Thursday, December 22, 2011

Saturn's Return

Like everyone else, the coming of a new year brings about a flurry of thoughts and emotions. Aging continually or dying slow, however you’d prefer to phrase the inevitable, can be haughting at the end of yet another year. That dark shadow lurking behind you, right over your shoulder like a monkey on your back. Amongst the depressing, is also the good, thankfully. The changing in a great way, achieving some goals, progressing to the next level, or just figuring things out. For most, when the positives out number the negatives the year has technically been a success. I’d argue it depends on the quality of those positives. Until recentely, in my opinion, my negatives have been most prominent. Don’t get me wrong, I completely understand that things could be worse, but hey, I’d like to believe I set high standards for myself. I never anticipated it would take untill my late 20s to finally begin to grasp who I am and ultimately who I want to be. It feels good though.

There’s an astrological theory referred to as Saturn’s Return that I’ve recently become familiar with. It’s a phenomenon described as influencing a person’s life development at 27 -30 year intervals. Which is around the time it takes for Saturn to complete an orbit (29.4 years). As wikipedia puts it: 

a person crosses over a major threshold and enters the next stage of life. With the first Saturn return, a person leaves youth behind and enters adulthood. With the second return, maturity. And with the third and usually final return, a person enters wise old age. These periods are estimated to occur at roughly the ages of 28-30, 56-60 and 84-90. A fourth return occurs for only a few people, at age 114-118.

This may explain the pressure that I, and some others, seem to be feeling now days to make either major moves or drastic changes. Neither of which is negative of course. I’m not necessarily giving this theory my official stamp of approval but it’s without a doubt interesting.

I assume the new emotions ill settle in to. The longing for a stable relationship, eagerness to start a family, and hope for a much more financially stuntin-on-other-people future, so to speak. In due time, right? Regardless, I anticipate greatness with this coming year. Tasks will become easier, goals will become more achievable, and ladies even more puddy in Ya boy’s hands. Moral of the story, stay positive, aggressive, and never settling for less. Bring on 2012. Good luck to you all.


Thursday, December 8, 2011

Who Said Hip Hop is Dead??

I thought I’d drop off another list of dope music. I’m going to avoid listing any albums that I listed in a previous post of mine, Music or lose it. I thoroughly contemplated adding Kendrick Lamar’s Section 80 again, because I love it that much, but didn’t. This isn’t an “Albums of the year” List, though quite a few of these are true contenders, especially the first album mentioned. This is just a list of some great LPs that I’m currently listening to. Also, check out my previous music post if you haven’t yet because those albums are also still in constant rotation. Enjoy.

                                                                  The Roots – Undun

They did it again. May I add, in a manner that exceeded my expectations. They are currently standing strong as my second favorite group of all time behind Outkast but are really making a run for that #1 spot, word to Luda. I compliment them on their excellent use of Bilal on this album, who is hands down my favorite singer right now. With all biases aside, this album is amazing. Though it won’t get the love it deserves like most Roots material, I think it will stand as one of the best albums of the year.

                                                             Childish Gambino – Camp

Childish Gambino is who most of you may know as Donald Glover from the sitcom Community. He’s the black guy. I heard him say in a few interviews that he rapped but definitely didn’t take him seriously. Well, the joke was on me. This actor is an emcee and this album is great. He’s rapping from a very unique perspective with an intense hunger that I can’t help but love. His success in comedy and acting is similar to that of drake’s. In fact, the two seem very much alike, in regards to career paths. You couldn’t tell by their music though, they are very different. Childish Gambino is much less braggadocious and not at all sing-y. Allow this to be the “put on” and go get the album.

                                                     Danger Mouse & Daniele Luppi – Rome
Danger Mouse consistently knows how to make me happy. In fact, he rarely lets me down. No matter who he’s working with. Whether it’s Cee-lo, The Rapture, Beck, Broken Bells, Gorillaz, The black Keys, and now Daniele luppi, he’s always the perfect addition to a great stew. Why doesn’t everyone want to do an album with Danger Mouse? A few years back I heard he was supposed to be doing an album with Roots Crew front man himself, Black Thought. The album was supposed to be called Dangerous Thoughts. I’m still masterbating to the thought of that coming out. Please guys, make that happen.

                                                                Evidence – Cats & Dogs

I don’t want to say that I was presently surprised by Evidence’s lastest opus, because I wasn’t. I knew it would be great. The beats, the rhymes, and the album itself is flawless in so many ways. It’s emcees like evidence, and his lack of commercial exposure that make me despise the puppeteers pulling the strings at these radio stations and cable networks. This guy should be a household name and this album is evidence, no pun intended, of that fact.

                                                    A$AP Rocky – Live.Love.A$AP (Mixtape)

I recently heard the great ?uestlove (obviously I love the roots) say that hip hop is all about movements. He said that to explain their entrance into the game, coming out with folks like Erykah, Common, Mos def, Kweli and others. I think we’re witnessing another movement now. Acts like Odd future and now “The A$AP crew” immediately come to mind when I think movement. They’re young, hungry, slightly disrespectful (not all), but definitely talented. ASAP Rocky’s Mixtape, is quite the breath of fresh air. ASAP Rocky’s Peso affected me in the same way that Tyler, the Creator’s Yonkers did. Both original and both also making me feel like hip hop could be going in the right direction.

                                                                   Danny Brown – XXX

This dude’s style is so great. He might be a little too much for some of you but I definitely recommend giving him a shot. Once you get pass his missing teeth, permed Mohawk, and skinny jeans you’ll realize that he’s quite the talent. “Die like a rock star” is officially my treadmill anthem. When that song comes on I immediately push the speed up to 9.0! Ok 6.5, you got me. I can’t think of one single artist that I could compare this guy to. He’s super original. And the album is Fire! 

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

The Misadventures of.....

I’d like to apologize to those who have been checking this blog to only have realized that I hadn’t posted anything new. I’m not one for excuses, I should have been blogging. Unfortunately, I let other (stupid) things, like work, moving, and limited time, get in the way. Though, I assure you that during my absence, getting back to writing was consistently on my mind. That thoroughly excites me. I’m witnessing my passion for "this writing thing" grow tremendously. Consistency is the goal.

My days of non-bloggingness weren’t completely consumed by work, my move, and just all around lack of time. I also treated myself to an evening (late night/morning) of, what in my opinion, is quite the therapeutic environment. The strip club! Where a brotha like me likes to go and Ball on a Budget. Or at least pretend to. Making it rain to me is watering my plants. At the strip club, I make it look like I’m going to make it rain. This is an effective method for getting some personal attention from the beautiful, and very talented, employees of the club. They’re such sweet girls. And it’s funny, they all seem to really like me *Forrest Gump Voice*… so I give them money. Go fig. All in all, it was a great time.

What really made this night special was what happen. The event that took place. For all that don’t know the strip club is magical place. I was told this in the past but brushed it off like it was nonsense. Well I’m here to vouch for that truth evidenced by my own revelation. I did what hundreds of time I was told not to do. I looked a stripper in the eyes. Directly. Direct eye contact!! This action was immediately followed by my being sucked into THE PORTAL OF ALL KNOWING. Yes folks, the portal of all knowing. For the first few seconds, i was placed onto an empty valley, where the grass was made of dollars and the trees were silver and shiny. While in this portal, I knew the answer to every question ever asked. So I contemplated the meaning of life… Why the word abbreviates is such a long word…. Why doesn’t glue stick to the inside of the bottle, and all sorts of life long questions needing answers. It was great. My skin appeared unblemished and I felt as though I took a shot of joy directly into my blood stream. Unfortunately this portion of the adventure didn’t last that long. Beyond the valley was the sadness of the stripper. The ever-so-slight looks of disgust in her eyes and thoughts of goals unaccomplished, undeodorized customers, and children waiting at home. It wasn’t a good place for me. I was then thrown out of the portal and awakened with a stripper on my lap and a tear in my eye. I wanted to take care of her forever. T-Pain is quite the Oracle! I indeed fell in love with a stripper…. So I gave her more money, she finished the lap dance and walked away. Go fig.

Women, Women, Women… How I love them so. 

I guess I’ll leave you with this. When asked for permission to set him up on a blind date, Hank Moody (David Duchovny's character in Californication) responded with the following quote:

“It’s my purgatory, really – dinner, drinks, whatever.  I’m never really all that interested, but I find myself telling her how beautiful she is anyway. ‘Cause it’s true, all women are, in one way or another. You know, there’s always something about every damn one of you, it’s a smile, a curve, a secret. You ladies really are the most amazing creatures, my life’s work. But then there’s the morning after, a hangover, and the realization that I’m not quite as available as I thought I was the night before. And then she’s gone, and I’m haunted by yet another road not taken.” –Hank Moody

I love that quote. I haven’t related to a quote as much as I do that one in a long time. I wish I wrote it. 

Moral of the story: Fellas, Tip well… especially if you get a dance from MY WOMAN!!!

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Random Thoughts

Notable Singer and cheese maker (literally), Alex James, said that he celebrated his 20th birthday with alcohol, his 30th with Drugs, and his 40th with food. I’ve yet to celebrate my 30th birthday and by no means intend to do so with drugs, unless somehow I come across a ton of money and no longer have daily obligations and responsibilities (other than writing). Unfortunately, that most likely isn’t a realistic hope.

I really appreciate Mr. James’s quote, which after reading, immediately lead me to reflecting on how I may be progressing within my life’s path. Currently, I live by the mantra “work hard now and play (BALL OUT) harder later.” I’ve been working 2 jobs for the past 2 years now and there’s absolutely nothing glorious about that. But it’s my personal intention to spend the rest of my 20s figuring things out, aggressively working to accomplish newly found goals, and if at all possible, building the ground level of a stable relationship. I’d prefer my 30th birthday not to be punctuated with drunken drug use, but by travel, accomplishment proud, and a distinct idea of what is next and how to get there.

This year has been about progression and self motivation. I’m about that age now where those around me, like college acquaintances and others in my peer group, are blowing up. They’re maximizing their efforts at this point and becoming notable for whatever dream they may be chasing. I’m happy for those folks, appreciate the inspiration, but ultimately anticipate my time. Like a deer in headlights, all I see is my inevitable future. I’m also about the age where “taking over the throne” is a mandatory move. Let’s face it, my parents aren’t getting any younger and my being in a position to, at some point, take care of them is fast approaching. Oh, the pressure. But, handle it, I will.  

I advise everyone too consistently self evaluate. Know what and who (for those single like me) you want. Wake up every morning chasing greatness. And by no means except failure.



Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Crazy Is as Crazy Does!!

So I met this chick that I've been talking to for about 2 weeks. Mostly Phone conversations and due to both our hectic schedules, we only were able to get together twice within those two weeks. Originally she seemed cool. Down to earth, not a stranger to hard work, and the owner of massive sex appeal. She’s a sweet girl, but if what I’m sensing as “signs of crazy” aren’t that, then I must be as 7:30 as they come.

The second date was on a Saturday. It went well. Nothing too mind blowing or too intimate. A meal, conversation, and the obligatory second date kiss. It wasn’t a late night, in fact I met with her early Saturday afternoon, which left me plenty of time to get together with my boys that night for drinks and trash talk. The following Sunday, like most Sundays for me, was filled with football, fantasy football, and Buffalo wings (definitely need to cut back on those). I’ll say it was about half way through the 4:00p.m. games, when my phone alerted me of a text message. I check my phone expecting it to be one of the members of my fantasy league talking trash about my being down in my weekly matchup. But to my surprise, a message was sent to me that was so long that it needed to be sent in 17 separate text messages. Alert, after alert, after alert, after alert. The contents of these texts I won’t share, but let’s just say it was some extremely personal shit that I didn’t feel comfortable knowing. The text began with, “There are some things I’d like to confess.” Now, I don’t want to be misunderstood here. I’m all for sharing personal things early that are “appropriately disclosed”, i.e. “I was married before,” “I’m dating other people also,” or “by the way, I’m religious so no sex before marriage.” But no, I had to read some of the most graphic, depressing, horrific moments of this particular woman’s life. I didn’t know how to respond and after reading all that sadness and misguided adventure, I almost felt obligated to offer to script her biopic. Uncomfortable is an understatement. Because I’m such a loving and caring soul (wink wink ladies) and quite honestly still wanted to smash, I didn’t allow that to be “the deal breaker.” I actually responded to the text with “thank you, I appreciate you sharing that information with me.” Noah couldn’t have handled the flood behind the “crazy gates” I just opened. Following that moment, it was “baby this” and “baby that”, “baby baby baby.” “Baby, I have another confession, I accidentally slipped and called you my boyfriend to my coworkers today and didn’t correct myself”… “Oh well baby, you basically are”… No the hell I’m not Chick!! At this point, I had to slow things down and control this Wild Stag before my near future was coming home to a boiling rabbit on my stove. I calmly explained to this nut bag that I thought she was moving too fast and felt like her expectations may have been a little unrealistic. Mind you, I explained this in a manner that would hopefully still allow me to get her in the sack (I know, I’m a dirt bag) soon, yet hopefully also coerce her to take a few steps backwards. This seemed to work. She wasn’t to upset with me and informed me that she was definitely going to slow down a bit. And this, my friends, is where it gets comedic! The Accidental Texting!!! Yes, she began sending me text messages that were “supposed” to be sent to other people (men). Throughout the day, I would be randomly alerted with text messages that said things like “Hey you, it’s been a long time. Want to get together tonight?” or “Hey, do you just want to f**k? What do you want?” After each of the messages like this, she quickly sent a following text message (and this time meant for me) saying “Wow, I’m sorry. That last text wasn't for you. Sorry” Ughhh... What have i gotten myself into?

Number Deleted!

Anticlimactic? Yes, but that’s just how it went. Update coming soon!!!



Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Please Hold The Fickle

Hip Hop is an amazing form of music in my opinion. I love it but question the fact that our artists are incapable of acquiring the type of longevity that other artists from other genres experience. Why does getting old in hip hop have to be so negative (motherfuckin negative, so you ignorant folks hear me)?” I understand that hip hop is one of the youngest genres of music out, probably being no more than 35 years old. Does that justify emcees/rappers not be able to continue holding it down for fans like Prince, Madonna, The Who, or the Rolling Stones do for theirs? Trust me, I’m aware, we’re referring to a genre of music where the target audience (Kids) is as fickle and influential as they come. The majority are members of a generation where the speed of their home internet connection reflects their demand for output by artists. It’s hard out here for an artist!

Is Hip Hop being young a Justification for the failure of those trying to entertain and represent us? Failure may be the wrong word in this case but I’m sure we can ask Slick Rick, Rakim, and even Ja-Rule about how they feel about their hard, on-top-of-the-game-at-some-point work that is now completely unappreciated. Maybe it boils down to young people have no respect (damn, I’m feeling like my parents). It’s tough being surrounded and effected by fans that are so overly unreceptive yet concerningly susceptible to the constant “force-feeding” of what’s “supposed” to be listened to by these radio stations, and industry puppeteers. I don’t want to turn this into a discussion differentiating what’s good and what’s bad or what should get radio play and what shouldn’t. That’s primarily because I believe all of that should be determined by the people. Hopefully a knowledgeable and savvy group of people though!!!

Let’s be real, Jay Z is the furthest we seen someone go in hip hop. He’s reached the mountain top. This is definitely a testament to his genius, but what details in the blueprint (no pun intended) that he’s designing can be duplicated by those to come. Is it timing? Maybe what Hov is experiencing now is what was to be expected for Biggie or Pac, whom for unfortunate reasons were unable to make it this far. Maybe not! Maybe it was his starting at what is a later age (he was 26 when Reasonable Doubt dropped) in comparison to what may be typical for artist today. Only the hip hop Gods know. All I know is that it’s so difficult defending hip hop sometimes. The genre of music I love the most often times can be so embarrassing and hard to deal with. With as many rappers as we have in America why are there, in my guesstimation, no more than 8-10 relevant artists at any given time. It’s definitely not because of the lack of quality music. It’s because of the business and the audience’s inability to find, or seek out rather, what’s not just played for them.

I’ll sum this up by saying “seek and you shall find.” Hip hop fans, lets mature as listeners, fans, and supporters. Let’s educate ourselves, mature, and grow as a genre and genre supporters. Our music can’t be the bastard step child forever! Don’t allow the age of an artist to deter you from truly finding what reflects you as a person. And definitely, definitely, don’t stop reading this blog!



Monday, November 7, 2011

Music or Lose It

I cleaned out my car a few days ago and to my surprise realized that my CD books were in disarray. So I decided to reorganize them and only leave out the five most consistently played CDs outside of the 2 CD books that I have in my car to prevent having to flip through them while driving. Below is a list and a few jotted thoughts about said CDs. Let me start by saying that if you haven’t listened to any of these albums please do ASAP. They’re all high quality opuses though a disclaimer is necessary. I’d prefer not to call them anything other than “albums currently in heavy rotation” because I’m not sure if my “albums of the year list,” or any other type of list for that matter, would contain any of these. I sure a few of this will make some other list of mine, but am not 100% sure of that fact yet. Also, one of the five listed albums isn’t new.

I’ve grown a lot as a person in the last few years and am starting to realize that the music I listen to and support needs to reflect that and grow with me. That may be difficult to understand, because honestly it’s difficult to explain. It’s not as simple as now I’m older, so I’m listening to exclusively Jazz and R&B like a lot of folks say, which is definitely not the case. I’m still, without a doubt, a hip hop head. But, I think some artist “Get it” and their content supports that and some don’t. Enjoy!

Kendrick Lamar – Section 80

One of my favorite artists doing it right now. This kid is a damn monster. So refreshing, so original, and so damn funky. Lyrically, Kendrick Lamar exudes passion for people, life, and music and balances the depth that he has as an emcee with Amazing Melodies and a great ear for music. Hop on the bandwagon now because I imagine amazing things from this dude.

The Weeknd – House of Balloons

Dark and druggy R&B. I love that type of shit! This dude is making some really classic shit in my opinion. He will be blowing up soon.

Icebird (RJD2 & Aaron Livingston) – The abandoned Lullaby

I’ve been rocking with RJD2 for quite a while. This is a collaboration effort with him and Aaron Livingston that I was a bit skeptical about originally. Boy was I wrong. I think this will definitely make my album of the year list at this point. I love this album!

Phonte – Charity Starts at home

As an already huge fan of Mr. Coleman, I expected greatness when being informed about his solo project dropping. This album has been on rotation by me harder than the earth’s axis. I love this album. I’ll never understand why this guy isn’t a household name. He’s super talented when it comes to music, but also amazingly charismatic, intelligent, and funny outside of that. Give him a T.V. show!!!

Bilal – Airtight’s revenge

Bilal is one of my favorite singers of all time! A song on this album called “levels” is currently my phones ringtone and this album hasn’t left the rotation since it dropped last year. To label this dude “original” is an understatement of epic proportions. Amazing work!



Saturday, November 5, 2011

It's time to Settle? down

According to enrichment journal on the divorce rate in America:
The divorce rate in America for first marriage is 41%
The divorce rate in America for second marriage is 60%
The divorce rate in America for third marriage is 73%

People: When it comes to women, you’re too picky.

Me: I am?

People: Yes, when do you plan on settling down?

Me: I’m not sure… what else would you like to inform me about me?

I’m a bit tired of people telling me that I’m too picky. I disagree. I disagree with thinking you can tell someone that they’re too picky about anything. Why are you analyzing my standards, deciding what I can or cannot live with, and questioning my deal breakers? LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!.... Word to Mike Jackson.

I know it’s called settling down but does that mean that I have to settle? Though, settling may be inevitable. I’m not naive. I’m not sitting around waiting for perfectness to come floating out of the sky on a perfectly fluffed white cloud to the sweet tunes of “lady in Red” with a working knowledge of hip hop and intrigued by analytical debates about cinematography. I also know that no one is perfect (though I’m quite close), and don’t expect my dream girl to identically match my “dream girl,” so to speak. That person probably doesn’t exist. But then again, maybe she does. So should I hold tight and wait. Let a few more “applicants” pass by or settle for something now and possibly contribute to the 41% divorce rate and make her my second wife, if I come across her in the future. Sounds kind of messed up to me.

For some, the idea of being alone is a fear. I may even qualify as one of those people, but unhappiness, regret, or resentment, from what I’ve witnessed, is miserable. I’m not saying that to justify my singleness. I am looking, but I’d prefer not to force the situation. Maybe I’m am tip toeing heart break. Maybe not. Maybe I’ll know “the one” when I meet her and it just hasn’t happened yet. Maybe a couple of baby mammas are all I’m destined for. Who the hell knows?

What I do know, and what is clear and evident, is that I’m a COTDAMMNNN CATCH!! Holla at me!



Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Declined: Potential Expired

Has my “potential” deadline been reached? Does the answer to that depend on my age? At what age does not reaching your so-called potential equal Loser… Lame… He Ain’t Bout Shit? 25? 30? 40?

Potential unrealized is a single man’s worst enemy. As a Younger man, or college student, potential alone could have you in the sack with a P.Y.T. faster than a black man getting pulled over in a Maserati Quattroporte….. Women think they know it when they see it. I’d imagine this explains their attempts at refining their men at every given opportunity. Unfortunately for them, and we’ll call them “potential-hustlers” (men that exude the notion of soon to be success) exploit that characteristic in women. It was easy work for a player like me. *pimp laugh* Answer a few questions in the classroom, recite some prose of poetry, and discuss something a tad bit deeper than “where’s the next party”. Just like that, you’re in there like swimwear. It’s was a new type of swag called pseudo-potential. Worked like a charm.

All jokes aside (maybe), I am quite the talented individual. There’s nothing fake about the potential I do or did have. The same can be said for any serious-about-life man in an environment filled with women searching for their Knight in however-shined shining armor. But personally, I feel like I’m destined for greatness. So now the question becomes, have I been exaggerating my potential all this time? Honestly, it’s sad to think about. How the hell has my potential, led me to a 9-5 making someone else millions? Am I that unmotivated? Why him and not me (hater characteristics invading)? Those are just a few questions of those capable of, but not quite there.

I suspect this isn’t some sort of mid-life or hopefully quarter-life crisis. As a man in my 20s, contemplating higher levels of success is natural. Plus, I’m not doing bad but feel I can accomplish so much more. Not to mention I talk a big a game. Not accomplishing what I aspire for would be a true embarrassment and downright shame in my eyes.

All in all, potential has to be defined by one’s self. Third person perspective has to be irrelevant. I’m realizing that becoming legendary requires a plan and your “Potential Lease” expires when you’re dead or really old. Plus, I’m a writer; they don’t blow up till their 40s. Haha to you!

Blog until I make it…



Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Freaks and Film Geeks

I was asked by a good friend of mine to share 10 movies that I thought she should definitely watch right away. I imagine this could provide some insight on my taste and fulfill my need for film talk prior to my listing of my top 10 favorites of the year. If you haven’t seen these, definitely do so. Very dope flicks! Enjoy.

Disclaimer: by no means is this a list of my favorite movies of all time. More so along the lines of highly recommended.

(No particular order)

Chameleon Street – One of my favorite movies ever! Not necessarily because it’s great, which in a technical sense it isn’t, but more so because of what it represents. The invisibility of black, quality cinema in America, which will be evidenced by its difficulty to find! Famous for its sampled conversation on Black Star’s “Brown skin lady”, this film took home the Grand Jury Prize in 1990’s Sundance film Festival…. Yet, no one knows what it is!

Rodger Dodger – Campbell Scott plays one the smoothest cats I’ve ever seen on the big screen. Some of the greatest dialogue I’ve come across. It is probably on my “top 5 favorite characters in a movie ever” list.

Requiem for a Dream – Dark and Druggy!! What can I say, it’s Orgasmic…

Oldboy – Let’s just say, in preparation….. Its official, Spike lee is set to direct the American remake. I love Spike to death but it will be very difficult to improve on this classic!

Amores Perros – This movie is the definition of what type of movies I’d make! Non-linear, intertwining stories and a little social commentary to go with it.

Synechdoche, New York – Written and directed by Charlie Kaufman… Typically considered slow and boring, but in my opinion, quite the opposite. You’ll have to put on your thinking cap for this one.. I would have loved to write this!

The Orphanage (El Orfanato) – One of my favorite horror films!

Magnolia – Directed by Paul Thomas Anderson, who in my opinion is a FUCKING GENIUS! “Boogie Nights”, “There Will Be Blood”, and “Punch-Drunk Love”…. This guy is spitting out classics. Magnolia is probably considered his weirdest, but is definitely my favorite.

The Believer – When brilliant goes bad! I’m a sucker for movies with really intelligent lead characters. Here, Ryan Gosling is just that, brilliant and reckless! This movie initially sparked my interest in Gosling, whom I now think will be one of the greatest ever.

In the Bedroom – 3 words… Dating Older Women.



I, MaDBlacK

Hi, I’m MaDBlacK. I write.

I Love words written well!

I hate Injustice, pressures to do what I don’t want to do, Spicy food, and women that lack compassion and have horrible attitudes. So, as long as you, the reader, don’t hate when people begin conversations with things they hate, we should be good.

I'm Complex...

Being a dark skinned black male justifies and supports my favorable sense of generally being “in fashion”, so I allow that theory to slip into all sorts of aspects in my daily life. Stuck up? No. Better than a lot? Obviously.

I’m driven by curiosity about my life’s path and eagerness to become legendary. All of which I feel is affected and only obtained, respectively, by EVERY SINGLE LITTLE ITSY BITSY DECISION I make in my life. Indecisive? indeed.

I’m single. So my present loves are film, music, and the written word. And let’s be serious, WOMEN (as in multiple)!!! I question a lot of the things you women do and plan to rant as much as possible about that here. I enjoy discussing the differences in women and men and consider that dichotomy to be a genius creation. Created by whom? I don’t know. I still have a lot to figure out. Religion is definitely one of those.

I’m sarcastic and don’t take myself too seriously and hope to do the best I can to make sure that’s precisely delineated in my writing. I appreciate all those who take the time out to read what I have to say and will make sure to do my best to progress and grow in a manner that makes all of you “early admirers” look like trailblazers to the masses of know nothings!!