Living Your Dreams, Literally!

This post derives from a recent dream I had where my late father visited me. This, marked the 5th time I believe, he's visited me in my dreams since he passed in 2007 from a motorcycle incident. This particular dream I remembered vividly when I woke up in the middle of the night, but when I thought back on it the next day I couldn't remember the details. Frustrated, I tried to relax and think back on the conversation and location but I couldn't unlike the previous ones. From that moment I decided that I would write down the next one.

Thinking more in depth on the subject, I figured why not write down any powerful dream or any dream where I visited a place I haven't been to before. Of course we are all familiar with deja vu. I do agree with the theory, we experience deja vu because we've dreamed it before. We obviously know we've never been or done something that just struck us with the feeling of "I've been here before". I can say, I've experienced these shocking and briefly eery moments from time to time. A couple, I can almost pinpoint to a dream for sure.

What I plan to do now and encourage you the reader to do as well, is write down the experiences and locations you visit in your dreams. This, can create a "Dream Bucket List" or allow you to recall powerful dreams you've had along with any ideas from your subconscious. You will literally be able to live your dreams now because you can pull locations and ideas from the list you have created.
WHAT WILL BE YOUR FIRST DREAM YOU LIVE?

-FLOETSPEAR

Experiencing an acquired craving for knowledge

The brain is constantly working just as the computer inside your phone or laptop. It never shuts off. The idea behind the title of my post derives from me completing a book and then craving more information on the next topic or an idea the last book placed in my head. According to one study the average reader only takes 20% from content they read.. Same goes for movies, or shows, about 20% of the authors, producers, or playwriter's info sticks to the viewer or reader etcc.. This tells me that I need to get 5 books my belt in a sense to get each of the 20% that stuck with me to equal 100% right? Well, maybe if the 5 books were all on the same topic but when you're craving knowledge, it doesn't matter where it comes from. I've been reading about the subconscious mind lately and in contrast with the 20% of a book sticking with me,  I've learned that if you read the book for a 2nd and 3rd time then the likelihood of more of the message sticking increases. Not only with the message or idea stick with you better, but if you want to create an action behind a thought that's has grown from a book, the rereading will plug the message into your subconscious mind. There, is where the memory bank is unlimited.. The conscious mind has only a temporary memory. Basically, this means you can focus on one thing you want to do today, complete it, but then the subconscious mind will reset your plans tomorrow if this new focus is out of the norm.

Over the past few months, I didn't realize I was reprogramming my suncosubcons mind to promote and encourage my own personal growth. The more I learned about any new topic became exciting to me. I couldn't wait to share it with the world and friends. The dialogue of conversations changed with peers and elders and I had plenty of content to bounce off of the experienced and doer's of the world. This became inspiring to me. I turned to books when normally I would turn to video games or close friends that would talk about problems more than opportunities. We all have friends like that. It's good to vent and lend an ear at times but some days you just don't want to hear the same depressing stories. In order to gain knowledge or learn new things you have to go outside of your normal circle and day to day family members. Chances are y'all have already discussed the same info or touched on the same topic over the years. Instead, go to your aquaintances for new information. It will be way more beneficial especially if youryo looking for new ideas or even employment.
For the 20% of this post I would recommend rereading or going over something you've learned or are trying to implement in your life. This will give you a better chance of getting the information and focus to stick to your subconscious mind.

--FLOETSPEAR

Are smart phones the new cigarette?

Each day you see that smoker who always seems to have that slow burning nicotine, or cancer stick as some of us say, in their right or left hand. Many times a day do we have our cell phones in our hands a day? Don't read too much into the title, it's a bold one but it did its job as you are getting deeper into the thought of.. Some starting to give themselves excuses of why or how a smartphone doesn't smell your clothes up or can kill you.. First sign of addiction right? I'll be honest, I'm typing on my mobile device now. I'm not immune to the new age technology. Let's just think about it in general. Are Mobile devices the new cigarette? Now what do you think?

As we live our lives and continue through our days we tend to sit and grab that Smartphone with its great Graphical User Interface and quick operating system. Almost craving to see what's happening or what's going on outside of our own lives. It's a strong addiction isn't? I'm writing now as the title came to my mind and the thought of me wasting a good topic, became too much for me to let sit in my head.

I just honestly wanted to take a break from the laptop and studying. My recent vlog about the importance of resting and reflecting came to mind. So, I closed the laptop thinking I would relax and watch some TV. Then, not only did I reach for my phone but, this blog idea came to my mind as I was getting ready to basically do the same thing I was just telling myself to take a break from.

I enjoy writing, I enjoy telling my stories and sharing my experiences. It's interesting that whatever you're doing or into at the time can become a part of you. For example, the love for writing and my current studies of computer courses all syncing together with a crazy thought such as the thought of…

"Cell phones being the new cigarette!!"

I am either pretty tired or on to something here... Let’s see, you can look at it for too long and hit a tree or run off the road when driving, which can cause bodily harm or death. As smokers, we do keep a pack on us just as we keep the phone in our pockets or handbag. Eventually you’re going to pull one out and if it’s frowned upon on a “company’s dime” or something of that nature, you’ll just step out for a moment or seclude yourself for a couple of hits!! Addicted yet? Of course not, we’ll put it out for now, we’ll actually offer our apologies.. Sooner or later we’ll need another drag though!!

Cell phones are the new cigarette!

--FLOETSPEAR

Stretching Yourself with Tasks.. Success Driven

I've read that the successful ones can multitask and juggle all kinds of jobs, while prioritizing what needs to be put at the top and which doings can be taken care of after. I believe I'm starting to understand the meaning of testing your capacity. Four months into this new journey I have found myself hosting a men's empowerment group two days after beginning my first post in a Master's course discussion board. My son has just been given a platform for his live stream for gamers as he steps into the media path of most millennials in these times we currently live in. The wife has grown to new heights in her business, we’ve spent more days and time together with erasing schedules and enjoying dinner dates often. My mother calls me everyday almost now and I contact and visit my grandmother a lot more than usual as her eyes began to weaken. The knowledge and experience I've had seems to find it's way to the ears of young relatives now as well as they search for their paths. I spoke with a business owner and his wife today and offered my services in Media Marketing as they plan to retire in the near future. Surprisingly my sales pitch did not fall short of a success as I plan to create a business page for the restaurant and hopefully increase their business through ads and other marketing strategies learned from mentors and Tai Lopez, giving credit where credit is due. Tomorrow a new day begins as we move forward with the "job's" daily 8 hr routine then back home to be husband, father, and now student once again. Everything seems to move faster than normal but I'm confused by this calmness that has settled in me with so much going on. I can feel the stretch of the endeavors and I reflect on readings that stated I should get used to being pulled from all ends if I want to grow. I look at what's ahead and my imagination takes over. I put it in writing then my strategic planning does the rest while my motivation feeds my dedication!!
--FLOETSPEAR

Bobby Tee vs. Borgata The 2009 File Declassified

My first time playing poker I would have to say I was 8 or 9 years old. During the summer, the family would head down to the river house on every other weekend or so, out of the school break. There, my sister and I along with a couple of our older cousins would play “I de-clare-war” with an old deck from the adult’s previous late night "bidwiz" and spades card game. My older cousin D.W. was actually the one to show us how to play. I used his initials because my poker crew would give me hell about it for life.

Fast forward from 1994 to May 14, 2009. I’m 25 years old on I-95, 10pm heading from Mechanicsville, VA to Atlantic City, NJ. I felt I had a good 7 years of local play plus had visited the Borgata a couple of weeks prior to this trip. Not to mention I ran my own game and called the venue (Guest bedroom) the “Vellagio” for the previous 18 months. We still play with the clay chips from the first ever game I hosted.

 

Anyway, 25 and on I-95 with the cruise control set on 78mph. Riding low in an all black 2006 Dodge Stratus, with the brand-new Garmin GPS just picked up from Best Buy earlier in the day. I had the radiator flushed and the fluids topped off with new spark plugs put in too. I figured if I left around 9:30pm it should be a smooth 5 hr drive with one stop at the Maryland House for a quick bathroom break and stretch the legs a bit. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little nervous. Not for the fact of sitting with the more aggressive and experienced poker players, but for the simple reason this was my first time going this far by myself. This is what led to the numerous precautions with the car and GPS including getting the AAA roadside coverage as well. Two suitcases packed, a carton of cigarettes, jewelry, shoes and clothes all in the trunk. The blazers hanging from the hook above the backseat on the passenger side. Hotel Room was booked and the girlfriend was okay with me leaving for a few days. $4,000 cash in the bank envelope stuffed in my suit case and five $100 bills in my pocket as loose change. Another $500 was left with my ol’ lady, you know, for shopping or food, get your hair done or something. Basically the, “I’ll be gone for a couple of days money...”

About 80% of the way the GPS took me through the country side of town. Only about an hour away and it was a nice and smooth ride with the Ipod on random, playing the new hits and windows down. The anxiety slowing building as I often glanced at the GPS to see the number of miles left before arrival. Finally, I hit the GPS directed me to the Atlantic City Expressway, now I know I’m almost there. One last call home to inform Jesse that I was about 15 minutes from the Borgata Casino and Spa. The GPS read 5 minutes away and there it was. The East Coast’s sin city lights lit up the night sky!! I was here all the way by myself no rules and no body to tell me when, where, or what. The adult’s playground as some would call it. I missed the Borgata entrance exit off of the 1 Borgata Way’s rt… Needless to say I didn’t care I was here anyway. After turning around, I entered the Parking deck and went up and drove until I could find a parking spot close to the door.  Got all of my immediate belongings and ID, cell phone, etc… Coming up to the elevator from the parking deck with one of my suitcases and ear buds in my ear, it was grind time. Nothing reminds you more of where you are at then hearing that elevator say “Casino” as you prepare to step out.

The fresh smell of the deodorizing smoke scent which I will always remember, the Borgata smell, hits you like a breath of fresh air for any gambler. The sound of hundreds of people talking and yelling, with the constant clinging of the slot machines which does mesmerize the tourist or first time visitors.  The foot traffic was still steady even on a Thursday night or 2 am Friday morning I should say. I headed past the shops and onto the Casino floor making a right, passing the Elevator lobby and to the front desk check in. I had already called 30 minutes prior and told them I was coming in town early and wanted to see if I could check in before 6 am. “Of course, Mr. Taylor we have a room for you all set up.” I had learned in my last two trips that confidence is everything when speaking to the front desk clerks. Two keys were handed to me after I presented my ID and credit card. Up to the 42^nd floor I went. I believe it was the 42^nd or 43^rd but any way I had to go to the farthest elevator on the left side of the elevator lobby. I really like how they had an armed security guard standing watch at the lobby doors as well. You had to present your key to even get by to get to your rooms. Eventually I would know the guards by name after greeting them every morning but let’s not get too far ahead. Opening the room door and putting the suitcase down I had to walk to the window to look at the view of the Oceanfront Casinos. I was finally here. At the moment I said a little prayer and talked to my dad letting him know I missed him and to forgive me for the stuff I was ready to get into downstairs. I removed the money from my suitcase adding another 500 to what was in my pocket and put the rest in a safe that was in the closet. I put on my Georgetown sweatshirt with my “VA” hat and hit the $1/2 blinds NL Holdem’ table. Max buy in $300 so I bought in $300 in chips.

 

 I played for about an hour and a half before the road trip began to wear on me. The hot cocoa with whip cream had gave me a little bit of energy but it was time to head back to the room and get some rest!!  May have been up or down but it didn’t matter I was tired at that point. I think I sat peering out of the room window for about another 20 minutes as the cars and lights lit the sky up. Then I proceeded to kickback and relax.

The next morning, I hopped up and dialed room service and ordered some pancakes with bacon and eggs to start the morning off right. I pulled back the curtains and all you could see was fog since I was forty-two floors up. After eating I figured I’d go down to the spa and relax in the hot tub by the pool. Definitely a great way to start your gambling day with some poolside action. Once again, I reached out to room service with the phone by the towel area and tried to order a grey goose and vodka. Grey goose wasn’t on the room service menu according to them so, I settled for the Ketel One instead. Not too bad with pineapple juice, slice of orange, lemon and a lime. Breakfast of champions for me sipping by the pool and preparing for the war that lies ahead on the felt.

 

After an hour of relaxation. It was time to hit the poker tables. I would play till about 4 or 5 pm then get some lunch either there or some where out on the ocean front. Some days I would hit the Hooters in the Tropicana and then enjoy a cigarette watching the waves crash on the beach. Then after I’d proceed back to the Borgata and play more poker. That was the routine throughout that weekend. Friday and Sunday nights were for the Club inside the Borgata. Club Mur Mur was a pretty happening spot on those nights as the Jersey and Philadelphia locals would pack the casino in their finest clothing. That’s one thing about the casino life I enjoyed and that was from Thursday to Monday morning everyday seemed like a Friday night! For a twenty-five-year-old young man, it was where you wanted to be if you enjoyed the sights, sounds, and party atmosphere.

The weekend hits and my buddy Wes showed up. Wes always had a love for the game of poker and respected it the same as the infamous Phil Hellmuth (Las Vegas Poker Pro). Needless to say, he reacts to bad beats the same as Phil too.

 

Wes was the first player I noticed early who actually studied the game or would do research on different topics. For example, throwing the dice in a “V”, with the 3 dots showing on the top of both die and meeting in shape of a “V” when you bring them side by side.

 

He brought a couple of books about Black Jack and a poker book by Barry Greenstein or Phil Hellmuth with him as well.  At the time I thought it was a little much but hey, to each their own. Looking back at it why not study or research anything? It’s all good information even when gambling. I used him as my book when it came to the Casino experience. He was the first to have introduced me to the city and he had the experience with the players. One of the first things he reminded me of is that the poker games there never end. What I mean is that basically when you’re tired it’s okay to get up. At that point in my life before the casino games I had always stayed at any game until it ended. Win or lose I would always play until the morning or the game broke at a friends or underground games throughout the Richmond City areas. With that being said we hit the tables and had a pretty good time. I recall the time we sat at the Black Jack table and found a nice $10 minimum section. Wes always looked for the Asian section because that's where the table minimums were the lowest. Sometimes we even found $5 min tables throughout the weekdays. The drinks had been flowing all day as it was late on a weekend night so still a good crowd throughout. This particular table we ended up being at a table where it was just us verse the dealer. I’m thinking let’s go to a table with some more people to enjoy the crowd he was thinking our odds just went up and it’s us vs. the dealer. With a $10 minimum it was easy to save your money when you didn’t “feel it” on a particular hand. With that and a few other strategies we had things began to go pretty well. We even had a dealer come over by the name of Lynette which is the name of my mother and sister. Once I told him that he immediately said, “it’s a good sign Rob it’s going to be a great shoe" (Shoe: Black jack term for a device where the decks of cards are held before the dealer rolls them out to the players).

 

We played at that table for about 2 hours before some random pit boss walks up and says that there closing the table after the shoe finished. I was thinking okay no problem sir, still being a rookie of the game and new comer, I had no idea that they were watching us win for the last hour and a half. We didn’t win 100,000 dollars or anything but we did have a couple a piece. Wes on the other hand was like, “wow Rob they’re shutting the table down on us dude.” We hit them for bout 4 thousand or so between the 2 of us. Not a bad night, especially for a couple of poker players playing at the $1/2 or $2/5 limit Holdem tables. After that hit he squared away his half of the money for the room and from that point on it was a free roll for us.

The game plan was set after we built up some hours at the tables. Of course, we were comped a few things through the trip as well. Ultimately the plan became to use my two complimentary nights Monday and Tuesday, then we’d used his two complimentary nights for Wednesday and Thursday. Friday, Sat, and Sunday would be paid from the winnings from throughout those 4 free days. Wes had a paper route back in Richmond, VA so he had to return to work for a couple of days then he would pop back up on Wednesday night and we’d do it all over again. I arrived at the Borgata May 14^th, 2009 and I returned July 2^nd, 2009. The swings were tremendous and the experience was so exciting I couldn’t put it all in one blog entry so, Look for Part 2!! Coming soon.

-FLOETSPEAR

 

Bobby Tee vs Borgata
2009 Files Declassified Pt.1 

 

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Leadership and Integrity

Lately my readings have involved leadership topics and integrity. Many people have a clean image but inside is where we locate the integrity. The titles of boss or manager for instance often plays a role in many of the lives of people who get up and go to work to provide for their families and themselves. I’ve recently learned that the good leaders in life may be the number 2s or 3s in their positions at work. This is possible because of their ability to influence others. That’s the true definition of a leader. A strong leader also holds themselves to higher standards than their followers. I.E. the staying at work later or completing the high priority tasks no matter what the cost or how much time it takes. Getting to work before everyone or waking up at 3 am to be at the sitters house by 5 am in order to arrive at work by 6 am. Daily!! The dedicated usually stand out in the crowds of many and are easy to spot [Floetspear]. Imagine a dedicated boss who influences their workers. Even a dedicated coach who leads their team no matter who’s on the team. After educating myself on these characteristics several people come to mind, most I can call today and ask questions or just share thoughts. I find it intriguing that the more you learn the more your world expands and the easier it becomes to involve or find the right people to surround yourself with [Floetspear].
Lets talk about how we can lead in our daily lives. We can most definitely count on integrity being a part of it. Doing the right things even when no one is looking. Of course doing the right thing and showing the dedication will be seen by others in public. I’ve learned that people with these characteristics draw people to them. Followers or employees will do things for them that they wouldn’t for those who are not influencers even if they have a boss's title or role. The best advice I can give tonight would be lead by example! Get use to doing the right things and staying focused on the highest priority. Take the time to analyze your priorities to determine what needs immediate action and what things can wait. Put your family and their needs first stop worrying about what others think. If you’re doing things right all of the time you’re image is transparent and open to the public with nothing to hide. This will pull loved ones closer and the right people to you! Make sure you try to spend 33% of your time with people you can learn something from, 33% with people who know the same things you do and of course 33% of your time with those who you can help!

--FLOETSPEAR
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Searching How to use more of the Brain

Now days, as I ride on the same roads I have traveled since becoming able to drive the sights and scenery look new... The vast opportunities surrounding us can often go unseen until you are able to open your mind and believe in yourself. As I play my goals back this morning from a recording I made, the day begins with me in search of inspiration from the day’s tasks. After discovering a couple of books at a local Goodwill store, I wondered how I could use more of my brain. The myth we only use 10% seems a little odd but I’m sure we can learn to pull from more areas of our mind and brain. I am not going to let this thought leave my head with out writing it down on the goals list. Google showed different foods and things of that nature to enhance memory which made me think, if my memory expands then I could double or even triple the amount of information I take in on a daily and weekly basis. My newly acquired craving for knowledge is now needing more room as the information on Earth seems just as endless as the unexplored Universe. I find myself staying idle at work while waiting to get off of the set schedule to accommodate this craving to learn and challenge my thinking. Constantly testing my endurance is becoming satisfying as I watch and feel the mind and body work together. The question for the readers and listeners along with myself is, “how will you learn to use more of your brain?”

---FLOETSPEAR

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Midnight Mindset

WHAT'S YOUR PURPOSE? What motivates you?

Go on Faith!! Trust in yourself, your dreams and desires! At the end of the day you will be the one who puts in the WORK. No one can walk your journey with you but God. "Family will share your time with you but can not pave your path, nor can they know what you truly want to accomplish" [ Floetspear]. Fear nothing make your life what you want it to be. I used to think my purpose was to PROVE DOUBTERS WRONG but, now I am unable to hear them! I'm still learning and searching for my purpose while motivating others. I've been motivated by spreading knowledge, confidence and positively influencing, all while strengthening my relationship with the man up stairs! This, has brought others into my life who share a common goal. Mixed in with the quest of that goal often involves growth and discipline. The career purposes involves the finances etc.. the taking care of the bills, providing for my family. All can strengthen as you eventually "acquire a craving for knowledge" [Floetspear]. Each day has started building up to something though I'm not sure what. Leading by example has kept my character honest and challenges my integrity! Trusting in God and strengthening our relationship makes it all easy!! That's why the what's next Mentality will always be a part of life if you're focused on growing.

---FLOETSPEAR

From the Country to the City Pt. 1

"Family is not just an important thing, it's Everything." -Michael J. Fox

As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be different.. Why fit in when you were born to stand out? Now as an adult humility plays its role but I still feel a need to stand out. BE DIFFERENT, or at the least take a different path from what I have walked in the last 15 to 20 years. What do I have to lose. Selfishness, greed, lust, entitled, just to name a few things about how I lived through my late teens and 20’s. What gave me the idea that something was deserved or owed to me I'm not sure but I’ve learned to value putting in work.
Growing up in the countryside atmosphere with both parents home at the time really gave me the comfort of feeling secure and relaxed. Oblivious to the real world at the age of 13 one could say a kid would have had it made. Sports practices, help with homework, a sister, gaming console, decent clothes nothing too overboard, go-kart, basketball goal, life wasn’t bad for the late mid 90’s. My biggest worry would be who’s first in the house to get the TV remote after school.
In school I had friends, family, girlfriend, and what I thought to be enemies but they really were family trying to get me out of a box I had put myself in trying to “fit in”. But that’s another story. As I was saying school was good, standing out was a norm besides I still felt different from others. Not better just  different. Blessed with a big imagination, always pondering what was to come in the future. Things I wanted or was planning to try would often flash before my eyes.. For example in fourth grade I knew exactly who I would take to Prom in high school. And yep , “I did that.” Simple things were easy to see ahead. I often wondered why I would think of these certain things and what was next to come. I even saw the split of my parents before it actually happened. What I didn’t see was what was ahead for me during my teen aged years.
From the country style living straight to the city. Corner stores, street lights, and  closer neighbors to say the least. Mom didn’t want my sister and I in the city schools really so, we spent most of the first year attending a county school on the outskirts of the city, Hermitage high school. Still a big difference especially with the food selections for lunch. They had everything from Subway to Taco Bell in the school. Lunch time for a 15 year old couldn’t be any better. Only down side is you might not have “5 on it” after school because you ate so good for lunch. There were two different cafeterias and they were jammed packed. Kids everywhere. I only knew my older cousin Angel and the friends she introduced me to. My sister still in 7th grade went to the middle school at the time. Needless to say I definitely felt different coming to the school in the middle of the year. I was now the new kid. It seemed like the rest of that year flew by pretty quick. Eventually the constant traveling and getting off the bus at my Aunt’s house became too much for a single mom to have to endure. My 10th grade year I was the new kid again at John Marshall High School this time. Located maybe about 2 miles from our house in the city it didn’t take long before I ended up fitting right in. My closest cousin Ross pretty much a brother to me attended the school too. Well known and like by his peers I had no problem meeting and greeting. I had lived in the city for a year before attending so of course I knew a few other people as well.
I can’t forget the mornings walking down the street to the corner a block down to wait for the bus in the morning. Once at the school walking in I had to go to the 2nd floor for my homeroom. Passing by others you could smell a hint of marijuana coming off of people from time to time. By the time you’d reached the 2nd floor all you could smell was black and mild cigar smoke with a mix of cigarette smoke. This was mainly because the doors on the bathroom had been removed to detect smoking or hear fighting, I don’t know maybe they just didn’t want to fix them. That didn’t stop us from smoking in the bathrooms though. As I said it didn’t take long to “fit in”. I thought it was a whole different world compared to the country schools I grew up in. Hell, one cigarette being in your book bag might have been 3 to 5 days suspension in the county. You might even have to go before the damn school board. But in the city no worries. There wasn’t a call home if you ditched class, all you had to do was be present for homeroom in the morning. After about two weeks went by I was made a tutor in the Spanish class and got moved up from my Algebra class to the class with the Seniors. It wasn’t that they were saying how smart I was or anything, it was just because of the classes I had taken in the recent years in county schools. Our 10th grade was the cities 12th as far as math went.. At least the classes I had taken anyway. Now I was “different” again back to my norm in a sense. The principal made the switch right when I was in my math class and walked me to algebra 2 with the 11th and 12th grade students.. Most of the students in the class were girls. Some already mother’s mainly taking life a little more seriously at the time because of their early parenthood now that I look at it from a 34 year old perspective. “What you supposed to be smart or something?” One of the girls asked seating in the desk in front of me. Being put  on the spot with the older peers now looking at me, I decided to tell the truth, “Not really I'm just supposed to be in Algebra 2”. At this point I felt “different” again but it wasn’t the norm for me.
Eventually I took it that different or standing out wasn’t the best thing through out the inner halls of the city school. Not so much for the new kid anyway so I fell back a little.. Made sure I “fit in”.
My first girl friend I claimed, got jumped at lunch by a girl that had liked me and her friends.. Unfortunate but I still thought that was pretty crazy. So, I had to at least find out who the girl was right? Ewwhh she was a mess so that temporary curiosity and anxiety left quick. I had only dated the girlfriend for a day or two at that point, geeze, it was tough out there. So for the rest of the year I pretty much didn’t have a girlfriend that was an off time for me. Kept the options open though I guess.
As the year went on I did get into somethings I shouldn’t have but, again fitting in became the norm. First it began with regular smoke breaks in the bathrooms. Even with no door on the restroom on the second floor we still smoked regularly. You could even buy weed in the bathroom if you wanted. Mornings started off with the usual handshakes with the fellas and a Newport before homeroom. Some of the kids smoked black and milds but I had smoked plenty of them since the age of twelve in the country with the older cousins. Anyway throughout the year I realized that as long as you were in homeroom at the beginning of the day you were pretty much counted for attending that day. So when school became boring my cousin Ross and I would leave. We either walked to his older family members house, his Granny’s house, my uncle’s apartment, or a friend’s. The friend lived right across the street in some apartments. Smoking, music, and talking to the girls pretty much throughout the year was how life went. No focus on my future or how I was letting my mom down. The school year continued on without one call from a principal or main office. Not even a letter mailed home for skipping. As I said totally different from the New Kent school system I had grew up in. Even Hermitage high school would’ve called or something. I remember smoking weed at the school a first for me, not smoking, but smoking in the school. The Science hall had an exit at the end of it and you had to turn left and go down some stairs to get to doors which would lead out to the football field. My homeroom was actually the first class on the left when we’d g back up the stairs. Anyway Ross, my cousin, had a half of a blunt in his Newport pack and said let’s light it up.. I was like you crazy man you serious? Yea he said ain’t no one coming. So we cracked the door at the bottom of the steps and lite it up.. Puff puff pass and the rest was history.  I was like this is crazy to myself. Smoking in school, cool I thought. Not smart but cool none the less. Of course I slipped back into class and by the time the bell ring for 1st period the hall reeked of strong marijuana. Just another day in the city. The day went on I ate good at lunch of course. Speaking of lunch, I picked up on the kids who would use a code or letter and number combination for lunch and would get it free. So one day I tried it as well and sure enough I got my tray and milk and enjoyed a free lunch.. Bingo, no longer paying for lunch.. I never told my mom about the free lunch but I would always get the lunch money from her daily. Obviously I had “5 on it” after school now. Fitting in..

continued on part 2.. “From the Country to the City”

-FLOETSPEAR

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I Couldn't Tell You Where but I'm Going

Whatever you do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius and power and magic in it.

– Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

A new found sense of urgency has been haunting me daily these past couple of weeks. Trying to find the right step and decide the most important thing for the day. This way I can focus 80% of my days energy on that topic/task, while using the other 20% to cover the rest of the days motions. Basically making sure the right things are high priority and get the required attention. All of a sudden finding extra hrs in a day is becoming difficult. I find myself staying up just as late as I would be playing the Xbox or on YouTube, now focused on the next thing to do to get me ahead. Not sure if I should write, read, reflect, or add value in some way while absorbing the right material that helps me reach my full potential. What is one to do when he has yet to find his purpose? Posted on a note card in the bathroom I wrote my purpose was to prove doubters wrong. I figured since a wise man said it was important that we find our focus it’d be a good idea for me to have something on paper. In doing so I chose something that drove me since I was a teenager.

As I mentioned in a recent video on my Facebook page, “each week I will know more than I knew the week before”, I realize now I can’t hear the doubters. Their opinions are no longer valued especially ones with discouraging ideas or judgment. Sharing thinking is still a good part of growth but going to your own drum is a sign of a person who is determined. I could also still be searching or finding my way to whatever awaits. None the less, others opinions can’t affect the outcome of a victory in life. I value winning and those that win and respect those who know how to lose and bounce back. The grind of searching for something that can’t be seen but desired is a challenge but also an interesting learning experience. Is it success or eternal happiness with one’s self. The how, of achieving such, is a wonderful puzzle I’m enjoying trying to piece together.

In writing these short entries is where I find some answers. As I reflect when reading over thoughts that have just been put into words, I discover knew pieces to smaller puzzles. This one being that maybe I need to locate a new purpose or find my real purpose in wanting to grow so many branches. Adding more and more tasks to keep me active and more and more knowledge to keep me learning it’s not odd I would take a day off to let the brain rest. Then again I tried that yesterday but still ended up 80% deep into the different options of providing a future for my family. That’s what I call a Personal day from work. The really intriguing part is my brain won’t stop turning. Finding a dull moment in the day is seemingly depressing in a sense. And it’s odd because I thought I liked to just lay back and enjoy the breeze. I’m hungry for something and motivated while staying dedicated to do and be more. The next 5 years has to be different from the last and so on. I do not need the path to be clear. I just need to make sure I’m moving forward and we’ll see what happens..

---FLOETSPEAR

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Achieving your goals one at a time

"Life consist of what a man is thinking about all day."

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Since I have started setting goals, my thoughts exist around them. What I do, why I do, even the conversations I engage in are all wrapped around my goals and how to achieve them. Goals have given me a sense of direction. Finding the "why" for the goals took a little more time than expected and eventually the "why" changed and the goals list increased. Establishing my priorities and setting achievable goals at first, hardened my motivation and kept me dedicated. When you start achieving some of the goals you become inspired to do more. I add to my list often and enjoy asking myself "what's next" after a goal is achieved. You could say, I've developed a "what's next" mentality. In doing so, I am always looking for more challenges and new things to learn. Remember once you achieve a goal it doesn't have to be the end and the more you achieve the more you'll grow. Start small and waste a little bit of that sharpie marking them off then, let your mind do the rest.

Inner vs Outer

Are you spending any time on your inner growth or are you only concerned with how you appear in the public eye? How often do you wash the car, clean the wheels, or get that new outfit hanging on the display when you walk through the malls? I know I like nice stuff and accessories, they give you an extra glow right!? Now how often do you invest in reading, studies, exercise, or maybe evaluate yourself on what you need to learn to take over that next position in the company?

I took a look at my last 12 months and knew immediately where my investments and focus went. Then and there I decided that I wouldn't buy anymore things I didn't need, especially not $250 on the latest tennis shoe. Besides, I really didn't go anywhere any but to work. I spent money to look good making money, lol. That just sounds funny to me. So needless to say, I had put 100% in the "Outer" and 0% in my "inner" growth.
Understanding what I needed to do, I just stop buying unnecessary stuff and used the $29.99 or so I would've spent on some jeans or a shirt and spent it on suggested reading material for the next two positions above me. Mixed in a little self awareness reading as well. A small investment that could lead to a big reward. Make no mistake when I say investment, I'm referring to my TIME as well as financial. With Google and Youtube and the right topics you can feed your mind 1hr at a time.. Do that every day and that's 28 to 31 hrs a month you've invested in your "inner".

Build your character and strengthen your coversations with a variety of people. Share your thinking and your engagements with others take on all kinds of topics and ideas. Before you know it you're learning from everywhere and everyone one. The challenge for me now is to figure out how to take this opportunity to thank next level and be able to provide from it. I am enjoying writing and achieving my goals while priorities are getting tackled as well.
The road doesn't have a dead end to it. I just had to flip some things on my path. Growing from the inside out and not focusing on how I appear to the world.

-FLOETSPEAR

How strategic planning changed my life.

Strategies can make a difference in winning or losing. Implementing strategic planning into my life gave me an entirely different approach with not only my future but in my daily routines. With the help of reading John Maxwell's book "How Successful People Grow" I was able to look at my life broken down into 8 separate categories;...

1.FAITH
2.HOBBY
3.HEALTH
4.FAMILY
5.CAREER
6.RELATIONSHIP
7.PERSONAL GROWTH
8.VACATION

I evaluated myself according to which categories I regularly planned throughout my years. What I ended up finding out was my top two was "Hobby" and vacations. Needless to say "Personal Growth" came in as last or N/A. I sat back and looked at the categories and the scores as "Faith", second to last, "health" and "family" near the bottom as well, some how it all seemed upside down. I thought to myself "wow would you just look at this?" And then at that moment it all hit me and made sense.. Curiously and anxiously I stopped the evaluation and continued to read in dire need to know how to change this..

I began to take notes beside each category on things I could add to my day or week in each category. Remembering my Grandmother always told me to include God in my life, I decided to start with "Faith" first. First things first I needed to attend my Church. So, I wrote that down and added meet with the Pastor. The Pastor guided me to the book of Proverbs and I began to read it that night and listened to it on the "Youversion" app during my commute back and forth to work. I also shared my evaluation with him showing how backwards I thought my planning was in the 8 categories. Needless to say there was no judgment out side of the judging I had already did on my own accord. The Pastor also asked how often I prayed and encouraged praying regularly throughout the day. Just those few things alone added to my week and days as I began to see a change in my routine. Obviously the Xbox gained a bit of dust as I was now fascinated with the reading of the book of Proverbs.

Next, I looked at "Family" which I'm pretty sure was ranked fourth in my strategic planning evaluation. Besides, who plans with the family, I thought we just live and go through the week right? Now home in my bedroom, quiet with the Ocean sounds playing on my phone, I started to add notes on how to improve in my household. I wrote call sister, mom, aunt and other members often. Check on them by stopping bye, asking did they need anything or was it anything I could do for them, did they want to talk about something? Tell them how my son was doing in school and how are their kids doing etc.. Dinner nights where instead of watching the happening game on TV, we could eat at the dinning room table more often. 1 on 1 intense talks with my teenager.

From "Family" I proceeded to my "relationship" the wife! Only thing most couples strategically plan out are trips and paying bills right? Let's see what could I add here.. Can't tell you everything! For starters though 15-20 date nights went on the notes under this category. Days that I would make dinner instead of her.. I could probably wash some clothes too, maybe. Simple things though to say the least if you're looking for somewhere to start.

I'm going to stop there and let you the reader reflect on your categories and see what you come up with.. How often are you strategically planning in your 8 categories?
By the way the "Personal Growth" that was ranked "not available" it now is ranked with "all of the above" as each category grows..

---FLOETSPEAR

Enlightenment

For the past 5 weeks or so, I have been adding more and more tasks to my daily routine to see how far I can stretch myself. The focus being, to maximize the hours in the day while testing my ability to become comfortable in uncomfortable situations. An interesting brainteaser is, trying to be prepared for the "what happens ifs" of life or, having a plan for the disappointing outcome with a new venture if something doesn't go as expected. I have to admit the positive kick along with showing my vulnerability for some reason seems to be motivating others as I publish my thoughts throughout the Internet. Humility has been something I have rarely experienced as people have encouraged me to continue with my writings and open expressions. Sharing thoughts with people who have achieved in a variety of areas foreign or in relation to mine, has challenged not only my thinking but my will to stay out of the spot light. Oddly enough the more I learn, the more I want to give and share with the world. Fully aware that many people around the world constantly indulge in the vast wealth of knowledge from books, studies, and experiences, I feel a need to share with those like myself who were not fully engaged in their personal growth. Better yet, share the "how" for the ones like myself who just needed to know how to change their thinking in order to allow themselves to grow. Similar to being in a company for an x amount of years at the lower level only to gain a promotion and be told by the higher ups their possibilities for tax breaks, write offs or, promising investments.. If no one shares the "how" or shines a light on the "how," one has a high chance of forever walking blindly.

Failures and successes are a part of life. I am beginning to understand each of them goes hand and hand, especially for those who aren't afraid to do more than their average peers. 

Writing my thoughts has expanded my daily thinking, as I am constantly looking for the next challenge or validity in embracing an unexplored atmosphere. Surprisingly, I truly believe I can accomplish anything if my mind is set to it. Why not, besides if it's been done before it can be done again right? Especially anything completed by man. Essentially learning what I am capable of has been a major eye opener to what the future may hold for me. To be honest I have no idea what I will be doing in the next 5 years but, I know the next 5 years will involve me evolving, accomplishing new goals, building new relationships, and walking many dark roads carrying my own light.

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Lessons from a Father

May 2nd 1957  -  May 10th 2007

 Robert "ROY" Taylor Jr

"Saying things may not go your way is an understatement."

Sometimes things are going to be harder than you expect but you can't give up. You have to keep at it and figure it out. You make it work or at least make the best of it. My dad never showed or told me everything but, he did show and tell me plenty. I guess that's why I'm always talking and at times I forget to share the floor because I love to work the crowd, those who know me can vouch. Here I am with the sun shining on the front yard, in the house reading/writing instead of finding something to get into. I don't know if this is my passion or some weird phase I'm going through as I test my abilities to accomplish or at least try anything but, I'm starting to enjoy it a little bit. To be honest I would always start writing in my notebook after I got tired of writing song lyrics or just tired of recording and editing the music myself. I actually found this entry inside one of those notebooks so, I figured I'd share it sense I've got this blogging itch lately. 

Anyway let me get back to my story. As I was saying my dad didn't show me everything. In my opinion, now that I look back on it maybe he wanted me to learn and see for myself. Maybe that's why I try my to be more open with my son so he's not smacked in the face too hard by a world that's going to smack you in your face as you grow and venture out. For example one day, I believe I was 19 years old or something like that. He actually lived in the same house my son Trey, my wife Jesse and I call home today. Now separated from my mom for about 6 years at this point. I recall stopping by here having called about 30 minutes prior and telling him I had just picked up a set of brakes for my 91' or 92' Ford Tempo. Riding clean I know but that's here nor there lol. He said, "sure son come on by and I'll pick up 5 quarts of oil for you too! Just pull the front of the car in the garage when you come!" I was like cool "this is going to be a breeze" right?! Thanks pop see you when I get off I said.. 

Mind you, I said he never showed me everything but he told and taught me a lot about plenty. So, I get to the house pulled the car up to the car port easing the hood in the garage. The ramps were laid out so I hopped out and lined them up figuring he wanted to change the oil first. "What's up dad, how you doing etc.." He was kicked back at the table in the garage with the Channel 8 News playing on the TV with the speaker wires hanging on the cinder block wall as an antenna. He was always crafty at making things work. The back of the garage had the Harley propped up on a motorcycle jack as if he had been working on it recently. A normal sight for those Harley lovers, I've learned. I noticed a pair of overalls laying on one of the chairs across form where he was sitting but I didn't pay it no mind. I figured he was going to put them on anyway since he wasn't wearing anything but his factory work clothes. As he finished a can of Miller high life while eating on his heavy seasoned dozen of blue crabs, with a pile off empty shells next to him on a crab juice soaked newspaper, he asked me, "You still got that book that came with the car when I bought it?" I said yea of course its in the glove compartment or in the back of the seat pocket I think. Shit I didn't know for real I had no need for it. Besides whenever he was in the garage when I was younger it was always go back in the house.. Not because he didn't want to see me but because, "aint nothing but grown folks out here" lol. As I find myself saying that to Trey now.  "You want any crabs son or a cold beer with a chuckle and a big grin?" Nah I'm good pop, knowing I loved some crab meat but I really hated all the damn work that went into getting that little bit of meat out. Yea I know I know but, that was just me at the time (lazy). 

Totally unaware of what he really had planned, this man said, go ahead and look in the index (he was always trying to show me the right or proper ways to do and say things, some people take it the wrong way because they fear what they don't understand) to find the pages for brakes and oil. I got the tools already out for you laying on the floor right here beside me and the jacks over there for when you finish changing the oil. I'll be here to make sure you do it right but, you're going to do it yourself [grabbing another Miller high life out of the fridge near the TV]. 

"What if I wasn't here son, you going to pay somebody 200, 300 and some dollars every time there's a problem? Do you have $200 that's what you're going to need if you cant do it yourself out here." "Anything man made Robbie is going to break down eventually that's why I keep telling you to get an education so you can get a good job, have some insurance on your car etc.." Of course I was payments behind, at 19 whaat.. I needed that extra spending money, I'd pay it later.

"If you cant to fix things yourself somebody will be glad to take your money"  

To sum up this lesson. A man must find his own way ultimately. For the males, especially teenagers, with out a strong male or, father figure, mentor, motivator, role model, or just a positive hard working person who cares to say the least, with out that presence the journey is that much more difficult. Not impossible by any means just a bit more difficult.

There's also the possibility of the male or wiser adult's environment to be a negative influence. As for me, I've enjoyed the fruits of both negative and positive people that I have looked up to at a young stage in life. Nothing wrong with that but I've also known the difference between the two as well. Maintaining that focus of being better than that and productive still came from God and my parents. 

They embedded that into me.

-FLOETSPEAR

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Media Turns Friends to Enemies (Jan. 2017)

In life I've noticed things aren't always what they seem. The outside of someone or something isn't always whats on the inside or represents what the interior truly conceals. Cliche I know...
Through my own eyes and social media, one is able to see a world turn against itself. Those who really are aware fear for the future's revelation. The media, or maybe it's something a bit more dangerous and powerful that is turning people against each other. Even those with pure love within are turning against friends and family. We often let outside affairs reach the insides of homes promoting hate, jealousy, greed, lust etc... In public there are kind smiles and piercing stares, friendly handshakes along with well wishes. Thoughts of the world and surroundings today are constantly present in the minds of people and the threat of danger is easily viewed through your devices or television, which is practically unavoidable now. If you look around you almost can see the good becoming bad and the bad appearing to look good. Let that sink in for a minute. Not just singling out one entity in particular but not excluding people themselves and the government. What is one to believe throughout the storms and mass confusion? How do we come so far and not move at all? As a human race and a country? What about as a world? Faith provides a sense of hope while not always speaking for the greater good or opening one another's eyes to the damning hate and growing negativity. Is this generation's future really left in the hands of sports figures and TV Reality stars? Why do we not use our education and Godliness to promote and make changes ourselves? When I say we, I am singling out the world leaders, the governments, the news broadcasters, the promoters and sponsors who often decelerate when a certain agenda or path is changed/challenged. What is this new agenda flooding deceptive and extremely controversial content through every outlet possible? Does freedom really allow people to chose their own road through life? It's not a side to live or choose in life it will and always has been ashes to ashes and dust to dust. Period. So, where did the glorification of hate and pain come from? Why does the media thrive off of the negative which only promotes anger and bitterness within those who are forced to become viewers. People become obligated to pick sides. Disagreements become conflicts, bonds become ticking time bombs, and friends turn into enemies. This is what I have seen take place! Now thinking back on the "ashes to ashes" quote as I write I get chills thinking of what else that has always been, the ageless battle of good vs. evil. One thing that was here before America and other countries is God. Christianity, Islam, and the black/white, Indians, Jews, Hispanics just to name a few Godly and peaceful examples are all under one sun. So listen close when you hear people speak their minds pay attention. Not excluding right or wrong but, again singling out, is it positive or negative, good or evil?

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INCEPTION

ENTER INCEPTION THIS TIME

YOU HAVE TO FEEL YOUR DIRECTION
COLLECTION PLATES PASSED
DOWN THE ISLES OF THE FAITHS
HOW OFTEN  IMPERIALISM
TAKE LANDS AND BANKS
CROSS WATERS DROP ANCHORS
STORM THE SANDS WITH TANKS

WHAT MAKES THE OPPOSITE INFERIOR

TO THE MAN IN THE MIRROR
 I SPEAK ON THIS PLATFORM SO
THEY UNDERSTAND CLEARER
GOTTA LAY IT ON THEY BACK FOR HIM
WHAT ELSE CAN I DO I CANT
BRING OBAMA BACK FOR THEM
KEEP MY FAMILY STRAIGHT POPS KNOWING
IM NEVER GOING BACKWARDS
 BLOWING BACKWOODS MAKING SURE
MY CHILDS GOOD
I HAD A WILD CHILD HOOD
THE WORLD IS YOUR PLAYGROUND
MIGHT FALL DOWN BUT NEVER STAY DOWN
TEAR THE WALL DOWN EVERYONE CAN PLAY NOW
THE PROPHETS ON IT'S WAY NOW
THE HESITANT WILL REPENT
 IT’S OBVIOUS SNAKES  BE THE GODLIEST
I GOTTA KEEP TWO FACES LIKE HARVEY DENT
 IF YOUR BROTHER WAS ON THE RUN
WOULD YOU HARBOR HIM
DRUMS HIT LIKE THE DEVIL BUT
ITS GOD WITH IN
TALKING BOUT RYHMES THEN ITS
ONLY NAS AND HIM
ICED DOWN  NOS AND GIN
IM MAYWEATHER LET ME BOX AGAIN
2017 AND IM OUT BANGING
THE NEW LOX AGAIN
THESE RAPPERS FULL OF
DRAMA LIKE OXYGEN
IF YOU HOT, YOU IT, SHIT
THEY CAN HATE  OR ROCK WITH IT
I SPEAK TO THEM LIKE PAC DID IT,
GOTTA MAKEM' LEARN SOMETHING
INSTEAD OF POPPING SHIT
NIGGAS TALK A LOT OF SHIT
BUT AINT POPPING SHIT
THEY POCKETS HIT  BEHIND THE CLUB
 THEY PARK THEY WHIP
AND THIS BEAT I
BE STARVING IT
CARVING IT TASTE SO GOOD
I GOTTA THANK GOD FOR IT

Knowledge vs Wisdom

Spoke with a CEO recently who's been challenging my thinking and he spoke of not rushing to fill my head with information from a bunch of different sources or novice characters.. Rather be careful of who or where you receive your information because an expert may just say they have it completely wrong..  Prior to this topic, we were talking about the new path I have began in my life, the adding of more challenges in my days, more tasks, more reading, more prayer, more family time, more work, more thinking, basically more everything..  Just as many would when learning about something new, I had several ideas of this and that.. A new drive, motivated I felt not only from the different information or knowledge I was aquiring but the assumptions now's the time to invest, save, make money, work harder, and live better.. I really became fond of helping others.. Lifting people up and adding value. All good things and actually all getting done somewhat.. Of course everything takes time. Back to the first topic of me understanding what he meant when saying be careful where I aquire my information.. From that I took: be quick to listen but, test or research the credibility or background of the source.. Its better to learn from an Expert than a novice.. How many times have we heard someone say, "Would you like to share your expertise on this subject?" Most of the time it's a sarcastic question from someone who thinks that particular person doesn't have as much knowledge or a better idea than them. Okay I'm rambling a bit but again a person who just has knowledge of the subject or profession if you will, will never be able to even touch the capacity of wisdom an Expert can fill into any blanks that come up.
I guess he was slowing me down a bit or pumping my own brake for me. In effort to make sure I took the time to reflect and remember to focus on myself while continuing to grow ultimately making me a better helper if that's the road I choose to take.. He challenged my thinking!! This doesn't mean he's 100% right but I think I understand what he meant.. Since then I have removed some of the business/motivation content and added more influential studies within my field of work.. Saving the business info learned and sharing it with my wife (the actual Entrepreneur of the family). Not only do I have this CEO as a mentor or accountablity partner but I added a second, one who is instead of 10 steps ahead of me down to a mentor who is 3 to 4 steps ahead but this time in my line of work.. Again not an expert I'm sure but very knowledgeable and experienced in with their craft.. Far more than me anyways, so it's still a learning opportunity right..? With that being said, I searched for authors and titles who have became experts in our line of work and allowed them to mentor me as well.. Now we have 3 guides along the path (my life) of my choosing (my road).  So can the knowledge gained with time and experience(fails and wins) ultimately  provide wisdom?? I think so..

I'll remember to check my sources too though!!

---FLOETSPEAR

"World on my shoulders" lyrics

"Where are we, where am I at? Who are you, Where am I? Why is this happening to me..?"

"With the world on my shoulders Lord I'm ready to ride."

My son, are you ready to fly?

"With the world on my shoulders Lord I'm ready to ride, I know there's more after this just ain't ready to die, I'll never lie and I'll never snitch and keep my head to the sky. Deny we cry and we bitch are we ready to fly"

What do you do Prophit' ?

"I spread my wings as I write these hard verbs and pronouns,
I think we lost sight of Proverbs and Job now,
I'm in the dark still seeing all that knows how to bring a child in the world and crown him new Prince,
Jesus, I know you'll let him walk in your shoe prints, my grandpa Dungee he needs only a few stints, you just took my pops and put my mom through the same shit,
Got me saying fuck the world and package it came with,
It easy to realize what you've spoken ain't changed yet, I find my self drinking but ain't nothing go change that, infact let's step back cause ain't nothing go change that, and I could change my life but ain't nothing go change Dad!!"

"With the world on my shoulders Lord I'm ready to ride, I know there's more after this just ain't ready to die, I'll never lie and I'll never snitch and keep my head to the sky. Deny, we cry and we bitch are we ready fly"

"I could quote "pieces of a man" like AZ,
Just to get a peek of his plan is crazy, you could pour bleach on your hands still they see the sin take a piece of man's baby.
And you could fill a beach upnwith sand maybe, it only took a week, understand where lakes be..
Earth Wind and Fire now I know what they see so, I'ma hold this note on this beat like Macy.
You can't keep up slow poke then chase me cause when that light gets dark so hastily, you go feel the fear in your heart, so save me.."

3rd Generation Album
By: Prophit' (me)

Forbidden Destiny

What is true love? Is it the way a person looks at you when you see them, or how much you think about them when they're gone? Could it be a feeling in your heart or the fact that you can't get them out of your head? What defines it? How does one fall uncontrollably for another especially even if their time together is brief? Perhaps the one who fell was missing something or desired the others attention.. Could it be lust for the other? If you feel empty when you don't hear from them is it love? Do you wonder or even dream what if? What causes someone to not be able to control their thoughts or think so much about the other? How does time move so fast when you're with them yet stands still when you are without? What makes someone feel a way about the other that they've never felt before? Could it be the fact this is something they can't have but yet yerns for? What can be so powerful to make another not enjoy a day without hearing or seeing them? Does it have to be first site? Does it even have to be right? Why does the absence of their presence bring so much pain at night? How can one be lonely when surrounded by others? When do you know? When does it go away? Should one become bitter because they can't have one another? Does life find a path for them in the future or do we create our own paths to make our own future? What about the ones we care about who will be hurt does that become our fault? Would one say it is immoral to follow our heart? Does the pain mean one is in love? Does it fade or do we replace it? When you don't lose but choose to let things be how can you really know what could've been. Ofcourse things happen for a reason but why did our paths cross.. Do we stop and smell the roses sometimes to appreciate what's at home? Or do we pull it from the root and continue to water it?