Thinking for Success!
Life Teaches Lessons for Success
I stand tall, persistent in patience,
Her love, truth, and strength is my virtue,
Storms arise, swayed but yet still am I resilient.
Remaining strong you fall but believing you're resilient,
Goals are not challenging unless they are not accomplished exercising patience,
I keep my hopes on high for you; seek out my virtue.
Solid foundations are built on trust... another virtue!
She sees me fail in pursuit of success witnessing one of my characteristics; resilient,
You can't seem to move forward... there's a lesson in patience.
If I haste my wait I learn Patience, for my patience is my Virtue, and my virtue leads me to being Resilient!
Thursday, December 1, 2011
The Unknown!
The Unknown!
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Justin was about seven years old; he had been having a rough time in school. Justin was the fourth of six children but his mother and he lived alone. Mom worked two jobs and attended school; while his mom went to school on Thursday nights Justin would be watched by the next door neighbor. Linda was the babysitter, an old polish woman with awkward habits. Things were normal for awhile as Justin would arrive home hours before his mother. He would immediately go to Linda's house after school. The routine was homework, Wheel of Fortune, Jeopardy, then it was dinner; Justin always felt uneasy but at the same time he would feel relieved to be in the company of this woman. Every night, after jeopardy Justin ate dinner and was escorted next door to his bedroom. Waiting for his mother to come home which was late at night, he would fall asleep doing so. Eager to see his mother Justin made up in his mind the next night he would stay up. Everything went well, school was great, Linda fed him good, and justin was prepared for the task. Little did he account the things that took place late at night. After taking his bath and getting ready for school, Linda left out and went back to her place, left alone Justin had not realized how hard it was to stay up as well as stay alone. On this particular night Justin laid in his bed anticipating seeing his mommy. But something happened! There was a bump in his closet. The street light that always seemed to glow bright in his window seemed to have given out. Pitch black more noises began to come from inside the closet. Mom still had not come home and Justin was becoming worried. Knowing he was the only in the room he knew there was something wrong. Shadows walked the walls. Shapes of Beings evolved into Giants. Jumping from wall to wall Justin was sorely afraid. As he clinched the covers and hid his face he peeked out of a corner of his blanket hoping they would disappear. Voices arose. More and more Justin heard the conversations of an unknown tongue. He could not make out what the fuss was about but he knew they meant no good. As Justin held on to dear life, stunned so much so that he did not move. Or could he move? In a trance he steadily observed these shadows, praying that they would not notice him, they became louder. As Justin laid there he saw these beings were active, moving, and talking amongst others but he wondered did they know he was laying there. Still waiting for his mother, Justin was too afraid to get out of the bed as he thought they would grab him. Justin decided that he would run as fast as he could to the front door, but the only thing… he couldn't! numb as a if he had been given a sedative he tried and he tried but just could not move. As Justin laid there he closed his eyes hoping he would just imagine the moment fading away but it never ended! The beings continued to jump from wall to wall or maybe they moved between dimensions! As he closed his eyes he realized there was a heavy weight at the foot of his bed. Shocked, Justin made an attempt to run but he couldn't, he felt the weight become heavier and heavier, there was nothing he could do! The talking had stopped and there was a complete silence. No movement! Justin thought everything was okay, as he relaxed a little bit; he felt the weight still pressing against his stomach and chest. As he closed his eyes, Wham! Ringing in his ears and a strong sensation on his left side, Justin realized he had been slapped right out of the bed. As he got up he looked around and everything was motionless. Justin quickly gathered himself off the floor and ran into his mother's room. He crawled into her bed; comfortable he saw his mother lying next to him, But was it her?
True story…
MARR27
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Aug 28, 2011 "Contribute content like this. Start Here."
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Justin was about seven years old; he had been having a rough time in school. Justin was the fourth of six children but his mother and he lived alone. Mom worked two jobs and attended school; while his mom went to school on Thursday nights Justin would be watched by the next door neighbor. Linda was the babysitter, an old polish woman with awkward habits. Things were normal for awhile as Justin would arrive home hours before his mother. He would immediately go to Linda's house after school. The routine was homework, Wheel of Fortune, Jeopardy, then it was dinner; Justin always felt uneasy but at the same time he would feel relieved to be in the company of this woman. Every night, after jeopardy Justin ate dinner and was escorted next door to his bedroom. Waiting for his mother to come home which was late at night, he would fall asleep doing so. Eager to see his mother Justin made up in his mind the next night he would stay up. Everything went well, school was great, Linda fed him good, and justin was prepared for the task. Little did he account the things that took place late at night. After taking his bath and getting ready for school, Linda left out and went back to her place, left alone Justin had not realized how hard it was to stay up as well as stay alone. On this particular night Justin laid in his bed anticipating seeing his mommy. But something happened! There was a bump in his closet. The street light that always seemed to glow bright in his window seemed to have given out. Pitch black more noises began to come from inside the closet. Mom still had not come home and Justin was becoming worried. Knowing he was the only in the room he knew there was something wrong. Shadows walked the walls. Shapes of Beings evolved into Giants. Jumping from wall to wall Justin was sorely afraid. As he clinched the covers and hid his face he peeked out of a corner of his blanket hoping they would disappear. Voices arose. More and more Justin heard the conversations of an unknown tongue. He could not make out what the fuss was about but he knew they meant no good. As Justin held on to dear life, stunned so much so that he did not move. Or could he move? In a trance he steadily observed these shadows, praying that they would not notice him, they became louder. As Justin laid there he saw these beings were active, moving, and talking amongst others but he wondered did they know he was laying there. Still waiting for his mother, Justin was too afraid to get out of the bed as he thought they would grab him. Justin decided that he would run as fast as he could to the front door, but the only thing… he couldn't! numb as a if he had been given a sedative he tried and he tried but just could not move. As Justin laid there he closed his eyes hoping he would just imagine the moment fading away but it never ended! The beings continued to jump from wall to wall or maybe they moved between dimensions! As he closed his eyes he realized there was a heavy weight at the foot of his bed. Shocked, Justin made an attempt to run but he couldn't, he felt the weight become heavier and heavier, there was nothing he could do! The talking had stopped and there was a complete silence. No movement! Justin thought everything was okay, as he relaxed a little bit; he felt the weight still pressing against his stomach and chest. As he closed his eyes, Wham! Ringing in his ears and a strong sensation on his left side, Justin realized he had been slapped right out of the bed. As he got up he looked around and everything was motionless. Justin quickly gathered himself off the floor and ran into his mother's room. He crawled into her bed; comfortable he saw his mother lying next to him, But was it her?
True story…
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Insight
Ok so Im watching American History X! Great movie, Ed Norton Convincing Actor, He is one of my favorite Actors... Well let me start off by saying tha,t I am a Huge movie fan, and I truly believe that what is depicted in the movies Are our Reality, From Hostel To my current movies Topic: American History X. My question which I have always had is, How can You follow a person or a movement Such as Hitler and believe the Doctrine when in fact Like Hitler is'nt completely True to the doctrine. Now before I continue, this is only my Thoughts and it's only for contemplation and mere thought about who We are as People. NOT Intended For Negative argument, but be at liberty to comment. As I was saying, Hitler as we Know was not completely who he portrayed. He was a Jew. So can we call this Self Hate considering the hurt and damaged he caused on his people? So Being that he was not Blonde Haired Blue Eyed, Then how can that be the Ideal image for a perfect race? Continuing on, The Movie is interesting, harsh language and the point is Raw but the point is made. We can Make a Change. I once heard a man say this " A King expresses his true power and strength By forgiving the criminal" tough thing to do Huh? Can you forgive? But there is more to this post than just the thought of Hatred. Ed Norton talks about the other races in a way that makes me think. Though this is just a movie but people think this way for real. How do you know what or why people do what they do? Why does The "Black" man have an attitude. What is his Origin How did he get here, He Did'nt ask to come here. The only Race That does Not have a choice or Identity in my Opinion. The Asian Where did he come from? Most if not all of them came by self will thru exscaping persecution. Hispanics They're allowed over here, maybe not all but regardless to the point. All These races just name have contributed to this Nations Foundation. UnBias, I dont think One is better Than the other. We all have a different style of living, but at the end of the day We all experience life the same. Now For Caucasions, What have they contributed? Blacks Steal to Live, Hispanics steal to live, Asians dont really have to but some do, Whites steal more than we are aware. Politicians why is it that some politicians get paid more or have more perks. The difference between "People of Color" and Caucasions is that the First group of people Steal because they have No Choice ( think about Darwin) Now Why do Caucasions steal they dont have to Majority of the companies in America is owned by Caucasions, and Most of the Wealth is Inherited, Give me One good expalination Why! The want for nothing nor need if thats the case. So Why, What makes them so great. Any Race. We all are born the same way. We are Conceived in the same form. Why Hate!?.. Yourselves, Your Brothers, Or Your Sisters? And when its all said and done Segregation does not matter Because We will be Buried Right NEXT TO ONE ANOTHER! Ed Norton Learns this and is Awakened from this MAD sense of being, and realizes that Life is to Short. Love!>>>
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