As always Life Unscripted remains it's usual alternative, evolving self.
This bullshit with the journey conference people is ridiculous. sable and his people really have screwed everyone with not giving back the refunds they said that they would give because of the mess that they made. They advertise for their so called conference next year and attending events but still no refund since august.
I made a post in that itm facebook group pointing out the facts that they had not gotten their refund and the sheeple got in their feelings that I did it. Saying that it was personal and other bullshit. Regardless of me not going or intending to go the point was to put out there the lack of integrity and how wrong all of it was. But the monkey bitches decided that it was a personal post and deleted it because they need to coddle and support violators and popular fraudulent individuals. I no desire to associate with these types of individuals.
People not speaking up for themselves because of fear, retaliation, ostracization and more was the reason I posted it in the group and stuck with just the facts. But is apparent that individuals are too busy avoiding conflict and sticking with old school children like actions. But this will be the same individuals whining and carrying on that Dominants don't warn anyone and only look out for self.
Now I have to run the parental unit to bama. Who knows what the hell for now. I dont feel like being bothered but of course the job has to get done. So, there and back again it is once more.
It's time to get ready for Spanksgiving. Still haven't gotten their negotiations done. Main hotel sold out and people in the overflow hotel will make this the biggest one yet. babycakes is presenting. little one is volunteering again. I am running security again. There is going to be a lot to see. Plenty of conversation and knowledge to experience. And I look forward to the new people's reactions and adventures.
Relationship mess...
I had a chance to spend time in thought as well as doing research and listening to girls, others, baby momma and all concerning relationships. Because relationships definitely are not relationships or any facsimile many times in this modern era.
My choices in females have been based on connection and forecasting. The problem was and is I can see their potential while they are too damaged and scared to step up and achieve their own great journey. Exes chose to stay in their comfort coffins and that was their choice. But what can I say? I picked them and paid that price.
So many lessons learned and things applied from it all. Rules and protocols put in place because of exes, passing by females and modern females. So things have definitely changed and the bullshit that was the past is not the future. Not against some type of relationship but sure as hell not doing a repeat with anyone that I have came across from before this moment. Let them have their damaged, fragile, scary existences.
I still can't understand why females claim all this independent, I am everything and don't need this and that but won't achieve, maintain and work on a true relationship. Just want to stand back and keep things on the shelf. The good thing is when I see this now I can treat them like what they are and keep it moving.
So, relationships are that if then statement only if they are worthy and skilled enough to be in their role.
Evan Williams, cigars and finally some food. I am done for now
Here to tantilize and create unique and interesting thoughts and comments through poetry, short story and my general Explicit nature.
Saturday, October 26, 2019
Tuesday, October 22, 2019
I Was Going Back to Cali
After getting stuck in Dallas due to tornados and american airlines worthless selves. O am ready to get back to the house.
I had a good time. I had a chance to enjoy Caveman time and take a needed break.
Went to go see Sir Strange and we chopped it up. Hot fed knowledge and comraderie. A lot of stuff to learn from a vet in the game such as Him.
Hung out with mvp. And she was of service once she got back in town. Enjoyed our time, since I hadn't seen her since Spanksgiving years ago.
I went to the Planes of Fame museum and took mvp with me to the Yanks museum. she got to see that side of me in my element. lol
I do not miss living in Cali with the crazy prices and everything. But I realized it had been 20 years since I lived out there on my visit.
Well let's see if something else happens this morning to impede my journey back to NC.
I had a good time. I had a chance to enjoy Caveman time and take a needed break.
Went to go see Sir Strange and we chopped it up. Hot fed knowledge and comraderie. A lot of stuff to learn from a vet in the game such as Him.
Hung out with mvp. And she was of service once she got back in town. Enjoyed our time, since I hadn't seen her since Spanksgiving years ago.
I went to the Planes of Fame museum and took mvp with me to the Yanks museum. she got to see that side of me in my element. lol
I do not miss living in Cali with the crazy prices and everything. But I realized it had been 20 years since I lived out there on my visit.
Well let's see if something else happens this morning to impede my journey back to NC.
Sunday, October 13, 2019
And Here We are Years Later
So a couple days ago was the anniversary of owning little one. It is hard to believe it has been this long. But she has survived and her stockholm syndrome increased. Through the ups and downs. The episodes with others. My female parental units funeral and all. she has survived. A definite gold star for her!
It isn't hard to be with me but it also isn't easy if you use the usual things of attempts to change me, informing me about me and not knowing and being your role in My life. So, basically it is as difficult as you choose to make it.
On other notes...
The male parental unit continues to deteriorate. Memory going even more. Health seems to be going down more as well. And of course my agitation with him and his daughter increases each day.
Time is flying by and I look back and sometimes shocked at all that has passed. The dating mess. The deaths. The removal of people from my life. As well as growth. Increased involvement in the community. Greater knowledge and experiences all around. And the adventures of Life Unscripted have continued to be completely crazy as always.
Last night was my first time participating in an auction as someone being auctioned off. It was a very unique experience. Wasn't expected to be bid on but that went out the window. lol I decided to be part of the auction simply to help CTX and provide some unique comedy Caveman style to it all. And now I am going to do a scene with the young lady that won me. *go figure*
So that is a brief catch up but so much has been going on I know it is not all of it. Will fill you in more later...
It isn't hard to be with me but it also isn't easy if you use the usual things of attempts to change me, informing me about me and not knowing and being your role in My life. So, basically it is as difficult as you choose to make it.
On other notes...
The male parental unit continues to deteriorate. Memory going even more. Health seems to be going down more as well. And of course my agitation with him and his daughter increases each day.
Time is flying by and I look back and sometimes shocked at all that has passed. The dating mess. The deaths. The removal of people from my life. As well as growth. Increased involvement in the community. Greater knowledge and experiences all around. And the adventures of Life Unscripted have continued to be completely crazy as always.
Last night was my first time participating in an auction as someone being auctioned off. It was a very unique experience. Wasn't expected to be bid on but that went out the window. lol I decided to be part of the auction simply to help CTX and provide some unique comedy Caveman style to it all. And now I am going to do a scene with the young lady that won me. *go figure*
So that is a brief catch up but so much has been going on I know it is not all of it. Will fill you in more later...
Monday, October 07, 2019
Poetic Reality: Black man: The New Alamo
Black Man: The New
Alamo
Each day time and the
world reminds
That as a black man
I can be on borrowed
Or expired time
A life expectancy
Many times less than
23
Hunted
Disavowed
Held down
The enemy
Is not always clearly
seen
Intricate plot twists
and attacks
Constant state of
prepared emergency
Who are the enemy?
Society
Economic and
political tyranny
Black, white, brown
and everything
Females
And those claim love
and sympathy
Survival
Is the only thing we
can focus on
Stealing ourselves
against this
Come one and all
Hell in the cell
living
Yet we beat the atrocities
Even though we remain
victimized by
Those that are
supposed to be
Our people
Our women
Our country
Our origin
We fight to the
bitter end
For we know at some
point it is coming
Through persecuted alleged
descriptions
Like
Toxic
Pimp
Need to be tamed
Scapegoat for most
things
Though we are few
Like the Spartans of
old
We fight against it
all
Girded in our
Strength
Honor
Resolve
With the attitude
Don’t tread on me at
all
Salute to the Men
That stand against
the world on their shoulders
Prisoner of
circumstance
And continue
Unapologetic-ally Living
From the chocolatezeus
collection 10/7/19 ©
Wednesday, October 02, 2019
The Beach, Cigars and the Balance of the Dark Side
It has been a while since I wrote on this one so let's get to some more Life Unscripted.
Had a beach excursion with babycakes that was definitely needed. We chilled, ate, smoked, drank and just enjoyed the time watching the waves or just laying around. Plus she got to see the area I live in finally. The only down side was that Britt's donuts was already closed for the season dammit.
The male parental unit and his daughter are beyond comprehension, help and all. So, it is what it is and just do what a Fixer does when I have to.
A lot of discussion lately has been about dating, relations, relationships and all that with me. From the vanilla as well as the lifestyle sides.
Over these past years I have learned a lot when it comes to dealing with females, women and the others. Things that I have made sure to implement into both dating, dynamic and interactions.
I require women that can handle being a woman. That know and understand their place, importance and all with me without all the issues, drama and distance. I am not going to wait around for someone that is supposed to be an adult to decide to open their mind and heart to be able to communicate, love, understand and be involved. I wasted enough time in the past trying to get those type of individuals to reach the next level.
My take on dating is stronger than it was before I got married but I know it is possible if there is another miracle woman in existence. But I am good with not having that. I will continue to take things as they are able to handle them. Address individuals when there is an issue to see what they choose to do at that point. Run scared or step up and embrace womanhood. My time love, caring and all is way too precious to waste anymore.
I am just thankful for the lessons learned about why there is this lack of ability when it comes to dating, women and the modern age. These past 8 years have provided clarity of understanding and purpose through all that I experienced, did and endeavored
Lifestyle wise...
Hell, things are just growing. Still not adjusted to this alleged being known thing (yeah, yeah, yeah.) More responsibilities. More travel. More learning and adventures. Add to that the girls presenting. Well babycakes presenting for the first time in the lifestyle. babycakes has been doing it for a long time already. (that's how I met her lol)
California coming up in two weeks and I am looking forward to it. Spend some time to soak up knowledge, get some debauchery in and finally meet someone I have known for a while now.
Spanksgiving next month and this one is shaping up to be one of unprecedented proportions with everyone that is supposed to be coming. My Chief of security duties will see what this entails this time
Still have to figure out where we will do our House trip before next year.
And next year is going to be something else. Both in and out of the lifestyle.
More travel, more travel, more travel!!!
The De-evolution of the Man...John Shaft
[Verse 1]
Who's the black private dick that's a sex machine to all the chicks?
(Shaft)
Ya damn right
[Verse 2]
Who is the man that would risk his neck for his brother man?
(Shaft)
Can you dig it?
[Verse 3]
Who's the cat that won't cop out when there's danger all about?
(Shaft)
Right on
[Bridge]
They say this cat Shaft is a bad mother...
(Shut your mouth)
I'm talkin' 'bout Shaft
(Then we can dig it)
[Outro]
He's a complicated man
But no one understands him but his woman
(John Shaft)
So, I had to have babycakes watch the original Shaft since she hadn't seen it and needed culture injected into her. lol We had went to see the latest Shaft movie that came out this year and the Man barometer had to be revealed properly.
Shaft is the Man icon that stood out from all the rest. He stood up for himself, people and didn't take shit or had to be some sensitive, estrogen laden approximation of something.
The theme lyrics even laid out the principles and understanding of being the Man's Man. Strong, intelligent, resilient, confident and driven.
And i hear the people hollering about evolution and all that rah rah. But that has nothing to do with the principles shown and lived by concerning the character.
So this 2019 version brought out the millennial and the super sensitivities that are today's modern age.
My points:
Shaft has his child taken from him only to be blamed about everything that the mother chose to do and he decided to bow down to. And Shaft sees how his son is a creampuff with no actual experience or knowledge of life truly. Walking into a tenement in the hood like he is going to the wizard of oz proves my point.
The fact that Shaft had to give up his son because of a choice by the mother denotes the need to lessen manhood on the screen as well as remove the thought of the nucleus of the black family unit.
In this movie the female characters tend to do as much as they can to support negatives against the black man so that they could create the millenial shaft version that they seek due to the ability to control them and get them to conform.
The wrap up:
i enjoyed the new movie for the entertainment. Because it was Shaft, with the original Richard Roundtree and Samuel Jackson. Add to the sexy ass rican from ny undercover and the sexy little thing that played Shaft's baby momma with the other cuties in the movie and I had a damn good time. And i will continue enjoying it as well.
But I would be remiss not to point out the obvious attack on the black man portrayed in this. Even if it is so they can sell tickets.
Monday, September 30, 2019
Prince's: I Rock, Therefore I Am (Perfect)
Totally feeling this jam and the message implied and overtly defined...
[Verse 1]
Uh huh
NPG to the maximum
All the time world wide
96 sound better
Legendary tune
[Chorus 1]
I rock (I rock) therefore I am (therefore I am)
I don't need you to tell me I'm in the band ([...] please)
I rock (I rock) therefore I am (therefore I am)
Right or wrong I sing my song the best I can
[Chorus 2]
I don't need you to tell me what clothes to wear
I don't want suggestions about my hair
If the whole world buys your bullshit I don't care
I'd rather put on something that you won't dare
[Verse 2]
I rock (Legendary to the maximum) (I rock)
Therefore I am (therefore I am)
I don't need you to tell me I'm in the band (I don't need it) (No)
I rock
Legendary to the maximum
NPG for now and forever
Welcome to mendacity, sign your name
See the world so pretty, wealth and fame
They can put you on the field (Yeah)
But you won't get in the game (Wo no)
How many suckers knew that before they came (Woo yeah)
Now you know
[Chorus 1]
[Verse 3]
All you mean to NPG to the maximum want you to understand something-asta
[Come/When] me say [no/love] me say unto another
Watch them attack each and every vulture
Or do you wants forget that P-R-O starts via pro
Teaching things in life you'll never know
What for they dabble they don't understand
They caught me coming from the other Minnesota
My flavour will burn their ears
Awhen it comes to music this sir is no stranger
Is the same kids you compliment
The same ones that you were meant
To rob an education from
In a private school as opposed to one
That yearly spits out another group of fools
Into a system designed to fail
Wait a minute, I just got some e-mail
Somebody selling 12 CDs for a dollar
Make me wanna holler (Yeah)
Alright to the maximum
[Chorus 2]
[Verse 4]
I rock (NPG to the maximum) (I rock)
Therefore I am (therefore I am) (Legendary)
(I don't need) I don't need you to tell me I'm in the band
I rock (I rock) therefore I am (therefore I am)
(Right or wrong) Right or wrong I sing my song
(Singing my song the best I can) the best I can
I rock (I rock) therefore I am (therefore I am)
I don't need you to tell me (I don't need)
I'm in the band (I'm in the band)
I rock (years and years)
Therefore I am (original)
Right or wrong I sing my song
(Singing my song the best I can) the best I can
Clap your hands
All I mean original for years, mon (I rock)
NPG natural, yes
[All I mean sho man]
Rock ([...]) Rock Rock
God have us mercy (I rock)
[...] mon hit 'em
(Rock) Come follow me, come follow me, come follow me, come follow
H'here we come follow me, come follow me, come follow me, come follow
(I rock) H'here we come follow me, come follow me, come follow me, come follow
H'here we come follow me, come follow me, come follow me, come follow
(I rock) H'here we come follow me, come follow me, come follow me, come follow
(Therefore I am)
H'here we come follow me, come follow me, come follow me
Watch out mon (I rock), gangsta
NPG in the original pro nation
Hear me though
Yeah
(Rock) Make some noise if you're ready
NPG rocks the city
Rugged and raw lift up your bra
Show me your titties
Don't be a dumb son
Grab your condoms and Bacardi
Here's car keys, let's party
You fake players walking streets in mean mug
I be making records getting (mmmh) in the hot tub
(Rock) In this Minneapolis snow I'm felling
Ready set to blow up like Mt. Saint Helen
On your cord snoring your flow boring
Sort of like channel 5 at 4 in the morning
(Rock) Adult [made under / [...] on the par] give up hope
Grab the devil by the throat
Make him play the scapegoat
(Rock) In the running with the bucket of cuttings
Wishing I had buckets to live like Kirby Puckett
(Rock) Here comes the rumors I'm down with NPG
I sign the contract, I'm doing the LP
But woe, what a minute bro' go slow
Ten dollars for the blow, no dollars for the ho
(Rock) In the club trick holding
Looking for a black magic [woman gang] strong [with/is] dick holding
[Chorus 1]
Wednesday, September 11, 2019
Poetry in Motion: The Entrance of Onslaught
The Entrance of Onslaught
Let me explain if you
didn’t know
Do you have any idea
why I am not your
Thoughts, feelings
and actions?
I watch your lips
flap
As you attempt to
explain to me
My thoughts
My feelings
My experiences
I heard you had something
to say
Just not to me or my
way
Stay in the shadows
where you remain slain
Because I am over
your head
Leaving your mind
stalled
Do you know what this
is called?
Freedom of thought
and being
Pimp slapping the
world in the mouth
Grounding enemies
under steel boot heels
Integrity to self
Unable to kowtow to
anyone else
Just commit seppuku
while I remain myself
As I continue to be
entertained by your sheeple self
I won’t stop my
assault
Until well after you
are past realizing you can’t change me
Your relevance
remains erased molecules to me
I am not what you
thought
Nor the project you
sought
You thought you were
ready
Able to conquer this
Beast
You were not ready
for the
Onslaught
From the
chocolatezeus collection 9/11/19 ©
Sunday, September 08, 2019
No Return, No Recycle
they ask me here and there
then and now
would ever get back to an ex?
why aren't you friends with them?
The answer remains the same
they chose their path
apparently what we had or was going to have
wasn't important or a priority enough
After I give chances
describe the issues
receive their lackluster response
I am done
why can't I be friends?
why would I trust them?
they couldn't even fulfill the role that they were given
they only get one role and then done
the confusion on their faces
because I go against the recycled shit norm
no thanks one round was enough
no need for more self inflicted wounds
tell me
why continue the rat race
when you can't win
there is nowhere to run
no finish line to be thought of
just revolving door situationships
alleged, petty, phantasia like relation shits
but then again
that is what the simple people are comfortable with
something to stay in their coccoon of regurgitated bullshit
so I will continue to watch them enjoy
live for each and every cycled taste of it.
As for me
know your role and make it happen
or
take the long walk back to the comfortable garbage planet
that you comfortably live in
*Evil*
then and now
would ever get back to an ex?
why aren't you friends with them?
The answer remains the same
they chose their path
apparently what we had or was going to have
wasn't important or a priority enough
After I give chances
describe the issues
receive their lackluster response
I am done
why can't I be friends?
why would I trust them?
they couldn't even fulfill the role that they were given
they only get one role and then done
the confusion on their faces
because I go against the recycled shit norm
no thanks one round was enough
no need for more self inflicted wounds
tell me
why continue the rat race
when you can't win
there is nowhere to run
no finish line to be thought of
just revolving door situationships
alleged, petty, phantasia like relation shits
but then again
that is what the simple people are comfortable with
something to stay in their coccoon of regurgitated bullshit
so I will continue to watch them enjoy
live for each and every cycled taste of it.
As for me
know your role and make it happen
or
take the long walk back to the comfortable garbage planet
that you comfortably live in
*Evil*
Saturday, September 07, 2019
The Facade, The Last Ride and dorian
Life Unscripted continues...
My boy Charlie's wife brought his ashes to the shop monday. We smoked and talked as he was represented there in his walker chair. His wife hugged me and told me how much he enjoyed me and everything. We had a bond that didn't need to be said most of the time. And I was emotional over his loss and I still am. She gave me the knife he kept in his pocket for over 20 years, saying that she knows that he would want me to have it. Moving. I am moved. So he should have taken his last ride to the mountains to be spread at Devil's crossing I think is the name of the place.
Dealing with real life when it comes to D/s is trying to say the least. It can be constant battles and putting out fires. It is stress, worry and agitation. It is good as well. But it is a gamut of things unlike the faerie tale ideologies.
The community:
There are so many types and all when it comes to the community of bdsm. Because there are so many different people involved in or claiming it. Just like vanilla life we have to watch for the predators, violators, snake oil salesmen and all. This is why I observe, speak out and act accordingly. Not to be popular or need to be friends with everyone. But because that is my way and personal integrity.
submissives/slaves:
It seems like there are more and more stypes that have brought even more of the vanilla mentality to this realm. Where they need to lash out, talk loud and get in their little feelings because they are damaged and their past. It merely shows me who not to interact with or let interact with My House. The whole lump everyone together mentality is strong in these ones.
Dating:
It is an oxymoron to have females claiming they are independent, strong and do their own thing but scared to leave their damages, past and issues to enjoy life as well as date. The so called "I need to go slow," comment is so they feel comfortable and can control something that they have chosen not to have control over. And they scream and run away if you are a man that speaks his mind and is up front. Because that is all too mean and something they can't comprehend. I don't think or feel like them so why should they think that I should?
The hurricane aka dorian ended up being a tropical storm. It wasn't bad at all. It was what was to be expected actually. It passed quickly with minimal damage to the house. I am very appreciative of those that checked on me and showed concern.
The facade:
In this alternative lifestyle many people think that everyone should think and be alike. Like we are all drones from the same clone. Our paths, histories and lives are completely unique from each others.
So called leaders have chosen the path of popularity and fraud in this lifestyle. Charlatans are everywhere. People want to be upset because you speak against it. No, don't say anything because of blah, blah, blah. Well, I am not that person at all. I am not perfect but I am not claiming to be who I am not in this lifestyle or trying to use folks.
if you are interested in someone then be direct. Don't play games and try to drop hints because you are scared. Seize the moment! I especially do not get these so called hints. Escape your personal prison and live.
With all that said enjoy your weekend and be yourself.
My boy Charlie's wife brought his ashes to the shop monday. We smoked and talked as he was represented there in his walker chair. His wife hugged me and told me how much he enjoyed me and everything. We had a bond that didn't need to be said most of the time. And I was emotional over his loss and I still am. She gave me the knife he kept in his pocket for over 20 years, saying that she knows that he would want me to have it. Moving. I am moved. So he should have taken his last ride to the mountains to be spread at Devil's crossing I think is the name of the place.
Dealing with real life when it comes to D/s is trying to say the least. It can be constant battles and putting out fires. It is stress, worry and agitation. It is good as well. But it is a gamut of things unlike the faerie tale ideologies.
The community:
There are so many types and all when it comes to the community of bdsm. Because there are so many different people involved in or claiming it. Just like vanilla life we have to watch for the predators, violators, snake oil salesmen and all. This is why I observe, speak out and act accordingly. Not to be popular or need to be friends with everyone. But because that is my way and personal integrity.
submissives/slaves:
It seems like there are more and more stypes that have brought even more of the vanilla mentality to this realm. Where they need to lash out, talk loud and get in their little feelings because they are damaged and their past. It merely shows me who not to interact with or let interact with My House. The whole lump everyone together mentality is strong in these ones.
Dating:
It is an oxymoron to have females claiming they are independent, strong and do their own thing but scared to leave their damages, past and issues to enjoy life as well as date. The so called "I need to go slow," comment is so they feel comfortable and can control something that they have chosen not to have control over. And they scream and run away if you are a man that speaks his mind and is up front. Because that is all too mean and something they can't comprehend. I don't think or feel like them so why should they think that I should?
The hurricane aka dorian ended up being a tropical storm. It wasn't bad at all. It was what was to be expected actually. It passed quickly with minimal damage to the house. I am very appreciative of those that checked on me and showed concern.
The facade:
In this alternative lifestyle many people think that everyone should think and be alike. Like we are all drones from the same clone. Our paths, histories and lives are completely unique from each others.
So called leaders have chosen the path of popularity and fraud in this lifestyle. Charlatans are everywhere. People want to be upset because you speak against it. No, don't say anything because of blah, blah, blah. Well, I am not that person at all. I am not perfect but I am not claiming to be who I am not in this lifestyle or trying to use folks.
if you are interested in someone then be direct. Don't play games and try to drop hints because you are scared. Seize the moment! I especially do not get these so called hints. Escape your personal prison and live.
With all that said enjoy your weekend and be yourself.
Sunday, September 01, 2019
Integrity: Standards and Operation
According to Merriam-Webster the definition of integrity is…
integrity
in·teg·ri·ty | \ in-ˈte-grÉ™-tÄ“ \
Definition of integrity
Based from a great discussion led by Master Penguin at the
MDHL meeting last month it got me to thinking about integrity in the lifestyle
and life. Especially after everything that people have done and shown since the
meeting. There were viewpoints and
information from both sides of the slash.
My view:
Integrity begins self. Then with those that you are close to
and with. Followed by the communities that you are part of and represent. Lastly the integrity to the general admission
public.
Integrity does not mean that you don’t make mistakes. It
means that you learn and improve from the mistakes so they are not made again.
What I have seen most lately that have been assaults against
integrity
·
Attacks on consent violation and other victims
·
The inability to maintain or honor roles, word
and actions
·
The outing and assaults on those new to the
lifestyle as well as others
·
The inability of people to think, instead of
following popularity and propaganda
These are but a few of the many things.
There are no integrity police. Each and every person is on
the honor system with and for themselves. This reveals the make up and
foundation of a person.
Are you the person that is bothered because someone said
something about what your popular in crowd member does but it was wrong?
Are you the one who agreed to a role, dynamic, relation and
can’t fulfill it because of lack of personal integrity?
Or are you scared to try, do and make things happen that you
seek because of your fear of your own integrity?
There are these questions and many more. So where and how is
your integrity?
Monday, August 26, 2019
Journey Into Life Unscripted..aka the Mystery
The hits keep on coming and rolling. But that is life as an adult and more as you get older.
From a so called person of knowledge in the lifestyle attacking someone new on purpose.All that to keep and gain popularity with the sheeple and feel like something.
Watching the ending of relations, dynamics and all. Remind me to be vigilant like I have had to previously. If they don't want to and are not working on things with me then they have made their choice.
Struggles for alleged power by the regular people as well as the idiots that have been running countries for decades.
Here I have watched and experienced the evolution of changes that have occured personally as well as through observation.
My growth has come a long way. From letting vanilla aspects permeate my journey and choices with individuals. As well as giving those that were not able to handle it Me. I had to understand and find my balance and place. Only to realize that those that I saw everything in were unable to see or perform for themselves.
From those that I had, was interested in and all have shown me the way. To change, streamline, deny and make sure to be a lot more strict.
My journey. My journey in Leather, life and living has become more bold and knowledgeable. Moving forward against it all.
Well I am back in town. Back to dealing with the parental unit and the other stuff going on But, these past years have definitely added to the adventures in life unscripted living book.
From a so called person of knowledge in the lifestyle attacking someone new on purpose.All that to keep and gain popularity with the sheeple and feel like something.
Watching the ending of relations, dynamics and all. Remind me to be vigilant like I have had to previously. If they don't want to and are not working on things with me then they have made their choice.
Struggles for alleged power by the regular people as well as the idiots that have been running countries for decades.
Here I have watched and experienced the evolution of changes that have occured personally as well as through observation.
My growth has come a long way. From letting vanilla aspects permeate my journey and choices with individuals. As well as giving those that were not able to handle it Me. I had to understand and find my balance and place. Only to realize that those that I saw everything in were unable to see or perform for themselves.
From those that I had, was interested in and all have shown me the way. To change, streamline, deny and make sure to be a lot more strict.
My journey. My journey in Leather, life and living has become more bold and knowledgeable. Moving forward against it all.
Well I am back in town. Back to dealing with the parental unit and the other stuff going on But, these past years have definitely added to the adventures in life unscripted living book.
Tuesday, August 20, 2019
A Fellow Caveman Went Home Today
With everything going on lately. From the popular consent violators attacking someone new in the lifestyle to the dealing with all the things that life presents. I wasn't prepared for today.
Charlie died today. And it hit me hard. I made me think about life, living and the frailty of existence.
Who was Charlie?
He was an ex biker that road with many of the biker gangs including the Hell's Angels. He lived the rebel and alternative life before it became a fad or acceptable. A large, white man that was on dialysis and used a walker after all the years and adventures. He held the long toss on hillsborough street in raleigh for tossing a guy from the top of the stairs of the bar and through the door out into the street with out hitting the stairs. He was history, knowledge, entertainment and manly before the tree hugging, sensitive me too hate mongers showed up.
Guns
Drugs
Knives
Adventures
There were stories about it all and so much more.
So when I walked into the cigar shop today and my boy all of sudden called me to come over using a lower town of voice I was wondering what was going on. Telling me that Charlie died at home this morning shook me. I had to gain my composure and mindset. WTF! I just saw him and was talking to him in the shop yesterday. He was supposed to go home and cook the boudin to eat finally.
Charlie's wife had come in the shop to tell everyone a few minutes before josh and I arrived. And I am kind of glad because I don't think I would have held it together at that point.
My fellow man that spoke and understood gruntanese.
My man that didnt like humans either.
The man with such a similar disposition as I it was funny.
Yesterday was the last day I had to see and speak with him. And today he is gone.
I was extra shocked that he spoke to his wife about me. Because she told me how much charlie enjoyed being around me at the shop he told her. I was and am still speechless. His wife said that she was going to cook the boudin tonight in honor of him. Then she tells me that charlie wanted me to have something. And now I am mute. I don't have anything to say.
As I sit here still in shock. I am glad he isn't suffering and didn't suffer when he died it seems. But damn I am going to miss him.
This drink is for you Charlie!!
Charlie died today. And it hit me hard. I made me think about life, living and the frailty of existence.
Who was Charlie?
He was an ex biker that road with many of the biker gangs including the Hell's Angels. He lived the rebel and alternative life before it became a fad or acceptable. A large, white man that was on dialysis and used a walker after all the years and adventures. He held the long toss on hillsborough street in raleigh for tossing a guy from the top of the stairs of the bar and through the door out into the street with out hitting the stairs. He was history, knowledge, entertainment and manly before the tree hugging, sensitive me too hate mongers showed up.
Guns
Drugs
Knives
Adventures
There were stories about it all and so much more.
So when I walked into the cigar shop today and my boy all of sudden called me to come over using a lower town of voice I was wondering what was going on. Telling me that Charlie died at home this morning shook me. I had to gain my composure and mindset. WTF! I just saw him and was talking to him in the shop yesterday. He was supposed to go home and cook the boudin to eat finally.
Charlie's wife had come in the shop to tell everyone a few minutes before josh and I arrived. And I am kind of glad because I don't think I would have held it together at that point.
My fellow man that spoke and understood gruntanese.
My man that didnt like humans either.
The man with such a similar disposition as I it was funny.
Yesterday was the last day I had to see and speak with him. And today he is gone.
I was extra shocked that he spoke to his wife about me. Because she told me how much charlie enjoyed being around me at the shop he told her. I was and am still speechless. His wife said that she was going to cook the boudin tonight in honor of him. Then she tells me that charlie wanted me to have something. And now I am mute. I don't have anything to say.
As I sit here still in shock. I am glad he isn't suffering and didn't suffer when he died it seems. But damn I am going to miss him.
This drink is for you Charlie!!
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