The Bane of Existence

Well, damn if I ain't tired of sweating dumb shyt. Unable to focus 'cause my mind is cluttered with craziness. Money-hungry people, crooked pranksters trying to stick me up for my little bit of space in the world. Scheisters trying to slick talk me out of my peace and into some scheme that lands them on a yacht 6 months out of the year. Yeah, right.

The other day I contemplating how I can get the utility companies out of my pocket. If I could afford it, I'd go solar or wind. I just imagine what my ancestors felt like waking up everyday and just BEING. Of course, their slavery was a bit different than mine. Cotton was king. Right now, it's all C.R.E.A.M. If you ain't got it on, you ain't got it home.

I recently read up on housing projects in Wikipedia. I had just watched Brooklyn's Finest and decided to do my research thing. While I was reading up on Brooklyn's Pink Houses and Chicago's Cabrini-Green, I was struck by the thought that in a minute this whole country will be the projects, the way we're heading.

How does anyone beat the odds? Ten percent of the population controls seventy percent of the wealth! They let the rest of us feel like we might eventually get to eat at the big table. Realistically, by the time you get there, you're probably only fit for the grave. You might get a year or two of good living and then they'll get it right back.

Listen, don't mind me. I'm just razzing society.

Posture for the Year to Come!

This post shall be brief.

It is dedicated to everyone who has, in the past, received my compassion, grace and loyalty. It is for anyone who thinks that they may have pulled the wool over my eyes at any point. It is directed to all those who may have tried to get over or take advantage of my generosity.

2010 has found me wiser, stronger and more certain about my future. It has found me more unyielding and uncompromising in my beliefs. It has found me unwilling to accept your incompetence, make excuses for your mistakes and carry you through life on the heels of my success. If you don't have your shit together when you ask for my audience expect to be left.

I am tired of people who lack vision and self esteem. If you don't believe in your own greatness, why should I? If you are unconvinced of your purpose, I will not allow you to derail mine.

No more time and energy spent on people who can neither understand or appreciate the gesture. Get your shit together. Get off your ass and maybe we stand a chance of helping each other grow and glow!!