Truth: Sex n Relationships 1

I am sitting here on a Wednesday Night / Thursday Morning watching SportsCenter and listening to music and I start thinking about sex. Not just sex in itself and not because its a late night and I am home alone. But I was thinking about sex in/and relationships. Sex is a great thing probably one of the best intimate moments a couple can share. But there comes a point in some relationships where one or both partners become "addickted". Meaning the sex is so good that you look past things that you wouldn't ordinarily let go. Now this works both ways women put up with dudes that treat them sub-par, cheat and mentally and emotionally abuse them and males deal with girls that add nothing to their lives, nag, bitch, moan and grown. The thing is why? What is it about the human body that needs sex so much?

If you think about it, before a female has sex she really doesn't desire it like she does after, and to some extent this is true for males also. I mean don't get me wrong we do want it before our cherries were popped, but in retrospect wasn't the eagerness just nerves and peer pressure. Its not the same after for either party involved.

Maybe its not just the sex tho? I mean you have all heard about the one night stands that you never saw again and if you did you acted as if you had no idea of their existence on earth. So why don't we cling to them for dear life like we do our significant others, FWB, boyfriends/girlfriends etc. What is it about the parameters of a relationship that makes sex so much more potent. The obvious answers are that there is a lot more emotions and feelings involved and I understand that but its still the same act isn't it? It's still sex.

The Reach 2

When the son doesn't listen thats the price that the mother pays
Hot tears like sun showers on a summer day
Hard headed cranium, His mentality is like a trap door
Everybody has their opinion, "What he doing that for"
Ya see its kinda funny how life goes,
12 round bout dipping and dodging' all of life's blows
When you get past a certain age
Somehow you must forget about your younger years
Mama was the shot Queen and Nana downed the fastest beers
They forget about how hard it was to find yourself on this planet
So at every mistake and every stumble, they judge and i cant stand it
So i sit down, let em drown
But i got to get up again
Because there are ones coming up that are younger
That i got to teach to swim
That i got to show to win
Get past the scratching and the bruising
Not the physical but the mental
Because they are so accustom to losing
So every choice i make
I got to think like there is no tomorrow
Because my shadow is a light and there quick to follow
Quick to swallow... every bit of information that you put on their plate
There starving for a role model
So they take take take
TAKE ya behavior, TAKE ya speech
Take ya anger, Take ya peace
TAKE ya style, TAKE ya clothes
They take ya CONS people, they take ya PROS
Hoes, Pimps, Niggas and Bitches
Is what they turn into when it never was written
Never ever handed out, they go and sit on the bench
Because they never had anything to stand about
Thats why our little boys whisper and bow their heads when you ask them their name
Why our princesses settle for jackals when they deserve a King
So they grow up to be men with no guide and no direction
And women who are hurt inside and struggle with rejection
Thats why I tell my sister she is beautiful and reach for the sky
tell your little brother to shake my hand and hold their chin up high
Proclaim your name like a King
Speak as if trumpets followed your speech
And REACH boys and girls
REACH REACH REACH

I reach

Im stretching out my arm
Elbows locked joints extended I stretch out my armI reach
I reach in hope to bring something back
Nothing so i reach again
I reach for men
I reach for women boys and girls
I reach for those who have been so dirty for so long that they forgot that they where pearls
I reach for for every unborn baby being brought into this world
I reach for Earl
I reach for Joe, Manny, Jack and Chris I reach for every human thats going through this shhhhhhhhh
You hear that
I reach for the stillness in the night
I reach for out of the depths
I reach for in the heights
I reach for the mountain pinnacle
I reach for the dessert sands
I reach for the liberty
The one to be called a man
I reach for the victory
The one that I could win
I reach for 10... Little girls walking 9 miles for water
I reach for 8... Israelite soldiers carrying AK_47 for slaughter
I reach for 6... Single mothers that work 9-5 for her 4 daughters
I reach I reach for 3 prostitutes that put there body up for barter
I reach for 2 Chinese children that hold it an honor to get martyred
I reach for one.... nicknamed him the author

The Style of A Color

Style...The style of a Color
The coolnes of Blue
The heat of Red
The boldness of Orange
The freshness of Green
The style of a Color
Hey Man, one day I seen a brown so sooooth I went to shake his hand and bust my ass.
He was sooooth
So smooth i saw him talk 4 crayolas right out there wrappers...smooth
The style of a color
You see me. you see what i got on
This is the style of a colored
Atleast thats what they would say in the good ole days
When everything was black and white
..White n black that is
IN the sense that white was first
But if you did your history and check your great great granaddy's closet
You would see that black is the first thing on the scene
I bet if you turn on your tv black would be the first thing on the screen
Hmmmmmm
My man
You see that yellow down the street
Boy she was shining from her head to her feet
When walkin cant help but to light up the place
From her shoes to her hair
She is more than a pretty face
More than panties bras lipstick and eyes
Ass waist n a prize n her thighs
More than that red dresss
More than that blue jean skirt
SHE IS THE STYLLLLLLE OF A COLOR
Now wait let me define you....
I mean give you the defintion
Of this style of a color
Ready ok...
(Long Pause)
Did you get it... No?
I mean the style of a color cant be expressed in words
Its expressed everytime a woman clinches her purse when she walks past me in the street
Or when when we think every asian is either a kung fu master or a computer genius
Mexicans are goood for ladscaping and nothing else
Every middle-eastern man plotted 9-11 and is about to high jack the plane you are on
The style of a color has been crammed in closets and swept under the rug of society
The styles of different colors are wonderful and unique
Embrace the spectrum yalll
The stye of color is beautiful
Society made it ugly

What to do?

What to do?
Which way should I go?
Should i get a Job?
Or should I take the college road?
Ya see I need money now
Get a 9-5 and be a saver
But I know if I walk that stage my income can be greater later
So as I weigh the pros and cons and have my meeting of one
I think deep about both and which race I should run
Should I hop into the classroom and the late night cram sessions
or will I step out into the workforce and be taught life's lessons
Stressin'
Testin' the waters of employment
The the Army comes into play
You know where they deploy men
Never been a military man
My biological father was
but he left, you know
does what a biological father does
back to the topic, got to stay focused
Should I or shouldnt I not enlist in the armed forces
Now I dont really agree with the war we are engaged in
Throwing kids into the fight snatchin em out of the play pen
Now dont get me wrong
I have the utmost respect for our soilders
But I just don't want to be dodging bullets and ducking behind boulders
Sleeping with an eye open, peeking over my shoulder ------------->
So now that my brainstorm of the military was over
Time to put fuel in my Work / (space) Schoool motor
Then it hit me like a eureka you cant doubt
Hit me like a linebacker hits a reciever on a slant route
Man wow
Why didnt I see it before
The idea had me hooked like a fish on a lure
Stuck on stupid
A bright idea
Fascination, no more waiting
No more idle procrastination
Or mental masturbation
Forged two roads into one and created a new destination
You see I wasnt confused
Patience was my patient
All i needed was a little preparation w/ a little meditation
I looked within myself to see what "A" was sayin
So as I stand up on this stage and you listen to my annunciation
Hey you might not even like my words or the way i pronunciate them
You might not like this poem probably thought it was for decoration
You thought i should of spit it differently ended it with an exclamation
I did it the way i know how no need for further investigation
Well I know what I should do now this is where you say CONGRATULATIONS !
I know i kept you guessin'
i know i kept you waitin
I am a full time student
with a part time occupation.

The Truth: The AMA's

I was watching the AMA's the other night and it wasn't anything special. You Know, just another award show. It had its ups, its downs, its good and bad performances so on and so forth. J.Lo bust her ass during her performance of her newest single, Lady Gaga had another creative and crazy performance that involved her busting glass bottles off a piano while playing and a costume that looks like it was inspired after watching a Alien vs Predator movie (the little baby aliens that suck your face off). Alicia and Jay-Z had a good performance together and then later Miss Keys rocked the house on her own, Eminem went in in front of a live band that I thought was great but wished Drake would of came out and did his verse when "Forever" came on. All that was fine and well but my reason for this post is something that happened outside the show. My man Chris Brown was also watching the AMA's with the rest of us and he had a couple of his boys over. Now before I go any further know that I like Chris Brown and I am a definite fan of what he is doing with music and dance but the truth is the truth. So back to what I was saying, Chris was watching and during the event Jay-Z won the AMA award for Favorite Male Hip - Hop Artist. When Jay received the award he made a quote from his Album the Blueprint 3 saying "Men lie, Women lie but numbers don't". Being on Twitter and watching the AMA'a and to my other Twiggas it seemed as if Chris tweeted in response to that comment by Jay. Chris Brown's first tweet after the Big Homie spoke was "cornball". Lets be real people we all know the past Chris and Jay have involving Rihanna and award shows. I mean the shit ain't a secret.

Of course he deleted it as soon as he posted it because he knew he had messed up and didn't want any backlash for his hasty high school statement. But it was too late we all saw it and he knew it. He goes on to say, he was referring to one of his boys that where over his house and they where freestyling and what he said was wack and he called him a cornball. Now people we all know how twitter works if your talking about someone in a joking manner you would @thiername and then say your remark for example "cornball", but if you were trying to send some subliminal shit you don't put the @ symbol and you just say what you want. Im here to identify the truth guys thats all. If your man enough to say something then be man enough to stand by it and take the consequences for your words. Thats it. I need to pay attention in class so I'm out. BoyWonder

Day 1

OK here is my first "blog". Im going to skip all the small talk and get to the reason i made this thing. The truth. Something that isn't discussed very much but is always a topic. What is the truth? Where is it found? How? When? Where? and all that other shit. Its simple really, the truth is the opposite of a lie #period <>> People make the truth such a complex issue and I don't understand why. So I guess this blog is my attempt to clarify, simplify and magnify the truth. Ill talk about the truth in many different lights, the truth in my day -2-day life, in the media and every once in awhile Ill throw some philosophical truths out there as well. Hopefully this blog evolves into other areas of my thoughts but for now Ill just stick with the truth.