Fosta/Sesta just had its one year anniversary, and in the past 6 months all over the country with exceeding traction, 6-week bans on abortion (anti-choice abortion bills limiting accessibility to medical intervention before most people even know they’re pregnant) have been proposed and signed by politicians. It seems “the land of the free” is more…
A truth to confide
There are things I’ll always regret
People I’ll miss
And memories that I’ll never forget
Time is never on my side
The minutes tick by like a bittersweet kiss
From lips, I’ll never touch again
And that my friend is a sin
I never thought I’d live this long
Not sure I ever wanted too
Had a good run here and there
Seen the bottom drop out
I’ve been so many people
I’m not sure who I really was
I’m not sure who I was ever meant to be
Gained and lost both family and friend
Seen love end
And hate grow strong
Did I ever really care
I like to think I did, that I do
I forget myself
And waste away my health
I’ve got regrets because life is never simple
I’ve always known how the story ends for me
It ends in tears and blood the way it began simply because
What do religion and technology have in common?
The more they connect us , the more they divide us
Who are you?
Do you even know?
Are you the person you see in the mirror?
Is the person you are the same person friends and coworkers know?
Are you the same person to those you call family?
A thousand different you’s in the hearts and minds of all you knew
None are the quite the same
Each unique and all of them are you
Are you who you claim?
Would everyone describe you the same?
Would the minor details of difference make a whole?
Would how they describe you reflect what you see in the mirror?
Is it the truth or a lie?
What parts of you are you?
What is crafted into your disguise?
Would it even be a surprise?
To see what makes you
A chameleon of emotion
With the sinners devotion
Tripping thru space
Looking for your place
All the while never knowing the you
Its what you do
Its who you are
What you have become
Is simply numb
To the revelation
Of either salvation or damnation
For neither mean a thing to you
Whats life to one who is everything and nothing?
The one who is no where and every where
Yet not whole
So how about I actually write a blog? For a little over six months or so I haven’t really been using facebook. Sure I had one , I kept my old one and reactivated my very first profile mainly to make an author page and occasionally check out a group page or two. Today I went fully back on to Facebook. In the process of rebuilding the acquaintance list…yes I said acquaintance list. For me that’s basically what it is. Sure some are close to friend level but most are not. I tend to keep everyone at arm’s length. Just how I am.
Speaking of acquaintances I passed one the other day on the corner of the street. She was panhandling. I wasn’t in a spot where I could stop and be like wtf is going on with you. So I turned and pulled up in the nearest parking lot and walked back to where she was. I have basically known this girl since 2010ish off and on. I won’t call her a friend but yeah I know her. She’s had her share of problems from health issues being diagnosed with lupus as a child. To substance abuse problems as a teen and now adult. The last time I saw her was about a year ago when I was doing my security gig.
She was semi homeless then and jobless. I say semi because she had left her boyfriend for the countless time hence the homeless part. Jobless because she couldn’t make it to work or rather function at work. A stripper no less. Mind you she is not what you think of when you think stripper. Guess my city has some very low standards.
Anyways back to current affairs, she was still jobless a year later. Now on probation for probably shoplifting again plus using her sisters name as hers when they arrested her. Living in a tent and panhandling, she might be all of 27 years old. Yet this is the path her life has taken. You can tell the drugs have begun to affect her.From her memory to her appearance. I would of felt empathy for her but I really didn’t. I know some of the fucked up shit she has done to friends etc. So can’t feel to bad for her. Just sorta sad this the way she is going. She could have been more. She can be a sweet girl but those damn substance problems always cause her problems.
As y’all know I posted about publishing a second book. So that’s a highlight of the month. I have updated the profiles on a few of my social media from instagram,twitter,facebook (author page and personal) and fetlife. Wordpess is next at some point.
Who knows maybe I will blog more often.
“The admiration of the many will never equal the love of a few.”