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I Am That Man....

I am that man. Yes, I’m the man that was born to lose, yet built to win. I am that man. The man who is despised by his oppressors while also serving as the object of their envy and desires. I am that man. The one that shatters the glass ceiling even when they keep trying to raise the bar. I am that man. I’m the man who strives for success but all to often I'm reminded of how imperfect I am because I will fail everyday, sometimes multiple times a day.

I am that man. The one charged to love and protect a woman, the man who wants to care for and marry his chosen one. I am that man. I am the man who often isn’t emotionally equipped to properly love and respect his signicant other and is too afraid to admit it and ask for help, but still I try because I am that man.

It Isn’t For A Lack Of Want...

Last month I was in a serious car accident that was unexpected to say the least. I was on my way home from the vitamin shop, and despite the fact that I had a green arrow to turn onto a ramp entering the freeway, and gentlemen in a truck decided to not pay attention to the fact that I had the right of way or his yield sign for reasons beyond my imagination, and slammed into me.  Now in the grand scheme of things I should just be happy that I wasn't killed.  And from this point forward when people say, "I feel like I've just been hit by a truck", I can say that I know what that's like. 

Same Time, Different Channel

If you could live your life all over again, would you change a thing?  If you had the chance to really sit back and see a film strip of your life, which parts would you alter, omit, or magnify?  Are these questions that you ask yourself from time to time or are you one of those people that loves your life as it is, has no regrets and sees every opportunity as a gift, a learning experience and doesn't feel the need to think about past moments, interactions or deeds?

Their Best Interests, Are In Fact, Against Practical Interests

There always seems to be some sort of confusion anytime I see someone trying to rationalize a Donald Trump Supporter.  There's always an excuse for the reason they voted for him and always some pundit on CNN trying to legitimize Trump supporter's reasoning for continuing to back him despite the fact that he seems to be going against everything that these so called disenfranchised, white working class American's need to feel like they are getting a fair shake in the world again.

The Failed Blueprint

We have laid the worse foundation possible for our children.  Every day you hear about misguided youth, children with no futures, children with no goals or direction and children who are self destructive and filled with so much anger.  But not once did we stop and ask why.  Not once did we stop and ask what their motivation is, why are they angry,  who are they angry with and why they have no direction.  And not once did we stop and take responsbilty.

The Game Has Changed....

Bare with me right now. I'm coming to you live from the living room, and it's been a while since I've posted anything. I promised myself that I would commit to writing again once my heart was back into it and although my heart may be back into it, I'm sure to be rusty.  If there's one thing this past year has taught me, it's that the game has changed.  What game is it that I'm speaking about? The game of life, the game of reality. 

But Y'all Don't Hear Me....

But Y'all Don't Hear Me....

It's been quite some time since made an entry into my blog. To be honest I just wasn't feeling it. I had nothing really creative to say and the only things I could think of were negative or thoughts revolving around the faux news from that mess we call the media (I'm talking about you Fox News, CNN, and MSNBC) regarding the election. Instead of just talking to be heard or to hear myself, I decided to be prudent and not say anything until I felt I had anything of value to put out there.