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?