Dont you dare call me a man!

I guess being addicted to facebook has its ups. I was scrolliing down on my home page weeding through the stauses and this guy name Orane Douglas Had a Status that stated:

Orane K. Douglas "We are born male; we must learn to be men"...who is to say when you have learned? [think like a man of action and act like a man of thought] {never home but aways repping...JAMAICA!!!}

I love the quote, I truly do. But allow me a minute to play devil's advocate. True enough every male was born male. But some males aren’t equipped with the proper tool to nourish their bestowed seed into manhood. But to impinge even further....What is manhood? What standards have we set that a man can refer to, i order to officially be a "man". What age limit is there? How many girl friends have you had to have? How tall do you have to be? How many books have you had to read? How much pain would you have to have endured ? How many sports? How many inches is your penis?...and the lists keeps rolling. I do believe age and maturation does play a huge factor into the identity of a "man" but my point is there is no way to precisely define a males "manhood". The reason is lies in our laps as males....we’ve never taken the time to define this term we so haphazardly use. Like Orane said in a later comment "it’s very similar to the way we use love". We've neglected to do three things as a group:

1. Define what it is to be a man.

2. Set requirements for becoming a man

3. Listed duties to be upheld as a man

See without those things done, The term "man" as it is used just remains another slogo (check my lingo shawty!) to build a males ego. Its used solely as reassurance that he has enough credibility to do whatever he decides to indulge himself into. It sets him in a mindset of complacency, that wont allow him to take in outside insight, advice, and opinions. He is now egotistically stubborn...not allowing himself to have sufficient room for growth.

With that in mind, I am not a man....and proud of it! I know that no one can know everything but the wise accumulate as much knowledge as possible. To make it simple, the success you desire is determined by the wisdom you acquire. NEVER limit your capacity for the accomplishments you can attain. Seeing that the term "Man" has the repetitive effect of setting most "men" in the state of complacency, I AM NOT A MAN! I want to grow and grow and share...my wisdom with the world and solely my little brother and baby sister. I love you guys with all my heart....and I promise to never be a man for you guys...Ill remain an evolving boy, for the sake of our future.

I need you!

Story: Woke up around 10 am today and I recieved a call from Kaylen. He asked me if I wanted to make a quick 30 bucks. Of coarse I accepted. So he told me that we would be helping this guy mve from one apartment to antother. I said cool.

Whilst helping the guy move boxes, I noticed he had 7 boxes full of books. So I asked inquistively " What book would you suggest I read beforeI head off to school?" He then threw What Black Men Should Do Now by K. Thomas Oglesby at me. I put it to the side for later winnowing.
While in transition to the 2nd destination, I only read the foreword which was written by Tavis Smiley. It was then I found the purpose of my blog. Tavis notionally asserted " As we seek to be understood, we should seek to understand self, sister, and society."

Epiphany: The sole reason of my repetitive posts is to share my thoughts, help others understand me, but most importantly understand this outside world in confined too. From the gravel beneath thousands of gallons of sea water to the tiny particles that coalesce harmoniously, creating the prettiest intangible imagery in the sky. From the motives that fuel the President's actions to the thoughts and emotions that intertwine to compell his listeners to check the little blue box next to his controversial name on that sweet November morning. To the thoughts that plauge my brother's minds to the perspectives that my strong sisters take on the "endangered species" we've all been refferred to. Knowledge is everlasting. It thrives my blog. It sustains my curiosity. It compells me to know impinge further into the auspicious intellect offered by the world.

Now theres only two ways to gain knowledge. Through study or experience. I've learned the hard way that through experience, time is lost and cherished necessities are jeapordized. Ive recently found a love in knowledge through study. I encourage you to help me "seek understanding" by offering your imput, whether opposing or supporting, trust it will be appreciated, but it will be considered more. Your imput is more than permissable, its welcomed. With that in mind, Go comment crazy on this bish!!!!

Know that if you took the time to consider my insight, you are now a respected friend. But to take the time to follow, you are now a loved friend. =)

Enjoy

...Oh what a rain it would be.

You ever notice how rain pacifies situations, stress, and ...your mother lol. Its something mysterious about rain that releases stress, increases sleep, and heightens intimacy. Rain puts you on an island apart from your toll taking obligations and stress inflicting responsibilities and in part gives you the mindset of a child again. . . eradicating the pressure attaining success-bringing you into a state of peace.

But what if?....

What if it rained forever?.....

Would the wars that have occured over cynical aspects be non-existent? Would the devilish crimes being committed be absent from our society? Would the world overall be a safer place? Maybe rain is the innocuous substance that calibrates horror and happiness. In that case...we should all make our own rain dances. Think about it.... If rappers can become rich off making dances such as the "Stanky Legg",the "Super Man",and the "Dougie", why cant we all be rich with peace off a simple, liberating rain dance? No technique, no strategy, just one rule.... be genuine! So everyone go get your rain coats and lets go outs, catch raindrops in our mouths and hope for everlasting rain. For if were all stress free then world may one day actually rest in peace....


....food for thought

"If all the rain drops were lemon drops and jelly drops, oh what a rain that would be. Standing outside with my mouth open wide saying ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah" [childhood favorite]

Im with Colin Powell on this one. . . .

Recently for the past two weeks the media has been exacerbating the topic at hand. Scholar "Skip" Gates was supposedly wrongly arrested at his home after a self inflicted altercation between the officer and himself. From my research, Yes, there was racial discrimination in this matter but like colin Powell says every black person has come into contact with this matter. Hell, i just left the Clayton County Courthouse and the Superior Court of Civil State Clerk wouldn't file my Demand for Discovery, becuase she had "too much on her hands". All it takes is a stamp and throw it in the tray! But did I get out of hand Mr. Gates? No I didn't...I kept my composure and stayed respectful while i waited for the next available clerk.

This happens to everyone...not just our race. But the difference between people of your caliber and us. We understand the value and power of being humble. you felt that your accolades would allow you to be acceptable to question this man's authority. He was doing his job by checking to see if anyone was breaking an entry into your house (an anonymous caller called in), whether if he knew you stayed there or not! "Suck it up!" as Colin Powell says and you wouldnt have all this attention on yourself and Obama for making a specious insult. I commend you for intellectual growth, but theres still some maturation for you to endure.

Membership Cancelled. . . .

A while I had a post titled "N.W.F." Back then I was I had a propensity for the cause, becuase of the optimistic goals and standards we set out for the group. We never stamped a time limit on bringing our thoughts to fruition but we always had it on our to-do list.

We would advertise our group and boast about our mission and goals at random social gatherings, videos, and etc., but we never got to make it happen. We were talk. Nothing more. Nothing less.

So recently I decided to take a step further to impinge into our dreams and actually began to map out a plan to get us up and running. It was obvious that we werent on the same plane.

Ive been reading this book called "The 21 Irrefutable Laws of Leadership" by John Maxwell..and one of the most important laws ive learned is the law of "Buy-In"....Its just about getting everybody on the same focus and working to chisel away at a goal in unity. Unfortunately my propensity to to attain our universal goals didnt exude from my speech, thought, and overall presence. So subsequently it didnt universally embed in thier braines. So what was I to do....nothing....A lost cause is a lost cause. I try to beat his ass 800 times..bu tif i cant win..I cant win.

NWF was too busy trying to get everyone to "catch up or catch on"...when simutaneously, we were too caught up with being caught on. Ive diligently tried folks...but like my man Trence told me one basketball game..."You just gotta know when to stop. So im parking my car here and catching a bus to my new destination of optimism.

I am not a trombone. . .

I find it hard to respect such a female

I told you I had a girl, but do you think you gave a hell

You thought you could impinge into my morals and rewire them

Thought you were bad enough for me to hire ya-on my team

A playa so flashy and serene

Coulda had my "balls in overtime" if I allowed ya to do ya thing

But sweetheart I am the american dream

And you woundnt cross my mind even If I were asleep

You thought we could get together and I wont utter a peep

I dnt even have a twitter but if I did you wouldnt get a tweet

So look here sweet-heart

Youre morals are as stinchy as a sweet fart

Sounds good but damn it'll hit ya hard!

So go on...and leave me alone

I am not a trombone

You cant blow me to hear my relaxing moans

Try getting some standards of your own

Youre a pathogenic parasite just looking for a home

So next time in aisle 7...

Ill think of you as I replace "off!"

. . . with my cologne

God Bless.....





I wrote this piece from a previous experience. People just cant respect my maturation. I do have morals and im not compromising them for anyones satisfaction. I am who I am...either wait for me or get ghost. See ya Casper.

Act like a lady and know you're worth!

So I’ve just read "Act like a Lady, Think like a Man” by Steve Harvey. I must say for women its quite insightful. It teaches you how to distinguish a man who is a “sport fish” and a “keeper”. He says there are many fish in the sea but every real fisher man has to decide which fish are just fun to catch and which fish meet the standards to take home, season it up and share with the family. If I were a critic out of a 5 star rating this book would get 4 stars.

Although this book is very insightful for women, you must keep in mind that the category [Men] is very broad. Not every man is the highly masculine, bachelor that he takes the standpoint of. Not every man isn’t able to cope with their emotional side. Not every man was bred how Steve Harvey was bred to be a man. Every guy is different, therefore some of these tactics he shares, can’t be applied.

It became obvious early on who this book was targeted to. The unstable, repetitively wrongly done, attracted to no good men-women. Ladies if you are attracted to these Playa types of guys then maybe all you need is a little bit of self-analyzation and this book. But ladies if you got your shit together you’ve got ur shit together. I recommend every woman to read this book and allow his insight to convict your inner women, but don’t read this book religiously. Don’t apply his wisdom to every relationship you encounter. Because one thing this book doesn’t teach is how to accept a man that is “different”….you never know who “the one” may be.

Sagging Scholar

Story: Im on the plane and while making my way down the aisle, I encounter a bit of ignorance. I was marching down the aisle with 3 heavy bags in my hands while my pants innocuously slipp down below my waist. I had many passngers boarding the plane after to me so ii decided not to indulge myself in an act of incovenience. Instead I positively procrasinated pulling my pants up to meet the standard of the opposing eye. But while putting our bags in the overhead compartnment a rude female inconsiderately attempts to embarass me. "Young Man! Pull your pants up! We dont need to see what your mother pampered before she left the house. You're a disgrace to all young men trying to improve the so called 'status' that you all have."......And i said..."Yes Ma'am". But as I took my seat I thought of all kinds of crazy names i could have called her.....but out came this.

I only write when it’s right.

But seeing that is appealing these niggaz who take my opinions too light

…I think I just might…

Take the time to shed my insight

…dim my bright lights..

Cause all they see is my plaid stripes

My H-A-N-E-

…and think that that my possible capacity for knowledge is empty.

But I’m compelled to disagree

..Inevitably…

My mind is sharper than a talkative drunk with a bottle whiskey…

And now I only feel compelled to share my thoughts when I’m disagreed, with…

Cause honestly I feel my knowledge has been tampered ….with..

All these struggles that I’ve endured only top pamper….it….

Striving to know all I can because my capacity is Limit…Less….

They think it can be stuff in a match box that’s standard…width….

But I refuse to let my ignorance exude and show that this exchange of wits is a battle im willing to lose..

Buttons pushed by these milksops that never walked in my shoes…

That judgmentally tempts me,

Try to intellectually pimp me…

They can’t see that when I brainstorm its far more than windy…

Nah…

They can’t see im a flashy genius.

And just because I want to show off the garments that hides my anus

….doesn‘t make me banal.

It makes me collectively more brain-al...

Cause as I encounter you judgmental “rangers”…

I stand firm and show I’m not changing…

Just as Socrates did as he roamed the streets engaging in witty dialogues with strangers

As I encounter these obstacles

I’ll just fight harder as I grow smarter

…Yea….

And represent m as a Sagging Scholar.






. . . . .okay ill admit...shits pretty ignorant. =/ . . . .but heres my point.





You always here "dont judge a book by its cover" but who actually applies. Not the chick on the airplane! How inconsiderate and rude she was! She doesnt know that i actually dont even sagg... Im actually a good guy. She just seen my pants below my waist and felt the need to embarass me.....dnt know who hurt her in the past who used to sag but durn...hop off my jizzock! I do apologize for the public indecency, but to hell with her inconsiderate actions...it was just a bit incovenient for me to stop and hold up everyone else for the sake of my undies being exposed......I apologize though....That wasnt Jeff.

. . .What an Experience!

Wow...I must last week was the best week of my life. i realized just how balanced I am. I thank God for that.

Last week I ventured off to Boston for the North American Junior Achievement Company of the Year Competition to represent my company; Project My World. Here I learned the power of networking, the spirit of business competition, and the importance of team pride and unity in a company. I also took home with me a few very important tools that will help me thrive in the business world; presentation skills, knowing how to selling your company, and a laptop! It was truly the best experience in the world. not only was that amazing, I got a preview to college life. As we were staying the dorms of Northeastern University, we acted like we were college students. That's right, business professionals by day...party animals by night! We had a butt load of fun! [stories will not be shared here]

Only to top my experience, i must credit Boston for being such a kick ass city! I loved it there! The atmosphere was young and lively. With Harvard, MIT, Boston College, Northeastern University and other smaller colleges there....you were in the mist of an auspicious coalescence. Boston also has alot of history. It sparked something in me when i visited the Holocaust Memorial. Boston has been slept on.....not to mention its BEAN TOWN!! Sounds like a home for me!! [esoteric joke]

All in all this experience was enlightening, benefiting, and rewarding. I loved the experience but more importantly I love my company. One World. One Bag. Project My World!

Awards as Follows:

1. 1st Place- Smile
2. 2nd Place- Jump
3. 3rd Place- Magnetic Kits
4. HP Ronsponsible Business -Project My World
5. Fed Ex Global - Jump

Ode to my first lady. . .

I like to think of myself as the ambassador of my intellect. The pope of my practices. Even the President of my future. . . promising success. But I was once told that behind every great man stands a great woman, but i dont agree wholly. Sure enough I thank you babe for your support. I appreciate that First Lady, but i will not let you walk behind me. For you are the reason I am what I am today..intellectually...morally...and in part-physically. So why would I walk in front of a woman like that. Instead I shall walk behind you. Step by step...breath by breath...one in one. You be the leader...Ill play the follower. I've never known a girl that could keep me interested in her for this long. 7 months....smh...got damn. To think what it would take for most to get here, it didnt even take us.

Usually it would take frequent fights and great sex acts to come this far. Usually if a couple got in fights all the time but remained through itall showed that they would struggle together. To persevere through the downs and appreciate the ups. Thus made them attached to each other cause they know not too many people would be willing to take on their superflous bullshit.

Usually it would it take a couple hell affection,romance, and great sex to come this far....But Ive had all but one with you...sex. And to be honest babe...I dont want it! Not having it this long shows me a new side of me that I didnt even know I had. A side thats more in tune with what your opinions, views and insights are rather than your riding, moans, and ability to make me have an orgasm. I love that about you!! Lets keep pushing it off...I respect you for it...but care for you more. Amber you are my one and only. My Sun and moon. My night and day.....the essentials of life, Ive never turned down hella chicks for you...why? Not only for the sake of our relationship but becuase your unparallel. No one can match up you....and for that...i will always be here babe. ......always..... =*

Is ignorance the root of our racism?

While in Boston this past week, I had the opportunity to see many great sites. Seeing as though Boston is rich with history, I have no clue why i was suprised. I saw Harvard, Fanieul Hall, and even the amazing view of the lake front. But none those had the significance of the Holocaust Memorial. To see different testimonials from the survivors was very touching. They way they expressed thier emotions compelled me to understand more and more about this catastrophe. I felt so ignorant as I heard the story of the struggle of these people. Then to walk through the six tunnels which gave a steam releasing from the ground to give the effect of the gas chambers...,made me really understand how these people must have felt.

And then i thought.... African Americans arent the only people who struggled this far to reach liberation. I feel the struggle of African Americans is too widely publicized. It needs to be an equilibrium of knowledge. The people should know the stuggle of Hispanics, Whites, Asian, Russians, Europian, and hell...even Martians (I Love you Marty), equally. All too often people focus on the struggle of thier descent too monotonously. If we took the time to research and acknowledge the struggles of other denominations, we will see life from a broader perspective and thus appreciate the freedom we have attained, wholly. We have all endured something. Struggle makesa you stronger and thats the reason why our nation is as strong as it is now. Some struggles are greater than others but that doesnt justify a damn thing.....We are equal now (supposedly), . . . . so why arent we equally informed about our American counterpart's struggles?

I encourage everyone to use thier compassion more broadly. I challenge everyone to reasearch about other racial denomination's struggles and see if they become susceptible...see if it compels you to have a broader perspective on life, people, and race.

Flight 279 Seat 28D[ream]

So im on Board. . . Flight 279...Seat 28-D...Im a blogger ..so Ive had a few trajectory epiphanies. Sitting here on this fight is pretty cool. But it seems if you dont have a nice book to read or a laptop to intertwine with other users on this free Airtran Wi-Fi...you sleep. But why do people sleep to waste time? . . . Maybe its to create dreams that engender profound epiphanies.....What if our dreams...conscious, sub-concious, or even unconcious...create our deepest thoughts and when we wake up ...some point in time that day we revisit that dream and dig deeper into the insightwe gained from it??....With that in mind I wonder...What makes one dream?? [Besides sleep of coarse...but there is day dreaming =) ]

Is there certain chemicals that go off in your head that mix a certain way to create certain types of dreams? Is there a substance that you encountered before going off to sleep that makes certain types of dreams? Does the amount of chemicals that are mixing make you dream longer? Why do we have multiple dreams? Does dreaming stimulate somthing on your body physically? ...besides wet dreams. . . . . Is it posible not to dream? CAn dreams be controlling us? Could they be bringing those ideas to our mindsets that are compelling that we venture out and attempt to be=ring those dreams to fruition? What if those dreams are Greek Gods or Spirits??...........iMUST...blog abut this one....I will stop here....but know this is TBC (to be continued)....shouts out to Bunmi

Got a laptop? Facebook? Myspace? Blog?

How many of you have gotten laptops for your graduation present? How many of you sit on your laptop all day figuring out what it can do and perusing through your facebook notifications? How many of you know how harmful this can be with to you.

A laptop forces you to hold your thigh close together thus leaving your scrotum in a vulnerable position. A lap top can reach up operating temperatures over 70 degrees Celsius, subsequently raising the temperature of the left scrotal by 2.6 degrees Celsius and the right by 2.8 degrees Celsius. This reduces the sperm cell count and increases your infertility. SMH.


Suggestions:
1. Get a portable laptop stand.

2. Get a wooden board or something to separate your legs from
the laptop computer.

3. Just make your laptop stationary on a table.

4. . . . .look up more suggestions.



Also…The radioactive waves can produce colon cancer…haven’t thoroughly researched it yet but I promise to get it to you.




On another note:

Did you know that while you are commenting on that picture or opening new windows to play your favorite music, you can very well be contributing to your physical harm? While typing extensively and mouse-clicking lavishly, you are putting a great deal of pressure on your median nerve. The median nerve runs from your forearm to the tips of your thumb and the 3 closest fingers to it. In the wrist area your bones form this bridge over the top and bottom of the nerve, thus making a tunnel. The bottom bridge is much skinnier than the top bridge, so consequently the bottom bridge is much more flexible. When indulging in any type of wrist movement, the bridge will cave inwards, putting pressure on the Median Nerve. This is perfectly normal…the problem lies in keeping the wrist bent for extended periods of time. This constitutes the Carpel Tunnel Syndrome.

“Carpal tunnel syndrome occurs when the median nerve, which runs from the forearm into the hand, becomes pressed or squeezed at the wrist. The median nerve controls sensations to the palm side of the thumb and fingers (although not the little finger), as well as impulses to some small muscles in the hand that allow the fingers and thumb to move. The carpal tunnel - a narrow, rigid passageway of ligament and bones at the base of the hand - houses the median nerve and tendons. Sometimes, thickening from irritated tendons or other swelling narrows the tunnel and causes the median nerve to be compressed. The result may be pain, weakness, or numbness in the hand and wrist, radiating up the arm. Although painful sensations may indicate other conditions, carpal tunnel syndrome is the most common and widely known of the entrapment neuropathies in which the body's peripheral nerves are compressed or traumatized.” (http://www.ninds.nih.gov/)

Thankfully, in opposition to the aforementioned problem, There are ways to get out of this. They have surgery now and also other types of treatment. Look into this site --> http://www.ninds.nih.gov/disorders/carpal_tunnel/detail_carpal_tunnel.htm#115103049 . For ways to keep this bad boy confined to non-existence…just take frequent breaks from extensive straining of the wrist and stretch it every now and then.

Albert Einstien...I dont agree...wholly.

"Imagination is more important than knowldge. For knowledge is limited to all we know, while imagination embraces the entire world and all we'll ever know."

~Albert Einstien

I understand where Einstien is coming from but I dont agree with him wholly. Its conventionally known and agreed that knowledge is power. Whether gaining wisdom through study or experience, having knowledge makes you respectable. If you're wise people will value your thoughts and opinions, even if they dont neccessarily agree, but imagination is just a thought. A dream. A wish, thats remains on the inside of your noggin. No one will ever value your imaginations until your dreams or thoughts come to fruition. So yes dream big and imagine great things, but accumulate as much knowledge as possible. This way you will have the proper knowledge to implement a solid plan that will allow you to bring your dreams to fruition.

On another note Imagination is the root for all of our inventions, structures, and really wisdom. If no one ever had a dream to make things better or figure things out a little in depth...they would have never built up the strive to find things out and thus remain ignorant. Its imagination that brought Africans Americans to this point of liberation. Years and years ago...every black being desired a free lifestyle but couldnt have it becuase they were confined to grueling work and ingorance. But one day out of the blue..blacks began to gain knowledge and lead their people toward freedom. Harriet Tubman used her wisdom that was gained through experience and Fredrick Douglas gained his through study. They both made huge impacts on our race's advancement now. Years after that...MLK took the steps to implement his dream and now we are free.

So in conclusion...Imagination is very helpful ..but I dont agree that its "more important than knowledge".

The AUDACITY of my counterparts.

Before I even begin to tell you this story...know I am highly pissed off.....

This Independence Day,(2009, a holiday used to celebrate freedom and history of our nation as a whole; unity.) A white family in Ohio and two friends (3 Adult males, 1 adult female, 1 teen female, and 1 teen boy) were coming home from celebrating their independence and freedom when attacked by 50 black teenagers. They repetively cried out "Its our world". And beat the white crowd to the ground. The teenage girl jumped in to help her father but was pushed away. The mother pushed her 14 yr old son into the bushes to protect him then proceeded to help her husband...No success...They were all on the ground getting beat in their heads...After a good 7 minutes the massive group of teenage black boys ran off....Fortunately no one was seriously injured and made it out alive.

How freakin fair is this?? After hundreds of years to get us away from slavery, then segregation , and even racism (which we were close to erradicating thanks to Obama) HOW DARE THEY DO THIS!! Obviously they dont know he sweat, blood, and lives that have been jeapordized just to get us to this point. And you NEGROES have the audacity to belittle our race again by showing no class for the state you are in now??? I dont know if this was done out of hatred,racism, revenge, or stupidity...but to me it looks like a disgusting combination of all of them. I can honestly say that this one time where I can say I am dissapointed at my black counterparts.....smh.

Comment and tell me what you think.
[Note: This topic is not for blacks only. If you have an opinion, use your voice and your rights....speak your mind]


To read about the topic more in depth....
Read the Article I got it from

Tips to increasing gas effieciency.

Okay so...I never put more than 10 bucks in my tank. Therefore..I am very gas conscious. While Im driving there numerous factors I figure that chisel away from my car's gas efficiency. The one that plauges my mind the most is my RPM Gauge or Tachometer. So I decided to conduct my own little research.

Consider it from a Cross Country runner's perspective. When you take off too fast at the beggining of the race...youll either lose alot of energy or die out, but if you allow yourself to gradually build up to the optimum speed...youll save more energy and last longer. Same with cars....All a RPM Gauge does is tell you how many revolutions are cycling per minute. Translation...how fast your _____ is turning per minute. The more turns you get a minute the harder your car works and thus the less gas you are conserving. Remember to keep a steady pace rather than zoomin off then slowing down (turns) or just zooming faster and faster and faster.....take off gradually and keep a steady pace then you will have more gas to play with.

Note: In cross country Ive found it better to sprint up hills versus dragging up it...the quicker you get it done...the better. What is suggested is you pick up speed before the hill to have some momentum going into it and it will make it alot easier for going up it. The same applies for cars.

Remember you do more work going 0-60mph in 5 seconds than you do in 10s....take your time man.

NERDS FRICKIN ROCK MAN!

People see me as this outgoing, fun, silly, sweethearted crazy-ass guy. IDK why!! I'd rather sit in the corner of my bed and READ! That's right...Read!!! My passion is knowledge...whether abyssal or stupid..I like to know ish. Before I go any further let me say ..I AM NOT A QUIDNUNC...I just believe in anything you do, you should be immensly inquisitive therefore making you a student of your game. Nerds Rule!!!

Ask people in my school. They'll be like "Jeff, you lame!"....I say "iKNOW" {shouts out to my JERKers}. Heres my point of view onthat one....when your lame...your being yourself. Youre not striving to sagg harder, buy more expensive clothes than, or act a certain way to iumpress others. Like all you "P-LO" wearing suckas {ya'll make it look soooooo sloppy...wasnt meant for that}...stupid fruity equestrian swagger..(O_o)..but being lame is so liberating and stress free. Unless your just a cool ass person at heart...dont strive to be...everyone wasnt meant to be cool....stand out....and be you. Kaylen Jackson taught me that. He has a rather explicitly candid way of telling you that.

THings that prove Im NOT cool

-I go to Borders just to read all their books and leave!! [I get a rush out of it]

-I listen to AM radio....[750 is my ish!]

-I tell my friends that i have something to do or on punishment somethimes....just to crawl in my safe heaven and read. [I <3>

-I'd rather dress up than wear street clothes any day

-I read up on sex....ALOT [even while I was abstinent. . . its just cool...Im a controlled sex guru...im not gone sleep with anything, matter of fact it will take you a minute to sleep with me now....but when if you do....Boy oh boy (O_o)] ..Im taken tho...sowwy =/

-My goal is to indulge the entire nation into the ideals of 'Paideia' beforei die.

-I love walking around my house nude.....[guests are welcome]

-I look at the pix on photobucket just to bring myself to peace.

- I know that extensive typing can give you carpel tunnel and having a laptop in your lap top too much can give give you cancer on your testes or ovaries but I STILL SPEND A THIRD OF THE DAY ON MY LAPTOP ...BLOGGING!!!

-I dont want to be cool.

. . . TB C -->[shouts out to Bunmi]

This has been a IDK PSA.....hate it or love it...or just shove it =P

Stop being so [optimistic] and get [realistic]

The Story:

I was working on a few documents for Ms. Yvonne Hawks, Criminal Lawyer and President of NAACP, in the NAACP office becuase hte internet was down in the legal office. As I was typing and cruising Facebook. Her Marketing Manager, Mr. Calvin, walked in. I told him Id be out of his way in a sec. He told me to take my time. So as I was taking my time I decided to ignite a conversation with him. With him having rank in the NAACP and me being a person that has never been big on "Fight the power", I tried to take a different approach of the topics ahead. We began conversing and we had the same beliefs...that the reason we are reaching a state of despairity in our society is becuase the youth aren't educated about their past. Therefore they dont appreciate it and dont know who they are. They look to find themselves in the streets or in television set then consequently,corrupt their minds and subsequently corrupt their community. Thats the reason why we have more negative leaders than we do positive leaders. Thats everyone has a pessimistic heart but optimistic eyes when it comes to the future. Becuase WE are the future.

As the conversation got deeper I found out the main target of the Dekalb County Branch of the NAACP. . .to rebuild the morality and rewire the mindsets of our youth(african american of coarse). [I should have brought up N.W.F., but I was focused on the conversation] Thats when I paid my membership fee and enrolled. He said "it would be great to have you around...you seem like a good guy." I told him that " Im no Clark Kent, But I do want to save our society."

He gave me the nod.

And I accepted the call of duty.

. . . .But I cant do this alone, If you have read this far, you have the same propensity towards the advancement of our people, differences aside, by targeting our youth...Its going to take
Paideia ...Lets fight for the advancement of all youth. Lets raise the status quo for our African American youth. . . . .Its simple math.

NWF + NAACP = A brighter future......join the movement.

Dear Mama,

Sorry Ma.

I have been equivocating my curfew with my my mom and gmom for sometime now. I feel like after all my hard work this year I deserve to relax and enjoy myself with out any burdens! Let alone this will only last 3 more weeks...Hell Ill be in college in the fall and you wont be able toshadow me ther. Let me be a big boy! You feel me???.....You shouldn't.

After reading an aricle that James Ewers wrote in Crisis Magazine I've come to an opposite conclusion. All this time I have been trying to get them to see my point, but it was never my point that should have been understood in the first place. I should have just been obedient instead of rebelling becuase all it did was exacerbate the situation. Even when my mom was sick, I was too cynically concerned about my point to give her the attention that she needed. Dont get me wrong I cared for my Ma cuz I love her dearly....but not as much as I should have. I cant continue to be knuckle-headed...especially cause I have 4 little ones watching my every move. I gotta step up.

To see my cousin Toyia go through all the bullshit she goes through with her older sis and her mom...i cant do anything but smh and wonder how. She remains humble trhrough all the parental constituted adversity and still walks around ith a smile. So if she can do it (and shes a good ass girl) Then I can do it.

......Sorry Ma =/

Heres the link that inspired my revised motives--> http://www.journal-news.com/opinion/columnists/james-ewers-is-a-return-to-old-school-ways-needed-166867.html?formPostingFilterErrCode=102

Mobile Meandering

Thought: I hate talking to adults when my vocabulary and articulation is far more advanced than their's. I can undestand why, seeing as tough education wasnt as easy to get a hold on to as it is now but it seems like the ones I talk to have gotten complacent with being grammatically insufficient. This brings me to an aforementioned quote "No one can no everything but the wise acumulate as much knowledge as possible". With that in mind...Grown ups....grow up.

Sex is a science...Get a Doctorate.

How many times have you been in the car it you boys and the sex topic arises? Have you noticed that when it comes to self-satisfaction the objective is felatio? Have you noticed when it comes down the partner’s satisfaction they only want to give her multiple orgasms?.....But they always seem steer away from Love…How contradicting! It just shows how ignorant we are when it comes to sex. Every orgasm shoots a small dosage of dopamine to the brains VTA. The VTA then sprinkles that natural stimulant throughout the rest of the brain. Figure 1 Which saturates your mindset to focus more, be more motivated, crave harder, and want more…..four essential qualities that intertwine to engender the feeling of “Love” (and attachment). So fellas be careful how much you’re pleasing her if you’re not ready for love and ladies vice versa. Learn as much about sex as you can. Everybody should be thoroughly informed of the consequences if you are active but if your advanced and repetitively active…become a student of your game. Know what makes what trigger, what spots are the most sensitive, how she reacts…etc. etc. etc.. Sex is a science.…get a damn doctorate in it since your spending so much time “experimenting.”

“No one knows everything, but the wise accumulate as much knowledge as possible.”
~Professor Oglebean

Figure 1

This has been a Sir Shakespear PSA. . . . Dont know that guy...
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For further references on how love is constituted view earlier blog entries.

Look at it. . . . What do you see?

I see.....
Cultivation

I see....
Someone taking their future into thier own hands. They have planted the seed to get where they need to be..all they have to fo now is nourish it until it has reached full blossom. Thats when the aesthetics show and the beauty uplifts its surroundings

I see...
Someone trying to control thier destination but so many distractions and attempting to hender the attainment of that persons success. But through it all...that person wears a War Bonnett....for thy are a warrior and chief of their destiny.

I see...
People supporting the cultivation of this dream.

I see....
This ugly duckling becoming an exquisite swan....soon to be praised by its supportes, peers, and disdainers...

I see....
Fruition. . . .Progress....Perseverance

What do you see??

Conviction to Confession to Challenge.

While sitting here watching “hiher learning”…..I‘ve had an epiphany. Lawrence Fishburn challenged Omar Epps in the movie to stop being so oblivious to the world around him and become more mentally competitive. If we know all the rules to anygame, It is likely that we will know how to tweak it in our favor for the better possibility of our advancement. We should always be a student of our own game. . . .How that constituted this idea…IDK…but listen up

All my life I’ve been short and skinny. Couldn’t do nothing but talk a good game in hopes for respect in return. But then it came a time where I actually had to prove myself. It started in the nieghbohood, telling everyone I was bigger and badder than they were until finally one day I had to prove myself. I beat one of my closest friends ass,. . . repitively…just as an example to everyone else that I’m nothing to play with. Then it rolled over to the football field. I was shortest, smallest one…but I had to make a name for myself somehow..My daddy didn’t raise no punk. So I started tackling the biggest guys on the team head first and that caught the respect of my peers as well as my coaches. They said I had heart..and they trusted me before anybody because they knew I would at least give it my all. Then it was baseball. I wasn’t tall enough for some positions or fast enough for the others…but I was quick…so I worked really hard to be a great short stop..and succeeded. As time rolled on …I got into basketball. Then track…just to prove myself worthy of respect. I played all these sports and excelled in all of them. . . . but now Im at a crossroad.
After being an athlete all my life…I got sick of being pitied and stereotyped by the nonathletic world..giving me all these second chances and when I seized my chances. I was just another “DUMB ATHLETE”… Weaving my way through life with my strength and finess. . . . That’s when I quit football and took on an AP class. It wasn’t only cuz I had a better chance in track…but to give me more time to focus on becoming more ‘metally competitive’. As the year went on ..I started making a name for myself in cross country which subsequently spilled over into the track world. I knew what I could do and everybody else around me knew what I could do…It all depended on how bad I wanted it. Ask my coaches. Ask my team mates. Ask yourself , if you really know me. I started to become so intrigued by my intellectual abilities I gave up on the athletic world as a whole. I gave up on possibly becoming a state champ in football, cross country, and track in the same year. Big ass mistakes right……nope. I went on to challenge myself more and see how far I could go. I applied to a butt load of academically competitive schools. I even considered Harvard (too optimistic..should have been more realistic) until I found a school perfect for me. Morehouse College. Everyone knows the legacy of Morehouse, if not I encourage you to read up on it. I got hyped up about going there. I spent almost every day on the campus living vicariously through the students that already attended there. I couldn’t wait!...... A few weeks Later… I was rejected. They basically told me I was ‘mentally competive’ enough to make it through their curriculum. …Pssh..yea right…I appealed and Im going to my dream school. Nothing or no one will ever tell me what I can and cannot accomplish.

I say all that to say this. I ve spent all my life trying to gain respect through physical competition. Trying to be the big man on campus everywhere I went. It paid off…..but Im still not happy. I wish to God I would have known at an earlier age the benefits of being HUMBLE and Mentally Competitive. Knowledge is Power. Real talk…The more I look at my past trophies on my wall..old pics of me winning..i get mad. Honestly, I want to throw them all away and start over. I want to see how many diplomas and honorary doctorates I can receive. . . But that’s wont be it. My GMA talked to for a while today about having a balance. Im going to be emotionally, socially, athletically, intellectually, and morally sound. I cant take this one-sided life anymore… and you are reading this…I challenge you to do the same.WE cant take this One sided life anymore. With the world becoming so damn competitive in so many areas, people are looking for diversity. People want to now knock out 20 birds with 1 stone. We should all strive to impinge into all domains worthy of competition and rock every domination for ourselves!! I say this in no reference no race, height or sex…..I say this to everyone!!!... Either ‘Catch up….or catch on’.





Okay so I rambled a bit.....I got my point out tho...all fifty of em lol

-Im a natural born competitor, at heart.

-I wont let anyone tell me what I can and cannot attain. . .unless its worth accepting that insight.

-I want everyone to add more diversity to thier lives...this life thing...is a game...why do you think most aphorisms can relate to board games??

~N.W.F.

Does the government need to toughen up?

"We have the most gov't assistance than any generation before"....My pastor hit the congregation with that this past sunday. So ...I've been thinking. Is it good or bad?

Thats great that the gov't is making it alot easier for everyone to succeed and therefore anyone who doesnt really doeasnt have an excuse becuase theres so much help, but my point is this...

With it being so easy to succeed now-a-days struggles are lost and many life lessons are surpassed. Isn't that the where we build our character and morality?...Now before I continue. I know that growing up, your parents are obligated to instill proper teachings into you and build your character but we are living in such an independent society no that family time is becoming non-existent. So its almost like we are to learn our lessons the "hard way" by getting out there and taking on obstacles head on.....thats brings me back to my point.

With the gov't giving us so many second chances and "lee-way" ....struggles dont just fall in our lap [which isnt the bad part]....but since its so easy to attain success now, isnt our morality thinning out? I mean think about it....You use the simple key to success....Eductation+Education+Education+ Experience= Great salary. Easy as pie if you handle your business at the time where its operative. Soon well have all these successful people leading our nation with no morals thus leading our nation to a deeper state of immorality. . . .im just saying. I could be looking at it wrong..Or I could be right on the bulls eye...I dont feel as strongly as I usually do about a point like this so if you feel otherwise feel free to persuade me to understand your point.