The Truth

Perception Is Reality is one of the biggest lies I've ever had the privilege of hearing. Perception is what you choose to see. Reality does not change based on vantage point. Rather it's(reality) just a synonym of Truth and does not bend. It is not prejudice. It does not prostitute itself for recycled dollars. It is not warped  due to pretense of prestige or Power. That is Truth. There is no substitute. And well perception is just a filter simply put.

The following is the what I've since discovered about myself. I make no apologies.

A mirror shows nothing new

I think I took playing the Devil's Advocate a step further. I settled on playing the motherfucking Devil.

I have since become a prude in my eagerness to be open minded

It's not that I find myself better than others. Rather I just have different aspirations.

You're confused. It's not so much the world against I. It's just I. The world can burn as far as I’m concerned; I am fireproof. I'm just worried about me.

I've  always been attracted and more curious about the darker elements in art and life. Nothing new sits in the lights. I want to see and understand what lies in the shadows.

I feel like I'm neither African American nor completely Haitian.

I see God as a great masterpiece hanging on the walls of The Louvre. And as such  each interpreted differently by all who witness him.

I am fully aware that I shouldn't be alive right now. On the flip side I'm not sure I would fight dying either.

I'm almost certain I would not be friends with myself.

I'm absolutely terrified to have children. But alas kids love me once each gets used to the other. And I already have a girl's names picked out. So yeah.

I'm just now realizing how intelligent and amazing my paternal grandfather Pepe is. It's a true shame he's a mortal. It's sad it took me 26 years to begin to fully appreciate his presence.

I trust you more when Ive seen you at your worst. Anybody can be graceful while on cloud 13.

Speling iz won uv meye bigist pet pieves. I will correct a text message I sent over a week ago.

I'd rather be cocky than meek.

Concerning Girlfriends: Your look has to draw me in; but your mind has to arrest my attention.

Writing or any kind of Art is an Emotional journey. You bleed pieces of your soul.

Since 7th grade I've given life and massacred countless people and worlds. Writers are truly Demi-Gods.

I become consciously OCD when I write. Everything else is a beautiful depiction of organized chaos.

I'm one of the vainest people I know, if not the most. And I'm okay with that.

I don't understand people's offense with cursing. Life is explicit. Explicits are therefore permitted. That being said there is a time and place for everything.

The last race for president was orchestrated beautifully.

 

The Siren

The Tryst