Back to Basics

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=I2-p8CQBjWE

Life is never about the heartache we create for it

We tend to get lost by trying to gain 'things' in (and throughout) life.  
When we fail, we often feel like we failed our purpose...giving rise to the whole idea of 'please take me out of my misery' mentality.  
What feels satisfying and fulfilling in life, is appreciating the gift (the beauty) of life....and evolve, grow as we live and endure its lessons.

Why Are Asian Women Prettier/Hotter than Caucasians?

A) it's their secret Ingredient.
B) they are especially good with chopsticks.
C) they have a comforting bond with Godzilla and Ming vases.
D) they can multitask while yelling at you...and Yes, they are serious!
E) they mostly come in petite sizes (perfect for small penises).
F) drama is instinctively ingrained in their emotional explosive nature.
G) their slow and methodical driving technique...great for indecisive directions and traffic jams.
H) they know the difference between A Korean, A Japanese and A Chinese person...on straight sight.
I) their Thick dark hair and smooth skin.
J) they age better than Caucasians.
K) they think that Feminism is a country in Europe.
L) they know that their vote won't matter, therefore they don't!
M) but they know that they really should start at some point.
N) great for volunteering.
O) and haggling.
P) think that everything must either have rice OR noodles.
Q) know the difference between a Honda and a Hyundai.
R) they look great in skirts (even 'the bigger' ones).
S) always assumed that they can tutor calculus and physics.
T) come with cute L-less accents.
U) come with less body hair.
V) they never get offended with the word Wang.
W) the understand and recognize all the various tea varieties.
X) come assembled with computers and directions.
Y) polite and respectful.
Z) clean and family oriented.

I'm sending all the white women I know to China!
Or Japan...
Maybe Korea...
Oh, I don't...to one of those countries....

Cemetery Gates

http://youtu.be/1OYw7FPB7CE

Strength vs Courage

“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, 

while loving someone deeply gives you courage.” 


― Laozi

Rule Number Five

Remember the five simple rules to be happy: 

1. Free your heart from hatred. 
It will blind your soul....
2. Free your mind from worries. 
It will suffocate your spirit...
3. Live simply...
and love unconditionally...
4. Give more...
and live selflessly...
5. Expect less
Live Life, experience
Love,
Joy
and
Happiness

Tweet My Heart

Erica Domesek got off of her Dallas to Calgary American Airlines flight #1037 convinced that she had sat next to her future husband...Clauco, a fellow from Torino who lives down in Soho...only problem she doesn't have his number nor does she know his last name.
So, herein lies the problem....
How
Does
S
H
E
find Clauco?

She started tweeting....and by days end...she found Clauco!

Keep the dream coming....


http://www.styleite.com/news/psimadethis-american-airlines-tweets/

She's Too Fit to Workout at Planet Fitness

Wtf?

Who's too fit for the gym?
Seriously.
It's why we all workout (for those of us who do).  We exercise to upkeep or improve our health status.
When did a detrained individual become the norm and encouraged state of existence?

http://www.nydailynews.com/news/national/calif-woman-fit-halter-top-gym-staff-article-1.1726994

http://www.wnd.com/2014/03/woman-too-fit-for-planet-fitness/

Our Theme Song

4Ever N Ever!

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=wyz_2DEah4o&feature=kp

Nina-Nona-Mina

I Believe In Love...well, I really want to
Or at least I thought so....
Although apparently after last night's little fiasco I'm "incapable of loving"

Well, fuck you very much :)

How's that for love?

P.S. I Hate You

(Maybe I don't hate you...hate is too harsh)
I hope that you don't hate me?
Even when you say you don't, yet act as if you really do.
I don't mean to hurt you...
I just need to figure stuff out.
We All Do, Actually!

This offers you All, Light years of wisdom...

with a solid sprinkle of 

Simple and direct...

L
E
A
R
N

to Love yourself first,
Otherwise you will never be able to love anybody else.

Explanations are Cheap like you...

If I have to explain everything for you, it would take forever.
It's the ones who think that they know everything that are a danger to themselves (as well as to everyone else!!!).
May mercy find us all.
But, if you need extra help in deciphering, decoding, analyzing or charting our data...

You will need a short list of tools and resources to begin our exploratory endeavor...
So, start with:
a compass, 
a ruler, 
a protractor, 
a thesaurus, 
a goniometer, 
a graphing calculator, 
A Ouija Board,
an abacus, 
a dictionary, 
a magnifying glass, 
a 3-D printer, 
the Guinness Book of World Records, 
the periodic table, 
a measuring cup, 
The Quadratic Formula,
a sommelier, 
a telescope, 
an encyclopedia, 
Alex Trebek and Chuck Norris 
Just to begin explaining the things we (I or You) hint about or reference...

Or, I can just tell you....
That ALL my nonsense runs only so deep before it buries me.

P.s.
Take my wife, please....

Childhood is like being drunk

Everyone remembers what you did...
Except You!



P.s.
Please excuse my drunken sailor behavior
I promise that I'm not always like that

Calgon Take me away....

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=MVLzkTuVmrw

Hey

Believe in
Yourself

I was recently asked:
"I am professionally successful.  Physically attractive.  Emotionally open and available...why am I still single, when I have worked so hard not to be?"

Bad luck?
Maybe.
A timing issue?
Perhaps.

To answer this question:

A relationship will never define or complete you.  Your perfect companion will be your perfect compliment.  
Think of a mirror.  
It does not, in any way, complete how you look...merely, it reflects and beautifies all our imperfections.  
And in its absence, you are still flawless in the dark with All your beauty

My Old Beginning

What we had was special,  the King of all gifts
not your typical type of Blog fling...
Addicted to your tragedy...your ever so loving beautiful disaster
Your use, of indulgence and abuse, 
came with such magnanimous elegance...
and swagger that became the bane of my existence...
I hung on to every word, as if it was my final breathe...
Drawn to a sorceress's fire 
Gasping for an ever evading solace...cringing like a frightened mouse...begging like a dying sun on the cusp of Dusk...
Your pain, became our bond...your grief, buried within my obsessive heart...beat by beat, walking down my tumultuous destiny
Yet, your joy...your growth
Your delight, fed my flight...into an endless sky
and to a heaven that I once dreamt
I will miss you,
xoxoxoxoxox

Love those Ex-Girlfriends

In my Skelton,
You will find a vast and dark closet.
Decorated with an entourage of
Beautiful, yet Crazies...
Some with Spirit,
Others with vision of grandeur and disillusion...
Some, fake to their core...
Others, riddled with Greed,
Lacking Substance...
Lacking Character...
Lacking an Identity...
Exes are like Tijuana...
(Not to be confused with Marijuana!)
best Kept as terrible memories, 
that quite frankly, 
we never want to admit as ever having.


In
a
P
E
R
F
E
C
T
world...
we All would love to leave our Exes in Tijuana

Ball or Kid

Man chooses Ball.
Man's Wife Yells.
Man in Trouble.
No More Baseball.

http://thebiglead.com/2014/03/10/chase-for-ball-leads-to-runaway-wagon-near-disaster-at-mets-spring-training-game/

How to Spot unstable Women?

Chase me with a gun or knife....or they admit to using them, show up unexpectedly at my job and demand to speak to my supervisor, set up spy equipment at places that I go, try to befriend you on social medias using aliases, they attempt to bite you...without you asking to be bit, public harassment (always a sure sign), receiving unwanted gift...of things that you deem as gross, they change friends....as frequent as you might change your underwear, hire a Private Investigator to follow me, interrogate my friends and family, announce that her therapist is upping her doses....just to name some behaviors that I would consider as Red Flags (not that I would know anything about this subject).

P.s.

I am that panic, that only attack can know.

You crazy Ladies...you keep your distance!


https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=zSh1JNZkb-g

Just a lot of nonsense

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So...what do you think?
What comes first?  The Q?  The P? The B? The D?
What do you think of the letter 'q'?  Should it get a job?

Celebrate

I celebrate each and every day...as if it's my first and/or might be my last.  
Each day is my gift.  
One in which I am meant to cherish and remember...these are our days, to hold and enjoy...to the best of our abilities.  
I celebrate today, as I did yesterday....as I will tomorrow!
Come, and celebrate...with Me...our gift,
Of today....

She Said Hey Ping Pong, He Said I only play Tennis

Words mean nothing without meaning, action and conviction.

She Said:
I hate how He makes Me feel so Jealous!
Jealous on my boyfriend. Not jealous from other girls.. pfft.. NEVER. I'm confident and I'm happy with my body and my personality. But just that jealousy part, damn.

He Said:
Nobody can make you feel jealous.  Either you are or you aren't.
I have been around jealous women/girlfriends, and it completely turns me off.

She Said:
You guys make us get jealous though. If you knew how to act, and behave and not give any girl a face, we wouldn't need to be jealous. Why do I see no one but him.. even though if I'm around 1000 men, I can't see them.. While you guys you might look at the girls' ass, boobs,body.. and if they flirt, you'll met like ice cream. Even though if you have the world's sexiest girlfriend.

He Said:
What if I told you, not in a million years would I ever...as much as even consider anything beyond the boundaries of personal or intimate with anything in my field of view?  If my thoughts could talk, you would know that my eyes and heart belong to just one.  The One that I love.  I don't share my heart, I don't share my soul. So what, I might notice something on someone.  Within a minute, what I had noticed...I forgot!  Why?  Because my Attention, My Heart lives elsewhere...it's with the one I love.  Now, I ask...is it worth being jealous?
P.s.
I hate getting accused of things that I am not thinking or doing!

She Said:
No. Guys like you are perfect.
My boyfriend is like that too. But then his looks make all girls melt for him. They all stare and try to get his attention. I know he is mine. I know he would never cheat. But I have experienced girls thrown themselves at him and kissing his neck and hug him and stuff like that. WHILE we are together.

He Said:
Why is that his fault? For the record, if you were around (or not)...and some woman came up to me and touched me uninvited. I would have no problem letting her know how inappropriate she might be behaving. Just as I would expect you to do the same if some random guy came up to you and tried his shenanigans. Why? Because I trust in you, and I believe in us!

She Said:

It's not his fault. The reason I'm jealous is because I love him. I want him to be mine ONLY. Cuz i know no one else in this world will love him as much as i love him. And Well said. I really like your response. :)

I Say:

Thanks.  Your boyfriend is really lucky to have someone like you.  Someone who is so deeply rooted with him :)

Reading The Riot Act

I get read the riot act quite frequently.  Of how I need to conform, and comply with the rules of society.  Adjust my mentality and join the herd.  Otherwise, I am worthless...an undesired component of everyday life in my community.  There is a standard and an image that I need to upkeep.  In order to do so, I need to enslave myself to a life of order.  An order that rewards someone else...and when I question the legitimacy of this protocol, or expected standard...I become that ousted individual whom can't find the necessary roots to flourish in this world.

Flourish?  Really?  As a life long slave...?
I don't know about that.  I would rather become the rogue one in this world, and hope that others wise up and realize how they are imprisoned by an unattainable dream.  I can cry freedom...but where would that get me?
I'll tell you where...I gets me a reading of the riot Act!

The Riot Act was an Act of the Parliament of Great Britain that authorized local authorities to declare any group of twelve or more people to be unlawfully assembled, and thus have to disperse or face punitive action. 
The Act, whose long title was "An Act for preventing tumults and riotous assemblies, and for the more speedy and effectual punishing the rioters", came into force on 1 August 1715. It was repealed for England and Wales by section 10(2) of, and Part III of Schedule 3 to, the Criminal Law Act 1967.

To "Read the Riot Act"

To this day many jurisdictions that have inherited the tradition of English common law and Scots law still employ statutes that require police or other executive agents to deliver an oral warning, much like the Riot Act, before an unlawful public assembly may be forcibly dispersed.
Because the authorities were required to read the proclamation that referred to the Riot Act before they could enforce it, the expression "to read the Riot Act" entered into common language as a phrase meaning "to reprimand severely", with the added sense of a stern warning. The phrase remains in common use in the English Language.

Either way, when tyranny runs amok...
It's up to the civilians to question the legitimacy of their governing body, in regards to whom it is that their government truly serves.
Where has This World's representative democracy gone?
Remember People,
A Democracy is....
 "government of the people, by the people, for the people"
Has it perished from this earth?
And, if it has...
How do you get it back?
Without becoming an outlaw, or as this article states, a rioter?

Sometimes, it's the true patriots who need to cross that line...and challenge an unfair authority.
No Matter how tasking, how challenging...how difficult...how impossible that fight may be.
Being enslaved by tyranny is no desired fate.
A fight worth fighting.
Win, lose or draw...
The outcome, is far greater than the risk of staying status quo,
At least, a stand against it...is still better, than compliance with it.

Remember
A government 
Of The People
by the people
For The People

Hot Little Mamma

Her name is Tao Porchon-Lynch.


http://www.taoporchon-lynch.com/Bio.php

I, Heart

If I make you smile :) promise me that you will forever be etched in my Mind. 
If I make you cry :'( promise me to share that tear...for half is already mine. 
If I make you laugh...laugh, laugh along with me...your laughter makes me smile and cry

Matthew

Any message stating, "May a 'thousand years' be added to your life" is a blessing worth rereading all day long.  Thank you very much, and may the same blessing grace your destiny.

Calmness, is a gift few have harnassed.  I am blessed that I am one.  How do I feel about people who can remain calm under adverse situations?  I feel that they are a blessing, and our world is unfortunately running short on those individuals.

With calmness comes patience.  In our society, a society seemingly predicated upon instant gratification, a lack of calmness/patience has lead to a lot of turmoil.  A dearth of calmness and patience has lead us into a world of no understanding, a lack of compassion...and a mistrust so deep that there is no room for tolerance and acceptance.

Last I saw, facts are facts, so facts on this...we, the people of Earth...all (in good graces of health) have the Same Amount of DNA....
For Better, or For Worse....we are all stuck Here, Together....
in essence, are apart of one big family.

Those who lack calmness, are also those that seem to be less patient, less understanding, less tolerant and less accepting.  I wish...I just wish that this world, Our Home....had a kind heart, willing to accept all brothers and sisters...

What do I think?  I think those that have that strength, should stand tall...and strengthen those that need it most.

But, one thing that I have seen through experience...
You can not teach someone, no matter how desperate or lacking that they may be....you can not teach someone a lesson that they are not ready for.  Unfortunately, that is how this world turns...slow, and not necessarily all-willing.

Maybe this is why we are given second chances...to learn our rights from all our wrongs.
Writing Wrongs, can and will consume us.
After All...We Are NOT Here to Judge...
and Judging is not what I am aiming here...

Judgement comes from those less tolerant, less accepting, less patient...less understanding.
But, when those judging minds fall in fault...
I do what I can to accept and forgive...and allow for time to heal and grow.

Awakened

"let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom."



- Marcel Proust.