Sunday, March 11, 2012

Feelings: The New Epidemic

    For the boy-crazy-cry-my-heart-out-retweet-girls-dictionary-every-damn-second-new-boyfriend-every-damn-month-open-my-back-window-when-my-mama-sleep-so-you-can-make-hot-passionate-love-to-me-because-i-love-you-with-all-my-heart-just girls...well this blog can't do much for you. You  need help that I am not certified to give. Try a doctor.

 Theres this thing floating around. The medical terminolgy for it is called "feelings". I call it "losing your self". Shit hasn't been this real since the swine flu hit America and everyone was trying to keep safe by carrying that small bottle of hand sanitizer. Feelings has even  hit the tallest and well built of gaurds and its purpose is it find the heart and attack it. (I'm not making this up. Google it). But what can we do. We women are suckas for the random "hey beautiful" text messages. That shit does something to our cheeks...turns them red. We're staring at the phone for minutes at a time wondering what to text back beacause we want to be cute but still sound mature, so after moments of contemplating we finally settle for the ":) hey wassup handsome. What are we doing today"

....Damn! I just freaking wrote "we". Why the hell did I say "we!" But the message is already sent. The damage is done.

   Feelings has made some of the strongest girls turn weak. Side Effects: SWV type weak. I've caught this virus  a few times before and Ive witnessed a pattern. You tell yourself  "im just having fun with this kid" and then one day when you least expect it you're wondering why he hasn't called. Pause. WHY ARE YOU WONDERING THIS!?  Feelings gives us this delusional thought that we should be expecting things from people who don't know what they're supposed to be giving. The Kaena that I work so hard to brand can crumble and fall into a million peices if Im walking around with no "hand sanitizer".

   Lets say we catch feelings on a good Sunday afternoon... randomly. Cause Love and Basketball just came on and you feeling something for your boo thang. You text him those four words...randomly. "I like you...alot" Then after you've realized what you've done you start to panic.Waiting for a reply is literally, physically making your stomach curl up into a ball. After what seems like forever, 1 minute and 4.5 seconds, your phone vibrates and it says "Thought you would never say this. Im feeling you...like alot"   But this...this is good. If everyones beeing genuine and honest...this is really good. Feelings make you dance,sing, laugh,smile, dream...love.

But. (you knew one was coming)

Why is "feelings" part of the top 3 most dangerous epidemics to hit the United States? (I swear google this...but you dont have to if you dont want to)

THE ISSUE: Both Men and Women catch feelings for the WRONG people. We fall for the ones that just were never meant to  have a significant place in our lives. We catch feelings and then give these people apartments in our hearts and let them stay there rent free. And if you arn't careful, the only thing worse than having someone break your heart, is them never  paying you back for that apartment they trashed and left for you to clean up.

(I HOPE THE METAPHORS ARE UNDERSTOOD PEOPLE, IM A POET. BEAR WITH ME)

   This is what we have to do. Don't catch feelings at all. Before you leave the house make sure you got your sanitizer. Understand that everything is a game and the person who catches feelings first...has lost. Be safe. Build those gaurds and be positive that they can withstand the toughest tornadoes ready to destroy them just to gain bragging rights.

"See those bricks on the floor...it used to be a wall. I did that." ...you dont wanna hear some shit like that through the grape vine referring to YOUR wall.

When God is ready he will send someone specifically made and designed for you. Then feelings will be safe to catch. No one in their right mind should be going around falling in love with anyone and everyone anyways. Thats just the side effect of THE THIRST. (see disclaimer above).

   One day, after really searching your soul and finding out who you are as a person, you will be able to make a concious desicion on which gaurds to hammer away for which people. Thats just some shit you learn with maturity and wisdom.





Image taken form The Feelings Foundation
Here we have a heart that caught feelings
and is struggling to recover.
...

Saturday, March 10, 2012

People Wont Like This

   I have come to the understanding that people will not like you just because they can. Just because its free of charge and requires no real explanation. People will wake up one day, read a single tweet that you felt the need to post and decide that your voice causes a significant interruption in their daily routine.


   They can't walk like you, talk like you, and most importantly think like you. People don't like that.
  
   But an artist has it the worse. The brain of an artist is wired in such a way that the millions of thoughts they possess in a minute will drive them crazy if there is no real outlet for them to utilize. They drift away from the norm. Not because being a rebel is cool, but because there is something in their soul pushing them towards what looks and sounds different. Oh how the true artist loves being called weird.


   People don't like that.


   But I bet the arteries that pumps blood to my chest cavity, that if a simpleton was givin the chance to be an artist, to create, to discover, to have an opinion that means something...he would take it within the seconds of a heartbeat.