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Want to stop doing things that don’t work, go and love yourself

Stop Doing What Doesn't Work

Why do we do things that don’t work?

Why do we do things that hurt ourselves?

Why do we inhale poisons into our lungs?

Why do we eat poisonous foods everyday?

Why do we drink poisons for sport?

Why are we poisoning the earth?

Why do we hide the truth?

These just a few of the questions that I ask myself on a regular basis. There are so many aspects of our civilized society that just don’t make sense and don’t work.

This is apparent in the federal, state, and local governments. It is also the case on a personal level. Most of us do things regularly that don’t work.

We do things that don’t move our lives forward, instead we do things that hold us back or slow us down.

I want to know why and how has this become the norm. Why is it that we find the best thing to do the hardest thing to do? We have so many of us chosen to live our lives from our lowest levels of awareness and consciousness?

Why is it that we have such a hard time loving others?

The answer is simple, so simple that you might not believe it.

There is one thing at the root of all troubles and issues, lack of love, Mostly lack of self-love.

No love is sustainable without self-love.

Self-love is the foundation for loving others and the world.

 When you love yourself, you won’t do things to hurt yourself.

 We love the things we love and we hurt the things that scare us.

Here are a few tips to make your life work better

1.Take some time to really love yourself. Start by being grateful for every little thing in your life, including the things you don’t like.

2.Stop judging and assessing yourself and others, Judgment destroys love. There is no right or wrong, there just is. Judgment deems it right or wrong.

3.Trust yourself and trust others. The world isn’t a scary place. Be open to life.

4.Desire love and happiness for everyone else. When you actually put forth effort to generate love and happiness for others, than you will experience it.

Learning to love yourself is the greatest love of all. When you can love yourself, you can love others. When you are loving others, others will love you. When you’re surrounded by love inside and out, you won’t do things that don’t work.

So you should go and love yourself?

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Love Yourself

What am I going to do to change the world?

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What am I doing to change the world?

The brutal deaths of Philando Castile and Alton Sterling both occurred days after our country celebrated it’s biggest summer holiday, the 4th of July. A celebration of freedom and independence. Most of American were on vacation, enjoying family and friends, traveling to popular destinations and surfing social media.

When I saw the Alton shooting on Facebook, I was a bit upset to see another brother shot dead in the streets. The police are at it again, I thought to myself. Then I read that he had a weapon on him and was selling cd’s. Now I’m thinking maybe he was a street hustler and had be doing some dirt, which is why the police harassed him. Not that he deserved to be killed or even harassed, but that maybe he had some bad karma coming.

Point is that I found myself a bit numb to the whole thing. I felt disconnected to Alton Sterling and his family. I felt helpless and hopeless, like there was nothing that I could do to make a difference.

Because I believed that there was nothing that I could do to make a difference, I did nothing to make a difference. The only thing I did was talk about it to others and on social media.

Then when I saw the Philando Castile case and something struck a nerve. The difference was Philando was out with his lady and her daughter. I don’t believe he was into any nefarious activities at this time. Also in his case he was complying with the letter of the law and still lost his life.

I started thinking about how could this happen to anyone, not just a black man. What attitudes, beliefs, laws and social constructs need to be present for this type of thing to take place? Why is it that it only happens in this way with the police? Why is it that when the police who kill it’s almost never considered a violation worthy of Imprisonment, yet for citizens this same behavior would definitely warrant jail time? Why are the police so afraid of black people? Why hasn’t the federal government considered getting involved? Is the media playing these stories up? What the fuck is going on? And most of all what am I going to do about it?

The last question is the one that hit home the most. What am I going to do about it? “Mr. Change the world” can’t sit on the slides of the world series of systematic genocide and just enjoy the show.

So why am I not in the Game? Because I have stuff to do. I have to work, because I got bills, debts and I’m addicted to many things that cost money. Things like fancy cell phones, electronics, nice shoes, clothes, music and movies, just to name a few.

Once I get out of debt, get a little nest egg of cash in the bank and fill my house up with a lots of stuff to distract me from reality, then I might be ready to get into activism of some sort. Then I might have the leisure time required to get involved enough to make a difference.

Maybe I’ll get involved when my cousin, brother or best friend gets shot. Then I’ll be ready because I’m close to the victim. I’m sure that would raise my level of compassion to a point where I would support my brothers.

Maybe I will never do a damn thing because the truth is, I’m scared. I’m scared of the police and the government. I have never had a great experience with the law. I have had a few good experiences and plenty of horrible ones. I suffer from LEEPTSD, Law Enforcement Encounter Post Stress Traumatic Disorder. For Real!

I see the police and I experience anxiety, I get nervous and sometimes confused. I try to adjust my behavior, as to not draw attention to myself. I believe being black is strike one and being male is strike two. So it’s real easy for me to strike out and get flagged as a perp in the mind of a white officer.

My LEEPSTD keeps me from speaking out against injustice. Fearing that doing so would put me on the FBI’s watch list, therefore ruining my life forever. If I speak out, I will be persecuted, ostracized, label as an angry black man or troublemaker.

I do nothing, and I make excuses based on fear. That’s not who I want to be and that’s not who I say I am.

I am someone who wants to change the world for the better. I am someone that has the power to make a difference. I am someone that has tremendous compassion for my fellow human. I am Philando Castile and I am Alton Sterling.

 I’m going to do something.

Kill Your Past Before It Kills You

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Kill Your Past Before It Kills You

What would happen if you drove you car and spent most of that time looking in the rear view mirror?

First of all it would take you a long time to get where your going. You wouldn’t be able to move very fast either. Secondly you there is a high probability that you would constantly have accidents. And lastly when your looking in the rear view mirror, your checking to see what’s going on behind you, trying to make sure there isn’t anything to worry about, which causes you to worry and be fearful.

It’s clear to see that navigating your car form the rear view mirror would not yield the optimal results of driving. It’s safe to say that the same thing applies to life. Navigating your life based on your past wont yield your optimal results.

Therefore you must Kill your past before it kills you.

There is absolutely nothing you can do to change the past..

Live in the moment, now is all there is.

Is your past killing your or simply slowing you down?

Money can’t fill an empty heart

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Money can’t fix a broken heart. It seem like most people in America believe the money, above all other things, will make the biggest difference in their lives.The “American Dream” is based upon having more money than one needs.

Yes, Money can patch up holes in your house. Money can also easily fix a hole in your car, but no amount of money can fix a hole in your heart.

Yes, Money does bring comfort and a false sense of security, but money doesn’t create happiness and peace.

Money isn’t real.

If all money in the world disappeared today, only humans would be impacted. The rest of the living creatures of the world would be just fine.This is because humans have been conditioned to believe that money is needed to survive.

When you’re laid up in the hospital, your bank account won’t come visit you.Nurture your relationship, love people, not money.

Swim to shore, live to love another day

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At what point do you jump off of a sinking ship? There is an old custom of the captain going down with the ship. I actually get it. It speaks to the captains commitment to his crew and the ship.

As a leader I believe I should “Take one for the team”. There is also a line where my self preservation genes kick in and I start swimming for the shore.

I have noticed that many people stay on sinking ships until the water is up to their nose. Most of the time these people aren’t the captain of these ships, yet they remain until their demise.

What’s more alarming is that these individuals are extremely apathetic towards their situation. Not only are they choosing to stay on the sinking ship, they most often deny that the ship is sinking, or even worse, just don’t give a damn.

I see this phenomena in romantic relationships all the time. Some people will stay in abusive, unhealthy, dysfunctional, or unhappy relationships and do little to nothing to make them better.

The just sit there like Leonardo Dicaprio in the final scene of the Titanic, accepting there downfall as if they have no option.

As long as one can breath and think, there are options. I’m here to tell you that the pain and fear of jumping ship from an atrocious relationship, is always less than the pain and suffering of staying and drowning to death.

If your relationship is sinking, do all that you can to repair it before you jump ship.

Swim to shore, live to love another day.