*wakes up from nap that I didn’t know I was taking*
"We are not valuable because we are a member of a certain group or because we call God by a certain name. We are not valuable because we follow a guru or observe a certain diet. We are valuable because we are a spark of the divine. And the only thing Gurus, priests, rabbis and elders can do for us is point us back in the direction of home, and home is, of course, within."
~ Darren John Main
one of the biggest mistakes people make
is letting life choose their friends
instead of purposely deciding who will be in their life
cultivate your circle of friends
surround yourself with positive, supportive people
understand that you deserve to only deal with people who care about you
you should not settle for people who are not interested in giving you the support that you know you will give to them
Let there be silence
In my mind
cause $315 aint worth your soul….
the sample of Donny Hathaway and Stevie Wonder.
there was a hill behind my Mama house that had 2 parallel ditches that extended the entire length of hill but there were rocks at the bottom, rocks and trees… my Mama bought us two plastic sleds, a green one and a pink one. that hill was the best thing. we had bikes, no brakes on the bikes. we lived at the bottom of a hill. I don’t remember riding the bikes up the hill but I remember coasting all the way down. at the ending we’d basically just fall off the bike. we were young. then there was railroad tracks behind the house. we’d go up and down the railroad tracks collecting nails and whatnot. I remember my brother yelling at me to hurry because the train was coming. there’s a river down the tracks. this river was huge like one of the ones we’d see on the map, I bet it isn’t as big as I thought it was. we’d walk in the trees and one time I think we killed a hawk in a field. take long drives getting to Virginia. I always had to sit in the middle seat but that’s where my appreciation for de old school and the big body BMW came from. we had a basketball rim with a boombox underneath it. I’d record the cassette tape with the radio. rec and stop only the songs I liked. one day all of us had to clean the garage cause my Mama said so. my Mama parked that 1988 750iL on the driveway cement. we cleaned the garage she asked my sister to park the car back in the garage. I guess she didn’t know the difference between reverse and drive… she clipped me and ran into the brick wall. I had a tin box with money in it, I put it in a tree and forgot it when we moved. half of me wants to go back and see if it’s there but I don’t get down with the people so I let it be. we were always doing something. man, I miss those days.