SCC:  Floss’n in shopping malls and airports
November 3, 2013 – 4:17 am | Comments Off

Now to da bus of bullshytiness and why these peeps got to stop with da fvcking stereotyping!

A 19-year-old college student from Queens says he was handcuffed and locked in a jail cell after buying a $350 designer belt at Barneys on Madison Avenue because he is “a young black man.”

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…Work, personal, family. Then there’s me.
October 14, 2014 – 9:31 am | Comments Off

There’s a three prong fight everyday. I can almost judge that when one goes astray they all will call out of balance quickly. 

Started this weekend with work. Today I’ve been reprimanded for my actions. Put something in writing, despite my intentions to do the right thing. Despite the fact without my contribution requesting a review of the situation without weighing in just presenting the facts I’ve become the one that should have known better.

Last night is a blur but my emotions spilled uncontrollably for a few moments. I’m not sure the damage there. Judgement day for me. I love here yet I’m the source of the pain.

This morning. Another large dollar bill is due. One that cannot be put off. My personal bills mount. But this has to be done. So I’ll sink more. Had to discuss to realities of the need to go back to work. She’s scared and fearful that he’ll do harm to himself in her absence.

…Work, personal, family.   Then there’s me. Or what’s left.

da motherfvcker beliving inside
October 6, 2014 – 2:51 pm | Comments Off

since i have this rare opportunity and a few moments, yesterday while tranversing strange streets the thought flashed through my mind the air of confidence that i give off. an air of arrogance. i belong. don’t fvck with me, yet while maintaining a calm presence in order not to frighten me caucasian cousins.

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breathe…….
October 6, 2014 – 2:27 pm | Comments Off

there are moments i just want a break. i shouldn’t and wont complain and byotch long but i’m hearing right now that in the coming 6 – 9 months that i’ll have to compete for my current job.

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What is this emotion called love?
October 2, 2014 – 7:24 pm | Comments Off

It’s a concept… an emotion… that I’ve been fighting with when I have moments of clarity to consider and ponder. When I do, its lightening quick.
But seriously. Historically I would have argued that love is the thing that shields a person from a person’s faults. …but where does this have to do with the actual process of and the concept of love?
Some would speculate that “true love” whatever da hell that means, cannot be …

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Still growing
September 26, 2014 – 11:25 am | Comments Off

She hit me with such reality to knock sense into me. To shake me from the cloud of bullshit head had been in. Could it be that I’ve held on so tightly to a dream my fantasy to hurt her all these years when we’re not really compatible?  Yes. It is definitely a possibility.
I do want her to be happy. All those times i wondered why something was off, didn’t consider that it was me. Why? Because i …

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I do too
September 26, 2014 – 12:03 am | Comments Off

We’re not scared to lose it all
Security throw through the wall
Future dreams we have to realize
A thousand skeptic hands
Won’t keep us from the things we plan
Unless we’re clinging to the things we prize
And do you feel scared, I do

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I
September 19, 2014 – 3:17 pm | Comments Off

Oh so often i feel as if i can’t, i remind myself quietly that i can. I have to.  There is no choice.
What’s that saying? Mr wells said out best  below…

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Tiring
September 19, 2014 – 2:26 pm | Comments Off

One of the things that has served me well are the lessons learned to survive, to adapt, to learn.
The author of these hard to learn lesson were my mother. She was and is the author of the slogan that she drilled into me through reprimand and whipping “do as i say not as i d o!”
This is ever so clear and frustrating. As illness is ever present she resists. She fights. She holds ground.
I was raised to …

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Beautiful danger
September 17, 2014 – 11:40 pm | Comments Off

Just got to witness a lightening storm at 35k feet.  One of the most humbling things I’ve witnessed with my eyes. 

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I’m flying grandma
September 17, 2014 – 2:36 pm | Comments Off

It was 16 years ago when i flow into this airport. The memories of that first distant deployment away from home have come flossing back into my mind. The places,the smells, the people…  My grand mother was still living. That was right as my ex and i officially started dating. The residence inn. The work. That was before the time card issues. All salary. Would work through the night to get those letters out. That was the first flight …

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Break?
September 17, 2014 – 12:40 pm | Comments Off

Can’t really get a break from this gig. Had to begin setting up an event before getting on plane and solicit assistance from my backup. Looks like I’ll be in town longer than expected.
Now to more challenges back east.
At least I’m first class the whole fight there and back.  

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Untitled
September 16, 2014 – 12:03 am | Comments Off

 
 
Posted with Blogsy

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Sexual Objectification
September 13, 2014 – 12:26 pm | Comments Off

many ask can we have what we have before, and the answer is always NO! that’s a fact. a reality. what was is and what is to become is not what was. never has been, never will be. period.

…she’s one fine woman though. i’ll fvck her. …but can i even do that without the tears?

That is the quote where all the emotions from last nights conversation, dialog, discussion comes from. A five minute discourse reduced to a 5 …

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