dysfunction.

FACT is about the closest distance between perception, and reality, and truth.

But fact would require removing assumption.

And well, without that, some people would have nothing to tend to, or gossip about...

{May 1, 2012}   Reflections of.


When we elect to take a thing to mean something negative without the courage of
clearance to be sure; that says a whole lot more about us than we’d ever like,
or care to admit.

That would be because it’d be a toss between ego, or conscious:
both which we’d rather toss the blame, rather than see it’s reflection.


{May 1, 2012}   Focus is Expansion.

Negative or positive, good or bad, whatever we focus on: Expands.

If you focus on a person, it is your personal responsibility to look for the gift and the lift.

After all, you get only what you came for.

And whatever that is…it’s yours, to open, or to close.

If it is not a gift…then return it.

You are only as positive & kind as your empathy &
understanding of the next man’s plight.

A person is no less meaner a person for
expressing himself, than the man who will
accuse him of being so, yet himself,
has not exercised empathy &
understanding about what that man
could be going through.

That makes him just as mean a person.

{April 15, 2012}   Temple-ly Yours.

Take care of, and stay in total control of you.

To give up control of you is to give in to false &
helpless beliefs, doctrines, or mantras that other
human beings are and can be the cause or effect of
your happiness or joy, or sadness and sorrow.

Like a magnet, nothing can get to, or in you-that
isn’t of, or in you (already)…

Anything that reaches any emotion in you should work:
-with you
-for you
-on you
-through you

…you are in control of anything working “you.”

You cannot receive sorrow, if isn’t already in you.

As well, you cannot receive happiness, or feel joy
if it isn’t already of you.

Your body isn’t your only temple, it is also
your own heart, and your own mind.

Own it!
Bless up.

{April 14, 2012}   Look. Leap. Jump. Go.


Inspiration is a circle of reciprocation like a game of French jump rope.

As the world keeps turning, you’ve got to stare at the rope turning mercilessly and then leap in-full speed ahead, both feet.


Words are powerful-they manifest.

Those words being said…we habitually inspire (or tritely say): “Rise & Grind.”

But to “rise,” we have to grind, after we rise [then] grind.

So that being said:

Rise & Grind.

Grind to Rise.

Grind & Shine.

Happy Wednesday.

Wake up.

In order to “chase,” “go after,” of “run for,” your dreams…you have to be awake to do so.

In order to “rise” as a result…you have to be and come alive from your spark of inspiration (inside).

Great morning 🙂

I love “life.”

And every day, I grow to fall more in love with the love of mine:

The Living.

The Learning.

The Discovery.

The kinds of things I discover and learn by accident.

…Or incident.

Without even trying to find and know.

I learned that those are the times that really
matter and mean what you really need in order to know,
to grow, to leave some things behind, take some things on,
get serious about some things, and less serious about other things.
In short: to change, and rearrange-every thing.

One thing I can say is this:

I never learned the truth about life, or things and the people in
it by treading lightly.
I always learn my BEST lessons and all that I need to
know at the “pushes” of certain buttons.

When that happens, I thank GOD with a grunt, because
you never know the GIFT of the risk of going too far.
At its opening…discovery of knowing if you’ve allowed
something or someone around you too long-you never know UNTIL…
you push that “right” button…

That is where all the answers and the truth is found…

That is when your freedom begins. Again and again.

I can’t explain that liberating feeling.

There is a kind of “magic” found in it that I can barely
explain-just something you can only understand at its experience.

Just felt like sharing as much of the good feeling about
it as I can conjure up in words.

Because I feel oh-so-good.

…And wanted to share it: as best I could.

The irony about the “Easy” button it is that you don’t get
the answers you NEED from it until the most challenging and
UNeasy moments…

So know that there IS such a thing as an “Easy” button…

You just can’t be too afraid to push it.

And then push past it.

That is when it all becomes “Easy.”

{April 2, 2012}   Epiphany in the Sun.

Had an epiphany while running with the sun today. The wind reminded me that when you come to terms with the fact that:

-Consequence is not a coincedence.

-Karma’s function is to punish & teach as well as surprise & give.

-Everything is relative (including death and taxes).

-Nothing’s for certain (except death and taxes).

-Everything we complain about being done to us-in some form or another, we’ve done to someone else too.

-A life lived is by choice & design or default.

…you are free of more than you think, and know all that you need to know and can control.

Life then begins.

Again and again and again.

So live, and enjoy it!

{March 24, 2012}   FEAR -vs- CLEAR

Let’s talk about FEAR.

Fear is not just some action in which we see a thing
and run for cover-to a corner, or behind some couch and begin
shaking and/or praying, to shelter ourselves from harm.

Fear is mostly the harm that we do unto others, as a result
of the preconceived notions, thoughts, or feelings that shake
and shaped our minds, and have shelter up in our own heads…

Please, whatever you do.


Or (think) you KNOW about fear…

Or whatever you DO about fear…

Read these words and know what “fear” really is.

Fear is fear of the unknown-the unclear about any: thing, place, or PERSON…

Racism is a poison that creeps and seeps into the crevices of the heart and
mind about any particular race, social status/socio-economic status, race, creed,
religion/belief about another person opposite (or unknown) as comparison to us/our own.
Rather than to establish dialogue and conversation, we have chosen to have a conversation
amongst ourselves-in our own heads, which fear makes us antagonistically act upon.

JEALOUSY and ENVY is fear.
Jealousy is a poison that creeps and seeps into the crevices of the heart and mind
about any particular person that we feel has something(s) that we wish we had,
cannot obtain, refuse to work towards obtaining, or know that we will not,
or are not capable of obtaining (being it: material, physical, or social)

HATRED is fear.
Like racism, hatred is a poison that creeps and seeps into the crevices of the
heart and mind about any particular race, social status/socio-economic status,
race, creed, religion/belief about another person opposite (or unknown)
as comparison to us/our own. Rather than to establish dialogue and conversation,
we have chosen to have a conversation amongst ourselves-in our own heads, which
fear makes us antagonistically act upon.

FEAR is fear
There is nothing to fear, but fear itself…
…’Nuff said.





Being bold opens up the way to “clear.”

Being bold eradicates fear.

These are words of “fear”:
“He’s just staring.”
“Now he’s staring at me.”
“Yep, he’s coming to check me out.”
“ ’These assholes..’ they always get away.”
Take a listen:

More words of fear (at 1:52):
(whisper)…“Fuckin’ coons”

And THIS…is the result of “fear,” and what the COWARDS WHO FEAR do:

When you harbor fear in your heart, your mind, and your thinking about a
person; you can impair the way that they think, feel, operate, function,
eat, sleep, and LIVE…


If ANY FORM of racism, prejudice, jealousy, envy, or hatred, is in your
head with regard to any other human being for which you have elected to feel
(or act upon); that means that you, too, have chosen to be a coward and
validate your fear as “real.”

Anything unclear, unrevealed, and unsettled is not clear-therefore it is NOT “real…”

And when it is not revealed, settled, or made clear (through something as
simple that a little dialogue and conversation will cure), we too, are
George Zimmerman-WITH or without a gun in our hands, Because we too, affect
the lives and livelihood of the people we “shoot”…just the same.

So as long as we:
…We too, are no different than George Zimmerman, unless or until, we get “clear.”

The way that we socialize today, “assumption” is the new conversation and
receipt of the way that we [choose] to receive, process, and believe “information,”
(especially about a person-another human being).
The more that we do this, the more we lose the capacity to care or change-either way.


Welcome to our “world.”

Where are YOU in this? On this? With this?


In line at the grocery store?

At school?

At work?

On the telephone or cell phone?

…You don’t have to be in Florida with a name called: “George Zimmerman,”
in order for you to be a coward like George Zimmerman.

Get your act [or whatever you feel is your lack] together.

Stop “shooting” at innocent people who you feel are “in your way.”

If you THINK you’re bold enough to pick up a literal [or figurative gun to “shoot”]
someone down by impairing the way that they: think, feel, operate, function,
eat, sleep, and LIVE; try being bold enough to initiate REAL dialogue and
conversation outside of the one in your own head-making you run up on
people-“shooting,” or shooting them…

That same person(s) that you “shoot” and shoot are HUMAN BEINGS with people
that (like you?): love them, need them, rely on them to make it back home
at the end of the day with all their emotional and mental faculties in tact.
They (like you?) have people that rely on and need them to make it back home
in one physical piece.
WITH peace.
IN peace.

Who are YOU to decide that they haven’t the HUMAN right to eat, sleep,
operate, function, or cope?

Who are YOU to decide that they haven’t the HUMAN right to the most peaceful
quality of life that they can live?

Who are YOU to decide that you have the right to run up on someone and interrupt
all of that-because of the fears in YOUR head?

Get OUT of your head.
And speak your mind.
Or forever HOLD your peace.
And hold your PIECE…
Stop “shooting.”
And stop shooting…

Most of us can relate to this situation, and our hearts cry out.
We can immediate say ourselves, or about our sons, brothers, and nephews:
“I am Trayvon Martin.”
But are you not “George Zimmerman?”, too?


{February 19, 2012}   Show.

Like “love” we tend to toss that word around to express
its action without actually expressing its action.
…and we stop there. The intent, the thought,
and the sentiment is good enough (so we think).

Like “positive” or “be positive,” we tend to toss that
sentiment around as an (ill-attempt) to encourage-without
actually assisting, encouraging, ennobling, motivating, or inspiring.
“Please don’t disturb my groove,” is what that means
when we merely toss that sentiment.
Because we toss it, and we stop there.
The sentiment is good enough to make us look good without
actually taking action on making to whom we send its sentiment-do
positive enough, or feel positive enough.

In expressing gratitude, we are quick to say: “I’m so inspired.”
…and we stop there. That so open-ended and momentarily sincere…
Inspired to:
-Feel what?
-Share what?
-Be what?
-Do what?
-Change what?
-Dream what?

When we speak of things, ask, and answer questions to ourselves
(like we do to, and around others); our personal integrity can do
nothing but force us to genuinely act upon what we say.
(That is…when we have personal integrity)…
When we think it, we feel it-we then, act upon it…(as best we can).

Instead of being so quick to “throw” love
(under the guise of positivity and gratitude)-do something about it,

-Feel love
-Be love
-Shave love
-Give love


“Toss” love.
“Throw” love.
and show-off, Love…

How about:
“Show love,” my Love…

Anything less than demonstrative of all the above is positively
counterproductive, conducive to, and equal to nothing = NEGATIVE.
That’s what “negative” means: of, doing, equaling to nothing.

So let’s get over sounding deep and looking good for “show.”
Let’s stop pointing fingers at, and outward.
Dig deeper.
Go in.
Mean it (if you can’t show it).
And if you’re not gonna show, that’s cool-but don’t say it.
Simply act like you don’t know.
Because if you don’t show.
You can’t grow.
And you can’t very well Ennoble, Assist, Encourage, Motivate,
or Inspire someone else to grow if you don’t “Show.”
You know?…

If power of life and death is in the tongue, then we not only
should be careful with what we say, but as well-we ought be
careful with what we do (and do not do)…with what we say, too.

What’s good for the gander will always and forever
(equally) be good for the goose.

That being said:
-What do you?
-What mean you?
-What say you?

{February 14, 2012}   Grow. Love.

I often contemplate love.
Because if you really know love, you know that there is always a new and better way to do it-everyday. That’s how you grow love.

And that’s how you grow, Love.

{October 5, 2011}   Night and Day

With gratefulness and appreciation for both: the night and the day; gives us ample the time with more to do in a twenty-four hour day.

Things that life are made of.

Do it.

{October 3, 2011}   Rising Sun.

Sunrise is a gift of the new day where its
presents are clarity for your vision(ary)
and a Picasso for your clear canvas’ painting.

Repair. Prepare. Renew.

{September 24, 2011}   The 80-10 Rule.

Most often, we have a tendency to think that it’s a kind of “spiritual spell”
that we send out into the universe to place upon another person that we “feel”
has harmed or hurt us. We tend to think that is Karma’s main role.

Rarely do we contemplate the notion that her purpose and mission is also
something that is a result of choices that we make, or a message or a lesson
that she wants to give us-just as much as the blessings we are so used to
attributing her in thanks for.

I had what I considered to be a “life altering” experience that plagued me for years.
And during those years, I think I “carried a big knife” of Karma wishes for the person
that I felt was the reason behind all that I had gone through
(as a result of my response to the trauma that originally started off on a level playing field).

I have a motto: “if you don’t want to slip or get caught slipping, stay away from slippery places.”
Sometimes however, you won’t know that you are in a slippery situation until slippery happens.

Well, slippery happened. And the unfortunate part about it is that I was the one
without the “power” in the situation. In dealing with people (especially in non-business)
having the “power” in a situation should never be an issue unless someone has ill-tent
or if ill occurs.

Well, ill occurred. And the one with the power in the situation took everything to
a whole new level that was way over my head and in no way could defend and no one
else (uninvolved) could even entertain the thought of (much less-understand).
The more I put the person as out of control as I could, they turned it up each
step of the way until I was backed into a corner. They thought it was cute, clever
and so covert that they handled it all as if I was locked in some underground
basement that was miles away from life and civility and should just deal
with it-because there was no where to run, hide or yell out to.

That angered me. That is when I had to think of a master-plan: fight back
with the only resource and ability that I had to fight back with, which
involved “beating ‘em in their own neighborhood” (so to speak).

Well, I got results (somewhat) in that it lessoned their “power” (somewhat).
They knew it was not in their best interest to be so brazen with me in ways
that they were in the beginning. Because although I did not have the “power”
or resources to (literally) beat ‘em in their own neighborhood, the steps that
I did take, put me on their soil (in ways they never entertained the thought I had in me to do).

Though I got results (somewhat), eventually it plagued my life in ways that
I not only didn’t anticipate, but didn’t carefully “map out.” Because I only wanted
freedom from the situation and to get it eradicated, I didn’t feel that I had to
“map out,” premeditate or lie about anything in order for the truth to set
me free from them. But it didn’t work that way. What I sought out to be free
from turned more into a sensational happening to the eyes of others,
whereas my mind and reasoning behind getting it dealt with were
far from “sensational.”

It was a nightmare.

Seeing as though I could tell that no one was going to have any
interest in seeing the situation as serious as it was (from my mind’s eye),
I began to present it to anyone what I felt could free me from it, in a way
that would be “sensational” to them. I was desperate by this time.
Because every passing day, it seemed like this person’s mess was all
cleaned up-yet, the both of us knew that they hadn’t and weren’t going to walk away.

I could not believe it.

Every day, I nearly woke up and went to sleep “praying” to be in the know
when Karma’s shoe was going to drop in that person’s life. I refused to live
with the fact that this person blew into and through my life like a storm
(uninvited) and got was getting away with it (unscathed).

All that was left after the storm was: the sensation, the skepticism and me.
My life was ruined as a result. Because the truth that I defended and fought
with in comparison to their “power” over the situation-made everything look
like it was probably my imagination or an over-exaggeration of what really

No matter how far I had gotten with my results, deep down inside of me,
I could not live with the fact that the person was not punished. I needed to know,
to see and to witness Karma in action in order for me to be satisfied.

(Many of us) think that once we call upon Karma to get at people that we feel have
caused us harm, we must also oversee her work[ings].

No slaying dragon fantasy of how it should be done in our heads is further from her
spiritual realm of reality (that she is in control of).

What I learned about Karma is that though she is not blind, she is deaf
(to our cries and calls to her). Almost like “talking too [her] hand.” How do I know this?

I met her.

She’s this little white-haired, wise old-lady who sits in a wooden rocking chair
behind a one-way, sound-proof window with her legs crossed-flipping through the
pages of her itinerary as if she is flipping through the pages of a magazine;
finding out who’s naughty, and who’s nice. Because she knows that she is coming to town…

She’s not a friend any more than she is a foe to you, or to me.

She has no attachment to either one of us. No “favorites.” No “least favorites.”

She’s less interested in us-individually, and more interested in us in relation to
the world, the universe, and other people and things co-existing with us.

She’s merely an unbiased universal gate-keeper who rewards, reminds and runs the
reaping of what we’ve sewn (positive or negative, bad or good).

Whatever is relativity true, false or so (from person to person), is concretely:
true, false, or so (to her and her only). That’s her role. She is the universal
go-between and the referee of all that we debate and have tug of wars about.
She is the final decision maker who rings the bell (to begin), or throws in the
towel (to make an end).

Man down.

After awaking from a haze of what I assumed was the gist of Karma’s ways, clarity
came into view and this I learned was true: Karma’s spirit is kind of like that
saying that goes: “life is 10% of what happens to you and 80% of how you respond to it.”
That 80% is the sum of the pain you’ll collect, the lesson, the blessing, the demise,
the rise, the fall-all that. Because that 10% is: none of our business, out of our
control and the [good or bad] workings of Karma.

So all the while, I was standing behind that window, beating on it-trying to tell
her how I wanted her to come down on that person, what I learned is that you do not
call shots for Karma-she calls her own. She does things her own way and by her own
time-as she is related to Father Time. Her secret about how and when she is going to
do whatever it is she is going to do is between herself and “To Whom it Concerns.”
Karma is and never will be any of our business. I learned that they hard way.

In order for you to keep your sanity, and live a life with any semblance of normalcy,
you have to adopt the 80-10 rule and respect that fact that She runs that 10% and You
have a whole 80% to deal with and live with. Take from that-lessons or blessings and make
lemonade out of lemons with a life of your choosing: bitter, sweet or both.

I chose to make it sweet. So pour some sugar on me.

The only way I could make peace with the situation was to see make the “sweet” of it.

Had I not had that episode in my life, I never would have known who my real and true friends
were, from who really wasn’t. Everybody is a friend when things are well and smooth sailing.
But it is the traumatic times in our lives when you are able to see true colors shine through
or fall back. I was grateful to the episode for giving me that lesson. As a result, I changed
my life around and re-arranged my definition of what a “friend” is and became more careful
about who I gave that title to. Luckily “BFF” became a substitute for “friend,” because if
it weren’t for that, I would’ve been down to 3 “friends.”

Pour some sugar on me.

The “sweet” of it made me stronger. Although I can admit that it altered my personality
somewhat, it did so in areas that I really needed and otherwise, would never know.
And from it, I learned the lesson that you get it how you live it. That’s with everything.
From getting the results of something from the level you live it, down to getting the life
you want to the level of how you live it (as well).
That put fire under my but and took me from a mundane level of comfort and complacency,
and forced me to BE about what I TALKED and as well: DREAMED about.

The only freedom in this life that you really have is the access and options that you have in it.

Pour that sugar all on me.

In order for me to stay sane, I had to make my bitter turn sweet by letting go-and letting
Karma work her hand-if and whenever she saw fit.

So what do I know about Karma?

I know that Karma’s spirit is like a field of seeds, gardens or weeds: lessons,
messages or blessings, but not ours to “pick” from.

So the floral of the story is this:

I spent years of my life, fighting a battle that wasn’t mine in the first place.
And while I was so busy on a crusade to join forces with Karma in getting the person
back for what I felt they put me through, years had passed and that person had sealed
their own fate and demise-without my help, after all. The curtains they brought down
onto themselves had nothing to do with me (after all), but rather, what they had done
to me was a debt they owed to Karma-who finally paid ‘em a visit
(after all and on her own time). I didn’t even realize that person had their meeting
with Karma already because I was too busy trying to make Karma my ally and slay the
dragon the way I saw fit (in my head). Years had passed and she had already come to
town and did what she came to do and was now behind that sound-proof one-way window;
sitting in her rocking chair, reviewing her itinerary and done with the both of us
(my nemesis and me).

It took a long time and my quality of life and personality to be shifted somewhat,
for me to finally realize that I still had a whole 80% to work with (after all).
And although Karma didn’t slay the dragons the way I wanted to (from scene in my head),
she still handled her functions in my nemesis’ life in ways that I never could have
imagined-nonetheless (after all).

So all was not lost, and I’m working on and with that, as I write-right.

Right now? Score: 80-10.

Stay tuned…


{September 20, 2011}   Day and Night.

Every morning, I am thankful for the gift of the day-for
allowing me to open it and chose my present-present.

Every night, I pray to have held on to; my heart and head.
And keep them in sync while I dream to make manifest dreams
that don’t have to be chased, but rather, within my reach
from out of my sleep.

What are you thankful for, and dream of when you’re awake
from your sleep?


{September 13, 2011}   Bringing Sand to the Beach

If life is what we make it.
We can:
*make sandcastles in the sand
*bury ourselves beneath it
*sink in it
*leave footprints in it

{September 11, 2011}   Emergency 9.11

If you know or keep up with me, you know that formalities and gestures
(no matter how serious the matter or its intention); annoy me and crawl under
my skin more than anything in this world.
Because they are most often self-serving and are “THE” day at a “THE” time rather
than one CONSISTENT or GRADUAL day at “A” time.

Life goes on for the gesturer after the gesture.
Their [good deed and feeling] of saying: “I attempted,” “I suggested,”
and “I offered” almost always ends right there.

My thinking regarding formalities and gestures is as such:

Don’t serve me dinner or hand me a turkey at Thanksgiving and December
25th, when on February 5th I may need that same dinner and turkey. You will be no
where to be found. So hand me that turkey or serve me that dinner on Thanksgiving
or December 25th-on February 5th as well, or teach and show me to ways that I could
buy my and serve own.

We are all guilty of formalities and gestures on a public or personal scale
to varying degrees-with those we know personally, and as well, those we do not know personally.

It’s like that trite thing we do when we see someone from our past.
We take their phone number at the end of the conversation, knowing that we most
probably will not (or do not have much of a reason to call). But the formality
and gesture of the offer or exchange somehow smooths things along for us (or them).

For years, I have been so guilty of the doing the same thing. Until I recently
got comfortable with saying (and meaning): “Well, it was good seeing you and I
hope all is and continues to go well with you.”
(If I know in my heart
there is probably no need for me to offer or exchange contacts as a formality or gesture).

I do not like feeling that kind of “guilty.” So I gave up on that narcotic.

I refuse to spew my political rants on social forums unless I know
that I am on route to Capital Hill to stand next to people who are actively-on the daily-fight
to do something about all that I am ranting on Twitter about. That (to me) is counter-productive
and ignorant. Because it serves no one-not even the ranter.

That being said, if I cannot show you, teach you, serve you dinner and give you a turkey on
February 5th, I would rather decline to stroke my dutiful ego on Thanksgiving or Christmas
for the sake of saying: I did my part in something “ennobling” for that (literal) day.

If I cannot look you in the eye or you cannot look me in the eye and say: “I am offering/exchanging my contact with you because I really need to talk with you,” then I won’t suggest, exchange or offer.

As I mature and keep it real with this person that I have to lie down at night and wake
up in the morning to look at; formalities and gestures are no longer my style of clothing
for the day. Because people are serious about:
-their life
-their heart/love
…(and all the subcategories that fall up under all three). Regardless the face and
fronts that they put on for the world.

Stop and take a look at the words and rhetoric around you.

For many, the way we socialize today only adds to the insecurities we already have.

Observe the words in your face everyday like: “unfriend,” “random,” “de-friend,” “unfollow,” “follow,” “verified,” “block,” “unblock,” “deny,” “accept,” etc.

Those are words to set the mind up to tell the heart of a person that they are somehow:
validated, inferior, liked, disliked, superior, subservient, domineering, rejected, favorite,
un-favorite, accepted, included, apart of, apart from, isolated or separated.

As I point to my temple, I say to you:
That is all a mind game-baby-built for the strongest (who not only can survive it);
but who knows the game. And how to deal it, play it, deal with it, wheel it, will it, and win it…

EVERYBODY’s got on their persona and pixilated suit in this life and social game of three-card
molly, no matter how “natural” or effortless it looks. EVERYBODY’s “The Wiz” in this thing-just
to varying high and low degrees.

No matter who, just pay attention to the insecure or grandiose, inferior, competitive,
combative, justified and unsure rhetoric of the people around you. Each and every person…
everybody (the from the movers and the shakers down to and through the stealers
and the takers) are pixilated behind some form of insecurity that they are fighting
tooth, QWERTY keypad and nail, not to fall into obscurity on.

With that being said, when you can, where you can: DO.
Do keep it real.

Let me give you a side bar note about something in relation to the moral and my reason for this blog.

Have you ever watched Joy Behar interview a person? (She’s the lady comedian who one of the host on
“The View” and she has a late evening show on HLN as well, where she interviews celebrities, politicians, etc).
To a lot of people, she’s annoying as all get out (from what I’ve seen, read and heard).
She “seems” negative, piercing, nosey, antagonizing and downright offensive and invasive
(to some people that I’ve seen her interview). But do you know what the “problem” is with her?
She makes people “accountable” for what other interviewers often times leave open-ended or unanswered.

Often times, these celebrities and politicians get on shows and say profound or delightful things
(that would actually be interesting to hear how they arrived at such a conclusion or premise).
But on her shows, she will ask: “so how so?” or “why?” or “when?” or “what made you say that?”

When they’re being truthful about their delight or profoundness; they can flow right
into answering the question. When they’re untruthful or were savvy in saying something to merely
fill a line in an interview; they get choked up. That has happened (with Joy’s interviews)
more often than not.

I’m always curious about human behavior, so like for a year or so, I was almost obsessed
with watching her interviews (plus she’s funny).

But people (like Joy) who ask questions, require more to conclude or believe [in] a thing etc., Or people who provoke thought or contemplation (like what I’m doing in this blog), look like rebel-rousers and negative troublemakers who are problematic and chaotic.

But that’s not always so. People like that are the minority (in today’s world) so
[to mostly the insincere and superficial people] they upset the “status” quo.
(Or to those people who are playing the Laws of Power mind-game and use it to the
letter and like a bible to make it through this social life we’re living). With any
book-you have to know how to take what you need from it and apply it per-situation/per-person
(sometimes) in order to not lose your “humanness” in all this “stuff” in the world.

The point that I am making however, is that-day by day, we are becoming such
a nation of superficial exhibitionists. And these forums that we socialize on, enable
us to have the platform to be so-where we otherwise would have none. So with that
“opportunity,” we are becoming top-notch exhibition opportunists (now more than ever).
All of us: me, you, the person next to you and so forth. We’ve all been guilty at some point.

We are very concerned now, more than ever, with what other people think of us and
how they “view” us. So much so, that we are overly concerned with what we say
than we are with what we dobehind, and after we say it.

We offer sentiments of empathy that mean nothing five minutes after we publicly declare it.
We quote quotes that we do not live by-suggesting to our audience how they should live
in order to be considered “humane,” or “right” in their daily lives.

When if [like the quote that gets me the most: “Be the change you wish to be in the
”] we really did be the change we wished to see in the world; do you really
realize how much better a place this world we be if we really followed with action;
the sincerity we put on display-what it is we quote and say for either: attention, sportsmanship,
tradition or notoriety?
Think about it.

That is why I almost never quote quotes. I just say what I feel-even if it sounds like a quote.
I try and move away from that because I’m guilty of the same inaction as well-like you are too.
We all are.

Yet, there are people (on foot) out there helping, fighting and defending rights of things that
we are too busy quoting and publicly proclaiming-to pretty up our walls. They are out there climbing walls.
And they are not soldiers-they are civilians who take active stances to make phone calls, gather
lists and go to make things happen about the stuff that we offer superficial empathy and condolences on-everyday.
We think the extent of defense and help starts and ends at our borders-and it doesn’t.

There are people who know and help orphaned families and children of the people that perished in the
tragedies that we publicly emphasize about. We haven’t a care about outside of “what happened,”
much less-how their loved ones are living-since (their tragedy).

In spirit, karma and from the empathetic heart; condolences, prayers and empathy are more enough-but
best served quietly from the sincere heart. But when we pretty up our walls, personas and images with
condolences and empathy; we forget that the cure (in addition to the prayers and well-wishes)
is one thing that we all can agree on: our time and our money. Time is money just
like we can offer our time or our money in making anything that is wrong-right. And we allknow that.

What good is offering condolences and empathy on a thing for the sake of not feeling shamed for
not acknowledging something that, (if we can) would best be served by doing something about?

During my own years of superficiality and saying stuff to add to my “persona,” I became more
comfortable with keeping it “all-me” and all “about me,” rather than publicly offering or saying
something that I couldn’t (or wasn’t) doing anything about-past the chair that I sat in, especially
when I knew it was because I didn’t want people to shame me for not acknowledging. But in not doing
anything about it, I felt just as fake. So I learned to do what works for my soul while
empathizing from my heart-to whom it may concern.

But that’s me.


In 2009, I was on the Global Grind website, and Kimora posted a traumatic video of
this lil’ fourteen/fifteen year old boy who was brutally beaten by the police. It was all caught on video
(close-up at that). I had never seen anything like it. The boy was unarmed, swollen, turning blue and bleeding
from places I never could image (while trying to breathe). It was like the two cops had gotten a taste of the
adrenaline of what a human kill and torture felt like-and they beat this poor little poor to a literal pulp,
as if they could feel pleasure in their own bodies.

I held onto my chest and breath after I watched the family and the onlookers responding to it all,
but low and behold, after reading Kimora’s post about it-I couldn’t hold my voice back. So I sent
her a hell of a “how dare you” letter. Because I felt like, how could she post this type of story
and interject the fact that the family was having a hard time getting it brought to justice
(because of their finances). Yet, she is not only wealthy-but she posted and published the story
on her website!

For me, it shouldn’t have stopped there. To me, to not step up to the plate (whether silently or publicly)
was less than acceptable. So I read her the riot act about it-right on her website (which was deleted-and
as a writer, I usually keep everything I write but I just went right in and replied-and my post will never
see the light of day again).

All that is fine and dandy and I would be remised if I didn’t mention that when I followed up on the story
later-she did step up to the plate and help out.

Whether or not she had plans to do it before the post or after my post-that’s neither here nor there.
What matters is that she did something about what she PUBLICLY claimed to have empathized about.
So I respect that-thoroughly.

I wasn’t picking on Kimora because she was a public figure and because she was wealthy. Little did she know,
I had the same kind of debate with my best friend in 2005 when the IVR political debate was a hot button issue.
She and I argued like cats and dogs on the phone about it and we hung up and didn’t speak for weeks about her
concern about it versus my issue, which was: “Why in the hell are you playing arm-chair quarterback from your
chair and screaming at the television when there are people in Washington doing something about it?
Yet you and I are sitting on the phone arguing the issue and neither one of us are standing on any steps in DC!”

It just made no sense.
Some things, no matter how serious the sentiment involved, make no sense to comment on where there is
something that can be done after the comment, formality or gesture.

It’s pretentious, in a way.

In closing my long-story long, I say this.

In this day and age of being self-conscious of how we are looking to and FOR other people, we still have to
keep it real-and allow our empathy and sincerity to match that, versus our personas and egos.

So I’m going to start with myself.

On this day of remembrance, even some ten whole years later, outside of
where I was and what I was doing when it happened; I cannot recite to
you ONE person’s name from the 9.11 tragedy (and you, reading this, probably cannot either-in the midst of
all of our formalities and gestures).

But there are people who can: those whom it directly affected.

Regardless the conspiracy theories, the fact still remains: some people died. That’s real.
And my sincere and heartfelt blessings go out to the families and friends of those that perished on
this tragic date tear-stained in the lids of all our eyes to have unfortunately seen.

On this 9.11 date, in addition to the empathy and condolences that we PUBLICLY express for
these families and surviving loved ones, we should also use the thoughts of this day to consider
the things going on in our own personal back and front yards-to the people in our own lives (living)
whom we are awaiting to offer our empathy and condolences at what? Their perishing? Their funerals?

If we can publicly offer it to people that we don’t know, then what about the people in our own lives
(we owe it to) to step up to the plate and do the same? Make our own wrongs-right-rather than at tragedy.

While in our heartfelt formalities and gestures of the day, make them even more meaningful by
really meaning what we say-going forward even after today, as we cherish our
own loved ones and good times in the lives we live now, the way that we do in times of tragedy;
when to whom it would concern, is no longer here.

Keep it real with them (and yourself) while they are still here-like it’s an emergency

Be blessed.

We lead and are lead by what we feel until we GROW into understanding what it is we think (and why).

We then have the CHOICE to lead or be lead by what we feel or what we think (and why).

One cannot mentally stimulate anyone who is not mentally ready.
One cannot mentally stimulate anyone who is not already mentally stimulated(able).

Being stimulated mentally is a MEETING of the minds, not an INTRODUCTION of the minds.

One cannot introduce mentally stimulating an adult mind any more than he can introduce mentally stimulating a child’s mind.

Both still have to grow into it (on their own), in order to meet the like-mind you.

In life, at living and in love, we meet people where they are at or they meet us where we are at, ideally, on the same wave length.♡

{August 18, 2011}   Spiritual Gratuity

Some things for which there honestly is no expectation, still deserve an explanation.

Because when we know better, we [have the opportunity and choice to] do better.

People have the function of personal integrity, selflessness, spirituality and the act of spiritual gratitude all twisted sometimes. It’s a silent way of paying it forward.

Paying forward is praying it (going forward)…

We are all spiritual beings (in spite of how deep some of us delve into us, as compared to others with themselves).

As spiritual beings, we are like vessels: recipients of blood and oxygen to ensure functionality.

The spiritual thing about being “vessels” is that, like the literal vessel; we cannot see it-but it thrives because of some THING that makes it function:

The element of air is: freedom.
Air is unseen but it is felt.
It is able to fill up any container that holds it, but it needs to expand indefinitely…

As a spiritual vessel, anything in life commands your: attendance, your affection, or your attention for any amount of time in which you have been:
• ennobled
• encouraged
• inspired
• motivated to do
• motivated to be
• motivated to have

Do not stunt its growth by:

• being spiteful to it
• stifling it
• suffocating it
• sequestering it

ESPECIALLY if it does not cost you anything outside of a little bit of personal integrity and spiritual gratitude. Anything outside of that is merely sententious.
That is not “love.”
That is not selflessness.
It is quite the opposite…

Let me give you an example of “personal integrity” (for which the reward of reciprocity is spiritual gratuity).

Personal integrity is a little bit like this VERY POWERFUL scene at the 3:00-3:39 point where you can see Mister over in the field watching Nettie reuniting Celie with her kids and herself.

Towards the end of the movie, this union was all made possible by way of Mister doing the right thing: going to the Immigration Department and releasing all that he held onto: spiting, stifling, suffocating and sequestering Celie-all those years.

It cost him nothing but a little bit of personal integrity to take that walk to the Immigration Department in order for another human being to breathe again; a whole new breath of life that she had been sequestered from…

So whether it be the wrong that you may feel someone has done to you or because of the wrong that you are holding onto out of spite for another person.
Or just the same-it may very well be the “right” that someone is doing for you in the form of:
• ennobling you
• encouraging you
• inspiring you
• motivating you to do
• motivating you to be
• motivating you to have


• spite them
• stifle them
• suffocate them
• sequester them

Spiritual gratitude is just a thing we do (in silent) even if [like Mister; watching from across the way-we do it without ever having to say: “I did this or that or this for you”].

It is an act of doing rather than withholding and spiting, stifling, suffocating and sequestering.

The beautiful thing about it all is that it is as free as the air we breathe and never costs us one dime in order to do so.

Personal integrity and spiritual gratuity is: what it does.

So make it dew, what it do: what it’s due.

And allow all deeds (done or undone) be between you and the Karma Gods.

Any act of kindness that we can recollect is unknowingly pretentious.

Kindness is merely apart of who we are or who we aren’t-about as much as urinating is apart of what we do.

If kindness is who we are, it is merely apart of what we do.

Can you recollect how many times you urinated today?

{June 14, 2011}   She.

Worry is paralyzing, but still-she walks tall.
Smile on her face with tears about to fall.
She’s seen it all.
Never crawled.
Turns invisible.
Walks through walls.
Like nothing at all.
Stands tall-in ways that others fold and fall.
She: Not-at-all.


{June 11, 2011}   Loose Ends.

Loose ends.
Weeks’ end.
It’ll have to be more than just then name of a group’s band.
It should have a knot tied tight at its end.

The wind.

{June 9, 2011}   Love Reflection.

When you find something to latch onto for you-you are less likely to latch onto things-and lose you.

Magnetically, things that are for you will latch onto and connect to you.

That which is not, will lose and loosen from you.

{June 9, 2011}   Mouth Over Matter.

Always own up to and be aware of your own (negative) feelings: where they are, why they are, and how they’re kept when it comes to indignation of another person (who has no knowledge of, played no part or participation in, and nothing to do with the rumblings on inside of you).

It’s not healthy to go around carrying a big knife for people over the goings on in your mind-especially if you’ve never even had a conversation with them about it: out of your mouth.

That means it’s just all in your head (literally).

{June 9, 2011}   Be Remarkable.

Some pencils don’t come with erasers and some ink pens do.

That’s the beauty in life.

Make your mark-your own way.

Mark your make.

{June 7, 2011}   Who We Be.

Of the hardest battles in life, we all are quick to say that it is life itself.

But if you think about it-one of the hardest battles in life is to treat people (not so much as the way we wish to be treated), but rather, the way they ought to BE (period)…the way our positive minds and hearts would see them (rather than, and in spite of whomever and however they may “be…”)

{May 1, 2011}   Woo Bring Thee Joy.

Life can seem sadistic-teetering on masochistic.

There is no “simple solution” to it.

We feel unhappy with it sometimes because we think we are supposed to be happy in it.

But the truth is, we have to take our joy from it-like a thief in the light…

Happy is a condition.

Joy is the only state of mind that is the state of being.

Whether we realize or accept it as fact, “happy” is a fluctuating and fleeting emotion; contingent upon so many things that ignite it (long or short-term).
But pursue it-intently while remaining gratefully content with where you are and what you already have, and with that-joy will definitely be found.

{May 1, 2011}   Flee. Glee. Be.

I observe that some people spend more time speaking of swating off the “devil” and negativity than they actually do spending their life and their minds time for good & positivity.

The more constant you speak about what you’re trying to get rid of-it’s most probably already apart of you.

People don’t talk about losing weight unless they have pounds to shed (whether we want to admit it or not).
It’s like the same difference. Think about it.

We frequently announce or acknowledge what we discover (especially about our own selves).

{April 14, 2011}   You and With the World.

It’s more than just “being yourself.”
Love you, but also love “being yourself.”
Because you can never be unhappy knowing that there is no one else in this world that you would rather be…

…after discovering (and truly believing) that there is nothing “wrong” with that.

{March 29, 2011}   Case of the Fake People

It’s delusion.

When people do not know you, but want and expect something from you-they will often call you fake because they (subconsciously) know their rationale is ego-centered and unreal-so, the only way to justify their thinking is to call you “fake.”

How presumptuous, and preposterous.


“Fake” is a common word turned moniker, damned you by those who either: don’t know you and want to know you, or once upon a time in life, had your real and full attention-undivided, and no longer do (usually because of their own inaction or actions).

We will even go so far as to use terms, words and sayings such as:
“he/she is the devil,” “he/she is a snake,” “I see him/her for what they really are,” “he/she is wicked,” “now I see his/her true colors,” etc. as if our subjective feelings are objective facts.

The more deluded of us, will even go so far as to even attacking someone else’s character over ourfeelings (as if they are substantial).

Our personal feelings and what we want or expect from another are not indicative of that person’s: person, integrity or character.

If someone literally stole something from you and are no where to be found, question their character and integrity-call them fake.

If someone breached a contract with you or reneged on any (mutually agreed upon) commitment with you-question their character and integrity-call them fake.

Examples like those are substantial-they have merit and reason-nothing to do with our “feelings.”
They are just facts (of actual happenings-not emotions).

When we are emotionally mature (and true to ourselves), we do not go around convicting people based on our emotions.
That’s federal (and foolish).

People die everyday in spirit, of broken hearts and literally die-all over other people’s EMOTIONS.
People lose jobs over other people’s emotions, lose money, lose relationships, lose deals-all that (over people’s unreasonable and unchecked personal emotions).
Wars are even fought because of emotions.
You have to deal with them accordingly-properly.

Most emotion goes haywire when left unchecked and properly articulated and expressed (to whom it concerns).
That’s what’s “fake.”

When we are real (and not fake-ourselves), we hold our selves accountable for our own personal feelings rather than projecting them off onto other people; labeling other people messy and sticky things that are sticky in our messy and heads and hearts’ eye-view.

We have to hold ourselves accountable for the part we play in things (spoken or unspoken) even if we think the other person does not know…
What we “think” shows in our actions (and inaction).
Every single human being’s intuition is in use like animals’ instincts are.
Some of ours is just stronger than others. But do not underestimate your fellow human being’s intuition-simply because something is kept in your head…
Your aura will tell on you anyways-you will “give it off,” so do not expect other people to respond to you based upon (what you think) they do not know…
We are all sensitive/feeling/intuitive beings.
So if it is in your head-it is in your heart-so, hold yourself accountable to the reactions you get, as well as your actions or inactions you give (or get).

When we do hold ourselves accountable for our own feelings, it is then (and only then) that we grow to be emotionally mature and are able to live and let live-be liberated in our thinking and feeling; thus freeing others from our delusional, emotional, unreal and fake grasps-clarity then begins, and we are truly able to decipher (and accept) what it is we simply “feel” (in our own heads and hearts) versus what really is not…

Don’t let your personal feelings fake you out. Grow up.

In the court of life, you cannot win cases on “feelings.”
You win cases on facts that can be proven and substantiated beyond a reasonable doubt.

“Feelings” are not reasonable (in a factual/objective sense).
Because they are: subjective, relative, varying, situational, individual-specific. Period.

However, the good thing about feelings is that, if it means that much to us that we allow other people to occupy space in our heart and mind’s time; then that is when it is evident and clear that we need to be pleading our case to whom it concerns.

And well, if we find that we cannot do that-then we have nothing but proof that we are either: delusional or irrational, as are our thoughts and feelings about what’s real and what’s fake.

Hold that truth to be self-evident…It will truly make you brave (and free).

What say you?


{March 20, 2011}   Debt Pro-ject.

In life, nothing is owed to us outside of what we lend or extend.

Whatever you expect, just make sure you pro-ject.

{March 20, 2011}   Decisions. Remissions.

You will always lose and forever be on a noose, if afraid to miss whatever you never had, and left with never an option to choose.

Anyone who mean you well, simply means you well: simply.

et cetera