Wednesday, March 29, 2006

The Breeze

The slight breeze
sends a coolness to my warmth
easing the burden of today's sun

This same slight breeze
takes me away to another world
of visions untold as stories unfold

On this slight breeze
I feel my essence -- my mojo
as my inherent nature gurgles and rises
sharpening my senses as this breeze
invigorates my soul

I retreat within--and yet
the breeze catches me, swirls around me
softly it plays up with me--teasingly
whispering its notes in my peripheral exterior

Oh breeze, this breeze
soak me with your uniqueness
guide me with your precociousness
and leave me with your strength

Copyright ©2006 DA

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"Concentration comes out of a combination of confidence and hunger." - Arnold Palmer

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Each Day

Each day a new struggle finds me...yet as I progress during the day...more often than not the struggle becomes minute as I attack it...what at first seemed insurmountable and a headace becomes a victory...now there's a challenge one can not beat...so this challenge I think about...but I don't dwell on it...I choose to live and enjoy it instead...

Each new day I awake with hopes of a panacea for all things bad in my life...some I can accomplish all by myself with persistence, dedication and resolve...and yet...some I need help...and then some again...there's no help that can be sought...

Every day as sit in the stillness of the morning...I'm unsure what awaits me when the light swallows the darkness...my mind races with thoughts, wishes and concerns...I think about all the good things of my life and all the good people in my life...I wish for richness...but then...I'm already rich in so many ways...other than money...but it would be a nice compliment...I'm not a spring chicken anymore so I'm concerned more now than any other thing in my life... about health...for my mom...my son's mother...my son...I know about my dad's afflictions...and me...

Each day and every day...I sit and wonder about my lifestyle...when I was young with allusions of grandeur...I had and experienced that along the way...my failed relationships with great people... who like me have character flaws...but more importantly and more so...it's unresolved issues...that have been the resultant factor in my failed trists...brought on by the lack of open and honest communication...the one person I truly loved unconditionally is no longer with me...and my heart bleeds each day...

Today...I awake and I write...I write with a smile...for hope is always on my side...In the recesses of my mind...I know that new things and a new someone is out there...so each day I cherish the hope and my prince...and I thank God that I can breathe...

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"An idea is salvation by imagination." - Frank Lloyd Wright

Monday, March 27, 2006

Good Friday

It was Good Friday, a holy day and a day of no work...so we could sleep in a later than usual...around ten I got up and made coffee for my beau, tea for me and a light breakfast...we sat up in bed watching television...it was a good morning. Stepf asked what would I like to do today...I told him it's a holy day of obligation for me and that I would be attending church between 12 to 3 pm...he asked if I had to go to church...I said "yes I do"...Stepf wanted us to do something together this day...it was fine by me but it would have to be after church...

He settled for that answer...or so I thought...He's not a church going man...he stopped going to church a long time ago...according to him...he carries his spiritualism within...which was fine by me...to each his own...but he couldn't correlate Church and me...for it always seemed that I would choose church on Sundays instead of staying in with him on our one day off together...my response to him would be ... what's three hours of twenty four...

Anyhow I went to church...venerated, prayed...and asked God for forgiveness...for I knew what I do...and still do it...and came back to the condo only to find a note on the bed that he decided to go by work and that I should call him once I've read the note...I called and Stepf said he would be back in ten minutes...the luxury 700 room hotel on the beach he managed was literally two minutes away.

Stepf walked in with a bottle of Chardonnay...and a platter of seafood prepared by the chef...needless to say it was delicious...he was a good mood...a very good mood...smiling and kidding around compared to his sombre state earlier...we actually spent the next two hours being primal with one another...I don't know if it was the wine or a need to expel the tension...but it was damn good...we were so sweaty...good sex sweat... that we took a shower together and did it again...it's something about water constantly pouring on you in a carnal nature that gets me all horny and crazed...I took him like a crazed animal who hasn't had food in days.

All spent out we rested for a bit...and decided that we would go out...to a local pub run by a dyke policewoman and her lover...and have dinner and a few drinks...we were having a great time for we haven't been out in a minute because of our busy schedules and travel...I'm an apparel buyer for large retail business...In walks an aquaintance whom I haven't seen in years...comes over to our table...two of Stepf friends have joined us by then...and says hello to everyone...I stood up and he hugs me...and we chit chatted for about five minutes...and he left and went to sit at the bar...all through this exchange Stepf was watching me...even after he left Stepf was watching this friend of mine...apparently unbeknown to me...my aquaintance was glancing every now and then at our table...presumably at me...my back was to him but Stepf was facing him...something happened in there and to this day I don't know what it is...five minutes later Stepf announced that he was tired and ready to go...and I was like but I thought we were staying for a bit and wait for Cousin and his lover to show up so that we all could go down to the club...Stepf insisted that he was tired and ready to go but I knew anytime his lips went in that straight line...he was mad or something was wrong...so I bid his friends good night...they too thought it sort of strange...as we were leaving my aquaintance got up from the bar, called out my name, came over and hugged me and told me to give him a call...and that it was nice seeing me again...we left...

We rode in silence for the next ten minutes to the condo...if I didn't know something was wrong earlier...I knew right at this moment...Stepf only behaves this way when he's upset...so I asked him what was wrong...then Mount Kilamanjaro erupted...jealousy is just one of the roots of all evil...a deadly one especially when one feels wounded...He questioned me at no lengths about this aquaintance of mine...and I told him the truth...we met during a course that I had to attend for work at the Chamber of Commerce...he happened to sit on the side of me during the seminar...I had no idea he was gay...until tonight when he walked in...it was more of a surprise...than anything...well as far as Stepf was concern...this was not the truth...to him it seemed more...it was five minutes or less we talked in front of him...I was so put out by his accusations that I changed my clothes and told him to grow the fuck up and get over it...nothing happened between us...Stepf suspects anyone that talks to me...over the years I've learned to deal with his insecurity on this issue...but I'd be damn if I let his insecurities disrupt my friendships...I went to bed after he said our body language when we were talking said something else...

He eventually came to bed...and started his shit again...but this time...questioned the whole day...Why did you have to go to church when you knew I wanted to spend the whole day with you...called me uncaring and selfish...selfish because I went to church...you knew this was the only day we could be together... it was too much and I was tired and didn't feel the need to respond to his lame ass about this shit...I rolled over, closed my eyes, tuned his ass out and went to sleep...

It was around two am...I felt like I was choking...couldn't catch my breath...it felt as if someone was choking me...I opened my eyes...and my horror began...the blood rushing to my head...Stepf was on top of me choking me...his eyes were crazed and I was stunned into disbelief...it finally hit me that he was trying to kill me...and shouting at me...bitch, slut...and the like...when you have to survive you do everything in your power to survive and I did just that... I manuevered myself until I had some leverage and shoved him off of me...he's a bigger guy than me...but at that moment it did matter if I was to survive...he fell on the floor and I got off the bed...He was about to get up and I told him don't...he started to apologize and apologize...I was angry, stunned and definitely not hearing him...I picked up the phone and called my brother who lived just around the corner to come for me...

It was Good Friday...

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"Recompense injury with justice, and recompense kindness with kindness." - Confucius

Thursday, March 23, 2006

The Saga continues...

Today I share an email I received from a friend...I'm sure he sent this email to me for personal reasons...however... the thoughts expressed in this email hit home...I called this the continuing saga of the black gay male...have a read:

A buddy of mine recently broke up with his partner of six years because his partner grew tired and bored with him. Now suddenly single, he is on a quest to sleep with and mess around with anyone he chooses because he is tired of being a nice guy in a lifestyle that does not appreciate it.

After two months of whoring, he is now convinced that his life is in more turmoil and is more unstable than it was prior to his break up with his ex lover. Approaching his 40's, my buddy is now going through a severe depression because he is feeling that he is getting to old to play games that he typically looses at, and the fact that he does not want to grow old alone. After eating dinner with him and another mutual friend, I posed a question of why you feel that as gay men we are never satisfied? I received many answers to this one question, but these five answers actually give us the best explanations of to why many of us are never satisfied.

1. Commitments

Are Taken LightlyHave you ever started a project that you did not complete? We all may have been there at one part in our lives or not, but one of the sole factors of why black gay men are never satisfied is because we never commit to anything. We may drop out of school, live with people without committing to them but enjoy all the attributes that they may bring to the table and migrant from job to job like nomads. When we actually, "Get somewhere and Sat Down," we can start to see the advantages of being committed to projects and relationships. Commitments stabilizes our lives and makes us deal with issues without running away from them which is something most black gay men and men period really need in our lives.

2. Insecurities

Many black gay men truly do not know what they want because they are too insecure within themselves about who they are. So, in turn, we go out and try to create lives that we feel that society would be happy with, but, we end up in the end hurting ourselves and others. Many of us get married, have children, and create a "Leave It to Beaver Household" because we have not accepted the obvious in fear of being ostracized by society. If we are DL, we are mentally and physically placing both the men and women in our lives at risk with this type of behavior by sleeping with men and not committing to them, and placing your family at risk by possibly not having a mother and a father in the future from promiscuous sex that you may be doing at the time. Instead of coming to grasp with our sexuality, we may hide behind sex, food, sleep, alcohol, or drugs, or any combination there of to seek refuge. We need to accept the fact that we like other men despite the fear of being ostracized because in the end when we seek to manipulate anyone, we always reap what we have sown.

3. Unrealistic Expectations

I want a man with a body like L.L. Cool J, a face like Boris Kudjoe, money like Sean P Diddy Combs. He has to be an intelligent thug who has a lot of money and knows how to bring it correct in the bed. He has to be tall, ultra masculine, live in a great neighborhood in a fierce house with a Mercedes parked in the driveway. Does this sound foolish? That's because it is. We as black gay men have the hardest time being satisfied because we are looking for something that will not bring us happiness because it can not be found. We are constantly over looking nice men who may not be as fit, hard, sexy, intelligent, or wealthy as some other men, but they will treat you the way you should be treated in a relationship. Does this mean that we should do away with high expectations? NO, it means that we should not create expectations that we are forever chasing but never finding.

4. Past Issues

What is swept under the rug will cause you to trip over it eventually is a very true statement. Overlooking problems can be a quick fix to many of us, but in the end it brings more damage than good. Unresolved problems can lead us having anger problems, health issues, and unstable lives. Many gay men are not satisfied in life from this one reason because the one or few problems that we did not resolve is constantly recurring in our lives causing us not to live fulfilled and joyous lives. We can only get to this point when we tackle a problem and deal with it. The truth may hurt at the time, but it will hurt more in the future if they are not dealt with in a timely manner.

5. No High Expectations for Self

I want a big bank account! I want a job that pays a lot of money! I want to live in Buckhead, Manhattan, Lakeshore Drive, Colombia, MD, Beverly Hills, Germantown, and/or Austin. We have big dreams, but little drive and reality sometimes. Is our talk more than our drive? Many times the answer is yes. If we want to be taken seriously in society, we have got to demand more from ourselves. If we spend more money on clothes and cars than we do in savings, paying for school, and paying for a mortgage, then, we expect very little from ourselves. We have to display discipline in our lives that will bring us large bank accounts, a steady and prosperous career, and a nice home in an affluent neighborhood. The problem that many of us face is that we want these things without doing the ground work which can attain these dreams. We must practice patience and hard work because it is truth in the saying that patience is its own reward.

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"There are people who, instead of listening to what is being said to them, are already listening to what they are going to say themselves." - Albert Guinon

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

By Chance...A Crush

It's a Lipton's morning and I'm enjoying it as the tea wakes my soul and touches places inside to let me know I'm alive...it's another great morning...cool with a slight breeze....but the air is brisk and fresh...so wonderful...

I'm sitting here going over my yesterday going ons...last evening I had a conversation with a friend...whom I hadn't heard from in a minute...and I'm thinking...Have you guys ever liked or had a crush on someone you knew or didn't know...and you never had the opportunity or failed to take advantage of an opportunity to tell them...yet still...you've always held that feeling or crush locked away but close to you...then you see the person over and over...or once every blue moon...and those feelings come out and erupt into a smile...but yet you still don't convey the feelings to them...

Now, just say...the person harbored the same feelings or crush and hid the same feelings away from you...by now...you guys are just kewl friends...and both of you date other people...but are cordial to each other each and every time you happen to see one another which is sparsely...It's interesting to note they never exchanged numbers, emails or personal info...

Dinner...

A group of friends and their significant others are invited to a dinner party...now the host doesn't know that you know one of the guest that's going to be there....but it's just by happenchance that the host knew that casual aquaintance of yours....real good...so hence...you and your date, casual "crush" friend and his date...among others show up...

Of course...being gay...and of the gentry class...as Cousin would say...means that alot of showboating...and grandstanding ---drama--- would be happening....about six couples were on time but the other six...had to make grand entrances meaning late...which of course included...my friend and his guest...the tension started pretty earlier...as the "casual" friend was the one to answer the doorbell and open the door for my friend and his date...

Just for a second imagine those initial moments when it registered to both of them that they were in the same place...at the same time...up close and personal in each other's face...those few moments felt like and eternity...the sparkling of the eyes (recognition), the exchange of warm smiles (appreciation for one another), and then the clincher....no handshake but a hug that seemed to be too close for a first time (the yearning of touch) --- all the signs were there in the clear but the danger lurked right on the side of my friend...imagine too, the look on my friend's date...as he took in all this...red flags started to raise...

The story continues...but I think you get the picture...Has this ever happened to you...maybe in a different place...setting but all the same it happened... let me know...

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"We find no real satisfaction or happiness in life without obstacles to conquer and goals to achieve." - Maxwell Maltz

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Stormy Weather

Stormy weather
The clouds are moving through the skies

Nowhere for me to turn
Nowhere for me to go too now
I'm all alone
The tears are raining down my face

I need someone to calm my fears
Cause deep inside my soul is raging
with hurt no one knows
It's cold outside
The rain is pelting down

I never knew love before
It walked out of my life so young
like a candle whose flame
has blown out the light

Help me please
I'm crying out for someone to listen to me
I'm all ashamed and so afraid to take a step

The sky is dark and dreary
and still it's storming
This is my sad song....

Copyright ©2006 DA


QUOTE OF THE DAY
"Experience is the name everyone gives to their mistakes." - Oscar Wilde

Monday, March 20, 2006

Then and Now...Nostalgic Monday

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After work yesterday .... some old friends were visting the island...and we spent the afternoon together talking about "childish things" back in the day-- of no teeth and wearing underwear all day long --as the mode of dress in and around the house....We spent about two hours going through all the albums I have of my years growing up...My mom was a big Kodak instant picture freak and would take photos at inappropriate moments...There's quite a few photos... lets just say-- that are not for viewing consumption...lol...we had a great time getting together and sharing...somehow I miss those days of naive ... no teeth... being bad or learning how to...lol... you always knew you were bad when beatings or reprimands came from anyone, any time any place...mother, father, aunty, neighbor...or grammy!

It's Monday...the start of yet another week of suprises...and then who knows...I feel great and I'm happy to be here to share once again...the thoughts and goings of a regular laid back brotha appreciating you and the things in life...

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others." - Cicero

Thursday, March 16, 2006

Thursday's Thoughts

"It was midnight and the sky was clear...no stars...actually beautiful in its darkness...hiding all my insecurities and yet fueling my internal excitement of anticipation...this was the day I had decided...sixty three years into her life...that I would erase any doubts...any unanswered questions...for I was tired of inuendos, snide remarks...snipets and the like...why now?...not that I have too but the evolution of me requires honesty"...

Wow! I feel great...but a little sore this morning from my workout...my legs are killing me...running the steep sixty six stairs ten times...but I'm grateful...and happy that I can do that...it just means I'm out of shape...

The short passage above came from my private collection of thoughts...that I really don't share but this morning on my Mom's b-day...I'm reminded of a time and a place...where duplicity of life...should end...it takes some of us awhile to get to a certain point in life where the understanding of true character causes us to undergo a metonia --- change of heart ... during this process a lot of things we value... we find that the value is overstated and non essential to our happiness really as we evolve into our rebirth ... and henceforth ... the qualities we seek in others should begin with us -- first!

Take your time
and feed your mind
with thoughts of peace

Console your spirit
reconcile your heart
seek yea God---and
the the world will be yours...

taken from the "Intimates" by DA

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"The price of greatness is responsibility."- Sir Winston Churchill

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

She Is Woman

On this hump day Wednesday...I sitting here under the morning sky...listening to the sounds of chirping birds... musing about my mother...how at times...she could get me so worked up...and then...at times I can't believe her strength...and love...

Grandeur is the miracle
that is bestowed upon us.
Radiant the smile that confronts.
Sacred, are her eyes
that unfold before the other.
Alluring and demanding is her voice.
Oblivious is the mind of the other,
of the wonders she is capable of.
Indescrible is an understatment, because,
the state of art is beautiful.
She is as precious as the diamonds
that are her best friend...
She is WOMAN.

Copyright ©2006 DA

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"Turbulence is life force. It is opportunity. Let's love turbulence and use it for change."
- Ramsay Clark

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Happiness

Well...I'm up and back at it once again...thanks... Lord for life and breath...everytime I pickup the newspaper, read the news on the internet or just watch the local news...death becomes us in some shape or form...we seek always to answer this question...Why can't we just get along?...Is it that difficult...obviously it is...in a world of power and greed...the equation of those that have and then those that don't seem to rule our consciousness and we base our happiness on preceived standards...set by others.

I'm guilty as well...for accepting that status quo for most of my adult life...however...things have changed with me in the last two years...I appreciate happiness in the little things...I cherish happiness in the persons that I'm in contact with...and my soul loves happiness in its life...so I create it, breathe it and cultivate it each and every day...instead of always complaining when things goes wrong or I don't get my way...instead I look at the bright side of each situation and in each day...turn a cheek one more time when someone upsets me...having happiness in my life has made me a calmer person...a nicer person...a "get along" person.

If you seek happiness...seek you, define all the things that you make you happy...and gradually do these things each day...and I'll bet...you'll smile more...feel free of some of the baggage you carry around...but most of all...being in tune with happiness and accepting you...for you...will help eradicate that question of...Why can't we just get along?

Today...I'll be pondering on "Thoughts to Ponder" courtesy of author Jay Jay...some of the things are easily said...but they're achievable...if the application of one thoughts and deeds are exemplified and manifested in our daily lives...

Do more than belong, participate. Do more than care, help. Do more than believe, practice. Do more than be fair, be kind. Do more than forgive, forget. Do more than dream, work.

There are two kinds of people in the world: those who make excuses and those who get results. An excuse person will find any excuse for why a job was not done, and a results person will find any reason why it can be done. Be a creator, not a reactor.

To speak ill of others is a dishonest way of praising ourselves ... let us be above such transparent egotism.



QUOTE OF THE DAY
"Dignity consists not in possessing honors, but in the consciousness that we deserve them." - Aristotle

Monday, March 13, 2006

Just When....

I'm enjoying the pleasures of living in paradise...with a weekend off...Monday shows up...and strikes me back into the real world...where much more clothing is needed for the body...oh well...how was your weekend?....

I'm back at it this am...mediating on "Jesus is the Center of My Joy"... I first heard this song sang at the blessing of the new Holy Angels Catholic Church in Chicago...I fell in love instantly with this song...it has "mocho" meaning for me...but I'll share that story
with you guys another time...I digress...to a happy moment...

So few words...so little time...he called...I yearned to hear his voice...to consume it...from such a distance...but...he called...I wanted to say so much...yet our conversation was but a minute...and yet he still called...the internal thrill of hearing his voice...the comfort of knowing he cares...and then...he says "babes"....that moment and word was amazing...so much meaning packed into that combination of five letters...and yet he still called...

This rambling of words on my part reminds me of the time...and a special poem...which in fact have meaning for multiple events in my life....I've posted it before...but like I said it's special...and I see some meaning in it today....

"Sweet Expressions"

How can I write...
about my forlorn, my longing, my hurt.
How can I write...
your lips, your beauty, your presence.
How can I write...
about our mutual desires only satiated by time, by need, by existence.
How can I write...
about my sweet expressions.

Copyright ©2006 DA

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"I would rather have a mind opened by wonder than one closed by belief." - Gerry Spence

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Friday, March 10, 2006

Surprise!

It was late...and I had about ten minutes left before the gym closed...it was only me and two other ladies in the gym...I had a good workout.....As I walked towards the entrance of the sauna room, I could see that the glass portion of the door was misty so I knew the steam was in full effect and that was good thing....or so I thought...I stepped in...and thought I heard a whimper...I was not only startled for a second but it took a minute for my eyes to adjust to the steam....and when it did...boy didn't I get a surprise...up against the opposite wall with their backs towards me....was two well known straight muscle boys...or so I thought...now I truly can say "butch"... getting an extra workout to release the stress of a carnal nature...

Muscle boys were so into it...they didn't even hear me enter....I stood there transfixed...I could not believe it...although I must say...I've had dreams of one of them...for the brotha is definitely made from a mole of body perfection....and his mom and dad...was definitely on point when the unison of that seed was copulated...to say phine would be an understatement...I've never seen this brotha without a fine ass sexy lady accompaning him...anywhere...there's this one brown skin Halle Berry type...that seems to be his main squeeze...but the brotha has it going on to say the least...who would have thought....never in a million years...

I must have been staring...lost in thought...but the energy in the sauna was so hot...my phallus was stimulated....and so was my mind...I wasn't afraid as much as I was excited at looking at all those muscles glistening with sweat beads running down every ripple...one dick was so erect you could walk across a ravine...it wouldn't break...I couldn't see the other one...as it was encased by a hungry hole...I took a few steps towards them.. suddenly my feet hit a water bottle on the floor...I knocked it over...and suddenly muscle boys turned around...everyone froze...
they both looked at me...and I them...

It was a moment I would never forget....the moments directors get paid to create for viewer consumption...I was in this moment and I could tell you...the sweat beads was pouring down on me...what should I do...what should I say....or should I...


QUOTE OF THE DAY
"There is only one success - to be able to spend your life in your own way." - Christopher Morley

BTW....

My son did well yesterday....he surprised me...I was so proud...he came in second in the high jump...with a personal best of 6'5...two local track club recruiters approached me...to sign him up...says he has natural talent at 16...with training and technical skills he'll do well....the winner of the high jump broke the national record with a jump of 7'1....he's a veteran under 20 whose represented the country before who trains and is in a track club...His 4 x 100 team won their heat...and are the favorites to win the finals today...he also has the 4 x 400 final today as well...their favorites to win that as well...My best friend whose daughter also participated...had a serious talk with my son...to convince him that he should train and he's willing to train him...so we will see how it goes....

It's the weekend once again....so be safe...and do the things that only "you" can do...

Thursday, March 09, 2006

4 Decades

My spiritual mediation this morning is on a poem I'm working..."The Lord is the Keeper of My Soul"....a special hello to all of you this morning...it's a new day...besides one or two physical aches...I'm happy to be here taking in the beauty around me and breathing in the morning scent...I'm back to Passion tea...and it's helping me with my lenten fast...lol

With death there's still life...and today I...no...We, all must go on...the tears that are left to cry really are ours for ourselves...so today I plan on putting back on my smile and cherishing life and the people I work with and especially my friends....all of whom are special....

Yesterday after work I hit the National Stadium where my son was participating in the Private High School Nationals...he made it to the finals of the 100m...and came third in the 110 hurdles final...the boy does not train nor practice but he has talent....he participates in the high jump final today...he's a bit reluctant at 16...but has a lot of confidence...so we'll see how he fares...I gave him an added incentive if he wins...but he doesn't I'll still give it to him...the boy has courage...

I'm feeling I need a break...a trip away...for a weekend...should I visit you? Let me know...

A very special friend...asked to me to write a poem titled "4 Decades" for his parents 40th anniversary...(what a great number...wink) it's so great to see marriage as it's meant to be...for better or worse...marriage is not a dying institution...kudos to them for being role models...my friend sent his parents on a trip to the beautiful island of Puerto Rico to spend some time together and celebrate each other --- wow!


Grandeur is the miracle
Your love bestowed upon me
Sacred is the love
I cherish – and
One day hope to be.

Unraveled by time I watched
Four decades of love
Nurture and grow
From the seeds you sow.

On this day, your day
Remembering “I Do”
Celebrate your love,
As I do -- with you.

My gift to you,
Is “thank you” –
For so many memories…
And --
For being you.

Happy Anniversary!


Copyright ©2006 DA

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

The Mourning...

Today, we bury a son of the soil, a father, a brother, a cousin and friend...although today is sad for many...I've come to grips with sadness for it seems the older I get the more demises I see...and each time it hits me just as hard...I think about "my time" all the time now...and I've come to accept the inevitable...so I strive each and every day to make my life count even more so...plant a seed in someone today to enrich their lives, help a brother or sister to achieve....educate someone about life as you know....be a mentor --- be a good friend...most of all be of good cheer and do good deeds.

After all, we are who we are...and our characters reflect that...

Every moment of my life
I yearned to be perfect in peace
--with harmony

As I stroll through life
filled intermittently with strife
I open my soul more
To the beauty of each of you
more so-- than ever before

Tested and tried have become
-- my educators
Scaring me with experiences
Opening inner windows…leaving me stripped

But yet still—
All I have…is nothing
If not for the innocence of my character

Every moment of my life
I yearned to be perfect in peace
--with harmony


Copyright ©2006 DA

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"Character is higher than intellect. A great soul will be strong to live, as well as to think."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

All Over The Place

It's been a trying nine days for me...I'm certainly going through a test...in order for me to have testimony at a later time...but I'm back sitting down in my favorite chair sipping on some hot Lipton brisk tea in this am...

oops I digress...

I tried to turned over after a peaceful sleep last night...but couldn't move...I was constrained somehow...opened my eyes and realized all my limbs was tied to a four poster bed...spread eagle in my birthday suit...as my eyes adjusted in the candle lit room everything seemed strange and unknown to me...shit it hit me...I didn't have a four poster bed...I looked up at the ceiling and I could make out that two other men were in the room from the reflection in the square mirrors inbedded in the ceiling...two tall bodybuilder type men dressed in leather...with whips and chains...ummm where was I....I shook my head as I knew I was dreaming...but was I...

I digress again...

It's funny I went out on a limb on Sunday and did something I would not normally do...but the "wtajr" was quite receptive...I think something is seriously stirring in that direction...and it's definitely not gumpo soup...

I digress again...

The Oscars are over...and I should have taken up www.savvy101.blogspot.com on his predications...my pockets would have been a few dollars heavier...my histronic brother is almost pyshic...lol

I digress again...

I'm thinking about going to the Dominican Republic www.monaga.blogspot.com or Puerto Rico http://www.sanjuanbrothas.com/ this May for a change...anyone wants to go...although you know...sand is already on the beach...!

As you may have already noted...my thoughts are all over the place this morning...this is exactly how my last nine days have been with all my trials..."all over the place"... I just need to clear my migrane...motrine just doesn't cut it...but I think I know what could...that's another story...but...for now let's continue the story....

No, I was not dreaming...both guys approaced from either side of the bed, leaned over and started to rub their hands all over my body... caressing my parts...proding my sunshine...all my emotions were churning all over the place coupled with fear...but it felt good...but that lasted but a second...and then the muscle man "A" stood up...and hurled his whip with such force at my stomach while muscle man "B" aggressively sucked on my nipples...ohh my...terror and pleasure....I yelled out...

It's about that time now...I have to make my way to the JOB....so be safe and have a blessed day...I leave you with Aristotle...

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"Dignity consists not in possessing honors, but in the consciousness that we deserve them." - Aristotle

Monday, March 06, 2006

Tardiness is a Bitch!

I got up very late this morning ... so just dropping a note...that I'll be posting later today...I leave you with the....

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"The secret of a good life is to have the right loyalties and hold them in the right scale of values." - Norman Thomas

Friday, March 03, 2006

Before Blog...

Before I was nothing
Life -- a transient maze,
always recognizable never obscured.
Until I met him
He became my cross
To deny selfishness became my sacrifice.
My consumption was his delight
His mortality --- mine
His happiness unfolds like the morning rose.
His gift was life
His love, my obsession
His warmth, my desire.
The vital existence of my lifeline
depended on his gift.
For if there was no sun...
no plants would blossom.

Copyright ©2006 DA

Writing as an outlet has given me so much pleasure and I marvel at times at the words I write. I've always been told to surpress your past and move forward with your future but the past is my inspiration for all my writings. I can now look back at some personal penned writings and smile when I think of all the hurt and pain I’ve been through and seeing it expressed in poetry brings about a certain healing. This is my life and I offer a part of me to you.

It’s been a long time since I’ve penned my words on paper or computer for that matter. My days now are dismal and spirits low for I was caught up in happiness in a foreign land with a foreign man and for the life of me I truly did not see sadness creep in and obliterated what I thought, and quite frankly it was obliviously only me that thought that I had finally found home and there was no place like that home, our happy home. But that’s another story, another time with an insanely sane educated brother that in retrospect made common sense seem uncommon. (check out my boy-- Jay Jay's -- writing in a previous post --- The Death of Common Sense) It always seem to be that the more my feelings are dampen and hurt this repress aggression that I keep locked inside only erupts when my relationships have ended and there’s a need for me to grieve and thus leads me to vocalize in writing as therapy.

Sitting by the window seat onboard Delta flight 6356 in seat 7A making my way to the country of my birth I stared aimlessly at the triangular stream of never ending white beams shooting out like a prism as they penetrated the white cloudy sky. Without even realizing its beauty and the transforming awesomeness of the moment, I was lost in my thoughts and invisible tears. Why? I continually asked myself am I in this position again. You would think that on the verge of forty my years of experiences would have taught me about vulnerability and its affects on the human soul. Love has this incredible tranquilizing ingredient that intoxicates the soul and unbeknown to you it permeates your soul and causes you to do things that you would not do ordinarily. So we landed at 6pm after traveling over the most beautiful emerald green seashore your eyes would ever see, the land of my home, my comfort zone.

I'm home...on the beach...this weekend...enjoying me.... You enjoy you this weekend...
Shout outs to Jay Jay...Savvy101...Jerry in Lilburn...and "My Prince"...

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live." - Henry David Thoreau

Thursday, March 02, 2006

I Smile Again....

Have you ever felt down and out, had a miserable day...your thought process was hap hazard all day...and physically you felt drain...and then...you get an unexpected phone call...an email...or flowers...from someone special...and it causes you to smile for the first time...and make the dreariness of the day just slip away...If your single, like me...you know what I'm talking about...

It's 4:55 am in the morning...and I'm re-evaluating yesterday...I do this all the time...mainly as I keep a diary...thinking what I could have done or should have done...on the job and in my personal going-ons...I was really lost yesterday...and then...I got home and received an email...that simply said..."hello"...from that special person...and I know that "hello" was written with feelings and care behind it...I really appreciated the simple effort it took for them to do so...that's why I find them special...

Sometimes you meet people at the wrong time in your life...like right after a break up with your partner...but I asked myself...is it really the wrong time...for me...it is...too much emotional shit on the inside...that has to heal, cleanse and be renewed...but that doesn't stop a person from appreciating another...time has a way...through consistency to realize that "other" special people exist...

I like to say a special hello to my friend Lexus in Decatur... your on mind...in my thoughts...and thank you for being you...and for making me...smile.

QUOTE OF THE DAY
"Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear - not absence of fear." - Mark Twain

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Lost

It has been a long time,
since I have written.
My feelings are uncertain.

A remote quake,
present within my recessess ...
have given rise to a massive void,
that has rendered me dismal.

Has the glass finally shattered?
Everyday I step further into oblivion,
not those of ecstasy,
but of immorality.

"Wake me!"
For I am lost.

Copyright ©2006 Doug Anthony Gardiner

Hopefully this poem conveys my frame of mind...on this pre dawn morning...I'm just lost right now...a good friend sent me this special thought yesterday...so today...I'm going to heed his advice...

"Over the years, I have noticed that it has become more and more difficult to set aside those special moments of the day when we can remove ourselves from the hectic, frenetic pace of everyday life.

Yet finding time to get away, to reflect, to concentrate, or to just let the mind wander freely is important for our overall health."


Until tomorrow...be safe...and live!