Sunday, May 5, 2013
[INDISTINCT CONTINUES]
DIVA’S BE ABOUT RESULTS NOT ATTITUDE
Aint if funny diva’s how folk around you think they have you in a compromising position? Not realizing or knowing that you just in the game, cause the outcome or the result could never be compromised.
It’s probably just my country behind thinking this way. I’m all paranoid and stuff. And got the nerve to be living it out like a fool. Of course it doesn’t help that my man and his people call themselves practicing black magic(religion). Imagine what's on my mind.
Okay so now I’m looking at haters hating, and jealous folk looking at me like Ima giant (they excuse to attempt to deny me my success and progress). In the country we a different type of crazy is all. But cray-cray is cray-cray no matter what form it surfaces as.
I may not be a diva but I do get it. TWISE only females with some feminine power show up as diva’s. We got some fake diva’s in the house. I’m just saying.
SOT; You know that many times in your heart you have cursed others.
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THE FOLLY OF DIVA’S
As I sit here at the billiard’s spot off of W. 81st drinking a Miller High Life, one of my favorite spots to haunt , the clicking of the pool balls and the juke box bring me back to reality. I drop a lil lime salt in my beer before I take a sip. I look around, I find that things are not surreal in reality.
Everything is clear. When I get up close to something it doesn’t change what it was from far away. I used to look at surreal like it was a dream come true. Boy was I walking in ignorance. It aint a dream come true if it appeared to be something but is something different in reality.
My belly thinks that it is hungry. Not too many people are here right now. I feel like this dark place is mine. I leave my stuff (computer, wallet, etc.) to go to the restroom then pick up a menu. I may as well order some food to go with this beer.
My meal caused me to consider my dream man. What would he be like? What type of man would he be? He definitely wouldn’t be something that I could only dream of having nor would he be just a fantasy.
I don’t want a king. I wouldn’t want a man with glory. He doesn’t have to be a star. He don’t have to be doing great things. As yall can tell I’m country. This is mess that country folk build their existence on. Yes…. :-\ …..and?
Since I’m superficial (worldly not religious) all my dream man need be is shallow and materialistic. This type man would be the yen to my yang. He would not mess up my fung schway. You know? Holla if ya hear me!
Anyway, I know what’s going on here, it’s too complicated to get into.
SOT; This calls for a mind with wisdom
WTTW: Wolves love wisdom. Sharks thrive on wisdom.
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