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For the past three years I've been forced to face some hard truths about myself, my life choices, and my relationships. None of it was easy, and though I had plenty of score keepers keeping me honest, I had no support from any quarter in this task. For some of you, I could say a few certain phrases and you'd know who I am. Yesterday's girl would have relished that idea. Today, I choose to utilize the discernment I fought so hard to establish, and take the higher road. For the record, my Karmic debt is paid in full and my slate is wiped perfectly clean at this moment. The end of my torment has passed. All that remains is how I choose to handle the aftermath of what others have chosen to put me through for their own amusement. That choice seems to me to be far more concerning to them than to myself. I'll keep you updated.
Well, it was around 5am when I made my entrance through the Stargate to Earth. I know my mom was tired but I was making headway, especially after that doctor probably smacked me. Hey, Is that even legal? I am baby girl to my Big Bro and two sisters. I graduated from the now defunct Norman Thomas High School. I always thought it was cool to be able to go to a school that looked more like an office building - a Bank. It was attached to Barclay's Bank. It was cool until I actually walked through the doors and then....School! Lol. I graduated high school in three years because I came in a sophomore. After graduation I attended LaGuardia Community College and studied court stenography. Why I never actually entered that field is another story. I entered the corporate world after temping for a few months and soon realized that I didn't like corporate America and corporate America wasn't too fond of me either. I quickly realized that I wanted to "be my own boss". I had no idea what that really meant, however, I knew I didn't want to continue to work in corporate America. That didn't happen immediately. I still worked in corporate America although I was not happy. While my son was little, I went to school to study the medical assistant field. I was always interested in medicine and liked helping people so I started studying that field. I ended up working in a local hospital as a medical transcriptionist until it was decided that the department was too expensive to keep and it was outsourced to India. At that point, I decided to get my real estate license and sell Timeshares initially. That was a mistake! I sucked and was let go in 3 weeks. :( I then went to a real estate brokerage that was welcoming to new agents and allowed them to teach me how to help my clients buy, sell or rent. I'm a work in progress and my story continues. You may hear from me again but for right now, I've been thinking about that doctor that slapped me. We have some unfinished business. IJS
On Friday evening as I was coming back from work , along the road I saw a man with 4 puppies seated by the road side , I stopped to admire the puppies, my love for dogs is so massive but I had no one and would love to get one. So I asked the man how much one of the puppies cost and he told me 1000$. I was shocked because that's my salary for 6 months, the man smiled and told me to succeed in life,I need to take some risk; I smiled and zoomed off. Inside the car, I said to myself " why would I buy a dog for such an amount when I could secure my house without any form of stress or bother". when I got home, I made some researches on dogs and found out that their prices were based on the bread of the dog. But sincerly, I needed a dog not just for security but my love for them kept driving me crazy , "what will I do to get this dog since I can't afford the amount they demand" , I discussed with my girlfriend who was zoophobia, but she told me that she will end our relationship if I ever get a dog in my house , I called my elder brother to borrow some money from him to buy the dog , but I never knew why I was so obsessed with having this dog to the extent of taking loan to buy it; but I never knew that I was headed towards destiny. so when I finally got the loan from my elder brother,I called my girlfriend to tell her that I was going to get they dog the following day , she was so mad at me and started telling me on how our relationship would end if I ever bought the dog, I tried everything possible to make her understand that love is all about sacrifice but she said that I have to choose either her or they dog so finally I made my decision by going ahead to buy the dog at the expense of my relationship. The following day, I went to the place I saw the man and those puppies luckily for me I found him there, then I asked him if he stays there often, he said yes because the people that buy his puppies are mostly strangers passing through that route. I nodded my head in amazement and then told him I wanted to buy a male dog but he adviced me to buy a female dog. I was adamant but I later changed my mind.He reduced the price of the puppy to 800$ and then recommend a veterinary doctor for me. I named my dog "Scott". Everyone seemed displeased about my new dog, but I have never been more happy. I took my dog to the vet house for proper check up before taking her home , little by little "Scott" began to grow into an adult dog and a loveable dog who provides security for everyone in my street After one year Scott received an award for the tallest and most lovable dog of the year, the award also came with other incentives to the owner. I became so popular and rich. After some months I noticed blood stains around my house so I was so afraid that scott had injured herself, I went out to check on her but she was looking healthy with no injuries then I noticed that the blood was dropping from her vagina; so I reported to my vet doctor immediately, he told me that it was a sign that Scott needs to meet with a male dog and that she was on her period at that moment. But I had no male dog I replied him, he now told me to bring Scott to his house, it was hard for me to let go of Scott for a day but I then took Scott to his house, after a couple of days he called me to come and pick Scott up and advised me to be giving her more of calcium till she gives birth. I thanked him and left his house with Scott I was so happy to see Scott again this time with babies. After some weeks I started noticing some changes in Scott's body, her breast changed to pink, she lost her appetite for food and she now backs at any slightest noise which I also complained to my vet doctor who made me to understand that it were signs of the pregnancy. I was so happy because I have already calculated how much I would make from selling those puppies, I prayed that they puppies would be up to six in number. Some weeks later she delivered 12 puppies, I was shocked at they site of seeing those puppies because they were so tiny. I called my doctor immediately to come over to my house which did and he was marvelled , he said that the highest he has seen a dog deliver in a while was 10. So after some weeks due to the fact that Scott was a public figure I sold out the puppies in a day at the cost of 4000$ each , I was able to pay back my loan and became very reach to the extent of opening a dog farm of my own, all this happened because I made they right decision back then , Scott later died after 8 years but she made me a rich and successful man before she died.
Although this is not my first venture into the online literary club this format is a tad bit more fluid than WordPress. To begin my online Tale I would like to give you a back story on who said young black male is. I grew up around white people all my life in south florida. All my teachers and majority of my friends were white. The last girl I dated for years was also white. I knew that the differences between us were apparent but I simply refused to acknowledge it.\n\n Through out my life I slowly felt as if I didn't belong. Outside of sex, drugs and video games me and most of my white friends had nothing in common. I was nothing like them and regardless of how long we were friends at the end of the day are differences effect my relationships. One of the biggest wake up calls was when I got was by one of my closest friends. I truly believe that at the end of the day Im just a black guy and the divide between blacks and whites is an large invisible wall.\n\n I no longer ignore the blatant racism or avoid the gazes of hatred or fear. In my primary profession I communicate with elderly caucasian people damn near every day. I frighten, disgust or insult certain guest simply with my presence. It's incredible that every black person or person of color understands completely yet rarely discuss the discrimination that they face. I have to be a happy go lucky clown at my workplace or else I'd end up being the stereotypical angry black guy.\n\n The worst wake up calls I have received are \\"snow bunnies\\". White girls that make it very clear they exclusively engage with black men. I learned fairly quickly that these types of girls think less of black men than openly racist bigots. To \\"snow bunnies\\" you are just dumb enough to keep her entertained. I assumed my ex found me attractive but when they say they love black men they love them all. It was a hard pill swallow when I had to admit that white girls will always see me as just another black guy at the end of the day.\n\n Besides friendship and relationships an incredible wake up call I have received is at my workplace.\n
I remember sitting up in my room one night when i was little. I was always afraid to wear a skirt in class. I was that girl always playing tetherball and beating all the boys. My faborite colors were black and red. It wasnt until one day when i was coloring i realized something, The pink crayon i was using wasnt the shade of pink i wanted for the flowers. In fact this color pink was beautiful. It was so beautiful it stood out on my page , it danced around the dark black outlines; it shined. ‘You know what else shines like that ? ‘ i thought. ‘That dress thart your mom wore yesterday' and i kept thinking. My lips shine when i have on lip gloss. My dress shines in the light. My makeup will shine in the sun. My smile will shine because im happy. I wanted to be as beautiful as that damn pink. And thats how beautiful i was going to get. Im completely self absored, a real caramel goddes, if you ask me. But i probably wouldnt be this way , if i didnt steal my neighbors crayons.
My name is Treasure - Treasure Joy. Though, it's been a journey discovering how exactly to treasure my inner joy. When I was twelve years old, I went to my first mental health clinic. My best friend called the police on me because she was afraid I would commit suicide, with all of the chaos going on in my family-life. I struggled with self-harming, which as I got older, transformed into coping through other addictive mannerisms. I was released on my thirteenth birthday with a new appreciation for the basic freedoms most people take for granted. I wish that was the beginning of the end of the calamity, but there was more beauty that needed to be discovered in all of my breakdown. Three days after my fifteenth birthday, I ended up blacking-out at a party my friend threw for me, and I was raped by someone I knew. I ended up going home that morning, told one of my other friends who was not there, and decided to get a rape-kit done the next day. My friend was out of town and couldn't drive me to the hospital until she got back, so if I wanted the rape-kit to collect the most evidence, I could not shower, brush my teeth, change my clothes, or brush my hair until I could get to the hospital. I think that was one of the most challenging adversities I've been through so far in life - to have the evil reminiscence of your perpetrator caressing your DNA, long after the moment had passed. After submitting the rape-kit, the authorities were contacted due to me being a minor. I reported my case, honestly, with a renewal of hope that maybe, just maybe, this was the turning point I had been waiting for, but I was wrong. After a month of correspondence with the detectives, all correspondence between the police and I just stopped. After leaving texts, voicemails, and having my counselors try to get into contact with them regarding my case, I was informed that the case number I had was not anywhere in their records or files - it simply did not exist. My mother's alcoholism at this time was at an all-time high, and I was struggling to make it through school. My mother was behind on rent, barely pulling herself out of foreclosure, with hardly any food for us to eat. My father lived four hours away in a rural town. After becoming an outcast in school and losing hope with the authorities, I decided to visit my father for the first time in about a year, and upon visiting for the weekend, I decided I did not want to go back. I transferred schools, and enrolled into a home-schooling program, thinking THIS was going to be the turning point in my life. About six months into the move, I began displaying all of the symptoms of Bipolar Disorder. My father and his wife tried to help me on their own, but without professional help, it was no use. I ended up moving out temporarily on my own, which ended in failure. I was completely embarrassed, and decided to go back to my mother's. I quickly developed an addiction to xanax and alcohol, and soon found myself in another mental health clinic, being transferred to a rehab facility for three months shortly after. I celebrated my seventeenth birthday behind a cage, and promised myself that would be the last box I would ever keep myself enclosed in. I spent the next year struggling with my addiction after leaving rehab, only to end up meeting a stranger (who later became my abusive ex-boyfriend) whom, surprisingly, changed my life in the best way possible. This was my true beginning. I was offered the chance to assist his Cannabidiol company (CBD is the medical, non-psychoactive part of cannabis) with their launch. I even began taking the oil they sold for my mental illness, and was able to replace all of my medications with a small dose of their oil. It was the first time I did not have cravings, the first time I felt hopeful in years, and the very first time I was introduced to the concept of being an entrepreneur. I spent a year with the company after being a victim of unfair compensation and harassment, but I learned everything anyone would need to know to create a startup. I took my newfound knowledge and applied it to creating my own companies. After thousands of hours researching and persisting, teaching myself everything from library books and the internet, and a whole lot of blessings in disguise - I am now humbly considered an expert in my industry, and working with a hedge-fund to turn my dreams into an actuality. I like to think of myself as a lotus flower, because it took a lot of mud and harsh weather to help me blossom into the beautiful creation I am today. Looking back in retrospect, I don't think I would have done anything differently in my life because I've gained so much wisdom from it all, that whether my companies succeed or end in failure - I think I've gained the greatest treasure of all - more than all of the riches in the world could buy. I discovered what it means to finally believe in myself, and that's truly a Joy I will Treasure - forever.
Our greatest disappointment is not in failing to achieve our goals, but in failing to start them. \\" Anthony Foya's status read.\n\nMy head rested on an oasis of wealth and I didn't know it. Has that ever happened to you? You wake up to an idea you once had. It's brilliance causes the bottom of your belly to fill with butterflies. Your feet feel like running a marathon. Your mind races through time to an award winning ceremony. Your eyes race across the faces of those that doubted you. Your hair stands up at the magnitude of your imagination. Your tongue flickers with the desire to express the excitement rushing through you.\n\nIt doesn't end there. It takes you to another dimension of your own imagination. When one day you are like, \\"let me jus knock\\", you know the first expectation is you'll meet the Disappointments. A discouraging family with their children Why did you bother,? What did you except? Told you so! Fear, Disappointment and Lol. Or you could meet the Desires, children, How can I grow?, Need to train!, Need help! Praise, Faith and Dream bigger . The possibilities of who will open the door is not a probability game. It is emotion based and a mental decision, whose identity is finalized by expectation.\n\nWho we meet in life is a product of where we want to go, how much we believe in it and the amount of effort invested. Everyone has had that experience that only required you to believe in it one day longer, to push it one mile further and that person to make it one pixel clearer. That unexplainable source of energy to push you to work even more when your body would obviously give up. That faith that makes you believe more than a psychologist would deem healthy. That dream whose expanse is not limited by the immediate.\n\nThe actualization of success is the mobile dream at it's infancy, it's that blueprint only beknown to it's architect and those that can read it. It's the foundation and cornerstone to the bricklayer and the nursery room to newly weds. It comes to life at the first step of action despite the inervitabilties. No pain is forfieted, no possibility neutralized all mental faculties grind fear and doubt to fine dust allowing all dreams undeniability to remain the sieving basket.\n\nToo true as we have seen that the taming of ambition is the beginning of aging and sorrow. Dare to dream, dare to live, dare to make a difference. Do not submit to fear or doubt, it's neither healthy or productive. I am not going to tell you about how you'll make it if you try and give it your all, but even when it doesn't work, you will know something today that you didn't yesterday. You will gain more than you give . You lived, rather than not. Trails create room for experience, experience carves patience and patience a hope that knows no shame.\n\nGot an idea to make a difference? It is not the difference that we see at the end that will resonate change. It is the impersonation of the end that hastens it's arrival. What are you wanting for? Step #1 \\"jus try\\". Your choice to wait, is surrending your seat to one who has nothing to loose. Jus like you there have never done it before. Unlike you they'll know the difference.\n\nExtracts from \\"conversations with my future\\" by pmm2030
Dare to dream bigger and larger than you ever have before. Lifetime goals often are your most meaningful and important goals. However, one problem is that the achievement of these goals is usually far in the future. As a result, you may have trouble staying focused and maintaining a positive attitude toward reaching these goals. A career is one of the most important things in your life, and with the properly planned career and career goals, you will be able to achieve what you want from your career in the most efficient way possible. Tips for Setting Long-Term Goals • Be flexible with your goals. Instead, put your energy into pursuing other objectives. • Plan step by step what you can do right now. • Create a picture of where you want to be in life 10 years from now. • Think about what you need to do in five years, in one year, and in six months to get to your long-term goal. • After each monthly goal is achieved, look at your goals and adjust them as needed. • Set a personal milestone for yourself so you have something to work towards. Decide how to get to where you want to be. • Know your strengths and weaknesses. There are probably certain areas of life where you can better excel professionally than others. Here I am going to share with you five important goals that can be helpful for you as well. 1# Passionate about something We often have to choose professions at a very young age, and it's only natural that some of us will realize that they are no longer interested in their particular field after a few years. Have a passion for your goals and priorities them. Prioritizing means that you decide what is most important to you right now. All of your goals are important, but it's impossible to work on all of them at once. That you want to achieve like getting the higher degree. Setting lifetime goals gives you the overall perspective that shapes all other aspects of your decision making. Ask your self – What level do you want to reach in your career, or what do you want to achieve? 2# Goal for having a Financial Freedom How much do you want to earn, by what stage? How is this related to your career goals? Being part of a social group; having people to do things with; having close friends; making friends, drawing others near; having others to rely on 3# Improve your work life Balance The majority of people feel unsatisfied in the workplace. Usually, that is the result of too much pressure put on employees to improve performance while not receiving feedback or feeling valued. Doing the Right Thing - Like doing a good deed in your life. Caring for Others Care for others too. not just involve in getting your personal goals. To have empathy for what others are feeling; to listen to others; to make others happy or to please others. Make your goal to live life for others too. Stay motivated - Find someone to help you stick to your plan: a friend, co-worker, a job coach, or someone else. Discuss your goals, and check in with them when you complete steps. If possible, do the same for your partner! 4# Learning Specific Skills Is there any knowledge you want to acquire in particular? What information and skills will you need to have in order to achieve other goals? Do you want to achieve any artistic goals? “My goal right now is to find a position at a company where I can grow and take on new challenges over time and can build a career.” opportunities to develop my skills, take on interesting projects, and work with people I can really learn from. 5# Personal Choices Related to places you want to visit. The food you would like to try. The books you want to read. If you are a writer when you would like to launch your book. Or you can start your new business Own my own company . Introduce your brand. Developing a personal brand can help you gain respect and it can make you feel more involved in your work. Become Known as an Expert in Your Field To do that you'll need a strong presence and a powerful personal brand. And much more you can do. Many people are interested in creating something of their own, and if you are a visionary or have an entrepreneurial mind, then you definitely need to start your own business. But, to avoid having your company fail, make sure that you have all the skills and knowledge required before you take the leap. Conclusion Goals like these cannot be attained overnight. They require application and dedication to see them through to the end. “A dream is just a dream. A goal is a dream with a plan and a deadline.” Be specific about your goals. Don't scatter your goals by creating mess about many things that are difficult for your to accomplish. Set SMART goals that you can achieve after effective planning and focus one goal at a time. Be flexible in your choice if you confused about anything choose what is most important to you right now. As we cannot get anything as we desire so, change your focus on goals as your life changes.
Killers are NOT a psychos! Many people believe that murderers, schizophrenics, rapists and others are crazy and abnormal people. I certainly do not agree that all of the things that these people do are acceptable, but have you ever wondered what is actually (normal) in this world? If you stay on the term (normal), it seems to me that its as well as the term (psycho) can not be used with an indication of someone or something, and in general this term is used incorrectly. You can prove this by the fact that we create (normality) only by ourselves, and all the rules that we can limit or make strong, only in our heads. Similarly, (the normality) is only a common thing held by majority BUT not all. And then where does the rest of the minority exist? For example, if for me getting up at 10 am is known as the normality and for others the normality is to wake up at 8 or 9, does this mean that I'm crazy just because most of the people get up not at the same time as I do? Now back to the killers. Why they and other people of this kind should not be called abnormal? This of course is only a subjective opinion, but it seems to me that these people are more likely to be called narcissistic than (abnormal). The reason is that these people have a desire to kill, which of course many of us do not have, but does this mean that their desire should be called abnormal, even if it is not quite orthodox for us, and if they still kill someone, then they automatically become narcissuses because they does not think about others and what concerns them. After killing someone they just calm their willings and satisfy their desires without thinking that others may suffer from that. Another example is that for each individual the notions as (bad) and (good) may vary rapidly, for instance someone think that alcohol is a life-long taboo and a huge sin on the soul, and for another it can be a method of spending free time with pleasure despite the threat for health. So do those whom we used to call (abnormal or psychotic) are really not normal? They are only trying to satisfy their willings, but of course for us it is a terrible act. In addition to this, they can not be called (psycho), since the psycho is a mentally ill person, who are schizophrenics and neuroticans, while the killers simply display not common wishes and embody their goals in life. But if so, then even schizophrenics can not be called abnormal, because for them seeing hallucinations is a normality, however, they can be considered as a group of people with mental disabilities (psychoids). Here I'm not trying to protect murderers or criminals, I just want to say that the word (abnormally or normally) can not be used at all, because different people can treat different things as normal or not, depending on their desire and point of view.