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.

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World Domination

Tell us about the experience of being outside, looking in — however you’d like to interpret that.

The inner circle to most people sounds like a secret organization that is with-holding information on world domination. To me, its just a group of people who have gained a certain popular status among peers in a social setting creating the illusion of the “cool” kids.

Being that person that is outside of it all makes most feel left out. I never felt like that way, I was that guy who wanted to sneak in and destroy the reputation and image created by the inner circle groups and taunt people with my conspicuous actions. As bad as that sounds I never got around to it, I made my owner inner circle of odd people and went on about my day.

I’m always the guy that is outside looking in. I mean what the fuck do I need to go inside for when this gives me the opportunity to criticize, stereotype or just let me create my own explanation of why these people choose to stay inside of a circle of oppression.

I understand that I am getting a little too deep but I want people to really think so they can have a different mind set on life. I did the thinking at some point and I am extraordinarily happy that I did. We shouldn’t have to be standing outside looking in. We need to be looking around.

Why must the world be split and contained in small little sectors full of morons with the power to control people? Why must happiness and fulfillment be on the other side of a locked door? Why do we get treated like donkeys with a fucking key in front of our faces as we walk through life aimlessly trying to grab it?

Do you see what SOCIETY HAS DONE!

 

When leaves Fall

It really takes a lot to change a person. Whether its a death of a close relative or noticing how fortunate they are to be in the healthy state and condition with shelter and food. I sometimes ask myself why does it take so much to really move a human being? Is it because of our influence from American culture or just how we came into the world.

For someone like me who has pretty much been a loafer his whole life through school, I see that I need to make a very big change within myself and it is going to take tons of effort and strength to do so. Do we as humans really need a serious impact on our lives to change it? It seems so.

But what if we were to some how skip that step and succeed to the top without the suffering?

Would life be what it is now?

These are just thoughts that I had run through my head as I read a post on facebook from a friend. Feel free to leave your thoughts in the comments below.

Absolute Knowledge

What does “happiness” look like to you?

Happiness to me takes many shapes and forms. It comes to me through my skateboard, my art, my poems, raps and my personality. Happiness can take any form and look any way you want it. Its different for everyone. That’s what makes happiness so amazing.

The goal for every human being is to find happiness. Happiness is found in the most oddest places as well. For example, that drunk homeless man you see probably finds happiness inside of a bottle. That rich billionaire probably finds happiness within all of the money he has. One thing that people have to realize is that happiness comes and goes. We seek it but can only hold on to it for so long. Once its gone than we are in search for more of it because we miss the happiness we once held in the palm of our hands.

From a philosophical stand point, I see TRUE Happiness as attaining absolute knowledge. For as long we are here on this earth we will never be able to attain absolute knowledge. We will have to pass on and let our soul be free from this hurtful world to reach that goal.

Over all, happiness to me has no form. I may have said that it takes many shapes or forms but the true reality of what happiness looks like comes from within and from around.

Four Corners

As I sit here in the middle of my room typing this, I feel the wholeness of this world surround me and engulf the pain and fear of life. Everyday is more of a challenge due to society’s stress upon my brain and my fathers persistent badgering of help with his company. I’m 20 years old with no aim in life. My only true passion is skateboarding and life has done all its can to slow down my progression.

In my current down time I’ve done nothing but mope around the house, stream social media sites and have taken little time towards my code academy account. I also got bad news from school. I failed a class. I owe those fuckers $432. Fucking jerk offs.

To add to my stress I’ve made it through my 3rd peek season at UPS. This year had to be the worse yet, with volume staggering over 2 million a night. Everything is taking a tole on me. My soul is tainted with happiness and anger, my positive mindset has been tarnished, my life goals have been put on hold.

I’ve started smoking black n milds to cope with the stress. Its a habit I picked up on my 20th birthday while floating in the clouds. I dearly regret it but fuck it, quicker way to leave earth right?

It makes me tear up just as little while I straddle my stuffed animal and sit in the middle of the floor. I just want to know why the world is so cold and why when I try I fail even more. I have higher hopes for the new hear but right now, I just want to sit here in the middle of my four corned room and sob a little over my failed attempt at life.

Maybe I’ll get it right next time…

Life is Good, Good isn’t Life.

Remember a couple months ago when I made those deep, drawn out, sad, sappy blog post about my break up with my ex? That shit was real. I was messed up from that. I stopped skateboarding for an entire week. I LOVE TO SKATEBOARD!!! I was in terrible shape. Now…Things have changed. I feel better about everything and I am happy and content with life.

I did some really hard thinking about my past relationship and I honestly think that it just wasn’t for us. Yes I really did love her, deeply. But in the end and through all the bullshit, I feel like that wasn’t for us. I think there is someone else in this world of 7 billion people that will fit for us. I’m not gonna go on here and bash her or anything, yeah I feel like she did me wrong but I am glad she broke it off. I really just wanna remain good friends.

My life is good right now, I get to chill with my friends, talk and meet new people, explore the world and do what I feel like I want without worrying about someone worrying about me. I know that sounds bad but at this point in my life, I’m 20. I have a decade to find someone and explore the world. I’m not a man-whore so there won’t be no wiener going around. haha!

Well I’m off to make some deep philosophical post so stay tuned.

Life Stories Pt. 1

I recently just got down reading my post about how I just graduated from high school and it brought back good memories and the day I graduated. I never thought that I would actually miss it but deep down in the darkest place of my heart I do. This isn’t something that you can just push away because it isn’t going any way. Its a story that will be stuck with me for life.

With that being said I would like to announce that I am starting a series called Life Stories. I know I said in my The Begining of The End post that I was going to start a series called The Real World Series but Life Stories sounds way cooler and I think it would fit my life much better. WE all know that this life is the real world but we all don’t seem to know or see the life stories that go on it.

This series will include big moments in my life, my high school graduation is the first to the series but there will be more big events that come my way. I know there will be my big breaks and downfalls but its life and that’s what happens. Whether its happiness or misery it will all be here for you to read. I just want to share it all, the trials and tribulations, the broken bones and the broken skateboards.

Its all coming, See ya!

My Job

So for the past year and a half I’ve been working at this place called UPS.

Yes you all have heard of this place and know that little catch phrase “What can brown do for you?” Do you wanna know what brown has done for me? Stick a pipe up my butt and said “here’s your paycheck for the week”, which is less than $200. Now you may wonder why I’m still here, well thet’re paying for my schooling and well its money. They start you off at a fairly good amount and the raises isn’t much but it gets me by.

Lately my job is just being a pain in the arse. See last year in July I got transferred to night shift so UPS can start paying for my education, cus you know, that’s what they do. With that I got moved to the North Core, Thumb. I got a new supervisor and a bunch of new faces for me to familiarize myself with. Everything was good except for the stupid white guy who was a parole officer (Gosh I hated him!). Things all turned around when I got moved to a new truck and started making friends, my supervisor was becoming a dick and…well that was all.

The man who we call Jesse is my supervisor, he’s fairly new to the whole supervisor thing and has a bad habit of making stupid decisions. There was a point where I would argue with this man just for kicks and watch him struggle for comebacks and answers. Months of this mans madness escalated when we got a new full time supervisor named Donella, who thought that she could use here degree in Psychology or whatever it was to play with our minds and turn our good friend Quinten into our enemy. She tried that mind crap on me one day while it was peak week. I was complaining to my supervisor about how I didn’t like loading this Ohio truck because it would get slammed with tons of boxes. She overheard our conversation and questioned what I was complaining about, I told her my problem then she said “Oh well don’t worry because at the first of the year I’m going to put y’alls names in a hat and make new posi’s. That right there made me mad and had me ranting to the other employees about Donellas plans. She later found out how upset I was about her idea and began to play her mind games.

She approached me while I was busting my arse and asked me why did I do it? At first I was confused at the question she asked me but than I realized she was talking about my hair. I recently gotten a hair cut, I was rocking an afro before than. She asked again why I did it and I told her that I always do it, than she started rambling on about some meaningless bullshit then wants to question me about a drastic change in life. Since I knew that she was trying to play her mind games I played back with telling her a drastic change in life is DEATH, which it truly is. Apparently death in her head isn’t drastic which pissed me off because the death of a loved one will change someones life. I was getting ready to argue with her but a supervisor from the unload pulled her away for questions. At that very moment I was briskly walking away and headed toward the other trucks with my co-workers in them ready to rant about my interaction with the devil.

Donellas madness soon ended at the beginning of the new year, by then we got a new full time supervisor and a new manager, both of which are very relaxed and subtle.

My time at UPS has been one heck of a time. Getting switched to night shift and working with the graves men is really something else. I’m beginning to think that UPS is really hell tho. There’s so much hate and evil that is inside that place. I here ample amounts of stories about asshole supervisors, transvestites  dope heads, crack heads, parole officers, crazy people and so much more.

This is only the beginning, there is much more for me to see and experience and my blog will be the first to here the wacko stories.

Until next time.

The Real World

So for the “people” who keep up with this on going blog, you should know that yes I graduated from High School back in May. I am now attending JCTC (Jefferson Community Technical College). The degree i chose is Graphic Design.

Its been a bitch trying to get into school, I’ve been procrastinating and putting things off…now that I got most of it out of the way the college life isn’t that bad. I’ve met some cool people and plus now that I am working nights at UPS (I meant to blog about that) its been pretty chill. I thought the “Real World” would be a complicated mess…and it has but it wasn’t like what I was expecting.

I mean its hard but I just push through each day like nothing is happening. I still skate, Still got a girlfriend and have been able to do what I want and how I like it. This is just the beginning, I still got a ways to go to really see what this is all about. For now, this is the start of my long and drawn out Story.

The Beginning of the End

Well its official, I am now a High school graduate of Southern High School. The class of 2012 is the 61’st class to graduate under our new principle Mr. Hibbert. Its been a long 4 years…but a long 12, 13 if ya’ throw in head start. It feels like I have been in school forever. Basically my whole life, but now…now I’m a free man about to do my thing in life.

I still remember the first day of school when my dad walked me in and showed me to the teachers. I started to cry when he walked away. I still remember the first day of middle school, my neighbor “Yari” and I walked in and approached our asshole of a math teacher asking if this is the right team. I also still remember the first day of high school, my homie Dakotah and I rolled up in Southern amazed by all of the other students trying to make our way through the crowded halls. It feels like this all happened yesterday but now look at me, all grown and out of school.

I’m still stunned that I even got to this point just for the simple fact that I cruised my whole senior year just sitting in class writing random crap and get good grades. I had a slight feeling I wasn’t gonna make it but I pulled through last minute and got my sh*t together. Now here I am with a diploma with my name on it and a cap and gown hanging up in my room. What a wonderful feeling that is.

Now that I am done with my free education, its time to move on up to my post secondary education and get my move on in life. I’m still going to skate, draw, and do all the other crap I enjoy doing in life and hope for the best.

To end this post I would like to quote a favorite hip-hop artist of mine.

“They say that life is what you make it, so what you been creating on yo’ free time” – Big K.R.I.T.

This ends my May Post…Check out what I got going on in the next few weeks. I’m gonna get a “Real World” series going. Holla!

PS. Shout out the Class of 2012!