The good times!

It was great when it was good. The things that we do are moments, and we should take advantage of those moments. We seem to search for so much more in so little things. Life is a series of moments some more significant than others, but still moments. Small moments may make larger ones and so on. When I started out alone in adulthood, I always thought there would be more fun. More of something, but I never knew what more was. I just knew it existed. It's sorta funny because I would rush to the fun, get there and then say I waited for this! Now I except everything for what it is. I find fun in the little things, wait patiently for the large things, and if moments come, they come. I look forward to sitting on the couch, watching my favorite movie, or driving through my childhood neighborhood. It doesn't have to be big for it to be great. The good times are what we take for granted.

I used to love her?

When we met it was like key to lock, well mixed together like gin and juice. We were classic. We fit like like puzzle pieces in our twenties and dearly feeling life. Everything she did was interesting, everything I said was interesting. If two people were to be then we were that couple. Good buddies, lust buddies, we were all of that and then some. The new car smell was blissful. It seem to be more but I never could see it. As time past so did she, the girl I thought I knew really wasn't meant to be. Young and dangerous, decitful with anguish. She was definitely not who she set out to be. By than it was too late, I bit the bait. She had me caught in her rapture, but to my demise I had her caught too. I mean why would she change, why would she stray? When your young you jump both feet in, you never test the waters right? At least not with her! I mean many guys could probably share stories, but I wouldn't have believed them anyway? How can silk be rough? How could light become dark. She was the one, but time told she wasn't my one. She had her own agenda, and I was just a box to check. A man to put her up, why she continued to push him down. I used to love her, but it really didn't matter. She made me stronger, she's helped me to keep one eye open, because women are real. Diamonds are definitely blinding. Women sense lust, like men sense fear. I say I used to love her, but I think I just lusted for her? Never again, never again!

You make me think

To all that have posted, and to all that have read. This is for you. Since I've started posting I've read what others posted and I also have dwelled on what the others who didn't post would have posted. My thoughts are your thoughts, your thoughts are my thoughts. Hopefully, we come together on this blog to improve our self worth, and to become conscience of others words. Some say deep, I say life in motion, and if you don't have thoughts your shallow. I encourage everyone to get involved. Come back home. Go back to the essence which has brought you this far. Go back to when you were 3 and you had that toy, and if someone took that toy all hell would break loose. When the world was centered around you, and so effortlessly you were able to get what you wanted just by being you. There were no prejudices and if you didn't like something, you just didn't like it. Some how a long the line we find ourselves less for ourselves and more for others. Then you find out that others seem to be busy with themselves. Is that possible? Especially when everyone claims they are tired of doing for others. There are so many people in our mix now, that we can't even eat a Big Mac w/o someone saying, "Are you sure your going to eat that!" I'm like shut the hell up! I took time to myself this year, not just to "do me" like everyone says, but to find out about me. I listened to what others had to say, prayed a lot and came up with this thought, which coincided with a thought by Nas. "Roll one deep. Only trust yourself. You can't betray yourself? If things go down you got yourself. " The reason why I wrote such harsh words is not only because we are responsible for our actions, but if you make the choice with you in mind, at the end of the day there will be know one to blame. Like I said earlier sometimes we have to make decisions like a 3 year old. God has given us the golden power of choice. That is a true power. That's why I love him.

Life I'm Life

Over time things were supposed to come together. I mean, well at least that's what elders told us. "They" would always say you have time, you will get there. We're like ok, I'm here now, were is my prize. As I reflect, I noticed that everyone I know is currently in transition. Everyone is about to do something! Especially now considering the base of people I know reside in there twenties. Some outside, but most inside. Everyone is constantly evolving into this thing, or there idea of comfortable and greatness. It's crazy because I met an older (48) gentlemen the other day that said he was in transition. He said "Once I get this paper, I will be straight!" I was thinking man, your 48, your not straight now? I'm rushing to get things done only to find out that sooner than later I will still find myself in transition? Granite things happen, and things are put in perspective, but damn. Even the guy that I think has it together says, "you gotta win". I'm like win what! The guy says you gotta win within. If you win within you will when til the end in everything you do. So now this brings me to the title "Life I'm Life. Are we between lives right now, sorta like the phrase "Job I'm Job!" (Meaning I'm between jobs right now.) Being that we are in transition how can we possibly be any one place. Is one foot in yesterday, and the next in tomorrow? That wouldn't be cool, hopefully are feet are planted in now and we grab our goals by the horns!

Today is a beautiful day!

Being in your twenties is fun. I equate this time with power. Through our twenties we are so so smart, or at least we think we are. We are so critical of others situations. We always have a tendency to say what we wouldn't do or what we can't do. It's like oooook, you did what? Oh no, that wouldn't have happened to me. If it was me, I would have done ......... Lol! I always consider my life to be placid, serene even. How could I get into a situation? I'm me! I'm the most of the most of the most. Reality kicks in, and then it takes mind over matter to make it through. When I entered my twenties I figured that I had my work cut out for me, but damn! This is crucial. My picture was always distorted. All I could see was me standing in the fore front. Voices screaming, and questions posed. We all have dreams when we entered the twenties, my thing was, let see who's dreams come true. Who can follow through!!!!!