Time of Death: 10:00pm Sunday, February 22, 2009
The Headline read: Tragic Death of The Stick-Up Kid. The Coroner’s reported that this death was not as unusual as it sounds; it’s actually very common in men his age especially when they indulge in such activity. The Coroner goes on to say that there should be a warning label on consuming too much of a dynamic, no nonsense woman and mixing with generic brands; as it can always be fatal. The Police report reads: Late Sunday night Officers responded to a series of suicidal text messages that a man wanted to end his life. The dispatcher failed at several attempts to get the man to call in to talk about it but he never obliged. Once the lead detective arrived on the scene they begin to search the area carefully wanting to be wrong about the man and hopefully salvage the situation. Walking through an abandoned house they noticed that the door wasn’t broken therefore they assumed it wasn’t a robbery but possibly the man was invited in. As they searched the house they found empty glasses with traces of Malibu Rum and splash of pineapple juice all over the house. As they walked out to the back of the house they found the man dangling from a hammock, strangled to death with his blackberry by his side with a flashing message that read, “be careful what you ask for, your sunshine has set.” The man was identified by an identification card in his wallet as Stick-Up Kid. The evidence proved that the man’s alcohol level for a “friend” was way over the normal limit. He had over indulged in Malibu and Pineapple and his glutinous ways had finally cost him. It appeared that the Stick-Up Kid hung himself with an un-used hammock fit for two. The classic case of over consumption of an “in the meantime” fix while he looked for a stronger addiction closer to him that would be easier to consume for HIS pleasure. He was warned about his consumption habits but he just seemed to want more and more without regard to how it would affect the people around him. It appeared that the man wasn’t fully aware of how strong a drug this was. He was told that if he succeeded in his addiction that it was with help but if he failed then he would be left with no clue why. It seems that this man didn’t want help to beat the addiction but instead wanted to enjoy the high without responsibility. The interesting part of the analysis was that the drug could actually be good for you if consumed responsibly and in moderation; however this young man seemed to have asked for more than he could handle. Only the best of the best, considerate, non-self absorbed and ego strong can handle this drug. There was a comment by an eye-witness from the Pittsburg Steelers: “It’s a shame this had to happen this way, he had so much hidden potential but got too self-absorbed to see what was happening to him. I’ve been down this road before so I could see it coming. I just didn’t think he would commit suicide like that; too bad he took more than he could give. I guess it’s true what they say; only the strong will survive. The article concluded with the following statement: Drink Responsibly!
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Without a second look, he disappears from her mind but later his kind words makes her take another glance and ponder on the idea of this man. Enjoying the attention that someone so far from thought could give so effortlessly, but all she could think was why he was trying to place himself on her radar. Riding the wave, she begins to get use to the idea of this man. Looking forward to his flirtatious text and sweet comments now and again, she found herself daydreaming of what it would be like to see him, touch him and feel him. Sustained by her visions of this man, she remained her distance yet curious. The idea of this man kept her from feeling lonely and uninvolved. As time passed, she begins to get tired of just an idea and wanted something more tangible. Frustrated with not being able to hold back her desires, she withdrawals in herself no longer content with just an idea. She realizes that she cannot make him what he’s not. Yet again she feels reeled in and thrown back ashore wondering why the idea of a man entices her more than the actual man.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
He never understood her rainchecks. He didn’t see it necessary to want more rest before an early meeting. He didn’t get the point of going to an afterhours diner after the club with the girls even though she wasn’t hungry; and he just didn’t like the fact that she would rather text than call at times. He often asked a lot of questions in efforts to gather info on her whereabouts all the while making plans of his own. He starts by planning to ask for his own raincheck when he is really just going to see someone else when she asks to spend quality time together. He mentions that he has an early meeting to deter her from expecting to stay over. After coming home at 5am, he explains that he had to sit with his friends at an afterhours diner while they ate because he wanted to sober up before driving. He text rather than calls her to say that he is going to bed early to avoid her hearing the other woman’s voice. Is it that they are alike and have mutual respect for each other? Or is it that her answers and actions cause him to think about all the times he has said the same things she has but did other things? He knows his lies work. He knows what she could possibly do with that extra time away. He is sure that she has the potential to think of another when with him and he is certain that she will simply deny any accusations and turn the issue on him if confronted. He knows her best but expects her worst; all because he reflects on himself. Guilty conscious’s of great minds’ do think alike.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
My name is no longer Desire but Adore. Do no lust lust after me but ache for me. I feed your soul as well as your flesh. I don't complete you, but enhance you. Fear escapes my existence and comfort brings us closer. Divided by space but joined by thought. Helpless in my Ora, submissive to my will and at ease to my touch. Silence speaks volumes....
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Can you provide me with an insurance policy for my heart? You want me to love you carefree but what’s in it for me? Loving without limits doesn’t come with safety precautions. Where is the policy that will insure my broken heart when you can no longer keep your end of the bargain and this thing we are doing dies? What’s going to ensure me that no longer being with you is what’s best for me and what’s going to consol me until the pain gets easier to bare? Your word? Will I get a loaner man that can stand in and provide me with what I need in your absence? Will my total trust be the high priced deductible that I won’t have the courage to pay when you tell me you made a mistake and had an accident? I’ve never been sure about the fine print so I think I will take my chances at reckless dating and try to avoid falling in love.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
What remarkable strength you have as you refused to be just another victim. You took your happiness into your own hands, wiped your tears away and took control of your life. Without the encouragement of family, the support of friends or the jealousy of others, you looked to GOD for your strength and rose up to your challenge. You have been seeking your lesson to learn, your challenge to conquer and your barrier to cross and now you have the strength to face it head on and make your own outcome. Strong woman you are, gentle yet sturdy, will not allow anyone to knock you down ANYMORE. Your self-worth is now realized, you value your happiness and demand what you deserve and what they deserve. You can do all things through him which you have the desire for. It will all work for the good.