Embrace Nerdy Things

Wow… haven’t posted or really written anything in almost 3yrs. Been doing a lot of living though so lets get back to my love of it and do something with and about it!!!

This is the only time I’m going to title this! I want to become a copywriter and I’m going to teach my damn self how to do it. Doing some research on where to start, I came across the simplest way and that’s by simply writing SOMETHING for 20mn EVERY DAY! So, here is something. I’ve been told I have a a way with words, been encouraged to write by several peers, delved into various forms of writing and all have brought me pleasure and creative outlets, but none put money in my pocket. ALVERNON, stick to this one please!!! You need it, your family needs it, and quite frankly and confidently…the world needs it. We all have a voice! We all have something to share with the world because we are people who share the same experiences,  same joys, same pains, same losses and same gains. Different levels and interpretations of it all sure… but nonetheless they’re all human experiences! So, let God lead you… this feels like divine order so be obedient! Lord, I pray for consistency and completion! I still believe I will write something that’ll change the world! As I’m pproaching 50yrs old, the world can simply mean changing my childrens fortunes, or connecting with strangers, or connecting strangers to other strangers, businesses to consumers or just myself! Either way, changing people IS changing the world one person at a time. I want…no need that change to be positive for my soul to rest. I promise to be honest, to write with integrity, for the right reasons and hopefully for 20mn a day…

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…Because I refuse to make YET another post about other people’s decisions, I’ll express my thoughts here. Doing so on a social platform will will initiate the exact behavior I’m about to decry. LIFE is simply decisions made over and over again! You win some; you loose some. The good decisions USUALLY bring about good outcomes and the bad ones USUALLY bring about bad outcomes. YEP, sometimes you get lucky and/or blessed and sometimes you get fucked over. EITHER WAY, a decision was made FIRST to yield any result. Action leads to reaction!
  Simple, right!!!??? So why TF, How TF did people become so sensitive, narcissistic, opinionated, holier than Thou? And when TF did “everything” require a march, a protest, a cancellation (that bullshit), or a movement? Notice I put the word EVERYTHING in quotations!!! When EVERYTHING gets fueled by people’s opinions on other people’s decisions, It takes away from REAL issues, problems, fights, and/or lines in the sands that need ALL the attention, time and focus to be handled accordingly! If I posted that rant, everyone would feel they just HAVE to answer all the RHETORICAL questions I just posed, and thereby continuing the motion on the hamster wheel. So, I decided to keep my thoughts to myself and/or a very select view (a good decision, I might add) and focus on making another good one by checking myself when I feel the need to put energy into something unworthy… What a novel idea, right? …………lol, no need to answer that out loud either, plz and thanks!!!

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Embrace Novel Things

Yeah, it is a good day for for a nice run…get after it bro! Oh, ok…she got the memo too it seems! Aww, how cute…hold mommy’s hand tight little one as you walk down the busy sidewalk! Men! At! Work… I see you fellas…welding, cranes, hard hats, steel toe boots, gloves…the type of equipment that makes you want to grunt or beat your chest!!! Don’t mind me, I’m just people watching.
See, I drive for a living and my route takes me through the bustling north west side of Chicago where I get to see people from all walks of life. I had an awesome weekend where it seems like my daughter secured her first job and I can’t stop thinking about her. I remember when she was as small as that little girl holding her moms hand. I remember encouraging her to push through when she ran her first cross country track meet. I remember feeling like I needed to man up and get stronge as a construction worker  when she started getting older. All these images of people just living their lives made me grateful and humble for the journey of life. And just this evening, I read a post from a dear friend of mine that reminded me of how careful we all should be when we speak about the various stages of life we go through.
  I remember thinking I had it all together the first 15yrs of my career. I was working downtown, felt like a corporate somebody using his mind and education to make a living. Then that job folded and in order to stay with the company, I now had to drive a truck for a living. I went from brains to brawn to provide and I use to think one was better or more prestigious than the other. Had I spoken about it in such a tone, I’d certainly have to eat my share of crow now. I’ve watched people go about life. I’m guiding my children through theirs, and speaking humbly, cautiously, and gratefully about my own!!! …just Embracing Necessary Things…

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I read, heard, came across the question…”have you ever fully thrown yourself into anything,” and I initially and sadly said to myself NO, I haven’t. It made me sad because I was thinking about this one thing I knew I have yet to give my all to, in spite of the daily tug at my spirit to do so. It made me question my will, my drive, my discipline, motivation, inner fight, gumption, assertiveness, etc; ya know all things alpha male! …those things that make a man stand out, that make him attractive, a leader… Needless to say, the shit can send a brother down a rabbit hole of insecurity that’ll only exasperate the issue at hand. So, instead I took a look in the other direction; a look down my past, a look towards the things I was proud of in myself and started finding nutritious carrots in that rabbit hole. I remembered how I used to absolutely love playing baseball and how I “fully threw myself into it!” I remembered the times I fell in love and how I “fully threw myself into it!” …when I used to rap and make music, the jobs I’ve had, the schools I attended, and presently the family I’m blessed with. That NO answer quickly became a gleeful, “why yes, I have!” And even though I still knew there was that one thing I hadn’t yet fully thrown myself into, that thought sparked the opportunity to do so… to write… to write these very words!!!

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Young Travon Martin had recently been murdered by George Zimmerman!!! If you don’t know the story, perhaps you’re still turning a blind eye to the atrocities plaguing the black community and maybe this will help you open them. I only mention Trayvon’s name to bring context and timeline to this story, but the issues are unfortunately very current.

It was an early spring afternoon when I noticed her walking…struggling a bit, but continuously moving. She was an elderly white woman and hindered a bit, but still able enough to care for herself. I was done making my deliveries in this affluent western suburban area and relaxing in my work truck for a spell when she crossed my path. I watched her toil along for a few yards with her belongings and wondered what her family background was like. She was exiting a retirement home on her way to her car parked in the same lot I was parked in, and I thought to myself where was the help of loved ones she may have. I thought about my mom and what I would do for her as she got older in age. I thought about how she raised me… as a man with values, principles, integrity, and a respect for life in all that it entails. She raised me to respect my elders, to be a gentleman, open doors, and exhibit manners at all times. Then, I took a look at my current self and immediately contrasted all that I was at that exact moment. I was a middle aged black man dressed in jeans, a hoodie, and a scull cap; attire suitable for a delivery driver on a brisk afternoon… but to approach an old white lady, not so much! I’m at a crossroads! Do I uphold all that was instilled me and offer to “help an old lady across the street?” Do I try to tidy up my appearance to ease her fear of danger from a black man in a hoodie and skull cap? Do I now turn said blind eye to an elderly white woman in need of assistance same as white America does the black community? I chose the first option and approached her As I Am, as my my mother and village raised me to be, and conscious of the state of the world as it is. Hello mam, do you need any help carrying your belongings? Much to my surprise, she gleefully obliged. My car is just a little ways up, the yellow one she said. As we slowly strolled ahead we engage in small talk about the weather, her past employment as a receptionist, and how she enjoys the retired life. She encourages me to look forward to the same and we even share a few laughs. See people, we are all the same at the core….PEOPLE! We all want the same things…to simply live and enjoy life. I’m glad I had all my preconceived notions about who she might be, but approached her in spite of. And I’m even more grateful she saw that a black man in a hoodie and scull cap wasn’t a threat. He was a gentleman, a father, and help when she was in need.

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Embrace NECESSARY Things

…Shit, I wish it WAS a genie so I could blink myself away from all the madness of the world today! Needless to say… I’m feeling “some kind of way” and its starting to manifest in my daily routines and life in general. For instance, I had quite an interesting dream last night.

Part one: I’m somewhere chilling with a few friends in a den/living room type of area and there just happens to be a tiger lurking around like its someone’s pet! No bullshit!!! And I’m the only one paying attention to it like, YO…you guys are ok with this!!!??? Perhaps the tiger too felt my curiosity to it roaming around so freely because it was looking at me from time to time with the same apprehension. As it paced back and forth, we would make eye contact and our tension grew with every connection. I guess he had enough of the guessing game and decided to go full “tiger” on me and chomped down on my entire hand!!!

Part two: Now I’m in a corridor with a man walking two dogs close by. One was a German Shepard and the other was a Doberman Pincher. For some reason, I felt in danger of this man letting his dogs loose on me, so I made my way around the corner trying to get out of eyesight of him and his “pets!” As I turn the corner, the Doberman was let loose, followed me, and jumped on me in a playful manner…or was it playful? His teeth were exposed, but I wasn’t sure if it was playful or aggressive. In my utter bravery, I stoop down to look it at eye level and kept staring at it until it became friendly and let me pet him. We were now friends, but the German Shepard was still under its owner’s control and I certainly didn’t feel so safe again. This same man/owner then has a young teenage son in tow along with the two dogs. However, his son is now the aggressor! He was teaching him to “defend” himself and was taking pride in all he had learned at the present time. I could tell he was pleased at how the son felt the need to punch me in the chest in the exact technique he was taught. The punch didn’t phase me one bit and after I let the kid know, I even invited him to punch me once more! I’m all solid lil homey and your punches…although swung with great technique, have no effect on me. The father looks at the son with a nod of approval and the little guy then slaps me!!! I look at the father and tell him, you’re lucky you have these dogs close by because otherwise I’d beat the shit out of your son right now!!!

Analysis: I. Will. Not. Be. Silent. Nor Silenced!!! The tiger bit my hand off….but, it was the left hand! I’m right-handed and as long as I can write and have breath in my lungs, I will not be afraid to speak up for injustices! I have some friends who would rather stay neutral in the face of danger, but I’ll take the calculated risks for freedom of speech. I’m willing to be friends with the enemy if we can see eye to eye on our differences! I can tell the difference between friend or foe, no matter who is the owner of your true self! The sins of your forefathers can and will revisit you if you’re not careful! And if you teach hate, those sins can have repercussions on your loved ones if they don’t catch up to you personally!!! And in the eloquent words of Maya Angelou… Still I Rise!!!

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Embrace NEGRO Things  

There’s a large, lone tree in the magic Forest of Lessons. It’s the turn of the season and leaves still have yet to form on its towering limbs. The trunk looks as though it’s not strong enough to feed and hold up the branches and the grass surrounding it was dying. However, it had a personality that totally contradicts its appearance. It was arrogant, pompous, and quite full of itself to say the least. It had seen better days of positioning and status, but now its fighting to simply stay relevant. One day, a young deer and a doe strolled along and rested under this tree. They would frolic about, eat, and mate in the surrounding area of this tree. They were young and full of promise with boundless energy to bring all their wants and needs to fruition. The arrogant tree would watch them as they grew into a loving pair and admired their camaraderie. There was one problem though! After long days of playing and eating and running around, they would eventually have to relieve themselves and it was often around the base of the tree’s trunk. Enough is enough… How dare you, said the tree! Don’t you know you’re on rich soil!!!??? This is no place to do your business. The deer replied with laughter saying “what’s so rich about this yellowish grass and dry dirt you call soil?” The tree said, you’d show more respect for me if you had seen me in my heyday! Well old timer the deer said, perhaps your time has passed and you can now only hold on to the memories of yesterday’s lore!

Aaaaannndddd, that’s all I got for that story but here’s a shorter story about how that story came about. I’m taking this master class on the art of storytelling by Neil Gaiman and he said that a story is born simply by taking two entities and put them in conflict with each other! It can be make believe/fairytale, magical, real, or anything your imagination dreams of. Well, one day while driving my work truck on a early spring day I notice a tree that had yet to form any leaves yet. And one section of the limbs looked like the antlers of a huge deer! Hmmm, now how can I bring this vision into conflict to form a story? Welp, the above story was SUPPOSED to be a clash between a dying money tree and a deer that was mating with a doe. While in mating season, they would often shit by the tree, therefore providing much needed fertilization for the arrogant money tree; and thus… they all were “Making a Buck!” And the moral of the story was: Sometimes the very people who shit on you, subsequently help you make a better version of yourself!

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Should I tell you guys what I’m thinking right now? How would you look at me if I do? Will you think I’m crazy? Will you think I’m a genius? Will you think I’m a bad person…a good person? How often do you go through questions similar to these with yourself over the simplest of decisions or scenarios? How long does that take you when the scenario is complex?

I do this so often and so thorough that it turns into outright conversations with people all in my head. I guess you could say I’m testing the waters; weighing the pros and cons; loading my responses for rapid fire, witty/sarcastic, indisputable bullets straight to your dome! Because, be honest.. no one wants to say a thought out loud and Lord forbid no one agrees with it. Now you have to defend, explain it, or at least try to get people to understand where it originated from.

Now, when it’s a good thought… oh we can’t wait to say those out loud right? It’s going to make us look like good people, smart people, caring people… you know, people who NEEVER have negative thoughts, right!!!??? Riiiighhttt!!!

Oooohhh, your good and bad conscience… Is that simply a conversation with God or the devil? I saw this video from hip hop legend KRS where he broke down metaphysics to some degree. In short, it’s the branch of philosophy that concerns the existence and nature of things that exist! He instructed a room of people to say something to themselves silently. Then he asked them… what was that voice? You heard it, you said it, but no one else did. But, it existed right? That’s your true self, what we see is just the flesh covering of your thoughts!

Your thoughts are not only yours, they are YOU!!! Own them, use them, nurture them, play with them, allow them to roam freely in your head where they are safe. And while you’re at it…

Embrace Nerdy Things

…Just a thought

One day… scratch that, every damn day this guy named Situation appears! Nooo, not that guy from Jersey Shore… but that’s his name nevertheless! Situation is everywhere, all the time, and knows everybody. He’s into politics, religion, relationships, friendships, business…all that. He can be very good to people, extremely bad for people, and quite complicated to people all at the same time or even separately. Whatever the case, Situation ALWAYS runs into Would’ve, Could’ve, and Should’ve! I can’t tell if either of them are male or female because they keep exhibiting the traits of both sexes far too often and with the complexities of genders these days, its safer not assume anything! But, for the flow of MY DAMN STORY… Would’ve, and Should’ve are men and Could’ve is female. Ok, so in my opinion, Would’ve always comes off a bit arrogant and the “know it all type!” They’re always telling Situation how they’d deal with him and even try to make him feel wrong if he doesn’t agree. Then there’s Should’ve who seems like the bossy type. The only problem is; he often has so many regrets it’s hard for Situation to trust anything the guy says. And finally, there’s Could’ve! Bless her heart!!! She usually means well even when Situation doesn’t understand her. She’s been told she has a right to change her mind and perhaps its because she can be more emotionally in tuned than most. Situation is constantly bombarded by these three and has finally had enough. He has listened intuitively to them three and always has good dialogue and conversations with them. However, they always end up going nowhere and never really helping Situation out. So, finally Situation says…. FUCK ALL THREE OF YALL!!! Only God can judge me!!!

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