Author Archives: Prez

To my Past Life Love , Flame and Everything beyond & in between the cosmos. My spirit ,soul & whatever light that’s left wickering always fines it’s way back to you. I don’t hope for this … i already know this. #SpiritualStalkerShit lol.

Raised by my mother the only father I know, I don’t hate the man that got her pregnant. If anything I thank him for doing us the favor by turning his back. Watched my mother work , abused an mistreated growing up by men she thought that could of filled that void for us. Little did she know she was the one I looked up too an admired for her ambitions to make certain that my siblings & I were well taken care of. Growing up was tuff as I got older I started developing traits of the same wicked men I swore to not be anything like. Karma and exposure to certain thing at a young age has a funny way of circle back to determine your endgame. But all you can do is learn from it an keep it pushing.

That is it.

I’ve been stuck in this loop and couldn’t seem to get myself out of it. I thought of her an started to remember. The thoughts run through the sky’s till the film reel spins out off control then catches fire. Then the memories of sadness brings the calming flow of hidden waterfalls in a wasteland of color. Everything is drowned an soaked laying lifeless in the pool that was created. The sun sets then the moon rises. Street light shines mixed with the milk like glare of the moon projected On the lifeless. Soon after sprouts a plant that somehow can be the answer to all broken promises. I remember i said with my last breath awaking…Then the nurse stuffs a handful of pills down my throat ..chased with tap water. Back to the loop I guess my only thoughts are maybe one day she remembers.

-Prez

When my tears touch the earth I feel a certain comfort from the universe & elements around me. -Prez

Someone called me a narcissist the other day, I looked at them crazy like bitch I don’t play with matches , what makes you think I like setting shit on fire?

-Prez

I gave my divided attention to some that didn’t deserve a min of my time. I gave till I was left without. I inherited burdens that didn’t have shit to Fucking do with me. I put some in a position to eat an stay feed smfh Because I put all the wrong people 1st.

Fyi I don’t need or want anything but for some of y’all to stay the Fuck away from me.

Dead to me is a understatement.

-Prez

Silence reminds me of Death, Suffering is one of the many feelings I associate with Death.

Next time you feel like your being pushed away or neglected in the form of Silence, Resist the toxicity. Speak out what you’re both feeling , get your points or side of the story across…Open Up / Talk /Figure it Out. Respectfully.

-Prez