Bad Karma & a Deathwish

Okay, I mentioned this subject sometime ago on Twitter….
I raised this question; If you were HIV positive or had AIDS (hell any STD for that matter) would you be honest about it? Or would you play with fire and be decietful?

Me personally, I would not and could not play with another’s person’s life like that and I certainly pray that no one ever plays with mine that way.

I was reading in the news how a guy waited until his wife was sleep (he was HIV positive and she was negative and stop having sex with him)…he took a needle and pricked himself so his tainted blood can get on it and stuck his wife with it while she slept. His reasoning for doing this CRIME was because he wanted to have sex. WTF!!!!!!

Another sad story, A guy I knew many years ago eneded up positive, he was a very cool dude. His wife was someone that he had been with for several years, she stuck by him through everything. To make a long story short, this mofo was sleeping around, and on top of that getting all these young girls pregnant in the process. His wife layed beside him every night and never knew he was cheating let alone positive. His started acting strange over time and finally snapped (literally) going insane, and the shit hit the fan. He is in jail now for intentionally passing along HIV because those pregnant teenage girls he was sleeping around with tested positive.

A chic I am familiar with sleeps around ALOT. She sleeps with all kinds of random dudes and gets it in ANYWHERE, she dont care if they married, fat, old, got one eye, etc. And she never uses condoms. She suspect she may have it, but is scared to go to the doctor to be tested. The sad part is she has children.

Another female, that is playing happy family with her fiance’ right now. They have a newborn baby and are a blended family, she has previos children, and so does he. She tested positive, never mentioned it to him. She had a baby after testing positive. Now they are enjoying the family life. But she struggles to keep her secret, because that means hiding medicine, sneaking to doctors appointments, etc. What you think he will do when he finds out his wife-to-be has a secret?

A “married” gay couple (two men) in the same situation. Living blissfully, but they have no children, just brought a new house, new car, just doing the damn thing. But one has the same secret as the forementioned young lady. he sneaks to the doctor, hide his medicines, and lies about why he gets sick. How do you think his “husband” will take that if he finds out?

This is real life for alot of people and its a scary and dangerous game to play. I was taught two things 1) Honesty is the best policy. 2)You reap what you sow.

Lying ans secrets is too exhausting and time consuming. As an adult you should and need to grow up sometimes, which means taking responsibility for your actions and facing the consqequences. You have to accept the things you cannot change, and work on the things that you can. If you are not ready to expose certain things about yourself to others, at least be a responsible adult and conduct yourself in a manner that does not jeopardize your life and others. And if you do irriesponsible things, you have to accept the consequences and face them, after all…you did do it to yourself unless its something you are born with, carry a gene for, or is autoimmune due to environments, etc, etc.

Thats why its so important to think before you speak. Think before you act.

Hell’s Gates are Wide Open

Its so much going on in the world, and its nothing nice. I don’t even know where the heck to start! I’m just amazed at how people go out of their way to do mean things, detrimental things, volatile things to people and themselves just because.

-These parents out here killing their children. (have you not heard of effin birth control?) if you didnt want them you should’ve prevented pregnancy. but whats worse (seriously think about it) ….The parents that murk they own kids, or the ones that keep them and fucked them up so badly mentally and emotionally they are a danger to everyone including themselves…..

-The kids out here killing kids….the heinous ish I been reading…(I know you been reading it too) so we not gonna go there, that subject evokes some angry shit.

-The deceit amongst people.

-The pandemic of the “fuck its” thats going around. I dont understand how you can just hate someone for living…someone that has never done a thing to you. How can you get mad and launch a personal vendetta against a person that is nice, loving, considerate, and caring towards you? How did that equate into them doing something wrong to you???

-What happen to a sense of value for others life, let alone your own life? These days mofos dont even value their own life. Depsite what you convinced yourself, YES we are human, we are breakable, we bleed, we scar, we need things tolive, and yes, we die…YOU ARE NOT IMMORTAL so why the hell would you play with your life like you got a backup life chiliin in the cut??? God love all his kids, we don’t have it like that.

-It seems like people don’t even bother to think anymore. its like the world has been struck with the Homer Simpson Syndrome or something. What is that all about? Its just scary.

-How and when did the self destructive nature become the thing to do? People be proud of the fact that they got so drunk they passed out. People pride themselves on taking harsh and random drugs. people pride themselves on sleeping with and making babies with random people they do not know, or know anything about. People are just out here living foul and they boast on it like you suppose to reward them for doing so.

-People go into the world do wrong things, unlawful things, immoral things and then……act like you did something to them and you owe them…

The scary ones are the ones that know they aren’t doing right but its okay because they feel as though they are above human law, God’s law, society’s laws, and the court of law.

I know none of us is perfect, and I don’t carry no holier than thou demeanor but I try to live right where I can, work on where I’m not, and do right by others and myself.

I know this is everyday life, but its getting worse and worse by the day. Grandma and them always said that we living in the Book of Revelations, and Judgement Day is coming. But I thought we suppose to get right (well try to) so J.C. can give us that VIP pass to chill behind the Pearly Gates…
It seems like people bum rushing the line to get a VIP pass straight to HELL.

And for those naysayers that say they don’t believe in hell on Earth….let me ask you…when was the last time you looked at the news, or read some? And when was the last time you been outside? When was the last time interacted with people including your family…..?

The Vajayjay & The Danga

I often ask and often wonder, what is it about the pussy that make a person go crazy…is it the way they throw it back? Is it the way it tastes? Is it the way it smells? What is it about this beautiful but yet ugly thing that rest between the legs of women. Dudes and lesbians, go crazy over it. I believe that its more addictive and has more harsh side effects than any drug on the market.

Dudes will go broke for it. And its guys that have actually convinced themselves that they are not “tricks” because they can afford to pay for “VJ”. Come on son…. how you think they came up with the term trick…??? You cant be a trick if you DON’T have money to pay for it. You are a “John” plain and simple. And what does that say about you, that the only thing you can bring to the table as a man is the offer and promise of money and materials to get the ‘VJ”…..

Men and lesbians alike, can go mental (like literally insane) on some “VJ”. What the eff is swirled up in the pussy nectars, that got these people losing they mind. What makes you want to kill another over some “VJ”? What makes you want to cause harm or sufferance to that person because they cut of your supply of “VJ”? This shit has (the partner) demanding that the “VJ” supplier cut of family and friends, and fresh air, totally isolated and alienated. Why?

“VJ” makes you delusional. It has you imagining things that aren’t real. It has you seeing and hearing false realities. Doing things that don’t seem logical. Acting strange and evoking abnormal emotions….

“VJ” has an equally dangerous counterpart to the ladies and my homosexual men…The ‘Danga”..

Danga makes you crazy too… this shit has women selling their “VJ” to please Danga. Women neglect their kids for Danga. Women will give up every last penny they own, for the Danga. And when Danga turns against them or betray them they lose logic. Your Danga cheat on you and you want to cause harm to the innocent party (because in your eyes, Danga cant do no wrong, or the hold it has on you is simply too strong). Danga sometimes make you suicidal…..possibly homocidal. Danga sometimes detroys you so bad mentally that you turn a path of self destruction that goes beyond repair.

Both “VJ” and Danga turn mofos into stalkers…….

Maniacs…..

Unstable creatures all across the board.

People literally die off these things… the STD rate is through the roof. AIDS and HIV… is no longer a death wish but still equally scary…

Babies are being born everyday with this disease,

or

Not knowing who their dads are, etc…its so much fuckery, foolery that comes along with it….

I’m sitting here typing this and still the question runs through my head….

What is it about the dick and the pussy that makes you lose all sense of logic, responsibility, and reason….?

Why is it that we as humans, act like we cannot live without it and will have it at any cost, even if we have to pay with our lives, integrity, and dignity?

Barbie???

Are you serious? When I was little I played with Barbie Dolls, hell I had the whole damn collection, Ken, Skipper, the corvette, the townhouse, Skipper and homies…all that. But ladies lets look at who Barbie really is and how she always ended up in our toy boxes.

First of all BARBIE IS NOT REAL….. did you get that??? She is plastic. Now when a person calls you plastic….what does that mean? (I will take a clue for $100 Alex) It means that you are fake, you are faux, you can easily be molded into something else, you are an imitation. you are disposable and can easily be replaced. So is that what you think of yourselves ladies?

Second, Barbie has no brain. Is it an attractive thing to dumb it down? Is it cute to be an airhead, a bucket head, a dingbat, a clucka, and for those that struggle with those terms….a dumb bitch. Why would you not want to apply your common sense? Who told you it was cute and sexy to say unintelligent things all the time? Where you not taught to think before you speak, before you act? I don’t know about you, but I thank God everyday for my instincts, my common sense, this brain of mine, my intelligence. And dammit, I love to use it. I know I don’t know everything in the world, but I’m damn sure not going to sell myself short in the “sense” department.

Third, you say a Barbie, but I bet you don’t know jack ish about the original Barbie and what it stood for. (do you homework ladies). I am not even going to tell you, go do your own research. You may rethink your pride in calling yourself a Barbie.

One key point to Barbie…she was disposable, always being replaced for a more desirable Barbie, one that could offer something that the other could not.

Fourth, So many females have been mislead and let a doll baby one that you can buy at a TOY STORE or Walmart, Target, Kmart, Walgreen’s, CVS dictate their standard of beauty. How bizarre is that forreal. Think about it. You have these women out here going to extreme lengths to look like a effin doll. (take a moment of silence ladies and just think about it). Is your self esteem and self image for yourself that low, and beat down that you cannot….and will not love the skin you are in. Are you that brainwashed by society that you cannot love what God blessed you with. yes we may wear weaves, make up, get tatted, pierced, etc, etc.. (I know I am a Track Star) but at the end of the day…I look like myself, my style, my swag, my aura, my ambiance . No, I am not perfect, no I am not a size 2, 4, 6,8,10,or 12 dammit but I love the skin I was born in and currently live in. And guess what…ANYBODY that has a problem with it, can exit my world, plain and simple. I love me. And ladies you should love you too. I don’t knock those that do need help in the boobie area or want a lil extra in the asscake department. I’m equally blessed in both (Thanks J.C. !) But before you get to all that, make sure you are doing it for you not to replicate what twisted ass society has told you is beautiful.

I know that Barbie is pretty but remember…SURFACE BEAUTY FADES AND WHEN ITS GONE, IT DOES NOT COME BACK NATURALLY.

And to send my point on home……check the price on Barbie next time you roll up in Target…..

And when we was tired of playing with Barbie what did she look like….the bitch was broken down, and broke up. We tossed her ass in the trash or at the bottom of the toy box, and kept it moving…on to the next…

So you say you a Barbie huh???

Bass Ackwards…….

I just want to know why people do dumb shit, know they doing dumb shit, and still do it anyways. Does anybody use that thing all humans possess called common sense? It seems like taking the time to think before you speak and think before you act is null……it doesn’t exist. and then when stuff doesn’t have the results that were hoped for…its mass confusion……god built us with four lobes in the brains with all these lovely functions…..yes, I know we get curious, gain addictions and fry some of the good membranes and brain cells…
But unless you in a vegetative state…there is at least an ounce of hope for you.

Remember that saying when you was little…”A mind is a terrible thing to waste”.

SO TRUE!!!!!

Faking it to you make it….but you just might not get there

I am so sick and tired of not just the lil kiddies and teeny boppers, but the adults running around with a serious case of “Rich Kid Syndrome” and “Keeping up with the Jones’ Disease”. They walk around here thinking they are better than the rest of the world, acting like they cakin up. And if you not cakin up as they convinced themselves they are…then you are a nobody.
Yes, its okay to want the finer things in life. Yes, its okay to want to look good, and have fun, and do nice things….That’s what we get out here and grind out for right????? We gotta work hard for the money honey! But lets be real here….you not the Jones’ …..and u don’t live on the set of MTV cribs, and you not rolling with Virgin Mobile dude type of money, nor Oprah’s, nor Beyonce’. You don’t have no money trees in your backyard and who can afford to throw away money? Can anybody? Quit walking around here acting like that’s your business that you built from the ground up when you know its the family’s business. Quit acting like you got a fleet of exotic and luxury cars when you know its the chop shop hook up… Yes, you may stay fresh to death but where did you get it…..did you pay full retail price for it. was it really custom made just for you…flown from the designer just to you?

These kids walking around here talking about I only wear this and i only shop here, but minutes on the phone restricted, and they pay not one bill, or have no type of job….

people kill me hollerin about “my house” “my car”….where it says lease holder or owner…..it states a name but not your name….

I hear people talking about, I don’t go to the club unless I do VIP….but you aint rolling to VIP alone because you cant afford it….
You may be VIP this week, but next week you free before 11….

You rolling in your “100,000K” car but complaining about gas prices…

You so braggadocios about what city you been too and where you going next like you on tour or something but you flying coach….you Greyhoundin it….or you riding coach on the Amtrak

You draped up and dripped out but your kids and the rest of your immediately family look busted and just tore up from the floor up…

You icy but you not rockin high quality diamond if they diamonds at all…

You got you lil mini mansion, but you own nothing…hell the furniture ain’t even yours.

You want to turn your nose up at somebody but you cant distinguish real LV from the knock off shit…..Your Prada, LV, Coach, MK, all come from the same stand downtown and you think you cute…

You got that 1500.00 dollar bag but now your bills are past due, and your wallet has nothing but the damn receipt in it.

you got them expensive shades, name brand shoes, 400.00 jeans, 200.00 dollar shirt, neck, wrist, ears, iced out…..but moms texting you on your PREPAID phone, telling you to come home and clean your room and walk the dog…..

you in the expensive restaurant eating good, but can afford a tip equivalent to your bill.

Mofos try to act like they living that good life in their and they living the knock off good life.

Don’t get me wrong, I like nice things too. That’s why I work hard to have those nice things. But I don’t live beyond my means, and I never fake. I am not ashamed to say yes, my dress is from target, but my shoes cost $600.00. yes, I have real diamonds…..and I have no problem riding metro. yes, I rent, not ready to own, cant afford to own. Yes, I am going on this cruise but I am going to have to work overtime to pay for it. Yes, I want that Gucci bag but I cant afford it, and I am too ashamed to rock a knock off, so an Old navy Bag will do me just fine. I love Target, and the flea market. I want those boots but I cant get them, they are more than my rent.

Stop watching these damn video channels and reality shows. Most of that stuff you see is not their stuff or how they actually live. They are feeding your fantasies and superficial desires….., and people fall for it, think that’s how life is suppose to be. yes, knowing its more to the world than just your hood is great. Yes, wanting more out of life and working hard for it is great. But stop trying to live someone else’s life and live yours. be you, keep it real. Lose the uppity, sadity, arrogant demeanor, and climb off that pedestal you built from your delusions. Nobody’s hating on you…nobody is jealous…its more like aggravated because you are not real….you’re not 100% more like 1%.

If you cool with knockoffs, f akin it, or half stepping, hey that’s you do your thing….the problem comes in when you start looking down on people, and degrading others like you are better than the next man…..

That Devil in them

I must admit I could be like fu** this person and fu** that person, and just keep it moving, but I try not to have that type of demeanor. I have always been the observant type of person and always had a curious mind so I wonder about human behavior. I have noticed that people go out of their way to be mean. For what? Do people get some type of mental, or carnal gratification by hurting others, or embarrassing them? Its like when show proper respect and consideration towards another human being they act as if you disrespected them or betrayed them in the worst way. I know they say the devil is walking the Earth and I am very familiar with the Book of Revelations but my gosh….has evil possessed damn near everybody? God really has his “salvation” work cut out for him.

Example: I was riding the bus, minding my own business. And the bus was crowded, it was raining, and a lot of the seats were wet. I got into a full on verbal altercation with a guy on the bus for no reason. he just started talking major ish calling me everything derogatory and none of it was my name. I am like who is this dude. And being the type of person I am, I am only going to ignore it but for so long. I said a quick prayer and I was like “Lord, please let me get off this bus before I bust dude ass. Its children on this bus, I am trying not to go there. The whole time we going back and forth he loud, cursing, yelling, and I maintained a calm tone of voice. I simply told him if he had a problem with me, he can step off the bus and see me outside and we will handle it. I am not for all that trash talking, we can handle it. he wouldn’t step off that bus for nothing, but he was being a bully. I never met this man, I was sitting alone, reading my book.

Example 2: I call myself being considerate and checking up on a person that I thought was cool and maybe even a potential business partner. Well he wanted to play the game of ‘I only know you when its convenient for me”. I’m like that’s cool, you feel better and take care. (I am still polite at the end of the day no matter what. I am not perfect but I try to do the godly thing, most of the time.) next thing you know this person is talking mad ish about me, being disrespectful and derogatory. For what…..did I disrespect you by seeing how you were doing? Did I disrespect you by trying be a nice person to make sure all was good with you.

Those are just my personal experiences, but I see it all around me, and I have plenty more of my own. Its like people just walking around angry and the most nastiest demeanor. But they forgot that golden rule “Treat others the way you want to be treated”. When something goes wrong in their life (yes some is by circumstance and misfortune) but for the most part of it; they wonder why bad things are happening to them. They fail to realize that they make themselves look ‘troubled” and weak. They make themselves look like idiots.

Like these kids that get on the metro “terrorizing” people for no reason. Just because they think its funny. Or the cab drivers that drive around the DMV that want to be rude, overcharge, and totally ignore your direction but say they providing a customer service. The bus drivers that see you at the bus stop but wont stop for you. Or the power tripping supervisor that takes all his/her personal issues out on you. The passersby that bump you or step on you and don’t say excuse me……

People also fail to realize that they are not immortal, you can fall just like the next person can, so when you mistreating and disrespecting others, they need to think (damn i don’t know what type of mind frame this person may be in). Since when did bullying, disrespect, and being flat out mean become the thing to do? When did niceness, politeness, and consideration become negative things?

I notice this type of behavior in the real world, on these social networks, and every other form of communication and interaction. I walk with God in my heart first and always so I don’t let it get me down. Yes when its personally directed at me, it may sting just a tinge, but when its all said and done, those type of people are meaningless because they are not God, my family, or anybody that takes care of me. Now when family or friends do it, it can be very hurtful. When business associates do it, it can agitate you if not anger you. It just baffles me….and for those that don’t believe in hell on earth…explain the evilness and cruelty. Explain why it has become the norm of our society….
When did it become okay to be back stabbing, two-faced, shiesty, and think its cool.

People do crazy stuff like be rude on the phone but nice in person. Be rude on you instant messenger but want to chat on Twitter. Talk about you on MySpace, but your friend on Facebook. Hang with you and befriend you, but throw you under the buss every chance they get. Shoot you down when you doing good, but praise you when you do bad. Leave you hanging in your time of need, but want you to be there in their time of need…….and the list of strange behavior can go on.

I see this demeanor in the young, the mature, the elderly, etc. I love living, and being a part of this world, but this new so-called norm of society, I sincerely reject.

FAKE IS NOT THE NEW REAL. DISHONOR IS NOT THE NEW HONOR. DECEIT IS NOT THE NEW WAY TO SHOW LOYALTY. MEAN IS NOT THE NEW NICE. LYING IS NOT THE NEW TRUTH. BETRAYAL IS NOT THE NEW FRIENDSHIP. EVIL IS NOT BEING GODLY. DEGRADING A PERSON IS NOT THE NEW WAY TO UPLIFT A PERSON.

Bringing someone else down in an attempt to make yourself look good really makes you look like an imbecile. And the only person that will actually think you are cool is you. But if you choose to conduct yourself in such a manner, brace yourself when Karma rolls around because she is Queen Bitch and she will make you feel it……

Monday Morning Part 2

At work sitting at my desk not saying a word to anyone. Its sad that when I walk through the lobby doors I instantly form a frown (I’m aware and remove it, put my game face on) I feel a mixture of upset stomach, headache, and depression. Please Lord help me focus, I whisper very low. I’m at my desk staring at all my reports, etc. wanting to just dive in and get it over with as soon as possible.. I get a bunch of those fake smiles that silenty read (I smile in your face all the time but I throw you under the bus every chance I get) I don’t even have the energy to smile back because being fake is being untrue to myself. I hit them with the serious face nod, silently saying (you bitchass mofos I’m hip, far from stupid, I peeped your fake ass from day one)
I take a deep breath, read the daily prayer taped to my desk, look at the picture of my son (he’s my motivation). God lowly whispers and I listen “be easy my child” Yes Lord I have a purpose for being here, my son is smiling at me from a picture. He kissed my cheek this mornining. “Bye mom, have a good day at work…I love you”. Inhale, exhale…I put on my tunnel vision…I feel Gods energy twinkling through my body….he’s in the drivers seat, Thank you! He knows I’m tired of these fake people and their pettiness, and devilish ways. I love what I do but the environment is sickening. I got my prayer, I got Jesus by my side, God in my heart…my son smiling at me…and he did tell me to have a good day…Let’s go!

Monday Morning

I wake up unwillingly not ready to deal with the daily drama at work. I get up and say a silent prayer for my spirits to stay in the high realm and my heart remains in Gods purity-like form. “Father God please forgive for my evil thoughts and the one not yet thought of, for I do work and live on the Devils playground”. If his minions steal my joy today, please let me quickly regain it back. Grant me the peace of mind and sense of focus to do the job that I am paid to do with the best of my ability. I know that I do not come here daily to make friends, but I do display tact, cordiality, and respect, please lead them to the same. I don’t want snap, blackout and spaz out on these people, because I am living on that edge. Father God I ask that you fill my body with your holy spirit and lead me through my day. Amen”
Time to go to work. Already my appetite for breakfast is gone and I haven’t reached the office yet. I am my own personal cheerleader today “Its gonna be a great day, Its gonna be a great day, in Jesus name I pray”. I know its a blessing to have a job especially in these days and times, and yes, I am very blessed to have one and very grateful. But inside its killing me slowly, I don’t have the stomach for all the fuckery of the faux. (Plastic as Milan would say) atmosphere. Thank you Jesus for my job…off I go.

Fathers Day……..

Its Fathers Day. A day to show love, honor and appreciation for all the fathers in the world…well at least the real ones. And those that get it in deserve this day. Those single moms pulling double duty, deserve this day, those grandparents pulling triple duty, deserve this day. So I smile at you, I pray for you and give thanks for you, and tip my hat to you. Thank you for doing what you do, nobody asked you to do it. Nobody forced you to do it, you just do it and that’s the beauty in it all.
Now Unhappy Non fathers Day to yall “human beings” that want to claim the title father just because your sperm made it to the egg and she got pregnant. That only proves that the child has some of your DNA. It by no means makes you a father. I often wonder how do some “human beings” sleep at night knowing they help make another living person but shirk their responsibilities. I say the words human beings because yes they are human and have male DNA but these people are less than men. Just because you got some nuts and testosterone and working sperm don’t make you a man or a father. But it does make you a bitchass mofo. Sexing these women raw dog and knocking them up doesn’t make you manly. Sexing three, four, and five of them doesn’t make you manly. Does it make you feel good to say “My baby Muva(s)”? Do you realize how ignorant you look and sound?
These low life pricks without a brain individuals come in all forms….

You got the repeat offender…the one out here stickin anything that moves, banging them all unprotected and impregnating them. Claiming them all but take care of none.

You got the one in denial…..always pluckin a chic, sexing her with no protection, bust in her….she pregnant…he hollering the whole time… “She a hoe, that ain’t my baby”. How smart f you to pluck a “hoe” with no condom. What does that say about you? What does that make you?

Then you got the show stoppers/scene stealers….he gonna exploit every chance he gets to disrespect and publicly humiliate the mother of his seeds. When you disrespect you childs mom like that think about the reflection of you, and the images you place upon your child….

The Road Runner….this mofo always running, he got every excuse in the book on why he can be a father, let alone act like a responsible man. He claims “he’s scared”, “he going through some thangs”…

The Illusionist……he ballin and he blinging he living the lifestyle or the hood rich and famous…..but his kid and mom struggling to make ends meet. He bragging about how he living and what he do, but the truth is he does nothing….he a slave to the superficial bullshit of the world but is no useful contribution to his childs life.

The Puppet….he let’s his woman or family do all the talking and decision making for him…he know its his child and the mom just wants him to be a father (they are not together anymore) but he is controlled by his current woman and/or family and surrenders to their devious thoughts and a kid gets left hanging….missing a dad they never got to know.

The DUMBASS…..(Sighs) ya know people never cease to leave me without shaking my damn head….

How can you be out in the street fighting and beefing over bullshit and you have yet to put in an ounce of fight for your child. You mean to tell me that you can fight over some pussy that wasn’t even yours while you was up in it…but you can’t fight for your child. You can fight to stand on a corner that dot belong to you anyway. Nucca you ain’t no property owner…but you can’t fight for your child. You can beef with another because they “bumped” you in the club, but you can’t fight for your child. You can go out here wildin in the streets and do time in jail like its nothing not considering how it affects your child. You can go out here and be wreckless, playing with your own life, not thinking about how that affects your child. You can do all this bangin and thuggin fighting for “the principle of shit”, your hood, your crew, because anoth nig stepped on ya shoes….but you not fighting to make your presence known in your kid’s life. You not fighting to be an active role in your kid’s life. You not breaking your neck to prove your love and obligation to your kid.

The Dead Man Walking…..these are the less than lowlife scum buckets that father children and hurt them. Plain and simple…you don’t deserve to breath the oxygen that God and this Earth provides for us human. You deserve nothing but suffering in all 7 circles of Dante’s Hell.

A little food for thought non fathers…you can’t make these children and duck out on responsibility and obligation. If the mother of your child is acting less than a woman then its your job to help her get there. Regardless of whether the two of you are a couple or not…she and your child are a direct reflection of you as you are of them. If she is being a deadbeat mom, you still have an obligation to your child, step up to the plate, take the lead in the situation….think about the greater good for all parties of the situation. Saying that you can’t see you child or do for your child because “they mama be trippin” is no way, shape, form, or fashion an acceptable excuse. If you have a BM that makes you pay child support (court ordered) so what…that don’t make you a good dad…you still have obligations. By you not coming around…you are hurting the child not their mom.

And those ladies that wanna play life games….cut that shit out and be a woman. You do not come between a father and child relationship because he won’t give you no more dick. You do not come between a father and child relationship because he won’t pay to get your hair and nails done or buy you a new car. You do not come between a father and child relationship because he got married or got a new girlfriend. You do not disrupt a father bond with his kids because you having his child too and you being selfish. You don’t disrupt that bond because you the new woman and you don’t want him having contact with his BM. Grow the fuck up and worry about fixing your insecurities and low self esteem.

If you reflect on how serious and how deep the how life process is, you would know that it is not a game…from ovulation, to fertilization and conception…to pregnancy and giving birth…you will see whether you are a couple or not, love or hate each other that child is here because GOD wants it that way…its takes three to make a baby (a man, a woman… and GOD). Its no easy thing, its way more than just sex and busting a nut…that’s why you gotta pay attention to science…you would know that.

Moving on…

I want to say thank you, and show my utmost appreciation to the full fledge fathers. Thank you to my single dads…. Thank you for being there…helping out and being supportive through those pregnancies, those infant days when sleep didn’t exist, those precious moments…thank you for supporting the mom whether you two were a couple or not. Thank you for sacrificing your own wants, needs, or happiness for the sake of your child. Thank you for stepping up and doing what is supposed to be natural.

To my beautiful single moms…there is no word to describe all that you sacrifice in every way…all that you do, all that you endure. I tip my hat off to you, I bow down to you because its takes an insurmountable amount of mental and emotional strength as well as physical to be able to fill the shoes of a single mom. Thank you for you unconditional love and loyalty.

To the grandparents…no one told you, forced you or asked, you…you just automatically without blinking pick up the pieces where they fell for whatever reason the parents couldn’t be apart of their children’s lives and I thank you. I salute you and stay in prayer for you. A lot of kids where raised by grandparents and the grandparents are all they ever had. You have the right title because you are “Grand”…the grandest of them all… Thank you for allowing those wings that God gave you to shield and protect your grandbabies to the best of your ability…

Again Happy Fathers day to my real fathers, single moms, and grandparents…..

To the non fathers of the world….seek a dark corner, go sit, find yourself and pray…