The TRUTH About the Corporate World

They will feed us bullshit on a platter and expect us to eat it as if it is a gourmet meal. 

They see us as cattle who are expected to swallow iniquity without uttering a single word. 

They strip power from the powerful and give it to those who are willing to bow the knee and sell what is left of their integrity like a cheap whore that is puckered up and primed to suck the human excrement from anyone willing to give them attention. 

Look around you. What do you see?  A cancer spreading through every man and woman causing them to compromise their humanity for the sake of being liked and accepted. 

Look around you. What do you see? A sea of treacherous back stabbing bitches that sit and wait to cut your throat as soon as the opportunity presents itself. And sometimes before. 

Oh you thought you had friends? You thought you could trust anybody? You actually thought you could make it on your skills and talent alone? Don't be so naive. 

Welcome to the Corporate World. Welcome to the 9 to 5 where you work to stay alive but you die a little inside every day. 

THE CYCLE

There will come a time where some of you who have not truly known me will no longer know me.

The time is coming where the season will shift. So is the pattern of my life.

It is not something that I purposely cause to happen. It is the will of life.

My life is a never ending revolving door. People come and they go. They touch my life and I touch theirs but in the end it is only for a moment.

The time is coming where the season will shift. The time when all things become new and only memories remain.

When I feel the shift my only hope is that I have impacted those around me in a positive way.  That I have not caused too much damage. That I and all who have experienced me in this season have learned something and have grown to some extent.

It is not my will that this happens but it is the pattern of my life.

Some will be disappointed. These are the ones that have not truly known me.  How could they? They never truly took the time to look into my soul.

Then there are those who will accept it and attempt to stick around but when the season shifts it is up to me who departs and who remains.

Some will be hurt. Some will be angry. Some will attempt to shame my name. Even I myself, will shame my name out of regret and guilt. But I am familiar with it. All I can do is absorb it and let it go.

So as it was before. So it will be again. And so it will continue as long as I live.

The time is here. Where the season shifts. So is the pattern of my life. THE CYCLE

*CreamDaddy* 

The VOICE of PAIN - 2008

Sometimes the voice of pain is so much louder than God’s voice. It is like no other distraction I have encountered. It has been so loud that my thoughts have been consumed and lost in the waves that crash hard against my mind. 

The voice of pain, if it would only quiet down for a little while and let my heart rest from the aching that it causes with every shrill echo. I cry out to God longing to hear His voice only, and while it seems as though God cannot hear me, the longer I cry out to Him the louder His voice becomes. The thought does occur that this maddening voice of pain will conquer and be the end of me but that torturing fear is soon shattered when suddenly I am still hearing my heavenly father’s voice speaking ever so gently to me. 

His gentle voice penetrates the loudness of that deafening voice of pain. I keep crying out to God with every fiber of my being until the voice of pain is hushed and without power. God has heard my cry and has rescued me. He gently takes my hand and pulls me from the waves that were swallowing me causing me to suffocate. He wraps himself around me and His very touch caused peace to consume me the way the voice of pain once had. After the peace, joy has its rightful place allowing my spirit to finally rest from the tiring battle. For the time being the voice of pain is no more. 

*Vanilla Child

So You Wanna Be a Hero at Ihop

When people don't see you as worthy of respect they will think they can talk to you any kind of way. Well I don't know about you but we will never tolerate anyone's dehumanizing attitude and will stand up for ourselves at any cost. With that being said I would like to tell you a tale of a rather "fun" encounter me and my man had at IHOP.

So tonight we were at an IHOP having a good time watching Heather Land on YouTube when these racist crotchety old white ladies decided they had had enough of our fun times. Now keep in mind we are a mixed couple. I will say we were laughing loudly but honestly how has laughter ever hurt anyone? On  top of that the whole restaurant was quite noisy. Now as usual we were totally lost in our own little world when suddenly one of these racist women stood up with her face all twisted like she had the devil in her and began yelling at us. Dazed and confused we both looked up trying to understand what was coming out of this crazy woman's mouth. I felt as though we were part of a terrible movie like we had taken a giant leap back in time. What she said made absolutely no sense whatsoever. she insisted we were disturbing their meal and they could not enjoy themselves while we were laughing and listening to Heather Land who in her words sounded like a little kid.

It was if she were saying that the sound of a child was the most repulsive thing she could ever hear. Now had she turned round and asked politely for us to quiet down we would have gladly done so. But that was not  the case. So my sexy African warrior said, "since you put it that way we are not turning it off." That enraged the demon inside of her and her head almost popped right off her old frail body. She began waving her fist in the air and shouted that they would just move across the restaurant. My delicious large coffee with 6 creams agreed with her and said that was a wonderful idea.

It was at that point a rather large white male decided he would step in and defend the "honor" of the old crotchety crones. He took it upon himself to be their superhero and seemed to expect us to immediately back down. Boy, that was not the case at all. This nosy bigot began to tell us that we were being disrespectful and that everyone in the restaurant thought we were being too loud and that we needed to tone it down. My African King proceeded to tell this over-sized shell of a man to turn around and mind his business and stay out of ours. Keep this in mind, at this point the YouTube video had already ended and he still felt the need to threaten to call the manager on us as if we gave two shits at that point.

I then proceeded to tell this imposing sack of shit that the video was already off and for him to shut up and turn around. That's when my man jumped on his ass as well and told him to stop trying to be a hero in a situation that doesn't need one. He felt that he was going to get the best of us. As if he had something to prove. He gave us a look as if he was trying to intimidate us but this self proclaimed hero had it all wrong. My beautiful man quickly let him know that he was not going to get the best of us and kept yelling at him to turn around because nothing he could say or do was going to change the outcome of this situation. In the meantime the crotchety old women sat down and began talking among themselves celebrating as if they had won some type of battle. The large buffoon was still trying to make a point so my man interrupted his pointless babble and told him again to shut up, stop talking to us, turn around, and that he was not going to get the last word. This was the last thing he said. He gave up the captain save a hoe attitude and proceeded to get back to his mediocre existence. 

Here's the kicker. We were the only mixed couple in the restaurant. Everyone was being loud to an extent but for some reason we were targeted by multiple assailants. Coincidence? I think not. This ladies and gentlemen is an example of Trump's new America. A place where a mixed couple has no right to enjoy themselves in public without mini white supremacist trying to shut them down and put them in their place. I can tell you that we will enjoy watching Heather Land whenever and wherever we want to and there is nothing anyone can do about it. We will not shut up, we will not back down to anyone. 

I am certain that these women most likely proclaim that they are God fearing women who love Jesus.Surely the bible says something like, "thou shalt not be cranky racist little bitches" and if it doesn't is sure as hell should. I think it all boils down to the fact these ladies seemed to think that blacks and whites had no rights being together much less being free and happy in public. I mean after all it was their civic duty to stop such atrocities.

*Vanilla Child*