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“It’s better to be a lonely couple than a lonely 1..”
“I know it’s crazy out there, but Embrace the Chaos”
“Read The Room”
“These Next 4 years will be a blur”
#FAFO (Just Sayin)
“Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff”
“You are a Wizard”
“Let Jesus take the wheel”
Thanks for hearing me out.✌🏽
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Don’t know what to write right now, but I do want to write something.. I’m addicted to the feedback, be it negative or positive. 6:41 am in need of a pick me up. All in need of a positive outlet to release whatever to a template. Content of thoughts of struggle, culture, opinions, and whatnot..
Any kind of feedback, be it good or bad, is a victory. The purpose of applying said art: singing, rapping, drawing, and writing is to receive a type of reaction.. Self crititization is good. Most of the time, you want to see where you stand. Hit send, and then you will see where you stand. Everyone has opinions, so as an artist, you have to embrace that. It’s a cruel world within the comments. If weak enough, it’ll prompt you away from achieving greatness. That small quote you want to post, but won’t because you’re worried about how it’s going to land with certain folks. That painting that you’re afraid to share with the world could be worth millions. Maybe you’ve created a rap track that can change your life, but it’s stashed in your storage files locked away from the public. But the millions of folks that do participate, I gotta give them a round of applause for the bravery to put out whatever content online. I admire their boldness. I also would like to give it up to the rude commentary from the miserable onliners. It hurts when I read them, and it’s not even my content that their clapping at. I can’t help but admire their audacity. So Be Brave. BE Bold. Do the Do
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Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why?
Unfortunately, I like to dwell on the past. By the time I come to my senses, it’s too late. Especially when it comes to dating. It’ll be so close to getting to that next level. All of a sudden, I’ll fumble the ball in the end zone. 10 out of 10 It’ll be my own doing from just dwelling on the past. I can only think about failed relations. Dwelling can also,fortunately, conquer good opportunities, from gigs, side hustles, and even dishing out good advice. I tend to stay on the right now instead of the future. I like to keep my finger on the pulse, but I have no problem getting hip to whatever is poppin, whether I disagree or not.
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Are you in a rut? Do you feel a heavy ton on your mind and body? Do you feel yourself about to have a meltdown in public before stepping off to a corner to take some deep breaths? These are only a few examples to avoid by adapting vices to release those negative chemicals in your system that can temporarily alleviate those nasty symptoms. Me,
I like to go to the Driving Range and work on my long game. Golf is a stress reliever, but I must warn ya, learning the game, and getting better at it is very addictive wich is why it is 1 of those positive vices. I like to avoid the other vices, although I tend to gravitate towards them every once in a while (Nobody’s Perfect). The gym is another positive vice. Just the aspect of working out with a community striving towards their workout achievement for the day. It’s definitely a good distraction for whatever it is that is trying to bring you down. You want to turn those negative forces into attempts. Which is why you need to pick a vice, a positive 1. Like Painting.. That 1 right there, you can’t go wrong with that 1. Get your Bob Ross on and make “Happy Accidents”. Go to a public studio and join that session where they offer that sip of wine while you paint. An idea place to go for that first date. I like to brainstorm different ideas when it comes to letting some of those negative chemicals. Writing is definitely a strong way to divert away from the bullshit! Just write. Whatevers on the brain bro just write. You’d be shocked at some of the stuff that comes out on that phone, laptop, PC. Like me. I’m obi-wan kenobing the shit out of this thing that’s trying to bring me into a funk… It’s all about the fight.. You got to beat the devil outta those negative chemicals.. Happy 2025. Stay positive and stay away from the nasty negativity.
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The office About a couple of hours ago, I knew exactly what I wanted to write about. Working out at the gym will give you so many Ideas. I don’t do selfies when working out. This pic, however, is an example of a space I need to be in when blogging.. Home is not a place I want to be when blogging. Too many distractions and not too peaceful.. Barns and Nobles to me is like a gym for the brain.. Candy to the eyes. Soulful to the nose. The smell of new books is like auntie Lee’s Peach Cobbler Pie.
Candy to my Eyeballs! This blog is almost done. I need a few more lines to throw in. I like to do this in real time. I have a lot of info that was written in a note pad, journal books, or scraps of paper that’s stashed away, but sometimes I rather do it off the dome, like a top 50 MC. Welp, I believe my five minutes is up, so until next time….✌🏽
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Yesterday was FUEGO! Tuesday was a nightmare. Today is just downright, Brutal! But I’m not complaining.. These days, weeks, are flying. I forgot what I did 20 minutes ago. In the famous words of Ned Stark, winter is a commin. Before you know it, you’ll be prepping for that Thanksgiving Get together. Anyone who asks my opinion about how hot it is, I’ll say I plead the fifth. I can’t afford to have any bad Juju hanging over me while I try to survive the upcoming frost. ” I feel like I lost 15 pounds.” Child, please, I do that every other day at the gym. ( Was that last line mean?) How about ” It’s Hotter than a Preachers Daughter today”… That’s more friendlier. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
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What does your ideal home look like?
Temporarily, I dwell in a room. not fun (SMH). I’d wax poetically about the not fun situation I’m in, but I won’t. I touched on that a while back (feel free to scan through that post). So, this post should be real short. My next home will be another apartment. I don’t see myself owning a house in Long Island. It will be simple but accommodating. Plenty of food and beverages in the refrigerator. Internet-based. I’d need Plenty of storage space. Sorry, folks. I hoard. It will be CLEAN! I’ll have some off days, but it will be CLEAN! And smell good… Covid is trying to rear its head back in so my pad will be germ free. Besides some wall art that will be candy to the eyes, my apartment will be decorated with a healthy record collection display. So that’s all I can think of regarding an ideal home. It’ll be cool if I can do a Hemingway and do a GRAND thesis about an ideal home, but this is what you get…
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Why do you blog?
I’m a Newbie to this.. But now that I’m a half century old, I blog to document and share any thoughts, debates, and trends that I feel that’s worth expressing about. It could be a weird dream or a Seinfeld moment. I’ll blog about it.
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I’m a Homebody, something I’m not ashamed off. I work, go home, the weekend pasts. Rinse and Repeat. ( I want to apologize in advance, I’m at a bar writing this and the Jamson is creeping up on me as I write this) So…. I’m wondering is there a difference between a regular homebody and a hard-core homebody. This blog will be very breif….. They are hard-core….. They’re about that LIFE! My aunt for example she’s a hard-core Homebody. In her defense, she’s retired. But when it comes to family activities….. ” Nope! Not coming.. Imma stay home and watch this movie and sip on some whine.” I get it, but sometime, not all the time I make myself available. So last evening (told you this was gonna be a quick 1) me, my mum, and auntie went out to eat for my birthday. I love my auntie to death. So it broke my heart when we got into a back and forth (row) about her wanting to leave the restaurant so fast. Restaurant etiquette requires you to wait for the waitress/ waiter to collect your card… Auntie was so much in a rush she/ we went to the area to pay. I was wavy, so It didn’t register with me until we got to the register. I Thought, “why are we going to pay at the counter instead of relaxing and waiting for the receipt. So to make it short I called auntie out on it (she was the 1 in a rush) I said “it was no need to rush, we gotta let our food digest for Christ sake. What’s wrong with waiting for the receipt at the table?” A good positive evening all of a sudden went a little hazy. It got pretty hairy and I wasn’t expecting it. She damned- near gave me a riot act. ” I Do WHAT I WANT. IF I WANT TO LEAVE NOW IT’S MY PEROGATIVE” Auntie!!!! That came outta no where. There was a couple of more exchanges one where I had no choice but to throw some darts her way and she ended up taking an uber home… Hard-core Homebodies! SMH!
Any art with a Psycodelic look to it makes a fan out of me..
