My life in Quotes

2016 has been a year filled with wonder and amazement on the part of the human race... While we mourn the deaths of those iconic people, some riddled with drug addictions and some who's time has tolled with just failing health. I'll remind everyone that we all die. It's what we do with our lives and who we touch not about money and all the glitz and Hollywood glamour. There are still Wars going on in the world that have been going on for centuries and that's a reminder that the human race is bigger than one person or nation. We've seen our friends get arrested and hit with tear gas to express their frustrations with a broken justice system. We saw our livelihoods stripped away from riots which were to be peaceful protesters. Regardless of the bad, Charlotte is my home and I'm saddened by the bad, of riots and the government making making moves that took away chances to bring a better economy for a bathroom bill... For many 2016 sucked huge, so look to the fut

I tried I really did, please tell Mae, the barn... when it burned down and all they found was a jar of Mae's world famous applesauce sitting on a stump, I burned down the barn. It was the others, All trying to get me into their reindeer games. I was trying to hide and contemplate. I found a half eaten jar of Mae's applesauce, a lighter and a spoon. I really wanted to get into that jar of applesauce. It's the kind with the chunks. Now you say where does Mrs. Clause get apples from all the way up in the North Pole? Well from all you prick parents who don't leave Santa his penance of cookies. Oh you'll owe him twice the amount if you want to keep little Johnny or little Susie off the naughty list. So I tried to get into the jar, some how I just tried to channel my inner Mcgiever, Well all in all I burnt down the barn. Hooves weren't meant for spoons or lighters because I tried to light the lid and it hit the ground. It was a Zippo lighter so It stayed lit till th

When I came to this cross road I met this lovely young lady... She had no face, I could only see her soul. I knelt down beside her and said how is your soul is so radiant.. she said when you center yourself your state of being allows you to see all good an evil... She was the one meant for me, her soul was as bright as the sun,so I took the road to the left and never saw her again. the next day i came back and there was no light at the cross road but a black heart, what is the moral of the story? This is how I feel... no one is for certain who you will meet at each crossroad of our lives...so don't lose a chance to make something out of each crossroad. Then I picked up that heart put it in the pocket of my sleeve and wore it there for all the world to see...and walked across a tiny wooden bridge where I met a man with no soul just a mangled face... who wanted to by my heart in exchange he revive her, face the facts he said you can't look back only look forward give me your hea

From August 24th, 2016 You know how when someone is born you celebrate their life. Jasper Aaron Harke would have been 23 today. He was a great little brother. It doesn't matter about how he died, just that he was a really happy kid. For 13 years he was so charismatic and happy. He was ladies man and loved blonds. He learned how to use a computer so he could use it for school and fun. The therapists rigged it so he could use his finger to click. The cartoon he loved the most was sponge Bob square pants. Jasper had cerebral palsy, couldn't walk or talk but he was full of love. He would pretend to fall asleep when he didn't want to do school work. The teachers and therapists would be like, Jasper we are going to wrap it up and I guess we're done today. He would perk up and get caught. I loved that little guy so much. I said mom we have to take this new born. He needs us. I don't think I knew how involved he would be but he needed us. Just someone to give him a figh

You are a product of your environment. So choose the environment that will best develop you toward your objective. Analyze your life in terms of its environment. Are the things around you helping you toward success - or are they holding you back? W. Clement Stone That's the quote... most people take it out of context to say I'm not responsible for who I am after my after the age of innocence life. While growing up in one place or many places, being abused or being babied, or neglected by our peers or accepted and put on a pedestal it's about owning every moment that shapes us what makes us at 18, 21, 25 or 50 for our mid life crisis. We are always changing evolving. Saying things like I am my mother's daughter and refusing to accept change is like giving up on any room for growth. For instance that phrase is from this movie Spanglish, "Narrator: I've been overwhelmed by your encouragement to apply to your university and your list of scholarships available to

I voiced my opinion today. It wasn't eloquent but it was a start. I was sitting in the car with one of my very compassionate friends, when this happened. So this has been a very painful week for Charlotte. I've been having a lot of thoughts, feeling, images and people bombarding me with their feelings and opinions. I care, I really do, I sat at home trying to sort this out with my roommates asking me am I alright.  I am not alright. I walked during the daylight hours  to "my home away from home" Rooftop and it's only to survey the damage in the epicenter and the other parts too that had busted in windows that became boarded up. What good does it do to vandalize, steal and harm other's property or their lively hood. So do  #BLM , #ALM , #ServiceIndustryLivesMatter   and #CopsLivesMatter yes they do.  It's super frustrating. I feel like my head might explode. Here's why: I'm mixed, I experienced racism at a v

I'm weird, if you've known me for a month or 20 years... it shouldn't be a surprise. I get insecure at awful times and sometimes for no reason. I used to want to not be the nicest guy in the room. I have made New Year's resolutions to become something like an asshole. It happened not over night but the span of six years in the service industry. Being someone who I shouldn't be is taxing... I feel like I shouldn't be the nicest guy in the room but I sure as hell shouldn't be an asshole either. And think about this on a personal level who would you all rather I be. I've seen it all the way around what I'm like. I've hurt people, given more than I have to some, loved some, gone to battle for some and even disowned a few friends. I'm not perfect nor would I want to be. I'm always going to be me, ever evolving and ever growing.

People tell each other that love sucks... you know what it does! I don't care... I really don't... if you want to be in love and have a fairy tale wedding then by all means. If you want to elope that's cool too, save some money. I've had love at first sight, it was amazing, would I want it again, probably not but if it happens it happens. It still took work and it still fell apart. So does love suck... yes! If you've only been infatuated and not in love then sit down til you find someone who is willing to put up with your emotional wreckage. Lust/ infatuation isn't love. We will all get wrinkles somewhere on our body, that's when people get botox or just leave because they can't stand washing sand out of their lovers skin flaps... idk the person that sticks around and cuts your pills up when you're old is the person who loves you. Someone who cares for every word you speak and wipes your tears away is love. The person who makes you laugh when all