This ‘LIFESTYLE’ is full of F&CKING, FUN & FOOLISHNESS; which prompts a question in me, WHAT HAPPENS
WHEN YOU ARE ALL GROWN UP AND THE DISCO BALL DROPS? WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOUR D!CK
CAN’T F&CK EVERYTHING IN SIGHT? WHAT HAPPENS TO ALL THE HEARTS YOU PLAYED
WITH? WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU BUILD A LIFE BASE ON THE PREMISE THAT YOU WILL BE
YOUNG FOREVER AND YOU WILL ALWAYS BE FABULOUS? I will tell you what I think becomes
of you, you become a FORTY year old man (HOPEFULLY) and find that no matter how much
money you make, no matter how many persons you call your friends you realize
they aren’t.
I think the saddest thing is when you’ve come to acknowledge that you are
lonely and have no one to be there for you the real ways that count. I know you
are tired of just hooking up or kicking it with someone sexually when all you
truly wanted was someone to talk to. I know the holidays are vast approaching
and wouldn’t it be nice to spend it with
a loved one? I’ve met men that just stay home a lot, work a lot and don’t
make time to deal with themselves because the loneliness is a B!TCH. Can you imagine having a huge ASS house with no one to come home to? Can you imagine how lonely it feels to
have a dining room table that just collects dust because you haven’t used it? These men are great cooks and spend
all their time in the kitchen trying to get peeps over just to have some
company, not that I think that’s bad; but
when the last person leaves then what?
GOD KNOWS
I HAVE PLANS FOR MY LIFE AND THAT EXISTENCE ISN’T WHAT I HAVE IN MIND…I know it’s fun to live like life
will always be a certain way, I say put your head in the clouds but make sure
your feet are firmly planted on the ground…If you get swept away send out an S. O. S. ASAP…Don’t get caught up in the routine of WORK, HOME, GYM, TELEVISION AND F&CKING IN BETWEEN. When we look at our hetero siblings
and friends and see them spending those festive times with their kids and in
laws and such, how does that make you
feel? We can have those options if only we strive to achieve such things.
For me, loneliness is not a big part of my life. Growing up I am accustomed to
having people around me; not just anyone ordinary group of persons but persons
that were family, persons that cared and loved me. I urge everyone and anyone HOMO or HETERO to try and
build relationships that can sustain and enrich your existence on this planet.
This thing called loneliness has led some of us to hooking up when that isn’t
our hearts desire, to dating and dealing with someone we knew we had no right
even associating with, to spending inordinate amounts of time online speaking
to a bunch of strangers just to have someone to talk to and for some it leads
to depression.
The holidays are approaching folks, and a lot of us are single but unlike
myself will spend it with FAMILY, FRIENDS & A FEW
SPECIAL PERSONS THAT IF IT’S THE UNIVERSE’S PLAN; I WILL SPENDING A LOT MORE
CHRISTMASES, THANKSGIVINGS, EASTER etc. on a LIFETIME BASES WITH. I ask those of you involved to think about your single GAY
friends who will be solo and maybe have them over for dinner, or those of you
who are single, call up some other single friends and all of you converge at
one person's house and everyone cook and enjoy some companionship and so on.
Christmas is approaching, how about get 5
or 6 friends together and have a gift exchange? Become each other's company
and enjoy the holidays. Please don’t get caught up in the ‘LIFE’, please don’t fall into that ‘TRAP’ strive for a life that will sustain
you, a life you can reflect on one day and say, ‘DAMN THAT WAS A GOOD LIFE!’
Life
By Charlotte Brontë
Life, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall
Rapidly, merrily,
Life's sunny hours flit by,
Gratefully, cheerily,
Enjoy them as they fly!
What though Death at times steps in
And calls our Best away
What though sorrow seems to win,
O'er hope, a heavy sway
Yet hope again elastic springs,
Unconquered, though she fell;
Still buoyant are her golden wings,
Still strong to bear us well.
Manfully, fearlessly,
The day of trial bear,
For gloriously, victoriously,
Can courage quell despair!
when you stand there can you fill him
standing there with you saying do it like I do
can you hear him when you sing
his voice can you hear it
when the guitars and the drums beat so hard
and you close your eyes is he there smiling
is he there walking on stage yelling with you
can you see his bare foot prints
did you hear him say its your turn
does the tears come when you play
one of his songs all alone
do you miss him sometimes so bad you can taste it
is he there to pray with you at night
can you hear him say come on little brother
lets see if we cant catch a big old fish
did you fill him pat you on the back
when you were done and did you hear his whisper
saying he was proud
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