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*Before any of you, my 'regular' readers read this, I want you to know that this post is to address someone who could NEVER mean ANYTHING to me, I just felt that this person needed to be "put in their place", the intention is to bring the humor in the words below, because I think we ALL need someone to LAUGH AT... I write what I feel, I think what I say and I think that what you're thinking about me comes from a collection of words that you'd NEVER SAY. You see, I know that you hate on me as opposed to hate me and I know that you do so knowing that you could never be me. I may never mention you by name because I don't EVER want you to think you've beat me, I just want you to understand that all the silly questions you ask are BENEATH ME...If any of you are reading this and think that this is about you then you've already let me beat you by exposing you as you, see unlike you I don't have to hide who I am, you say that my life's' not wor...

I'm standing here at the fork in the road and I'm wondering how many accidents there are with the cars coming back down both of these paths... Other people talk to people when they're having problems, other people cry when they feel sad, some show when they are worried or are up set. I wonder why this is what I do, why do I type out my feelings and my thoughts? Why do I not cry, not allow myself to feel sad, to feel very little really, I feel love, I feel happiness, I feel joy, I often have a rush of emotions that put a smile on my face, but what I would like to know is why I never worry, never fear, I do not hate, I take the stress out of stressful situations with funny antics and wisdom filled thoughts. Like at this very moment I am going thru 4 situations that most would feel 1 too much to bear, yet I can sit here and crank out something like the story below(which I literally typed 2 Min's before this), why is it that when I am upset a good song and my favorite ...

I wish I could get you to understand what it’s like, the rings, the trophies, the locker room, the pressure to win it all, the team, MY team. To the world we have the best job in the world, to the world everything seems easy for us. “The Star Quarterback”, AGGHH, just say the thought of those words sends a chill down my spin. Everyday, EVERY place you go no one every asks about how you’re doing, about your life, it’s always about the team, always about the next game. Things are only worse after a loss though, the week after a loss can seem as though it goes on for an eternity, after a loss you can’t turn on the t.v., going outside is out of the question. I mean come on, I’m still a husband and a father here, I need to let the dogs out, take the trash out, take my kids to school in the morning. But after a loss all of that is out the question. I remember that game last year against Cleveland, we were up 27-21 with 2:06 to play, 3rd & 3 on their 44 yard line, coming out of their last...

I'm sitting here about to write this letter and it's funny because I'm more worried about what you'll think then what I'll say. So I guess I'll just start this letter by saying something you won't be mad at: I love you sis - more than any little brother could love his big sister in this world, I'm also proud of you - more proud of the things you've done than anything that I could do in this world. I've been told that I am a very smart person and that I can do a lot of things well it's funny because my motivation for almost all that I do so that I can see the look in your eyes and while I know that you may be short on words, I know when you're proud of the things I do, I know that behind your stone looks your happy for me. As I sit here writing you this letter, a letter that you may never read I know that if you ever saw it, you'd know exactly what I mean. We may not ever have been the best of friends growing up, and we may not be as t...

Two days ago I took a chance and spent $126 on $3 dollar lottery scratch to see if I could win $33,000, from that I won(or lost depending on your view) $83 dollars. Then later that same night I took the winnings/loss of $47 dollars from that and got more tickets. I did all that to see if I could play the averages and of course hoping to win. I think everyone wants to win the “big one” in the lottery just once in their life so I decided to take a chance. All the while not knowing that I would win the lottery the very next day, only this lottery has no “Cash Value'” and may not set me for life, it has already changed my life for the better. It has allowed me to look before me and see that I have already won the “Big One” 5 times in life, just when I thought I was the unluckiest person alive I realized that I am the LUCKIEST PERSON  ALIVE. I’ve got 4 things in life that everyone else in the world will search the rest of their lives’ for. Crazy, because I don’t have to wish for what I ...

I write you this letter to let you know about my life and how things are going right now, I know that it's been awhile since we've talked but I felt we both needed to right now, see I have some things going on that I know I need your assistance on. So if you've got a second, can you sit down when you read this? I'm sure that when you do you will see just why I wrote this, not to waste your time, but to ask for your assistance, your better at this than I am and I'd think you'd see it's worth it. If your read what I've got wrote down, maybe you'd see I'm worth it. This is indeed "Non-Fiction" and the facts if checked are valid and yes there kept in courts called "Closed Circuit". If you read it and find your efforts aren't worth it, would you kindly text a friend and ask them what it's worth is? I really need to find someone who can help me find someone who sees my time is worth it, 'cause the time has started windin...

I wonder - If I started a story, a book, an idea would anyone join in? If I gave a starting point could others then take the idea and run with it? The details, what happens, the outcome all your choosing. Would someone else have enough imagination to create something of there own? I did, but before I share it with you all, I give you this one "requirement" you must carry the story on and it must have an ending. Kinda like a shared story, a book put together by friends and complete strangers. To be clear I am already in the process of turning what I've started into a complete book which I hope to have finished soon, so I don't need any ideas or help. I really just want to give a "preview" before I finish it. And so OUR Story: This is a story about Nolan Rager, A 35 year old man born and raised in a little town just outside of Topeka, Kansas. A town where your neighbors know neighbors and the weekly little league game is the talk of the week, a town with t...

Interested is my look, my demeanor. Unstoppable is my swag, my style as I sit back and smile. I’m the student, your my class, this is English?  I’m thinking Math…as I pass thru the halls with the faces looking sad, is it mad of me to think that a person so unique(who is I, who is me) could put you places with your feet, steadily pacing while I sleep? It’s me, that guy who’s so fly can, u try just to find there’s no Y to the X’s my mind ‘cause I do this all the time…Shine. HMMMPH - but  no worries it’s okay with me that you may never get to see, all the beauty that’s beneath….The Sun… . . Your secrets are my stories, I tell them everyday, you try to keep them private while I put them on display. Like that time you were down and Cabo and you had too much too drink, passed out, woke up early with that girl(her name was Shirley),  Shirley Burly wasn't’ cute, Shirley Burly was a man, you could see it in his/her hands, yet you had to have a dance, now you’re walking aro...

I'm 50% sure that 100% of the space on this page was blank when I started and the more that I hit these buttons the less blank spaces there are on this page... Hey it's me your brain, you got a sec? Okay, cool check it out I just wanted to tell you that all the these times that you've clicked on this page and read these posts, your were reading nothing. It's just a blank page with titles..crazy huh? this guy "Amari" all he did was make the page really dark and add titles, all the rest were just things that you thought up in your mind. Funny how you thought those memories and thoughts rolling thru your head were triggered by the words of someone else. Like the one that was written backwards, it wasn't it just says that it is in the title.LOL. Go back and look at it now and you'll see that, go aheah I'll wait..... .....AH you did it, you went back and looked...lol. Why didn't you just read a little further down first. Good thing though, you final...

I dance to the beat of the rhythm deep within my mind, I sing to words that others may never see, I play back times in my mind when life wasn’t such a grind. I’m happy here in my thoughts, the only people allowed in are those that I place where I am at. My world, my rules my actions are my decisions, the outcome is of my choosing. There is no worry of the economy, no wars to be fought. In fact in my world there are very few things to worry, fight or fuss about. In my world not everyone disagrees, the words “community” and “neighbor” are a not just used to describe ones’ surroundings, but rather the way one feels about the places they live or have lived. In my world things go about the way that they do in the real world, there is life and death there is some level of crime, my world is not perfect, but everything in my world isn’t meant to be. My world is about the “pursuit” about trying, about doing, about a place where the everyday motivation for success and survival revolves around o...

Dear Temptation, Forgive me for my weakness, forgive me for giving in. I can nor will not make excuses for my behavior, but instead I will attempt to offer reason. I’ve tried to turn away from you time and time again, each time I do or did I felt a part of me burning for you. Is that  a love for you or another example of my loneliness. At times I find myself saddened by things that you push me to do, other times you take me to a place of happiness that I truly feel is my own. The things that I do for and because of you are all a result of the warmth and desire that I have for you. You are a part of me that can never be changed, something within me that will never be forgotten. Why then do you lead me at times to the darkness, why is it that you leave me at times in a state of confusion? I’m tempted to love you temptation, but only if you’re tempted to understand my love…

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Okay so I'm was jsut sitting here playing a video game and this came up: *I'll be typing nothing but random words that pop into my head so this may not make a lot of sense, but it'll still be fun(to me). And GO: Nothing I ever do ever pans out, I wonder then if I do nothing will something TURN OUT? I'm confused in my mind, I'm blind that's fine I'll find in my mind all the things I've never tried- to hide like the time I took this ride on cloud 9 with this mim looking down only to find that I'd been standing the whole time looking forward back in time at all the spaces in your mind. You get? That's good you should- IT'S good to know that what I show is what you see when the pencil hits the sheets of a tree that's cuts so neat that I fold it in seats of my car so far from the places you've never been, what then could you ever said you did? That's true, but I knew all the places that you flew when I was walking thru your mind, as yo...

Some people wonder why I write. Some say that I have "WAAAAYYY to much time on my hands". Some think I've just gone crazy and others well they don't really know why.... So I decided that today I'd tell ONE of the reasons: I write to not to see my own words, I write not to show my superior knowledge and ability to use words. I write not for the joy of writing. I write for my son, My 18 year pain in the ass, lazy, unmotivated son. See I say that and you instantly assume that I dislike him or that I believe that he is a failure. When in fact I say those things about him not only because they are true, but because those are his only NEGATIVE qualities. Interesting really, here you have all these other parents in the world pulling their eyes and hair out trying to figure their child out and yet here I sit wit perhaps the greatest prodigy ever. His brain is amazing(almost equal to mine) and his personality is like mine "vastly unique". I don't have to worr...

I want to be HIGH all the time so that my mind always feels find what it like traveling thru time in the streets of L.A. I want you all to understand that these words are who I am, when I can't seem to understand all the spaces in the land of those who comprehend that it's thru my mind I see a man who's looking for a friend that will in the end, journey back in time to help me re-unwind all the places in my mind that the world will never find. It's mine, it's me...the one you'll never see in my mind so crazy while the WORLD'S so daizy, wow- all you people amaze me with all your steps on little daisies from a ground that's so amazing that little girls named Lacy play in sands once thought hazy from eyes that were hasty from all the looking and gazing at my words "SO AMAZING"->(You've amazed ME) Well that's --------My " " by me....Who's next?? What's Next?? That's the Best, that your minds ever meet, when it let...

They say that ones’ success can must be measured by their actions and efforts….I say: Measure me by actions and efforts and you’ll only find that you come up short EVERYTIME.   Yeah, I know it’s been awhile and yeah I know what I said..BUT…I’m about to embark on a journey the likes of which very few have attempted, about to travel a road navigated ONLY by those willing to take a risk. And the best part is I get to do it with the other part of my creative genius. What will come of this trip?? What kinds of things will we find around the corner?? Man, have you ever just had that childhood feeling of excitement/fear? That feeling right before you jump?? Looking down over the edge, seeing all that is below? The world looking like it fits right into the palm of your hand, as it passes by.The way your heartbeats, the taste of the wind as you begin to “let go”..That’s what I have at this exact moment, that’s how much this dream means to me. The possibility of unimagined success, the r...

    What would you do if you were given the chance to do the one thing that you’ve always wanted to do? How would you react given the opportunity of  a lifetime? Would you do all that you said you would? If you made it in doing whatever it is, would you reach back and bring someone else along? A chance, that’s all that any of us ever really need. Where would America be if doors weren’t opened by someone who saw something, a little glimmer of hope in the eyes of the person asking Now I am not naive I know that hard work, dedication and perseverance are vital to any success that any of us wish to have, but how handy does that come in when the opportunity is not there to begin with? The world has certainly changed quite a bit, watching the news only results in being “force fed” needless information…Gossip if you will. All I see when I turn on the MSNBC or FOXNews or CNN is what so-and-so did. It’s so easy for those doing the reporting to point the finger at everyone el...

There was a time when I walked among HEREOS, and now I sit alone in the shadows. This blog is for ANYONE who wants to know what goes thru the mind of someone who’s been to War: Millions of people experience it and out of those millions only a few thousand of us aren’t afraid to talk about it. What is it?                                            DEPRESSION. I don’t know where to start…My mind is so full of pain, of secrets, of lies. So full of things that I’ve done and have yet to do. I’m sitting here and wondering if anyone truly knows how I’m feeling. I am unable to tell people how I feel so most of the time my thoughts are isolated in my mind. I never cry, yet I feel sad. I AM A BROKEN MAN. I blame myself for just about everything that goes wrong in my life, I usually ...

This post was written to the instrumental of “Song Cry” by Jay-Z, so to fully understand it, play that track when you read this. Note: I DO NOT CARE IF ANY OF THIS MAKES SENSE TO YOU. I know that if you dream then things can be achieved, I know that when things are achieved then your from your dream you’ve managed to succeed. See I know that in a way I’m already famous even if I’m not famous yet. I am somebody that people want to know, I am “Who I thought I was”..You get it?? My mind wonders all the time, about life about death about the good and the bad. I think about all that I’ve done and what I’m about to do. Is it so wrong that my dream is to be someone that others’ dream to be? Am I supposed to sit here and dream to be someone else? I want people to connect to what I have to say, even when what I have to say makes no sense. Everyone is so busy trying to keep to themselves yet I live for the attention of everyone around me, see I sit here and smile at what it is that I see...

If what you think about me is what is real to you, is what they say about me the same?? I also wonder then, if what I think about me is the same as what you think about me? If not then should I care? Should I want to be what others think about me? Well damn look at me I'M SITTING HERE WITH YOU THINKING ABOUT WHAT YOU THINK YOU KNOW ABOUT ME...Bye..