Month: February 2014

My Brothers Keeper

My Brothers Keeper

A brothers bond can be seen as a hit or miss but I have to be honored to say watching these two remind me of me and my brother when we were younger. As the oldest, making sure my brother was ok was an unwritten rule. When I was out I would often check up in him to see if he was ok. Yes I know he had times that would drive me crazy and often would be the tattle tale if I did something but I’d make him pay for it. When my brother moved to Atlanta with my dad we didn’t see much of each other but when he would come down I would not hesitate to buy him something like clothes for the winter and take him out to see a movie or show. My brother got to see me as a positive male image and I often felt it was my duty to make sure he understood that. From my involvement in arts to how u carried myself with women him seeing me in a positive light meant more to me then ever. As grown men my brother often talked about those times and often all I do is smile because it means one thing, I have been my brothers keeper…

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Out of the Barrel

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A week ago I went to see a play called Scorned. It was a great play with great actors and a worthy moral to the story. It made me think of how we often may feel the need to be bitter and pull others into our misery but the truth is it’s often us that need the pulling up and out of it. I’m sure I’m not the first to say I have had some bad days and hard times and often all I want to do is scream or wonder why me.. Truth is often being in a pit is a challenge to not say why me but saying no more. As it made me understand beating the crabs in the barrel is by understanding when it’s time to pull yourself up.
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Entertainment has no age limits

Entertainment has no age limits

Last week I went to see a play called “Scorned” here in Philly and on the way home the train was packed with people coming from other theater events when I saw this lady take a seat pull out a program from the ballet. Although she was alone it made me think that age and entertainment has no boundaries. Most people might think that at a certain age gong out and enjoying life has to end but she proves in this moment that a person can still enjoy and appreciate the finer things in life even when others around you tend to be younger and enjoying the art as you. Truth is she may come with a boat load of I formation and stories about dancers and shows that someone younger can only appreciate.

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Pocket time

Pocket time

You ever sit on a subway train and not want to get up when the seat heats up? It’s like not wanting to give into the problems awaiting you at work or home but its very helpful in de-stressing the time. Often I find myself closing my eyes and giving into the warmth accepting it as if I was in the sun soaking in rays of light even just for a moment of joy. Looking forward to the summer time in Florida, the Caribbean or in Vegas just knowing I don’t have to get up for work or deal with the winter cold even just for a moment.

Man it’s one of those moments that you can only get when your ready for it and in that minute as you sit you are ready for calm, for peace, for it never to end. It’s good on those days when you are full of aches an pains of the flu and just waiting to get home in bed. It’s good in those mornings when all you want to do is rest. It’s the best feeling in the world but like all good things it comes to an end. The 15 minutes of electric relaxation with headphones on and it only cost a token, a moment of time…