More lessons

Concerning my life, I do not acknowledge defeat. Rather, I recognize unsavory situations as short moments prior to my peaking- my inevitable victory. This could become a defect causing me to waste energy continuing forward, when retreating would be most effective. But within the confines of my perspective, I would never even be able to deduce when my perseverance is in vain. And so it is a perfect imperfection. (0) Comments

Posted: 12/21/2007 8:58:17 AM

Multitudinously Unscrupulous

I miss this blog. I miss the clearness of mind it provided. I have experienced much and pondered all. Sometimes I'm overwhelmed by the lessons learned. As I painstakingly approach a deeper understanding of myself, I have no idea who I am, but I know who I am becoming. Sometimes I want the bittersweet discoveries to stop, so that I can simmer in all of what I'm seeing, feeling & thinking. But the pace at which my exploration commences, is yet another lesson. To be continued... (0) Comments

Posted: 12/19/2007 5:34:08 AM

I'm back

That is all. I am back. (0) Comments

Posted: 6/8/2007 10:00:07 AM

Genius

Per a phone conversation today, I realized that I actually do have all the answers. I just don't know half of the questions. (1) Comments

Posted: 4/8/2007 6:15:49 AM

Ouch!

PHYSICAL pain causes character deformation, any other kind of pain BUILDS character. (0) Comments

Posted: 4/7/2007 7:19:02 AM

Deepest cry

Help. (2) Comments

Posted: 4/5/2007 4:34:26 AM

Hope-a-newness

Every new day is a chance to change a humdrum life into a vivid one. Every second is a moment in that one decision can shift a life's entire course. Selah. (1) Comments

Posted: 4/4/2007 10:22:32 AM

Pretzel Panties

Lying is an effective form of protection. Times have changed, the new "giving" is GETTING! Tis' better to GET than to GIVE. Karma is a weak person's mode of revenge. Who cares about recycling, we feeble beings can't disrupt the course of the universe. It'll deplete us with a little thing called TIME before we ruin it. Never be kind to people you don't like, it's pretty much like lying. Keep the people who underestimate you around- they're easier to manipulate. When people judge you, judge them back. Animal cruelty is not so bad. Animals can't even reason. Hip-Hop's not dead, but many have died because of it. A Satanist's parents never told him not to play with fire, so he'll burn in Hell, with his parents, hopefully. Unattractive people are visually offensive. (3) Comments

Posted: 4/4/2007 5:24:21 AM

Life ends, when?

I think we'd live life to the fullest more so, if we knew when we were to die. (1) Comments

Posted: 4/4/2007 5:10:27 AM

Not so hope-a-new

What happens at the climax of a long string of negative events? Does the most negative event of all unfold? Or... Is it a positive happening that acts as a sort of remuneration for the leading distresses? With either theory, the next question would be, what does the denouement entail? (1) Comments

Posted: 4/4/2007 5:06:40 AM

Day Sleeper

I sleep during the day and when I wake, the first thing I do is check my phone to see how many missed calls I've had during my slumber. Well, I'm always presumptuous in thinking that I'll have some. It's funny when I grab my phone dreading seeing how many people wanted something from me, and it turns out that no one called at all! It's like I wanna be annoyed by seeing 200 missed calls cause that's flattering. (Oh, I think they like me-) But instead I'm hurt by seeing NONE, a little offended, too. HAHAHA! I honestly don't want any missed calls, well, until I notice that I don't have any. Sick, sad world! (1) Comments

Posted: 3/31/2007 4:59:43 PM

SWEET ATTACKING!

This morning's breakfast was as follows: -- A Winchell's maple bar -- A Winchell's old fashioned buttermilk doughnut -- A Winchell's chocolate-chocolate old-fashioned doughnut -- Two slices of Papa John's pepperoni & onion pizza with extra marinara -- A few Rasinettes -- Strawberry milk I had a good morning, after I vomited. (1) Comments

Posted: 3/31/2007 10:07:59 AM

Sentence of the day

(March 30, 2007) Talking to the right person gave me an emotional boost. (1) Comments

Posted: 3/31/2007 9:50:50 AM

Sentence of the day

(March 29, 2007) Crumbling Spicy Nacho® Doritos™ over my ToGo's™ roasted chicken Caesar salad was a great idea! (1) Comments

Posted: 3/30/2007 1:49:52 AM

Sentence of the day

(March 28, 2007) "Lately, my 'beautiful struggle' has been more struggle than beauty". (1) Comments

Posted: 3/29/2007 5:15:12 AM

MASS MURDERER

A couple of nights ago I purposely step on a snail with a huge shell. I'm curious to see if the shell protects the slug. (It doesn't) The shell cracks, sounding just like a potato chip's CRUNCH! (And then things ooze from it, but that's another story). This story continues, when last night (in the dark) I'm walking behind a building, and all of a sudden I hear that same "potato chip CRUNCH" sound. And again. And another, again! And yet now, again! Mutilple crunches, after crunch, after crunch, after Ccccruunch! What? There are probably 50 snails along my path which is not lit, so there is no avoiding them! CRUNCH - CRUNCH - CRUNCH!!!!!! On top of feeling like a mass murderer, being able to connect the sound with what I have recently learned it means (snail death), makes me squeamish! (I actually gag, and I never do!) I try turning around, but there are just new CRUNCHES and more CRUNCHES and a surplus of CRUNCHES! Seriously, nearing tears, I just gun it to the end of the walk-way. Emotional breakdown! And to think that if I hadn't been mischievous, the previous night by purposely smashing that snail, I wouldn't have made the greusome connection with that sound and snail carnage. I would have just imagined it to be a couple (hundred!) snack chips fallen to the ground. (1) Comments

Posted: 3/28/2007 4:21:33 AM

Sentence of the day

(March 27, 2007) "Unflattering personal discoveries and harsh realities are what I'm experiencing, but I'm living the moment as if it were meant to be - as if it were meant for me." (1) Comments

Posted: 3/27/2007 10:06:35 PM

Weak me/Strong me

The weaker I acknowledge myself to be, the more powerful I feel that I can become. Knowing the truth of my weaknesses lends an understanding of myself. That understanding allows me to adjust in a manner that the weakness is no longer a hinderance. If I know that my car can't make a left turn (the weakness), then I'll make a route with only right turns (the adjustment). I do not seek to extinguish my weaknesses, but familiarize myself & work with and embrace them, so that they serve as a reminder of when I must compensate and work harder in situations. When I think I am strong but am actually weak or try and ignore a weakness, are the worse positions to find myself because delusions of grandeur never help any one do anything but be easily defeated and have an incredibly hard time coping there within. Oddly enough, as established, the more I recognize my weaknesses the stronger I become- Well, sometimes I even overestimate my ability to accept my weaknesses and I have to humble myself all over again! It's the cycle of my perfect imperfection! (2) Comments

Posted: 3/27/2007 4:01:24 AM

Sentence of the day

(March 26, 2007) My life's momentary discomfort will only be eased by going after the things that I've always dreamed. (3) Comments

Posted: 3/27/2007 3:17:55 AM

Interestingly So (A Boring Blog)

As unsubstantial, unintelligent and aimless as some daytime talk shows can be, they have lead to the liberation of American culture. To watch a woman born in a man's body who gets a sex change to become a lesbian seems valuless aside from entertainment purposes. But no matter how ludicrous it seems, it serves as exposure to alternative views in life. When one is exposed in that manner to the unconventional, no matter the reaction (approval, disgust, ill-judgement), he is faced with the truth that the world is full of differences of opinions and lifestyles. Most pooh-pooh this man/woman/lesbian, but he/she is a vehicle to broader scopes of acceptance in the world, leading to tolerance and further down the line, a liberated way of thinking and existing. Which in turn, allows a culture to evolve and flourish. And so, we watch to entertain ourselves or we watch to ridicule the debauchery. Watching, nonetheless, something so peculiar and obstructed, ironically inundates us with reality and sensibility - whether we like it or not! (This blog could have been fleshed out a little more. I just didn't have the time -- I've gotta catch Maury). (1) Comments

Posted: 3/26/2007 12:03:56 PM

Good Morning World

From this time on, I will try and post a one sentence blog that reflects my previous 24 hours. It could be something I heard or said that stuck with me. Or some way I feel about the events of the day. A theme of sorts for that 24 hour period. It will give a streamlined synopsis of my encounters through this beautiful mind of mine. Yesterday's "Sentence of the Day" is below. (March 25, 2007) "You properly discerned my change in mood, but your interpretation of why I've changed, is skewed." (1) Comments

Posted: 3/26/2007 11:07:27 AM

No confusion

IamwritingthisblogwithnospacesbecauseIwanttobeunderstood. Iwanttobeheardplainlyandclearlywithoutmisinterpretation. Idonotwantmywordstobemisconstrued.Iloveyouall. (0) Comments

Posted: 3/25/2007 10:12:24 PM

Blog Violence

My Blog will protect me from anyone who wants to do me harm. My Blog will OBLITERATE you, ANNIHILATE you, CAPSIZE you! If you misunderstand me, my Blog will DISMISS you, INCAPACITATE you and DISMANTLE you. Say something ill about me and my Blog SLAUGHTER you! What!? (2) Comments

Posted: 3/25/2007 4:35:49 PM

(Untitled)

Resistance to change does not stop it. (1) Comments

Posted: 3/25/2007 4:27:58 PM

A posting

I am posting a blog, right now. That's exactly what I'm doing. Right... now (exactly, now). But this moment will have passed by the time it's read. But this moment will always be marked by this blog. I froze time, in a sense. (0) Comments

Posted: 3/24/2007 5:36:54 AM

Good New Day 1st Time ever!

I had a really great day today, my birthday. (Moreso yesterday) I went to the Third Street Promenade in Santa Monica and sang a song with the blind one arm/one leg ventriloquist hermaphrodite. I had so much fun that I was immediately recognized by a executive from Elektra Records. I was signed on the spot, they shipped me off to New York and then -- only kidding! I did some shopping, bought a few things. I met an obnoxiously aggressive salesperson-lady at the GAP. And I dodged an ex-coworker. (0) Comments

Posted: 3/22/2007 4:35:17 AM

Sham Pain vs. Real Pain

In victory we DESERVE champagne. In defeat, we NEED it! (1) Comments

Posted: 3/22/2007 4:27:34 AM

Riding pretty

A luxury SUV is a product that is originally meant to be tough and rigid, conversely, being produced in a manner that requires handling with great care in order to preserve. Kind of like a GLASS RUNNING SHOE or perhaps a JEWEL-ENCRUSTED BASEBALL BAT. Sick sad world, eh? (1) Comments

Posted: 3/22/2007 4:14:43 AM

Wise, Y's Why's

-- Why does the wind only blow on sexy people in the movies? -- Why's black history month, the shortest month of the year? -- Why do athletes and artists make more money than the people who watch them perform? Aren't they like the court jesters and we the kings? -- Why do we have preferred brands of water in America, where in other parts of the world they drink raw sewage? (By the way, I prefer Fiji) -- Why do people mostly identify themselves through the association of groups, clubs and organizations? Is Maslow, right afterall? -- Why did Cingular and At&T merge? Why don't KMart, WalMart & Target do the same and become the future of shopping for household goods and such. -- Why does the little flag on the AOL mailbox icon go up when you have new mail? Doesn't that mean you have mail to be picked up in real life? In AOL's eyes are we the mail men being signaled to pick up our own mail? (Those bastards) -- Why is the Cuban culture so exclusive to, uh-let's say... Cubans and Cubans alone? -- Why do you get CHARGED by financial institutions for having overdrafts? Doesn't it mean you didn't have money to begin with? Why charge again? -- Why does green mean go, and red mean stop? Why not two other colors. Violet means go and cyan means stop. (Has a ring to it). (to be continued...) (2) Comments

Posted: 3/21/2007 3:43:45 AM

MOMMA'S BOY!

I love my mom so much. She's my best friend. I never thought I'd feel that my mother is a friend. But as I become an adult, I see that not only is she a great parent, but also a great person. My childhood was a special one. My parents had (naturally) never been parents before and they managed to give 3 children an ideal upbringing. I have nothing but great memories of dad, mom, brother & sis, with mom & dad to thank! (I love them both!) Among all the people (in the world) misunderstanding me (in some way or the other), mom misunderstands me the most tenderly. (Note: Misunderstood, nonetheless!) Ha! (Can you "ha-laugh" in blogs is that taboo?) I love her in a way that I don't think I express enough. But I know she knows it. And every now and then, I let her know. I love her so much. She really cheered me up, today, when I was feeling very low. (I'm such a momma's boy) (2) Comments

Posted: 3/21/2007 3:28:16 AM