Just Keep Going, You Got Nothing to Lose

The meaning of life you ask? Well...Let me see...

The Story - Where Did All the Rainbows Go?

I've given up. I've decided I will no longer wait in vain for your love. I will move past this and nurture the searing pain surging through me however long it lasts. Time heals all wounds? I will embrace the change, shake off my disappointments and find trust within.

Self?

I'm listening. Tell me what to do.

I'm holding hands with God and I'll brave this journey no matter how treacherous. True human companionship seems to be a figment of my imagination that I'll forever long for, but I don't want to be ignored anymore. I'm not asking for infinite wisdom or divine revelation, just happiness. I'll learn to appreciate the teeniest wonders in life despite ugly truths. If I laugh, it will be long and hearty. When I cry it'll be cleansing. I'll always think twice and hard about how I react because I believe in karma. I will open my heart to doing what's right instead of what I'm told. If fortunate to love another again, I'll make respect not only a priority but a demand. Whenever I look in the mirror I will look beyond my physical imperfections because I am more than what meets the eye. I will continue to educate my mind and feed my creative soul. And I'll dream, but it'll be in color. Rainbows.

Still a ways to go but I know my soul will never steer me wrong. I gotta story to tell. Good-bye. Farewell.

Wisdom for the Ages

Another Again

Someone special recently told me I was an inspiration. It surprised me and I was moved by their honesty. Never before had I thought I could or perhaps should be anyone's inspiration. There are so many chinks and sloppily glued cracks in this armour that I would be embarrassed if people really knew what I sometimes thought of myself. I am the biggest work in progress there is, but I've managed to hide huge chunks of my emotions only releasing them occasionally in small bursts until I feel ready to implode. Today I was a complete emotional wreck. Matter of fact, I woke up on the wrong side of my bed Monday morning, kicking off my day -rather my week so far- with such foulness that I haven't been able to shake since. Tuesday morning decided it would not be outdone and I ended up having to talk myself through the beginnings of a panic attack which I haven't had in several months.

Ramblings Before An Apocalypse

It is 17 days into the New Year and I didn't create any resolutions, amendments or promises to myself but I am beginning to adapt a new outlook on how I handle situations and my reactions to them. 2010 ended with a close friend of mine asking me about what I was going to change for the New Year. I smirked and replied, "What's so different about the New Year that I can't do tomorrow? Hell, today?" I launched into my tirade about how tired I was of hearing folks come up with lists of changes and waiting for another year to usher in the "New." Pathetic.

Politically Incorrect

cultural groups. self-identity. nationality. racism. separatism. colonialism. tribe. self-hate. regional. category. language. african-american. black. white. latin. spanish. negro. caucasian. native. other. love. respect. yourself.

Passion that Matters