OMEGA - DAY 31

Welllll...   I did it.  A blog a day for 31 days.  Some may see a bunch of jibber jabber. Just Me..talking a bunch of hoopla.  Those...are the ones who are still in darkness.

Some...read...but still don't...see...what is written.  They fill in the blanks..with their own...interpretation.  They read Me...but don't..absorb...Me.  What they see..is not exactly what I wrote...thus...they think they know Me...and they don't know...shit.

While..others...the enlightened ones..  they read exactly what is written.  They understand the direction the words came from..and are going.  They don't add..nor subtract from the written expression.  It is...exactly what..it is. 

A Man's thoughts.   No hidden messages.  Not directed to any ONE person.  Yes..some are inspired by real life experiences.  But most...are just posts...based on thoughts...birthed by curiosities of the Mind.  I blog cause...it relaxes Me.  But..I also blog cause I want to leave a written legacy for the many who want to read about One Man's life.  His thoughts.  His humor.  His loves.  His...dislikes.  His views based on what he sees thru His eyes....as he looks upon this Earth...and all that is within it.

Some will get Me.

Most...won't.

And a few...won't even make it out the gate.

Its funny how people digest My words.  How they take from them...what they want..and leave the rest like peas on a kids plate.

Its amazing how a simple thought....can be viewed as a complex equation of misconceived and misguided information.  How......I can state a thought...and its seen...and a conviction.

We all...think.  We all...ponder.

But..not all thoughts....are rules...or laws.  They are simply...a thought.

When you evaporate all the liquid thoughts.....whats left...is a Solid...Concentrated...belief.

That belief is;...  I am GREATNESS.  I am...the Shit...that made...the Shit.  I am confident...confident enough to put a piece of My life out for all the world to read.  I am...not just a Child of Allah (GOD).  I am one of His Greatest Creations.  My Mind is deep.  My Soul is deeper.  My thoughts and Dreams...are born from a vast mix of Imagination and Intelligence.

I am much more that Good Dick and Expert Pussy licker.

I am much more than the life of the party...Mr...Keep em Laughing.

I am much more than Mr Come to and dump all my problems.

I am...fuckin AMAZING.

I am..fuckin AWESOME.

And if you can't see that...or feel that in My writings...

then fuck you...cause you don't deserve to Sit and Feast on My knowledge.

I dwell in the World beyond.

The OTHER SIDE...OF MIDNIGHT.

That Place where most fear.  Where Most dare not cross.  Cause to dwell in THIS Land.

You gotta be real...and you gotta keep it real

If you can't feel that.

Then you'll never...be felt.

THIS...IS DAY 31.

You've been given a map....

Lets see...who reaches the destination

and

who...gets lost.

Salaam.

All Praises to Allah the Merciful

DAY 30 - 10 THINGS I LOVE!!!

1.  I love really GOOD Conversation.  The type of conversation that has all the elements of goodness in it;  Exchange of Knowledge, Laughter, and a Cerebral Connection that makes time become absent in the Universe.

2. BBQ:  I love Me some really good BBQ.  Tender Meat..but..its all about the Sauce Mannn.  Oh...and the Potato Salad has to be on point.

3.  Booty:  Always have been a Booty Man.  Black Booty...White Booty.  Hispanic Booty.  African Booty.  Jamaican Booty.  Dominican Booty, Rican Booty.  Jewish Booty....and...some French and Italian booty.   I loves Me some ass.

4. Sunsets:  Its like...Nature paints a picture in the Sky.  The beauty of the colors....has on occasion...brought tears to Me eyes.

5. Love:  I love Love.  True Love.  Its like...a blanket of Emotional Security.  I haven't been in that kind of Love in a long while...but I can still remember back when.....I was deep in it.  Made Me feel...invincible.  Even when it dies....to have been in that State of Mind.....makes it all worthwhile.

6. People Watching:  I love to watch People.  People are soooo fuckin funny.  Just taking a trip to Wally World....can be like going to Disneyland.  I think that was the best part of My job.  Although I was seeking shoplifters....I had to watch...everyone.  Body language....is very interesting....and I can read it well.  I love...watching Humans do  their Human thing.

7. I love My Family.  Nothing more need be said.  The genes we share...are amazing...blessed genes.

8. Interracial Love.  The contrast of the skin color when laying next to each other....is fuckin lovely.  Oh...and if done by Candle light????  That shit makes Me shudder.  Its a beautiful thang.  Most don't know...but....the Interracial Passion....is.....on its own fuckin level of......Amazing.

9. BDSM:  Ahhhhhh.....if I could go back to the days when this Lifestyle was....free of bullshit and pollution...I'd go back..and then break the fuckin Time Machine so I could stay....for all eternity.  I love.....the Control.  I love...the feel of a well spanked ass.  I love...the salty taste of tears.  I love...the visual of a Bound woman.  I love....the audible...of screams and cries.  I love....the smell....of sweat...and fear.

Whew...  I think...I let My Mind take flight there for a minute.

10.  I love...Emanuel Chrisentary:  I am one hellava creation.  I love My Mind.  I love how most...misunderstand Me cause...I'm too fucking deep for their shallow Minds.  I love how so many...only see Me for My sexual skills...and miss...who the Man is.  I love how Women want...yet fear...Me.  Me.  A simple Being.  I love...how I can Mind Fuck a Monkey into thinking its a Lion.  I love...how I can make a Cashier wet just by looking her in the eyes...and asking how Much the asprin are.  I love how My Mind works....when I slumber.   I love every fucking inch of Me...and I love how folks find My Love for Myself....a negative thing.

Long Live the E.

This has been....30 days...of blogging.   One more to go....and My task...will be done.

May Allah bless Me to complete...My task.

Salaam.

DAY 29 - TEN THINGS I FUCKIN HATE

1. Store Employees who come have an attitude because their lives are shitty.  All I asked for was a price on an item with no price tag...so why they gotta get upset like I'm bothering them and ruining their day.  Don't like where you're at???  Upgrade the GED, Put down the Blunt so you can pass a drug test...and move on up in life.

2.  Tailgaters:  Seriously.  Riding My fuckin bumper is gonna get you there faster?  Nope.  Now...I'm gonna reduce My speed by 5 mph.  Running late?  Wellllll...next time get your ass up and out earlier.  I'm already 10 miles over the posted limit as it is.  Not gonna go higher cause of you.

3.  People who go thru the Drive Thru with 15 kids in the Van....and now you gotta ask each kid..what they want.  You should have done that before getting to the drive thru.  Now...I gotta sit behind you while everyone decided what they want...then don't want..then want again????  Fuck YOU...I'm parking and walking in. 

4.  Women who can't take a compliment:  Just cause a Man gives a woman a compliment doesn't always means he wants to fuck em.  So...no need to give Me the Gas Face cause I said your outfit or hair is cute.  Oh...and if I give a compliment....don't start telling Me I'm wrong and you  look a mess.  Ok...sorry..I was wrong..you're right.  You look like Steamed SHIT.

5. Women who go out looking all good with their sexy knock off outfits and their kids are dressed like orphans.  If you look good...kids gotta look good too.  Its a rule of life...go check out the book...and read it.

6. Waiters and Waitresses who overly Kiss My ass to get a good tip.  Don't check on Me every 4.3 mins and ask Me how things are.  Can't enjoy My food if I have to constantly answer their dumbass question.  If shit wasn't good...trust you....I'm gonna let ya know.

7.  Men who brag about their new Car...and about how they're about to go home and watch the game on their 55inch Plasma T.V.  .....  and they have all these Tennis Shoes in the closet with matching Ball Caps...and they out spending money they really don't have on Women...they will never get...and...

they aren't paying CHILD SUPPORT for their Children.

I hate you BITCH ASS PUNKS...the MOST!!!!

8.   People who talk shit about you behind your back...but won't DARE..say that shit to your FACE.   Fuckin Cowards.  Got shit to say bout Me...bring it to Me...don't talk shit about Me to everyone but...Me.  Oh...I know why,  cause the shit you're talking....is.....bullshit and a lie.

9.  Women who put scented powder on their pussies.  All I can say bout that is....ewwwwww.  Once a lil sweat gets go going...it forms a nasty ass paste.  And you want Me to lick...that?   Fuck You and the Donkey that rode you.

and...

10!!!!!   People who become soooooo Religious...they no longer enjoy the Gift of Life.  On top of that...they actually...break a lot of God's Laws as they become more...Fanatical.  They Judge everyone who isn't as deep into God as they are.  Wrong!  They tend to shun from the Worldly People and only deal with like minded Fanatics. WRONG!  And the funny part...the....really funny part...

They are the biggest...Closet Freaks...on this Planet.  Get at them the right way...and they will Fuck and Suck ya till the Second Cumming and Catch it all in their Mouth then beg to be ass fucked with no lube.   Next Morning...its back to....Uber Saint.

How do I know this????    I'll never tell. hahahahaha

Day 29.

DAY TWO ATE-THE SEX BLOG

This has been one of the longest Hiatuses I been on in a long while.  Its partially due to My inability to "want" to deal with the bullshit associated with getting some ass....and also....finding...a "like" minded individual.

Finding someone who is into the "rough" stuff....can be a task.

But...what kills the mood the most is;  The Bullshit.

Let me splain:

Now...this is gonna sound as narcissistic as all get out but....   when it comes to Sex and Intimacy...  I got MAD skills yo.  I can make the nuttless...nutt.  I can get deep..and bring tears to the eyes.  I got kisses that will leave spots on sheets...and My Tongue game....is the muthafuckin bomb.

And yes...I do have references. hahaha

My problem?  I don't just fuck the Body.  I love.  I...LOVE...to fuck the mind. 

And some....just aren't ready for a deep...penetrating...Mind fuck.

Some...aren't capable of handling someone who can dig deep in their psyche and bring out the locked away freak.  Usually when I get thru with them...they are an emotional wreck...and the body...is allllll sore and bruised.  And as much as they hate to admit they loved every sick demented moment of it....they do...and that further fucks with the Mind.

And soon...the bullshit comes...cause they can't handle the emotions.

So...now that 7.3 hours of bliss and choking and spanking and sweating and being taken from Lady...to Slutty ass Bitch..and Beyond....  has become a major cluster fuck.

My shit..runs deep.  I put it down....for the Underground. 

I will provide the sweetest foreplay on God's green Earth...and then...Take them to the Darkest most lovely World of Passion and submission.  I will beat that ass till the skin is so hot it could light a piece of paper and while I'm digging in those guts.....

I love...putting My hands around the neck....and watching the fear and passion in the eyes till the pussy makes that farting sound while its coming.

Those who truly know.....know that I go thru a transformation...from Me...to the "Beast".  That Sadistic Bastard women hate..but always come back to for more.

Right now....I want..ney...I need...to find someone I can let loose on.

Whoever it is....  I know they ain't ready.  Oh...they think they are.  They say they are...but in reality...

they ain't ready.

To Me...its insane to hate a Man cause He can bring out...AND...tame the freak within....but for some odd reason...

I am hated....cause I'm so damn good at what I do.

And I haven't even touched on all.....I do.

I'm not for the meek.

I'm not for the weak.

I'm not for the shy.

or the...

Mentally Confined.

And because of that....

I can't go out and get some pussy.....like going to the store for Milk.

I gotta work like the Predator I am.

Find a spot.

wait.

Find the "one" in the crowd

and pounce.

Right now...

I ain't finding shit.

not cool Man. 

not cool.

28th Day

Living for the Weekend - The Intermission

DAY 25- THEY NOT YO FRIEND FOOL

Hello Class.

Lets talk about the biggest error on Internet Social Networks.  I'm talking about..the "FRIEND" List.

Aside from the people you "really" know....the people you have seen and touched and looked in their eyes...

The rest...are technically...aquaintences.  You really don't know these folks.  All you know...is what you read on the profile and their posts.(which really isn't much)...and...you really don't know how much of all that info...is true.

Come on now...lets keep this real.  Folks can "make" up so much shit...online.  They can be...who ever...and what ever..they choose to be.  A Father of 5 can become a Father of 0.  Married can be Single.  Felon....a Law Abiding Citizen(which is a excellent Movie by the way)

Think about it.  The true meaning of...Friend.  Friends have your back.  Friends know you and you know them.  Friends have access to parts of your life that others don't.

These...Online Friends...have none of that.

So...when they fuck ya online.  When they talk about you behind your back...or lie on you...  Why get upset????  What "Friend"  bond did they break?  Absolutely..NONE.

So...now that you see they are fucked up as a person...you now know...they aren't true "friend" material.

So Class....remember this one simple rule.

Just because they are on your "Friends"...List, that don't make them...your friend.

Day 25.

TO FO. Smart Phone..Dumb Me.

Funny how technology is supposed to make us smarter.  Its supposed to make life...easier for us. 

Yeah...right.

I feel that technology is actually making the "Brain" dumber.  We use less of it.  Instead of getting a book and reading it... one quick search on the "Net" print it out...and BAM...we have just learned about The Current Economic Collapse and how it began.   All the hard research work is done for us.  Now..all we have to do is glance over the important parts...and we're done.

Even conversation is...mutating to...text messages.  If I don't have the fuckin balls to talk shit to you on the phone...all you have to do now..is send a text.  Funny how big folks balls get online and thru texts.  But catch their asses on the streets....and they...pussy up like lil bitches.

Now...as for Me:

Technology had made Me a frickin idiot.  I've actually lost....a part of My memory....all because of the Evil....

Smartphone.

I have 100 plus Contacts in My phone...and I can't tell you one of those phone numbers from Memory.

Right now..if something happened to Me and I was separated from My Phone...I could not tell you My Brother's Number.  I can't even tell you My Daughter's phone number....by Memory.

And before all this "technology"....I "had" to memorize those numbers.

Funny thing:  I can remember the plethora of passwords and passcode needed for daily life.

But My own childs phone number?????

Can't even tell you what the first three numbers are.

So....basically.....

I've become....dumber....because of My..."Smart"phone.

Ain't that some shit.

This...is day 24.