Tuesday, July 12, 2011
You Are No Saint
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Even Though We'd Like To Bitch About it
Mental Temper
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
My Former Numbness
NUMB!
I have always believed in love. The power of love is all to consuming. But why are we all affected differently by this phenomenon? What are we all looking for? When you find what you are looking for, how are you affected by it? Though I believe in love, I have become numb to its existence. Contradictory you say? Not so much. It exists, just maybe not for everyone. For example, the love I dream of only exists in fairytales & movies...lol! Or perhaps I just havent found anyone whose shit I a m willing to endure. Maybe that is what true love is...dealing with someone inspite of their flaws. For those of you who are lucky enough to get to be with the person they really want to be with ...God Bless Your Union. Be good to each other because true love only comes once in a lifetime, it is something most of us will never have.
Temper Mental
Monday, July 4, 2011
You Thee Epiphany
While studying acting in New York, I noticed that many of my instructors stressed the importance of being aware of your presence around others. Knowing the effect you have on others can be a remarkably enlightening experience. You begin to noticed who your true friends are, which family members really believe in you, and those who you should attract to you. By the grace of God my eyes have been opened; people like me really do exist. People who are free spirited, people who don't judge, people who aren't angry or pretentious, people who plain and simply keep shit breezy.
I digress.
My point is once your are aware of your presence around others and you know for a fact who you really are, you become the you you are meant to be. A better you, a more potent you. A happy with self YOU. A shake even the most confident individuals, YOU. A make people afraid to come out of their shell, wish they made better choices, wish they had what you had YOU. At which point these individuals will become what we now know as Haters...LOL. They will pretend to know about what you know about to gain the attention of those around you, dress the way you dress, attempt the life you live, and while this is a huge compliment to you, watching them fail miserably is all too sweet. Stick to what you know. Just be you! A purely magnificent you.
Temper Mental
Sunday, July 3, 2011
GIVE IT A REST
Maybe I have too much of a heart. What's with these fucking idiots who bitch about what they eat? "I don't eat pork, a pig has no pores", "I don't drink whole milk", "I don't eat anything that has a life"....You're an idiot and there are things in this world far greater than your fucking taste buds that truly matter. I have read the Quran and The Bible. Neither one of the higher beings are gonna send you to Hell for eating a pork chop! Would you starve yourself to death if pork was all you had to eat? Guess what asshole, you'd definitely go to Hell for suicide. I have been fortunate to travel abroad, I have seen a starving child. There is no way I could deny the abundance of food God has given the SELFISH when so many have absolutely nothing. I'm sorry but if you are one of these people you are selfish and stupid, for lack of better words. God bless those who will die today. If only they had a pork chop, or some fucking milk. :0(
The Temper Mental Artist
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Ignorance is Bliss? (Part 1)
How do you help people see what life really has to offer? How do you explain the world they know nothing about? How do you help them understand that there is a way out of their unhappiness. If you try and teach someone ignorant, do your teachings fall on deaf ears? How do you help those who are a product of their environment? I know people from all walks of life and many of them are sad, hopeless, individuals who either don't know who they are or are afraid to be who they are! I say this because I have never been one for "when in Rome". I do as I Damn well please without regard for anyone else's judgement. This sometimes causes people to not want to be around me or even be my friend. I am like this simply because I am happy.
I'm trying to figure out a way to help people be themselves because I am so sick of seeing angry, bitter ass people many of whom are my own people....it would really bring a tear to your eye. That victim shit is overrated. That golddigger shit is overrated. Being a drug dealer or a fucking pimp is overrated.
Thinking that you have to have money to get a woman is just fucking stupid. But when you conform to what society deems as "the norm" you limit yourself completely.
The norm to many of you I'm ashamed to say is what you see in music videos, which in turn tells everyone else that you have no fucking imagination. Did it ever occur to you how hard these people have to work to get to the point of making a real music video? Many of you can't do it, wouldnt do it, and are not smart enough to do it. They'd put you in an outfit you think you don't look good in, you'll bitch about it and then no one will want to work with you and your dumb as will be mad at them.
Many of you need to stop hatin. Don't be mad at somebody who has what you want, be mad at yourself for not getting up off your ass and going to get your own goldmine. I hate seeing these idiots with gold teeth and dreadlocks trying to figure out why now reputable business will hire them. Hey dumbass, appearance is everything. Cut your fucking hair and take that shit out your mouth and you'll look better and have some legitimate money in your pocket; the kind of money that will keep you alive and out of jail. You'll even attract better women, clean women who get their hair done in salons as oppose to flea markets. I don't even know why I'm writing this; most of the people who need to read this don't even read...if they did there would be no need for my writing this piece. Cancel that last statement there are smart people out there who choose to be trifling, their unhappy as well. I've seen the beautiful ones step on the toes of others to get ahead, people they called their friends people they claimed to be cool with. Perhaps they just need attention, need to feel someone loves them. How sad, how hilariously sad. Who the hell is gonna love you when deep, deep, deep down inside you don't even love yourself. I could go on an on about this and eventually...I WILL.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Endure
Temper Mental