Thursday, January 26, 2012
I wanted to die
This time last year, I thought I was the happiest man on earth. This time two years ago, I never felt so angry with life. I still had hope, but my heart was dark and my spirits were crushing. I knew things would get better. This time three years ago......I wanted to die. I have come a very long way in life, but it wasn't without tribulations. A wise woman once told me "When you have problems and life seems hard, you cry yourself a river, build a bridge and get over it". Sometimes it's hard to do.....but it's made me the strongest person I could ever be. Life always seems to haunt you.....complicating things. Once you call it haunting....you know it's time to remove it from your life....because it can't be present for your life to be magnificent. I have always been blessed with somebody to support me in my hard times. Keep me even-keel. Remind me that I have something to live for. Three years ago....if I would've killed myself, I would not have experienced some of the happiest moments of my life. I had to purge those things from my life......because it constantly haunted me. Every place I looked it was a reminder. But when I removed those things.....life was great. Light always comes after dark. Things always get better when if you don't give up.
my emotions
My love....is long suffering. You need to know, what ever the problem, what ever the tribulation, what ever it is......I will always be here. WE can get through it TOGETHER, no matter what it may be. In life.....we struggle. Things from our past always come to haunt us eventually, it's a given. The only way to get through it is to face it head on and resolve it. That could mean ending something...or accepting something. Regardless of what it is, I'll be there. Elyse, you mean the world to me....you always have and you always will. I want it be your rock. I want to be strong for you when can only be weak. I want to be that shoulder when you need to cry. I want to be that ear when you need to vent. I want to treat you like the Queen.....no....the Goddess you deserve to be treated as. I take you for the way you are now, and for what you will become, even though we can't say what that will be. It's hard to be the woman you know you can be? I think that woman is much closer than you believe. I think...with me, the woman you want to be will come into existence. I believe it, because I see her in your eyes....hear her in your voice....feel her in your touch. You are it. I take you for the way you are now....because I wouldn't deserve the woman you WILL become if I threw you to the side. I mean, you are an amazing woman NOW. I want to make you forget life is hard. I want to moments you're with me to make you care-free and happy. I want you to know that, while you're with me, there's nothing you have to worry about, because I would sooner give my life then to let anything negative happen to you. That's REAL. Elyse.....I'm ride or die. Let me accept you now, for who and what you are, so we can grow together. We can grow together and learn to properly love each other. I've been crazy about you for years............I just want the chance to make you happy.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
How I feel
I use to like you, but now...........I love you, unconditionally.......even tho the feeling may not be mutual. I do for you.....out of the love I have for you......even though I don't expect it in return. I'd give my life to save yours....even though that sounds a bit extreme. Whatever you say, whatever you do, whomever you were, are and will become....my feelings for you will never change. It's unconditional love.
I've seen a side of you....that you refuse to show anyone else. I've seen a part of you.....that even you deny. You're a strong, intelligent, powerful, headstrong woman with class and talent to last a life time. You have a growing mind that can conquer worlds. A voice that could warm the coldest tundra. Wit that could cut through the Rocky Mountains. Class that could make The Obama's look like rednecks. You have no fear to question both know and unknown. You challenge my mind and force me to think, even though many times we have the same opinions.
I encourage you, not to be a yes man, but because I believe you can do it. I say what you do is good, because I believe that it is. When you do something and I say I like it, it's because I do.
My pet peeve is people questioning my integrity and character.....yet you aren't afraid to. Pisses me off......yet I respect the fact that you have the balls to do it. You have this love for your family....where even tho you can't stand em sometimes.....that's your family, and you'd do for them like no other. I LOVE that. Most importantly.....you're the only woman that I can finally be ME around. I don't have to .....hide who I am, censor my words and thoughts....cage my own consciousness. I've been held captive my whole life. You free me......and that is priceless.
I once thought I knew what I wanted in a woman.....but I convinced myself it was not you. But they more I learned about you, that more I seen who YOU are, and not who you try to be, or convince others you are....the more I've grown to love you. And now....it's unconditional.
I value my integrity and my character....so rest assure, these words are true. And please believe, my words are literal although not so elegant. So, just know, what I'm saying is exactly what I mean.
Elyse Bryant, if you read this before I say this to you....this is how I feel. I understand this might changes things a bit.....or maybe it wont....it's up to you. But I refuse to sit my whole life and wonder "what if".
I've seen a side of you....that you refuse to show anyone else. I've seen a part of you.....that even you deny. You're a strong, intelligent, powerful, headstrong woman with class and talent to last a life time. You have a growing mind that can conquer worlds. A voice that could warm the coldest tundra. Wit that could cut through the Rocky Mountains. Class that could make The Obama's look like rednecks. You have no fear to question both know and unknown. You challenge my mind and force me to think, even though many times we have the same opinions.
I encourage you, not to be a yes man, but because I believe you can do it. I say what you do is good, because I believe that it is. When you do something and I say I like it, it's because I do.
My pet peeve is people questioning my integrity and character.....yet you aren't afraid to. Pisses me off......yet I respect the fact that you have the balls to do it. You have this love for your family....where even tho you can't stand em sometimes.....that's your family, and you'd do for them like no other. I LOVE that. Most importantly.....you're the only woman that I can finally be ME around. I don't have to .....hide who I am, censor my words and thoughts....cage my own consciousness. I've been held captive my whole life. You free me......and that is priceless.
I once thought I knew what I wanted in a woman.....but I convinced myself it was not you. But they more I learned about you, that more I seen who YOU are, and not who you try to be, or convince others you are....the more I've grown to love you. And now....it's unconditional.
I value my integrity and my character....so rest assure, these words are true. And please believe, my words are literal although not so elegant. So, just know, what I'm saying is exactly what I mean.
Elyse Bryant, if you read this before I say this to you....this is how I feel. I understand this might changes things a bit.....or maybe it wont....it's up to you. But I refuse to sit my whole life and wonder "what if".
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
What should I do?
Sometimes....I struggle with the "how do you show emotion and still be a man". I'm by no means an emotional person, but I do have them (even tho most people think I don't lol). I never believed in bottling them up, but I always have ways to....vent without to many people knowing. Sometimes, you don't even want the person it's about to know.
It's not a lack of courage. Not at all. I have enough to share. But it's the uncertainty that stops me.
I want to tell her 'I love you' with all my heart........but the uncertainty of it being reciprocated scares me. I don't want to say it to be greeted with a "...O....K", "I know" or even silence.
Every time I see her smile, hear her laugh, see her with the fire to DO in her eyes, it's like watching the sunrise for the first time. No, it's more like being blind for ten years, and when your vision comes back, the first thing you see is the sunrise and a beautiful morning. Where birds are chirping and there's fresh dew on the grass.
She inspires me to continue in my mission of being a great man. She inspired me to finish school. She inspires me to use my multitude of talents, because some people just don't have it. Seeing her inspired.... inspires me. Her drive....inspires me.
The way you carry yourself, like a strong, independent, intelligent woman, attracts me. The way you hold strong to your words catches my mind. Your sense of humor makes my sides split. Your thirst for knowledge inspires me to increase mines. You courage to question everything makes me want to learn EVERYTHING!
What should I do? I ask you out and I get a neither a yes or no. As a close friend, I accept it....but on the other side, as a man that feels about you the way I do, it slowly rips me to shreds on the inside. For three years, all I wanted was you. I dated somebody I planned to marry.....yet I still longed for you. You could never escape my mind...even during the time you weren't in my life.
Tell me....what else can I do? I'm not the most attractive guy alive, I'm not the richest, don't drive the nicest car, still live at home with my parents, don't have my degree yet, have a weird work schedule, not the smoothest cat around, not the smartest, I'm no the funniest guy around. I don't always have the best words to say. I'm not the roughest guy, not the most aggressive, by no means. But y'know what....I'm not even close to being the worse.
But y'know what....I would love you like no other. I would lift you up on high. I would treat you like a queen.....more so then I already do. I wanna make every female, from single to married, jealous of you because they could only DREAM of having a man that treats them the way I want to treat you. All I want to do.....is make you smile. I want to keep a smile on your face....and not like The Joker lol. I mean true happiness, the one woman want but never find.
All I want is a chance....an opportunity.......a yes.
It's not a lack of courage. Not at all. I have enough to share. But it's the uncertainty that stops me.
I want to tell her 'I love you' with all my heart........but the uncertainty of it being reciprocated scares me. I don't want to say it to be greeted with a "...O....K", "I know" or even silence.
Every time I see her smile, hear her laugh, see her with the fire to DO in her eyes, it's like watching the sunrise for the first time. No, it's more like being blind for ten years, and when your vision comes back, the first thing you see is the sunrise and a beautiful morning. Where birds are chirping and there's fresh dew on the grass.
She inspires me to continue in my mission of being a great man. She inspired me to finish school. She inspires me to use my multitude of talents, because some people just don't have it. Seeing her inspired.... inspires me. Her drive....inspires me.
The way you carry yourself, like a strong, independent, intelligent woman, attracts me. The way you hold strong to your words catches my mind. Your sense of humor makes my sides split. Your thirst for knowledge inspires me to increase mines. You courage to question everything makes me want to learn EVERYTHING!
What should I do? I ask you out and I get a neither a yes or no. As a close friend, I accept it....but on the other side, as a man that feels about you the way I do, it slowly rips me to shreds on the inside. For three years, all I wanted was you. I dated somebody I planned to marry.....yet I still longed for you. You could never escape my mind...even during the time you weren't in my life.
Tell me....what else can I do? I'm not the most attractive guy alive, I'm not the richest, don't drive the nicest car, still live at home with my parents, don't have my degree yet, have a weird work schedule, not the smoothest cat around, not the smartest, I'm no the funniest guy around. I don't always have the best words to say. I'm not the roughest guy, not the most aggressive, by no means. But y'know what....I'm not even close to being the worse.
But y'know what....I would love you like no other. I would lift you up on high. I would treat you like a queen.....more so then I already do. I wanna make every female, from single to married, jealous of you because they could only DREAM of having a man that treats them the way I want to treat you. All I want to do.....is make you smile. I want to keep a smile on your face....and not like The Joker lol. I mean true happiness, the one woman want but never find.
All I want is a chance....an opportunity.......a yes.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Live, Learn, Testify
A year ago, I learned a life lesson. It's not about how good or bad life is, it's about enjoying the good and finding the silver lining when it's not. Never giving up when things look bleak.
A year ago, I didn't have a job. I sold almost all my music equipment. But instead of complaining about not having a job or losing all my gear, I enjoyed the free time I finally got. I was counting down the weeks until my unemployment ran out. I was unsure what my next move was, because every move seemed to not work. I was enjoying my life as much as I could. It was like a guy playing blackjack with 2 2's and the dealer has a bust. I call that blessed.
6 months ago, I was unhappy, I was stressed and my life felt like it was crumbling around me. I hated my job, I was in a stressful and dying relationship, I wanted to quit school........I was miserable. Every thing I touched felt like it turned to crap. I was in a downward spiral and I just couldn't do anything to stop it. I kept a smile on my face, a laugh in my lung but I on the inside, I just couldn't enjoy life.
Now, I have a job even when the economy said it was impossible. I'm stress....less. Yes, there are things that worry me, there are things that upset me, but at the end of the day I remain happy. I'm me again! A year later, I can say that I'm honestly in love with life. But I know this much, I'll never forget the lesson I've learned.
All I can do is testify now. God is good....no incredible! Matter of fact....there's not human word that could describe how good God is. God is just....
A year ago, I didn't have a job. I sold almost all my music equipment. But instead of complaining about not having a job or losing all my gear, I enjoyed the free time I finally got. I was counting down the weeks until my unemployment ran out. I was unsure what my next move was, because every move seemed to not work. I was enjoying my life as much as I could. It was like a guy playing blackjack with 2 2's and the dealer has a bust. I call that blessed.
6 months ago, I was unhappy, I was stressed and my life felt like it was crumbling around me. I hated my job, I was in a stressful and dying relationship, I wanted to quit school........I was miserable. Every thing I touched felt like it turned to crap. I was in a downward spiral and I just couldn't do anything to stop it. I kept a smile on my face, a laugh in my lung but I on the inside, I just couldn't enjoy life.
Now, I have a job even when the economy said it was impossible. I'm stress....less. Yes, there are things that worry me, there are things that upset me, but at the end of the day I remain happy. I'm me again! A year later, I can say that I'm honestly in love with life. But I know this much, I'll never forget the lesson I've learned.
All I can do is testify now. God is good....no incredible! Matter of fact....there's not human word that could describe how good God is. God is just....
Sunday, December 4, 2011
I wanted to sleep but I feel like venting. So many things on my mind right now. Something that evolved from a converstation I had earlier with a co-worker.
Dear Women,
Sometimes.....I'm tired of being the nice guy. I'm tired of being the "there should be more men like you" guy. I'm tired of being of being just a friend. I'm. Tired of just being a "real great guy". I'm tired for being overlooked for the man that isn't capable of loving the way I do. The love I show knows no equal yet goes unshown. All I want to do is treat you like the queen you deserve to be. Yet I get passed over by the guy that treats you like a peasent. I want to give you the world...and you take it. But you give it to the man that give you nothing but discontent. You say you want an aggressive man, but when he puts his hands on you, you call it "passion". Don't mistake my cool, my calm and my zen for weakness. I'm aggressive when it's needed the most. I'm a nice guy, not a push over. I don't show aggression because my mind has no boundaries. I've be transformed into a winner and competitor, even if it feels like I'm always losing you. I'm tired of being the guy you complain to about that very "man" you left us for, when we both know you should be with us. I'm tired of being heart broken and feeling like a fool.......seeing some undeserving guy taking the person that makes us smile brighter than the light of a billion burning suns. Yeah.....they say nice guys finish last and get the most priceless gem. However.....it gets harder and harder when we find that precious gem and she leave for a guy that treats her like plastic. I'm tired of being told what you want, when we sit and listen to you discribe us. All we want is that chance to finally love that precious gem that we found so many times. That chance to make all you female friends jealous when you tell them how we treat you. When you tell them the things we do for you, that they can only dream about. Give us the chance of having our queen......the chance to love you. One day.....we will be that happiest men on earth....the only thing we want...is for you to be there to share it with.
Your friends,
The Nice Guys
Dear Women,
Sometimes.....I'm tired of being the nice guy. I'm tired of being the "there should be more men like you" guy. I'm tired of being of being just a friend. I'm. Tired of just being a "real great guy". I'm tired for being overlooked for the man that isn't capable of loving the way I do. The love I show knows no equal yet goes unshown. All I want to do is treat you like the queen you deserve to be. Yet I get passed over by the guy that treats you like a peasent. I want to give you the world...and you take it. But you give it to the man that give you nothing but discontent. You say you want an aggressive man, but when he puts his hands on you, you call it "passion". Don't mistake my cool, my calm and my zen for weakness. I'm aggressive when it's needed the most. I'm a nice guy, not a push over. I don't show aggression because my mind has no boundaries. I've be transformed into a winner and competitor, even if it feels like I'm always losing you. I'm tired of being the guy you complain to about that very "man" you left us for, when we both know you should be with us. I'm tired of being heart broken and feeling like a fool.......seeing some undeserving guy taking the person that makes us smile brighter than the light of a billion burning suns. Yeah.....they say nice guys finish last and get the most priceless gem. However.....it gets harder and harder when we find that precious gem and she leave for a guy that treats her like plastic. I'm tired of being told what you want, when we sit and listen to you discribe us. All we want is that chance to finally love that precious gem that we found so many times. That chance to make all you female friends jealous when you tell them how we treat you. When you tell them the things we do for you, that they can only dream about. Give us the chance of having our queen......the chance to love you. One day.....we will be that happiest men on earth....the only thing we want...is for you to be there to share it with.
Your friends,
The Nice Guys
Thursday, December 1, 2011
%99? Let's change it to %95
I know this whole.....occupy LA and Wall Street madness is over. Thank God!
I for one, don't feel like being bunched into the mass group of the %99, mainly because not all of us share the same beliefs at all.
Firstly....%99......why do you disregard the fact that a good number of the %1 USE TO BE THE %99???? Why do you insult the sleepless nights, social exile, blood, sweat and tears they spent busting their butts to be where they are? Do you no know that you were the same people that insulted them and laughed in their face when they said "One day you'll work for me!" Well guess what, you do!
Ok, yeah, they have this control over everything. But that's what they worked hard for! They weren't out protesting because they don't have a 6+ figure job. They were inside fighting all odds to get it!
The part that gets me tho....most of all....is how you protest....yet you're so dependent on them. You sit in and sip on your Starbucks coffee, yet you protest the %1. You can't LIVE without your iPod or iPhone, yet you protest the %1. You dress in name brand clothes like Gap, Banana Republic, Nike, American Eagle, Ambacrombe & Finch, ect. Yet while wearing those clothes, you protest. You watch and enjoy sports and movies, buy jerseys and what not, go to games and pay to see movies...but did you not realize you're protesting against them too? You drive your cars, regardless of type, yet you protest the people that make them (and your gas).
I could go on like this for a loooooong long time, but I'll stop now.
All I'm saying is, until you can live with any of these comforts of life, shut that mouth, the live life with the cards you were dealt. Most of us have fantastic lives even tho we aren't "The %1". We struggle, yes. We grind. We work. But we HAVE. Majority of us will never know what it means to be poor, not broke, poor. Majority of us will never know what it feels like to not know where we're going to sleep tonight, or if we're going to eat today.
The worst part is, when those people need help, we turn our backs on them so we can complain about "The %1" without turning around to gain some prospective.
You aren't the %99, you're the %95, because there's %4 of people that you forgot about.
I for one, don't feel like being bunched into the mass group of the %99, mainly because not all of us share the same beliefs at all.
Firstly....%99......why do you disregard the fact that a good number of the %1 USE TO BE THE %99???? Why do you insult the sleepless nights, social exile, blood, sweat and tears they spent busting their butts to be where they are? Do you no know that you were the same people that insulted them and laughed in their face when they said "One day you'll work for me!" Well guess what, you do!
Ok, yeah, they have this control over everything. But that's what they worked hard for! They weren't out protesting because they don't have a 6+ figure job. They were inside fighting all odds to get it!
The part that gets me tho....most of all....is how you protest....yet you're so dependent on them. You sit in and sip on your Starbucks coffee, yet you protest the %1. You can't LIVE without your iPod or iPhone, yet you protest the %1. You dress in name brand clothes like Gap, Banana Republic, Nike, American Eagle, Ambacrombe & Finch, ect. Yet while wearing those clothes, you protest. You watch and enjoy sports and movies, buy jerseys and what not, go to games and pay to see movies...but did you not realize you're protesting against them too? You drive your cars, regardless of type, yet you protest the people that make them (and your gas).
I could go on like this for a loooooong long time, but I'll stop now.
All I'm saying is, until you can live with any of these comforts of life, shut that mouth, the live life with the cards you were dealt. Most of us have fantastic lives even tho we aren't "The %1". We struggle, yes. We grind. We work. But we HAVE. Majority of us will never know what it means to be poor, not broke, poor. Majority of us will never know what it feels like to not know where we're going to sleep tonight, or if we're going to eat today.
The worst part is, when those people need help, we turn our backs on them so we can complain about "The %1" without turning around to gain some prospective.
You aren't the %99, you're the %95, because there's %4 of people that you forgot about.
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