Showing posts with label Quickie but good. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quickie but good. Show all posts

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Is what it is





Nothing goes as planned, but plans are made and plans often are broken. You want to know what else can be broken quite easily? A skull. A skull bashed against a wall breaks quite easily. That's just the way the world works. One solid surface will always claim victory over hollow shells. Don't be that shell. Fill your mind with knowledge so your skull can be the rock that bashes through the barriers of injustice.



Eat drink and be merry really that's all you can do. Enjoy in the spoils of this world as they are the limited joys provided to you. Why waste time being unhappy, when happiness is all the rage. Why fight releasing your true nature, why lock up your desires in a self made cage. Now I'm not saying everyone should do as they feel. We all know what's right vs what's wrong. This advice is mainly focused on each of us being real. Recognize who you are instead of what others would wish you to be. Yeah things aren't always great in life, but if you are happy within yourself you could live in your own joyous land of me.



Play the hand that life deals you. Their is no need to fold. This isn't a game of winners and losers. This is just a game of whether you die young or die old. Without knowing your conclusion there proves no point in always taking the most cautious path. If you don't know your expiration date then none of us knows how long the thrill of the game can last. Life is full of ups and downs highs and lows ebbs and flows. So just come along for the ride enjoy the wave take in the show.

- a look inside the mind of D -

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Continues...

Can't sleep. World of doubt infesting my brain. Big things need to happen and no longer looking for a vague time table. This week. The end of this week. Close of March must bring us, ME, positive changes. Nothing small and meaningless, no, I demand major overhaul to the path on which I currently stroll. This isn't my life. This is an illusion of the here and now I've stumbled upon. This isn't me. This is an imposter pretending to be someone I never intended to be. My direction, meaningless, was to be onward and upward more forward then back. So why look back on yesterday with hopes of tomorrow. No repeats, no more do overs. Play it again Sam is played out. A new tune needs to be pushed forward on this jukebox of life. Everywhere there is pain. No, misery does not follow me. Emptiness, blahs and HO hums are the name of this game. Tired of being numb to an ever drearier world. Thoughts of a better tomorrow propels me forward into the void, but all I see before me is more grays. Grey, damned be American English, is the color of the world. Nothing has ever truly been all black and white. So why be surprised with so much horror in our day to day reporting. Murder Death Kill scream the headlines. Injustice Cruelty Intolerance are growing ever stronger. Everyone preparing for the end of times which the Good Book says cannot be prepared for. If we are to meet our end why allow such negativities to exist. Why keep the hatred game going. Why not love your fellow man as well as yourself. Why not? It's simple, we aren't wired that way. So maybe to escape the horror the boredom the grays that's what I'll need to do with my week. Time to rewrite myself and in turn help rewire the world. Majore change coming and it starts with the individual.


- a look inside the mind of D -

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Picture worth a thousand words

The kid was murdered. It WAS racialy motivated. The authorities dropped the ball and EVERYONE needs to be held accountable.
Sadly nothing changes. The South is still the south and the world still runs on RACISM.



Enough Said





- a look inside the mind of D -

Monday, March 12, 2012

Spreading the word

No not the gospel. Those teachings will forever be spread no my children this is the teachings of the Sinfest.




The one and only Mr Ishida is a Comic and comic genius who has had me checking his site daily for the past few years no problem.



Sunday or as I call it "PRETTY COLOR PANEL DAY" is the most fun, but the weekday story lines are the backbone of his works.


I say check them out you won't be disappointed

- a look inside the mind of D -

Monday, February 27, 2012

Word works





Imagine a world with no vivid images. Nothing to capture the eye no Imagination to be used no dreams to be ignited. Life being nothing more then a vacuum of the same old thing on constant repeat. That is the thing my nightmares are made of. A world just waiting for a thinker a dreamer a true artist to come a long and change things.
So the true question is what type of Art it would take to right this world. Pictures Sounds or simply words strung together to make the mind active? My money is on the written word as it can be an integral part in ALL creative medium.
- a look inside the mind of D -

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Sega once and for all





Flashback time
Start of the new millennia and I'm more addicted to my seta then ever. I'm a proud member of the dreamcast family and I spend my day on two things... Soul Calibur and JET GRIND RADIO. Well today Sega has teased me with the blast from my not so distant past. Jet Grind Radio will be available again fairly soon and whatever it takes I'll be playing it once more. Oh how I miss my dreamcast and my host of overlooked games. If only I hadn't ditched it during a rough point in my life. Oh for the love of game if only I had remained strong.


- a look inside the mind of D -

Monday, February 20, 2012

End is near




The end is near. The time is approaching. Cities will fall. Buildings crumble under the weight of impending doom. Nothing can be done. The game has long been won. We battled with nature to assert our opposable thumb dominance. Well as prideful as we were nature has seemed humble, but in fact she is crafty and calculating. She knew from the start the war was hers. The battles have been mixed, but the war was won at the dawn of time.



- a look inside the mind of D -

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Words

Feeling sketchy...



Uneasy and unaware. My surroundings out of focus. Life as good as it ever can or will be. And if it's all the same to you my time for change has come and gone. So ready for the new to begin again, you know what they say, when one door closes a window gets a brick through it letting opportunity in. So my friends I ask you who are your bricks. Who helps shine the light on the bigger and better things in your lives? Yeah that's what I thought, you've allowed me to be that brick. I take the task seriously so please allow me to break the glass and let some light shine through!

- a look inside the mind of D -

Monday, September 19, 2011

NSFW




Yes it's true my thoughts are not always meant for a work type environment, and as I'm heading back into the working world soon I thought it'd be best if maybe I get all these NSFW thoughts out now.

NEVER SLAP FRUMPY WOMEN
NOW
NEXT STOP FROWN WRINKLES
NATURE SIMPLY FOLLOWS WRECKAGE

I seriously have no idea what any of that means but I'm sure if I went around my new job spouting off these sayings for all to hear my job would probably be short lived haha.

- a look inside the mind of D -

Monday, September 12, 2011

The nomad lives on




So I have now added the 562 to my list of lived area codes. this list seems to forever be expanding. Every few years I seem to find a new place to call home. I dream of settling, but a place to truly settle never comes. Why is that? Is it me or is it my locations? Am I just never satisfied in one place or do these places simply grow tired of me? I can never truly know. The people I encounter insure me I have made a difference in their lives. Frankly that is the ultimate goal of life, in my opinion, to reach out and positively affect as many lives possible. What better way to measure a life then in smiles and love? So though I'm forever passing through while I'm in that space it's best to be the best me I can be. So with that idea the best me I can be should breed nothing more then positivity correct?
- a look inside the mind of D -

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Art as life




Let's talk about art shall we? Frankly what is art? Honestly no one knows. I personally dig street art, graffiti, and other creative acts. Problem is I'm goody two shoes enough to recognize the problems with vandalizing someone else's property. Think about it, no matter how cool something looks the person that painted, tagged, etched or demolished it into existence would probably be pissed if you came along and done the same thing to the largest wall of their house. Also Art is difficult because good looking things are deemed art, but what of the ugly. By definition all examples of self impression should be deemed art, however we as individuals have an inherent ability to dismiss anything we don't perceive as beautiful or things we don't understand. Every picture every five year old ever made should share the same walls of national museums along side Pollock or Van Gough, but that will never happen.




So I ask you, what is art and do you honestly like it?

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Make it happen

Keep it moving
Get it going
Watch what happens next
Keep it moving
Get it going
This is proving to be one hell of a test
Keep it moving
Get it going
Just let me prove I can do my best
Keep it moving
Get it going
We WILL definitely ace this test.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Just keep going




Life as I know it has stayed unchanged. People all around me still look at me strange. Unclear Unsure Unaware yet still knowing with a helping hand we will soon to be glowing. Life has drawn me away from my more creative self while looking for a living my other life of words and creativity must be placed on the shelf. Is this how the local executives loose their sense of self. Putting away the imagination so they could find a home that fits them best. When creativity is shelved what remains is utter crap. The leftover brings us 80s movie remakes and white girls who are convinced they can rap. This is an epidemic and I'm on ground zero so I guess I'll have to continue writing so I can become the imaginations' Hero!


- a look inside the mind of D -

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Sky's the Limit

Cloudy days give way to sunshine tomorrow...


As longs as I think act and speak freely my life will be all it was meant to be. No more No less even with minimal effort. Now with troubles all over the planet crashing down upon us maybe it's time to find our higher purpose.
So how does one find their calling? It's simply really, figure out what excites you, fascinates you, or makes you think laugh or smile. Once that's discovered the trick is how to turn that passion into your cash cow. This sadly I have no idea on how to do. Wish I did but sadly I have no clue.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Not So Hidden Power

Let's talk about women for a change (inside joke for all, what, three of my loyal readers). Women are an amazing creation from the power on high. The world was formed man arrived and the picture was not quite complete. Man was running and jumping with the creatures of the land, and swimming and splashing with the fish in the sea. The creator looked upon this and said, "my favorite creation needs a counterpart so he can create more of himself". So he formed another more attractive a little wiser and far more sensitive version of man. Upon looking at this new being man said, "Father in the sky this is great and all, but I was enjoying my alone time. The creatures of the land never question me like she does and the fish of the seas listen to me with no question. This new WOman as you told me to call her seems to just tell me what I should be doing and frankly I'm tired of hearing her voice. Is there anything you can do for me oh lord? Upon hearing this the creator decided to make a few tweaks. Though woman was beautiful and wise he would make her always question her looks and never truly grasp her knowledge. Upon hearing his plans woman said "oh lord why am I being punished? It's not my fault that I was created second and thus an improvement on the original. Why must I change to make him happy?". The Creator simply smiled and let woman on a little secret. Without saying a word woman simply knew what the smile was about.
Though due to man's wishes she was losing the ultimate sense of self she knew she was gaining other bonuses. The creator had given her knowledge of other things that man would never understand. She would have a weeklong time every month where, though she would have to endure a most annoying fact of female nature, she could get all her underlying frustration out on man for all his works. It's the first of her newly appointed powers which would be simply spoken by uttering three frightening letters. The second power was so obvious it was amazing she hadn't thought of it before. It's as evident as the nose on the ant eaters face or fat on a hippos belly. With this new gift she would be able to mesmerize man to the point he would forever know not what he do. Flaunting these blessing will get her the better fruit, get her the nicer horse, and have her lavished in the shiniest stones the garden had to offer. Yes woman had discovered the greatest gift bestowed to her......BREASTS......


They come in man different shapes and sizes. They are the ultimate weapon to have been deployed in the battle of the sexes. Large or Small they are a straight attention grabber. Men and Boys alike are all mesmerized when in their presence. It doesn't matter who you are, you must appreciate all that they stand for. They are an essential part of the life giving duties of woman, but they can also be used for pure entertainment and of course for sexual satisfaction. They are great for all the senses. They FEEL great, they LOOK amazing, they TASTE yummy, and when the right fragrance is applied they can SMELL wonderful.


Yes they truly are a marvelous creation and though we all love them we know they are tools designed to calm and control us. They lure us in. We sad innocent men of desire. They make us nothing more then weak excuses of our true selves because we are cursed to be forever blinded by our desires no matter how hard we try and fight them. Oh how we try to fight, but who are we kidding they are simply too strong for us.


So why fight it. At this point let us tip our hats and admit defeat in hopes of receiving them as a pleasant treat. Women come Women go each time they take a piece of our souls. But in the end it's all been worth it as we are on the hunt for the pair that are perfect. Be them irregular Natural or Fake, they leave us all trembling in their wake. We want more time with each one we've met and they all know it, but that hasn't stopped us yet from trying to find another and another they are lovely gorgeous and sexy well all but our mothers. They are for more then our early life meals they are what helped us to understand true beauty is real.


So praise to the boobs the hooters the racks, the bongos the melons the dainty tit traps that fall into cuddle suckle and hold. Shit we'd love to visit them all if we could be so bold. This may sound wrong raunchy or indecent heck you may even think me to be some lonely prepubescent, but the truth of the matter is I'm accepting of the world's oldest truth... Life with no women would be NO life worth living and that is the gods honest truth.
- a look inside the mind of D -

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Welcome Welcome

Good news came today so now surviving can be achieved. Now it's time for me to step up my game so things that are good can remain the same. The bad may change as soon as it's ready, but I have the sinking feeling the silly crap will remain steady. I am definitely enjoying my time though I need to step up my social game. Time to get up and out and take full advantage of my new surroundings. Anybody ready to visit and hit the beach?
Waves crashing, sand between the toes cool California breeze and now that the wifey is going to be working in HB (Huntington Beach) I figure while I search for a gig I could beach bum around Huntington for awhile. I mean what a great idea, a large black male bumming around an OC Beach; the locals would lavish me with love don't ya think?
a look inside the mind of D

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Picture this

Every now and again even the most serious professional type bloggers do things to bring attention to themselves. They pander to even the lowest demographic. They know by presenting certain images their views will go up and I don't care who you are we all Love ourselves some padded stats. So here I go.....Ladies bring me som views













That should've covered just about everyone's likes.. What, that's not enough? Ok fine I can offer up some more...



















Ok that should just about do it. What now? Oh the ladies want some love as well? Fine no one can accuse me of being bias.









Ok something is definitely off with the last guy but who knows someone out there maybe in the market for some unique loving haha
- a look inside the mind of D -

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Less is more

The water's call is the wave's crash. A call of this nature must be answered. So answer it we shall!


We leave for a new destination we travel down a brand new path. Where it leads we can't be sure of, but one thing is for sure it's going to be fun. So ready for the change the upcoming days are going to bring. Massive purchases big bills increasing pay and new scenery all in mind; these are the things that continue to light the path even during the darker times. So lighted paths are to be followed any fears can be swallowed down, we keep moving forward with the knowledge it's the right thing to do. So here we go off into the sunset me and my love off towards the Ocean Blue.
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a look inside the mind of D
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Sunday, June 26, 2011

More Enzo genius

I look at this and all I hear is LET'S START a RIOT a RIOT LET'S START a RIOT!
Of course we all know that's not the right thing to do. Honestly who thinks rioting would be a fun thing to do. Like for the thrill of it I'm going to riot because frankly skydiving is just far too expensive and bungee jumping is over too fast. No riots aren't a party people they never are. Yes you may get some very "groovy" pics out of it and maybe one day you can BS the grandkids about how you FOUGHT THE SYSTEM but in all honesty we know what the deal was. You and your buddies got drunk saw a crowd and said HEY lets see what shit i can get out of that store I've always been too broke to shop at. Yeah we know the truth, but don't worry we won't tell. Just fork over one of those flat screens and a couple of those games and you can BUY our SILENCE.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Late thoughts fresh from the oven

Time to get away to a place where day and night never come to an end. Where life merges all into one, and where we judge the sinner without recounting their sins. Time for a simpler life and new today and the same tomorrow. A place we have no fear and we stay far away from sorrow. Where money is never an issue and relationships aren't such trouble. A magical place this is the world inside your own thought bubble.


As for now that world will never exist and you are left on your own in this rain. The life of a champion you wish to live though you are currently in a life truly mundane. Life has so many ups and downs and never are you sure where to turn. Just ready to find a good ending without so many streets ending in an epic burn.


We all wish things were simplified so we wouldn't endure so much stress. We unfortunately are forced to live with what we have gotten from the all knowing on high. Sadly for most it's like enduring a firestorm of crap all in hopes of one day getting that golden piece of pie. The ultimate rule is do unto others and treat thy neighbor kindly. Far too often those thoughts aren't return and we question the all mighty's blind eye. As they say he's got a plan for us and who are we to question. Well I'm not doubting what's ahead of me I just need some help with my directions. I follow all the rules, I even feel guilty when I J walk. So why as I stroll down his path I keep getting knocked off the gold sidewalks? Nothing is going as planned and everything's in shambles. Lord I beg of you to right our ship and to forgive me for my sacrilegious rambles
AMEN


- a look inside the mind of D -