Lessons Learned in my 20’s

I will be turning 30 on June 22nd and I must says my 20’s was my most stressful times. I pray that my 30’s will be a lot better than my 20’s. In this post, I will be making a list of all the tings that I have learned over the past 10 years.

 

Lessons Learned

The top three things, people will judge you by is how much money you make, where you live, and who you having sex with.

  1. What I learned about money is making a lot of money is the goal but saving your money is more impressive because a lot of celebrities that were in their prime in the 80’s and 90’s are broke now.
  2.  Being from the hood don’t make you tough, and being from the suburbs don’t mean your safety is guaranteed at all times. Some neighborhoods are worst than others but crime is everywhere.
  3.  Sex is your personal business, so never volunteer to tell people how many people you have sex with, who you having sex with, and how many one night stands you had. Don’t let other people make you feel guilty about your sex life because most of the time, people that judge you and criticize you are usually jealous of you.

 

Parents and a lot of your elders will tell you that you are too young to be stressed or you don’t know how good you got it.

  1. Nobody loves like the way your parents do. Your parents are older and wiser than you so you should always respect their advice but you have to do what makes you happy.
  2.  In this generation, it’s harder to find love, the cost of living is more expensive, and the requirements/standards to find entry level jobs are much higher which makes it harder to find good career jobs.
  3. Parents can be the biggest bullies and hypocrites. Parents will try to live through their dreams through their children but all this does is make your children resent you more. Parents should be good parents and treat their kids with respect because your kids might be all you have when you get old.

 

I have always been taught that black people are the most divided race and black people never stick together

  1.  Black people are only noticed for their violence and ignorance, but there are hardworking black people, that find true love, get married, have children and live happily ever after.
  2. Big difference between black people and niggas but every race have the people that demonstrate class and people that demonstrate ignorance. Ignorance is not based on a person’s skin, but on a person’s character.
  3.  Interracial relationships and marriages is a beautiful thing  because I love to see people being happy by following their hearts. So always follow your heart, listen to your mind, and use common sense and you will find the right person.  Never judge a person that dates outside their race and never make a person feel bad for only wanting to date within their race. Love is an emotion without color.

 

Things that I learned in my 20’s that I didn’t understand as a child

  1. I learned that reading can stimulate your mind but you won’t truly master your craft until you can apply what you read to experience.
  2. Fast food is addictive but it does harm to your mind and body because it can decrease your sex drive, make you body tired, and possibly lower your confidence.
  3.  Popularity is a phase and is only overrated if you only became popular by trying to be somebody your not. Once people get use to your presence, as time ages, people forget your presence existed in the first place. But being popular by being yourself, working hard, and helping people for the right reason will make your popularity last a lifetime. It is possible as well to be popular just by being yourself.
  4.  Boring and lonely is the new popularity and trend in this generation. Even the most popular people feel lonely and goes through depression.
  5.  Being celebrity feels like the life from a distance, but up close and in person, being a celebrity is one of the biggest pressures you can go through because not living up to the expectations of your fans can end your career.
  6.  When you watch porn all the time, sex in real life feels so overrated.
  7.  Believe it or not, women are freakier than men, and in this generation women are more straight forward and honest and not afraid to express their opinions regarding sex,but still women hate perverts lol.  I use to be surprised whenever I met a girl that was so straight forward expressing her feelings on her sexual needs because as a child, I was always thought that women didn’t like sex.
  8. You don’t need to go to college become successful. Some of the most successful people were high school or college dropouts.
  9.  Being a teen parent is not a goal to achieve as a child growing up, but never judge a teen parent because some of them still work their asses of to make something out of themselves. You have people in this world that have no kids and still make all the excuses in the world do not do anything with their lives.
  10.  No matter how old you get, you will always makes mistakes, you will always have a weakness, and ten years goes by fast.

 

 

 

 

 

Please God

The side where light is absent.
The first demon of lust is present.
The second is hidden
like materialistic items inside
a box.
This demon is hidden like secrets
and clever like a fox.
A poison that can dismantle a focus
that’s meant for greatness.
Precious like Eve’s nakedness,
lose its value
like Adam’s place in the Garden of Eden.
Lust will place me in conflict
like R kelly in 96.
I’m on the downlow and no I’m
not homosexual.
I have a secret, that one day I will
open up to the world and expose it.
My mind is an overloaded circuit.
My choices is why my life
is like a circus.
My circuit breaker is tripping
like a clumsy kid with untied shoelaces.
My world is darkness with no emotions.
A heart of stone, like corrupted politicians
that abuse power and criticize those in poverty.
Lost like odyessus in the Odyssey.
Finding my way home damn near
almost an imaginary
This is year 2 of a 20 year journey.
A punishment that has my world blindness.
Fires, cannibal giants, seductive women, hinder
my path to reach heaven.
Why is life defined like learning lessons
in physics?
All I ask for is to reach home in peacefulness.
I just want skip life like an intelligent child
skipping 1st grade,
and make it to heaven.
God, if you can hear me, can you please, I’m not asking to be rich, or for a big house.
Can you please destroy the two demons
because they block the path of me
from achieving greatness.
I do not want to burn in hell with Satan.

Back To College After 4 Years Off

It’s been a long time
and feel like I’m behind.
Move forward in life
can’t look behind
Discipline in my bones
and I have to get
back in my zone.
Harder than stone
instructions aren’t
always clear.
Danger of failure
is what I fear.
Interaction of
others
I watch
from a distance
since I’m a loner.
Technology makes
classes much faster.
I’m just trying
to keep up with
the pace
while I have
a blank stare on
my face.
I can’t let this
go to waste.
My past I ran
away
So I hope
for God’s sake
I can move
along a smooth pace.
Gotta get back in line
and keep my head straight.
It’s like I’m going to war
and I need to be strategic
for reading comprehension
or arithmetic.
Nervousness is in
my genetics.
People may think
I’m pathetic.
But I’m learning
to be apathic.
Learned lessons for
being sympathetic.
Left me in a panic
like I’m diabetic.
I need to be energetic
So I search for
my motivation
to be my new replacement .
My brain is a messy room
that’s need straightening.
I drink milk to strengthen
my bones.
I walk on campus
and say to myself
“Welcome Home”

Poetry Freestyle

This is not a test, it’s complexity

Imagine closely, hear this slowly

I write poems, that leave minds numb.

These words stick, in heads like gum.

I’m the true poet author, as I age

my mind is sharper, like gillette

blue razors. I respect my elders,

of both genders, since my heart is tender.

So I’m humble with my endeavors.

Smart, but never clever.

My love is pure, I’m a savior.

The mechanism of me as a writer,

is similar, to the Manhattan Project.

Ready to explode like nuclear weapons,

but keep my composure

by thanking Jesus for helping me discover,

my true nature of unique metaphors.

The immortality of my poetry,

heals the sickly mentally.

Bitter without discipline, put limits

to positive emotions.

Angriness, lead to mistakes because of hastiness.

The measure of toture takes place

when the truth is not heard, but viewed.

Hatred of the truth, is a marathon and your endurance doesn’t improve.

What ripens is your skin, becoming thick

like smoke, from memorial day barbecues.

Feelings are intangible like souls, emotions are buried like gold.

Forced smiles stretch like rubberbands, snaps your heart, when the body gets old.

Poetry don’t dissemble what’s real, life is ungentle, crime is intentional, the blueprint,

of success is confidential, alot of lives are accidental, the outcome is unpredictable, when sins vicious like pitbulls.

There’s no sequal, souls will burn beneath you.

No crossing guard whistle to guide you, the road’s narrow with a beautiful view.

Be lead by the archangel, carrying souls above you.

The Devil(Part 2)

Please read The Devil(Part 1) first before this.

 

Nobody hides pain better than

a man

that’s trying to do right.

Now, here I am

indirectly explaining

the pain

that harasses me

mentally and spiritually

which causes me

to overeat everything

that’s unhealthy.

When people read my dark

poetry

they usually ask

“What’s bothering you?”

I reply nothing.

I wish that was the truth

but the more I do right,

the more I lie.

The more I try to be outgoing,

the more I hide.

I fear what I don’t understand.

Why is so hard being a man?

Being a child was hard,

so being an adult in today’s generation

is mission impossible.

Is psychological integration

possible?

I found millions of demons

in my body

but I can’t personify them.

They have me condemned

to a life sentence of imprisonment.

Trying to remain strong

but my patience wearing weak.

The evil possessed in me

is unique.

What I learned is what feels like heaven

is really defined as demon.

It uses pretty looks as a form of sedation.

The fallen angels placed me on suicide watch.

They forcing me to stay alive which forces

my confidence to drop.

Is it better to rest in peace or to be alive being agonized?

I’ve heard that emotions are incredible gifts

that we have to let us know

what we are thinking.

So is this true for all the inmates serving a life sentence?

What is incredible about emotions?

What is a gift?

A present, a materialistic item inside a gifted wrapped box where an emotion hides.

But emotions don’t have an return policy.

This is a complex process and I don’t have the skill to deal with negative feelings.

Why do I feel so negative about today’s generation?

Vaginas stretching wide open easier to access.

Marriage became harder to request.

This is today’s world and we have no choice but to accept

thanks to the precious gift of an emotion.

The pleasure of something becomes so much of an addiction,

it’s blinds the morals of the righteous,

and the pleasure of doing something negative,

like smoking, drinking, gambling, sex, robbing, is the god we worship

but this is just finding happiness in wrong places.

When we listen to our emotions, we won’t always make the right choices.

We listen to those voices.

The voice that speaks in your mind to play a hoax on you

so you don’t use logic.

A temporary fix can lead to a lifetime of guilt and this kills

like weed killer in a vegetable garden.

As life on earth ages, it as well hardens the lives of humans.

Technology, Music, Television, is different in each generation.

Is change always a good thing?

When a change in your life occur

is that God’s blessing

or did the devil grabbed your face and took a swing?

I am a man in the clouds of heaven trying to fly with one broken wing.

Man I wish everything written in this poem was a dream.

The Devil(Part 1)

The devil is a preacher
The devil is a prophet
The devil is a teacher
So what does this mean?
It means that the devil
use disguises.
Why is evil in a disguise?
Deceit is more astonishing
than any magic trick.
Its extremely secretive
like Alex Mack power.
Can slide under locked doors
at any given hour.
The devil time is coming to an end,
so life for the millennials is getting harder.
My struggle is against the spiritual forces of evil.
When I solve a problem, it’s always a sequel.
Many many more issues and I’m only human.
So sometimes I think about God’s victory
over Satan and believe the light is overrated.
Life, I’ve been hate it because of Satan.
Demons were once angels, so kindness is always overrated.
Nobody is safe in this world, safety is overrated.
The technique to solve problems aren’t demonstrated
until you fail the life lesson.
This is why I believe college is bullshit.
Student loans and tuition balance are expensive charges
and make stress charge at you mentally like a bull.
The curriculum for majority of the courses is full of shit
because after graduation just empty pockets while receiving minimum wage payments.
It’s a tease and confusing like your best friend of the opposite sex giving mix signals.
Sometimes I wish life was simple like making a wish before blowing birthday candles.
I wish miracles were automatic deposits in your life like directed deposit in a checking account.
Days, hours, minutes, even seconds I count.
I count since I am closer to death, I can almost taste her.
She is brutal like the winter in 2015 in NYC.
I define her characteristic as being petty for holding grudges against me.
She celebrates my misery, blocking me from accomplishing my journey.
The nickname I gave her was Poseidon because I feel like Odyessus in Odyssey.
She stalks me so I wonder if death has schizophrenia.
Should I have mercy due the disorder?
I mean, she turn 151, 600 bodies cold a day of all ages.
That’s 105 people a minute, so that everybody from people locked in cages, millionaires in mansions, homeless on the streets starving, babies in garbages, innocent victims during school shoots.
This 105 excludes the abortions that didn’t need coffins.
But what scares me is the 250 births a minute because think about it,
how many of these babies will be possessed by demons?
How many of these babies are will burn in hell with Satan?
Now people always say stop being so negative
and you should always think positive.
Well in Matthew 7:13 – 14, it says “Enter by the narrow gate.
For the gate is wide and the way is easy that leads to destruction, and those who enter by it are many. For the gate is narrow and the way is hard that leads to life, and those who find are few.”
So now after reading this bible scripture, is this a positive or negative?
So after reading this, I believe hard work doesn’t pay off, it’s really about the connections.
Think about it like this.
Christmas lights, electricity, technology, or with anything equipment with a plug don’t work
unless you connect it to a outlet.
So in order to see the light, it’s not about hard work, it’s about connections.
Let’s be honest, when we think of the ‘light’ most of us Christians think of Jesus.
Jesus is who we worship.
The spirit of Jesus is used by many for a selfish benefit.
We follow the laws of the bible and do right by God until money involved.
Money is why we cheat, money is why we lie.
Love of Money is the root of all evil, so money is a curse in disguise.
Corruption reaches its peak when the price of selling your soul began to rise.
Rich is greedy for seeking attention of wealth
but the poor is cold hearted looking to empty your pockets.

 

After reading this, do you think the devil’s power is underestimated?

I Am Nothing

Won’t lie

Wish I could sleep

My life away

until I die.

Being stuck in a world of confusion,

make me have hallucinations.

Creating a happiness that doesn’t exist,

this is how I give a sight of bliss.

This is another way of me running from

the past instead of facing it.

I refuse to accept myself and my life the way it is

so bizarre imaginations is a demonstration of what I have been missing.

Everyday I pray to God to release me from the is prison called Earth and take me to heaven.

I have dreams of perfections

and every morning, I wake up to nightmares of destruction.

My brain is like the apocalyptic skies,

the location of the afterlife, the fire rise.

The torture in my brain is underrated, but to loved ones, that view of me is not too blatant.

They believe in greatness, but I know my soul

is too corrupted, covered with dark stains like a smokers lung.

Feel like I’m on crutches, but I’m still young.

My soul need to catch some rays, to paint over the ways of darkness on my frame.

A description of life for me is trying to lift myself to heaven with drug money.

I want the fast and easy way out since the fallen angels committed a robbery.

I was disarmed, and my only peace was my Beretta

ready to shoot.

I am nothing like Peter when Ironman took his suit.

Life Is Hard

Life in split second decisions.

A division of situations.

Life is not a broken toy

so never a replacement.

It’s only one shot, and we have

to take it.

We either aim and hit the target

or miss by a long shot.

A miss shot can kill us when

life shoots back.

Blood leaks from a wound

that defines mistakes and excuses.

It’s always easier said than done.

Dreams don’t lie, it can reveal a ton.

I made a mistake or did I?

I am more miserable or am I?

I believe in myself, or do I?

How to realize when you are control in your life?

A dream is a secret wish in a disguise.

Do you ever wish a dream can last forever

when real life feels like it got much colder?

Logic and emotions are like cats and dogs.

Mixed emotions is the fog that make it difficult to view.

A dream was a preview of tomorrow’s news.

A message of hidden clues, to tell you what to do.

We try our best, but fear doesn’t take a rest.

It disturbs someone’s rest as a distraction to steal peace.

Little by little, it takes a piece of your peace

until you got robbed of everything

that gave you peace

so now you become desperate just for a moment of peace,

it turns you into a selfish being.

Drugs and alcohol all of a sudden

becomes a great reason

to subdue the overthinking.

But yet it’s still a lose lose situation

because somebody’s heart could get broken

for the time wasting.

Unpurposely you are guilty until you don’t know who you are anymore and this feeling hurts.

Raised well but yet, felt like you committed every crime that exist, and yet you have a clean record.

How To Have A Good Sex Life In Your Marriage

To have a good sex life in your marriage, I will list about 5 things

  1. Sex should last no more four minutes. If sex last more than four minutes than, it could increase chances of a stroke.
  2. Oral sex should not last longer than five seconds because oral sex is nasty and only for porn stars.
  3. Foreplay is too erotic and could make you neglect your real responsibilities so tongue kissing should not be allowed.
  4.  Sex should only take place when in the bedroom with the doors locked. It should not take place no where else.
  5. Never and I mean never wake your spouse up with oral sex. This will lead to a divorce.

True Meaning Of Popularity

Popularity is potent,
but commonly identifies 
itself as a form of poison.
Angel with wings on the surface,
but deep within, the angel transforms
to a demon.
Popularity gives off a vibe
like its Christmas morning,
but stay long enough 
and you see pitch forks 
like its a Halloween evening.
Good looks are deceiving 
and fade away 
like the sun in the evening.
Even though popularity 
feels like a nice warm welcome
like birthday hugs,
As it’s time ages, 
you realize the moments were wasted,
trying to fit in
like an over weight grown women
squeezing into her prom dress
to look exquisite for her high school reunion.
Problem we can’t seem to solve
is that inner beauty is within 
the soul of a human.
Lucifer was beautiful
like a wedding dress 
but the person in it was Dennis Rodman.
Popularity is pleasing from a distance
but up close and person,
hideous like restroom toilets
without flushing.
When perfection is the goal,
when you kick, you will miss
every time.
Picture it like this;
popularity is a huge  bicep.
The main attraction, the main focus,
but your true character is your legs,
which gets neglected, since women
only focus on the top half of your body.
We will do anything for compliments and attention honestly
to the point we lose our integrity,
taking credit for accomplishments
that we didn’t accomplish.
We love others reactions more than our own decisions.
No gun pointed to our heads to make a forced decision, we just addicted to somebody’s reaction.
So basically, we have bear arms and chicken legs.
This means we search for power in the wrong place
because power really comes from your legs.
We realize this too late and now we can’t bare to stare at our arms.
The right to bear arms, work against us and do self harm
with our own arms.
Lethal affliction is hidden within, but eventually comes out when the lungs fail to bring oxygen.