FLAT "SOLES"

Ever since my first breath, I've been blessed... blessed with the opportunity to see new things, to chase new dreams and to touchdown on the scene... Now since my first breath, humph, this world has brought me so much stress and I've seen so much death... You can say its weighed me down like a bulletproof vest, even stumping me like problem 37 on a trigonometry test, but that wont stop me from making my next step... Placing my right foot in front the left, calculating my next step. Waking up seeking only to be the best, now i don't even trip on that same stress. I've learned that everyday is a new day, it's your job to make a new way with your FLAT SOLES... Press that pavement, keep making them payments, walk that block... that block of LIFE. in your FLAT SOLES... Just don't let it flatten your SOUL or be the reason why you grow old... Wear the SOLES, don't let the SOULS wear you (down)... All the things that I've seen in my short life, it'd make an old gray man cry tears at night, but i don't let it penetrate my mind, or my grind, i won't even let it consume my time... i just keep pressing my FLAT SOLES onwards towards my goals. I once heard that "life is like a box of chocolates" well, I disagree, see to me... Life ain't like a box of chocolates, its more like a box of sprockets, make sure you put your life together first, so you can take off like a rocket. Keep a few options open and place them in your back pocket... Plug up and stay charged like you live in a socket, stay out them streets unless you prepared to end up on a docket... From what i have observed, everybody wants to be a "made man" but what exactly have you made, man? How many nights have you been on your knees crying and prayed fam? Like them hustler's in the trap say, "Somethin gotta shake man." Don't resort to moving them grams, unless you can handle hearing them cell door's slam, and honestly, I don't think u can. Just keep pressing your FLAT SOLES until you find your place, and when you do, make sure you can fill that space, because you can't afford to let that hole gape... Press your FLAT SOLES my brothers and sisters, fore you see what is at stake, it ain't always about being the richest man who eats the biggest steak, it's sometimes about sharing what's on your plate and learning from your mistakes also balancing the choices that you make... Money is cool and all, but I'm not here to make a profit, I'm just here to place your mind on a different topic... Like that plasma screen, you might not want to watch it, because it's only slowing up your progress. Naw, I'm not like Moses, this here is no prophecy because it ain't nothing that can stop thee... Keep pressing your FLAT SOLES in pursuit of your goals, start running to them like Usain Bolt... Something like an oppressed man behind the gun line boss, or even like a dreaded man, cut those locks off and press your FLAT SOLES... Press them 'til your heels touch the concrete and your joints become weak, even then keep pressing, never stop stepping, never stop repping... Which one of us will keep pressing on and step up to claim the throne? It might have to be me, because so many of us are acting like drones and clones, mechanical and scientific concoctions, only taking other people's options... Some of our soul's have become flat, like an unattended soda, naw man, we can't have that... Remember you're leaving your imprint... Just keep pressing your FLAT SOLES, please, for the sake of me, we, and thee, the one's to follow your FLAT SOLES...

Blind MAN... Seeing MAN...

You don't know what the BLIND MAN SEES... You don't know what the BLIND MAN will SEIZE... You don't know when a BLIND MAN will CEASE... You don't even know what a SEEING MAN is blind to or what will blind the SEEING MAN... You also don't know what will SEIZE that same SEEING MAN or what that SEEING MAN will SEIZE... One day that SEEING MAN will CEASE to SEIZE what he SEES, but that BLIND MAN, i bet he will never CEASE to SEIZE the opportunity to SEE and SEIZE... Sometimes the SEEING MAN wishes he had not been able to SEE... Sometimes that same SEEING MAN, wishes he could CEASE what he SEES... At other times the BLIND MAN wishes he was able to SEE the light and SEIZE his path and CEASE his search for sight... When a SEEING MAN CEASES to SEE what he SEIZES he then becomes a BLIND MAN, and when a BLIND MAN CEASES to SEE that what he SEIZES is attainable, he then turns into a SEEING MAN... When these two men SEE that what they SEIZE is out of their grasp, will they CEASE, or will they stretch even further to SEIZE what it is that they SEE, attainable or not? I know that the SEEING MAN will CEASE to SEIZE certain things and cherish other things if he had the sight of a BLIND MAN... I also think that the BLIND MAN would SEIZE all the things that he could SEE if he had the sight of a SEEING MAN... The thought process a BLIND MAN possesses would CEASE if he saw all the things not seen in previous days of life... on the flipside, the thought processes possessed by the SEEING MAN would be to SEIZE sight if he was forced to SEE darkness, do you think he would CEASE to live the same life as in previous days, or do u think that SEEING MAN would SEE that life would be different now that his sight has been CEASED? WOULD YOU BE THE BLIND MAN OR THE SEEING MAN? THINK ABOUT IT...

Somtimes

Sometimes... just sometimes... i wish things were how they used to be... free from the stress, free from the hatred, free from the vices of today's harsh reality. Sometimes i wish i had only good times, but then again, the bad times have made me stronger. stronger than what i once was. Sometimes i lay in complete darkness and search for THE LIGHT... Sometimes i stand in the light and wish i had complete darkness.

LACE...

The thoughts that brace my mind with such an unyielding grip.. are the same thoughts that she places around her hips, after that long, hot shower, even after i have devoured her, not physically, but with my mind, over time, after sips and sips of fine wine, only then, shall i dine... Eating from her mental plate, falling endlessly into HER SPACE... She has me LACED... Like the LACE that caresses each and every one of those crevices... im amazed yet intrigued at how effortlessly she makes my mind seek refuge, refuge from the long days work, refuge from all life's stresses, seeking refuge from the lust that makes her give me all her yes's... No no's, because when im with her, ANYTHING GOES... and keeps going and going, these functions, are not even battery operated, got damn, if only i could taste it, not a drop would be wasted... no clean up necessary... But for right now, only her LACE is showing, our motion is at its own pace, and this attraction, its growing, beyond my control, maybe eventually it will release my SOUL... Right now, all i want to do is just relax and kick back, her body is my instrument, something like an alto Sax.. In this english language, no dictionary or thesaurus hold the exact adjectives or verbs to describe all of miss lady's curves.. almost perfection, beauty in all aspects, clearly its not even about the sex... All i notice is how she slowly slips the LACE down each appendage, over the left heel, then the right heel.. As the LACE hits the floor, i can see myself wanting nothing more.. Nothing more than the sight of her finally in the bare... Shaded by the night, but dimly lit by the candlelight... i reach out for her, grab a handful, i feel the smoothness of her skin, still nothing sexual, just enjoying one of my five senses... And the next sense, is smell, she smells like a WOMAN, the woman, my woman.. The woman of my dreams, of my conscience, of my awakening, she smells better than any perfume, and body spray, she smells like mahogany brown... beauty in every form, for her, I'M DOWN, on my knees, ready to tease, ready to please, hands around her, ready to squeeze... Amazed at how the things i do, can affect our groove.. She has me LACED...

SHE... HER... FEMININE... WOMAN...

I saw a quote the other day, it opened my eyes a bit more than what they have already been opened.. and it read... "She was created from the rib of man, not from the head to be above man, or from the feet, to be under man, but from his SIDE, to be by his SIDE, as an EQUAL" ... Now if that doesn't make you ponder things a bit more, may i ask, what does make your brain tick? Somewhere along the way we lost sight of the fact that SHE, HER, FEMININE, WOMAN was created for us to cherish and LOVE as our EQUAL and not as our SERVANT... The women I grew up seeing, had pride and an unmatched level of class and undeniable strength... Not saying that the women of today don't have the same qualities, but the amount of women that hold these such qualities has greatly diminished in the years since our EGO's stepped on the scene... Maybe that might be due to the fact that so many of our "men" have treated them as toys or flings or things of that nature and most importantly haven't been present in the birth, raising, and rearing of these BEAUTIFUL girls... Some of our men resort to cutting-down, demeaning, belittling, physically, mentally and almost most importantly emotionally wearing down our women until they are on their knees in tears of hurt and pain. These tactics have been accepted in today's society by not only the men but also by the women... We have got to change this mentality that our women have to be subservient and under our rule. These same women that we bring so much pain and stress to, give birth to us men, they feed us men, they nurture us men, they STAND BEHIND us men even when we want to give up THEY are there for us... SHE, HER, FEMININE, WOMAN has contributed greatly to the success of us as men, not only BLACK men but ALL MAN... One of my favorite rappers of all time, TUPAC SHAKUR said in his song "Keep Ya Head Up" , "I KNOW THEY LIKE TO BEAT YOU DOWN ALOT, AND WHEN YOU COME AROUND THE BLOCK BROTHAS CLOWN ALOT, BUT PLEASE DON'T CRY, DRY YOUR EYES, NEVER LET UP, FORGIVE BUT DON'T FORGET, GIRL KEEP YA HEAD, AND WHEN HE TELLS YOU, YOU AIN'T NOTHING DON'T BELIEVE HIM, AND IF HE CANT LEARN TO LOVE YOU, YOU SHOULD LEAVE HIM" Those words right there speak volumes to me.. Women, you can't let anything deter you from what you want in life especially any unsupportive man that only says he loves you while laying horizontal with you... Let me proceed to another set of his lyrics from that same song... "AND SINCE WE ALL CAME FROM A WOMAN, GOT OUR NAME FROM A WOMAN, AND OUR GAME FROM A WOMAN, I WONDER WHY WE TAKE FROM OUR WOMEN, WHY WE RAPE OUR WOMEN, DO WE HATE OUR WOMEN? I THINK ITS TIME WE KILL FOR OUR WOMEN, TIME TO HEAL OUR WOMEN, BE REAL TO WOMEN, AND IF WE DON'T, WE'LL HAVE A RACE OF BABIES THAT, WILL HATE THE LADIES, THAT MAKE THE BABIES, AND SINCE A MAN CAN'T MAKE ONE, HE HAS NO RIGHT TO TELL A WOMAN WHEN AND WHERE TO CREATE ONE... SO WILL THE REAL MEN GET UP? I KNOW YOU FED UP LADIES, BUT KEEP YA HEAD UP... The first time i heard this verse as a shorty, it hit me like a sack of bricks... There is nothing more important than SHE, HER, FEMININE, WOMAN. These women have endured the same amount of stress and hardship, if not MORE than us men... Therefore, i think they deserve all the praise plus some... We have fallen off the bandwagon which built us.. its not to late for us to catch back up to this bandwagon, put some new wooden wheels on it and keep rolling of into the sunset.. Although this time the wheels need to be SUPPORT based and be STRONGER than before... it all starts with respecting SHE, HER, FEMININE, WOMAN. All of us have mothers, grandmothers, sisters, daughters, we need to start thinking from their point of view... Would you want any man disrespecting any of the WOMEN in your life? I know I don't and won't accept that from anybody, no matter if its my father or my best friend.. So why are you any different? Things can change if we put forth that effort... Let's stop the with BITCH's, and HOE's and SLUT's and BREEZY's and things of that nature.. It may not seem harmful but it is.. These very words become en grained in our minds and our repertoire of words, that's when it becomes second nature.. I know deep down inside, everybody feels this way, its just a matter of digging deep enough to want to make that change, not only for self, but for SHE, HER, FEMININE, WOMAN... Thank YOU for your eyes...

Untitled Thoughts

so as i woke up this morning, and like other mornings, i thought to myself, where exactly are we as humans headed? it seems like things are no longer about helping the next man/woman progress, its seems like everything is about SELF-progression... now, dont get me wrong, i believe that you should always look out for self in today's world but, if you think about it, back in the day it took a village to raise a child. nowdays the kids cant even go outside and see the village because we are so fearful of the next person and THEIR agenda... nobody trusts anybody anymore.. why is that i ask? is it because we don't trust ourselves or has our trust been betrayed so many times before by others? When did we start down this road of distrust and hate? Me being an 80's baby, i can remember the days of riding my bike with my boys till the streetlights came on.. the saturdays spent in the mall or at the movie theatre, or outside just roaming and seeing my environment and becoming a jr. menace to society... the menaces of today's society have totally rearranged society and it views on people, the good, the bad, and the rich and the poor... im not naive in the least bit, but I STILL SEE THE GOOD IN EVERYBODY... be that as it may, we need to try to get back to where we once were as a population... I know that seems far fetched but DO YOU think that its worth a try? Extend a hand to your fellow man, your fellow woman... say hello to a random stranger, ask someone how their day is going, be of service to somebody besides yourself.. Go out of your way... I feel like we owe it to ourselves.. DO YOU WANT TO BE BETTER or do you want to stay STAGNANT and in this lane... I challenge you to do something NICE, i promise you that it will make you feel better about yourself than any amount of money can... JUST BE NICE show that you have a HEART... Do you accpet my CHALLENGE... with that in mind... HOW IS YOUR DAY GOING??

RESERVED: this space is reserved, for a VIP... A Very Irreplacable Person... To be continued...

before...

before the sun rises, before the birds chirp, before i take my first breath, i think about what happened before... before the sleep, before the previous nights dinner, before the day of work, before i woke up again to start another day.. i want to know what came before... was it my actions that came before my thoughts, or was it my thoughts that came before my actions? before i made decisions that affected my lifes location, before i chose to go left at that fork in the road... What was BEFORE? before the years of my existance, before the fight put up by my ancestors, before the hatred from generations past, where was i before? what was i before the many sleepless nights and restless days, before the 40 hour weeks and the 2 for 1 drinks... before the hands of time cease to wind, where will i be and what will i do? before the storm hits, will i be prepared.. for disaster or triumph... scared that the before is whats to become after...

iRemain

i remain, a man with pain, a man with greif, a man who is not perfect, a man whose mistakes cannot be counted on one hand.. but I REMAIN, that same man who still believes in the human race, that man who thinks that people can do no wrong, that man who believes in the goodness of his people... i remain, that man who sees that change is inevitable, and that the course of change will change your course. I remain, steadfast and ready to be called upon in the 11th hour... i remain, the one who seeks knowledge and understanding of all aspects of life... physically, mentally, spiritually, emotionally, i REMAIN... firmly planted like a tree by the water... i remain nourished and famished at the same time, constantly in search of food for thought but starved by the thought of failure... i remain just a speck on the global radar but i shall remain in my lane until its time... THE TIME, IN TIME, ON TIME, MY TIME

TIME; what eludes me

The day has been good, no complaints, no regrets, no negativity, just a calm PEACE... That's how I like it... Peaceful... In this age of constant motion, it feels good to jus kick back and feel the wind blow cross my bald head. I appreciate all the little things that the wonders of life offer.. The smell of fresh cut morning grass, the smell of petro-chemicals around the exxon plant and the smell of approaching rain.. I challenge you, next time u have a minute or two... Jus relax, enjoy the sights in front of you, and be thankful.. Thankful for the life that u were granted and thankful for the lives of others around you... Cherish EVERYTHING, don't be afraid to love, don't be afraid of things unknown.. Be strong and willing to compromise, just as long as u don't compromise your morals and values...

Live and enjoy your life, to the MAX

Setting up this phone so I can blog on the geaux... Technology is a BEAST... A beautiful beast @ that

Numero Uno

So, i woke up this morning, thanking HIM for the sleep and the breath of life once again... I decided to go ahead and start my own blog so i can vent/be real/and creatively express myself with the world... so sit back, relax, and enjoy me and mine... thoughts and comments that is..