There are hurtful words that ruin your day...
Then there are heartful words that make you think, smile- then have a great day.
These are as follows:
"Love the life you live, so you can live the life you love."
Ohh, I love literature. You see how a simple word flip can change a statement?!
"Make peace with yourself; then make peace with everyone around you."
"Let's stop the bullshitting...until we're all without sin, let's stop the pulpitting." -- Jay-Z
"Be compassionate and take responsibility for each other. If only we learned these lessons, this world would be a much better place. Love each other or die." -- Estee
"You yourself as much as anybody in the entire universe deserves your love and affection"--Buddah
"Peace begins with a smile."--Mother Teresa
"The most impotant things in life is to learn how to give out love- and to let it come in."
"Emancipate yourself from mental slavery; none but ourselves can free our minds."-- Bob Marley
"You have to live spherically...in many directions...never lose your childish enthusiasm and things will come your way!"
Big Shout to Estee :-)
'Two fingers in the sky'
Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall
Monday, February 11, 2008
Bang Boys
I was walking to my apartment building when I saw two boys headed my way...
They looked younger...
they looked local.
As they got closer, I saw that one had a red bandanna wrapped around his head, and his clothes had red thread in them...
The older of the two.
I remembered watching a news special on Valdosta High School and it's gangs...about how they were initiating younger people and blah...
They got closer to me, the older one moved to the side on the sidewalk, and our eyes connected as he passed me.
He looked away as he adjusted his bandanna and they passed me...
I felt sorry for them.
Maybe I'm making assumptions, but what if my assumptions are right?
What if he is in a gang? What if his younger brother's looking up to him, and the gang life is all he knows?
I've been there- involved with gangs, and going the wrong way...
then I made a complete turn- peep the irony.
They were walking the opposite way of me...
Me- headed to my apartment to study,
Them- headed nowhere- fast?
I just wish I could turn them around and take them with me, and show them there is more to life than a red bandanna.
I remember when my bandanna was the most important thing to me...
You would fight over it, get overly angry if something were to happen to it.
A 'flag'...
And then I turned around and realized it was nothing but a 99 cent red piece of cloth...
I want to help kids who are in need of my help and inspiration. I want to turn them around so they can walk this way- walk with me.
No more of my little brothers will be lost to this war of colors and drugs...
I need to do something about it.
Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall
They looked younger...
they looked local.
As they got closer, I saw that one had a red bandanna wrapped around his head, and his clothes had red thread in them...
The older of the two.
I remembered watching a news special on Valdosta High School and it's gangs...about how they were initiating younger people and blah...
They got closer to me, the older one moved to the side on the sidewalk, and our eyes connected as he passed me.
He looked away as he adjusted his bandanna and they passed me...
I felt sorry for them.
Maybe I'm making assumptions, but what if my assumptions are right?
What if he is in a gang? What if his younger brother's looking up to him, and the gang life is all he knows?
I've been there- involved with gangs, and going the wrong way...
then I made a complete turn- peep the irony.
They were walking the opposite way of me...
Me- headed to my apartment to study,
Them- headed nowhere- fast?
I just wish I could turn them around and take them with me, and show them there is more to life than a red bandanna.
I remember when my bandanna was the most important thing to me...
You would fight over it, get overly angry if something were to happen to it.
A 'flag'...
And then I turned around and realized it was nothing but a 99 cent red piece of cloth...
I want to help kids who are in need of my help and inspiration. I want to turn them around so they can walk this way- walk with me.
No more of my little brothers will be lost to this war of colors and drugs...
I need to do something about it.
Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall
Goons- Entry part 4
The war has begun.
I texted my room mate a reminder- which I WAS NOT going to do, but my brother suggested it...I figured it was fair...
and Sat came...
no cups.
Sun came...
no cups.
Monday is here.
I have nothing to drink out of.
All my things in the kictchen are being removed and relocated.
Hope they have fun washing out their dishes now...
Sad it had to come to this.
It's all about respect.
Stay tuned.
Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall
I texted my room mate a reminder- which I WAS NOT going to do, but my brother suggested it...I figured it was fair...
and Sat came...
no cups.
Sun came...
no cups.
Monday is here.
I have nothing to drink out of.
All my things in the kictchen are being removed and relocated.
Hope they have fun washing out their dishes now...
Sad it had to come to this.
It's all about respect.
Stay tuned.
Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall
Friday, February 8, 2008
Goons- Entry part 3
Wow.
Excuse my French during this passage...
But the war shall begin soon...
The War of Respect
My navy blue mug has disappeared...
I ask my roomate about it...he has nothing to say...
It was my favorite cup...I drank my tea, and ate my crackers with it.
The shit is mine. Mine. Not his, not his goons...
Mine.
And now it's gone.
My roomate said he'd be making a trip to Wal-Mart to reimburse what is owed to me.
This was last week.
I asked him about my shit again, and told him I was struggling- real calm like. He says "you aint struggling" with a drunken smirk on his face.
What kinda fuckery?
When the only thing I have to drink out of is a damn measuring cup- I find that struggling.
Damn, I'm so mad.
Then I walk into the living room to put dishes in the sink, and some Lil Webbie looking fucker looks at me, then smiles at a goon at his side as if there's some inside joke going on. As if he finds me funny.
Well I find it funny that he finds me funny...word. lol. I'm laughing.
I had to deal with this bullshit in high school when I was the nice guy, and the school was filled with wanna-be thugs. They tried me, because they thought they could.
Well...thinking they could try me, got me 4 days of OSS.
Do I wanna get expelled?
No.
Do I wannna fight?
No.
Because I don't fight...if you push me to the point where I wanna fight you, I'm not going to fight you. I'm going to fuck you up.
Nuff said.
My room mate told me that he will get me my things on Sat.
I'll hold him to that.
he said that Thursday. Today is Friday.
If 12:00 hits tomorrow night, Sunday morning, and I don't have new cups, hand towels, and a mug...
The war for respect will begin.
No rules.
First I'ma remove allllll my shit from the kitchen. Who knows where I'll stash it, but they won't be able to use it.
They'll be forced to finally clean their dishes.
Niggers.
And if they have some shit to say about it?
They can come see me about it.
"If you don't like the shit, get you some straigtnin."-- one of the goons, the realest one.
These mother fuckers must take me as a joke.
Gangsters move in silence, and he who laughs last laughs best.
We'll see who's laughing soon.
Excuse the cursing...I'm really mad...
Lucius McCall
Excuse my French during this passage...
But the war shall begin soon...
The War of Respect
My navy blue mug has disappeared...
I ask my roomate about it...he has nothing to say...
It was my favorite cup...I drank my tea, and ate my crackers with it.
The shit is mine. Mine. Not his, not his goons...
Mine.
And now it's gone.
My roomate said he'd be making a trip to Wal-Mart to reimburse what is owed to me.
This was last week.
I asked him about my shit again, and told him I was struggling- real calm like. He says "you aint struggling" with a drunken smirk on his face.
What kinda fuckery?
When the only thing I have to drink out of is a damn measuring cup- I find that struggling.
Damn, I'm so mad.
Then I walk into the living room to put dishes in the sink, and some Lil Webbie looking fucker looks at me, then smiles at a goon at his side as if there's some inside joke going on. As if he finds me funny.
Well I find it funny that he finds me funny...word. lol. I'm laughing.
I had to deal with this bullshit in high school when I was the nice guy, and the school was filled with wanna-be thugs. They tried me, because they thought they could.
Well...thinking they could try me, got me 4 days of OSS.
Do I wanna get expelled?
No.
Do I wannna fight?
No.
Because I don't fight...if you push me to the point where I wanna fight you, I'm not going to fight you. I'm going to fuck you up.
Nuff said.
My room mate told me that he will get me my things on Sat.
I'll hold him to that.
he said that Thursday. Today is Friday.
If 12:00 hits tomorrow night, Sunday morning, and I don't have new cups, hand towels, and a mug...
The war for respect will begin.
No rules.
First I'ma remove allllll my shit from the kitchen. Who knows where I'll stash it, but they won't be able to use it.
They'll be forced to finally clean their dishes.
Niggers.
And if they have some shit to say about it?
They can come see me about it.
"If you don't like the shit, get you some straigtnin."-- one of the goons, the realest one.
These mother fuckers must take me as a joke.
Gangsters move in silence, and he who laughs last laughs best.
We'll see who's laughing soon.
Excuse the cursing...I'm really mad...
Lucius McCall
Cutissssss!
I know, it's old...
Bu ti heard the song today...
and had to post this hilarious footage
Curtisssssss!!!
made 50 look stupid!
Where the hell is Cam'ron?
Shoot me any info on that...lol.
Peace & BLessings
Lucius McCall
Bu ti heard the song today...
and had to post this hilarious footage
Curtisssssss!!!
made 50 look stupid!
Where the hell is Cam'ron?
Shoot me any info on that...lol.
Peace & BLessings
Lucius McCall
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
I'm Gay
"I'm Gay." Mel Gibson had to force the words out, and couldn't even look into the eyes of the pretty woman who was begging him to tell her the truth, or her truth- he didn't want her because he's gay.
This is why his sex was great, and he treated her so well- according to her.
She looked shocked, but relieved.
"Well how gay are you?"
"Oh," He paused, searching for an answer to fetch out of his sea of fibs. "I'm just about as gay as it gets!"
That was from What Women Want, if you haven't seen the movie...lol. It's a good movie, and I'm sure I looked homo sitting there and watching it- to the Earthlings.
I enjoyed the movie...and that particular part make me smirk, and it inspired me to write this entry.
"So many shots that I can't see straight
All these women around me cats still sayin he can't be straight
Give me ya girl and some platinum patron
When she come home you can ask her is me straight
She might smile alot but she won't speak much
Yawnin cause last night she ain't sleep much
She won't even talk about what we did
Just smile, close her eyes and say yes he issss..."
--Neyo
What is gay to you?
Years and years ago, when the Flinstones had new episodes every day, gay meant happy. You heard it in the theme song: "We'll have a gay old tiiiimmmmeeeeee!!!"
Somehow, as the years passed and many things changed- as they do, the word 'gay' took the place of the word homosexual...
In conclusion, gay has a new meaning. You can't walk up to your friend and say "Hey, let's get drunk and be gay!"
They'd look at you funny...
But now that the word has been explained, what makes a person gay? What makes a person a homosexual?
Usually, i mean in the past, homosexual meant a person who was attracted to the same sex, and engaged in sexual activities with the same sex...
Looking at the way a person acted could never really depict a person being gay, but since it's socially accepted nowadays, the media shows alot of gay- or those who seem to be gay- people.
So people take the traits of the 'gays' on television, and apply them to people in real life, and get it totally wrong...
What makes a person gay?
Is it not just being attracted to the same sex?
Or is it keeping yourself clean?
Is it dressing nice?
Is it hanging around females all the time?
Is it using the bathroom before you leave a venue?
Is it watching One Tree Hill?
Is it not loving to drink nasty things just to follow the crowd? Beer, and hard liquor, brown liquor- not drinking to get drunk, but sipping on something that tastes pleasant to give you a lil buzz?
Is it not trying to get into the pants of every woman you meet?
Is it being respectful?
Is it knowing how to treat a lady?
Is it wanting to go to the mall to shop?
Is it wearing a Peacoat?
Is it not playing sports?
Is it watching Sex in the City and laughing?
Is it giving your woman quality time instead of being with the boys all the time? (I'd rather be with a girl than a guy ANYTIME!)
Because if that's what it is, then by golly I must be one gay man! Shoot, I never knew- but the way I keep hearing over and over 'I thought you were gay when I met you', or 'if you didn't have a girl, I would have thought you were gay' makes me start to believe that I MUST be gay!
Believe it or not, the reasons above are reasons I've heard that marks a man 'gay'- plus dozens more. I find it so ignorant and close-minded that I can't help but laugh at the idiots.
so what about all the down low brothers who wear big clothes, and act masculine as hell? Playing football and wrestling, knowing that when they grabbed you there, it wasn't a mistake? Hmmmm? I know you've seen the Oprah special!
Never in my life have I been attracted to a male. No, it's just never been my thing. Ever. The only thing I may like about a guy is the clothes he wears. I'm attracted to freshness. Period.
Never in my life have I engaged in any sort of homosexual activity, or even thought about it. Never dreamed about it, never wondered how it would feel. It actually makes me sick to hear about it, or glance at it happening.
What? these internet pop-ups are sneaky, and I've been to The Love Shack. You know that back aisle of the DVDs? I stepped in there, and stepped out real quick. Big mistake.
I don't have a problem with gays. Not at all. The only people I hate and despise on this planet are the ignorant. Homosexuals can do as they please, as long as they don't bring it over to me. I actually have some gay friends. I don't judge. Just please don't step over that line with me...I love women.
My mother was a woman.
My sisters are women.
My exes are women.
I respect the woman...therefore I want the woman.
I don't even like to HANG with guys, what makes you think I'd wanna bang em?
Psssshhh. Please.
People say I'm in touch with my feminine side. What do you expect? I was raised by women- never had a father figure. Never had a dad to sit me down to watch a football game, never had a pop to take me outside to show me how to play. I have two sisters, a mother, an aunt, a grandmother- no two. What was I supposed to do? The dudes played suicide during recess, and I played power rangers with the girls. And?
I'm comfortable with my sexuality, so I can say what I want and do as I please- and not think I'm gay. Others may think so, but I don't. Men are so scared to open up and love, and I find it funny. Everybody is a human. Everybody has feelings. Being hard all the time is not sexy...at least not to the women I want.
Most of the people who read this will be college students. Embrace your college experience and open your eyes. Open your mind, expand your horizons. Get rid of this stupid high school mindframe...please. In high school you're trapped in a cage, and you see certain things and learn certain things. You are forced to believe what is shown, with no chance to find out things for yourself.
You're in college now. Find out.
Reboot yourself, and stop stereotyping everyone you see, because more times than not- you're WRONG. Keep your mouth closed, and let your eyes listen, because you need to be fully educated on people- besides the textbooks. Because when you go out in the real world...you'll be in for a rude awakening.
Plenty of people will look at the title of this, and just say 'I knew it!' without reading the first sentence.
Those are the ignorant.
If you reached the bottom of this post and read it all with an open mind, I thank you.
Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall
This is why his sex was great, and he treated her so well- according to her.
She looked shocked, but relieved.
"Well how gay are you?"
"Oh," He paused, searching for an answer to fetch out of his sea of fibs. "I'm just about as gay as it gets!"
That was from What Women Want, if you haven't seen the movie...lol. It's a good movie, and I'm sure I looked homo sitting there and watching it- to the Earthlings.
I enjoyed the movie...and that particular part make me smirk, and it inspired me to write this entry.
"So many shots that I can't see straight
All these women around me cats still sayin he can't be straight
Give me ya girl and some platinum patron
When she come home you can ask her is me straight
She might smile alot but she won't speak much
Yawnin cause last night she ain't sleep much
She won't even talk about what we did
Just smile, close her eyes and say yes he issss..."
--Neyo
What is gay to you?
Years and years ago, when the Flinstones had new episodes every day, gay meant happy. You heard it in the theme song: "We'll have a gay old tiiiimmmmeeeeee!!!"
Somehow, as the years passed and many things changed- as they do, the word 'gay' took the place of the word homosexual...
In conclusion, gay has a new meaning. You can't walk up to your friend and say "Hey, let's get drunk and be gay!"
They'd look at you funny...
But now that the word has been explained, what makes a person gay? What makes a person a homosexual?
Usually, i mean in the past, homosexual meant a person who was attracted to the same sex, and engaged in sexual activities with the same sex...
Looking at the way a person acted could never really depict a person being gay, but since it's socially accepted nowadays, the media shows alot of gay- or those who seem to be gay- people.
So people take the traits of the 'gays' on television, and apply them to people in real life, and get it totally wrong...
What makes a person gay?
Is it not just being attracted to the same sex?
Or is it keeping yourself clean?
Is it dressing nice?
Is it hanging around females all the time?
Is it using the bathroom before you leave a venue?
Is it watching One Tree Hill?
Is it not loving to drink nasty things just to follow the crowd? Beer, and hard liquor, brown liquor- not drinking to get drunk, but sipping on something that tastes pleasant to give you a lil buzz?
Is it not trying to get into the pants of every woman you meet?
Is it being respectful?
Is it knowing how to treat a lady?
Is it wanting to go to the mall to shop?
Is it wearing a Peacoat?
Is it not playing sports?
Is it watching Sex in the City and laughing?
Is it giving your woman quality time instead of being with the boys all the time? (I'd rather be with a girl than a guy ANYTIME!)
Because if that's what it is, then by golly I must be one gay man! Shoot, I never knew- but the way I keep hearing over and over 'I thought you were gay when I met you', or 'if you didn't have a girl, I would have thought you were gay' makes me start to believe that I MUST be gay!
Believe it or not, the reasons above are reasons I've heard that marks a man 'gay'- plus dozens more. I find it so ignorant and close-minded that I can't help but laugh at the idiots.
so what about all the down low brothers who wear big clothes, and act masculine as hell? Playing football and wrestling, knowing that when they grabbed you there, it wasn't a mistake? Hmmmm? I know you've seen the Oprah special!
Never in my life have I been attracted to a male. No, it's just never been my thing. Ever. The only thing I may like about a guy is the clothes he wears. I'm attracted to freshness. Period.
Never in my life have I engaged in any sort of homosexual activity, or even thought about it. Never dreamed about it, never wondered how it would feel. It actually makes me sick to hear about it, or glance at it happening.
What? these internet pop-ups are sneaky, and I've been to The Love Shack. You know that back aisle of the DVDs? I stepped in there, and stepped out real quick. Big mistake.
I don't have a problem with gays. Not at all. The only people I hate and despise on this planet are the ignorant. Homosexuals can do as they please, as long as they don't bring it over to me. I actually have some gay friends. I don't judge. Just please don't step over that line with me...I love women.
My mother was a woman.
My sisters are women.
My exes are women.
I respect the woman...therefore I want the woman.
I don't even like to HANG with guys, what makes you think I'd wanna bang em?
Psssshhh. Please.
People say I'm in touch with my feminine side. What do you expect? I was raised by women- never had a father figure. Never had a dad to sit me down to watch a football game, never had a pop to take me outside to show me how to play. I have two sisters, a mother, an aunt, a grandmother- no two. What was I supposed to do? The dudes played suicide during recess, and I played power rangers with the girls. And?
I'm comfortable with my sexuality, so I can say what I want and do as I please- and not think I'm gay. Others may think so, but I don't. Men are so scared to open up and love, and I find it funny. Everybody is a human. Everybody has feelings. Being hard all the time is not sexy...at least not to the women I want.
Most of the people who read this will be college students. Embrace your college experience and open your eyes. Open your mind, expand your horizons. Get rid of this stupid high school mindframe...please. In high school you're trapped in a cage, and you see certain things and learn certain things. You are forced to believe what is shown, with no chance to find out things for yourself.
You're in college now. Find out.
Reboot yourself, and stop stereotyping everyone you see, because more times than not- you're WRONG. Keep your mouth closed, and let your eyes listen, because you need to be fully educated on people- besides the textbooks. Because when you go out in the real world...you'll be in for a rude awakening.
Plenty of people will look at the title of this, and just say 'I knew it!' without reading the first sentence.
Those are the ignorant.
If you reached the bottom of this post and read it all with an open mind, I thank you.
Peace & Blessings
Lucius McCall
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