Put it all on hold... Then Unleash the Foodgates

I haven't been writing. My flow has been off lately. I dedicated the better part of the last month to work and love. While love does sustain me, it doesn't sustain all of me. Nevertheless, I don't regret my decision not to write. The only thing I may regret is that the object(s) of my affections don't know what I put on hold for them. Maybe if they knew, they would value the time we spent together more......

Back to Basics

But getting back to basics.... I've come to dread planning. planning has become the bane of my existence really because the best laid plans of mice and men can never hold up to the plans of the universe we inhabit. So many times I have laid plans that crumble. But the fear of starting is what holds most people back from greatness (Dishwashing Philosophy) So what do I do? Do I just freewheel it? Just keep putting irons in the fire until one yields the desired results?

Well whatever it is, its gotta be today. Time waits for no man....

This is a personal ramble.... so don't get excited, like theres a point coming or something.

.... There isn't.

....TheGift

Revelation: I am NOT in the pursuit of happiness!

Yeah, I lnow how the title sounds, I can hear you now " You don't want to be happy? Everyone wats to be happy!" Setttle down, let me finish, Kanye. Dang.

I as talking to a dear friend of mine who used to be a part of my nationalistic movement. Her reasons for no longer taking active part are her own and I'm ok with them, to each their own and all that, however the way she ended the conversation started me gears to rolling.

To spare you (and her) the details of it all she basically said that she enjoys doing what she WANTS to do because it makes her happy and if to achieve that happiness she had to leave the movement then so be it.

That's when I realized, I don't do anything because it "Makes me happy". I'm a Black nationalist. First by birth, then by choice. i have found a Black nation that is actively fulfilling the goals of black nationalism in such a way that Carmichael never dreamed and King only imagined and I am proud of that. Through all of the spiritual paths I have travelled, black nationalism has been my center, my anchor, that one piece of myself that I won't change.

It's not that I'm not for the upliftment of all peoples all over the world, I really am. I just firmly believe that the upliftment of OUR people is a social responsibility that will eventually give me and us the ABILITY to uplift the entire world.now, Back to happiness...

I am not in pursuit of "Happiness" the way most people see it. I'm in pursuit of FREEDOM. Freedom for ALL of the African Diaspora. Spiritual freedom, emotional freedom, financial freedom, Freedom to build in the image and likeness of Yah. THAT is what I pursue. I can honeslty say that if I had to DIE on this path to achieve that goal I would.

This road is hard. I can't sugar coat it. People have died trying to achieve what I want(Marcus Garvey, Malcolm X, Martin Luther King jr.) , people have lost their fortunes and some, even their sanity but I won't quit.

I don't expect ti to get easy on the way. My only comfort or "Happiness" will be in lnowing that I have made things better for my people and my future generations. If Happiness should find me, I welcome it with open arms! But I'll put it like this:

If Someone made me an offer, to go to "hell" for 10,000 years and be tortured everyday to the brink of my own sanity, in exchange for the Freedom of my people or to live a "Happy" life, never really accomplishing anything but my own basic survival, I'd go for option "A".

Peace,

.....TheGift

LEAVE BRETT's PENIS ALONE!

WARNING: IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY THE WORD "PENIS" OR ANY OF IT's SLANG SYNONYMS...... YOU SHOULD GROW UP BEFORE READING THIS!

Leave Brett Favre’s Penis alone. Seriously. Brett’s weenis has done nothing to you besides sit shotgun through one of the most amazing careers in the history of, Ever. Brett Favre’s Penis is like an observer to a continous rewriting of the history of football as we know it.

Who was there accepting MVP for 3 years in a row? Were you? Probably not. You know who was? Brett Favre’s Ding-dong. Who was there for that Amazing super bowl win? Brett’s Snowzer. That’s who. Who was there Monday night when Brett completed his 500^th career pass???? WHO? BRETT FAVRE’S PENIS WAS THERE! Getting no credit! Whatsoever.

So what if his dinga ling wanted a little shine huh? So what if His thing thing wanted some action from the media? He probably wanted an interview from that reporter! Brett Favre’s penis could have been trying to so sign this uppity b*tches autograph and she up and leaks his confidential photos to the internet. FOR SHAME! How dare she!

I think before we pass judgment on Mr. Favre OR his Penis, we should remember that Sexting is not illegal and is quite popular now and it is well expected of any American to do things that are popular. Like “Coming out” or buying silly Bands. So let’s do a little less judging and a little more sexting!

Cheers.

…..TheGift

Oh my poor blog, I've neglected thee so

I know I've neglected you little ranters. Poppa's been busy sticking it to the man (#pause). Howeveer, I know that is no excuse for me ignoring the small contingent of the internet that actually reads my little diatribes (about 1/10000000000000th) so I'll throw you a bone. You tell a about me, and I will give you one post per week. Just like a normal blog, ok? Every Wednesday I'll be posting, hopefully my readership will acrue. I will also be doing weekly videos. That's all for now, gimme feedback!

....TheGift

Longevity in writing

Out of all the Talents and skills I acquire, I see longevity in language and writing. Being an author is not an uncommon dream, however, commonly people don't do what it takes to become that. It's a serious weeding process. The first obstacle is the actual writing. which is every author's worst enemy. We procrastinate. We run, we edit too much we criticize and we do all of this on page 1.

Once the writing is (finally) done comes the fun part of selling your book. Those fairy tale dreams of becoming America's favorite author and claiming your 15 minutes of fame are frankly unrealistic. So after your hopes and dreams are dashed you have to figure out how to make money off of your hard earned works.... A frustrating process all in all to say the least. However, I could see me doing that.

The measure of a product to me: Is it believable? is this product good enough to risk it all and look like a fool for? Would You give anything for this dream?

If the answer is yes, then Push it. That's how I'll push my books. Till every store is carrying them and I'm getting orders online, nonstop.

.....TheGift

Why Pretend?

I had an almost sort of Chance encounter with a Woman the other day.

She was.....decent. (I've been very critical of my standards where women are concerned ever since I started workinig for SLICE)

She was TALL with a tiny yet classy ( if that's possible) White Dress on and these (I think) 5 inch heeled Sandals. Her hair was bouncy. If I had paid more attention I'd say she was gorgeous. Nut I didn't. I was on the phone.

She entered, with 2 of her friends, laughing and smiling, as women often enter places. However i didn't notice her entrance. I was, as I said, on the phone. I was also on my laptop at the same time. I wore a white Tee with blue accent, Jeans, Blue Puma Roma's and my (Sort of) patented Straw Fedora. As it were I was engrossed in my digital activities and having missed said entrance I only looked up to see 3 older men who had apparently offended said strumpet. I look up to see her face. She looked at m with the "Did hey just say that to me?" look in her eye.

I looked back with the " I dunno? Did they?" look. She strode away. But not before she scanned me up and down. That moment took 2 seconds, as such moments do, then I returned to my precious engagements. It was at this point that I noticed those legs I was talking about earlier. She had enough of those for 2 women. Toned and lovely, how I like em.

During this time, my concentration has bareley shifted from my sister complaining in my ear and booking a flight on Priceline, so I could have quickly forgotten about miss "Tiny White Dress" If she hadnt come back...

I was sitting on the couch in the front of the restaurant, which is for lounging and for eating. It's a really big couch so theres room for everyone. So of course Miss White dress finds a way to be sitting right next to me, making flirty, cautious eye contact. I'm still not fully interested in her, so I continue blah blah blahhhing away on my cell. However I notice that she is checking over my shoulder to peep my computer screen. She gets this look on her face like Aha! As if she's impressed. Now far be it from my narccisistic side to deny a lady a glimpse of The Gift, so my gears start turning and I almost talk to her.... Until I hear this:

" Girrrrrrlllll I need one of y'all to get me some shoes. These ain't gone work!"

"They don't fit? Can you walk in them"

"Nooooo I think I might break my ankle!"

My interest shot from 45% to ZERO % in 1.5 seconds. Those shoes? Thooooose shoes? Those elaborate ass fuck me pumps? You walked out the house in shoes to get attention, then halfway through can't soldier through? Naaahhhhh Not me, not the Kid. I don't Fux With pretenders.

Nowhere in my outward or inward appearance do I pretend just to interest the opposite sex. My Hat? I really like this hat. My Phone conversation to the Virgin islands? I really do have people there to talk to. Me booking a flight? I really am taking a trip.

Her? Hair? Fake. Outfit? It screamed " LOOK AT ME! DESIRE ME!". Now ya Shoes are for pretend to? Damn. What's Genuine about you then? Why are so many women pretending? You know what's attractive to me? A Fully grown, fully realized woman.

Why pretend? Only Boys still Play with Imaginary friends.....

.....TheGift

My Life x3 in the Sunshine

To be infused with purpose again would be epic. At current purpose is surrounding me. Nipping at my heels. annoying me, really. To be honest....

My Mother told me to seek my life path in those the creator has placed in my path and if we are all on the same journey, to learn from what they do. I feel like a rookie who has never thrown a football before and gets pushed onto the field and gets handed the ball. No matter my athletic ability, pain is imminent.

Luckily I'm placed back onto a path that is familiar to me. A musical one. It has done my heart sooooooo much good to be placed in a household with people who are actually benefiting from thier music. I had been subdued with the "Starving Artist" stereotype so long that my musical dreams had been all but crushed, and now that I see it in front o me I feel my hopes returning....

I love what my Family (New and Old)is doing with their talents. most recently my Brother has been grinding with his latest Musical release "The reminiscent Victorious" and Has gotten over 1,000 downloasd! which in Indie numbers is pretty friggin huge!

He's inspiring me to push forward with my latest project to see if writing is my calling iin this industry. I think it is. Writing is what I do, but only you, the reader can be the judge of that.

Anyway I'm blessed, loved and Highly favored

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Love you all! Che....TehGift