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Just my 2 cents

Mon, 10 Aug 2009 15:22:03 +0100

I felt that close people around me taught me how to read, sing, walk, run, play, study...

but they never taught me how to live.

They judge under their standards not mine.

They decide what's wrong and what's right.

For them, not me.

Them.

He's not worth my time...

Sat, 01 Aug 2009 21:52:17 +0100

Dear God, why doesn’t he see

What a beautiful diamond he has in me?

Is it worth my time

To again explain

That what he’s doing is causing me pain?

Spiritually, mentally, emotionally lacking

I think it’s time I send this man packing.

I am beautiful, I am sexy, I am blessed, I am free

To love anyone and anything significant to me.

So why am I wasting my time? Fighting for what?

Fighting for something that’s not lifting me up?

Telling me one thing but acting another

This chick wasn’t born yesterday brother.

Thank you Spirit for allowing thine eyes to see

This obvious display of hypocrisy.

Life is too short to wait for someone to improve…

You’re slowing me down. You’re driving me crazy.

You’re wasting my time. I’m over you baby. ;-)

I’m sending you on with love and blessings.

Thank you for the memories and the valuable lessons.

I’ve relinquished my power for the final hour…

From here on out, it’s all about me…

Another f*cking lesson learned at 33.

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Pride

Sat, 21 Mar 2009 23:29:55 +0100

I have this nagging thorn in my side
That aches with every heartbeat
Every lonely day
Every time I see a loving couple
Called pride

It’s more of a nuisance than you know
Because of its existence
You watch love ones come
And you watch love ones go

You can’t just suck it up
Because it sucks you in
As a man with a lot of it
Maybe too much
I’ve lost a lot
Because of what society says a man is
You fall into that un-pleasurable place
Where your pride is tested
And sometimes leaves you with a shamed face

You can’t love hard because a man doesn’t
You can’t be monogamous
Because pride says that you should have women
And plenty
But at the end of the day
When you’re alone with your vice
Whether it’s a smoke,
A drink,
Your drug of choice
Screaming at the image in the mirror
Because you’re alone
And want love
Affection
Trust beyond belief
Take a minute to listen
Because pride doesn’t have a voice

But you do
If you can relinquish your rights
Sign them over to the most selfish person you know
Let them have your prideful ways
Tendencies
And faults that come along with having it
Then in the end you can have the love you want
And your boundaries are never ending
The sky is the limit
Love will overpower pride any day
I speak as a man
Who’s been through this….

Pride…selfish as it wants to be at best

Be Careful What You Ask For...

Sat, 21 Mar 2009 23:22:51 +0100

be careful what you ask for/ because you may get it/ if not more/
im no stalker, smooth talker, playa wanna be/ im just a hopeless romantic/ looking for someone to love me for me/ i added you as a friend through a random area search/ but i felt that only i/ was able to see through your smile/ and empathize your hurt/
you want to be loved/ as unconditional as man can withstand/i want to give you love/ as god-like as a man can/ i read your posts/ ive read your blogs/ i read in between the lines/ i read it all/
i want to know you/ your good your bad/your present your past/your ambitions and your needs to do/your wishful thinkin and the characteristics of the man that u feel would make your dreams come true/
the love u need and the way you want it/ to be the man that sees that your body is a temple/
and helps you to flaunt it...
let me be there from the beginning that i missed/ to the very end/ you don't have to love me or want me/
but i ask that you keep me close as
a friend...

Positives and Negatives Attract: Or Do They?

Tue, 17 Mar 2009 14:22:25 +0100

Ok, so it is safe to say positives and negatives attract. Right? Well think about this. Many people describe one as being a positive person or a negative person. But do we really know what that means? I, myself, would be considered by many people to be a negative person but let’s look into it a little further. First, a positive cannot exist without a negative. How would you know what is positive without first knowing the negative?

Yes, I admit that I focus on the negative instead of the positive but does that alone necessarily categorizes me as a negative person? I believe while one may recognize the positives that surround them that does not change the negatives. The negatives in your life are the things that should be turned around into positives. But how can you do that if you pretend they do not exist or wait on God to fix them.

Now we all know that God has the power to fix all things but let’s not be nieve. God helps those that help themselves. For example, there are several people now in search of a job. Well let’s just say those particular people are considered to be positive and they focus on the good things in their life like still having a roof over their heads, food to eat, or even their good health and strength. Well unless they pay attention to the negative and focus on finding a job than all those positives could easily been turned into negatives.

My point is, why can’t a person notice and be thankful for the positives while focusing on turning the negatives into positives without being considered a negative person?

The Valley

Wed, 11 Mar 2009 16:15:37 +0100

As I walk through the valley of my mind, I see the doors coming at me,
One is telling me to forget, and the other is telling me to remember.
I see hate in my eyes as i stare in the mirror,
And nothing stares back,
I am empty, not complete.
As I walk through the valley of my mind,
I feel the winds of pain blowing past me,
Weighing me down, holding me back.
It whispers sweet sounds of love and envy that i only possess,
but i am dying, slowly i am dying.
As I walk through the valley of my mind,
I see confusion and lonliness.
I have no one.
My spirit is gone.
I have no friends.
I think to myself and say, will I die alone, will alone become me.
I have walked my last valley.
It hurts, it burns, it satifies.....
Yet I will never know why it calls me so,
And so deep, that I am dead, in heart and in soul.

Butterfly

Fri, 06 Mar 2009 16:33:16 +0100

I am a butterfly—

A metamorphosed creature,

Extraordinary, beautiful, and unique;

But also wild and free.

Flying through the air,

I am as light as the wind.

I see the world from many angles;

From many angles the world sees me.

I am fragile,

Yet very strong.

There is trouble all around me,

Yet I keep going on.

And when I do get discouraged

And think that life is not worth living,

I hear a little voice within me say—

Fly butterfly fly;

Again I fly once more.

Erin Vanessa Spearman

Dear Moriah

Tue, 03 Mar 2009 07:58:27 +0100

As oceans divide our love- blessed time relieves me of my misery,
(Oh that sweet, sweet misery.)
Our love was unfertile planted in grains of sand.
Moriah my dearest,
Before- you were as of the stars and moon,
But after you, there was no sun.
Only those dark crevices and this blackened anguish that shades my memories.
My angel.
Curse the gravity that besent you from the heavens,
Then however I may not know of your presence.
And my eyes.
(Sour of dismay) for many a night betray me.
Mock me.
Now I know-
I know of this fate,
Sent to roam this salted earth, we are to die but separate deaths.
So to you I void this letter.
My lips no longer part with open words.
My tongue calloused with these unspoken discrepancies.
But lo.
I bear the deepest of my gratitude, only to you my teacher.
From wince you taught betrayal,
I learned strength,
Coward.
Sulking back into that shallow existence of yours.
But my Moriah,
Lend me that ear so that you may listen and receive this burden to place heavy upon the pair,
And for clarity I contradict myself.
Beloved Moriah,
The most purest of Impurities,
The just of unjust
My Moriah,
My dearest.

Jé Suis (I am)

Tue, 17 Mar 2009 14:23:44 +0100

Do you know who you are?

I know who you Be...

You are a Fabulous Child of God like Me. ;-)

So Strong and Powerful beyond human measure...

Who are you to deny this perfect treasure?

Did you know that denying your True Self

Discretely robs you of your Spiritual Wealth?

You joyfully honored these talents before you were born

Now they're hidden within your soul...in a silent mourn.

Never fear my dear

The answer is near!

Are you ready for it? Cause I've got it right here!

YOU are I am and I am is me!

God, is I am quite naturally.

I am is He and I am is She.

I am is that young brother on the corner...nodding his head to a funky beat.

I am is that little old lady that lives down the street.

I am is that gorgeous rockstar that you'd like to meet.

I am is in all of us, don't you see?

Do you know who you are?

I know who you Be.

YOU are I am and I am is ME!

I Cry

Sun, 01 Mar 2009 23:19:35 +0100

I cry for the millions that could not cry for those that never had the opportunity to shed a tear of happiness. I cry tears of redemption for all of those that felt that they died for nothing. For those that fight wars for every ones freedom but there own.

I cry tears for the nations of people that only know freedom as moments of sleep that give them peace. I cry for those that push your beliefs on others as if you’re freeing them from something. For it is you, that know not what you do. You are amongst the greatest of in slavers.

I cry for those that put there trust in kings that haven’t even become a prince first. You and your coward disciples exalt you and lift you up as a messiah. There have been many messiahs but very few chosen to be kings. How Odd!

I cry for those of us that are trapped inside of ourselves and no not how to free themselves from themselves. I cry for us for we have been taught to relinquish our inner power to things we no nothing of. Who told us to do this, certainly not God! Man told us to do it there for we sacrifice our power to the heavens leaving us praying for the power that we are already blessed with. No wonder why we suffer so! Lost!

I cry because I have found freedom deep within the dungeons of my soul and it was not alone. With freedom stood happiness, truth, peace, harmony, fearlessness, and the most powerful of them Love!

My cries are of happiness as I walk up from the depths of my soul. As I rise I am arming myself with my new found friends. I cry because I bring redemption with me to wash away the tears of sadness and pain.

I cry tears of truth, empowerment, self realization, rebirth, salvation and love. These are the true remedies that cleanse us from ourselves. We have been sinning against ourselves, not Jesus, not God, not Allah, not Buddha.

I cry because now as we always have, have the opportunity to fee ourselves from the greatest sin known to man. Self Destruction = Hell!

Cry with me and redeem yourself from the pain you have caused yourself. Demons only exist if you choose to not see yourself as the maker of your destiny. Every tear should be of joy not pain. Choose your feeling as you cry. B-FREE!!!!!!