Wednesday, February 1, 2023

Stories



I remember the stories I was told
Some I had heard before
Others that would give me hope
I guess it is my turn
As the globe provides years to learn
All about what it means
to be me

I remember the times that were hard
Some memories can be free
Others that I charge to myself
I know that some memories aren't free
The price can cause a pain that is too deep
All about what it means
to be me

I remember the friends
Some relationships I longed for
Others that had to end
Getting older and wiser all the while
learning from my mistakes
All about what it means
to be me

I remember the stories that unfold
I hope for the stories that will cause a smile
I wish for the stories that I'd never want to forget
Other stories that have yet to be written
It might take time to see
All about what it means 
to be me

Monday, January 30, 2023

Lord Knows I'm Trying

 



The past few days have been a struggle.  Yesterday was bad since the 49ers lost the NFC Championship game. However, I am proud my team made it that far with four different quarterbacks.  That is a hell of a feat. I digress.  Lord knows I am trying.  I know what I am used to. I know what gives me stability. I know what gives me energy and hope. The crazy thing is that for the past 2.5 years I have been amid confusion, turmoil, bliss, uncertainty, happiness, triumph, all at the same time. That is not me! I know it is life, but damn! I supposed I can’t complain. Others have it worse than me. So, what in the hell do I do? Lord knows I’m trying.

This is not easy.  I am a person that strives off direction, personal control, and hope.  When all of those facets are gone, I might as well be gone with it. Grant it, has it come close…yes.  Has there been a breakdown to the point of no longer ever having a reset button…yes.  What is it that keep me going now…Lord knows I’m trying. Some would say ask God for guidance.  That is a good suggestion.  The question I would pose is…What if God does not want me to be guided?  Now I am not trying to be blasphemous.  The issue is the issue.  Hasn’t that been my issue?  The guided path that is of a predictable nature that leads to me knowing where I go and what I want to do?  Maybe guidance will do more harm than good.

Then there is the issue of me being able to “not panic” and “relax”. I am trying to do both. Lord knows I’m trying.  I do not have the best track for relaxing.  I feel something should always be accomplished. Something should always show my progress.  In addition, there is always something I am thinking, and my relaxation is stunted.  Do I stop thinking? I get paid to think.  I have been thinking all of my life…hard to do that now. Lord knows I am trying.

For the first time I will ask for suggestions from the readers of this note.  Please do not tell me to gain access to a substance that will inebriate me.  I do believe that is a temporary solution. Got any ideas?  Please share. Lord knows I am trying.  Just hope it can be accomplished before it is to late!

I Love You But God Loves You More!

Wednesday, January 25, 2023

Feelings aren't Facts!!

 

Many times, I have sat in on conversations and discussions that have gotten heated, and anger has been displayed.  In one of these recent conversations in which I had the wonderful displeasure to be in ear shot of, I made a comment.  The nature of the comment was interrogative in nature and was exactly what I was thinking.  I asked a question about the actions of people. I should have kept my mouth shut. 

The ringleader of the dialog decided to ask me a question out of being offended by my question. I responded to the matter stating that the question asked to me is of a personal nature. That is my answer.  The ringleader decided to make the deathly mistake of answering the question for me because I “implied” something with the question I asked. Those that know me well have a good idea of how I speak, and I don’t have to imply a damn thing.  I am an adult; I will tell you how I feel and have that great talent of delivering messages clearly and communicate effectively.  Fuck that implication shit!

I reckon this person wanted me to argue about the “implication” that was taken from my question.  I simply stated when the silly ringleader decided to push back on my answer that, “feelings are not facts”. When I said that, I guess feelings got hurt and then the other party wanted to argue. I wasn’t taking that feeling bait and I left the chat.

I have learned the hard way that feelings don’t mean a thing and do not create a stronger argument.  There are those who feel that if they get the last word that they are correct.  NAW.  Then there are those individuals that feel that if they elevate the volume of their voice then their claim is law. NAW. Then there are those that have degrees in arguing and that they will twist, turn, and transmogrify any word you retort to try to gain an advantage and be right. NAW. Some of you know where I am going with this.  Others of you might be a person that has attempted one of those antics. Judgment from me? Read above…I don’t imply. However, it is okay. I am here to help.

The post-modernistic nature of this world is to have long and drawn-out banter of who is right and who is wrong.   There are television shows, podcasts, plenary sessions, church services, court cases, social media posts, Tik Tok videos, magazines, books, etc., to challenge the right vs. wrong phenomena. Some people use evidence and others don’t.  Some go to search engines and retrieve as many sources of information (reliable or otherwise) to bolster their claim.

Isn’t this the nature of life? Hold on…then the nature of right and wrong is challenged by life experiences, religious views, editorials, books, podcasts, scientific experiments, superstitions, etc. It’s too damn much! I would like to submit a new option to get through those right vs. wrong conversations.

DO NOT HAVE THEM!

  1. Why the right vs. wrong conversations should be avoided.
  2. My opinion will not change until evidence rebukes my claim.  Leave it alone.
  3. Their opinion will not change until evidence rebukes their claim. Leave it alone.
  4.  Many folks feel right in their own eyes and vice versa. Does it really matter? Leave it alone.
  5.  Many will learn their plight through experiences that change their sense of right and wrong.  So why waste time trying to do something that will eventually happen? Leave it alone.
  6. Facts change, truth changes…evidence doesn’t.  Evidence speaks for itself. Leave it alone.
  7. Oh, in case you might have missed it… Leave it alone!

Peace... I Love You But God Loves You More!

 

 

 

Tuesday, January 24, 2023

I am back!


It has been a long time since I have written in this thing.  I suppose that I will write again as a bit of a release from years of frustration and change.  What am i doing now?  I am in a transition period.  No need for all the details for those that do not know since my last entry. However, just know that I will try to do this writing exercise more.  I will say that I am more intelligent than the last time I wrote upon this blog. The world has changed overall. 

There is much emphasis placed upon perception.  How does one look to the outer world rather than to the self.  The importance of the self has increased.  For instance, if a person is offended, they will let you know how offended they are, how offended others in their similarly situated realm are, and anyone else who wants to join their plight of being offended is welcome to exclaim their feeling of offense.  What a muse indeed!  So, this is the highly advertised world that we all live in. 

Some of these people that hate what they are and love what they are not. (Let me put a check mark by that since I felt that way years ago).  Remember the offended folks? Those folks (after the offensive party has been planned, held, and attended) will let you know how offended they are to the part of them that they emulate knowing damn well that the part that should not be offended is the very part they hate the most.  The person who they love is a fictional cartoon world character that has posted on social media for likes and comments to sooth their insecurities. All the while, they are not finding solutions to heal the person they hate and separate from the person they love.

Gosh it has been a long time since i have written.  I must do this again to rid my frustrations of the worlds I see in my life and what I have experienced in my life.  Yes, there is a difference. So, I will just keep this little note in this virtual book.  Got to remind myself of the things I need to do to stay back!  Stay back in the sense of writing in the book a bit more.  As usual I have a list I will try my best to abide by.

The Stay Back List

1. Make a serious effort to be cool in all situations.  If I feel that anger itch or the frustration squeeze excuse myself and let that shit be!

 

2. Be more grateful for what I have been blessed with and given.

 

3. Learn to relax.  It is new to me, so I will try to do the best I can.

 

4. Pity parties are only for a table of one.  AIn't no one going to sit with you and I sure as hell don't want to sit with them.

 

5. Let it out in a healthy way.  Whatever that "it" might be, don't let that "it" consume you to the point you lose yourself or others that really give a damn about your well-being.

 

6. It could always be worse.  You may only have $5.00 in your pocket while someone next to you might only have $2.00.

 

7. Speak life into others and be kind.  I can make myself feel better being nice and kind to others.  It is a vibe of choice. Take that vibe and make it a groove.

 

Peace... I Love You But God Loves You More!


Wednesday, June 24, 2015

The "R" Word!


It has been awhile since I have written on this blog. So if you are old and/or new welcome! The reason I have been away has simply been because of time.  I have been very busy accomplishing goals and trying to relax my mind so that I can accomplish goals. I have had some changes in my career…new ladies to date…an almost near invasion on this blog…okay it was invaded and it still might be invaded to this day. I guess some people want to analyze me on this public forum and feel that it is my life.  People don’t seem to realize that the blog forum could be for information purposes, to let out frustrations, to share art, and so on. To use the words on this blog as a symbol of a person’s life is wrong. In addition, using the blog as a way to get to know someone is not wise either.  I am saying this because I don’t want to have to block my blog from others and this person might still be trying to follow what I am writing and if they are...enjoy the entertainment. I was going to parse my words because of the incident, but I’m not! This form is MINE! I digress.


Life has been interesting and I am taking it as it comes.  The funny thing is that last night I realized that the thing that is good for me I might not want and the thing that I might want I have allowed someone else to get.  It is funny. It almost makes me want to use the “R” word…REGRET! Something most of us do not want to do. However, it is a sign of maturity if you are able to realize that a specific action...a decision might be a wrong one. The decision is something that you wish you could take back and/or correct, but you can’t. I was feeling this way last night and also for awhile.  I don’t know what to say about it because I try to get it out of my head, and yet it is there.  In addition the decisions I have made have made it virtually impossible to try to change.  So I guess I will live with it. I think the other party knows and it may be mutual.  I am not sure.  If the feeling is mutual…well I wonder if the idea of REGRET has hit everyone.

I Love You But, God Loves You More!


Friday, March 29, 2013

Hiding a Smile







There is a game that most of us play.  We all do it and it is easy for us to hide our cries. You rarely see on Instagram or Facebook the cries that we have.  We mostly read them through our status messages or in vain Twitter responses.  If we were to be judged for an Academy Award for the way we “act” and “carry on” , I am sure that the nominees would be far too many to mention and so great to even attempt to reward. I can admit for the past few months that I have done a good of of hiding …mostly.  Those that know (which are few) are privy to my uncertainty and bewilderment of what is next for my life.  Is it marriage or children? Is it a new job or position? Is it another traveling spree to a different country or State? I do not know. 

Most of us are in the bucket of trying to figure out what is next, soon to come, or awaiting our attention, our instinct is to hide the cries and place our smiles into the forefront.  I doubt this cycle or way of life will never end.  I guess what I will begin to do is to ponder what is behind the smile someone has, or what is included in the smile from a posted photo.  The very same reason behind our smiles could be shared with another.  Funny thing is that we act so well, our acting jobs are so superb…we may never know!

I Love You But, God Loves You More!

Friday, March 15, 2013

Simple and Easy!


                                   Hating me will not make you happy!


I Love You But, God Loves You More!

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

_______________ At First Sight



I do not have an introductory word for it.  Can’t place a subject in the sentence… for as much as I try, there is no word. All I know is that when I first saw these two young ladies, I had to say something to them, approach them, and I was determined to get their name, phone number… something so that I could keep in touch and get to know them better.  Years later I am glad to say that progress has been made, and I am still intrigued by them.  I will admit that it is very hard for any woman to keep my attention.  As can be read in previous blog entries, I am one that is very hard to impress.  It is not that I am too picky (well maybe it is), but I am not in the mood nor interested in dating a nitwit, dimwit, spaced out, horny, skit-scat, hood rat, female.  I mean that with the greatest of respect.

I digress.  I don’t know what it is about “Sunshine” and “K-Boogie”, but they have really got me going nuts the past few years.  I have occupied my time with others and decided not to press too hard knowing that one of them is going to be with me at some point in my life.  If they aren’t, well all I can say that it has been great getting to know them and learning about them.  Funny thing is that, no one else has caught my eye or attention in that way.  Is it true that ___________ at first sight is true?  Is it just a weird and ridiculous saying someone thought would be cool to exclaim? Is the postulate nothing but refrigerator poetry?  In my life I have not known anyone to say it was __________ from the moment they laid eyes on that person.  I just know that I have not been able to place a word in the “blank”. I suppose it is meant for that “blank” to be filled after you land the person that caused the ____________ at first sight.  In any event, I will sit back and see. 

I Love You But, God Loves You More!

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Lenten Season Blues








I gave up something for Lent. It is not like I am addicted to it, but it is something that many people struggle with…sex!  Now when you are getting it on the regular it is like a routine.  The person you are engaging in this activity with is also willing to create this sexual episode littered with lust and freakishness.  However, when you have now wished that away and committed to not doing it…at least for the Lenten season, I can admit it is difficult.

Sometimes you are in your own space and alone and want some affection for the night.  You have an urge to make a phone call, you take hot/cold showers, and you do whatever you have to short of pleasuring yourself to make that feeling go away.  It works at times and sometimes it doesn’t.  I had that urge today to make a call, and then I remember what Leah said…just pray it away!

I did and the instant after the word “Amen”, the urge instantaneously vanished. It is not that I don’t have a relationship with God, but I knew that I needed to be closer to Him this year to figure out some things with my life. I decided to sacrifice a vice for the purpose of increasing my faith in the Lord and letting him fight ALL battles. It is not just key to do the aforementioned in the time of Lent, but also everyday all day.

I Love You But, God Loves You More!

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Settling for Perfection



No one is perfect…that is what many people exclaim.  The statement is true for the most part.  When dealing with dating, I highly disagree!  I refuse to settle for imperfection.  I am a very hard critic and I will admit that the smallest thing/incident/stupid statement/weird action/dumb discussion will turn me off and I lose interest quickly.  Isn’t it supposed to? 

Then someone will say to me…”Don’t sweat the small stuff”!  Tell that to a dog that has a flea on its ass and I am sure that the dog would highly disagree.  Small things turn into big things and thus, small things need to be dealt with before they are exacerbated.  I digress.  I have always said that the lady that I end up with will be perfect in my eyes.  My eyes are the only eyes that matter right? Since that is the case then she is perfect for and to me. 

That stupid 80/20 rule that Tyler Perry came up with is a fallacy.  The 50/50 song about love that Teddy Pendergrass sings is a farce as well.  One hundred percent and no less is how I figure it should be.  I am supposed to be 100% satisfied and happy, not an 80% success rate.  The love shared should come from 100% of both parties, not the equivalent of a 50% to 50% relationship. Share 100% of your love 100% of the time, I figure that it would be great for both parties.

I have asked myself the past few weeks, why in the world do I give chances to some women that I know are not of the 100% satisfaction rate? Why am I not satisfied when they are perfectly good women? I guess it is because I like having options and an occasional date or time spent with someone from the opposite sex is cool.

On the other hand, I don’t want to lead them on and secretly hope it fizzles out until there is a woman that excites me every minute and challenges this incredible mind I posses.  So until that time, I surmise I should tone it down with the dates and just enjoy my solitude even more.  Perfection will come along soon, I just can’t force it!

I Love You But, God Loves You More!

Friday, March 1, 2013

The Things A Black Woman Won't Do! Volume 8...Lose the Attitude Towards Black Men!





If you have gotten this far in your reading about the things a Black woman will not do, then this might be the point that some Black women will not read, be very offended, or utterly deny.  Volume 4 focused on the ability of a Black woman to accept interracial relationships. Thus, now in Volume 8, the emphasis will expound upon the attitude the Black woman has with and towards the Black man. I will not just explain some of the reasons for this, but I will also propose solutions. Do not think that this volume is to portray the Black woman in a bad light. As a Black man, ( for some who have read previous Volumes have painted me to look like a Black male Black woman basher) I am stating what I have and other Black men have experienced. Furthermore, this attitude that Black women have is common toward Black men.  Who is to blame for this attitude?  The answer is plain and simple-Black women and Black men.

Black woman’s fault:

         Single Motherhood

Take it as a signal concerning the state of our society, specifically Black society, which most mothers are single and the father is absent.  Absent-meaning that they do not contribute to the development of the child. Financial means of aid and child support is not a means to help develop a child.  Many Black women have a great time in raising their daughters. It’s somewhat an easier task due to the ability to empathize with the triumphs and tragedy of womanhood.  On the other hand, raising a boy into a man is a great challenge.  It is unfortunate that many Black women have been left to complete and conquer this challenge alone.  For the most part, Black women have failed.  What is the level of failure?  Pretty much it is a 50/50 rate, which in my eyes is failure.  Place me in the category of success. I am in the 50% that was able to be raised into a man and not a boy.  Did my single mother have a hard time?  Yes she did!  Why did she have a hard time?-Because, there is/was no man around to help raise a boy into a man.  You can simply put it in the realm as a woman attempting to pee standing up, and teaching a boy how to do so.  It is not something that can be done with success.  In addition, this single motherhood has now lead boys (being raised by women) into the wonderful life of womanhood!

      Raising Black boys into Black womanhood

Here is the cycle:

-A Black woman meets a Black “man” that is really a Black “boy” because he was raised by a Black woman (with no support from the Black “man” that impregnated her).
-The Black woman attempts to raise the Black boy on her own with minimal help from Black males.
-The Black “man” she has raised turns into a male that has female character traits (as in the film Baby Boy).
-He is not able to distance himself from his mother because the mother has tried (and failed) to boost this “man” into manhood with strong words, tough love, loud talks, easy talks, hard talks, spankings with belts, switches, broom handles, bedroom slippers, etc., police intervention, church prayers, solitary prayers, anointing of oil, kicking out of the house, urging to get employment, making them get better grades in school, urging to go to college, military, comparisons to other son’s of other parents (including other single mothers) and the list goes on.  The Black “man” as a result could end up in jail (or the criminal justice system), addicted to drugs, selling drugs, choosing to be homosexual, having no determination and aspiration to do better in life, etc. 

Note:  I am not afraid to speak upon the results (listed above) because this is the reality in many cities in the United States.  I can without any equivocation confirm that this is the path many Black “men” take because of a poor upbringing.  This has not happened to me, but has happened to some of my friends and it is sad.  I am not going to entertain any comments toward me saying that I am uplifting a stereotype of what happens to Black males, unfortunately…this is the path.  The purpose of this particular section of this Volume is to make it plain and apparent where this path (in many cases) came from.

-With all that the Black woman has done to raise her Black “boy” into a successful Black “man”, statistics show that he impregnates a Black woman, and she can’t get the support that the impregnating Black “man” did not get as a Black “boy”. Thus, the newly impregnated Black woman can quite possibly repeat the cycle of her child’s Grandmother of raising a Black “man” into womanhood IF the child is male. Imagine if the Black woman has several male children that she is raising at simultaneously, the cycle can and has reached an epidemic scale.

How do we make sure the cycle ends?  As said in Volume 4, Black women should make better choices in the MEN (Black and otherwise) that they date and allow to have sex with them! The “bad boys” are not the type a man the Black woman should allow into their life and feel that their “love” will sustain them.  The nurturing spirit of a Black woman will take over and attempt to change this “boy” into a man by doing what a WOMAN would do to raise her DAUGHTER! Ask yourself if those tactics will work on a male you wish to mold into a man. Don’t be alarmed when that does not work in child rearing a Black boy into a man and do not be surprised if it does not work when dating a “bad boy”.
   
      Potential vs. Actualization

Believe it or not this is where my own mother and I bumped heads years ago.  I would say something positive like I had a job interview.  She would look at me with regular and non-caring eyes and say (with a condescending tone) “good”.  I asked her why she sounded so disappointed and she told me that it would be better if I had the job rather than to be happy for an interview.  Potential vs. Actualization- I know many of my Black male friends that have desires and dreams to become (fill in the blank).  It is one thing to have the potential in the mind, and the other to have the goal become a reality.  Rule is to know that the Black woman has gotten tired of the potential that a Black male may speak of and she wants to see it happen.  It might be harsh and many Black men have said that they would not date or marry a Black woman because they will only get with them after they are successful.  Many Black women will present the idea that as soon as a Black man becomes rich, famous, successful, or a celebrity, that the Black man will be soon to marry and endear himself to a woman of another ethnicity.  Black men should be taught that it is great to have potential, but it is more important to realize the result of your goals.  Do not say to a Black woman what could be done, if it is not done?  Do not answer questions with the responses of “almost”, “tried”, “possibly”, or “potentially” the Black woman wants results. The Black woman has heard and been offered pipe dreams before and does not have the time nor the energy to entertain those postulates.  Proof is through actualization.  If it is not in the hand, then do not count on it.  Do not say something is there, when it has not formulated and has not actually come to pass.  Essentially, the Black woman will not put herself in a position whether mentally or physically to be let down.  Have your shit together!  

Black man’s fault:


Learning how to be and being a man- rather than being a male.

It is hard.  It is difficult to be a Black man in the United States.  That is not an excuse for not being a man.  This is different from being a male; I am speaking of being a man. I did not have many male images in my life, but the images I did have were not the best ones.  I had uncles that were close to me in some respects, a cousin that I was close to, and my grandfather who was great!  The men I had the most contact with were the one’s my mother dated and/or married.  From the examples that were in my face, I learned what NOT to do and I benefited from those hard lessons. I learned to take care of my children if I have any!  It is more than just a check and an occasional appearance at a birthday party.  It is more than a phone call and a date to the movies. It is the simple lesson of taking care of responsibilities.  It is a matter of making good choices in the woman you have sex with.  It is looking inside and wanting the child to live successfully and to be reared in the best way possible. Men do this for their children and essentially for the woman that he decided to lay down and create with.  It is not bashing the mother of the child.  It is not calling her names.  It is not disrespecting her (on television talk shows that we all know of) to her friends, privately, publicly, or in any manner. Men will respect a woman at all costs. 

Men will also not physically and/or verbally abuse a woman. A woman is not a punching bag…those are found in workout facilities.  Men that are struck by women (yes it is wrong for them to do that) must have the manhood in the fiber of their being to walk away and recognize that you fight fire with water.  The man should have the realization to protect the lady at all costs so that she is safe from all harm and that he should not be the catalyst for the harm that could come her way.  He must show her that chivalry is alive and well.  Hold the door open for her.  Enter in places after her.  Allow her to sometimes “wear the pants”.  The best a man can prove himself to be to a woman, she will assuredly reciprocate (for the most part). Love is protection and abusing a woman is not protecting her!

Date Black women (or women period) and not “girls”.

Men will also choose to be with a woman instead of a “girl”.  It is easy to make sure this is done.  How do I know?  That’s right-don’t ask how I know, I just know.  There has to be a point as a man and specifically as a Black man when you stop trying to impress and focus on improving.  Stop trying to impress a woman with your car, and improve by purchasing a home.  Stop trying to impress with your watch and apply to be accepted to earn more education. Stop trying to buy designer clothes and invest in a Roth I.R.A. Women love a man that has his mind, finances, priorities, values, ethics, educational plans, future plans, etc. in order and actualized!  Improving your life becomes impressive and in the end will take you farther with a Black woman or any woman period.  Girls, like a boy that talks a lot about his plans and has dreams of the pie in the sky, but does not have the sense of mind or the fortitude to make that pie a reality to construct, bake, taste, and enjoy!


 Let go of anger and realize there is no entitlement owed or to be expected.

I usually call it B.M.S. (Black Man Syndrome) because most Black men have it.  It is this overwhelming anger that we have and it takes awhile to let it go.  This also coincides with some Black men feeling entitled to have or to be a particular value to a person or group.  Many Black women that have incorrectly raised Black males have contributed to the B.M.S., but many Black men have continued to sustain and strengthen it. For example, if a boy happens to fall and skin his knee, the boy is told not to cry.  He it told to “man up”!  He is told that “big boys don’t cry”!  The mother reaches out and kisses the boy on his injured area and is hugged and told to “Shhhh don’t cry! Mommy will make it better and make the hurt go away!”  This is the set-up that many men have fallen for.  The boy ought to cry.  The boy ought to let out his feelings until the pain goes away.  How can a woman tell a boy to man up?  The boy feels entitled to attention when he is hurt...and we all know there are various forms of hurt, not just physical.  Furthermore, the male is told in his later years that “real men can cry and show his feelings”, when he has learned in his formative years that he should be quiet and let his mother help his hurt go away.  In some form or fashion this leads to being a “big baby” and the male is expecting to be coddled and nurtured when he is wronged or “hurt” by someone.  Black men have to “get over” it and realize that the directions and results of the world will not always be in their favor and to just grin and bear it.  It is difficult to do, but the responsibility once again goes back to the Black male relationship he should have with his father.

Solution

I can only say that there are a few words that can solve this issue.  With the definitions included with these words, a total picture can be formed about the relationship Black women and Black men should have with each other. 

Love
Strength
Support
Understanding
Faith
Trust

Whether or not the participants in the relationship are Black or of any other ethnicity the two parties involved must realize that in order to have an adult relationship, the parties involved must act and be adults.  When the Black man and Black women share the above, their relationship will be golden.  Their bond will be one to marvel over.  It is not impossible and I see it every day. The attitude that Black women have toward Black men (and yes vice versa) will change.  Don’t be surprised to see the attitudes melt away. 

To prove that there are Black women that do not have the patronizing attitude toward Black men, I have added two songs that are uplifting and celebrate Black men! Enjoy!



   

I Love You But, God Love's You More! 

Monday, December 17, 2012

A Few Rules For Peace

 
Me mean? No! I just refuse to let MY peace be disrupted. How? Here you go...

1. I can forgive you and forget you! Real easy!
2. I speak my mind, and I am not a master of tact! No Camp Cupcake comments from me!
3. When I am continuously shunned, I'll never ask and you may never hear from me again!
4. I don't believe in burning bridges, but i'll make sure to end maintainence on my side!
5. What you eat don't make me shyt!
6. I know that people know right from wrong, excuses don't matter!

I WILL HAVE PEACE IN MY LIFE...If that means I am mean, make me a grouch!
 
I Love You But, God Loves You More!

Thursday, November 15, 2012

I Can't Believe She's Got Butter!


So I decided to try on-line dating.  Many of my friends were trying it and had some success so I posted my first profile.  I got a response.  From the photos and the profile I was impressed.  Several messages, responses, replies, and we finally exchange numbers to meet.  We talked over the phone for a week or two and agreed to meet in person.  We concur upon a date, but didn’t have solidified what we would do.  We met and had a drink and decided that since we have a mutual like in movies that we would go and watch one together. 
 
We head to the theater and I offer to buy some popcorn and a drink.  She obliged, and we head to the hall where the movie was showing. Before we get there I dress my popcorn with butter from the snack station and a little salt.  She waits and we choose our seats and sit down.  The lights were not dimmed yet, and we were still talking.  All of a sudden this young lady, without missing a verse in our conversation, whips out a bottle of “I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter” spray and sprays it on her popcorn!  I am sitting and trying to not stare in total and utter shock.  (I am from the South so I am used to and not surprised by hot sauce, or paprika. But spray-able butter in the purse?) I think I went blank for the rest of the date.  I didn’t know what to say.  Why not get the butter from the butter station?  Why did she have her own butter and we were not even set on going to the movies? 
 
After the movie she wanted to go to Wal-Mart.  I didn’t even care at that point because I knew there was not ever going to be another date.  What if we went out to dinner…would she bring her own silverware, condiments, and plates too?
 
I Love You ,But God Loves You More!

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

The Common Denominator


The problem could be me, or it could be the choices I have made.  Yet, and still it brings me to the same point…single, and wondering why.  I can admit that I am picky, okay extremely picky, and if I had the chance to combine everything that I have dated into one woman that would seal the deal.  The only thing is…I would probably still not be satisfied.  Purchasing a home has brought me to a new level of what I want…and that also includes a woman in which I can look at and admire on a daily basis, and not have the urge to want to chat or try to get with another woman.  I am being honest.  I have been in a committed relationship, and as soon as it was over, I was fresh out on the scene wanting to venture and conquer new interests.  There are the times in which that one woman might do, but she really doesn’t and the search for my idea of perfection continues.

So is the problem me?  Is the realization that I may never be pleased with one woman and the excuse not to settle the reason?  Those are the questions that are hard to answer. I suppose it is hard to answer for anyone.  Yet, the desire does not change.  The yearning for a warm body of a woman in my bed, the kiss whether it is infatuated passion or not still remains, the feeling of counterfeit acceptance when having sex, it is still there.  Sufficed to say, I know I am not the only person who feels this way.  Besides, there has to be an answer, and I feel that it will reveal itself soon enough.

I can say one thing through the quest to find a lady that has been constant.  It has gotten me to express more about my relationship with God.  I have met a few ladies that have helped me to put Him at the forefront by doing simple and important acts… join my church, pray more often, have dialogue concerning issues that I wouldn’t have before.  I am certain that is a good thing.  I have a suspicion that it is going to lead me somewhere, and in point of fact as I write about it, this woman will probably remind me of my mother.  It is a blessing and also conviction to think this will happen.  Whoever the woman will be will have the same type of heart, and be able to put me in a place where I need to be to help me grow.  It is scary sometimes. My challenge is there for me to complete.  I need to realize that with all of the failed relationships, disses, bad dates, countless dates, text messages when not wanting to talk, excuses, little white lies, etc. that the common denominator is me.

I Love You, But God Loves You More!

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Realizations from Rome



I am sitting here in Rome, Italy...and I have had some time to reflect because of my current situation. I decided not to make this a spontaneous reaction blog, it is time for some changes in my life. Specifically, these changes are in the relationsips I choose to take part in, physical, emotional, or otherwise...they are not geting any better and I need to take a better inventory of the character of the ladies I am trying to court.  In addition, I need to set better goals about who and what it is that I want  The winds of change are beginning to take place and blow and take root in me.  This has happened because I , out of the blue, met a young lady that is with my travel group, who lives in D.C.   She is a different type that I have not dealt with and in the same respect, it is time to take a look at what it is that I am doing and be more responsible, not just for myself, but for a family I may have in the future. She is waiting for a husband, I am seeking a wife.  Plain and simple with no equivocation. I will write more later.  Just had to get this down in the blog.

I Love You, But God Loves You More!

Monday, October 1, 2012

October Is Here!!

I know I have been away for a bit, handling business, single again, home owner, all of that great stuff.  We all know how I feel about October so I am looking forward to all positive situations that's going to come to me in great expectation.  So I will be back soon with more posts and thoughts!!  Thanks!


I Love You, But God Loves You More!

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Christmas in July...Throwing the Wrapping Paper Away!


PREFACE




In a few days (July 19th to be specific) my mother would have celebrated her 64th birthday, and as some of you know I was not able to see my mother on her birthday because of my work in New York at the lab. In addition, I would always try to purchase a gift for her that she did not already have. A couple of years ago (before her death) it was a spa treatment. Then it was 2 dozen long stem roses, some money, and a card. I was getting a little perplexed as to what I should give her. In 2009 I was going to get her tickets to see The Color Purple at the Kennedy Center, but since she was going to have surgery and the time of recovery was a slight issue, I still had that plan...and then the lab called and asked me to come, and well them mom died and thus we have what we have now.



I want to give her a gift that she didn't know too much about and that's my writing. I suppose she did know with all of the notebooks I had stacked on my desk in high school, but nevertheless... this year I will write something that is inspired by Eshe. She and my mother happen to have a great love for Christmas. I do hope you and mommy enjoy!!



Christmas in July...The Wrapping Paper



I can’t deny that I love to receive gifts. I am sure everyone does. In that appreciation of the gift we often times are in a rush to see what is inside and we tear away the wrapping paper rapidly and carefree to get to the goodies that might be inside. When we get to it, we feel one of two things...joy or disappointment. The individuals in our lives have become...either a joy or a disappointment.



While tearing open that gift we usually forget the way the wrapping paper looked that surrounded the present. The folds and tape are carefully hidden so that no flaws are noticed. Most do not care about how the wrapping paper was chosen to tantalize the eyes, to show the importance and possibility of beauty inside. The wrapping paper (whether chosen at random or specifically) for the special occasion to warrant the gift seems to be a non-concern considering that folks are yearning for the glorious present inside... we don’t view people in that fashion. If their wrapping paper is not up to par, they are discarded out of their lives, and their gift goes unnoticed.



We look for the wrapping paper that is easy on the eyes...the sight that would make the hormones jump and scream in our heads that we must have this person. Isn't it odd we ask about the appearance of the “wrapping paper” the looks of the individual, their aesthetics, body type, skin complexion…before we ask someone about their, humbleness, kind nature, good heart, honesty, values, morals, truthfulness, their “gifts”? We inquire about the “wrapping paper” on an individual before you really get to know them...on the inside. Isn’t that the objective?

Did you keep the “gift’ because the “wrapping paper” was attractive? If so, then why not keep the outside cover and throw the gift away?



All of us try to take care of our wrapping paper to the point that we go to the gym, the surgeon, the weight loss counter, dermatologist, nail salon, spa, health club, cosmetologist, barber, and so on and so forth to make sure that the wrapping paper is ready to go and be received like no other! In some respects there are very good reasons to do that. I am not harping on the reasons behind doing that, especially if it is an issue of health both mental and physical.



A great number of ladies reading this (and also those that have seen me either in person or with photos) may not like or be attracted to my outer wrapping. The nice and politically correct way that I have heard it said to me were such phrases as,



"I'm not attracted to you Clint”.



Or



"You're not my type, Clint".



Or



“Clint, I don’t think I can like you like that!”



Some ladies might not say anything at all. That is fine with me. No harm done! In fact, I like that many women did not like my wrapping paper...because it is thrown away when you get your gifts right? Some of those same ladies would say, “You don't save the wrapping paper do you?” They are right. The paper-it gets old...it doesn't look the same and perfect way after time goes on. The wrapping paper will not fit the gift anymore because it has been used, the tape doesn't stick like it used to. So knowing this...you, me, we happen to throw the wrapping paper away...the same way judgmental people throw others away because someone wasn’t attractive, they were alright, but not their type, just didn't strike as someone to be interested in. I can hear some of those folks say (with an attitude), “pass on that one”!



That was the same and exact way many men treated my mother in her dating life. She wasn't the best looking woman. Some men made a mistake and passed her by because they looked at her wrapping paper and decided that they would rather pass on the gift inside because the paper wasn't the right look for them. I am sure she can admit that some mistakes and choices were made because she looked at the wrapping paper of the men in her past relationships. Sufficed to say, that my mom and I did not happen to be born with the most elegant wrapping paper that covers the outside of our gifts, but I am sure that what is inside will not disappoint.



To bring it to a more relevant level, I recall (from Biblical tales) that Jesus was wrapped in old clothes when he was born, but did that stop anyone from serving or praising Him? Acknowledging Him as the author and finisher of your faith? Did that stop judgmental individuals (that includes all of us) from thanking Him for what He has done and WILL continue to do? He does all this knowing that some of us have above par and gorgeous wrapping paper, but less than stellar gifts inside that disappoint and let down others as well as Him all of the time.



I am proud to say that my mother was a gift. She did finally find a man that loved her for her and not just for the features of her wrapping paper. Not for what she looked like on the outside, but the joy and comfort she brought to him and others on the inside. I might not be the best looking guy. Grant it that I have lost a lot of weight and more in shape that I was years ago, but that has not changed what I have inside of me. Mommy taught me what to do to make sure a woman feels like a queen! I can admit that I have made some mistakes along the way, but my gifts have always been inside of me, and waiting for one that finally recognizes it. My mother and I had/have gifts inside...that no one is able to throw away, that would not disappoint, that would make our mates happy, that make others happy, that made her happy, that made me happy...that is all that matters!



My mother shed her wrapping paper when she was called home to be with the Lord...so that she could see His face and know that she might not have been able to see His wrapping paper...but the gift He gave to all of us fills us with joy and gladness...until we are able to hold the gift...I’ll see you again one day!!



Thanks mommy and happy birthday! I hope you enjoying your gift up there in heaven! I miss you... I really do!!! Please don't stop helping me work on my gifts!



I Love You...But God Loves You More!!

Monday, July 9, 2012

The Things A Black Woman Won't Do! Volume 7...Lose the Attitude!



It’s the look. it’s that stare. The look of shear fear that people get when they see the disdain upon the face and the look In the eyes. It’s that neck roll. The finger waving sassiness that can only be described as hers. She owns it. There is no doubting it. Something that is not funny gets the fake laugh, the sarcastic snicker, the rolling of the eyes. It the the enunciated tone of the curse words-if used, and the pronunciation of the terms used. In extreme cases it is the threat of violence…shoe whippin’s, ass kickin’s, smacks with snot flying, and the oh so famous "wishing that somebody would!". It has gotten to the point that many men (from various ethnic groups) will not even embark upon a relationship with the Black woman because of it. What is “it”? It is none other than a Black woman’s attitude.

If you have not experienced any facet or segment of a Black woman’s attitude, you may not be able to relate to this Volume. If you have, then I am sure that what you will read is nothing but the plain and
simple truth. Here are some of the most famous (or infamous) times in which a Black woman has an attitude.

Lack of food. If the Black woman has not eaten, please take her to get food quickly. She will make it clear to you in no uncertain terms, way ahead of time that she has not eaten...all day...or for several hours. Take that as a not a hint but, subtle warning that the activity or situation you are in with her must be interrupted with a food break. If you do not feed her in enough time, the Black woman will change her persona into a woman that has an unattractive name such as (and no offense), Beulah, Thomasina, Willie Mae, Aquanetta, Eugenia Rose, etc. Make sure you feed the Black woman when she tells you of her hunger. If you don’t you are risking an attitude that you will have to deal with, and sometimes your own death (figuratively of course).

Temperature. Make sure that wherever the Black woman is, that the temperature is that of a comfortable level. This is the reason that many Black churches have locked their thermostat. There is only one person (other than the custodian) that has possession of the key.  The reason is to make sure the Black woman is comfortable at all times.  It has nothing to do with anyone else! If she breaks out the fan at church…she is about to get hot or is already too hot. Turn the air conditioning on before she acts like she has not eaten! If the Black woman is too cold, she will also have an attitude as that of she can not do anything. She can not move, she can‘t turn, she can’t speak, she can't go anywhere, nothing can be done by her, until she warms up. She will complain about the temperature habitus of the room. She will make it clear and under no particular terms that she will never return somewhere because of the temperature. That also includes church. The Black woman will also get an attitude with the good Lord as to why He had to make it so hot and/or so cold wherever she is and she will pray to the Lord that He does something about it when He sees fit (and she also prays it won't take too long). AMEN!

Language. For the sake of your life and living the rest of your life in a healthy manner, know how to talk to a Black woman. The Black woman will warn you of your transgression ahead of time and tell you what you will not do, tell you what will be done if you continue to talk to her in a disrespectful manner, and her course of action after the violation is done. For example:

Ray Ray/Nee Nee starts…


Black woman – I’m going to tell you right now. You will not talk to me any kind of way. So I would suggest that you learn how to talk to me or we will not be talking.


Ray Ray/Nee Nee continues…


Black woman – I’m going to tell you one last time and I will not tell you again. I don’t know who you think you are talking to but I know you do not have a child named (insert Black woman’s name). You need to learn how to talk to me if you are going to continue to talk to me. If you don’t this conversation is over.


Ray Ray/Nee Nee contines…


Black woman – does one or all of the following:


1. Walks away without saying a word.


2. Hangs up the phone and deletes Ray Ray's/Nee Nee's number from her phone. Or blocks the number from being able to be received on her phone line.


3. Takes off her shoe and hits Ray Ray/Nee Nee in the throat, and then walks away.


4. Smacks Ray Ray/Nee Nee and says… (I told you that you will not talk to me any kind of mother f*&^%n’ way didn’t I? I don’t know who the f&$k you think you are talking to you triflin’ a%# ni%#a or b*^$h!))


5. Proceeds to cuss Ray Ray/Nee Nee out not using any profanity, but happens to make him/her feel low and embarrassed, as she rolls her neck and points her finger into his/her chest and/or face.

My advice is to make sure you know how to talk to a Black woman. If you don’t, you may end up in some horrible physical pain, both physically and mentally.

Towards other woman (Black or other ethnicity). This is a very touchy topic. Many Black women will not admit they have an attitude toward other women, but they do. It is not hard to see this as there are a few things the Black woman might have an attitude about when it comes to her girlfriends. Here's a sample:

1. Clothing. – If her friends (hell if anyone for that matter) is not presentable, or dressed correctly for the occasion, or dressed in clothes that don't fit, not color coordinated, another woman is wearing the same dress or purse (like the manufacturer only made one), looks a way in which would cause a people watcher to comment in a negative fashion, you can rest assured that the Black woman will exhibit an attitude. Women must consult with the Black woman so that the collective female group does not look foolish and out of place.

2. Hair. – If your hair looks a mess, weave is ashy, hair smells foul, wig is too worn, hairstyle is too outlandish, hair color looks like a poor excuse for a Woody Woodpecker impersonator, hair looks better than hers, expect for the Black woman to have a ‘tude. She will have a look on her face that may scare the daylights out of you, and what she will say…well she will try to say it in a tactful fashion, but whatever she will say there will be a sucking of the teeth, a long utterance (like ahhhhhhhhhhhhh), please just know the attitude is there.

3. Drunk – This is a tip toe dance on the tightest of tight ropes. The Black woman can be in a great sense of attitude or a bad sense of attitude when she is drunk. Be sure you are on the good side of her psyche when this happens. If she is in a great mood while she is enjoying her drink, all of what you might say will be funny. She may be attentive and add some pizazz to the conversation. Behold, if the drunk Black woman is in a bad sense of attitude-RUN, DON’T WALK, FAR FAR AWAY! Do not argue with her. The drunk and bad attitude Black woman in her drunken stupor may…

- pick a fight

-ask people who they are looking at (especially if she does not like the person, or if the person might not look attractive to her)

-tell someone how awful they look in their appearance or what they are wearing

-cuss someone out because...hell just because

-if something does not go her way-It might be rational to her, but makes no sense to anyone else.

In any event, be careful of the drunk Black woman with the bad attitude. If you have told her a secret, make sure that she does not “tell the truth” about you! For some odd reason, alcohol in copious amounts is a truth serum for Black women.

4. Her man/boyfriend – You can beg and plead with the Black woman to see your opinion about their choice for a man/boyfriend, don’t expect for her opinion to change. When a Black woman has made her mind up about her man no one can change it. Female family members may try and they will fail. The Mother of the church she attends may try, and that advice will go into one ear and out of the other. The fact of the matter is that if anyone says something bad or unruly about the man she loves (either true or false), the Black woman will strike down upon her friend (with the audacity to present her negative view) with great vengeance and thus will be censored…until she can finally admit that that individual was/is correct.

In many cases, the Black woman might think that her girlfriend is trying to “steal” or “take” her man, and that is a “no-no” when it comes to a Black woman. She will do the following to make sure that will not happen:

1. The girlfriend will not meet her man.

2. She will not admit she has a boyfriend or is dating someone. She may just say it is just a sexual relationship to fend off any other questions or responses.

3. If the subject of a man comes up, she will say it is “nothing” and that they are “just doing them” when it is really something more.

4. She will say something untrue about the man like his sex is bad, his member is small, he has a low-paying job, he doesn’t look “all that”, he has “baby-momma drama”, she will present a conjured up falsehood.

5. If her girlfriend asks her if she is seeing someone she might say, “Girl no! You out of all people know I have taken a break from the bullshit. How about you tell me about your man!”. The other woman (especially if she is Black) will not say anything either and thus they change the entire topic to something else.

The Black woman and the protective attitude about her man has also sparked many inventions that will try to appease the Black woman’s attitude concerning him. This includes…


Caller ID


*69 feature


Facebook - “in a relationship”, “single”, “it’s complicated”, “married” profile status


Facebook – the “tagging” of photos


Facebook – the “who you are with”, “where you might be”, and "status update tagging” features


Text messaging


Voice mail


GPS


Car Pool – Some Black women do not want to drive anywhere and will not drive to a destination for various reasons that are only known by that Black woman.


It seems that Black women have used these tools to know what her man and/or her girlfriends might be up to regarding her relationship status.

5. Their own friends – This is interesting thing to me. Black women will get an attitude with their friends. This has been seen on many movies and television shows such as:

Basketball Wives

Love & Hip-Hop

Bad Girls Club

The Real World

Family Matters

Ray

Dreamgirls

The Player’s Club


You name it and no one knows why there is an attitude. It could be many factors that only they know. Some way and in some form or fashion, the attitude they have with their friends either ends the friendship, bring the friendship closer, makes the Black woman and her friends bitter enemies, promotes the Black woman to fight, allows the Black woman to speak badly about their friend, etc. Eventually, the bad omens are dropped and the relationship is sustained and is stronger than before. In some instances, the parties agree to not bother each other ever again in life. In any event, Black women are meticulous and picky about women entering and staying in their inner circle. If a Black woman does allow another into the latter and former, they are usually there for life.

Now that we have explored the issues and attitudes that Black women have with their lady friends there are a few more attitude issues I’d like to bring to light that are also of extreme importance.

Shoes. – No one told the Black woman to wear those wedge heels, stiletto heels, high heels, high heeled boots, hell heels period, to a place in which much walking and/or standing, would be taking place. Give the Black woman credit, she will attempt to keep the attitude sidelined when she can bear the pain. She will sit down for long periods of time and attempt to “play it off”. She will lean on something. She will take her foot out of the shoe and play with the shoe on her toes. She might even take the shoes off in a remote place and rub her feet for awhile. If the pain becomes unbearable, the attitude will come to the forefront.

The Black woman will complain about the event. There will be looks on her face that are not that of a person who is having a good time. She will tell you how much she can't wait to get to the car and put on her flat shoes. She will gladly let you know that when she gets home the shoes will be the first item she will take off. She will fight through the “beautiful walk” when she has her heels on, and then you will see that walk change to the “high heeled walk of pain”. Do not be surprised if she asks you to take her to a discount, grocery, drug, or convenient store to get her some flat shoes to ease the pain. The Black woman’s attitude is dependent on how quickly she can get to her flat shoes. I’d just advise you to let her know the extent of the event as far as the time spent standing and walking and advise the Black woman carry her large purse in which her flat shoes will be found, so that her attitude does not ruin the mood of the event.

Money. – If an item and/or bill costs too much, and it is something that can be found for cheaper, should not cost as much, has the wrong price listed, won’t go on sale anytime in the near future, can’t receive a discount for, bought it previously for full price and now is found discounted, someone else she knows bought it for cheaper than her, or can’t find the equivalent for a lower price, that Black woman will get an attitude.

This attitude is unlike most people and other women of different ethnicity's. For some reason, the Black woman will take it personal. They will receive this issue in their minds like someone did it to them on purpose.  The Black woman may say one or all of these phrases:

“I can get this cheaper somewhere else!”


“I could make this for the price these folks are selling it for!”


“They want (enter price) for this! They must be crazy!”


“This is on sale? Oh hell no! I bought this for (enter price) and that was just 2 weeks ago and now it is on sale? This is some bull shit!”


“I can’t use my (enter name of discount card or medium) discount for this? Let me speak to some one in charge. Better yet, let me speak to a Manager!”


The above is just an illustration. The Black woman will attempt to negotiate the cost to a lesser value. There might be a raising of the voice, there might be a rolling of the neck, a sucking of the teeth, some foul language, asking to speak to someone in a more authoritative position, etc., to be successful. If she does not get her way there is a great propensity that she will not patronize the business ever again unless she has no other alternative. When in this environment or these situations, please walk away!

NOTE: The particular company or business has now become a conversation (that will be told to anyone who will listen) of how good or bad  of a propriety they are. You can throw in the prices of the items in this conversation as well.

For No Reason. – This is a dangerous area. There will be those instances when a Black woman has an attitude for no reason at all. What do you do in these moments? I have no idea. I will say do what has been suggested…WALK AWAY and KEEP QUIET. You do not want to be the reason for her attitude, and thus the less ammunition you give her to be a problem, the better the outcome for you. Do not ever ask her what the attitude might be about, let her talk when she wants to talk. If not?-that is right, you will become the subject of her attitude.

Some people might think that I have taken this attitude reasoning a little too far. I will now prove to you that there is an overwhelming attitude that a Black woman has. Ask anyone from the following listing:

Floetry

En Vogue

The Supremes

Jade

Destiny’s Child

Nuttin’ Nyce

The Pointer Sisters

The list could go on. We all know there was some attitude there somewhere, and for any kind of reason (based on attitude) they are no longer together!

This attitude a Black woman has is dangerous and beware of it. The Black woman is not necessarily temperamental, but there are some things (as listed above) that she WILL have an attitude about. There is another topic to be discussed in Volume 8 that will also concentrate on the Black woman’s attitude. It is much too long and complicated to expound upon in this Volume. I will say this…the attitude in Volume 8 is a warranted one and an attitude that the Black woman has greatly contributed to in her own right!


I Love You, But God Loves You More!