Showing posts with label who knows. Show all posts
Showing posts with label who knows. Show all posts

Friday, December 4, 2009

Follow me now!

Falling from the ground to the sky...Reaching from the stars to the moon...Learning from the core of it all...Fearing the true reason i fell (i mean fall) Well... hell... follow me now and stand tall... Can you keep up? If so wow...
If not here's a towel throw it in....Just let me win with the wind I'm gone
with the win round a round in the beginning I'm sinning and willing telling the ending... Peak with me and lets see... I'm reaching for the stars with no fear of failure the ground is stable but the sky is endless....
Follow me now!!!

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Disappointment

Have you ever been so sure about something and poof disappointed!!! Well I'm in the middle of that right now... i realize the end of one thing is only the beginning of another but... damn i hate starting over... it's just so frustrating when you're accustom to one thing and things change drastically... new house check, new rims check new job check... These are all things i wanted but the drastic change has created some conflict... new job is disappointing i thought wrong about it and now I'm disappointed. not financially just mentally.

should i
A. suck it up
B. search for something i love
C. keep grinding it will get better
D. all of the above.
E. none of the above enter answer_________<-here

Monday, July 20, 2009

Minute made monday's "Motivation"

Motivation anyone? if you got it can i borrow it?

Yeah you read correctly Mr. Jag has flat lined in the motivation category... not necessarily total motivation just a little... just enough to be stagnant which i despise... if any of y'all are anything like me i hate standing still... i never had a problem with sitting still as a kid as a matter of fact i didn't have very many kids to play with in my hood so i used to play by myself in the dirt in the middle of the hood until i got my first bike and shortly after started playing football.... but since I've been categorized and an adult(kid at heart) i think Ive acquired A.D.D. not in the sense that i have problems concentrating or listening but in the sense i don't like sitting still... I don't like monotony I like for things to change... I get bored easily... not in personally relationship because people are funny and emotions are interesting but just tasks mundane and frugal ones at that. Maybe i don't need motivation maybe i need counseling... either way it's time for change... Along with that i learned something about myself this weekend. I took a trip to the Eastern country side of Kentucky and i spent my weekend in the country... when i say country I'm mean the nearest Walmart is in a neighboring town... yeah exactly... but OK so i have this tendency to get cabin fever.. and cabin fever is an idiomatic term for a claustrophobic reaction that takes place when a person or group is isolated and/or shut in, for an extended period. Symptoms include restlessness, irritability, forgetfulness, laughter, and excessive sleeping. I feel like a caged animal when I'm shut in. Especially when both my phones had little to no service... i destroyed my brick break high score... i couldn't pick up any one's wireless service on my computer... no physical activities to do all the yard work was done... no gym... no means to release my energy... shew... you know what? I held it together... a year ago in that same environment i might have taped all the pillows in the house together and made a punching, kicking, wrestling, dummy to destroy... i would have paced the house till i rubbed holes in my socks...thought of some in genius invention and tried to make it with household items...pause... now the thing is i always write something creative in those environments but since I'm on a ten day creative relief i just have to store those things in the back of my mind until Friday then i might go hard for 30 days straight poems and stories...

OK SO... I need motivation right? What do you think?

Monday, July 6, 2009

'Athazagoraphobia"

ssssssooooo i think this is the real reason i started this blog

"Athazagoraphobia"- Fear of being forgotten or ignored or forgetting.

Yeah... yeah... yeah... i know that knowing the problem is half the battle but I've come to the conclusion that this is a major war not a battle and my down fall is I've paired that the fear of being alone O gosh... Yeah you can make that face again...

i absolutely hate being ignored and sometimes I'm not even being ignored i just have a major issue with longquiettimespansnomusicalone i think its called Solitaire....People say Patience is a virtue and i agree cause i have patience actually i have lots of patience... example people cut me off on the E-way (expressway) and i don't flip out even though i wanna play bumper cars with them or see if they know sign language ya know.... i dunno it's just weird... I don't know if i got a twin out there somewhere or something but i feel real abandon when i text someone, bbm someone, email someone, or call someone and i don't get a response back.. example like hey i like your new profile picture <- me sending text-> yeah thanks <-then returning the message-> so hows your day<-me sending text three seconds later->_____________<- them not responding .... am i crazy or should there be a OK but I'm busy notification right there... lol... i dunno maybe I'm just weird.

So i said that to say this i talk to myself when there is no one to talk to... but i do it on here.. does that make me crazy?

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Wednesdays WAR

As i wake up refreshed from a amazing nights sleep i realize my mind is still in dream mode, it's not like that daze you fall into when you are day dreaming this was a full on dream while i was wide awake... So my man's morning starts like this... Yawn! Hit the Alarm! Wipe the sleep from ones eyes... sit up... say morning prayer... I sleep naked so grab the Raphael Lauren man towel with Velcro around the waist... stand up stretch... and proceed to the bathroom... once in the bathroom fight with morning wood to aim and shoot... about what seems like ten minutes later shake and flush... Two steps to the right.... mirror... Aw you look amazing sarcasm to self... wash hands... splash face warm water...get the neutrogena left corner of the sink proceed to wash face... 2-5 minutes later dab face dry... grab toothbrush right corner of the sink in metallic holder... always pre brush teeth this is just a water brush to get all the nightly flavors out... then add tooth paste normally it's a wintry mint plus white with cavity control...5 minutes later rinse and spit.... mirror... Now that's what I'm talking about... proceed to dresser grab under garments I don't own tightie whiteys so boxers or boxer briefs if I'm feeling myself...socks and wife beater( A-shirt) check... proceed to closet... clothes are preplanned 3 fits ready and ironed so no time is wasted in the morning... if attitude is different in the morning clothes are different... mirror... o yeah big cheesy smile if I'm feeling myself... if not just a wassup head nod...

But this morning was different... it kind of went like this... french horns in the distance... morning sir(British accent) the CEO of my company says to me... Morning.. he claps...clap clap... and all of a sudden Jillz, Sydni, Mich and Kat come out of nowhere to escort me to the bathroom... O wow...proceed...man towel applied "no hands"... clap clap... shake and flush "no hands"... this time i took a shower in the morning which i rarely do but... clap clap... the royal penis is clean your highness...Um WOW that was refreshing... clothes applied now no hands... kisses, humps, and hugs thank you ladies i greatly appre..ciate... check mirror... and then

snapped out of it back to reality... smh...UM... Wednesdays war... dreaming about these ladies so not cool... sorry ladies but Jamie said blame it on the alcohol sooooo let's just forget about this:
WEDNESDAYS WAR

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Touch me tuesday aka The follower

I guess you can call her a pen pal or a listener or better yet a follower... yeah that's what I'll call her a follower so interesting she is, so sexy she is, so educated she is, so perfect damn it!! Did i think that out loud? The truth of the matter is I'm infatuated with her words... yea i said her words i can't go a day without wonder what she is going to say, how will she say it, will it finally be me she talks about. It never is but I'm never disappointed she strokes my conscious, imagination, and emotions with every word. i know your saying does she know this... HELL NO!!! and with your help she'll never know as long as you keep your mouth shut we (you and i) will be just fine. Enough of this stuff let me tell you what happen.

OK so I began writing on this blog thingy(it was random long story) i was just writing to get thoughts out of my head and into the creative air for others to experience. I was relieving a lot of built up creativity in my heart. Not really worried if anyone read it. Then i get my first comment and boom I'm addicted to what people think. It's like i wanna know, i need to know, i need reactions, and interactions... but i only had one comment how could i be so attention needy after one comment... see the comment went like this...

with each breath of every day
you make a mark in this world in a unique way
your steps make a path for others to follow
because what you did yesterday might better someones tomorrow
so take charge and take heed
you have a purpose a calling
what you have someone will need
don't worry about the future or what you do not know
just come into your own and blessings grow

Okay... i know... i know... powerful stuff (that right thurr) could make you want more right? Ok so i soaked that up and what do you think happen next?
Exactly!!! Nothing...