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Since Sept 29th 2001 my life has been flipped upside down and inside out…its been a CRAZY ass ride and now I am coming up on the 10 year anniversary of that date and its only fitting that I lay to rest all of the BULLSHIT on the day it was Birth…Yea I’ve become a shell of me but along this journey I’ve learned a lot and have seen a lot.
I’ve seen those that cheer and encourage me, but the darkside of the light is that I seen the ones who boo and discourage me as well.
Its cool Sept 22nd 2011 I will be 29 years old and I will not be the same guy that I was when I was 19 years old on Sept 22nd 2001…
Goals have been placed and now the Steps have been taken to walk the walk and talk the talk.
So when Thursday Sept 29th comes I will seal away the past and Celebrate Day 1 and the beginning of Year 1…
So to disappoint those so called (fake) friends and family (bloodline and extended) I will become what I am called and that is FRANCHISE!!!!

I’m Fake and I don’t recognize me anymore. I’ve allowed myself to become a shell of myself. I have/had so many dreams and goals but I’ve managed to fuck them all up. I became this empty husk over time and began losing pieces of my soul as the hands of time continued to tick away….ha ha lol this vast darkness reigns supreme over me.
My faith is wavering and is not the size of a mustard seed, oh well done blogging and I’m not gonna finish this. I’m just going to go to sleep.

As I sit here longing to read the bible I’ve come to a place where I am unfamiliar with, not quite a crossroad nor a bridge but something like a path.
I no longer see God or the Devil I just see what is in front of me but its not like I see a road of opportunity or success just the road in front of my house.
I no longer yearn to wonder where it leads to, the bends and curves no longer excite me. It is just what is in front of me.
Do I look up to the stars for heaven or within myself?
Do I believe in heaven?
Do I believe in a higher power?
Do I believe in the Devil?
Do I believe in hell?
As I sit grabbing for the words in my minds thesaurus to form a question with the vocabulary in my mental dictionary I feel a void of emptiness of no self worth.
Feeling like drake asking myself:
Where am I going?
What am I doing?
Maybe I should pick up mankind’s rendition of the good book and seek something…is hope,luck or faith I desire?

I’m not bashing my ppl trying to stay afloat but what I am saying is “Start doing and being better African Americans”. Its stupid to sit around and not educate your damn self when all this free knowledge is out here for the taking.
STOP FUCKING DEGRADING YOURSELVES by being a victim of what society thinks of your Race,Culture and Heritage. We as Blacks are better than that and this.
STOP BEING A NIGGA!!!!

I feel that Grocery stores and stores that accept EBT,Quest and Food stamps should have 2 designated lanes for those who are on assistance. Why should those of us who use Cash,Credit/Debit be penalized and wait in long lines? I’m just saying…I really don’t care who that offends or which one of you or your family members are on it. How about you be f’n smart and you spend half of your food stamp allowance in the beginning of the month and the other half in the middle of the month so that way you and your family can eat real meals for the whole month and not just half. Spend wisely and be considerate of Tax payers.

Yes I am the 1st to admit I over load my things to do list. My intentions are pure but there isn’t enough time in the day to do all the things I want and need to do.
I sit around and laugh because so many so called friends and fam laugh at my efforts to do more and to be better.
So now that I realized what my down falls was and is I am making sure to make that change.
Time management and Organization is my winning strategy to obtain my goals.
I’m loving getting up everyday and working towards success and the boos and hatred no longer have to fuel my drive to complete my journey.

I remember when we use to be close friends and family but that seems to be nothing more than the past. We all have our on lives and issues but I feel at least I attempted to reach out to keep some type of bond.
Oh well its no biggie anymore I see where I don’t fit into this puzzle your making for your life and I wish you the best in completing it, but please remember puzzles come apart and get thrown back into a box.
Nah I’m not bitter and I will always support you even though you can’t and won’t do the same.

I travel many of places in my journey to be a better man and I’ve learned that so many you believe were friends were just mere associates and some are haters. But with that all said there are many true believers and friends who you will see along this road. Encourage one another to be and do better. So if you feel like there is no one pushing you towards real success and greatness I believe in you and I hope you believe in me. So to the ones that stuck with me during my journey and the ones I met along that long road I will see y’all at the top.

I’ve engaged in many of dialouges about Prison and its Punishments for crime and my biggest thing is I don’t care for crime and violence.
Ppl wanna always go hard because they have family members or homies in prison and think the system is unfair, but if you flip the coin and someone outside of their circle does a crime to them they are the first ones hollering throw that criminal in prison.
I feel like this if your fam or homie or outsider you do the crime you deserve the time.
Ppl go to prison and come back home to parties like they are some war hero and they were a P.O.W.
But the same ppl throwing parties for said criminal wouldn’t even throw a party for a highschool or college graduate.
Stop honoring the ignorance and start honoring the Intelligence.
There is so much more to life and that old saying “get ya hustle on and make money by any means” is the dumbest ish I have ever heard. If you hustle by doing illegal activities don’t be mad that Johnny Law is coming to get that ass, that’s your Promotion day.

People always say swag is something your born with and not given. Umm false people swag is an industry term like you know a “swag bag”. Swag is given to a person with style and means to influence others to buy this product that they were given for free so you’ll spend money.
I personally don’t care for swag, I prefer a sense of style and grace (elegance for women). Many of today’s terminology and meaning are filled with fabricated bullshit.
Hopefully “real” people will emerge once again to show these sheep how to properly be themselves instead of poor carbon copies of one another!

You claim to be a poet and that you are unique and you do it your way. Nah I see the real deal your no more than a carbon copy of someone else’s work and style.
So what if my words aren’t placed like yours or theirs…they are my words and I spit them my way and not yours.
So I guess because I don’t fit to the trend and I destroy all molds because I never fit them I’m not Spitting Poetry, that’s cool I’m not a poet.
I’ll be the me and not grab a swag bag and dress like the hottest celeb, I’ll make sure to walk pass the trend and see my words flow.
But its cool, I’ll make sure to applaud the person you want to spit like so you’ll feel like those are your cheers too.

Making sacrifices is all apart of life, so I’ve been told. But It takes for certain situations to happen to make you realize what all you are giving up to either benefit one’s self or to benefit others. Most sacrifices go unnoticed and not applauded but they must be done.
Dreams are just that, not reality and hell not even a fantasy but a mere dream of sub conscience thought.
Sacrifices can place goals and aspiration on hold.
Oh well fuck it, do what you can while you can.

This is my post trip blog. I was so amazed to be in the Nv state capital, not for the reasons one would think. But because as a Parent and a Student seeing the Southern and Northern and in between Students and Parents come together to support and fight for our right to receive a proper education all be it from K-12 and Higher Ed.
If you could’ve seen us marching and chanting on the Legislature and Governors Mansion it was a magical experience.
Meeting the Governor,Senators, Assembly Person and the Paid and unpaid Lobbyist was a different and enlightening experience.
I am so happy to be more focused on my education as well as my children’s education.