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In The Night

I’m a night owl.

I love to stay up late sitting in my garage surfing the web or recording music. I’m not sure what it is but the dark skies bring a calming relief to me. Even if the moon is tucked away in the clouds and air planes get mistaken as UFO’s, I sincerely love the night time. I think somewhere online I half ass read an article about how people who stay up late are intelligent. I wouldn’t go that far but it is nice to know.

I always find myself roaming around at night. No matter what I do. I can be skateboarding and nightfall comes out of nowhere. Most of the music I make is damn near past midnight and after I smoked a few joints. The one thing I love about night time is the absence of people. I can openly admit that I am socially awkward and shy. People don’t think I am but I honestly believe that I am. Ask my two ex girlfriends and they might tell you that when we first met and started talking I was awkward.

The night relieves me of those social interactions and keeps me sane. Don’t get me wrong though, I love being around people. Whenever I’m hanging out with my homies I always hate when we have to depart and head back home. Sometimes I’ll go home and stay up even longer hoping that maybe someone will be up or I’ll get a phone call. It usually never happens. I always end up going to bed depressed for some strange reason and wake up the next day lost in the world.

When I wake up int he evenings I usually dread it. Theres two reason.

Reason Number 1: The sun is up and I don’t have much time before the sun goes down.

Reason Number 2: Chris calls me up and calls me a nigga for never answering the phone knowing damn well I was asleep and texted him back. haha!

I love my friends, family, and the people in the world. But when it comes to night time I feel like my life fully comes together.

Thank You Night Time.

December 26, 2015

day, midnight, moon, music, night, philosophy, social, space, stars, sun, ufo
Hello Santa

For the record, I am Santa Claus. I’m not fat with a white beard wearing all red so you can shoot me, but a skinny brown man with an afro. Doesn’t really fit the picture of Santa does it?

Any who, I’ve become frustrated with life again. NO this isn’t some sappy ass suicide note. I mean, I never really understood suicide. The world makes you mad and then you turn around and kill your self… sounds counter intuitive. I also never understood why people want to shoot up school and random public areas. Sounds unsatisfying.

My idea of justice is bringing all of the people in the world together and coming as one. But will that ever happen? hmm, probably not but when I get stuck in these types of thoughts I think back to what my flamboyant ass full tier supervisor at work says to me, “Here you come with some more bullshit!”

Now I personally don’t think its bullshit when I begin to reach out and grab the unknown, only to watch it fade away as it falls through the depths of this atmosphere. Its really just me being… ME.

As McSwain has sad multiple times to me, I just talk a lot of bullshit.

Well guess what? I’m tired of people coming at me with bullshit because what I preach about is how this damn world should really work. We need democratic socialism. We need equality. We need to help the poor and feed the needy. We really need to act like Jesus. Whats funny is that half of America loves and praises Jesus Christ but when we get a Democratic socialist like Bernie Sanders running for office y’all act like the Bible is nonexistent.

Now does it sound like I’m talking a lot of bullshit now?

I certainly do not think so but if you do go ahead and comment that so I can delete it like the petty ass nigga I am. haha!

December 24, 2015

bernie sanders, president, Santa, socialism, work, Writing
the letter x

Today was the day you’re phone service got cut off. I went to school a whole week dreaming and fantasizing. Then Friday came and I got a text message. My reaction was stupid. Your intentions were ignorant. But I’ve been over it.

I’m just appalled by the fact that you sent a text message. Do you know what they shows of you as a human being? A pathetic piece of shit. Like seriously, you are a pathetic piece of shit. I never was depressed. I never shed a tear. I literally went into deep thought trying to figure out what the hell happened.

But its okay, I new we weren’t meant for each other. I knew from the snaps and the text. I knew from the few phone calls and the awkward outings.

Why does this bother me though? Because you didn’t have the guts to look me in the eyes and make that final connection. That final connection that would cut us off from one another.

This is why I sent those text a month after so I could get you to purposely hate me. I didn’t want you to like me nor do I want you to now. Not to mention you wanted to friend zone me.

So fuck you.

ps. That screen shot of that “Love Note” was delusional thinking. I never felt that way. NEVER. im being serious.

November 30, 2015

friendzone, girlfriends, hate, love, relationships
Why I’m Disgusted.

We’re living in a world that consist of human beings that don’t know anything outside of their boundaries.

They insist we live in fear and give our money to the rich. They want us to go to school and be stupid at the same time.

They want us to continue poisoning ourselves until we die and then piss on our graves because its whats best for us. I hate this world for it.

I really do.

November 18, 2015

isis, paris, people, stupididty, world
Early

In the morning it is and the sky is still littered with stars and everyones favorite, the moon. Thats besides the point, going back to what I originally wanted to start with was, can we ever make a change?

You see, people want change in this world but do not understand how it works. This is why when we look around change seems to be obsolete because its never pushed. Now if you want change theres one thing that you should know. In order for change to take affect you have to change yourself.

See people don’t understand that in get caught up with marching and stampeding the streets for some change. We have to change our inner-selves so we as a whole can make change. So as I sit here in the wee hours of the morning I leave you with this, for patrons who make no mistakes, never learn where problems come from.

October 25, 2015

#blog post#reality#weed#dreams#thoughts#early#whatsleepy
RAP MUSIC

You can’t take the Golden Age of Hip Hop and try to define todays modern rap with it. Those standards no longer apply. With todays artist people are quick to say who’s hip-hop and who isn’t by using those characteristics found in the Golden Age of rap. Just because Kendrick is using the elements that created hip-hop doesn’t mean TPAB sucked. Just because J.Cole gets on a record and damn near makes you cry doesn’t mean he’s soft. Just because Young Thug gets on a record and says some shit that isn’t understandable doesn’t mean there isn’t meaning. You have your hip-hop purist and your radio listeners with strong opinions. Hip-Hop is a creative art so wherever an artist goes with his music is where he is going. Theres no rules in what you can or cannot say; Sound like you want to sound.

October 21, 2015

2014 forest hills drive, hiphop, j cole, kendrick lamar, music, rap, thoughts, tpab
Oregon School Shooting [October 1st]

I think its fake.

Yes I said it and I back it up.

Heres my reasoning.

In addition to the other school shootings this year, the Umpqua event that took place today makes it 21. We have had 21 school shootings, not to mention all of the other shootings that didn’t take place in school. Now tell what kind of sense this makes?

I’ll wait…

Exactly. Nobody can explain the cause of these events and when they do its always some boy who was crazy because he didn’t take his prescribed medicine.

The fact of the matter is, we have had way to many shootings these past couples years and they don’t seem to add up. The stories behind these killers don’t have any validity to them. Like that news anchor shooting, that was probably the fakest of them all!

I know what you’re thinking, “Why would they stage a shooting?” oh and further more, “Who are they?”

Well first its the government, and second they want our guns. This is practically a repeat in history and everyone is blind to the matter. Before Hitler got even more reckless than ever, he signed a strict gun control law. Guess what happened after that? Defenseless jews were killed.

The same thing is happening right now… well at least they’re trying to. With this latest shooting Obama is urging legislation of Gun Control among America. These shootings that continue to take place and get publicized on national media outlets are there to convince the public that guns are bad.

Make sense now? Good.

October 1, 2015

community college, fake, gun control, hitler, hoax, obama, oregon, shooting
Black Quota

So if you already couldn’t tell by how I formulate my post, I’m black. I consider myself black because well, I got a big afro and look black, but thats besides the point. Being brown in this world has its perks like scholarships and the ability to put words together poetically. There is also a downside to having dark skin though and we all know what that is; racism.

As I have stated many times before in other post I have made on this little webpage I call home, I work at UPS. I’ve referred to the place as under paid slaves and… well thats it (LOL). There have been times where I have really hated my job because of other employees or management, but now I feel like it has taken a turn for the worse.

So what can possibly go wrong inside of a facility that is easily be compared to high school? They want my to join the Dark Side of the force (Yes I know, this isn’t Star Wars but it sounded cool right?). Anyways, I’ve managed to show upper management good quality potential to become a supervisor, something I have mentioned before and now they are relentlessly attacking me to join them. Now I know you’re wondering, “Why are you trippen, you’re getting a promotion at work!.” Yes that is true but I REEEAAALLLYYY don’t want to take up on this off right now.

I’ve looked at this opportunity from every angle.

Angle Number 1. If I go through with everything and become a supervisor I will get better pay, go from laborious work to mental work, and get to go into a nice cool office after the sort and bullshit with the rest of the sups (supervisor for short).

Angle Number 2. With me leaving Posi 3, I am allowing everyone to move up one in seniority.

Angle Number 3. Daimont can be Erics new deice partner and the deice crew will have yet another black guy and white dude driving a big truck causing mayhem out on the ramps.

Angle Number 4. I’m not going to like being in management because damn near all of the supervisors are a bunch of weirdos and now I get shitted on more because I’m closer to the “TOP DOGS.”

Angle Number 5. The way I see things is that, once I become a sup, they’re going to be like “Hey welcome aboard, heres a bunch of problems, fix them.”

Angle Number 6. Management finally can get the best of both worlds, a black guy to reach the quota and one who is not dumb like that bald headed nigga Lavaskey.

Angle Number 7. Go back and read number 4.

Leaving you with that last angle, I don’t want to get any closer to management than I already am. Right now the only person I have to deal with is my part time sup, which they constantly change. The only time I ever see those old heads in the office is when a truck is getting demolished or one of the areas are acting like they don’t know what they’re doing. The less I can see my manager and full timer, the more happier I am. I mean, who really wants someone who has dominion over you there by them all the time?

Also going back to angle number 6, my management team at UPS is trying to reach the black quota. I know they are, its not like they can hide that shit from me. I know they know I’m not stupid. Every time I look in the office I literally see 3 black people. Its always been 3 or 4. Adding me to there team of conformed supervisors would make them look good because now they’re more “diverse.” I see nothing wrong with what they are doing but at the same time they’re being so persistent with getting me to join them.

What makes things worse is that I can’t argue with them because everything I throw at them these people have a counter argument. At this point I don’t know what to do. I thought about just going into a full on nigga mode on them but they would really tarnish my image. I have got to figure out something fast.

I do aspire to be a sup someday but right now I just DO not want to take up on the offer. I simply don’t want it. If I can make these old heads understand that then I’ll be a happy camper.

The struggles of being black.

September 25, 2015

black, dark side, diversity, fuck it, management, money, people, problems, quota, star wars, supervisor, UPS
College Can Eat My Shorts

I usually don’t tell people where I am academically in college since I fucked around to much. I’m only just a freshmen. Considered that is. I’ve been in school for 4 years and haven’t gotten anywhere. I feel like a turd but at the same time, where I am in school doesn’t matter to me. Finishing college isn’t even a goal. I’m not even sure why I’m still in the shit. I feel like I’m wasting my time trying to do math equations in a remedial class. The system sucks. I honestly want to give a personal fuck you to college because it’s just been a waste of my time.

Oh of course people love school. Those same people will look at me and call me a failure and tell me that I’m going to be stuck at UPS for the rest of my life. But how? Because I haven’t finished college to get my degree so I can go work for someone? That’s not why I’m living. I didn’t come into this world so I can become a slave to someone else’s company. My father raised me to never work for somebody else but to work for myself. I want to offer the service, not be the person doing the work.

I know what your thinking. “You need a college degree!” Yeah go to Steve Jobs’ grave and tell him Apple would’ve been better if he finished college. Tell Bill Gates that he shouldn’t have started Microsoft without finishing school.

Don’t get me wrong, college is a great outlet to meet people and to help build long lasting relationships. But in the end, joining a fraternity or sorority to get the connect for a good job down the road ain’t me. I know, everyone doesn’t join those types of organizations but school has done nothing but waste my time. You don’t need something people want you to have. See that key word? Want.

Let that sink in.

September 23, 2015

apples, college, degree, microsoft
The Leaves are Still Hanging

I love fall.

No not for pumpkin spice lattes because I prefer Colt 45 and Tops rolling papers, but because of the change in weather. Don’t get me wrong, I love summer to the fullest, long days of nice sunlight and skateboarding. The one thing I love about living in Louisville, KY is the fact that we experience seasons. Many other people do as well but if you live out on Long Beach snow is a myth.

Any ways, entering Fall is always exciting. Its like opening a door to a road that allows you to see Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Not to mention that the weather slowly begins to cool down and the leaves change colors. Its all a sight to see and a wonderful experience. I feel like the reality of everything around me changed as well. Its like my surroundings are accommodating to the astronomical presence of Fall. Yeah I know, flowers die off and birds fly south but those are common things. Its hard for me to really explain my feelings towards this but to keep it simple and short, Fall is awesome.

September 23, 2015

chirstmas, colt 45, fall, Halloween, holidays, love, pumpkin spice lattes, pumpkins, seasons, thanksgiving