Beautiful

I have to say Big Ups to GOD for blessing existence with the AFRIKAN diaspora in women. Here's how this train of thought was provoked. Today this young lady walks into my job. Chocolate brown, slim and beautiful I mean flawless. Now i'm always faced with this dilemna when in the presence of beautiful women and business. It's as if my focus goes into a blurry bliss of appreciation and wanting to introduce them to the outside self (outside the job cool nigga). I don't know about others but there are certain qualities in women that have to be in the forfront. Lets start with the physical. Void of what others say you can not have attraction for someone without first subjecting yourself to there physical attributes. Eyes, lips, and the proportion of their body plays a big part in the celestial urge to welcome them into your world. Thats not all you have to take into consideration, other qualities depend on the individuals liking. For some it's a sloppy intro, no tact, and a bunch of biligerent jargon about fucking. Now there are times when all you want to do is cut up under the sheets. But damn some niggas show no love for such a beautiful creation. Then again thats what make true appreciation heartfelt. I guess thats one of those "good with the bad". Once that physical attraction is solidified, the attempt at meshing personalities and lifestyles begin. For those who have experienced serious relationships know this is where fun or battle begins.
Hers' a story script whatever technical term used. (Just for fun)

Welcome to my World

B-MAN:
Whats going sweetheart how are you today?
B-WOMAN:
I'm chillin' tryin to finish this project for work.
B-MAN:
Where you work?
B-WOMAN:
I'ma hold off on that question. Yo ass might be a stalker or something.
B-MAN:
Thats what it do then. How was work today? Did you work hard?
B-WOMAN:
It was alright. Just a bunch of last minute work to be complete before our fiscal year was finished. It can be a lil' frustrating some time but fuck it.
B-MAN:
Right right keep it movin'. Work for me was pretty challengin'. trying to get adjusted to the fry machine is serious.
B-WOMAN:
You jokin right. Where you work, Cook-Out. (laughin hard)
B-MAN:
So you got jokes right. Thats cool. Thats slick. (find it funny but not that funny)
B-WOMAN:
Naw forreal where you work.
B-MAN:
I'm a hold off on that question. Yo ass might stalk me or something.
B-WOMAN:
Nice lil' comeback, ok ok.
B-MAN:
What you got reserves for niggas who work at restaurants.
B-WOMAN:
Yes I'm a lil' shallow when it comes to the world of assets. No not my ass but how much a nigga makin' and whether or not the job is enjoyable with longevity. Fo sho it's legitimate work but damn niggas to old for that shit.
B-MAN:
Word, so basically a brother need a 401K plus....
B-WOMAN:
plus plus if you understand what i'm sayin'
B-MAN:
Soooo you like gettin' cats for bread.
B-WOMAN:
No i got my own money. I make enough to take care of myself and my wardrobe additions. Brother gotta come with it. Hold up.
B-MAN: Whats up
B-WOMAN:
You tryin to stray from the subject. Where do you make your money.
B-MAN:
I'm a shop owner. I...
B-WOMAN:
WHat kind of shops?
B-MAN:
How about we play a game?
B-WOMAN:
What kind of game?

To be continued.......

Morning Prayer

All Praises to ALLAH This is to the greatest. Thank you for blessin' me. Thank you for being my guide even when I doubt your presence. Thank you for insight to life. That blessin' could only come from a higher being than man. LORD OF LORDS Thank you for allowing me to be a vessel for wisdom to those who have come across my constant blabbering about POWER TO THE BLACK PEOPLE. ALLAH I know you are using my presence for something greater than I can imagine. I know you are using me to send a message to my people. We are the keepers of existance. GOD thank you for every morning I wake, every breath I breath, and a sane state of mind. GOD everyday I live is dedicated to your honor. If there a time was knew you exist, it would have to be now. God please continue to allow me to appreciate your prensence, blessings and LOVE. It's all LOVE ALLAH.
AMIN

POWER TO THE BLACK PEOPLE.
6-16-76

Ride with me

Hello beautiful world
Being someone very observant and into the human psyche, I find it amusing how friends can be. You know I've come to know who my real friends are and the snakes. I have friends of all walks of life. (and i don't mean i got a few white friends because actually i have none.) What i mean is poor, well-off, asian, indian (india), and native american. I don't know where i'm going with this but i've come to realize how important the good and the bad in friendships make you out to be a better person. Depending upon your reaction to each situation that take place. I had a situation that could have caused me to kill one of my good friends (literally and they're no longer an entity in my world). But instead of focusing my energy on the negative aspects I decided to focus on change. I didn't have a chance to focus on the good because the situation was very tacky and unloyal. The change that came had awaken me out of this mild depressive state. It forced me to look at life from an angle that once existed in my youth. NO FEAR. Make moves, hind site is 20/20 and thats where insight comes into existance. Now acting on this insight is one thing. How to percieve it is another. How do you tie the 2 together comes from love, self and global awareness. Black people where do we want our existence to be documented in history. As the culture of people who posessed withstanding insight and couldn't prosper or those who rose to our true job on this earth as keepers to the planet and the cycle of global existence. Just think about it i did and this is what i came up with. Black people LOVE and SELF-PRESERVATION is a need for our society.

POWER TO THE BLACK FOLK
6-16-76

BREAK THE CHAINS

Late for work

Damn! I knew it was coming late for work again and i had to hear it. Deep inside I knew I was wrong, but hell it's not an appointment type enviroment. But I need to get my ass out the house. My supervisor as sweet as she is even tried to reprimand me nicely. And then again I am BLACK and we do go postal. To much TV. I'm going to try this on time thing one more time and see if I get it right.

Who knows

Today is just random thoughts that comes to mind being a black man in the united snakes my bad states. Anyway where do I start. How about the hood, and why that shit is still fucked up. Do we have any lifeline residin' in our own communities. Isn't it time we police ourselves in the name of self preservation, and love for the other. I don't know, it's like around our own we tough guys. But once we step into that uncomfortable world of white people, we pussies (unless we punking them). Do we need to introduce ours kids to the white capitilists game early. Or do we need to build training classes on how to translate the hustle into corporate. (or is it the jargon) Regardless something needs to be done. New Orleans for example. It should be a given that no corporate or government entity is going to support a strong black effort of reconstruction. Our demise is always opportunity for the powers that be. With that noted it should be fuck 'em. Ok now the grind is on. There are so many others issues to go along with that. Just a broad thought. Maybe a large can of WHAID will do the trick.

Sweet childhood

What a way to title this. At any rate thats about how i feel at this moment. So many positive and valuble things have gracing my presence as of lately. At the same time it's not truly fulfilling. The reasons it may feel that way is probably because it's not what i truly aspire for. At the moment I'm employed by 3 non-profit agencies. The work is beautiful, the people are excellent, and it's a positive enviroment. Dedicating my time I enjoy. I even sacrificed a year of living below my standards regarding pay just to give back to the community. But something is still missing. This is probably where I do not belong or because the world is so ass backwards i'm probably suppose to be there but because of my conditioning i can not fully enjoy this enviroment. Thats why it's an oh well morning because i'm tired of thinking about my next move in life. What ever happened to a big decision being whether or not i spend my two nickels or my dime to get either strawbwrry or green apple now and laters. GIVE ME MY CHILDHOOD BACK!!!!!!!!!!!

Lessons Learned

Life sometimes is probably the most beautiful but confusin' element within existence. "why does everything so bad make you feel so good" Thats the bullshit. So out of that come pertinent lessons that helps you move forward. Perfect example: I'm almost positive that the majority wish they could just go to work when they feel. no clock to punch just stroll in like now is the time i feel my presence is needed in the work place. WRONG!!! Well here's my dilenma. My contract is up in 2 weeks and i have really been takin' advantage of me being able to come in when i feel. leave when i feel like it, and take the day off without callin'. (Oh how i'm going to miss this so much). so now i have to find a real job out of the state i presently reside in. (The south just isn't for me, don't get it confused it's love and beauty but its time to get back to my roots in the midwest. can i say C-CITY). The adjustment is going to be crucial. Its said that it takes 1 year to undo what you have been accustomed to. so i'm looking forward to losin a few low level jobs because of my aimless exceptance to bullshittin' for two years.

Lessoned Learned

"WORKFORMYDAMNSELF"

until i wander across your path again

PEACE
Lifes Vagabond