Really Ironic, To Be Frank
By Anthony Douglas Gere
Imagine, well don’t imagine, but this theory will and is about six (6) elements
that caused a chain of events that we all deal with one way or another, on many
levels. Its about me, my day, how I see life and more. Its also about a friend of a
friend of mine, a drug dealer, a faithful woman, children and a couple of other
things that are important, but not important to list. Now, as I woke up and
checked my email, I got this email from a woman I was seriously considering
to be with a while back, and in all fairness, just the wrong words were spoken
at the worse possible time on a very sensitive subject to me. The topic, money
and its importance. Now, what basically happened was that while deep into a
conversation, this woman said to me, "I don’t care about your wealth, cars,
homes or any things like that, I only want and attracted to you, the person".
Now, that may seem real and very up front, but to me, when she said that, she
was not thinking about what she was saying or meaning for me to absorb.
Think about this, what if someone said to you, they only love you, not your kids
or hobbies and or habits. You and what comes along with you, is a package
deal, you can’t break up the set, if you know what I mean? So to me, she was
basically saying to me, "I don’t care about CJ or what you have worked you ass
off for, I am only interested in you". Now I know a person and material things
are different, but my point is, if I worked my ass off for it and looking for
someone to share it with, shouldn’t they give a dam about it? That’s my
thinking, and right off the bat, my attention swayed away from her, and the
foundation on what was first discussed that was a pivotal point, was cemented
with my association with and to her. But that only came back later on today to
haunt me, as I got a call from a friend of mine, telling me about this guy that’s
cool with us, but not really in our inner circle. Well anyway, he was in this great
relationship with this very beautiful person, and he basically went outside of
the relationship for no other reason but just to be and see something, later on
he already seen, at her expense. So after she confronted him and basically
seen that he did this step outside just because, he didn’t even like the other
woman nor found her attractive in ways his wife to be was lacking, she knew
the battle could never be won, cause she cant fight a ghost that he can only
see and hides from her. He simply did it to do it for no reason, and had no urge
to do it and it was basically something within himself that he will always be and
have until he transforms into someone else. So after she threw him out of the
house, he basically was in between jobs and his money wasn’t the way it
needed to be. To culminate this issue and put it on steroids, he, after leaving
his now broken home, kept partying and basically went threw a few G’s he
didn’t have, in a couple weekends. Man, he should have at least went to Vegas I
later told him, and got his moneys worth in my opinion, because the shit he was
spending it on, had no hope on bringing him in a jackpot or anywhere closer to
where he had just left. So when reality set in, it found him and his son in this
very spacious condo, but the only thing, it was in Tha Hood. Now, I don’t think
tha hood is all that bad, but as I say that I also say, I have never lived anywhere
near tha hood. I mean since birth, I came home in a limo from the hospital, lived
in the elegant hills of Northern California with a nanny, and the most devious
thing I seen growing up, was on television. Now as I got older and got around in
tha streets with my friends from school and from other areas that shared the
same interest as me, I seen things that made me feel apart of them. But as far
as being the guy knee deep in it or ignorantly traveling down that road of reality
on a street level, I was on the other side of that coin in growing up, so my
definition of Tha Hood, is watching Boyz In Tha Hood, not being one of Tha Boyz
In Tha Hood. So as my friend told me about his situation and that he was feeling
a little low and asked about me with out his hand out asking for something, I
quickly jotted down his address, called him, punched in his address on the car
GPS and me and CJ went over there to see what we could do. Now from the
outside looking in, it really doesn’t look that bad, where he now resides. I mean
there are homeless and people walking around like zombies, but in California,
that’s normal, I don’t care where you live.
By Anthony Douglas Gere
Imagine, well don’t imagine, but this theory will and is about six (6) elements
that caused a chain of events that we all deal with one way or another, on many
levels. Its about me, my day, how I see life and more. Its also about a friend of a
friend of mine, a drug dealer, a faithful woman, children and a couple of other
things that are important, but not important to list. Now, as I woke up and
checked my email, I got this email from a woman I was seriously considering
to be with a while back, and in all fairness, just the wrong words were spoken
at the worse possible time on a very sensitive subject to me. The topic, money
and its importance. Now, what basically happened was that while deep into a
conversation, this woman said to me, "I don’t care about your wealth, cars,
homes or any things like that, I only want and attracted to you, the person".
Now, that may seem real and very up front, but to me, when she said that, she
was not thinking about what she was saying or meaning for me to absorb.
Think about this, what if someone said to you, they only love you, not your kids
or hobbies and or habits. You and what comes along with you, is a package
deal, you can’t break up the set, if you know what I mean? So to me, she was
basically saying to me, "I don’t care about CJ or what you have worked you ass
off for, I am only interested in you". Now I know a person and material things
are different, but my point is, if I worked my ass off for it and looking for
someone to share it with, shouldn’t they give a dam about it? That’s my
thinking, and right off the bat, my attention swayed away from her, and the
foundation on what was first discussed that was a pivotal point, was cemented
with my association with and to her. But that only came back later on today to
haunt me, as I got a call from a friend of mine, telling me about this guy that’s
cool with us, but not really in our inner circle. Well anyway, he was in this great
relationship with this very beautiful person, and he basically went outside of
the relationship for no other reason but just to be and see something, later on
he already seen, at her expense. So after she confronted him and basically
seen that he did this step outside just because, he didn’t even like the other
woman nor found her attractive in ways his wife to be was lacking, she knew
the battle could never be won, cause she cant fight a ghost that he can only
see and hides from her. He simply did it to do it for no reason, and had no urge
to do it and it was basically something within himself that he will always be and
have until he transforms into someone else. So after she threw him out of the
house, he basically was in between jobs and his money wasn’t the way it
needed to be. To culminate this issue and put it on steroids, he, after leaving
his now broken home, kept partying and basically went threw a few G’s he
didn’t have, in a couple weekends. Man, he should have at least went to Vegas I
later told him, and got his moneys worth in my opinion, because the shit he was
spending it on, had no hope on bringing him in a jackpot or anywhere closer to
where he had just left. So when reality set in, it found him and his son in this
very spacious condo, but the only thing, it was in Tha Hood. Now, I don’t think
tha hood is all that bad, but as I say that I also say, I have never lived anywhere
near tha hood. I mean since birth, I came home in a limo from the hospital, lived
in the elegant hills of Northern California with a nanny, and the most devious
thing I seen growing up, was on television. Now as I got older and got around in
tha streets with my friends from school and from other areas that shared the
same interest as me, I seen things that made me feel apart of them. But as far
as being the guy knee deep in it or ignorantly traveling down that road of reality
on a street level, I was on the other side of that coin in growing up, so my
definition of Tha Hood, is watching Boyz In Tha Hood, not being one of Tha Boyz
In Tha Hood. So as my friend told me about his situation and that he was feeling
a little low and asked about me with out his hand out asking for something, I
quickly jotted down his address, called him, punched in his address on the car
GPS and me and CJ went over there to see what we could do. Now from the
outside looking in, it really doesn’t look that bad, where he now resides. I mean
there are homeless and people walking around like zombies, but in California,
that’s normal, I don’t care where you live.
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