Just My Thoughts: 21 Questions to ask Your Future Spouse.

Just My Thoughts: 21 Questions to ask Your Future Spouse.: 21 Questions to ask Your Future Spouse. 21 – Do you feel with sincerity deep inside your heart of hearts that you and I can m...

Just My Thoughts: A Moment of Clarity... #Poem

Just My Thoughts: A Moment of Clarity... #Poem: So here I stand/ audience curious/ cameras rolling/ verses upon verses on the ready/ heart pumping blood furiously/ glands injecting adren...

21 Questions to ask Your Future Spouse.

21 Questions to ask Your Future Spouse.

21 – Do you feel with sincerity deep inside your heart of hearts that you and I can make each other better people?

20 – If yes how so? If no please go…

19 – In your eyes what are the roles of man and woman inside the confines of a marriage? To be fair I will give you my answer 1^st. mine is aligned by faith where the woman is the wisdom and the man enforces and protects that wisdom. So again I ask number 19: In your eyes what are the roles of man and woman inside the confines of a marriage?

18 – What kind of relationship do you have with your father and mother?

17 – If that relationship is strained to where you find yourself unable to forgive them, how do I know you will be able to forgive me?

16 – What is your 5 year plan, your 10 year plan and your 20?

15 – If you don’t have any and I've got plenty are we NOT headed towards a war of the spirit?

14 – Are you comfortable with your sexuality?

13 – Would my comfort level with my own intimidate you?

12 – Have you ever found happiness on your own without having a mate?

11 – Have you ever blamed someone for wasting years of your life?

10 – Whether you are religious or atheist, can you make an argument for why love exists and its purpose in the universe?

9 – If all your friends in your circle look one way, IE cute, fat, unattractive, can you tell me why that is?

8 – If this is the case, why is your circle not reflective of the diversity of the world?

7 – And if in fact you can exclude people with such fervor, what assurances do I have that you won’t exclude me down the line?

6 – Is there a part of your spirit you feel is broken?

5 – If yes or no, is there something about me you feel can help heal it?

4 – Will the way you raise your children remotely resemble how your parents raised you?

3 – My love for creativity will never come before my life mate. Yet that fact will not make me love inspiration any less. With this rule of thumb in mind, can you see the potential for jealousy here?

2 – I would describe a beautiful death as me as an old man; surrounded by my children’s children. Passing away during my sleep with no pain or regrets. Can you describe a beautiful death?

1 – Now can you paint a picture of our beautiful life?

A Moment of Clarity... #Poem

So here I stand/ audience curious/ cameras rolling/ verses upon verses on the ready/ heart pumping blood furiously/ glands injecting adrenaline/ hands steady/ belly feeling better now that I've snapped into character/ Butterflies now fly away freely/ and my gut is resting easy/ No longer am I nervous although I embrace that energy/ I embrace that synergy/ a combination of passion, inspiration and a lust to leave a legacy/ The energy I speak of is potential and kinetic/ and it's pathetic how nervousness makes emcees betray momentum and say forget it/ When in reality they shouldn't sweat it/ Words flash across my mind/ faster than the dust that made it past your blinking eye/ you're not blind though/ even though/ those who envy will pretend to be/ What I just did/ was give individuals a visual/ I'm loved and hated because my approach isn't typical/ My style is as random as a windy day and the path of a falling feather/ with the bird representing the Lord and the ground representing you and I together/ With an ordained path of flight/ On this most auspicious of nights/ We now walk open ear and spoken word through the gallows of my mind/ to visit the wine cellar of my soul/ crushed grapes personify the telling of best kept secrets/ the elixir is the verse/ that quenches the thirst/ for those who want me to keep it a hundred/ testimony is the proof/ as long as you can decipher graffiti letters/ Sincerity my ink of choice/ it never fades and lasts forever/ Despite bad weather and those niggers of every color who refuse to come together/ Sour is the petty thief when there’s no open window to exploit an opportunity/ so the best that they can do to the real poets like you and me/ is try to clone/ flipping what we said/ failing to be clever/ a copy of a copy of a copy/ sloppy/ and not better/ than the source material/ which they hate to be true to/ So I fuck with them constant/ This is what I do/ I bend words crazy with pad and pencil/ Into shapes they cannot stencil/ Like the one’s you’ll hear now without background instrumentals/ tonight is the night where the tip of the tongue finds the fold of the clit/ tonight is the night where you drive home and say I can't believe he said that shit/ Tonight is the night where chocolate mushrooms drip liquid sugar on cherry stems/ Tonight is the night where David beats Goliath with intentions to replace him/ you see we both represent ideal and selfless orgasms because tonight we're going to cum together/ It’s time for me to bring my people home/ independent thinkers/ you are not alone/ If you have found no need for the Devil’s charity/ An epiphany called love filled me with white light and this resulting verse is my moment of clarity…

GB

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