If I had to conclude my journey with one last article, I would say:
When you are young, you know a lot of things you don’t understand. The difference between those two are so great that it feels like you don’t know. You start to question yourself, and with questions come mistrust of your judgement and what you know. With that mistrust comes a reliance on the reckonings of others. Until one day you journey back to understanding that the reckonings of others are for the benefit of others and living for others has left you wanting.
At the bottom of this journey is understanding that almost no one is really genuinely happy for you. No matter how hard they saw you struggle to achieve what you have or how they cheered you on or supported the spectacle of your becoming, these were lies to cover their belief that you would eventually give in or settle as they did or some perverse desire to minimize what you have as on some level less than what they have… They will not be happy for or satisfied with you so long as you have become more successful in any area than they have become. If you lean on the advice and persuasions of others, they will advise and nudge you into misery, poverty, and loneliness. Instead, trust and rely on God for everything. This is yet another thing you know but don’t understand until you really do, and the end of the journey here ends back to you.
I would thank you once more for reading my stuff. Of course it is all just beginning
I mean a good and selfish volatile relationship with threesomes, hall passes, screaming, belittling, violence, or an isolating toxic relationship. No? Are they are in high demand now, since we’re still having to decline invitations. If so, when did this happen?
Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined being inspired by $1.50 worth of cocaine. Now if you think for a second that I’m comparing a bit called $1.50 Cocaine to a negro spiritual, that is appalling, and you my friend are about half right, that is all…
“Have you ever seeeen a dollar and fifty cents worth ‘o cocaine?” -Richard Pryor
Until I came across a 4-minute clip of Richard Pryor’s “Wanted” act about $1.50 cocaine, I had nothing to add to the Black History Month conversation that interested parties couldn’t just find elsewhere if they so pleased. So I felt no pressure or obligation before I had to pause a 4 minute clip 4 times for two things 1) to laugh without missing the next joke, and 2) to reflect on what I just heard.
The following is the first in a fiction series called “The Feminist Papers” For now, these letters and correspondence will have to do in place of Nerd Words. As always, thank you for reading. Please enjoy.
3 Things My 3 *PICKS* Reminded Me About Getting Picked
As promised, these are my picks from last week. I did not have any picks this week because of the upcoming New Music Artist Poetry Challenge – Schooled. I will be reviewing works of art, music, and photos, so don’t forget to submit something. Here are my picks from last week and the reasons why if you didn’t find them in Interact last Sunday. As if sharing the love of their work weren’t enough, there was so much more to learn about “winning” or getting picked.
Lovers of Interact know that it is going on right now! So c’mon in, grab a sweet tea, and catch up with me! I’m live-writing so don’t forget to refresh to follow updates. New to Love Mekanism Project? Start Here
Speaking of twitter. I wrote a poem just for twitter and just before lunch. Maybe I should share it. Having shared the first poem here, the first Haiku here, and, I felt the need to share my first twitter poem too. Enjoy!
Cake by @lovemekanism
“Unhealthy. Every hydrocarbon of my being draws close so I might have each single touch of u but I crave more. Harder. I transform”
The followers of this site will find candid view of this journey of self-discovery and an invitation to join me on my challenges.
In short, this blog is a record of my own opinion– in which I am certified. But one thing you will not find is ADVICE. But whyyyy?
1. First, I respect that you are you’re an adult in possession of the intellectual capacity to sift through details to find what works for you. That’s why…
2. And of any passionate pitch I could give or any meticulously researched detail or report that I can possibly muster is still unequivocally bound by your own will to do whatever it is that you decide. What’s wrong with that? On this journey, I have defined respect for my own time and energy as a mechanism of love. That’s it.
3. Because I have no short-cuts, gimmicks, tricks, fads, or super-secret miracles–just what you already know works and that’s planning, work, effort, and persistence so not to give up instead of trying something different. If I can inspire that, I would call it a win.
4. Because I don’t believe one-size-fits all. Everything’s not for everyone. Absolutely not.
5. Some are only here for the poetry and the art– not to be inspired, and I’m okay with that.
6. Everything doesn’t need to be “fixed.” I will never forget the conversation where I was asked of my son, “If you could fix him, what would you want?” And I replied, “He is not broken to me.”
7. There is a case to be made for minding one’s own business. That’s unheard of online and even feels silly considering this project, but the fact is that there is a false familiarity online that makes it easy to overstep boundaries as one after another finds it okay to suggest that because a few photos and laughs are shared–maybe even picked up on a few nuances and personality quirks, that we are somehow qualified to know what’s best for each other. I purport no such thing, and that’s..
Why I Give No Advice. Unlessssssss of course you ask; then, I’ll answer!
Neil deGrasse Tyson Twitters (Photo credit: Roger Smith)forget to follow to the right and now *gasp* twitter. They shoulda already told me that Neil deGrasse Tyson was on everyday divulging secrets of the universe or I would’ve beeeen on twitter!