Month: October 2021

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Don’t Tease Me, Just Leave Me

I am a person who enjoys a good tease as long as the end result pays off for all involved. See, it is my opinion that a little teasing is good for both people. You get to stir up some trouble and stimulate the mind and the body. What really makes the tease effective is when you both know that what’s going to happen when the two of you get together will make the tease all worth it. What sucks, is when the tease isn’t just a sexual tease, but it’s an emotional one as well. Those are the kind that if both people aren’t on the same page, and both people stop playing the games, that it could lead to continuous emotional trauma. And that is recipe for disaster, better yet, a recipe for mental instability.

There have been a couple situations where I’ve involved with guys and we did the dance. We talked and flirted something serious. Mentally, emotionally, and sexually charging each other up in ways that many have never even began to touch with me. Teetering at the edge of a dynamic union, only to have the bridge collapse because one person decides they only want to do the dance and don’t want to really commit. That’s the thing about being a tease, you can do such a good job that you fuck up the other person once you pull away and that’s more damaging than just being a sexual tease. Truth is most people probably don’t mind a little teasing as long as you don’t go too far, and once you do then all bets are off. For me that’s one thing that I could never wrap my mind around to understand. Why do some people feel that since past people damaged them emotionally and mentally, that the best thing to do is tease and toy with people’s emotions in the present?

You become an expert at finding the right words to say and the rights actions to take in order to make sure that your rouse works the way you want it to. It’s also clear that everyone has different reasons for their actions. Some people tease because they are afraid of being hurt again, so before they do that they would rather get their fix of that emotional feel good, then run away back to their comfortable place. You also have people who do it because it’s what they’ve become use to doing. Put it another way, they know they shit they doing is fucked up, but it’s what makes them feel good about themselves so as the old saying goes “hurt people, hurt people.” To me it’s only one of these two situations that you belong in. Any other type of excuse is just a long hand version of slotting into one of these two dynamics. Unfortunately I’ve been exposed to both types of people. Learning how to handle each type is difficult because there so many different ways to do the same types of things, so you have to take each one separately and dissect them accordingly.

My answer to you all who feel the need to be the constant tease, is to leave me the fuck alone!! I’m tired of attracting the mentally and emotionally damaged guy who wants to be understood or wants to be loved and accepted for the damage they have, so they can helped be healed to become the person they use to be. Don’t use me for that purpose, get a therapist or ask me as a friend for help and don’t try to fuck me with in that way. I’m not your rag doll that you can fuck over, use and throw away once you feel that you are recovered, or you got the fix you needed to carry you to the next time. Case in point, this one asshole use to love to say he want me and I fit the ideal guy he looks for. You know all the same bullshit that so many gays spout out they mouths like they chucking the shell of sunflower seeds. The problem with what he was saying was the actions never measured up. The result of this was his ass got cussed out worse than most and then I blocked him. Only for a couple years to go by and he try to come back and convince me he’s changed. I let three days pass allowing for certain situations to present themselves and I saw the same shit. Suffice to say, no cuss out needed, no words to be spoke, I silently blocked his number and quietly walked away.

The other two iterations of this situation are very similar, only differing in the people and number of years that the rouse went on. One guy, we had a 13 year love affair. Talking, texting and seeing each other off and on. Making sure that when we were on, the world couldn’t stop what were doing. But when he decided he was ready to walk away he disappeared faster than he showed up. Always using some excuse of lack of readiness as his reasoning for why he needed to get a break. Loving the atmosphere he built up. See we had so much history and we knew so much about each other, we knew how to pull the right heart strings to get what we wanted most times. I never wanted to take advantage of this, no matter how much I had been hurt or damaged by others, including him, I never wanted to play the game and not pay it off. I always wanted the end to be what we talked about so many times. Only, it took that long to realize it will only and always be just a tease. Giving me a glimpse of what the present and future would be like if he were serious, disappointed knowing all I get is to sample because the tease is all he cares for.

The second guy, well he doesn’t have as long a history but he knew how to do the right things that pushed the envelope to it’s edge without forcing the contents out of the package. While his personality was direct and sharp, when he was in my presence it was like he became a completely different guy. He would be soft and affectionate. Loving on me just as much as I loved on him. Wanting to just be cuddled up under me the entire time he was with me. Saying things before we link up, like he’s ready to stop playing the games we been playin for the past couple years. He ready to make the next step and move. Only to have the night end and the next day begin and all of sudden he ready to go back to the place that he spent days and days telling me he ready to leave. It took some time for me to understand that this was the tease he wanted to feel. He needed to feel that comfort, peace and affection. He wants to have that feeling of being wanted as much as he wants, and once he gets that feeling, he’s ready to go back to the life of the streets. I tried to give you that and more, but the dance you wanted to play I can’t tolerate anymore.

The long and short is I’m sure we all know these type of people. They can trick you sometimes because the words they say are usually true. They want the love and affection and sex and all the things that come with it. But they don’t want for a long time, you’re jus the short term means to an end.

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Body My Way

Most time I read health conscious blogs and articles and they’re usually trying too hard to get you to change the way you live your life. This will not be one of those types of blogs. I simply want to give you some tips and insights that may help you if you want to try to naturally have a good shape and healthier lifestyle. So don’t worry as you keep reading you won’t get brainwashed.. LOL.

One of the things that makes me happy about myself, is that I’ve maintained a relatively healthy body, especially in comparison to some of the friends I have. I’ve never really tried to be the health nut freak. I don’t avoid eating things that I like, nor do I avoid having a drink or two if I want, when I want. I haven’t stopped smoking my trees either. What I did learn to do was eat and drink the things that detox my body and keep my body healthy. Now, this will not be the perfect elixir, but I promise you when you decide that you wanna have a healthy life, you find the things that will make your body have the balance that you need to. You also will put the nutrients and necessary things in your system to keep you healthy and feeling good.

For me, I’ve always tried to make sure I get my green vegetables in my diet all the time. I was once told by my doctor to make sure to have dark green leafy veggies with all your meals. Now I’m not gone tell you that I accomplish that goal all the time, but I definitely try to make sure I hit that mark when I cook, which is usually 3 to 4 times a week. So I make sure to get close to hitting that mark. Why them greens is important is because you get the health value you need. The iron and shit that keeps your body running smoothly. It also helps to turn your insides so you have regular bowel movements. We all know how important it is to be regular. Not only from a comfort point of view, but health wise when you are regular then you’re releasing the toxins in your body. For those who may not know, a majority of your illnesses come from your body not consistently releasing those harmful substances in your body and they build up, mixing with other chemicals ingested and there you have it.

Another thing that I do, and it helps for multiple purposes, is I drink high protein smoothies mixed with berries. I learned just how important berries are to the health of the body, especially blueberries. Knowing that blueberries are superfoods, you get soo much value from having a regular helping in your diet. I make every smoothie with a nice helping of blueberries, raspberries and blackberries. They clean you out, give you healthy skin, healthy heart and plenty of energy. I also don’t eat beef or pork. Now let me be fully transparent, I’m not recommending that you stop eating the cow and the pig. I made the decision and it was the best choice I could’ve made. I felt the changes to my body once I stopped and I haven’t went through many of the physical aches and pains lots of my friends have, who do still eat beef and pork. Am I saying it’s all correlated? No, I’m really not, but I do think there is some symmetry between the two.

Ironically, for years I use to try figure out how to gain weight within my old eating habits, when I ate beef and pork and had much more carefree diet, LOL. Nothing really worked, even though my grandma use to always say she was gone fatten me up one way or the other. Truth is she couldn’t do it either. My eating habit changes, and inclusion of protein drinks and bars and eating healthier actually made the difference for me. I still eat whatever I want, when I want, but my healthy weight gains happened after I stopped eating beef and pork. After I started to have healthy green veggies on a regular basis. After I started drinking my protein shakes and after I included a high fiber, high natural berries diet. I also make sure to drink plenty of water every day. That too has been one of the biggest changes over the years. I don’t like to drink cold water either, I drink room temperature water. I learned that it helps the digestive system process better. Try it out for yourself and see how you like the difference.

Now reading this blog, you shouldn’t come away with me doing anything other than giving you some tips, advice and suggestions of what to do. I just want to make sure people understand just how changing the little things, and some big things, about how you eat can change how your body breaks down food, gets rid of wastes and ultimately, may save your life. The choice is yours and the decisions are for your mind and heart to make. Ohhhh, and a quick aside, sometimes you should meet in fresh nuts. LOL, not those kind, but walnuts, sliced and whole.

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Biden’s Death Drop

I sounded this alarm back during the Democratic Primary and it is showing itself in the first year of the current President’s administration. The unfortunate part, it may be ushering in another era of Trump. And God help all of us if that happens. But President Joe Biden is failing one of the most important tests of a new president and it’s going to get him beaten in 2024 if he doesn’t fix it and fast. He’s not taking care of the constituents that got him elected President and they’re about to make his ass pay for it dearly.

If we remember back to when his candidacy was on life support, it was the Black community that came to his aide. The South Carolina Democratic Primary was the rebirth of Joe Biden. Older Black people went out in masse to lift Joe back to relevancy. He was teetering on the brink of disaster and they saved him. He came roaring back and then the young, Black people came out in enough numbers to support Biden. But the groups that also powered him to the White House were middle of the road folks. Independents that didn’t want Trump and weren’t ready for the full revolution that needs to come to Democrats. Those centrist people who felt that Biden was better then Trump. But, again, the block that delivered the White House and the United States Senate was the BLACK vote. My people in Georgia, including myself, went to the polls to deliver TWO Senators from the state of Georgia who were Democrats. In fact, we delivered the states first Black U.S. Senator and Jewish Senator.

The promise was elect Warnock and Osoff to help give Biden control of a Senate that would partner with Democratic controlled House of Representatives to give to Black people what we deserved, change! There was all the talk of significant financial assistance to Historically Black Colleges and Universities, that is so desperately needed. There was the promise of cancelling student debt for so many Americans, that would dramatically help Blacks more, since the majority of student debt is held by African Americans. There was the promise of major police reform legislation that would address the disproportionate brutality of innocent Blacks by police across the country, There was the promise of restoring Voting Rights that are being attacked by Republicans in state after state that they control the legislatures. All of these items were spewed out of the mouth of Candidate Biden and down ballot Democrats across the country. Well, here we are nine months into the Presidency of Joe Biden and he is fucking failing! The police reform was shot to shit, as expected. Voting Rights is being held up by Republicans, as expected. The fuck boy and fuck girl Senators Joe Manchin and Krysten Sinema, are holding up the Infrastructure Bills because they’re protecting the lobbyists and elite Whites who don’t want regular people to get the leg up we really fucking need. Covid is still fucking with our economy and country. HBCU’s are still struggling for financial assistance, and what the Biden people do in the reconciliation bill to appease Manchin and Sinema? Oh they stripped the aid going to HBCU’s down to $1.45 billion, instead of the $45 billion originally promised.

We all understand that most times a President, or candidate, just blusters when they’re giving speeches to court votes. It’s understood that Congress actually sets the financial agenda and allocates money. But, a President can have a significant influence in that plan. We’ve seen throughout history when President’s really want something, and they have the control of Congress to get it, it gets done. What this shows me is that Biden, at this point, doesn’t have the courage of his convictions and it will cost him and the party dearly. One thing I’ve consistently read about, and discussed is just how turned off the Black community is with Joe Biden right now. Pair that with women of all races and ethnic backgrounds beings dissatisfied with his accomplishments so far, and that spells disaster for his Presidency at this snap shot in history. It will really hurt the Congressional Democrats in the districts and states that voted to put Biden in office. What is showing us at this point, is an inability to act and lead. Seeing and hearing the constant fighting between the factions of Democrats is ugly. And to see that the President ain’t saying shit really, is worse. Where are the meetings with both sides, forcing a swift compromise, a united front and a determination to get the work of the People done? That shit ain’t happening and it will cost him when we vote next year.

It has been a consistent theme for some national Democrats and I think that the time is coming for them to pay a steep price in order to understand how to take Black votes serious. They pander to the community with things that we desperately needed, increased financial resources to our schools, fair and enforced voting rights, better primary schools, reforms for policing and criminal justice, more opportunities for good paying jobs. And in the end, we get shit. Or what we do get is pennies on the dollar to what they give to the White constituencies. It is a shame, but it’s the one thing that has been extremely consistent throughout the history of this country. Both parties have done the exact same thing. When it’s time to put their money where their mouths are, they punt and give some watered down, fuck ass version of their promise and then make promises to deliver the next time they’re elected. Or, they pass it to the Congress and say if you want what I promise you, elect these Congress men and women who can give it to you. Well, when they have the majority they ask for, they still can’t get their house in order. So in my mind, what needs to be done is to clean house. Old guard out, new guard in. Consistent and forceful voting for young, competent candidates that truly want to make a difference for the Black community. Times up Joe, deliver or you will be delivered back to Delaware as the ex-President.

Thoughts?……

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Unleashed, Unhinged, Uncontrolled

Something that I have always prided myself on being able to do was controlling my urges, and the different personalities that roamed within me. I always knew that there were different versions of me that could come out and be active, but I was pretty disciplined enough to keep them in check, until I was ready for one of them to show themselves. You know there are always different situations that happen that makes you feel as though you have to show people a different side of you. It lets them know that you ain’t the bitch they think you are. Or maybe you it to be known that you won’t be taken advantage of any longer. It could also be the case that you want your sexual freak to have his moment in the sun. All of these different personalities, and more, exist and for the longest I’ve been able to control them. Well, that’s all changed and I don’t think I have that control anymore. If I’m being honest, I don’t think I like it anymore, but I also don’t think I can control them anymore either.

As one person who has seen a lot of things, I understand that often times the personalities in our heads are created out of necessity. In order to survive, we find ways to protect our vulnerable selves or personalities from the wolves that are attacking us. Then, once those attacks are neutralized we can allow our “normal self ” to reappear. Only there are times that I feel like we never really let that person show back up. We tease it’s existence back out most times. That’s when you start seeing the representative of yourself show it’s personality more and more. You give what you want people to see and keep hidden what you don’t want people to take advantage of. I will take it multiple steps further. Once you have been exposed and hurt enough, not only do you not let the original version of you exist, you never let that person come back out. You create these different personalities of yourself to cope with the hurt, pain and anger of life and you switch from one to the next depending on the day, time and situation. Some call it losing yourself. I call it becoming unleashed. You ask me why do I use that word, because most times, the other characters you create are more sinister, devious versions of the real you.

Once the harsh realities of life start to claw away at your heart, you have to create personalities in your head in order to deal with the damage done to your mind, soul or spirit. Lose a child and see how you find ways to manage with that pain. Get your heart broken and watch how you mentally find ways to adjust to the new reality. Let someone abuse you and see the mindset you create in order to survive that ordeal and get away. Have things you worked hard to obtain taken away from you because of someone you trusted and watch how you make changes to avoid a repeat of that situation. It is the events of life that force you to create these alternate personalities to be able to handle those dark, painful moments in life. Well, what happens when you’re pushed too far or things happen too frequently and you decide that you can no longer be who you once were? Or maybe you decide that you don’t want to restrict the people who live in your head. Then maybe it’s not even a choice you consciously make. It could be that your subconscious makes the choice for you. All those thoughts and actions that you just use to think about and wonder what it would be like if you behaved in such a fashion now become reality. You are now living it out in real time. The chains that you put on the more unhinged versions of yourself are now off.

I think about how effective it has been for me to have all these personalities free roaming around now in my head. And the truth is I’m not happy with it now. There are a lot of things that have happened that have shocked me, but there are times where I feel like I’m looking down at myself and wondering what the fuck am I doing? I’m trying to figure out how the fuck did I become this reckless and disconnected from things I use to hold so true to my core? I’ve always had a high sex drive and been a freak, but damn that shit been blown of the water now. I don’t have the consistent pattern with my routine that I had before and I can’t really see why, until I think about when I was fucked over. It’s hard when the personalities are moving at once, because I feel myself thinking from those different personality points it my decisions are always so scattered as a result. And I can hear the opposing view speaking up, why don’t you get therapy or counseling? Good question, are you going to give me money to pay for that shit? Cuz them sessions are expensive as fuck and I don’t have the bank built up for that at this moment in time.

I used to think that I was just coping with life and I would get through it and allow myself to shine back through. The more time that has passed, I’m realizing that this iteration of me seems to be here to stay, and I’m actively working to find a way to change that. To control what I have unleashed is a difficult thing. Part of me wants to the genie back in the bottle, while other parts want to just continue roaring uncontrolled. I miss some of things that I now don’t seem capable of doing anymore. Finding my way back to me is tough, and the truth is, it really may never happen again.

Tell me what you think….

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Memories In Darkness

Greatness comes from failure as much as it comes from success. I’m sure someone else may have said that, but I’m the only person I know that my ears have actually heard say that. And now my eyes seeing me write that on this blog is the first time I’ve seen those words written just like that. It is my belief that true greatness in whatever it is you strive for excellence in comes from having failure in your life. It teaches you how to respond to adversity, it shows you how to recover from disappointment, it reveals if you have the character to be a survivor after going through difficulty. All of these things are needed if you are going to come through tough times, or dark moments. What happens when those dark memories don’t subside? What happens when you’ve found your way to recover from those deeply challenging situations, but your mind is still damaged and your soul is still stained?

There are things I go back to and wonder why did they happen, and then I spin forward and I ask myself, why the fuck am I still feeling so damaged by these events? In part I understand, because these events when presented separately and far enough apart, create these life altering moments that can take time to recover from, if ever. On the other hand, when you compound trauma one on top of the other for months and years, what you get is a fucked up human trying to figure out how to ground himself again in himself, let alone in society that has beaten him down like a bear mauling an animal in the wilderness. You might say that’s a strong analogy, and my response would be if you knew me and understood the extent to which some shit has happened, you would say that’s a fair comparison. All at the same time I’m not one who seeks sympathy or pity. I don’t want or need anyone to feel sorry for me and what I’ve experienced, I just wish I really had true understanding and I do wish I could openly talk about the darkness I feel with people who really can understand, relate and give the compassion and love I seek to help heal a damaged soul.

God knows all and I’ve cried my eyes out numerous time in my private talks with the creator. I’ve asked so many times why me? Why was I chosen to have these particular obstacles put in front of me? And honestly I haven’t seen anything revealed to met yet that fully helps me understand the plan or reasons why. Yes, there are people who look to me that have had similar experiences or were traveling down the road to being exposed to some of the same things I have and I was able to either talk them down to prevent it, or I was there to be able to help them through it. In that respect I understand why I was chosen to deal with some of those situations, but then I ask myself did I really need to be exposed to all of what I was just be the shepherd to protect the flock? Maybe I need to keep living life and in time more of the puzzle will be put together for me to see why I had to endure so much dark energy.

The hard part is when you feel like you’ve got all this dark memory inside you, you don’t really know how to release it so it’s not haunting you in the stillness of the night or day. So many times I’ve been listening to music or working out, times where my brain can just roam, no direction or instructions given for my thoughts and my mind carries me back to the dark places. Or it takes me back to times when I had gotten to a certain place of satisfaction, only to remind me of the destruction. Showing me the painful memories and images that I tried so hard to work past and bury. Is that what truly dark memories do to you? Do they root themselves in the deepest part of your mind, ready to resurface when you let the subconscious mind free to roam? It disturbs me so much because it just constantly reminds me of just how damaged I really am. And I know what some of you might say too.. Have you thought about it from the positive aspect? Your mind is also reminding you of just how much you have overcome and just how strong of a person you are? I thought about that too and while you have a point, I hit back with, how many times to do you need to be reminded of the dark past you left? Don’t you realize that you’re also being reminded of what you lost? It is also a perverse situation where you don’t get to move past it because it routinely is being thrown back into you memory and sight.

The darkness hurts, and more importantly than anything, it changes you to someone that you really aren’t sure how to handle. At least in my case I don’t know how to control the darker version of myself. I find myself thinking and doing that I never would have done before. I see so many unusual character traits that never showed before all the trauma. I’ve lost a sense of the light that I used to operate with and please be aware, dark light shows just like bright light. Manipulation is mother fucka and those who know how do it masterfully can control things so easily. So that leaves me to try and figure it out once again… How do you control the memories in darkness?

Talk back to me…

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Cuddle Me Not

Here is one thing that I really don’t understand about gays now days. Why is that so many of you want to cuddle up? I mean I get it, most don’t like saying they’re just on a “dating” app to fuck, but lets keep this shit real. If you’re on certain ones, that’s all you really aiming to do. Get your dick wet, your ass plunged or your mouth stuffed. I’m really not one for all the fluff and beating around the bush of it all. The overwhelming majority of niggas on there truly just want to get their nut in one way or the other and be about their business. And in truth, that’s perfectly fine. My only problem is stop masking the shit with saying you don’t just wanna fuck or you want more than just a nut. The truth is most just want that fucking nut. Whether it’s a consistent person to get that nut with or randoms, that is truly what you want. Then you have those who love to say they just wanna cuddle. Or cuddle me and fuck. My question is what the fuck for? Is it because your conscious is fucking with you because you just see yourself as some ass or dick and you don’t like it? The hoe in you is coming out and you want to find a way to justify it? To that I say, appease your mind but stop the bullshit.

Now an important point of order, I am not against cuddling! In fact I think it has its place and it is truly a wonderful feeling. Nothing beats having a man laid up under you, feeling each others bodies touching and the vibes flowing between each other. It makes the mood so much richer and the sex much more pleasing. However, that also carries tones of emotions and feelings in my book.. I don’t want to cuddle with just a fuck. If you my friend and we also fuck, then yea that makes sense to me. If you my boyfriend, then hell yea that shit should be happening regularly. But you if just my means to get my nut, or I’m your means to get yours, I don’t want to cuddle with you before sex. It’s too intimate in my mind and it creates situations that aren’t positive in my mind. Don’t spend too much time talking to me and chillin. Let’s have a couple conversations to take the edge off. We can smoke a blunt too, weed only, to relax ourselves and take away the nerves, then let’s fuck! Simple as that and just that easy. This cuddling shit that niggas want to do really is starting to annoy me. If you want something more than a nut I can understand why the cuddling shit happens, but don’t just let that be in the moment, then the next day or two you forgot what you wanted.

See this is when the problems occur. Why do I say problems? Because, you created an environment and vibe that intimated that you wanted more than just the casual fuck, and when discussed you said as such. So the next encounter after that fuck session, we cuddling and laying up. We fall asleep and you all up under me. Then times passes and a nigga no where to be found. What the fuck was the purpose? Ooooh, I get it, it was the moment that struck you right. In that moment after that good dick was stroked and pounded in yo ass, you weren’t ready to let me leave. You wanted to feel my body and energy next to you. Nigga fuck you and what you want. Again, back to the main point of this writing. Cuddle me not! Don’t waste my time, take my vibe and then act like you don’t know what the fuck going on. I never understand why niggas feel the need to hide their intentions. The truth is you loved the dick from the night before and you wanted more. But you didn’t want to make it seem like it was just that, so you covered with the extra bullshit. Why? Just leave it how it was and shit would’ve been just fuckin fine. Great sex links and a cool vibe to match. Maybe over time something more would have happened, but you moved too fast and now the shit is a wrap.

Moral of the story for me when it comes to most of these niggas, fuck you when you say you want to cuddle. Cuddle with your pillow, or your stuffed animal, or yourself. Or, find yourself a cuddle buddy. There are plenty of niggas out there who just want to cuddle and chill. No sex, or minimal sex, mostly movies and laid up. And if that is you more power to you. I understand why you’re doing it though. You want to feel the companionship of another person without having to have sex with them. I applaud you for that. But that’s a setup in my head and one I refuse to accept. Friends, family and lovers get the cuddle treatment. Fuck buddies get the we can chill and fuck treatment. Save that cuddling shit for something real. It will mean more and you won’t have to worry about unwanted feelings.

Thoughts and comments welcome.

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Trapped In Time and Space

I awoke this morning with my mind racing as usual, wondering how the events of my life have unfolded how they have. I thought about all the major decisions I made and how they impacted me in so many different ways. I thought about what it would have been like had I stuck with one situation and not landed in other. Would my child be here, would I be married? And yes before you ask it was with a guy that I was engaged and we had decided to have a child together. That story has already been told in previous writings so I wont dig back in those details again. I also wonder, going further back in time, if I had the chance to ride with a guy with years of history where would we be today. My heart says it would be marriage that lasts a lifetime, my brain says the shit would ended tragically. My mind has been in a time warp when it comes to you for the past fifteen years, and it drives me crazy.

The beginning was as unexpected and amazing as anyone could have hoped for. Then the shit became like a major motion picture. It had all the twists and turns, the plots changing on a dime, deceit and lies that have to covered with more lies. Truths being exposed and acceptance and forward movement after a “heart to heart”. Only for there to be more lies and deceit. You rinse and repeat, change the years and the characters involved, but the main protagonist and antagonist remain the same. The issues that cause the turmoil seem to be different but ,when thought about in its totality, they revolve around the exact same narrative. It’s the shit you truly make a movie of and you see of the main characters either move on or die. See in these kinds of movies, after you’ve seen one or ten or however many you watch, you know how the story will ultimately go. One person is truly going to get tired of the shit and they will walk away forever. The one who did all the shit will realize just how fucked up they were and once they truly have changed it will be too fucking late. Because when they had the chance to be real and come to the light with the shit, they kept playing games. They truly hardened the heart of the one who loved them and for that, they have to put in the past forever.

Saying all of that it’s easy as fuck to write. It’s super easy to think of and definitely easy to act out. But doing the shit in real life is a bitch. The truth of the matter is, most people, no matter how much they want to rid themselves of someone they can’t just close them out. If the person comes back with a presentation that seems contrite and they show adequate levels of regret, usually they can get another chance. See the key is to know how to use words and the mental advantage you have over someone to get them to believe that it is different and they are the one who is holding on to the past iterations of who you were. The reality is the reason for that is because of the person who did the bullshit to begin with in the first place. See what you don’t realize is that the pattern that you created gets thought about over and over, so once it’s recognized you don’t want to hear the bullshit again. You really want to see and hear change and difference. Growth is possible for all, and yes we all can change. But really when you change it’s noticeable from the jump. Nothing really needs to be said, it’s felt and understood. Yet, you’re like the forbidden fruit hanging on the tree. You know that you shouldn’t touch and taste it, but you have a special connection and bond that sucks you in every time.

You allow the emotions and feelings to rush back to you and then you find yourself wanting more, wanting to see just how much has changed and if you can truly let yourself go and fulfil the promises y’all made all those years ago. And then, one day when you’re really just trying to move a conversation forward, you see exactly what you knew was still there all along. The shit ain’t changed at all, it just took time for it show. What do you do though after you find this out. How do you move and react? My answer is to be as legit and real as you can. Let them see that while they may be stuck playing the same games, you truly have grown and become wiser. Call it out, be direct, put the shit in his face and then give them the peace and love that you have. Show them that this is what real change looks like. And then make the decision that you know you have to make. Take your time, secure your emotions and finally walk away. Cry, smile and love yourself.

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Just Keep Spinning

The world mental anguish is a slippery place to be. The struggle with depression and self doubt usually permeates your mind more than a little bit. The hot stove of feeling accomplished and validated, versus wondering if it’s all a setup is so disturbing. It can be difficult to appreciate just how much the cosmic forces have brought you to a path in life that you dreamed of, that you thought about for many, many years. Hearing your thoughts and dreams as a child and young adult in your head while the movie is playing right before your very eyes. The other side of you is saying, do you really deserve this? Are you really the right person for this dream to be coming to fruition for? See that is the push and pull that one can never really escape. It seems that you are destined to walk the tight rope between believing in yourself and your own dreams, and criticizing yourself because you don’t believe that it’s meant to be for you.

The mind set that I present to you is one that is experienced my millions of people across the world. Hell, maybe even billions. People live with self doubt and confidence issues all the time. Most of times, you never see it in that person. You don’t know the extent of how deep it goes. But, if you’re really close to these individuals, you get to peek behind the curtain to see just how debilitating it really is. To actively wonder if this really real, while you’re in the middle of completing one of most productive and potentially life changing meetings in your life, is kinda normal, but also kinda insane. Who really continuously doubts themselves in the face of consistent positive changes being brought into their life? I guess it really is true that once you’ve been burned by life a number of times, the cynic in you becomes the primary character and the believer in you has to wait for further validation. Then again, maybe that’s just the mind of a person who really struggles with their own self confidence. And let me make sure I’m covering all the bases, it’s not just the professional or family issues that fuck you up. It’s the personal ones with other people that usually tend to do the most damage.

Imagine getting promoted into your first formal leadership role. One that, though you don’t have a million years of experience, you are very well qualified for. Only to be constantly disrespected, belittled, marginalized by the other newly hired manager who is an older Black woman. Your same race, with a child who is in your age range, and instead of her celebrating your accomplishment and reinforcing you at a time of some uncertainty, she is the primary person trying to tear you down and sabotage your opportunity. And to be fair, there was plenty of reinforcement else where and from people who are closer and mean more, but to have a peer that you once looked up to because of their approach dog you out after that accomplishment, it’s like being spat on. Someone taking the oxygen and cutting it off a bit, because not only do you have to fight the Black stigma in Corporate America, but you don’t even have an ally who could fully relate to that struggle.

Why is that one scenario so impactful, because throughout time you have been hit with scenarios similar to that. You have individuals who are suppose to be supporters and reinforcers, only to let you down when things change. Or to fall off, or become a critic when the changes don’t really benefit them anymore. Yes, you are confident enough to carry forward, knowing that your skills and expertise qualify you. That whatever is coming to you in that moment you have more than earned and deserve to have happening to you. But, the heat that comes to you from those you expected to be your advocates is startling and throws you. It leaves a little residual doubt that can build momentum and sit over you, casting a shadow that you must out run. Why would someone want to live with these mental scars tormenting them so frequently? Part of it is motivation and the other part is to remind you. People ain’t shit sometimes. And most times they only want you for what the fuck you can give them. And you do happen to stumble upon a real ass person. You better keep them for as long as their season is. Soak up all the resources that they provide and reciprocate that shit as hard as they give it to you.

I struggle with these demons every day. And the sad part is just as much as I felt high and in the clouds after such a dynamic and positive meeting. The minute I dropped the call my mind went racing and wandering. Questioning if what just happened was real. Wondering why the energy I’ve given in other places isn’t being returned back. Thinking if I’m leaving myself open to be fucked again and I just can’t see it yet. I know, I shouldn’t be thinking like that at this moment. But man, after being fucked over as much as I have, I can’t help but to. A madness that just keeps spinning.

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Black Excellence

I often wondered just how deep did White hate go for Black excellence. And while I haven’t gotten to the full extent of it, having done research for the past two months, it is crystalized in my mind that they hated Us. I mean damn, if you take some time and look into the annals of history, you find that there are sooo many successful Black entrepreneurs. You see the success of a Maggie Walker, C.C. Spaulding, Dr. Aaron Moore, John Merrick, Walter Edwards, Granville T . Woods, Henry Boyd, Francois and Julien Lacroix, Jean Baptiste and Augustin Metoyer, Lucy McWorter, Henrietta S. Duterte, Elleanor Eldridge, CeCee Macarty, Marie Thereze Coincoin and so on. I can continue to list the names of Black male and female entrepreneurs in the annals of history. So many that it disgusts me to see just how under-represented and under-reported Black business history is and has been. What it does is make crystal clear just how much White America feared and despised Black people.

I said that I was going to be writing a series of stories to promote and uplift the Black community, and in particular the Black business community. See what was known about Slavery and Jim Crow doesn’t really begin to tell the detailed story about just how perverse and intentional White America was with belittling, devaluing, embarrassing, delegitimizing, suppressing, dehumanizing and disenfranchising Black people. Did you know that back during the Antebellum South days, because of the laws on the books that didn’t recognize Blacks as people and citizens of this country, if a Black slave invented something they could not get patent credit for it. The credit for the invention went to the White Slave owner. History has shown that Blacks invented many things that we use today. Maybe, just maybe some of the credit given to White men for creating inventions we consider revolutionary, doesn’t belong to them at all. Because of the system of suppression and oppression and enslavement, Blacks never got their full credit for the things they invented.

I think back to the free Blacks and the Slaves during Colonial times in the United States and I wonder how they really felt about having to scratch and claw for everything they earned. Having their dreams and creations taken away from them. To have credit given to a White man who didn’t do a damn thing and you have to accept it because the laws and customs of the country precluded you from having your say. You couldn’t go to court, you couldn’t testify, you couldn’t hold political office. None of the levers of control you operated, you were just along for the ride. And yet, with knowing all of this they persisted. Black men and women didn’t quit when they were stripped of everything. When racist and prejudiced Whites destroyed their businesses and homes, they didn’t quit. When the Slave master raped women and forced them to have their babies, they didn’t quit. Black people kept fighting and kept finding ways to succeed in a country designed to destroy them.

Take a look at what happened in Tulsa, Oklahoma, Atlanta, Georgia, Chicago, Illinois, Harlem, New York, Durham, North Carolina. These places were epicenters of Black business ingenuity and success. Places where Blacks built significant wealth and showed themselves to be equal to their White counterparts. And places where Whites, disgusted and outraged that Black entrepreneurs were maintaining, and in most cases, significantly growing their wealth, that they had to destroy the business community. They had to try to eradicate the Black businessman and businesswomen. In Tulsa they effectively destroyed the Greenwood district. Although, little by little the descendants of that once thriving Black business district are working to try and restore the lore and prestige of that hallowed land. The Black business district in Durham, known affectionately as Hayti, is still producing quality, sustained Black business and the descendants of their once sprawling, thriving business district are working to lift it back to similar stature. After the Atlanta race riots, the city leaders didn’t back down and Black business has continued to boom in Atlanta and expand. It is thriving and continues to be a place that many potential Black entrepreneurs come to get their foot in the door. All these places Whites tried to destroy because it ran counter to the narrative they were so skilled and persistent with delivering to the masses of this country. That narrative being that Blacks were ignorant, we aren’t intelligent enough to establish and run successful businesses. That we can’t be trusted and that we are animals, barbarians that need to be contained and controlled.

These are the words used to describe us when Slavery was brought to this country and kept in tact for hundreds of years. The same refrain was used post Slavery, during Reconstruction, when Whites didn’t want to integrate freed Blacks into the economic, social, and political mainstream of America. This narration was used to justify the need for Jim Crow Laws in the South and Segregation in the North. These reasons were used when the New Deal was being crafted, made law and excluded Blacks because of Southern insistence that Whites were superior to Blacks. This refrain was used during the Civil Rights Movement to explain why it was okay to allow police dogs to maim Black people. To explain why lynching Black people wasn’t a crime and why it was humane, because we were animals with no souls and we deserved this treatment. It is used today when Whites want to try and delegitimize the push by the Black Lives Matter Movement because we refused to protest in the manner they thought we should. Because they want to change the dynamics and don’t want to accept White talking points with little action.

Let me be clear here, notice I have not separated White groups in this writing. Because all iterations of the Republican and Democratic parties have been racist, prejudicial and demeaning to the Black community. Neither party has truly followed through on the promises of full equality for the Black community. Reparations is something that needs to happen. Look at history with a clear eye and you can see that, damn what these dumb asses say. Let that Booker T Washington mind set go. Proving your success doesn’t get you shit but more challenges if you’re Black. The race can’t continue to be ran when we’re starting a mile behind. Business equality still isn’t any closer to a reality than it was at the end of Slavery, and every era that followed. Consumer equality has never existed in this country, despite the half assed laws on the books that aren’t stringently enforced. I want this to be a clear message: History has never been fully, nor correctly told by White America or by the mainstream media of America. If you want to earn the trust of the Black community and want our support, start by fully supporting us. Give us an equal bite at the apple and level the playing field. Then, you might just stand a chance at earning back the trust that has been destroyed at your own hands.

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Historically Misled

I know that most of my real articles are lightly liked and not as read as the great sex pieces I write, but damn it, it’s time to get history out there whether you like it or not. So, White folks these next few articles might not make you happy, or if you’re real, it might make you want to see what you can do to help enact change.

I’ve been doing a lot of reading lately and having substantive discussions with some intelligent Black men and I’m seeing just how much White American distorted history in order to protect their fragile egos and psyches. I’m also seeing just how under reported and discussed in mainstream media the success of Black entrepreneurs were in the history of this nation. I’m realizing just how much they distorted historical facts and misled the facts in order to protect the narrative they wanted to tell. Did you know that Black people have been running successful businesses in this country dating back to the Antebellum Colonial period? Did you also know that that overwhelming majority of the Capitalist system that this country has used to become a super power was ripped off from African and West African civilization and culture? The history and literature is quite definitive in telling stories how Anglo Saxons, aka White Europeans, selectively choose the slaves they wanted to bring over in the Trans Atlantic Slave Trade. They had done sufficient business with Africans to know which region of African people were skilled at developing rice, tobacco, and cotton fields. They knew who were the intellectuals and who were the skilled laborers. They were tactful in making sure to separate the intelligent Africans from the unintelligent. In other words, they stripped Africans of their culture and identity when they brought them to this country and used them to establish their dominance.

Now, let me also say this, I’m not furthering the narrative that African Americans were simply overwhelmed and outsmarted by Europeans in the Slave trade, Africans controlled the Trans Atlantic Slave Trade, as well as other regions of the Slave trade. A majority of the Slaves sold, were people who were Indentured Servants and also people who became Slaves to different tribes as a result of fighting wars with other tribes and being defeated. Also of note, Europeans weren’t allowed inland very much in Africa. In order to get their slaves they were taken from inland regions to the coast, where the Europeans waited to get them loaded onto their boats and continuing their journey. See this history is being given to you because the narrative coming out of this country for hundreds of years to justify slavery was that Black people were savages and animals. That they couldn’t be counted on to be civilized and productive members of society. That they didn’t have an understanding of business and how to run one. Well, just from the examples provided all those lies are negated.

So let this sink in for a minute. Historical evidence shows that pre-colonial Africa and West Africa operated under a system of Capitalism. Individual wealth was encouraged, but they kept a sense of community or the collective whole, in order to make sure no one was left behind. So Capitalism mixed with the idea of Collectivism. What an amazing concept. Does it sound a little familiar? The American system is just hyper Capitalism with a lesser focus on the Collective whole. The programs that were made to include the “whole”, were originally made for just the White people in this country and excluded all Black people. It is amazing to see just how intentional the White community has been, and to some degree, still is in making sure their narrative of history is the one that is permeated in the minds of everyone in this country,

For reference material, I will give you three books to read and there will be more examples of literature you can read to give you more details.. the first is: The History Of Black Business in America Capitalism, Race, Entrepreneurship Second Edition Volume 1 to 1965, the second is The Color of Money Black Banks and the Racial Wealth Gap, and Entrepreneurship and Self-Help Among Black Americans. These three books are fantastic reads. They help to present information that will begin to challenge the historical disinformation and misinformation given by the U.S. Government and media alike. You will learn about Black people who were great businessmen and businesswomen. You will learn just how intelligent and thrifty Black people were in opening businesses, maintaining them and doing their best to pass them down to their family and friends in the face of extreme racism and prejudice. You will see just how much the U.S. Government was apart of the problem and contributed to the severe wealth gap and lack of advancement opportunities for Black people. You will also get to see how White America had to continue to change the narrative as to why Slavery, and Jim Crow, and Racism was needed at all.

Once you read, and do supplemental reading to understand how perverse and focused the efforts to belittle and disenfranchise Afro-Americans was, you will understand better why reparations is something that should be a must for all of the African American community today as a result of the harsh, cruel and unusual punishment implemented due to Slavery and Jim Crow. You will see how Southern White people controlled the conversation around equality and racism and prejudice more than talked about in history. You will also see just how complicit the North was in perpetuating this sham of a economic, political and human practice. The North was just as racist and discriminatory as the South was. The biggest difference was that they weren’t lynching Black people nearly as often and they made half-hearted attempts at giving equal opportunity to Black people, but they never truly stood up to their White Southern counterparts and they were just as eager to keep Blacks out of the mainstream American economy as they were.

More and more as I read and discuss and understand, I realize that we are still living today in a modified version of old days in this country. Things are marginally better, but the housing market is still unfavorable for Blacks, the inner cities in many places are still underserved and lack development. Blacks still don’t have full access to credit and infrastructure as needed. There still aren’t sufficient Black banks that serve the Black community. Large scale Black businesses are still lacking and not given fair competitive opportunities in this country. For centuries this country has said that Black people weren’t equal because we were savages, because we weren’t intelligent, because we didn’t understand business, because God created us as the inferior race. Yet, in history it’s shown that not only are we equal, but when given a fair shot or even a shot at developing our own in this country not only do we thrive, but we typically out perform the White counterparts in those industries.

This is just part one of this, stay tuned part two continues with more details and information for you think about. But think about this as you have read this blog.. How much do you really care for the well being of your fellow man or woman? If you really want to contribute to the cause of full equality, what are you willing to sacrifice in order to achieve equality?