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Men, Males & Boys
By Anthony Douglas Gere
The other night I was at home watching a movie. I had never seen it, but one of
my friends highly recommended it, so we went to the local video store and
purchased the dvd. It was a story about a man and women {they all are}, and
their perspective on happiness and total commitment. It seemed as though
many things out of their control drew them together, and out of comfortableness
and a connection that was based on things at that time, they felt they were
meant for each other and was in love. Now we all have different views on love,
and in most cases, it is how we were taught and the surroundings that limit or
create the resources we instill to that love and what it means to us. Now I was
with a woman that had violence in her home as far as she can remember, and
her mother gained attention by being unfaithful to her father. Her father, who
had issues with anger and the surroundings of negative influences driven by
alcohol and drugs, constantly attempted to mask his problems and took out his
frustrations with self on those most close to him. So basically, when her
mother needed to feel loved, she would stay out all night, gather un-needed
attention from the predators that feed off of the moment of short term fixes and
come home to her fate. Her father would beat the mother, and basically would
try to lower her self esteem and worth with violence. To them, this was love,
because an emotion was being displayed and passion followed near in the
aftermath. Many people never grow up, I am the prime example. There
was a time when I would be in a perfectly good and healthy relationship
and because things were going so well, I became bored and wanted to add
a spark, healthy or not. I was so looking for perfection that I was looking
above what it is and lower than what it's not. I was looking for personal
validation because I didn't know if I had lost my looks, my charm or could
win a stupid bet with my friends on who could pick up on the prettiest girl. I
think many women think they are not what the man wants when he is
unfaithful or the other person has something better to offer. Its not all
about that, it is though about the insecurities in the person that categorizes
him as a man, male & boy.
Now back to the movie we got. The reason this movie is important is
because I start drifting into a deeper reality of words and definition. I start
looking around the room in my house and thought of what I think of a
painting, what my friends think and how a stranger would view them. Its
like a movie because even though we all are watching the same thing, it
is in 3D, three dimensional because one movie offers each of us three
different views because of where we are in our lives. My friend Andre is
recently divorced, my friend Tony a playboy that if the relationship is longer
than an hour, we think something is wrong. Now me, I'm at a point where I'm
looking for Ms. Right, not Ms. Right Now.
By Anthony Douglas Gere
The other night I was at home watching a movie. I had never seen it, but one of
my friends highly recommended it, so we went to the local video store and
purchased the dvd. It was a story about a man and women {they all are}, and
their perspective on happiness and total commitment. It seemed as though
many things out of their control drew them together, and out of comfortableness
and a connection that was based on things at that time, they felt they were
meant for each other and was in love. Now we all have different views on love,
and in most cases, it is how we were taught and the surroundings that limit or
create the resources we instill to that love and what it means to us. Now I was
with a woman that had violence in her home as far as she can remember, and
her mother gained attention by being unfaithful to her father. Her father, who
had issues with anger and the surroundings of negative influences driven by
alcohol and drugs, constantly attempted to mask his problems and took out his
frustrations with self on those most close to him. So basically, when her
mother needed to feel loved, she would stay out all night, gather un-needed
attention from the predators that feed off of the moment of short term fixes and
come home to her fate. Her father would beat the mother, and basically would
try to lower her self esteem and worth with violence. To them, this was love,
because an emotion was being displayed and passion followed near in the
aftermath. Many people never grow up, I am the prime example. There
was a time when I would be in a perfectly good and healthy relationship
and because things were going so well, I became bored and wanted to add
a spark, healthy or not. I was so looking for perfection that I was looking
above what it is and lower than what it's not. I was looking for personal
validation because I didn't know if I had lost my looks, my charm or could
win a stupid bet with my friends on who could pick up on the prettiest girl. I
think many women think they are not what the man wants when he is
unfaithful or the other person has something better to offer. Its not all
about that, it is though about the insecurities in the person that categorizes
him as a man, male & boy.
Now back to the movie we got. The reason this movie is important is
because I start drifting into a deeper reality of words and definition. I start
looking around the room in my house and thought of what I think of a
painting, what my friends think and how a stranger would view them. Its
like a movie because even though we all are watching the same thing, it
is in 3D, three dimensional because one movie offers each of us three
different views because of where we are in our lives. My friend Andre is
recently divorced, my friend Tony a playboy that if the relationship is longer
than an hour, we think something is wrong. Now me, I'm at a point where I'm
looking for Ms. Right, not Ms. Right Now.