WELCOME TO THE SHUCKS OF INFLUX!
growing up in my household it was ok to say either “shucks’ or “shoot” as it was never acceptable to say “shit.” however, not saying ‘shit’ never made much sense to me. (well sometimes, when you ain’t saying shit – you’re at a safer distance to extra drama :D)
it made little sense to me as a child, seeing especially that it had the same first letter ‘s’ one of them really sounding offensive, after all to shoot is to kill. one of my earliest memories, is when my brother and i were jumping on my grandmother’s bed mattress, convinced that cursing couldn’t be bad if we substituted the curse word for something similar. instead of saying “got damn!” we’d say “got dang!” fudge you! you’re a burp! nah, you’re a beep and you’re telekinesis is raging! “etc, etc.
making up words or changing how you use them is pretty common among children and those that prefer not to use ‘4 letter words’. i hesitate to call them ‘curse’ words however, especially in the context of hitting your bare toe against a solid wood frame.
what word comes first to mind and then eventually out of your mouth when *shift* happens? i like to think of ‘shit’ as a *shift* or a burp in consciousness. it happens when you’re moving very fast and not with proper focus to your immediate surroundings. some still prefer to instead say “artichoke!” instead of using a word associated to vulgarity.
sheeeeiiiittttttttt – there is a crunch to such words but the sentiment is what reminds us that words are malleable.
“we don’t give a duck what u got on! we just wanna c u work that sexy body all night long!”
– 1+1+1 is 3
shoot: but only if you are willing to load the gun!
shoot: you almost hit the bulls eye!
shoot: you are close but only in mind, not in action.
aww shucks: oh, many plans that do not meet their end goals! another idea that made it into the draft folder. the folder filled with half-written promises with abbreviations (with unclear acronyms as their subjects) all hidden in the quotes of day to day conversations. another idea!!! one which missed the morning train, now you need a lift!
you know what’s OVERWHELMING? having to revive an old thing without new inspiration. it would be like, being expected to drink out of a glass that’s ALWAYS filled to the brim. you’re doomed to waste something on either you or the ground. this shouldn’t be surprising but we often are ‘shocked’ when the elemental orbits collide.
if we are mindful of the surface, we would fret to put so much weight onto one thing. you wouldn’t expect a table with a loose screw to hold up too long, would you? so, how is it that we expect of ourselves the burden of doing more?
at some point you have to wonder, why am i rushing? what am i trying to prove? the calendar and stopwatch is looking at you demanding a result. sloppy or fine or we gonna make it on time?
We sometimes enter the shucks of influx when we run into the conscious demands of reality and fantasy. however, it’s no real reason why we can’t obtain what’s written in our dreams. the draft folder doesn’t have to be as big as it is. if by being obedient to attention we can truly change the dynamics of our circumstance. procrastinating is a scratch that never becomes solved. the misery of sloth is a crippling sensation but yooooooo! it’s time to gooooooo. yoga is now yooo, gooo! whip your hip to the trip that will make you flip!
for horrid is the knife that doesn’t cut and takes longer to get through. the more agile you are, the less you are stuck to a sticky couch that commands more consumption and less creation.
lately my pen has been sewing needle, which means the connections are unfurling – push the button and let’s stay connected. this is an ongoing movement but we have the tools capable of manifestation – so, yo!!!!!….GO!
if you are gonna run to get there: make sure you don’t rush. as to not flush your energy and your sound mind. think of staying hydrated, for you are using way more energy. you gonna need way more energy in return! make sure your muscles are not tense and your body is well exercised. stay in tune with what kind of shoes you are wearing, you don’t want to run on an empty soul.
if you are gonna walk to get there: make sure your comfortable. stride with a strut of direction. yield to the flow of traffic. walk rhymes with talk. these two things working together is what promotes a healthy slide. the slide can become more smooth when given bounce. before you know it, the walk and talk – becomes a dance.
if you are gonna dance to get there: follow with the flow of the melody or get loose without a care to who or what is around. *this may mean rubbernecking and eyes in influx…if you gonna step on some toes, you may get a biscuit and side piece of who knows?*
whose in the better position to open the door? all of us. at any point in our search for meaning, some roads take longer and some mean more work and attention. when all is said and done – we’re all turning the knob. Some may break the door down all together without consideration of looking for the key.
YOU MAY GET SOME MONEY.
YOU MAY BE BLOWN UP.
YOU MAY MEET LUXURY.
THE DESIGN OF WHAT’S NEXT MEANS…
N O T
R U S H
kiss the s p a c e between white and plush.
argue not with a desire to win.
plant your seeds with a confident grin.
find the time.
for destiny awaits you even when your rhyme is broken.
lost visions but found dreams can still be your token.
Recently, I saw some of the movie ‘Chronicle’ released in 2012′. I did not feel the need to watch the whole movie because I pretty much got the point very early. (some movies warn you fairly what you’re gonna get – can’t spoil what’s already left on the table)
Basically: A couple of dudes enter a cave where they discover something that looked like magic crystals which gave them the power of telekinesis.
Telekinesis also known, as psychokinesis is the ‘supposed ability to move or deform inanimate objects, as metal spoons, through mental processes.
As you could imagine what would happen to anyone who discovered this amount of power – they went wild!
It started out really cool and simple until gradually they upgraded their skills by moving automobiles and even flying in the sky.
They were able to transform the mind into something beyond their wildest imaginations. *Well not,” completely unimaginable because they end up doing it but they probably did all of it faster than they expected*. There were considerable consequences of course because of the irresponsibility of the power they possessed.
It got me thinking of the power of telekineses. This was always the one power, I always wanted as a child. I always said if I had that kind of power, I’d be smooth as hell with it.
I do think on the handsome occasion if the opportunity afforded – I’d walk into the room with complete pop and flash and rage with my telekinesis.
However, for the most part – taming myself with that kind of power only seems reasonable. What’s the point in showing off and making a fool of ourselves – when you can create a sense of magic by being smooth in your telekinesis?
Unless you want to stunt! Which is what happens to a lot of people when they encounter new energy. They may wish to stunt on everybody from family, friends, strangers, to haters! The burning desire to be seen and respected is an attitude mostly grounded in a series of misunderstandings surrounded by a name.
That’s the thing about capitalism, the ladder at the top means refusing and exploiting those at the bottom. (SORRY TO BOTHER YOU does a great job at bringing to light the exploitation of companies.)
When you operate in smooth telekinesis, you can do a lot by not doing much! All the numbers are whole. When it comes along, be ready ~ for the flow. Don’t be misled through the age of wow and fast. Take it easy and be smooth!
Enter the room like a rant that won’t stop until the audience finishes laughing. I can’t always remember where I left off. THE PRESSURE IS ON to be cognizant of what is around.
There’s that book // all the way over there! I won’t get to the destination until revelation finds acceptance and space willing to be filled. When there is an empty room with an inadequate company – why not introduce it to a NEW assembly!?
I should mention that psychokinesis has been largely criticized due to the lack of evidence. I haven’t personally, seen anyone have the ability in the physical realm to move things without interacting with them. Consciousness is built on chemical reactions bumping into one another. We rely on our physical interaction to get a task done. Machines of all varieties helping you get things done – but we all use our minds first!
The brain you can’t see. It’s hidden from the visible spectrum but is very much in control.
Before you see it, you can move it in your brain and write it out in a CIRCLE, Square, or TRY-angle. By being smooth with it, you’re saying it all without saying much.
All of this is another way of saying: You can be all that with a bag of chips and with flaring confidence to match!
There’s never one way of praying because prayer is meditative.
Prayer is communication.
We’re all praying whether we give someone: Blessings! Good Vibes! & Best of luck!
Whenever you assure somebody that they got this! When you’re praying for someone – you’re sending out love or at the very least – The best of what can be for them.
Prayer is the hope that your situation can improve. It’s the vibration of a positive evolution to your current state of affairs – It’s a push of optimism without the guarantee that things will develop for the best but a prayerful insight reaches for compassion.
Praying for someone is putting someone in your hearts nest – holding them in your intention like a lover would secure their love in a protective intensity.
Prayer is the indication that some thoughts are reserved just for your benefit and comfort – and with this energy of positivity may every prayer see you through.
*I wrote this for my homie Mr. Ivory Snow – who put this on his latest album Snow. It’s a song about prayer. He produced all the music and finished the album in two weeks! Talk about inspiration!
*This post came to me in a dREaM – so if some of it doesn’t make any sense, you should probably sleep on it and then write down your dreams – then try correlating the lines.* If you don’t want to read through all of the lines of explanation – here’s a sentence to simplify it for you. “By surrendering your “I” (ego) you create a bridge to cross.”
“I” is a bridge to cross. When explaining yourself – to someone else, think of the capital letter ‘H’. There are two poles on opposite ends but have the equal lines to connect what’s in the middle.
The line (“I”) in the middle should be seen as the ego. In order to understand where someone is coming from, one must surrender their ego simultaneously so their cargo (argument) can be successfully delivered.
The ego must submit as to not get in the way. A bridge is essential if you want a shortcut instead of carrying extra baggage because by then everyone could have missed your point. The feeling of being wrong is one that we often run away from.
All of us are convinced on opposite ends that what we’re saying is valid. We tend to believe the information that confirms our side. We blindly may accept the normative played out without challenging the veracity of such sides.
Getting to where we want to go means discipline but also curiosity. How much would you love the end result? Even if the result is not in your favor. For energy comes and goes. Sometimes it may stick around other times it may convert into something else. It may be useful or a pest – dealing with the volume of passing chemicals is, after all, a potentially deadly experience.
As it turns out, meeting in the middle is often actually just one person bowing down and compromising for another person. If someone wants to do one thing and another doesn’t want to do it – meeting in the middle is either one person deciding to do it or the other deciding not to do it.
It’s not good enough to half do it. It’s also like a see-saw. One is up and the other is down.
A great way to simplify the H & Bridge is by a lyric from Prince: “If eye say 11, U can say it’s 7 – still eye wish u heaven.”
Truth is: there is no such thing as winning an argument *at least there shouldn’t be*. Imagine you on one side screaming your head off while the other person is screaming their head off. The two of you alternating between highs and lows – uppercuts and low blows.
One player feels like an aggressive antagonist. The other one reduced and misunderstood. The relationship is spoiled, the argument is specifically engineered – guaranteed to be exact – to be repeated. A circle that never reaches any conclusion.
Shoulders are tense. Arms are tightly embracing the opposite arm. The mood is stubborn.
If the person you are trying to win an argument against is important to you, then you may see how using the word “winning” is really misused.
*unless you really enjoy stomping to the beat of your own drum without yielding to the other bandmates – so that they may fancy the chance, to solo to their heart’s content!*
I was peddling so hard – I didn’t know how close I was to falling down, until about 28 minutes ago! Ever get in the mood for just a race? You want to run so far as if some zombie is coming behind you! When you got that kind of motivation your legs become even more determined to go faster!
My legs were fully inspired. By the time, I was just about to get to my destination. It dawned on me – I had to stop before coming body first into a collision. (Duh!) Before nearly crashing -I hit the breaks HARD! So hard where I nearly fell off my damn bike!
Luckily tho, my instincts kicked in right in time for me to feel how close I was to falling off. My hands grabbed the handlebars earnestly. Like a man in love holds his lover in the time of delight, I was holding onto dem bars TIGHT!
Suddenly, my feet slid at an angle where it then dragged for several seconds while gulping equilibrium in the process. To make matters more sensitive – I had on soft Nike’s too. I got up – having realized I made it to my destination without falling off. Basically: It hurt like hell at the time it was all done.
As I walked up to put the bike back in place – I felt a pulsating pain. I legit thought I had fractured my ankle. I was happy I didn’t fall off. If the breaks were not engaged – I would have easily run on various solid surfaces.
I guess it didn’t matter how hard I was peddling – as long as I made it to my destination safely. A bit bruised up? Yes. A pep in my step due to avoiding my body crashing? Yes. But no long-term pains.
This taught me a valuable lesson: No matter how fast you’re going. How determined you are. You’re gonna have to stop. You’d be pressed to remember soon before it’s too late. So, peddle deep but take it easy around the corners – remember to break with a considerable sloth BEFORE arriving at your destination.
Because of this shift in the climate. Let’s be aware of the changes we must make in response to the earth. All around the world, we are experiencing a shift in the atmosphere. There has been an interruption of the patterns that have been in motion for hundreds of years. With the ice caps of glaciers melting, diseases that have existed years prior are now returning back to the surface release back into the ozone.
There’s no conspiracy about these transitions – we all got to come together and bring awareness of what we can do about these life-threatening conditions. If we aren’t willing to bring back the need to have these serious conversations about the shifts in the universe – we will continually lock ourselves to traditional dogma.
There’s no need to limit our understanding when there is unlimited information out there. THIS IS THE AGE OF THE INTERNET. Read a book. Invest in new forms of renewable energy. Become friends with the Sun. Stand with your brother and sisters. Reach out and come together. Don’t be afraid to count the costs.
So much is at stake. Life is at stake, and we are the ones who can something about it.
I’ll have a plate of non-tradition, and a cup filled with refreshing delights sprinkled with passion!
The more the merrier!
May my bowl be FILLED with sweet truths.
Don’t spare the flavor lilies as I want plenty of positive vibes for refreshments.
This feast must have the finest of humorous wine.
The freshest greens of delight, where growth happens at a balanced pace.
Being filled with the food of tasty peace in my belly will energize a new narrative of consumption.
We can feed on the nourishment of graceful intentions, by simply requesting our desires.
Sometimes to get to the highest mountaintop, you have to tread down a steep path. It’s a price to pay for the view. (No, They Do Not Always Come Free! :D)
The steps are bumpy and rocky, and if you’re not careful going down – your foot might slip. What a terrible fall that would be…
I recently had an experience with such a climb – it felt like the most gruesome exercise I’ve ever physically put my body through. My breaths maximized and my body quickly reminded me, that it was a machine. Exercise comes with a great expense. It’s All good tho! 😀
I knew that in order to witness the beauty ahead of me, I had to go down a steep path. It was well worth it too, but it taught me a valuable lesson about preparation. How better life seems to be when we look around while going back up a hill? (Also, carrying a bottle of extra water comes in handy
The way negativity works is that it has the potential – to reveal itself like a carnival. At one given time; colors can shout in a multitude of different ways. Drama makes its way on the dance floor, and before you know it – You have become a different character. You might have changed your dress or the tone and level in how you speak become much more LOUDER. If you’re not careful, things can get lost in the masquerade.
I have learned, that breathing in the energy around us prompts us to focus. Focusing on so much, where then our awareness is engulfed within the matrix. We would then be, quite capable of being wrapped around with the air, and with the sound of motion.
In the midst of this Nirvana, interruptions can happen at any given moment, but we can set the dial on how we respond to the noise. For in this sound, there is bliss. A powerful agency of positivity engineered to set the frequencies with higher dimensions.In light of this knowledge…I have set a decree called ‘I.D.B.W.N.’ Which is an acronym that simply says “Hehe – I Don’t Bump With Negativity”
In your face – You ain’t in my place. I could care less. Positivity is the best.
I am covered by the rose. I’ve been growing because I chose.
Which is why I Don’t Bump With Negativity –
It ain’t no friend of mine – its head rearing is a sign.
Lies and oracles of the past. My engagement won’t last.
You have seen slightly my misery, but I can’t afford your assumptive history.
Your teaching of a burden is an assignment that I must skip. If I listen long enough, you might think I’m giving you a tip.
Look both ways while crossing the street! You could get hit or maybe a swollen lip.
I can’t chance the dance with fire. There is no guarantee that I will be hired.
So – Hee, hee…I don’t bump with negativity
^^ Sometimes, I get into this cheesy narrative of rhyming simple words to maintain a sense of flow. HA!
What made Paisley Park’s Show (10.08.15) quite Historic and Legendary for me were the sudden surprises throughout the night – which is what I aim to convey in this write-up! I talked in brief detail about this (Every Paisley Park Party with Danny L’Amour who is always there to add her joy and experience) You can check out that video by clicking HERE) I always appreciate when anyone watches and can feel as if they are there, by watching us discuss the nights at Paisley!
I was literally cooking Pasta, (Thankfully, it did not burn – I had it on low when I got the call 🙂 So there is a Private Event at Paisley Park, and I can invite some friends? I call my friends and we all scatter to get ready before we head out to Paisley Park.
We’re all in the Luv4OneAnotherRoom – DJ Kiss sets the tone, and it’s now time for The Dance. This is when all of us dance until something happens. (The Dance continues throughout the night, as even Prince proclaims when he gets on stage DON’T STOP DANCING)
While dancing, we notice some more people show up through the back entrance. It’s Madonna’s crew – who eases into Paisley with a groove ready for the dance floor. At this point, the atmosphere just begins to become electric. Madonna shows up with an applause from the audience, and we can sense this will be a spectacular night!
For Starters, this was the first time since I have seen Prince with a different band other than 3rdEyeGirl. MonoNeon was on the bass guitar, Kirk Johnson was on Drums, Donna Grantis was on guitar, while Prince played guitar, piano, and sang.
The environment is all in unison, waiting in anticipation as Prince layers in with his fingers on the organ. It feels we have been invited to something special.
He starts off with his latest single ‘Stare‘. The bass pumps wild with MonoNeon chopping away with extreme funky precision. He opened up on the Organ, then proceeded on his guitar with rhythmic improvisation. The crowd applauded the moment he picked up his guitar! He knows we are gonna love it. Probably, not as much as he loves playing Guitar himself. He shreds on the song Guitar, telling us “I Love You Baby, but Not like I love my guitar! His chops were so clear and strong, conveying several monuments of emotion. When you thought the solo was over he found something else to bring out of it. After he finished all of his solos, he put the guitar down to head back to the piano, playing Use Me, A cover by Bill Withers – which added spice to the night.
His piano chops were easily rendered and soulfully magnetic. He changed the tempo towards to end so seamlessly in tune ready for the next number. Stratus, which came in – with a rock hard funk stimulation, which charged his band to tap into their space. Everyone was able to get in on the funk and Donna played with a blistering passion. We all had our eyes on her, as she shredded. I remember looking to my right – seeing Madonna just struck at the live performance from the band.
This pumped the set right into Ain’t About 2 Stop – which possessed a darker grunge appeal. The arrangement was similar to the Album’s version but with more space for instrumentation. Donna came back with her guitar wailing while Prince chopped around on his piano. 1,000 X’s & O’s enforced us all to return to a sense of soul and direction. His vocals sounded so clear and his falsetto could not be beaten. By the time, he went into The X’s Face, I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing. I was pleased to hear these songs in a live setting. Mono Neon added to the funk by his unique ability. He had me floored, by his timing and arrangement. He knew just where to come in. The crowd and energy were given so much at such sudden times.I think Prince knew this so he gave us a break for a while so that DJ Kiss could return back us back dancing. I think after a while he noticed our STARE as we were completely focused on the sounds ahead of us. 😀
He returned back with ‘Free Urself‘ by inviting us to dance on stage with him, which was one of the highlights of the night. We all got down and screamed with passion “FREE URSELF” We were so loud and in time, there was a moment where Prince asked “You all got your passports?! I might need to take you all on tour with me! ” Free Urself released so much energy and power out of us, we didn’t know where to go after that!?
What would top that?
The crowd dwindled to about 15 of us, and a lot of people thought he wouldn’t return on stage, but they were wrong.
About 10 minutes later, we hear Sign O’ The Times being looped – while Prince has his ax strapped on him. He chants “ooh Wee Oh, Ohh!” We all follow his direction and then he changes the tempo a bit to go into Work To Do by The Isley Brothers. He improvises with his guitar and wails out for a moment to ‘America’ which plunged us into higher heights. By the end of Sign O’ Times / Work To Do – he finishes off by saying “Thank U All! GOOD NIGHT!
We are all sweating and shocked by the night’s power and are only HUNGRY for food! He fed our souls, our feet, our spirits, and our hearts. LIKE only he could Do – AND NOW I’ve only had the time to process! One of the most extraordinary realities after leaving Paisley Park is the Process that comes afterward.The experience of that place pulls you with such thrill and fascination; while engaging the live moments – every part of you is affected. You are looking, hearing, and overall experiencing what is before you.
In Summary, A Paisley morning is a sunrise! Once, I awaken with the joy of the day, I am given the inspiration to recall the blessings music gives. Live Music, in particular, allows electricity to flow through your body, and you are often brought to spiritual recognition! What an honor and gift it is, to witness creation being tapped into by true artists.
I realize drama is a narration of passionate expression.
It can have its fair share and be extra sometimes.
But, we both know we don’t have to tolerate it – even if the roots are passionate and sincere.
I’m going to drink another one, and we’ll be on our way with our day!
The Cough is Literally The Indicator To Your Inner Expressions. No Matter How Dramatic They Appear, Water Helps!
I had a vision of a day like this only about 3 months ago, a surreal experience alien to my most memorable paralysis. I had just gotten a vehicle and while joyful, I became vexed with worry. “What IF I lose my keys!? What IF someone steals my car” As anything in this material world often allows, possession began to take a toll on me. I started to undress rapidly, the concern for my most prized possession. I soon became suddenly wrapped with a CELL, which seemed to sell me into worthy. O, the cost to sail away by the boat of anxiety.
“I am late for work! Yet, I am very tired! I should get ready to go. The skies are ambient, colors of purple and yellow within a serenade of primitive desire. If only, I could capture the Wisdom of the sky. As I turn on the ignition, I get caught up in the vastness of my sleep. I realize I can’t drive in this state, so I intend on parking my car. However I am laden heavy with exhaustion, so I am going to park it just anywhere. I have to get out! I return to my room, as I lay down to respond to the beckoning exhaust; I awaken suddenly! I am then told; as I prepare to walk outside. “You’re in a cell; don’t sell out when you turn the knob.” As I turn the knob, I notice I am in a jail cell and SUDDENLY SCREAM AND SHOUT, Then I faint to my knees! How could this be true? I suddenly hear a woman’s voice frantically calling my name! ” Jesse!! Jesse!! ” I begin to pray within myself as my hope begins to build upon the next. I feel a rush of sudden relief as the spirit assures me of the great Calm! I awaken again from the state of shock. I walk outside to look for my vehicle, I can’t find it, so I return back to sleep. What becomes of these colors in the sky, is the acceleration of destination.”
Somehow, these events happen but only in a dream-like state. I remember actually believing them to only realize I was caught in Sleep Paralysis.
I remember actually believing them to only realize I was caught in Sleep Paralysis.
Today, I actually became a victim of a collision, caused by a squirrel in the road, which blinded for a moment my friend who ran into the back of my car. I immediately became worried and checked if she was OK and she was although her car was pretty much destroyed, while mine was intact.
Cells lock up inside and the fears we have are often coded and disguised. We must not allow them to SELL themselves to us. The ambient colors often shattering reminders of color. Colors meant to be exhibited!
I’m feeling like the color orange and it’s the weirdest color to have an emotion towards. It’s unknown but not in a mysterious way, but almost like an awkward presence which surrounds me! I am mainly wearing it in the photo above because I suppose I am at a crossroads with it.
It’s almost like, I am engulfed in a chakra of some kind, which is written inside the four walls of discovery! It’s simply amazing to taste the lips of what’s orange. It’s not that it is good, or that it is really a color. Just a radiating color, that manages to cross me.
The color orange creates a lot of controversies; it evokes strong emotion and is a color that people seem to either love or hate. Color experts agree that orange radiates warmth and energy, and it’s also is the color of our sacral chakra, which stimulates our sexuality and emotions. Here are some more interesting facts about the color orange:
You are like a fallacious cat! With suspense, you lurk around, but I am unable to determine your enveloped complexity.
We mumble and are granted with a possessed pause!
Our eyes have met each other and the sentencing of conviction is held captive.
Through our burning and BREAKING – we’ve established the power which creates a flammable wind.
The smile of our temptation is understood by the science of our physicality.
Your water brooks have kept the springs which give life to the destitute land.
But, I like Moses will strike my rod upon you and with ease, I shall enter this promised land.
A land which speaks of true fantasy.
True and delicate pieces of passion fruits which cover.
We’ve spoken of timing and this concept of waiting, as it truly prolongs the need to implant this seed.
The bursting of SUGAR describes the garden of energy and the galaxy from which it comes from.
I marvel at the fragrance in your sacred bottles.
My wonder begs of the lingering that is of its charming delight.
I find it acceptable – to shatter your kept thoughts of innocent temptations.
Do you find pleasure at the circus of tricks and scandals, inside your dance?
Would you rather sing next to me and calm my nervousness – by entrusting me into space above me?
The cosmos of our flight seduces our thoughts, which break free from the ebb and flow of resistant pleasures.
For now, we have seen, angels dancing around the brightest star.
They are not burned, for we are consumed by the fire which gives us energy!
Now when you look at the person right next to you, what becomes of the reasoning of extinguishing?
Let them burn – for they all are, burning for something, and this passion is to be understood.
This week, I had my share of invited concerns due to unilateral wonders but this is how life begins again. I finished my first full week at work today and what I learned is that; making 300+ calls can’t be that bad. Now, being hung up isn’t the nicest feeling, but the predictability of its nature becomes second nature. “Hi, who would I be able to speak to about an ad for ‘X’ high school?” The start of the script is the hardest, because if you loose the beginning, the middle, and the end has no structure. I have worked all my life, and for the most part, I know that working Manuel labor is only for an odd job. Lifting crazy weights and allowing the sweat the drop from your eyebrow is not the ideal sense of occupation for me.
I am all about communication and even if calling these numbers, dance in repetition – it’s pretty obvious this position is in my niche! I know where I am and this field will work well for me. I work with all women and being the only man in a room full of women, makes no difference. The people are nice but for the most part, we are all concerned about pitching calls so that businesses purchase some products for the school.
Now that I have returned to the workforce, my communication has become shrunk to pieces of a letter I intend on writing. All of my codes are welcomed into the system because I have to start somewhere right? Also, as Miss X famously would declare: “MONEY IN DA BANK”! God, knows I need the money, and since the check won’t be disappointing its worth the calls and early mornings. The mornings are the worst part, but I did not realize how much those energy boosters work! Without energy, I am dissolved to very little. Haha…I need the RUSH!
The mornings are the worst part but I did not realize how much those energy boosters work! Without energy, I am dissolved to very little.
I have turned into scripts made of ache and change and that is a part of life. CHANGES, CHANGES, CHANGES!
Dismissed=iPhone 4, makes communication so much more difficult. I am a social junkie, and while I don’t like spending hours upon mentions on the internet, it was nice to have a load of information in your hands. BUT I’m having to go without for a while, which won’t be too long, but using a keyboarded phone isn’t the worst. It’s just an adjustment for a time, and these are only some of the details of vacancy.
As many things crashed. I was accelerated with emotion knowing my favorite Aunt passed away. I am going to dedicate a blog to her passing after she is buried, as it is too heavy for me to acknowledge at this moment. I feel a sense of relief just releasing some of these inhibitions, one thing that is for certain: Weekends have totally different meanings when you are working and when you spend your time following a flow. Hence, why I am up and alive due to the awakening of some of these invited concerns!
Summarized Notion For Thought: You should not feel like a radio, programming the stations that frequent the waves! Who wants to tune in then? Regardless of sensitive letters and tones of frustration; we are tracked by our respect and mutual understanding!