Saturday, September 30, 2006
Friday, September 29, 2006
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
We know that you're out there, because we saw you in the clubs. And those of you who don't go out, where are you? What about you, the ones on the Internet, on the chat phone lines, the ones that just go to work, watch television, go to the movies every now and then and public events, plays, local festivals, concerts, restaurants?
Where are all the decent men that are looking for me? Where are all you men, those of you who want a relationship, who don't want to grow old alone? I'm fun , I'm adventurous, I'm spontaneous, I'm lovable, I'm caring, , I'm intelligent, I'm independent, I'm drama-free, game-free. I'm sitting here, alone, trying to figure out how to get to you, for you to get to me. I want to be where you are.
I understand, you need to be in the closet, not because you might lose your job, there are recourses for that and not because your parents are paying your tuition, you've been out of schools for years, and not because you are still financially dependent on them, you have a good job (with benefits), or your own business, you're you own man. Although you say that you shouldn't have to tell people who you sleep with, you didn't really reduce your reason down to it being about sex, did you, like they do?
I want you to want me. Because you are not out, I am in, waiting for you to come out, to come out wherever you are. I’m hurting because of you and although I shouldn't hold you accountable for my being alone, don't you want to meet me, don't you want someone to love, to come home to, to share your life with, to be the man in your life? I’m here and you’re over there, how do we get together if you’re not around. Shouldn’t you take some responsibility too? I know that you are looking for me as well…
Monday, September 25, 2006
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Friday, September 22, 2006
In modern cultures today, as far as the business world is concerned I feel that we as Bahamians are as confused as a child in a candy store! Hence being the job chameleon that I am I have noticed an alarming trend within our very own business arena. I take issue with the way businesses are ran. The level of unprofessionalism that goes on is mind blowing and doesn’t foster a positive image for companies and it does nothing to make employees responsible. So the company that I just left certainly is no different from the others that I have worked at in the past. I use to think that it was me; I use to believe that because I wanted an environment that operated on policy and procedure that I was crazy. How dare I want to work in place that places a high importance on staff; how dare I want to work in place that knows that a happy customer is definitely a repeat customer. I find that the structure I seek on the jobs I’ve had wasn’t there and that I had to make a decision sink or swim. So I found it interest that my time at DHL (Bahamas) Limited was no different from the other places I’ve worked and is no different from lack of proper professionalism that was abscent from other places here in the Bahamas. So you can image me, just graduate with AA in Accounting and getting a phone call from the Managing Director of the company that he wanted to interview me for the Chief Financial Controller’s desk. I thought ok, interesting couldn’t hurt to see what this is about. After getting there we had a long conversation, talking about all the things that the company was about and what it can do for me; however it was revealed that I needed to have BA in Accounting to sit behind the desk of CFO. I thought no problem, I can work and show them what I can do and I will be behind that desk in no time. Funny how the best laid plans don’t always work out the way you think it should…After about a month on the job of endless asking about my job description and company manual, I have come to the conclusion that my mind was rape, violated and penetrated with thoughts of a company that couldn’t deliver. I sat and wonder if a company can’t provide it employees with a job description can this company have a vision? Can this company know where it wants to go? Do they have proper systems in place to foster growth for the company and employees? How can this company not realize that has to be a training system and mentoring process designed to build commitment? How do they expect to help employees maintain focus as they build their business? I am that crazy for thinking and believing that this type of company knows how it got to be where it is and knows where it wants to go? These questions made me question this type of management style within the organization. This type of behavior cannot help but be Bahamian-inspired. What other way do we know as a people? Unless Bahamians change their thinking, we will continue to have places like this in our society. It’s sad that in this society blacks are not used to having power; they abuse their employees and do whatever they want with no recourse. At DHL the management team believes that an environment is only as professional as YOU make it. Well I don’t disagree with that notion I can’t help but wonder how management plays a role in this little exercise within the company. Am I crazy for thinking that it should start from the top and work its way down? Am I wrong for thinking that when employees curse out each other in front of clients that management should see this as a serious offense to the company? Shouldn’t these things be addressed? I guess that as an employee that gets lost in the shuffle I can only get what I am being paid for. I can’t expect things that are so simple to come my way, things that should be in place. So again I realize that I am climbing a corporate ladder that is leaning against the wrong wall. Hence this young Bahamian man whose career motto is ‘yes I can, whatever it takes’ has to pack up his bag seek employment elsewhere. Even though I know I am perfectionist to a fault, I know that there are not perfect places and perfection is not what I seek. I simply want a company that can recognize good employees when they have them and try to whatever it takes to them. Don’t tell me that you will support my pursuit of my college education then don’t. Please don’t’ tell me that you hired me despite what others feel about what my SEXUALITY is. Don’t tell me that I let you down because I didn’t give my all when you gave me nothing. I am well aware that I am in a war; it’s me against the system, me going against Bahamians that love the easy road and an easy life…Whoever wins will ultimately determine whether this war will bring about some change, can this war finally wake up Bahamians? Can they finally get up and go to a job because they love it? Can they not see their place of employment as something to do in maintain? Can they seek to live while they are alive?
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Friday, September 15, 2006
An organ surrounded by sensitive skin
Testicles on either side;
The taste, the smell, the feel…
Oh GOD what a perfect specimen,
Makes a MAN salivate,
As it uncoils when release from his underwear.
Some men fret about the size;
The gift that lights the torches of their soul,
Ascending them to a splendid cum-filled bliss of eternity!
The gift that must always be serviced and worshipped...
Licked, sucked, massage & swallowed!
This wild untamed beast,
Has a mind of its own,
So handle with love ad care.
Mothers have the babies,
But without the gift,
They won’t be able to procreate.
I know you ladies have to agree with me.
Lesbians will try their best;
They can’t harness the power of such an organ.
I smile at their envy,
As they cry and whimper…
I will pull, yank and tug on my gift,
Enjoying the pleasure of self love…
Leave me and I will sin forever!
Cuz it really can relieve.
So watch me shoot my pure white fluid
Out of the one eyed brute.
Oh, watch me enjoy the sweet nectar of the GODS;
As dispel that old wives' tales!
Hmm…The joy of the gift…
But to tell the truth,
I try to limit my life;
Say I wouldn’t give in to envy but I do.
What can I say?
I am a mysterious mortal…
As I feel the veins of my gift pulsate,
I know what that means,
A woman jus’ won’t do!
I should want to be delivered from temptation,
But I know somehow it would keep in touch with me,
Manifesting it through me!
Damn this journey from childhood to homosexuality!
If I could be fucked by my gift,
I wouldn’t give a FCUK ‘bout niggas!
Damn this curse…
Nonetheless I am enjoying my gift,
Havin' sex in a country …
That possesses the most assholes per capita!
I am powerless,
I have penis envy,
And always it will remain with me;
Until I am old and frail. I love God’s gift.
The Excedrin Penis: Its tthhhhiiiiiiissss big.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Anal sex, so vastly complex and compelling, an unavoidable part of being a human animal, yet shrouded in mystery. Anal sex is interplay of desire and denial, fantasy and reality with a complex physical and biological template tangled with an equally complicated cultural overlay. It is powerful and promising, chaotic and conflicted, ecstatic and blissful or frustrating and disappointing, emotional, energetic, overwhelming, pervasive, ubiquitous, hidden, and potentially deeply connecting of us to ourselves and to others. The most common type of anal sex is performed between men that are considered homosexuals. The act of homosexuality has for more than a century been the problem that occupied the minds of numerous scientists. Yet, there has not appeared a theory that would provide a comprehensive explanation of this phenomenon. They say we have the formula all wrong…I know it’s confusing to understand because ONE PENIS; PLUS ONE PENIS EQUALS? And it’s well known fact that society thinks that the ASS is an exit not an ENTRANCE. So for a MAN like myself who isn’t into ‘VANILLA SEX’ I KNOW THAT FOR A FACT THAT PUSSY AIN'T ALL THE RAGE! I AM WELL AWARE THAT GOD MUST HAVE INTEND 4 MEN 2 B FUCKED ANALLY BY OTHER MEN BECAUSE THERE WOULDN'T BE A TREMENDOUS CAPACITY FOR ANAL ORGASMS! Men have an "A SPOT" and to find this treasure; it involves stimulating the prostate gland via the rectum. I can see me going deep sea diving; me wanting him to ride me lowering his TICK over my TOCK and let work that ASS into the night! Seduction dangles from the tips of my fingers, exploring and probing...Sloppy kisses and wet blows. Hands pressed against a wall (DAMN I'M HARD!) I will FUCK an ASS ANYWAY and EVERYWHERE. Your feet going back to your ears (MY FAVOURITE POSITION) keep you like this for a few years…Being inside of an ASS is what I love the most…Such warmth of moisture surrounding the pulsations of my dick… I yearn for the thought of it on my D!CK, seeing your body arch upwards at the softness tongue licking every inch of it. I love the way eating an ASS makes a body heat up with desire and the way it fills the room the sound of pleasure. I love an ASS that allows me to indulge my fantasy, an ASS that longs to be FUCKED in every position it can handle. I want to see the sexual lust as I toss that ASS from side to side, telling me how everything feels good as it shivers out of control. So please let me watch you ride me from on top…Look in your eyes…as you feel me on top of you just watching the lust in your eyes as you feel the veins of my dick milking your ASS coating my dark shaft. Damn let me work that ASS from behind watching my pole slap hard and deeply into it…as it smack hard against my penis, make me want to stroke myself even more…because I AM AN ASS MAN!
Monday, September 11, 2006
Saturday, September 9, 2006
Thursday, September 7, 2006
Many people are committed to professions and personal endeavors they never consciously planned to pursue. They attribute the shape of their lives to circumstance, taking on roles they feel are tolerable. Each of us, however, has been blessed with a purpose. Your life's work is the assemblage of activities that allows you to express your intelligence and creativity, live in accordance with your values, and experience the profound joy of simply being yourself. Unlike traditional work, which may demand more of you than you are willing to give, life's work demands nothing but your intent and passion for that work. Yet no one is born with an understanding of the scope of their purpose. If you have drifted through life, you may feel directionless. Striving to discover your life's work can help you realize your true potential and live a more authentic, driven life.
To make this discovery, you must consider your interests in the present and the passions that moved you in the past. You may have felt attracted to a certain discipline or profession throughout your young life only to have steered away from your aspirations upon reaching adulthood. Or you may be harboring an interest as of yet unexplored. Consider what calls to you and then narrow it down. If you want to work with your hands, ask yourself what work will allow you to do so. You may be able to refine your life's work within the context of your current occupations. If you want to change the world, consider whether your skills and talents lend themselves to philanthropic work. Taking stock of your strengths, passions, beliefs, and values can help you refine your search for purpose if you don't know where to begin. Additionally, in your daily meditation, ask the universe to clarify your life's work by providing signs and be sure to pay attention.
Since life's journey is one of evolution, you may need to redefine your direction on multiple occasions throughout your lifetime. For instance, being an amazing parent can be your life's work strongly for 18 years, then perhaps you have different work to do. Your life's work may not be something you are recognized or financially compensated for, such as parenting, a beloved hobby, or a variety of other activities typically deemed inconsequential. Your love for a pursuit, however, gives it meaning. You'll know you have discovered your life's work when you wake eager to face each day and you feel good about not only what you do but also who you are.
Tuesday, September 5, 2006
Monday, September 4, 2006
Saturday, September 2, 2006
OH MY MOTHERLESS SON SING & REJOICE, FORTUNE IS SMILING ON U! U R THE CHOSEN PLACE; THE TIMELESS SON…He is reminding me of a pain I used to know, letting me know that the past won’t let me go. I forgot how hard it was once to live; feeling a lonely that he feels, just letting me know that my senses are real. I like him is waiting for a love I used to see, so that I can take back the best parts of me, I want to tell him that he is wasting his time because the beach that he used to lay on is no more; the tide came in and everything is gone. His beach will never be the same and all that will remain is his name. Damn I remember this pain so well; the same pain I felt a long time ago, the loneliness that told me my life isn’t real. I REMEMBER WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO HAVE YOUR MOTHER TURN HER BACK AGAINST HER FIRST BORN SON…
I know he wonders to himself GOD If everything is supposed to happen for a reason, then tell me why no matter how hard I cry my MOTHER just don’t give a FUCK and I feel lonelier cause there was no one to dry my eyes, but me. He doesn’t’ know where he is going or where he’s been he doesn’t understand the reason for the things he has seen. He wishes that he wasn’t at all and GOD to answer when he wonders why this had to be his life, like why did she had to the one to give him life? Makes him dream of how it could be that there were no world, no people, just HIM. He often hopes for a quick, simple ending but usually finds chaos and then a new beginning, making him wonder if he knows wrong from right…night from day, day from night. Time eats away at his mind, his vision…still he’s stand paralyzed with indecision, wondering if change is in his hand.
Do you think his MOTHER knows that when a child looses her love his soul is dying from an overdose of discontent? Does she know that she left her child to fend for himself in a world that is so unkind? I can see it now, the solitary soul sitting upon a still; he is sighing and singing a song of lament. Feel his anguish; I did so, for I know that for all he has done, he knows that he wouldn't know how to unlock these chains of uncertainty. I BLAME THE SUN FOR BREAKING ONE DAY AS ALL; I BLAME THE MOON FOR SHOWING CHANGE CAN COME, I BLAME THE BREEZE FOR SHOWING TRANQUILITY…I BLAME HIS MOTHER.
He is so brokenhearted, his mind wondering about what he lacked, so completely wrapped up in himself, that he has forgotten on the still sat he…Knowing not where to begin, his thoughts were flowing like the wind, and his soul was mirrored, against his will…To his heart. I want him to know that he is the continual state of growth and evolution, each stage in his evolution paves the way for the next. Each stage prepares him for the next challenge…the next opportunity. Do you think he knows that we are just passing through on our way to the next level, the next stepping stone…on the journey of our life? I understand that it's often difficult to see our direction in the midst of the journey, but if we could look back on our lives watch them unfold from a higher vantage point…The direction of our growth; we will see the connection between one experience and the next.
So as you follow your path, I want you to revisit the same issues, but from a higher, wiser place each time. You may not see how the present situation is serving you or where it may lead, know that we are exactly where we are supposed to be. Our soul knows where we're headed. I MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO REPLACE YOUR MOTHER BUT I WOULD DIE TRYING TO FILL THAT VOID THAT EXIST IN YOUR HEART…JUST KNOW THAT EVERY BREATHE THAT I TAKE I PRAY THAT GOD HEALS YOUR HEART AND EVERY TEAR I CRY, YOU CRY ONE LESS TEAR…OH MY MOTHERLESS SON THINGS WILL GET BETTER YOU WILL SEE.
EYES: that will always see you for your true self.
MOUTH: that will always tell you the truth, give you my thoughts.
SHOULDERS: that will be your strength when you can't carry yourself.
ARMS: that will always be wide open, embracing, comforting you.
FEET: that will always walk with you throughout life.
Friday, September 1, 2006
Life is the province of learning, and the wisdom we acquire throughout our lives is the reward of existence. As we traverse the winding roads that lead from birth to death, experience is our patient teacher. We exist, bound to human bodies as we are, to evolve, enrolled by the universe in earth school, an informal and individualized academy of living, being, and changing. Life's lessons can take many forms and present us with many challenges. There are scores of mundane lessons that help us learn to navigate with grace, poise, and tolerance in this world. And there are those once-in-a-lifetime lessons that touch us so deeply that they change the course of our lives. The latter can be heartrending, and we may wander through life as unwilling students for a time. But the quality of our lives is based almost entirely on what we derive from our experiences.
Earth school provides us with an education of the heart and the soul, as well as the intellect. The scope of our instruction is dependent on our ability and readiness to accept the lesson laid out before us in the circumstances we face. When we find ourselves blindsided by life, we are free to choose to close our minds or to view the inbuilt lesson in a narrow-minded way. The notion that existence is a never-ending lesson can be dismaying at times. The courses we undertake in earth school can be painful as well as pleasurable, and as taxing as they are eventually rewarding. However, in every situation, relationship, or encounter, a range of lessons can be unearthed. When we choose to consciously take advantage of each of the lessons we are confronted with, we gradually discover that our previous ideas about love, compassion, resilience, grief, fear, trust, and generosity could have been half-formed.
Ultimately, when we acknowledge that growth is an integral part of life and that attending earth school is the responsibility of every individual, the concept of "life as lesson" no longer chafes. We can openly and joyfully look for the blessing buried in the difficulties we face without feeling that we are trapped in a roller-coaster ride of forced learning. Though we cannot always know when we are experiencing a life lesson, the wisdom we accrue will bless us with the keenest hindsight.
There are times in our lives when withdrawing from our social obligations and taking some time to be alone is necessary to rejuvenate our energy and renew our connection to ourselves. However, there are also times when withdrawal is a red flag, indicating an underlying sense of depression or some other problem. We may not even have consciously decided to isolate ourselves but wake up one day to find that we have been spending most of our time alone. Perhaps it's been a long time since friends who used to call have given up. Without anyone inviting us out, we sink deeper into alienation.
The longer our isolation lasts, the harder it becomes to reach out to people. It is as if we have failed to exercise a particular muscle, and now it is so weak we don't know how to use it. Yet, in order to return to a healthy, balanced state of being, that's exactly what we need to do. If you find yourself in this situation, call an understanding friend who will listen to you with compassion, not a defensive friend who may have taken your withdrawal personally. The last thing you need is to be chided; a negative response could intensity your isolation. If you don't have a kind friend you can rely on, call a spiritual counselor or therapist. They may be able to help you determine the underlying cause of your isolation and help you find your way out of it.
When you've been in a pattern of secluding yourself, it can begin to seem impossible that you could reenter the world of friendships, conversations, and group activities, but with time, you will. Most people will understand if you take the time to explain that you've fallen out of touch and would like to reconnect. Take your time and be gentle with yourself, starting with one person and building from there. Try to reach out to one new person every week. Before you know it, you will find yourself back in the company of friends.