What Now?

The sleepless nights to the assurance. The I love you and please buy that ring for insurance. The smile returning and the happiness at peak...everything man, week after week. Homework and the many papers completed..advice until the well was almost depleted..Where did it all go? From the rings to the dress to that matrimonial account..now you look at me with resentment, what's that about? You sold it to me, every bit of it..now I'm the one left here in this dark place to sit..you didn't even say you're sorry..I mean, you might think because I'm a guy you don't need to worry..Karma is a chick of deviant character..so watch what you do and watch what comes after!

Double Standard

In today's world, women are at and are still coming to the forefront. They are taking charge and they demand equality. I have no problem with that. It's all good and well. Why is it that when situations don't suit them they seek to beg for mercy claiming that they're the weaker ones and equality no longer matters for that single moment. They want to get ahead professionally by being equal with men but emotionally they still want to be protected. Double standard if you ask me.

Live Life With No Regrets, Only Lessons Learned = B.S

How many times have you heard, "Live Life With No Regrets, Only Lessons Learned." In my opinion, if we do things that put put anyone or more importantly ourselves at a disadvantage, we have to be sorry and make amends. Being apologetic doesn't mean that you're weak. In fact, a true a apology is one of the best manifestations of a strong character, superior judgment and integrity.
We must take care though to observe the process and it's correct administration. Don't dwell on the past and it's mistakes. Make it right (even with yourself) and move on. This is paramount, or else we'll just keep making the same mistakes over and over. What is the purpose of learning lessons if they wont be used for character building and wisdom? For the sake of knowledge? Rubbish. Maybe if we put them to use we wouldn't make the same mistakes over and over. Ignoring the mistakes, leaving them unevaluated and unresolved only leaves us susceptible to making them again.. "Live Life With No Regrets, Only Lessons Learned." = B.S... Something to think about...Be Genuinely Sorry, Learn Lessons, Move On Whilst Applying These Lessons...@ least that's how I see it.

Escape...

A trap, a cage, a prison? A deliberate attempt and clever attempt to fool the trapped into thinking they're actually free...until the side effects begin to surface..It's different from the traditional snares whose evils can normally be spotted from a thousand miles away..In order to escape I have to define it..By the time I think about it, it's time to engage in another of its supposed liberties..I guess human nature would be the closest thing to an excuse for this behavior..but..what is there to escape from? How can a myriad of side effects compare to a few hours, @ times minutes, of 'fun'? Suddenly, while writing this, I realize that this is not new...It's been happening forever..What's new is my resolve to escape, which I must do, in order to 'live', but then again, time is promised to no man. Shucks...All I have is now!

A-mazing..

Yeh..you're ma number one..you don't have to ask..Living with/without you leaves me with a mask..So that I can truly hide the delight lest my sanity finds its way out..body armor up to the throat because I wanna remain alive to be with you because my heart wants to come out of my chest in due loyalty..your lips, them thighs, your eyes lead to open skies..in the windows to heaven I see, a reflection of the damsel with who I wanna be...So profound with that opinion, lawyers quake in their gowns, whoever said you're a loser is a circus reject..cuz even clowns get serious n break their act when they hear u speak & look @ you from front to back..side to side..up and under...over and out..this feeling welling up inside makes me wanna shout!Free me..free my love...You're ma number one, I'm sure..whether I end up rich or God forbid poor..but that doesn't matter does it?Cuz my love is free..my only guarantee..not silver nor gold..not that SUV..lol..Its all in a dream n I pray, when will I get my amazing one right..Oh Jeez.I pray it's tonight..A-mazing..that's who you are..leading the pack by far..You're ma number 1 that's what I'm about..all I'll say is, make it count..

Be Wise...

The Figure Will Wither, The Beauty Will Fade, So Youthful Stupor You Must Evade..Love Those Who Love You & Keep Them Near So When Those Days Come You'll Have No Fear! - by Patrick Clarke

Epiphanies...

I think I'm so weird because I get lots and lots of epiphanies daily..They usually last for a minute or two and at best I think about them for a couple hours. Then I snap back from reality into my little space. Where it's comfy and easier to deal with stuff. But, just today, I had one that I was unable to shrug off. When I tried to factor in the pros and cons along with the cost of ignoring it, it was indeed cheaper to throw it to the wind. But the catch would be that in the long run I'd end up with a few good stories and a whole truck load of regrets. There is no easy way to do what I must, but in order to influence the amount of good stories and regrets I end up with, I must. In this case, working hard and working smartly have no difference between them because they both cost the same. If I had ignored this..bleak future huh?damn...
Don't ignore your epiphanies...you just might be on to something...