Sunday, February 22, 2009
Travels
I went to Ireland this week, after going to Milan last week. These visits opened up my eyes a li'l bit more. Dublin, Ireland is not a glamorous town or anything like that. But, I learned some valuable facts. The Guiness company, is a good business. It owns the most things in Dublin, and they provide good service. All of their former employees will always have a place to eat dinner. They're always welcomed to eat a free meal there forever. Last week in Milan was nice and chilled. Everything in Italy is just sensual & calm. I'm seeing the European way. Next stop:Amsterdam. Then: Paris.
Green & White
Green and White, very important colors. White men run the world in pursuit of green. People with little to nothing import and sell white products while trynna get green. Green can lead to greed, jealousy, and so on and so on. No one really cares about the guy who sells the green, because he's not making serious green, or fucking with another man's green. Fucking with another man's green could mean life or death. All of this was implemented by a white man. He has the green, he distributes the green. Everybody is chasing the green. You gonna use the white man's product to get it? Or abuse the white man's mind?
-Green and White
-Green and White
Mental Exercise
Exercising your brain man, it's harder than lifting weights. Changing your state of mind, that's difficult. No shortcuts around it, you gotta have a heart to heart with that man in the mirror. So far, so good. No big relapse or anything significant. Fighting temptation of sorts; and I been whooping that ass.
Ay, when u get home I gotta move for you, aight? Naw, I'm good.
Waz up with your man, lemme get his number? Naw, I don't want nuffin to do wit that
We goin down to Miami or something, you coming? I gotchu. Naw
You on some otha shit huh? Yeh, some new shit.
Brand new? Niggas gon' think you changed. I know, I am....
So what you don't fuck with everybody no more? Ya'll cool, we'll see who still fuck with who.
Yeh, I'm wit you. But you know..... I ain't tripin off that, I'm still me
You gonna need the money though, how u gon'
deal with that? Be humble, I'll be aight.
You sure? You sound off? Ya'll playing a losing game
What you mean? Listen...
Ay shawty, listen: we love you. If you need anything, Aight, but I'm good t hough.
let me know.
Love me? yeah for the game. Legitimately care about me? Maybe, but everybody selfish to an extent. Is it a body of work I've provided that they in love with? I'm older now, so my work would mean more money. I been to school= more money. I can get more connects= more money. I got a golden boy image=money.
Go legit with it, see what happens. Lesson learned. That's a loser's game. You lose friends, workers, money, freedom, piece of mind & peace at mind.
I like to move how I want, I'm into different moves. Like my father asked me:
I know you can walk. But, where are you walking to?
Ay, when u get home I gotta move for you, aight? Naw, I'm good.
Waz up with your man, lemme get his number? Naw, I don't want nuffin to do wit that
We goin down to Miami or something, you coming? I gotchu. Naw
You on some otha shit huh? Yeh, some new shit.
Brand new? Niggas gon' think you changed. I know, I am....
So what you don't fuck with everybody no more? Ya'll cool, we'll see who still fuck with who.
Yeh, I'm wit you. But you know..... I ain't tripin off that, I'm still me
You gonna need the money though, how u gon'
deal with that? Be humble, I'll be aight.
You sure? You sound off? Ya'll playing a losing game
What you mean? Listen...
Ay shawty, listen: we love you. If you need anything, Aight, but I'm good t hough.
let me know.
Love me? yeah for the game. Legitimately care about me? Maybe, but everybody selfish to an extent. Is it a body of work I've provided that they in love with? I'm older now, so my work would mean more money. I been to school= more money. I can get more connects= more money. I got a golden boy image=money.
Go legit with it, see what happens. Lesson learned. That's a loser's game. You lose friends, workers, money, freedom, piece of mind & peace at mind.
I like to move how I want, I'm into different moves. Like my father asked me:
I know you can walk. But, where are you walking to?
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Miscommunication
Laying across my chest, she look up and asked:You promise not to cheat?... "What game we playin?" I ain't say it, I thought about sayin it. But cheat how I thought, We ain't together, how ima cheat?... She hopped up put her clothes on, crying, cussin, whatever.
I explained that there was no "we". There was me & she... Laughin, drinking, and fuckin don't constitute a relationship... She said friends don't "fuck" friends. I said, "Well they do; they call 'em fuck buddies"
She said that's all I am?...I'm thinkin;
1 .you only see me late at night,
2. You never met family and barely my friends,
3. I met you at the club
So I asked her what she was thinkin. She said cause I was nice, we text every night, and fuck alot.
I shook my head thinkin again. Now I see why it ain't no "you & me" My dick was just good friends with your pussy...
Then I go to lunch with of my male friends the next day. He goes "Son we can talk right? Yeah, I trust you."
I'm thinkin what the fuck 'bout to come outta his mouth. I told him yeah, I'll listen.
He goes off:"Man I fucked this li'l bitch last night right? Then she gonna get up, put her clothes on. Then say it's been fun. So I'm like where you 'bout to go? She talking 'bout she gotta go home. She don't like being up under a nigga all night. So I ask her if something was wrong with my shit right? She gon' tell me, naw I was great, She'll call when she want some more. Like I'm a dick in the jar or some shit. I fucks with her though, I cooked dinner and all that. What you think?"
I told him he was just tripping off nothing. She respecting his space and don't want to rush things. He told me naw; their thing was over after he texted her this morning and found out she was going out to meet another dude for dinner tonight. So I asked what's wrong with that since they weren't serious. He talked about how he treat her, and she was ungrateful and disrespectful. I was thinking maybe he was doing too much and tried to tell him sometimes it be like that. Anyways, I asked him her name and he say "BB."
"BB?"
Damn, I thought. She's taking me out to dinner tonight.
I explained that there was no "we". There was me & she... Laughin, drinking, and fuckin don't constitute a relationship... She said friends don't "fuck" friends. I said, "Well they do; they call 'em fuck buddies"
She said that's all I am?...I'm thinkin;
1 .you only see me late at night,
2. You never met family and barely my friends,
3. I met you at the club
So I asked her what she was thinkin. She said cause I was nice, we text every night, and fuck alot.
I shook my head thinkin again. Now I see why it ain't no "you & me" My dick was just good friends with your pussy...
Then I go to lunch with of my male friends the next day. He goes "Son we can talk right? Yeah, I trust you."
I'm thinkin what the fuck 'bout to come outta his mouth. I told him yeah, I'll listen.
He goes off:"Man I fucked this li'l bitch last night right? Then she gonna get up, put her clothes on. Then say it's been fun. So I'm like where you 'bout to go? She talking 'bout she gotta go home. She don't like being up under a nigga all night. So I ask her if something was wrong with my shit right? She gon' tell me, naw I was great, She'll call when she want some more. Like I'm a dick in the jar or some shit. I fucks with her though, I cooked dinner and all that. What you think?"
I told him he was just tripping off nothing. She respecting his space and don't want to rush things. He told me naw; their thing was over after he texted her this morning and found out she was going out to meet another dude for dinner tonight. So I asked what's wrong with that since they weren't serious. He talked about how he treat her, and she was ungrateful and disrespectful. I was thinking maybe he was doing too much and tried to tell him sometimes it be like that. Anyways, I asked him her name and he say "BB."
"BB?"
Damn, I thought. She's taking me out to dinner tonight.
Right
"You ever gonna' stop?" Diamond asks. Right-hand hears her but no immediate response. Instead, he keeps his eyes on the road and remains silent.
"Stop what?"
"You know what I am talking about... I just get worried. You don't need the money, you're doing good."
"What makes you so convinced I been doing something?" Right-hand asks looking over into the passenger seat.
Diamond has no idea why Right-hand likes to go through this unnecessary BS sometimes. She shakes her head,"It ain't rocket science, it's the only time you ignore me that."
Right-hand nods, still nor ready to engage in the conversation,"Who said I was ignoring you? I knew you were coming down to the bar." He only knew because he knew Diamond would come looking for him, and she knew he'd be at that bar.
"And how you know that?"
"You always come looking for me down there. Runnin' up in there like you somebody motha or something."
"So you think you know me? "
"I hope so...I sure hope so."
Diamond folded her arms and kept her head out the window the rest of the ride. The dead silence in the car doesn't matter to Right-hand, he enjoys the slight summer breeze, and rides. He knows Diamond will get over it soon. Diamond sits in the corner thinking about how much of an asshole RIght-hand is; but she knows something good is going to come of their time together. He never lets her down in that sense.
They pull up and get out at Right-hand's condo. Right-hand walks in the house and opens the balcony door where Diamonds sits. He goes and pour favorite wine, Rendezvous. He pours his Bone VSOP. "Waz up though? You mad at me?"
Diamond doesn't respond this time, she sips from her glass almost mocking Right-hand's performance from the car. Right-hand laughs and leans against the side rail. Then Diamond finally breaks her silence.
"You made me miss my movie, asshole."
"First thing in the morning, before my flight leaves"
"Then what? You be MIA for another month?"
"You funny, I work like you. Why u mad?"
" I am not mad..."
"I bought you a ticket to met me down in Florida, you can come down thursday night. We staying at my beach house in Key West."
"Sometimes, I swear you no good."
""Yeah, me too.."
"Stop what?"
"You know what I am talking about... I just get worried. You don't need the money, you're doing good."
"What makes you so convinced I been doing something?" Right-hand asks looking over into the passenger seat.
Diamond has no idea why Right-hand likes to go through this unnecessary BS sometimes. She shakes her head,"It ain't rocket science, it's the only time you ignore me that."
Right-hand nods, still nor ready to engage in the conversation,"Who said I was ignoring you? I knew you were coming down to the bar." He only knew because he knew Diamond would come looking for him, and she knew he'd be at that bar.
"And how you know that?"
"You always come looking for me down there. Runnin' up in there like you somebody motha or something."
"So you think you know me? "
"I hope so...I sure hope so."
Diamond folded her arms and kept her head out the window the rest of the ride. The dead silence in the car doesn't matter to Right-hand, he enjoys the slight summer breeze, and rides. He knows Diamond will get over it soon. Diamond sits in the corner thinking about how much of an asshole RIght-hand is; but she knows something good is going to come of their time together. He never lets her down in that sense.
They pull up and get out at Right-hand's condo. Right-hand walks in the house and opens the balcony door where Diamonds sits. He goes and pour favorite wine, Rendezvous. He pours his Bone VSOP. "Waz up though? You mad at me?"
Diamond doesn't respond this time, she sips from her glass almost mocking Right-hand's performance from the car. Right-hand laughs and leans against the side rail. Then Diamond finally breaks her silence.
"You made me miss my movie, asshole."
"First thing in the morning, before my flight leaves"
"Then what? You be MIA for another month?"
"You funny, I work like you. Why u mad?"
" I am not mad..."
"I bought you a ticket to met me down in Florida, you can come down thursday night. We staying at my beach house in Key West."
"Sometimes, I swear you no good."
""Yeah, me too.."
Left
On the ride home from the bar that night, Lefty was stuck in deep thought. Right-hand still feeling normal and non-chalant made Lefty feel a little off. He didn't want to jeopardize Right-hand's fortune anymore. He knows that after tonight, he's really alone on the streets. He won't let Right-hand relapse again. Right-hand has a wife-in-waiting, businesses, investments, vacation homes. He's set, and he will always look out for me is what Lefty thought. At the same time, he's given Lefty money but Lefty was all about flipping it, and that's not a problem to Right-hand, or so it seems. They rode in silence, it felt as if an elephant was in the car. Lefty turned the radio off and to approach the silence.
"Son, thank you. Never again" Lefty said.
"I feel you," Right-hand responded.
"You know how life is, and I just thought......."
"It's aight son, trust me." Right-hand interrupted.
"Naw, you got too much to lose."
"What I got, you got. You know me."
"Yeah, live it up for me" said Lefty.
"I gotchu."
The silence crept back into the car, as the two came to agreement. They understood each other. This was the first time they had a talk of this nature, since it came time to choose colleges. They weren't on the same page in their decisions.
"Hit me," Right-hand said as Lefty got out of the car feeling as though he left something behind once again. No more runs with my man, he thought.
He strolled in his house feeling kind of bittersweet. He picked up his phone, and texted one of his late night freaks from his extensive collection. Who's tongith's lucky winner. He can't stand being alone at night...
"Son, thank you. Never again" Lefty said.
"I feel you," Right-hand responded.
"You know how life is, and I just thought......."
"It's aight son, trust me." Right-hand interrupted.
"Naw, you got too much to lose."
"What I got, you got. You know me."
"Yeah, live it up for me" said Lefty.
"I gotchu."
The silence crept back into the car, as the two came to agreement. They understood each other. This was the first time they had a talk of this nature, since it came time to choose colleges. They weren't on the same page in their decisions.
"Hit me," Right-hand said as Lefty got out of the car feeling as though he left something behind once again. No more runs with my man, he thought.
He strolled in his house feeling kind of bittersweet. He picked up his phone, and texted one of his late night freaks from his extensive collection. Who's tongith's lucky winner. He can't stand being alone at night...
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
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