Numbers 20/20

Numbers 20/20

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Numbers? What are they really? Time and space tend to manipulate the position we stand. I’m 20 on the 20th, and somehow the ‘Growing Factor’ is supposed to mean something to us the more we age.

We all have obtained a sense of growth the longer numbers become higher and higher. I’m celebrating a day that is parallel to my age. 20/20…It’s very hard to comprehend how the measurement of definitive proportions has passed by me so vastly.

I have been gifted with instruments that will play with me for the rest of my life, but I am playing the sound that accelerates my movement. The fashion of clothing has become designed especially for me!

I can remember the time when I visited a place that provoked the intense emotions in my mind. When last year the smile on my face spoke of profound inner peace. I miss that place, it’s a more realistic palace of natural ambition. I am no longer hiding or running from the premise that surprises and haunts me!

I’m going to see 20/20 with the visions and places within my mind in life. My awakening has begun at the center of my consciousness. What becomes void, will begin an alchemy in the association to the existence of something.

Our names are not numbers, the association and record according to the number may be ‘X’ but the maturity is what brings that association.

WITH THAT BEING SAID…

This marks an expired count of age – I feel welcomed to endless dimensions!

SO Today, I had some really good fun with friends, gifts, and surprises!

No one HARDLY showed up because of transportation issues and what not BUT my sister came through like a trooper! Thank you Javine! We had dinner at ‘On The Boarders’ WHICH wasn’t that pleasant!

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The food really haunted my stomach, but the conversation went well. We then went to see ‘The Avengers’ /which is another blog in itself. Let’s just say; It avenged my expectation in a good way!

Summarized Notion Of The Thought: When the hesitation of apprehension becomes a question, the answer is in the dark. The sun will rise in the morning light, and this will begin an endless space.

Sand & Flowers: Structures Of Relationships

There was a time where my heart pressured the will of my mind, that has stopped long ago. It has been a sincere fight against the movement of my fingers to not type this. Expressing my feelings to help you is one of the reasons I created this blog. I did it so that you can relate to my feelings towards any persuasion out there in life.

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Relationships require a strong foundation, one that is not built on sand or castles of flowers. Flowers and sand are pretty divine, in that they are natural minerals this wonderful earth has given us. If you were to count all of the grains of sand in one cup, it would literally be impossible. Each piece of sand matters, as far as the diversity of flowers, that’s pretty astounding to think about as well.

A foundation of a relationship is easier to be built when the two people are together in the physical.

I only want to be together, I made a promise, of seeing you again. Who cares what pressure can do? Obviously, pressure makes one afraid to ask questions or even propose resolutions.

I remember following my heart according to a usual design. You do too probably? A time where the advice of love was given through the stories projected on TV/Internet/Books. (Times where people told us how relationships could be) When couples would argue or sometimes split because a situation was covered for so long. Until eventually it came up again and ruined the relationship. It’s like that sometimes, but if we were to be aggressively honest: WHO really cares about the NOW? We all can say that NOW, but the future is far more complex than just numbers.

I am going to give you a call sometime soon, just so we plan and expect a meeting of the eyes. (Yeah, I need to SEE you.)

Never mind the unanswered obvious details of neglect. It’s easy to say, one doesn’t care. It’s just as easy to function in our lives believing that love was an agenda taken in the youth of our existence. We have both been changed forever. You and I both know that it’s not doing us any good believing we both worked for nothing. We can talk about the beauty of traveling, and seeing new things or even opening new chapters. But in the deepest soul of our hearts, we still want love and understanding. I’ve been thinking about your smile and the way you set up a story. I’ve simply been thinking about you and me. 

I have because those thoughts were just a few days ago and also it’s a valid thought. It’s always fascinating to hear what will soon come out of your mouth and mind. Through this absence, THE LONGEST AT that. We have realized our strength. The more we think about it, it destroys us. It will destroy you.

Listen to me, readers and listeners of the mind.

“If your focused pivot is a question within your own answer, you’ll be broken.”

I think we both have healed a little bit to speak on a term which will open up the gates to plan our possible meeting.

I’d like to propose a toast:

Here is to the color we have been taught through space and time. The color that raises the voice to what we both understand. Water, life, and freedom are all ONE in this cup. To thee, I drink!

Cheers!

Summarized Notion For Thought: The intercourse of your words are important. How you exemplify them are destiny to its meaning. The action that just might hide in your delivery should be given a respected applause. 

Stevie Wonder – Overjoyed – This song inspired the sand and flower talk 🙂

Artifacts Of The Mind

When I compose the articles of history and my fingers begin to write what I have seen with my own eyes. I shut off the negotiation of what happens, and I fall right back to the inspiration that made my fingers ALIVE in the first place. When I lay in my bed, my mind soars to a place I feel content within. Everything has shaped itself in a new dominion. As for that grip, which tightly pulls myself closer, I am no longer unaware that this is a devoted mystery. Every day it will call me by my name and speak with a gentle flow and passion, only I understand.

I have re-visited the memories and bountiful expressions that is for Miss X and I. The variable no longer is ignored, rather it’s much more desired on a higher plane. My love is a language that many of my friends are aware of, but only one has studied it and has spoken it, every day. We can put ourselves in containers of justice, we can also lock ourselves away from the elements designed to follow their designed course. This case is sophisticated, but by reason of intelligence and practice, the realization of my mind is awake.

Do I really need to bother the heart that is preparing for a reunion someday? Is it appropriate to dress up time in a fashion where everyone raves at its ‘VOGUE’? We can dance in front of the wolves and sing in front of nature’s most beautiful elements, but are we trying to read one book with our minds on yet another chapter?

We could lose our focus, and our craze can lead us into a daze. But the mindset of our desire wants company, and I can provide company to artifacts of history.

When was the last time the company of memory seized the intention to create memory again? When the breath is gone and the bitter taste of death seeks the tip of your tongue, redemption is near. In the space of our moment in death, we will awaken to life.

Looking at the miracles of life and how we are all designed with a unique print and fashion. It’s a glorious realization.

We’re miracles!!

Summarized Notion For Thought: We are in this mystery of living because we are purposed, our miracles have been uniquely designed, and this will always be the assurance into the why we are here. 

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Warehouse Blues (The Go)

Since I have been working, my fingers have been in a progressive attack just to gain some respective cash! I never thought I would work in a Warehouse, but I have met such good friends and they made waking up at 5:00AM in the morning worth my sleepless doubts. At one time – All I did was put stickers on boxes. For pretty much all day for 8 hours (With the exception of lunch break and me foolin’ around!

My daily routine was as follows: Make A Box – Tape The Box Together – Put The Colgate Toothpaste Inside – Tape It Back – And Put It On The Pallet!

Sounds easy, doesn’t it? WELL It was, very clean cut, and when you’re making jokes and having good times with your friends, time is pretty much non-existent. That job lasted for exactly a month. It was a temporary to hire job and the ‘Colgate Project’ is NOW over. It ended May 4,2012, but I thought ‘Bigger & Brighter Things’ were ahead. After I got my check, my manager called me and 2 of my co-workers out and asked if we would be willing to partake in another job. I was a bit apprehensive seeing as I have developed good friendships with my other co-workers.

But I had to agree, because I need the money and instead of waking up at 5:00AM; I would wake up at 2:00PM, but seeing as it’s a full-time job, that meant I would get out at 10:00PM. I just started getting familiar to waking up early, and the only complaint I had at the other job is waking up so early. It was easy breezy.

It was such a chill job! The boss was very funny, and we constantly laughed and had conversation worthy of mention. Everyone was nice, The job was so easy, and while it was HEAVILY repetitive, and you already knew what to do when you got there…It never really played against the movement of waking up. I would do anything to get it back.

BECAUSE today marked the day; I started this NEW ‘Temp To Hire Job’ AND it was CHAOS!

It was my first day and the manager expected me to be at a fast pace as all of the other workers. It was so much to remember, and when I asked questions, it seemed sinful. He was a very nice guy, but his expectations were far too high for it being my first day. I did almost 6 jobs in one job. 😀

I worked UP a black sweat!! My work outfit has never been so stained…with sweat and dirt…

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I recited the same statement so many times. “I am not working here, I am going to QUIT”. I am not one to quit, especially a job that I really need. BUT my progress was rebuked constantly and going from place to place, just put so much burden on me. I had to lift 20-40 boxes at such a rate that really perplexed my strength. Alas, Myself along with the other 2 co-workers decided to leave the job. EVEN, when I woke up, I predicted and sensed a feeling of hesitation. It just seemed crazy, and I was right!

There are other jobs out there, and I know my work will be met by a glorious new chapter!

There is a work in many other aspects of my life and I feel the work that exists is a preparation for another business to be seen.

Summarized Notion For Thought: When you awaken to the progressive complaint, that requests a faster pace, opposing to your own motion of detail. Go along and DO the work. When the sweat soaks your outfit, and the management outbursts their own calling. Smile and act as if their notions will qualify you as a good worker. But once you CLOCK OUT; Say: Revolution Time Has Come TODAY – Because It Took A Rebuked Face To See The Same Decay; Like The Chocolate Of WONKA, In The Sun They’ll Melt Away, But As Far Me..I’ll Laugh & Go Into The Mountains Where The Waters Flow..Back To The Rivers Of ‘The Go’. (I’m Gone)

Instrumental T E X T

What I gave was a personal invitation for discussion. Detailing out my unspoken toxins has spilled all over the laboratory of fragile yet sincere containers.

Letting go for a moment while realizing the movement of memories shakes my very existence.

Ultimately, love thy will be done!

I’ve tried to instrumentally talk to the parable because lyrics made no difference. I feel like this was the time to let go.

Not that letting go simplifies the equation but it most certainly complexes the reason of why we stay.

The text will manifest itself deeper than the lyrics try.

I’ve literally tried I have given my all and yet I still crumble and fall.

The Inconspicuous Embryo Was Charged, yet the unspoken nucleus is barely a whisper.

When it grows and reaches climax, the invitation for the company is disregarded.

The charge is placed by the mere thought to keep it ‘responsible.’

Such is life.

I am awake from the dream and it’s so much more realistic!

(Meaning the weird beginning was charged BY me; because nothing was said about it. And the reality is that we never really speak about it until someone else mentioned it. We don’t need any other company and we both need to keep responsibility at our feet. We are real.)

I’ve given thought, and I am loaning this to the hands of time. In this depression of oppressive realities, I HAVE NEVER LEFT YOU. If it interests you, take a hold and trust the knowledge of me. I know the complex came out of nowhere, but we must reach for maturity. Let’s be front here. You’re strong and we are supported. We want what is ours in the future! This is futuristic fantasy, that is now Present realities.

Summarized Notion For Thought: Realizing that every sound is a color to the picture and that every melody is just as strong as the lyrical content, will qualify us in dazzling proportions!