
Tha Playas Involved
By Anthony Douglas Gere
This theory all started with me sitting in my backyard, holding CJ, looking at a
tree, a lawn mower, this man that was about to use the lawn mower, the grass
and time of day this all took place in. I mean if you go back and think about your
definition on being high in and on a mystical level, then you will be half way
towards this crazy as shit I am seeing right now. It is well known that I don’t do
drugs, smoke weed or care if you do. Now matter what I have tried to do,
wanted to experiment with or whatever, I am strictly, a mini-cigar and liquor
man. My thing that kept me from that life of drugs was never about me being
smart or lucky, it just wasn’t on my path while growing up, and the things that
took me to places people say they visit when they are high. I think my definition
of an artificial high, was substituted with the real thing that seem to come to
me naturally while traveling through life. So it’s not that I am lucky or anything, I
just never knew about drugs, until I was able to understand, the affects of
drugs. And by that time, things were working very well for me, and I could not
afford to alter my mind state, and felt no reason to change my course of living,
for a experiment I heard, takes you to places I am already at or just left, by my
accounts. So in starting this theory, know that it may me about one thing, but
what it is more importantly about, is the things that surrounds it. But there are
realities within dreams that we somehow forget about when entering into new
or what seems to be new, situations. There is the world we want to be in, the
one we don’t, the one we are heading for and then one we actually live in.
Finding your place, finding your space and time within each of those, is a key to
something special, I think (smile). I can’t really say I am sure, because I have
yet to master or venture into that arena on all levels. But from all indications on
the things I seen along the way in developing my senses for what I am and was,
is also calculating what I am strategically destined to be, and it points to this or
somewhere around that area that I find myself constantly reaching for. But the
game never changes, just the players involved in looking back and forward to
see where you are going and where you just left, so I have always tried to,
remain in a moment, while remembering to never forget, where I am going, and
why. And once figuring that particular thing out, it’s pretty hard to go back in
time with regret. I mean its not like you can yell or pray to anyone that didn’t
already warn or tell you, "Hey, I want my future back, give me anotha chance!"
You just have to live, learn, love and hopefully, survive it to live, another day, if
you realize the importance of time. So thanks for joining me again, and lets see,
if I can go, where I wish to, with you guiding me in your mind.
So as we venture further into this, let me first explain this like I am explaining it
to a two year old, and I will mention it again, at the end of this theory I wrote,
because a few things spawned this, and I feel it is important for me to
comment on it, because it means so much to me. Now as I am breaking this
down, know that I am doing this for me, not you. I want to explain it in this
elementary sort of way, and not for you, but to or for you, so that I can be clear
to myself, on what I am trying to explain so we both can understand it as
mature adults dealing with reality. So right off of the bat, know this, "I do not
think I am anyone special, but if you are reading this and I do anything with you,
you are special to me, and this is why and how I look at how I spend my time
and hope you do too. So I say to you, spend your time on things you feel are
worth your time, and in the aftermath, you will know why you spent it doing
whatever it is, you have done". Understand that statement, and please, read on,
if you don’t need to read that statement once or twice again. Okay, let us
imagine me talking to you like you and I are talking to someone else, about you
and me and how we interact. No, scratch that, imagine me talking to you like
you and I are on the same page, in sync and totally are on the same level about
something, and we are trying to explain it to someone that wants to know our
opinion on things, and we are explaining via third party as an example. Imagine
that, then imagine you and I are not you and I, but two people we are describing
to a person that can not see, and can only imagine things via our words.

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