Going all above and beyond

So I've been away a minute only to come back and realize that things aren't much different from before. But I know that life has new meaning.

No babies or weddings or near-death experiences that I am aware of. I'm just seeing life through another set of glasses ever wanting more understanding.

Look at the spider in the picture on the right. If you can open up the picture and still have a good resolution, you may be able to see a marking on the spider's back that resembles the fleur de lis. I couldn't remember exactly what I was doing to my truck when I noticed the spider but clearly it intrigued me enough to take a picture of it. (Yeah, and it took a minute to get this clear of a shot on a tiny creature such as this one) I couldn't say that this spider is some sort of sign, I just figure some of you guys would find something interesting as well. right

At any rate, faithmakesithappen may be changing to youmakeithappen. God will give it or keep it away as he sees fit until he stops with the games.

*gasp*

Yeah, I said just that. I'm forsaking all that I've been led to believe thus far. It almost feels like I'm standing up on a 40 foot diving platform and I haven't even learned to swim. I'm not on some blame-God-for-my-shortcomings rant, though it can be viewed as such.

I'm simply ready for truth. Not a feel-good or regurgitated message or anything else; just truth that comes with time.

Stunna Rific

So many life changes, so much to learn. Taking a look back and comparing past to present day actions can help us learn a few more things about ourselves.



I remember back around 1982-1983, everybody was rollin' round on a Honda MB5. It was like a stepped-up moped--baby motorbike, but not quite. We had enough goin round in New Orleans. Not me, but everybody looked so cool on one of those. I was thinking about getting one of those lately, but we should see by now that I need no other project.



I've wanted other things based off of what I've seen others have. Poor ghetto kids, right? lol No. It's life. While the dboyz pushed the cutlass - regal - monte carlo themed vehicles on the vogues and spokes, i was sitting there like wow. I ended up getting a 1981 triple-black (cut up leather/vinyl interior) cutDawg while I was in college from a dealership. Had the pooh v8 in it that GM attempted to meet emissions requirements but became most people's butt itch. Drank like an eight but felt like a two.



I got rid of it, since I wasn't doing any justice to it. Yeah...she'd be a really nice ride IF I still had her. That was like '97-'98. My 1983 toyota corolla was no where as nice looking with her rusty azz, but she surely took me wherEVER I needed to go. Now that I'm in a '98 camry, perhaps i should feel as if I've graduated. How my patna put it just recently? Big Dawg status. Uhm, No.



Growing up, stuntin seemed to be the overall norm for people, but it didn't help. People began to connect self-esteem with materialism. No, it didn't start in my generation but repeating inferior actions should not be a goal of ours. How LL put it? "Man made the money, money never made the man." I know, shiiiiiiiiiid, don't know what money can do for ya or what people will do for money.



If you're in business, congratulations. Just don't add to a person's burden by making your success off of their back. When black folk mention slavery, people tend to tighten up because that is a very dark period in history. It's hard to seriously talk about it without feeling some sort of emotion. Businesses these days could give a phuck about their employees. Just make me more money is the mindset. "Join our team" says to me, "Gimme what you got." I know that there are plenty of honest intentions and goals and this won't be a PERFECT world [until Jesus returns, anyway, but I digress].

This has been in draft form long enough. Publish already.