Monday, March 21, 2005

Always in search of better

I was talking to a girl I've been dating earlier and we were mentioning how we need something new in our lives. Everyday we go to the same job, talk to the same people, doing the same work, take the same routes home, etc. My date was saying that she’d like to at least experience something different so she could realize that what she has is good. I understood what she saying but I told her I simply want better. I want a better job with better pay; I want a better home in a better neighborhood in a better city that has a better night life, and to talk with different people with different, deep views while enjoying that night life. In conclusion, we agreed that new friends would be the best solution.

The friends we have hardly ever go out. Maybe it’s because they’re now married or they’re just homebodies. The idea of us being homebodies is bugging the hell out of us. I want new things to do. I want desperately to move to Atlanta to experience something different. Then I want to move on to the upper east coast, maybe NYC, and then maybe California. Basically, I want simple yet constant change in my life. I want to experience new philosophies, live jazz clubs, and group discussions with young, intelligent minds over Monopoly or chess. Where I live, most of the people act very ignorant… very ghetto so it’s hard to experience any of this. It’s one thing to have a ghetto edge to ya but damn, does that side of you have to dominate everything you do? Many of my friends from my old block can’t even talk about the issues I like to talk about without “the man” coming into the convo and to be honest I’m getting tired of all the finger pointing when it comes to our problems. Given, often race does have a claim in many social problems but some muhfuckas put ALL the blame for the world’s problems on them White folks and I get tired of that ‘I’m the victim’ shit.

Anyway, life has slowed down to a crawl for me. I’ve been reading a good bit which is something I’ve always wanted to do more of but I still don’t think I’ve been doing enough socially. Having a good social life helps me spread my wings. It helps me grow intellectually. It helps in my overall satisfaction of life; it gives the smile on my face a damn good reason for its existence. I also feel that this satisfaction would be the fruits of my labor after all the years I spent studying calculus and physics related material. All I have right now is some… I say again, SOME financial stability, but that’s not enough to feel totally complete. Life really is short, I don’t give a damn what anyone says; we have to enjoy the shit and sitting in front of a goddamn television screen does NOT bring me any satisfaction. Blogging has helped some, however. It’s almost like a cyber café where all these intellectual and expressive minds meet to share their views on life’s issues. It still doesn’t beat the real thing though. I’m going to make it a point to start meeting some more folks cuz all this sitting at home shit… it’s for the fuckin birds.

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Blogger butterphli™ Recited...

man, i could really relate to this post (uh, except the part about calculus... man trig and calculus had my head hurting something awful). i love change... i like experiencing new and different things... i like to keep it moving. i plan on living in all (or most LOL) the major US cities before i leave this earth. you have to change or you die, feel me? i have to mingle with different groups of people because you can only learn so much from the people you are dealing with now.

and i SO feel you about people always talking about the "Man." that mess has got to be the lamest excuse. when i first moved back to Georgia, i met so many people who might as well had shackles on their feet because they kept talking about how the "Man" is keeping them from reaching their potential and that only white people can be successful. that literally made me sick and i withdrew from a lot of people because of that.

this was a really good read and it helped me to get on the ball in planning my next move.

8:59 AM, March 29, 2005  

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