A Shade of Pain Then We Die

If pain could be could be painted what color would it be? I think Seal hit the nail on the head with that lyric. Well thats how I feel today. I really do not want to talk about it. I think I will just bitch and moan to myself. I am really starting to believe, or should I say beginning to adopt in its entirety the concept of 100% self reliance. “I live with me, I’ve got my back tonight”. You see the choice is mine. I think the problem is in part lies in the fact that I never have truly embraced myself as my own savior and redeemer. Du Mhan Yhu! When you get right down to it know one can do it like I can. Without a doubt, I am the shit! I finally said it and I feel so much better. After taking a long hard look at myself and admiring what I have seen I have come to the conclusion that my facade of easy going kindness should be dispatched and immediately replaced by the true nature of man. Who am I kidding other than myself. Should I bridle my thoughts and exercise restraint in order to spare the feelings of those who could not even capable enough of handling my urine. I think not. If there is going to be pain then then I say let me be the first to draw blood and the last to draw breath. “But Mooda, want you be isolating yourself from those around you? Want you be causing conflict where there is none?”, you ask. Perhaps but as I noted before I’ve got my back. I have yet to let myself down and I seriously doubt that I will now. Be for real, if I strategically realigned my resources with personal objectives I foresee a very nice return on my investment in myself. Really thats what it all boils down to, a realignment of resources to meet personal objectives. Yeah thats the spin I think I will put on this. A strategic realignment. Objectives. Investments and goals. Somehow I just seem to be able to make shit happen for myself. I do not know why, how or what but it just happens. Like bird shit dropping from the sky.

It is crazy and I can not really explain it. I was talking to my boy Kyle and he was explaining some really deep shit to me. It totally blew my mind but he was right as he often is. I have to say Kyle is my boy, my absolute best friend. He is the flip side of the coin.

This is going to be the last post for this year. It’s done, it’s a wrap. I got mine now get the fuck out. Next year is mine bitches. Do not get it twisted. I am officially declaring 2008 the year of fire. If you do not want to get burned then stay out of my way cuz I am gonna be blazing like napalm.

On that note I’d like to give a big fat, super sized, “Ho ho ho and fuck you too!” You know who you are, rat bastard.

Those Who Do and Those That Do Not

If you look around at nature you will find that everything serves a distinct purpose. There really is no ambiguity regarding an animal’s or plant’s function within it’s ecosystem. Those that serve no purpose are quickly re-purposed as a meal. So everything in the end has a purpose.

Why are we different? Why does it seem that folks who can not function in some capacity inevitably become managers over those that can? They truly rise to the level of their incompetence. In this secretarial society that we have created for ourselves there is an over abundance of those who just can not perform. Since we are not cannibals these individuals do not serve as an energy source for those that can perform. If folks that suck were made to realize that they just suck and are wasting the time and resources of those that need these resource. Instead of promoting them demote them. Let the sting of embarrassment motivate them to excel. What happens though? We allow ourselves to be convinced these individuals are necessary and should be rewarded for incompetence. Why? There are to many reasons and possibilities but none of them really matter. The simple fact is those who do need to re-purpose those who do not.