The Hunt. The End
/This week featured conversations with three friends, although their stories were unrelated they shared similar themes. A hunt for and the end of; relationships, friendships, and connections.
Read MoreThis week featured conversations with three friends, although their stories were unrelated they shared similar themes. A hunt for and the end of; relationships, friendships, and connections.
Read More"Blogging: Or writing in general. In my heart, there is an epic writer. But in my head there is an epic procrastinator. I think about writing every day. I want to blog..."
September
Read MoreI'm approaching another birthday and my normal method of operation is to reflect on the past year; note changes, acknowledge growth and establish new expectations. I decided to jump ahead of schedule this year after reading a journal entry that was written in September of 2011. I wrote about fear.
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& so it has been written, said, heads have been shaken top-to-bottom, front-to-back and side-to-side about my newly found participation in the online game words with friends [apparently I’m late to the party]. I’ve been both uninspired and unmotivated by my own monotony to write lately, however real life words with friends always seem to provide inspiration and motivation for everything. Every.Thing.
Read MoreEthan Tremblay: Where's your dad? Peter Highman: Uh... no idea.
Ethan Tremblay: When's the last time you saw him?
Peter Highman: 1977. He had his bags packed at the door and he picked them up and put in the back of his car. And, uh, drove away. Last time I ever saw him.
Ethan Tremblay: [begins laughing hysterically]
Ethan Tremblay: That's so funny! My dad would never do that, he loved me!
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I always feel like I need to explain the infrequency of my post. It usually has to do with the fact that I take in much from my environment, searching for some hidden truth or meaning. Swinging between irrational and rational thoughts and feelings [my crazy], normally this takes place in my mind but those close to me may witness it from time to time. The monotony of my life doesn’t provide many truth seeking moments and the tedious repetition of work, work, hustle & home leaves me uninspired at times.
Read MoreI think about a recent conversation with my mom where we talked about politics and movies. I think about conversations with my cousin who will shoot first and ask questions later but is driven to the point of no return. I think about conversations with my sisters, their stories encompass sacrifices and triumphs in nurturing their own families. We are all absolutely unique and yet the same.
Read MoreThere is an unmistakably dreamy and inspired side to me that is forever present, I express it by absorbing and sharing my appreciation for music and the arts. I enjoy creating too, however the desire to create poetry has eluded me.
Read MoreWant Love? Don’t date This is the title of a not so recent post on The Good Men Project. It resonated with me because it provided some insight to my own thoughts. At times I find myself over thinking the dating game but one thing is certain, it is a game.
Read MoreLast Sunday LMT’s mom called to ask if I wanted to join them in church [thirty minutes before service] to which I graciously declined.There has to be a reason I thought, however to ask “Why?” would have set up an hour long conversation. “Just show me the baby!” Moving skillfully through the battlefield of her mind I deflected, instead of “Why?” I stated …
Read MoreThree stories indirectly related, one common theme.
Read More"Always remember that nothing is worth more than this day. Seize the day and put the least possible trust into tomorrow and learn to live each day as it comes and not to borrow trouble by dreading tomorrow."
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Telephone Tracks (1991) It's the summertime & I Am sitting on the front porch as “cars ride by with the booming system” I remember the heavy bass & structure of the song(s) of this album. The Suzuki Samurai would take its place in a line of automobiles that set trends every summer & everyone followed. You could hear & feel the kick from the sub woofers two or three blocks away, the “riddim” was one that I never grew tired of.
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Nite & day represents time. There are twenty-four hours in this cycle, time is our most valuable asset. We can work & earn mo’ money. We can find a new person to love & as the song’s lyrics suggest, proclaim said love nite & day. Currently folks feel entitled to my time and my love. Don’t do that, I dislike personal entitlement.
Read MoreI’ve apologized for a few things this week & I’ve had folks issue me an apology, after extolling that their apology was unnecessary I’ve concluded that there are some things that we don’t have to apologize for. ♬ Girl this is my sorry for, 2004 2011.
Read MoreEveryone likes to list guilty pleasures, as if doing something you enjoy is wrong. Don’t follow trends, set them.
Read MoreCompliment
Statement of praise. Something said to express praise or approval.
Flattery
Paying of compliments to win favor. An act or instance of complimenting somebody, often excessively or insincerely, especially in order to gain an advantage.
Flattery is inclusive of the word compliment in its definition, however I do not believe it is the same nor should it be used synonymously.
Read MoreIt’s heavy in these social streets.
To use or not to use social media
Build it and they will come. Use it to benefit you or use it for fun. Or, don’t use it at all. Your point of view means nothing to others. I’m not dope or vapid because I use it and you’re not profound or about that slow life if you don’t.
No applause.
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