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So this is me making sure I'm keeping the blog

hot and continuing the writing engine

churning, producing something. Every Saturday

this is due so here goes.

It will be about me consuming mainly, what I’ve

seen on TV, read about, or done.

Therein lies some of the problem, Yes? Writers,

influencers, vloggers, bloggers, and the

like need to be putting out more content than consuming.

That’s how you build an audience,

a following, and besides, isn’t that the goal of any artist?

Is that what I am?

An artist? I am actually but it’s not you I have to convince,

I have to start producing like

I'm an artist and get off the boat of dreamers,

bring the imagination bag into the

land of the doers, ya know? So this is me doing.

Driving. Grinding producing.

The goal is every day giving unto myself

my craft by giving unto you,

the burgeoning audience.

Here we go.

Migos- So the Migos have a new album right?

(Culture III) I like it!

It takes like seven songs in

but im there! Should I be there?

Absolutely not! I’m consuming again not producing

but it’s a solid assist while I hit this ink ya know?

Them Lawrenceville boys took a minute to heat up

on this one but they got it.

That ‘Why Not?” tho! omggggg 

NBA Playoffs- My weakness: Sports.

My Gramma said some profound shit

way back in the day:

the successful person doesn’t get caught up in sports.

It’s like the gateway drug of escape right?

I mean I don’t do anything bad or illegal,

except that its a crime to blow the time

I have on the escape.

I say this for me and myself only,

take it for what you will but there is a book

that talks about going deep in on

whatever you are trying to learn so it can be ingrained in you.

Malcolm Gladwell says it takes

10 years to be an expert on something right?

So, it was with great pain I had to tell my crew

that I am consuming too much and need to be producing!

Real talk, it's simple math:

you are what you spend time on, at least for me.

If I’m not writing, I need to be reading or editing,

especially when that pigskin season come.

But the NFL owe me too right?

I don’t have a stake in the Colts or Pacers or any other team.

I do have stock and stake in these girls

and a beautiful grandson, ya dig?

It's going to take committing to what I’m chasing.

That shit can’t be part-time or a hustle anymore.

It’s time to make the Main thing the Main thing.

All that said, the Point God is eating they ass….

and he bout to opt OUT on a 47million dollar deal!

As Richard Fliehr would say ‘WHOOOOOOOOOO!’

The Boys-

So when I wash dishes at night and

everyone is in the bed,

I watch my Amazon Prime.

I finished season 2 of ‘Hanna’. Excellent!

You know I’m into the whole

Government produces super-beings.

It’s a huge part of my writing. Great storyline!

So the next thing I’m trying to get at is

‘The Boys’ based of course on the legendary comic book.

The first thing to do was to shake my TV show sidekick.

My wife is on a whole different schedule

than me! Lol. So I’ve finished season one solo

and started 2 on my own as well.

I like it. It was well written and gory af!

Enjoyable action.

I need to catch up to the Marvel series on Disney.

Health-I have a LOT going on in my house!

My daughter and now me.

I’m finally seeing about my own

10-year issue with an Esophageal Stricture.

Hopefully, this upcoming

Wednesday we can cross the street

and improve my ability to swallow.

Honestly, it’s been a clusterfuck for sure.

Taking small pills has become a chore.

I’m finally doing something about it. 

Word Blitz- I’m getting my HEAD kicked in!

That clock is a bitch! 

Everything else is good.

I appreciate you whether or not you read this.

I’m just trying to jumpstart this writing cause

I think I have some good things to share that

I get excited about. Come with me.

I’m going to introduce you to some interesting characters

and their adventures. 

Leave your thoughts if you wish.

I welcome and read it all good or bad.

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with previews, extras, and goodies galore. 

Catching up to:

Godfather in Harlem

Any and all movies from the last three years

Snowfall

Can’t WAIT until July for Animal Kingdom on TNT!

(it’s not Wild Kingdom, you missing out!!)

What I’m reading

Didn’t realize he passed last year. :( 

I’ll be digging into his stuff for the next few months.

It’s just a reminder to get producing or pass thinking

about what might have been for real

As always, 

THANK YOU for being you.

Sincerely and until the next go,

Chay

What's Left of Me

 

What’s Left of Me

Yeah I got something left

Something more than the last of my breath

Yep that’s me you hear weezin’

Sounds pleasin’ to you doesn’t it?

A dozen or so moments ago you thought me my last

But I’m GOD’s HIS is the will and I was built

To bend severely to HIS will

That means I’m damn hard to kill

Will I see another dawn?

Well that’s a song for a few more hours than I might have

I owe ya know?

What Ive sown I reap that which I owe and now gone

But go on I have and I am

That which I am

And ill be damned if I’m gone stop now

Ain’t no way ain’t no how

Not one for fear, not one to kowtow

Not known to bow to that which lies beneath furrowed brow

And somehow yet here we stand

Man to man reflection can

Tell nothing but truth you see…

I am what I am

Chay ‘21

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At The End of The Tunnel

 

Step into the light the white bright

That might signal that which is thine end

(By thine own hand?) Command you would

If you weren't prostrate

(No not Prostate although you need to get your ass up)

In a state of that place right flat on your face

The rain doesn't care that you lie down there 

In the somewhere 

The dark would welcome you today 

Plenty of places for which you can lay

and let die

Sobs go unheard echoed in silence for miles

Distanced from your smiles the whys

and answers as empty as your crys

All that pain.....? its just steps forward

Toward your peace but it cant happen if you cease

To be

Open your eyes so that you might see

Although you've fallen and dirty

You're just as worthy as anyone else

And sooner than you think 

Your date with destiny coincides

with the reunion of you and

the Sun.

Lovelight and happiness

as you become one

chay 2020

 The Song I Sing (Amongst the Starfall From Grace)

And they fell amongst the shards of stars as did I but

I did not die did I?

I'd fly but for the fourscore and scorch

Upon feathered tethered to the ground 

The frowned upon a once a time

Damaged maybe even imagined wing

So sayeth the song I sing

chay 2020

I'm Never Going Back

 I'm Never Going Back

I go right not left

I go North fuck South

I go naught back from whence I came

For thein lies the waste of thought

Of what was and what was wrought

I ought not burn any more currency

On that which is not currently

I am not that which I was anymore

The future say what I cannot yet hear

Yet any fear is burned in effigy 

Of what might’ve been the ‘Old’ me

While yet i am the Oldman

Ill take my chances with the deck reshuffled

With the cards in my new hand

And thus what I was aint what I am

Every moment forward I am 

A new man

Chay 2020

Sardines and Soundgarden

 So...Hi.

It's your favorite writer again. I've got a few things up my sleeve for this forum. Hopefully, you like them. I have an Episodic Series in the works. Meanwhile, I intend to fill the space with different things. Some will be mundane, some will be emotional (forgive me). Some will be rants and raving. Others will be future projects. Still, others will be the adventures of annoyance (personal). All of it is my version of reality TV. Poems, pisstivity, anger, and depths of love mixed with levels of me guaranteed to get on your damn nerves. Hopefully, it's enough to entertain and keep you in want for more of the good that comes of it. Tonight, in particular, I posted on my IG and my Facebook about me voting today. It was therapeutic and cathartically helped me dispel the heinous bullshit from my job. So it was definitely worth it besides the obvious importance to motivate and encourage others to use their one true power: voting. I'm not going to get into the politics of it. This is just about how today went and where I am with the writing. I needed some music and "settled" upon Cornell. If you hang around me long enough you'll hear me speak on music and its effects on everything and also how Chris Cornell helped me through a divorce. He also was the soundtrack for its trainwreck that followed and its subsequent phoenix-ing and new, much brighter days. So its Soundgarden and Sardines. Its sardines because I'm trying to eat better and the smaller the fish the less the mercury. (Although I'll probably only eat fish twice a week regardless.) This is my effort to begin the trek to the 125 years I often pray for. I'm 50 and honestly, the number hangs over me like the fucking death sentence that it really isn't. I'm working through it. I'm praying more even though my tongue is as violent as ever. (forgive me) One of the techniques I've come up with is to let the past be exactly what it is. I have turned into a Cornerback. Sure I get burned, but I let it sit in the back of the Nevermind. There, it doesn't get a tag or label. it gets a Hefty and I move the fuck on. So while looking up this and that (you know, "research" lol) I put on some Cornell, Soundgarden to be exact, the first album Ultramega OK, which is me right about now. I'm about to finish this 'Black Widow' comic and this album and head into tomorrow faithful that I'll give you more content to chew on and that I can survive the day. (is it always as dire as we make it?) I love you. keep reading. Keep hanging in there with me as I introduce you to new people, new characters on the journey with Episodic Fiction, the soon to be complete short story Le Doux Noir and maybe a poem or two. Let me know how you like what I put out and what tickles your fancy or makes you want to hate me even more. I love you and its Thursday in the ever-odd month of October.

Until we meet again,

Chay

Sadness At End

Sadness At End

Did it ever occur to you that

When you called my name with your eyes

That day so long ago I would be forever smitten?

Written in the Book of Love told tales of glory and bliss

That your miss would be reshaped to mrs. ?

The previous swings and flings and misses never stood a chance

At the romance your mischievous glance

Gave forth to where i would catch and ride a glimpse

And have put to rest, at last, the end of my bad choices

The madness of my sins

Chay 2020