<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437</id><updated>2011-11-28T00:58:08.821Z</updated><category term='rebirth'/><category term='truth speak'/><category term='jazz'/><category term='introduction'/><category term='positive'/><category term='michael jackson'/><category term='tupac'/><category term='karma'/><category term='random'/><category term='music'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='fight'/><category term='brazil'/><category term='life'/><category term='disappointment'/><category term='smile'/><category term='impromptu'/><category term='Seth Godin'/><category term='religion'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='football'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='writing'/><category term='love'/><category term='questions'/><category term='difference'/><title type='text'>Simply Known as TJ</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;b&gt;truth speak..not for the intellectually (or musically) challenged. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
"&lt;i&gt;intellect: The ability to learn &amp;amp; reason; capacity for knowledge &amp;amp; understanding.&lt;/i&gt;"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-7281036557397710873</id><published>2011-06-24T00:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T00:54:37.553+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impromptu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>A flying unicorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XyfS9wvOqb8/TgPQG_CfwnI/AAAAAAAABak/iEBvVa7bBC0/s1600/beautiful+sunrise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XyfS9wvOqb8/TgPQG_CfwnI/AAAAAAAABak/iEBvVa7bBC0/s400/beautiful+sunrise.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capturing the emotion of the moment isn't too hard. The expressing bit is the conundrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking from the outside, it can be termed ludicrous, silly, stupid, pathetic....well, you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only through experience that it can be truly understood. &amp;nbsp;After all, to make a difference and defy the odds and cliches, one has to be unconventional - "uncool".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the misconception of a passing moment,... or the commencement of a beautiful and inspiring lifelong experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wlTWfTqieiU/TgPROAZB3RI/AAAAAAAABas/8hgvOq3Dg5g/s1600/life-is-beautiful1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wlTWfTqieiU/TgPROAZB3RI/AAAAAAAABas/8hgvOq3Dg5g/s400/life-is-beautiful1.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it all makes sense. Not to the rest of the world of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anticipation of the next moment makes even the most patient soul watch the clock like a hawk stalking prey. &amp;nbsp;Experiencing the moment is like watching a well written script - too good to be true - surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like that dream you don't want to wake up from. &amp;nbsp;Like that childhood memory you want to re-live over and over again. &amp;nbsp;Like a cool summer breeze sunbathing along the Indian Ocean.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful mind, intellectually gifted, a refreshing soul, new found belief in the elements thought to be of a bygone era...setting the unconventional yet coveted standard....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D8uP5jvF_hU/TgPQH3QiJXI/AAAAAAAABao/HNGB2fSxG-c/s1600/Flying-Unicorn-unicorns-4856148-1024-768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D8uP5jvF_hU/TgPQH3QiJXI/AAAAAAAABao/HNGB2fSxG-c/s400/Flying-Unicorn-unicorns-4856148-1024-768.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen so may planets dancing, I've witnessed talking dragons and broke leprechauns, but never had I experienced a flying unicorn. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;It's absolutely fa-a-ntastic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-7281036557397710873?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/7281036557397710873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/06/flying-unicorn.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/7281036557397710873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/7281036557397710873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/06/flying-unicorn.html' title='A flying unicorn'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XyfS9wvOqb8/TgPQG_CfwnI/AAAAAAAABak/iEBvVa7bBC0/s72-c/beautiful+sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-8699654722909237526</id><published>2011-06-05T00:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T01:36:43.906+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impromptu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>I asked how she was.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AWdHVv9ZS5k/TerAnOXlYEI/AAAAAAAABXg/3nZ-Qe6WH2g/s1600/sadeye.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AWdHVv9ZS5k/TerAnOXlYEI/AAAAAAAABXg/3nZ-Qe6WH2g/s400/sadeye.jpg" width="367" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;..then she spoke of sad, lonely &amp;nbsp;nights and shed tears...my heart sank!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;All along the perception was of a graphic nonchalant attitude, pain free, relief, heartless....what a misunderstanding. Oh such hypocrisy in the judgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I was quite taken aback I literally fell back and sank into my seat. How could I have known? Wait - how could I not have known?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Life experiences maybe? Well yes. Definitely. Bias is alive and dictates &amp;nbsp;daily decisions. The hurt and disappointed had painted a cold and lonely word. A world where the core has turned into stone - lifeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;From the start it may not have been as clear cut, but the thin veil was transparent enough, and soon enough it was revealed. There was no way it could have stayed hidden/unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;So much in the too good to be true belief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Forced to confront all the hidden emotion, I sat there with that glass of Merlot staring at me like "what now?'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;A picture is coming together behind my eyelids I'm afraid to blink, let alone close them. How will I get through the night? questions and more questions arise. For the first time in a long long time, I'm stuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Its not from indecision on the feeling - that's rather obvious. Its "course of action".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o5Ahee310IM/TerA_QyhwiI/AAAAAAAABXk/Vh9EGRaaHTc/s1600/doubts_question_mark-225x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o5Ahee310IM/TerA_QyhwiI/AAAAAAAABXk/Vh9EGRaaHTc/s400/doubts_question_mark-225x300.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the c.o.a had been decided based on the earlier "assumption", so this new "situation" does not alter much in the desired end result, but provides another option, a different route on the c.o.a. And its the easier but harder route.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;It don't make sense. Well, its easier as its the safer option and almost guarantees the end result, but harder as the "journey" has to be endured through what most have generally labelled as impossible. The up-side - it ain't a game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The previously decided upon course of action - well the opposite really. Harder but easier. No guarantees, actually greater chance of failure, but its easier to endure the journey...and its all about "playing your cards right".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Enveloped in never ending emotion, a smile creeps upon my face. The smile that had recently disappeared in the midst of all the confusion. "I'm alive." this is what life is. The emotion, the feeling, the unknown, the unexpected, the tears, the joys and laughter, the questions, the quest for better-for the best-the rare quality.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s1eRNe5GxlQ/TerAV2FHRxI/AAAAAAAABXc/uzpLkWHbh4o/s1600/happy_face_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s1eRNe5GxlQ/TerAV2FHRxI/AAAAAAAABXc/uzpLkWHbh4o/s320/happy_face_.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its at that moment that I knew what to do. Nothing. No games, no plans, no questions....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Just embrace the beauty of the moment, and take it one day at a time...one smile at a time..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-8699654722909237526?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/8699654722909237526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-asked-how-she-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/8699654722909237526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/8699654722909237526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-asked-how-she-was.html' title='I asked how she was.....'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AWdHVv9ZS5k/TerAnOXlYEI/AAAAAAAABXg/3nZ-Qe6WH2g/s72-c/sadeye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-8769203589753837447</id><published>2011-06-01T12:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T12:54:11.941+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Impossible is nothing...even for a unicorn with a broken horn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When sadness moves, it consumes all and demands full attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5t-YOL3Zfw/TeYn56F_U5I/AAAAAAAABXU/R_3-sATivmM/s1600/Unicorn_with_the_Broken_Horn_Wallpaper_yykbl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5t-YOL3Zfw/TeYn56F_U5I/AAAAAAAABXU/R_3-sATivmM/s400/Unicorn_with_the_Broken_Horn_Wallpaper_yykbl.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reason,&amp;nbsp;known&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;unknown, the soul plunges deep into the dark abyss, the gravitational pull increasing with every descent - its no longer&amp;nbsp;free fall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A misunderstood mind,&amp;nbsp;misread, misquoted, assumptions,&amp;nbsp;quarrels, games, dirty games. Disrespect. Unforgivable deeds, inexplicable, shameless inflicted by a confused disillusioned mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. Forgive me. I&amp;nbsp;wasn't&amp;nbsp;thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathless, not Shayne Ward type, no, more CTB type. Joe Budden OLS3. Deep, unsolicited scenarios, a struggle between mind, body and soul..then in steps the heart. Watching from a distance, far enough to not be involved, but near enough to be considered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The healing power of community and creativity withstood the initial resentment, the "big bang". Then unfolds a saga of if's but's, maybe's...questions. Too vague and probably a result of comfort over sense. Evolution vs Revolution. Man vs machine. Good vs Evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamland?&lt;br /&gt;Lost in the abyss, scratching at the walls, an attempt at climbing up, broken dirt filled nails, T-Pain hair, dressed in rags, dry, parched lips, black knees, eyes accustomed to the darkness....Suddenly something shifts on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring square - the world stops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands tangled, minds in sync, a new path is discovered, a ladder to the top, a way forward, progress..till the second soul reaches the light first, looks back, reaches a hand, hold tight, pulls up a few inches, its heavy, but keeps holding on,...then lets go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness dies..&lt;br /&gt;Twas another dream that&amp;nbsp;ended&amp;nbsp;way too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reason,&amp;nbsp;known&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;unknown, the soul plunges deep into the dark abyss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sade insisted Love is stronger than pride, but few are&amp;nbsp;privileged&amp;nbsp;enough to be&amp;nbsp;in-depth&amp;nbsp;and versatile to the point of appreciating messages from a bygone era but would make today easier and more bearable - better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossible is nothing...even for a unicorn with a broken horn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-8769203589753837447?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/8769203589753837447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/06/impossible-is-nothingeven-for-unicorn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/8769203589753837447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/8769203589753837447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/06/impossible-is-nothingeven-for-unicorn.html' title='Impossible is nothing...even for a unicorn with a broken horn.'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5t-YOL3Zfw/TeYn56F_U5I/AAAAAAAABXU/R_3-sATivmM/s72-c/Unicorn_with_the_Broken_Horn_Wallpaper_yykbl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-5497534481872662195</id><published>2011-02-07T18:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-07T18:11:02.922Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>You will be criticised, and that's ok.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be criticised .. and&amp;nbsp;that's&amp;nbsp;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TVAzN1druCI/AAAAAAAABSM/VIJynPHdEn0/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TVAzN1druCI/AAAAAAAABSM/VIJynPHdEn0/s400/images+%25281%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently come across a few views based on those who felt it was their obligation to meddle into my business and leave their 2cents worth of opinion on the way things are. Cool. All this based, however, on folk who&amp;nbsp;haven't&amp;nbsp;the least bit of idea how things "really" are, do not know the thought process, the ideas, the success and failures, the struggle, the fight, the way forward - s&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;hallow in depth and have been taken over by the new world order based on whats "socially" acceptable, and standards set by an&amp;nbsp;obviously&amp;nbsp;failing society which is in need of a major upgrade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course some things do get to you - and sometimes you feel you have to explain yourself - if only for that moment - because we all want to be loved right? So i did speak my mind - be it in a not so calm manner at that time, and may have said a few words that upset a few - Oh well. But I got it out there and then instead of sitting on it and letting it kill&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;productivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having done that in the heat of the moment (which is necessary sometimes depending on the situation), took a moment to calm down, and then it hit me - "You can please some of the people all of the time, and all of the people some of the time, but you can not please all of the people all of the time." The cliche. So easy to forget and yet so true and very unappreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;No-matter what you do - there will always be folk who are not happy with that&lt;/span&gt;. Why? Well - the simplest thing - everyone is an individual, have their own opinions and believe in them as much as you do in yours. &amp;nbsp;What makes it worse is when folk looking from the outside and&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;really understand a situation (and they always think they do). So let them be - let them be entitled to their opinion. Do not let them change your values, beliefs and goals. Do it your way. And surround yourself with people with the same values - otherwise it will all just be disappointment after disappointment. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the criticism on board (the constructive bit that is - we're not perfect), take the hating on board - use it all as much needed fuel toward achieving your goals - and be happy as well, because clearly you are making a difference.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will always be criticism. People will set standards for you - and treat you in a way&lt;b&gt; THEY&lt;/b&gt; would never want to be treated, Its so easy to criticize everyone and everything else instead of looking deep inside ourselves and asking questions about our own lives. "Why am i doing this?" "For whom?" "Would they do the same for me?" "Am I happy?"&lt;br /&gt;"Who am I?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TVAzJHjSJhI/AAAAAAAABSI/pXtp2j5boYg/s1600/hater1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TVAzJHjSJhI/AAAAAAAABSI/pXtp2j5boYg/s1600/hater1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spend the most important years of our lives trying to "be something/someone" instead of focusing on being ourselves - and then &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"DO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; something. Today is the only day you have - live for it. Have a goal and a target - but be in a&amp;nbsp;situation&amp;nbsp;where if&amp;nbsp;you're&amp;nbsp;told you have one week to live, you wont sit and wonder "what happened to my life." Do not let your goals and targets stop you from living. - after all how many times have you changed your goals to adjust to life's circumstances? You should be able to say "If I die tomorrow, I'm fine, I been blessed". Do what&lt;b&gt; YOU&lt;/b&gt; want to do - be what &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt; want to be - and if&amp;nbsp;that's&amp;nbsp;a cookie cutter conformist who follows the masses changing with every "new" socially accepted trend, changing like the British weather, abandoning your true background and values - so be it. So long it makes you happy. Just&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;instill that on someone else. We are individuals for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive said it over and over again, and I think folk&amp;nbsp;haven't&amp;nbsp;really taken a second to really think about it, or think I were just talking outta my bottom : &lt;a href="http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-who-you-are-respectfully.html"&gt;THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IS RESPECT&lt;/a&gt;. Respect a fellow human being until they give you reason not to respect them. Then&amp;nbsp;we wont be so quick to criticize. Maybe then we can take a second to "listen" and understand without passing judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember - there's people who support and believe in you, and if you change your ways to suit the please those who not happy with you - then the folk who used to support and believe in you might will not be happy with you either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what you stand for - and stick by it. Life's too short to worry about&amp;nbsp;everyone's&amp;nbsp;opinion. Prioritize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/06/keep-smiling.html"&gt;And most of all : SMILE. Life's beautiful :) :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-5497534481872662195?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/5497534481872662195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-will-be-criticised-and-thats-ok.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/5497534481872662195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/5497534481872662195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/02/you-will-be-criticised-and-thats-ok.html' title='You will be criticised, and that&apos;s ok.'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TVAzN1druCI/AAAAAAAABSM/VIJynPHdEn0/s72-c/images+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-6799347615283468730</id><published>2011-01-24T17:23:00.010Z</published><updated>2011-01-24T17:54:35.246Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><title type='text'>Religion - In my opinion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TT22Hy3IzeI/AAAAAAAABRA/FCzKCyxDroY/s1600/religion-cartoon-salesman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TT22Hy3IzeI/AAAAAAAABRA/FCzKCyxDroY/s400/religion-cartoon-salesman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565804959528177122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, again I say it – I am a staunch catholic, but i ain’t stupid either.  Some things really do not make sense.  What do we know about our existence?  Why do we worry so much about keepin up appearances and impressing our peers and having everyone commend us for “doing the right thing” – “being religious”?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What’s most important is to live right as a person.  Respect should come first, because every religion places importance on some form of respect..so therefore we cannot go wrong.  If we respect the next person, there is no treating them bad, no judging them, no murder, theft, deceit, slander…u know the whole deal.  Respect and honour – I personally think a respecting person is better than the liar who go to “church” every single Sunday/Saturday or whatever day it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was having a conversation with a colleague earlier and they mentioned something that interested me “Why are Christians so quick to send someone to hell”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you know that this person is going to hell for whatever, for not “going to church” or for believing in Muhammad.  I say focus more on your relationship with God, and not be so quick to judge others seeing as it ain’t none of your business, and you have no idea what their relationship with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TT25zmJZbHI/AAAAAAAABRg/bzmccvmkmEw/s1600/hell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TT25zmJZbHI/AAAAAAAABRg/bzmccvmkmEw/s400/hell.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565809010564230258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I couldn't care less what the rest of the world thinks of me.&lt;/b&gt;  Long as I know that at the end of the day, my relationship with God is as strong as it can be.  Because regardless of what – it boils down to that, right – &lt;b&gt;the reason I pray is not so my peers can commend my acts,&lt;/b&gt; but so that my relationship with my maker is stronger, my faith is stronger, and I can live life as a complete human being – respectfully and honourably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, what you do every other day reveals the kind of person you are.&lt;b&gt;  Your actions, thoughts, dress code, presentation – your body is a temple – treat it and present it accordingly&lt;/b&gt; – instead of worrying whether the rest of the world seen that i been in church and have said a prayer once a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally i respect &lt;b&gt;more Muslims&lt;/b&gt; than I do some Christians – and I &lt;b&gt;highly recommend reading on Confucianism&lt;/b&gt; for a lot of my fellow Christians.  Hell, even the mafia had better code than most of us Christians.  I ain't trying to play holy or nothing – i’m a sinner like everyone else.  Just saying what i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TT244mGATAI/AAAAAAAABRU/U7oTzRYiyHA/s1600/taoismsymbol.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TT244mGATAI/AAAAAAAABRU/U7oTzRYiyHA/s400/taoismsymbol.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565807996937718786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 278px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been ridiculed and attacked for supposedly “worshipping Mary”, worshipping “The Pope”, “not reading the Bible” – all by people who do not get it.  &lt;b&gt;They see things from the outside and have no real understanding of what lies beneath.&lt;/b&gt;  If i was to google something – what would probably come up first is wikipedia, or some huffington post blog, or some perez hilton view – that don’t mean that is right or that is all there there is to know.  what about the link on page 15 of the search…check that one out.  Maybe we can learn something or else we’d rather shut up about things we do not understand.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know much about Buddhism, so i do not say much – i say what i know about Islam (which ain't much either), Confucianism, Taoism, Rastafarian movement  - as i read and learn.  That does not change me from my Catholic beliefs &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(which i will defend to the death)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – it opens my eyes and helps me understand my God and His ways and tools of making us live better lives.   I can boldly say a lifestyle based on Taoism is at the moment better than what we most Christians are living – especially excuses we come up with for starting new churches so as to explain and defend our everyday living.  It’s sad but true – Christianity is not as it was – it is no longer what it was meant to be.&lt;b&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Bible has been edited so many times, a Harry Potter novel is easier to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TT24G6XzfII/AAAAAAAABRM/PDztIMDHveg/s1600/confucius_02.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TT24G6XzfII/AAAAAAAABRM/PDztIMDHveg/s400/confucius_02.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565807143387626626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 396px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll quote Talib Kweli on this one :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Every Sunday dressing up, catching gossip at its worst&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Couldn't see the difference in the Baptist and the Catholic Church&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caught up in the rapture of the first chapter and second verse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If we all God’s children then what’s the word of the reverend worth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taught early that faith is blind like justice when you facing time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If we all made in God’s image then that means his face is mine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wait or it’s that blasphemy it’s logical it has to be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I don’t look like my father then the way I live is bastardy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Naturally that’s confusion to a young’n trying to follow Christ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taught that if you don’t know Jesus then you lead a hollow life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never question the fact that Jesus was Jewish not a Christian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or that Christianity was law according to politicians&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was King James?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And why did he think it was so vital to remove chapters and make his own version of the Bible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They say Hell is underground and Heaven is in the sky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And they say that’s where you go when you die but how they know”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say the Quran teach killing of the infidels.  My understanding and that of a few preachers and leaders I’ve read on is that the message is to fight those that attack you until you have driven them away so they are not in a position to attack you  anymore – things that many murderers get away with according to the new world’s constitution – self defence.  So &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;the word is misquoted, to justify attacking a group who clearly have a better and more religious lifestyle than ours&lt;/span&gt; – who show a better appreciation for their culture and religion than us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am not a nice person.  I am not a righteous person.  But in all I do – in all the nastiness and unrighteousness of my deeds – my goal is to bring an ounce of righteousness to this world.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If by the time I die I have managed to make at least one person understand respect and honour as more important than “mass opinion” –I’m content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2seconds 30minutes later, keep the smile on :) &lt;b&gt;Life's beautiful.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-6799347615283468730?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/6799347615283468730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/01/religion-in-my-opinion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/6799347615283468730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/6799347615283468730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/01/religion-in-my-opinion.html' title='Religion - In my opinion'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TT22Hy3IzeI/AAAAAAAABRA/FCzKCyxDroY/s72-c/religion-cartoon-salesman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-3590296115197340377</id><published>2011-01-23T01:03:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-01-23T05:19:45.924Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impromptu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='difference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive'/><title type='text'>All alone in a plastic environment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTuK64eRh9I/AAAAAAAABQk/TDa0FBgBQNE/s1600/bMcFTX757672-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;We all know someone in this situation. Its time to stand by the ones we care for.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTuK4FwE2WI/AAAAAAAABQc/LIugWLHFN_w/s1600/quitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTuK4FwE2WI/AAAAAAAABQc/LIugWLHFN_w/s400/quitting.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565194460767508834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All alone in a plastic environment sometimes it feels as if the world is closing in. Nothing makes sense, nothing comes together. It seems as if all the forces are conspiring to bring a whole bunch of negative aspects and the harder the struggle seems to be, the longer it seems to last. When you think you've reached rock bottom, the ground collapses, and next thing its quicksand all round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even feel like smiling, inside you feel like dying. Deep down you feel like giving up, because this world don't make no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTuK7fwwrHI/AAAAAAAABQs/8Na8MornRBU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTuK7fwwrHI/AAAAAAAABQs/8Na8MornRBU/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565194519289310322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 261px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A nonchalant approach to every situation because there's no hope for a tomorrow - let alone a brighter one. Live just to live, survive just to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-one knows your pain. No-one understands. They all say "its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;", and you wonder "Do i look retarded? Don't patronize me." Everyone pretending they understand, because they knew a cousin who had a sister who had a best friend whose brother's dog's former owner's brother's best friend went through the same. Was it really similar? Do they really understand. Do they really know whats going. Do they really care????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTuK64eRh9I/AAAAAAAABQk/TDa0FBgBQNE/s400/bMcFTX757672-02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565194508742789074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTuK7fwwrHI/AAAAAAAABQs/8Na8MornRBU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes living in a world like this is really hard if you don't comply. Really bad if you don't conform. Especially if you trying to make a difference. They say stand there and don't complain. Gotta take it that's what it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you take on, no mater what you do, no matter how hard you try, change seems impossible. The forces are against you. No-one believes in you. No-one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on. Look around - there's always a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTuK7bF7jxI/AAAAAAAABQ0/yB4qUChcJn8/s1600/never%2Bquit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTuK7bF7jxI/AAAAAAAABQ0/yB4qUChcJn8/s400/never%2Bquit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565194518035926802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTuK7fwwrHI/AAAAAAAABQs/8Na8MornRBU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTuK7fwwrHI/AAAAAAAABQs/8Na8MornRBU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;My heart's been broke for a while.  Yours is the only one keeping me alive.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-3590296115197340377?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/3590296115197340377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/01/all-alone-in-plastic-environment.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/3590296115197340377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/3590296115197340377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/01/all-alone-in-plastic-environment.html' title='All alone in a plastic environment'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTuK4FwE2WI/AAAAAAAABQc/LIugWLHFN_w/s72-c/quitting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-2317520314724896933</id><published>2011-01-21T00:58:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-21T01:08:39.834Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Get off your bottom and work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://inoveryourhead.net/a-moment-of-clarity/" target="_blank"&gt;this interesting post&lt;/a&gt; from Julien over at &lt;a href="http://inoveryourhead.net/" target="_blank"&gt;InOverYourHead&lt;/a&gt;. Yes it is an old post - but how oh so relevant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time spent procrastinating is overwhelming.  Instead of working, there is always this "&lt;b&gt;analysis&lt;/b&gt;" period with most. "How to be more effective.", "How to be more successful at what task.".."How to get results."..so much that at the end of the day we'll all be expert analysts, but average (at best) at implementing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTjbTBkh2aI/AAAAAAAABPw/LJflOmNDV7M/s400/procrastination.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564438459501894050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One way one can never go wrong is through trial and error. Reasonably so.  There is no point in pursuing an impossible task and implementing worthless methods, when it's clear from the onset that the result if failure.  Instead of finding out when its "best to publish", how about publishing and then find out when its best to advertise/spread the word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you get more readers on Monday than Saturday, how about you publish your work on Thursday, find out later that its better to post on Monday, and then just re-share on Monday when there is a larger audience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things are just so simple. This ain't rocket science folk. &lt;b&gt;Get off your bottom and get some work done.&lt;/b&gt;  That's the only way you can make a difference - not by analysing and investigating ways of making a difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-2317520314724896933?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/2317520314724896933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/01/get-off-your-bottom-and-work.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/2317520314724896933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/2317520314724896933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/01/get-off-your-bottom-and-work.html' title='Get off your bottom and work.'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTjbTBkh2aI/AAAAAAAABPw/LJflOmNDV7M/s72-c/procrastination.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-5688005960530814744</id><published>2011-01-19T22:38:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-01-20T01:15:09.548Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>A New year - Time to Change The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTd1mB8h3vI/AAAAAAAABLE/pZxFDiCxpHU/s1600/newyear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TTd1mB8h3vI/AAAAAAAABLE/pZxFDiCxpHU/s320/newyear.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564045160857329394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yuup&lt;/span&gt;, its my birthday again.  My new year starts today, not on the usual Jan1 like most. Due to the constantly changing stories behind the calender, I feel I shouldn't be following someone e&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lse's&lt;/span&gt; set standard on when its time for a "new beginning" - so I chose my birthday, makes more sense that way I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for reflection. Well, I cant honestly put all my dirty laundry on the web &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; but to sum it all up - I'm glad the year is over.  Hasn't been an easy one. Mostly disappointments, thought there were a lot of positives and life changing experiences/encounters (positively).  Most things weren't in my control really - so guess maybe it was in the stars that I was going to have a not so epic year.  Which brings a thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the risk of being labelled a hippie - positive vs negative energy? I know. But think about it.  Maybe i started the year in such a low note, all positive energy was sucked out and I ended up attracting negative energy. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cliché&lt;/span&gt;??)  Thus meaning so long as it was that year, I would subconsciously move myself toward the negative aspect of anything - even if there was a chance of the positive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or was it just a shitty yea??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;None-the-more, the years done and its a new one. New beginnings, resolutions..blah blah - the usual bureaucratic Jan 1 statements. But no long-term resolutions for me. Have decided to take it one day at a time.  And a man with no resolutions might as well walk about with no purpose and head for whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its about short-term (daily/weekly/pushing it - monthly) resolutions.  And let the next one be as a result of the previous one. Taking it not just one day at a time, but one resolution at a time.  That way the year wont end, and on Dec 31 (or day before your birthday or whatever day you make your resolutions) we sat thinking - look how I failed at achieving that. if only i had noticed that 11 months back I could have done something about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The simplest element that's always taken for granted is how unpredictable life is.  Life does not follow our plans. sure enough, we can try and do a lot towards turning it our way - but at the end of the day there are so many things we cannot control, and therefore meaning we have to alter and adjust our existence to life. Not life set-standards (by general people), but events which no-one can control. Death, birth, rain, snow, tax (that's a bit debatable but well)..the inevitable so to speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So starting with the first resolution - I"ll make it a weekly one. Nope - I ain't saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;..but hopefully with time the results will show clearly on here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just had an epiphany. A lotta things need to be changed. The problem with plenty folk is they do not understand.  So its always a case of explanation after explanation - and I know no1 is worth it - if they don't see it - they don't, but my God, do I love to prove people wrong lol. I know- "how modest" - well, maybe folk shouldn't be so quick to judge. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking it one resolution at a time, adjusting to situations, staying positive and giving the best, its time to change the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yuup&lt;/span&gt; - I said that. Lets change the world (and no I ain't no hippie :) ) And lets try and get that paper while we're at it yea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/timonjr"&gt;Twitter : @timonjr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-5688005960530814744?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/5688005960530814744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-time-to-change-world.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/5688005960530814744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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but you know it's gonna be all right&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna run and we not givin' up, no, we gonna fight&lt;br /&gt;If anybody ask how we are let them know that we all right&lt;br /&gt;But when the time comes you gonna shine so bright, let them see your light&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;KEEP YOUR HEAD UP!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-7149256325828213811?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/7149256325828213811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='truth speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Rest In Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TGNGcdEaXZI/AAAAAAAAA5E/pkzEe6TQOVo/s1600/RestInPeace.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TGNGcdEaXZI/AAAAAAAAA5E/pkzEe6TQOVo/s320/RestInPeace.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504320624230292882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Remember Uncle Joe and good ol Aunt Sheila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Way back in 04 when i was a mofo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tony brushed shoulders with Joe on Solomons' dancefloor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;thirty years Tonys senior but eyes on the same gal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Who won - obvious, Joe's car cost 3 times Tony's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Had dude's lil gal asking "Who's Tony?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Word : my nucca Tony tony couldnt take this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;"i Love her tj" he said " what imma do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im thinking "Gawd Damn Joe, you did it again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aunt Sheila, she knows, she forgive him again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Been too many weeks since Sheila's "lil friend" came to town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Routine check at the doctors, She pregnant again :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;But wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Doctor Silas aint smiling like before, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gosh, thats a frown, whats wrong this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Sheila dear, we need to do more blood tests"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;"white blood cell count low, Im sorry it aint looking good"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;A bit later its confirmed its HIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;"In a few more months it'll be full blown AIDS, Im sorry" as aunt Sheila wept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Uncle Joe is quiet, knows its his fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Lucky Tony" I thought - when the news came in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Damn, Aunt Sheila, Im sorry, but am lost for words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tears trickling down her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;My Phat Farm t her napkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;No words came out, i just held her tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Lets say a prayer" I said " God aint blind"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;"You good people aunt, I cant accept this - this aint the end"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Charisma" group meetings on Fridays at church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Uncle Joe - he coming with us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Good Lawd, HIV brings you back down to Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Father Gabriel prays - we do rosary everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;They say, Father Pachibora is coming to town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Father P comes, and lays hands on Aunt and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Uncle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Years pass, aunt and uncle still here and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;looking fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;A trip to the doctors, What, theres no more HIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;A happy family, we got everyone smiling again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;But WAIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Uncle Joe, is coming home late again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Damnit, this nucca be cheating again.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Running around town - yes He lying again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;The HIV is back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;At least this time Sheila had him strapping it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Joe had a 2nd shot and threw it down the drain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Good folk still meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Prayers on everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;But Father P aint coming again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;"I gave you another chance, and u wasted it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;away" God said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;"You cant throw away the gift of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;nucca you take it or leave it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;So Uncle Joe's no-more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;another relative gone, another tatoo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;another name sprayed on the car back window for a month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Another family shattered in tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;another night on my knees and another name added to my prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Another name chanted when we pour out the liquor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;DAMN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Rest In Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-8504614429832257200</id><published>2010-08-09T16:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T17:00:44.852+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>Yes you....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TGAl_gstWjI/AAAAAAAAA44/DJ2OcXFdWVE/s1600/love1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TGAl_gstWjI/AAAAAAAAA44/DJ2OcXFdWVE/s320/love1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503440517686188594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're just too good to be true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cant take my eyes off you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You feel like heaven to touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH, how I want you so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're just too good to be true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You smile will brighten up my day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With you it's heaven here on earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart was captured by you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cant find the word to express&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just how much you mean to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel I'm 13 once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feelings so Innocent and pure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even the stars that're up above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come out and dance when you are near&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sun will shine for all day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There will be no more rainy days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing's impossible with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holding my hand and leading me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or be it you pushing me through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Any barriers in my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kinda lady I wanna show off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'd put a smile on my momma's face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd be the envy of all men&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once they know of all your qualities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honest, Truthful, Committed, Trustworthy, Sweet, Calm, Spirited, Confident, Charming, Gorgeous, Respectful, Loving, Honorable, Sexy (HOT), Intelligent, Wise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna hold you for so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH, How I love you so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, you're too good to be true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I cant take my eyes off you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need you, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if it's quite alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need you baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To warm a lonely night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want you baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To stay with me and let me love you baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trust in me when I say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE YOU BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-8504614429832257200?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/8504614429832257200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/08/yes-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/8504614429832257200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/8504614429832257200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/08/yes-you.html' title='Yes you....'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/TGAl_gstWjI/AAAAAAAAA44/DJ2OcXFdWVE/s72-c/love1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-7335262436656097117</id><published>2010-05-28T01:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T06:23:25.782+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impromptu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='difference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>A Story told in so many stories : edited version</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S_8SBK0-AfI/AAAAAAAAA4c/o2c_RUURw98/s1600/story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S_8SBK0-AfI/AAAAAAAAA4c/o2c_RUURw98/s320/story.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476115483201503730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's musical - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what it is.  You'd have to understand to understand, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; if you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; understand, then you wont understand.  An open mind helps. Prejudice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dosen't&lt;/span&gt; help. Google might come in handy. Urban dictionary probably more than should be needed.  Banter, banter, banter, subliminal shots, sarcasm, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The standards set were too high - unattainable and unrealistic some complained - out of this world some said - foolish and stupid they said - naivety was the conclusion. Or was it just a fear of the possibility of achievement of set standards and therefore a non-conforming mindset - OUTCAST?&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nowplaying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tupac&lt;/span&gt; - Unconditional Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"its hard to live this life without God, so we must ask for forgiveness"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i believe - I know some are shocked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; go on about it - but yep - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;staunch&lt;/span&gt; Catholic here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"perhaps its just a fantasy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like U2 sang "stuck in a moment, that you cant get out of"..and not necessarily because you cant get out of it - but because it is the best moment you have ever experienced and you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to get out of it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You must remember that tomorrow comes after the dark"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For you will always be in my heart. It's Unconditional Love. Sometimes it seems as if it cant possibly get any worse - and it does - and then it seems like its the end of the world...until that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; glimmer of light shines through the crack..like a rose growing from a crack in the concrete..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Eternally my mission is to be more than just a rap musician"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brings back that whole catch 22 notion - nothing ever turns out how we want it to..and we play the cards we're dealt. Cant always get a royal flush now can we. Make the best of the things we have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;nowplaying&lt;/span&gt; "touched The Sky - Dennis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Ferrer&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I touched the sky because of you. If she/he makes you feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ike&lt;/span&gt; you touched the sky - like Impossible is nothing....she's/he's a keeper..oh, and if "she" loves football, or at least watches it with you..a keeper (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;)..i had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt; that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;nowplaying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;MeatLoaf&lt;/span&gt; - I Would do anything for Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..but I wont do that..and that's give up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my obsession with music continues - from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Saosin&lt;/span&gt; down to Bob Marley..faithless to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Tupac&lt;/span&gt;..Kenny G to Scooter..every bit of music made. Why? Because music is the universal language (forget football)...and wherever you go, whatever you do, whoever you meet - they can understand some form of music - so if you cant express yourself - but are musically endowed, then it can make things easier..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Impossible is nothing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If music be the food of love - play on! If music be the food of LIFE, make more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;music for thought - Just to Be Different - Joe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Budden&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-7335262436656097117?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/7335262436656097117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/05/story-told-in-so-many-stories-edited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/7335262436656097117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/7335262436656097117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/05/story-told-in-so-many-stories-edited.html' title='A Story told in so many stories : edited version'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S_8SBK0-AfI/AAAAAAAAA4c/o2c_RUURw98/s72-c/story.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-3511570175119926300</id><published>2010-05-26T01:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T02:01:57.149+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impromptu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='difference'/><title type='text'>What happened to individuality?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S_xycy5z3lI/AAAAAAAAA4I/nInzHkobaEw/s1600/The-new-Tories-must-be-different.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S_xycy5z3lI/AAAAAAAAA4I/nInzHkobaEw/s320/The-new-Tories-must-be-different.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475377086001831506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a minute. There been changes, encounters, experiences, thoughts, ideas, actions, time wasted - but life goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway - been reading about and came across a few interesting topics on the complexity of humanity. Ok - i made that up lol..just wanted an opening line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth though - life's one complex cycle (yep - it is a cycle - you enter the world in diapers and leave in diapers). The problem is we trying to simplify it ( set rules/conform) and not embrace the complexities as an epic journey of experiences, trials and tribulations - write a book about it encounters - and ultimately the one encounter that defines the rest of our forever - the life changing encounter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This whole pro (this and that) bullshit is based on a certain trend of conformity, and trying to define existence - making everyone live life through the eyes, opinions and ideas of one "thinker", "King", "philosopher", "writer"..when anyone can sit down, write a book and logically explain their points - with non-existent facts with enough reasonable doublt to make them believable..and who knows. maybe society 120years from now will be based on those principles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What happened to "we are all different. Every person is unique" blah blah. Are our lives already predefined that we need to follow a certain process/procedure to get to where we need to be?  It dont help with society changing and adopting to shallow, dumb and senseless standards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course we want change - but what kind of change. Kerry or Obama change - there's a difference there. Sometimes we need to filter whats acceptable and what trailer trash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read a few pro-"women independence" blogs - based on the sole purpose of uttering a few not so positive remarks on today's man.  What a bunch of bull. Im sorry to say - but just because you have had bad experiences dudes - probably because of you taste/bad choice/poor standards...- it dont make it right to diss everyone - and yet when you called the B word - its "hell hath no fury like a woman scorned".  There's a cool trend on the bad boys/naughty boys - and once the lil gals are done with this and want to settle - they wonder why they keep attracting the same type'o folk. We been watching - and the good folk would rather stay away from the trailer trash that dissed em and ran with the rowdy bunch...cuz twas cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What happened to being the one lady who never had to go through a bunch of rowdy lil boys, lost in a world of physical atrocities with no morals..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok - Im ranting now..so I'll stop...for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets promote individuality. You are your own person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(written in bed of the top of my head so bear wit me - grammar and all :-) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-3511570175119926300?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/3511570175119926300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-happened-to-individuality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/3511570175119926300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/3511570175119926300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-happened-to-individuality.html' title='What happened to individuality?'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S_xycy5z3lI/AAAAAAAAA4I/nInzHkobaEw/s72-c/The-new-Tories-must-be-different.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-2608553053315086768</id><published>2010-04-30T23:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:50:15.721+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>Catch 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S9tegfypuDI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/VSoJnFhmCUk/s1600/catch22_toles.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S9tegfypuDI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/VSoJnFhmCUk/s400/catch22_toles.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466066485127002162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes it's worth a shot - sometimes it isn't. Sometimes it burns - sometimes its too cold. Sometimes it hurts - sometimes it's too good to be true. Sometimes it seems like you've finally got to the point where you want to be - till you get to the point where you're meant to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday there's a new path, a new road, totally oblivious to your "plan".  We sit down and decide after this, then that - but after this - that is never part of the options. It's always if's and when. The notion that one day it'll work out and be like we want it to be is nothing but a facade - a dream that keeps us from being miserable facing reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However - the earlier we face reality - the earlier we can achieve true happiness.  There is blind conformity and acceptance of living a dream - or facing reality and achieving happiness through the simplest of thigs - the fact that few if any of our dreams ever come true - we gotta live with what we have, accpet reality, and find a way to achieve happiness from the cards we're played. Life is what you make it - after you accpet what it makes you to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a catch 22 - either you lose or you lose. Gotta find a way to achieve joy through the losses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And smile. It wont kill you. Whatever you going through - it could be worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-2608553053315086768?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/2608553053315086768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/04/catch-22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/2608553053315086768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/2608553053315086768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/04/catch-22.html' title='Catch 22'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S9tegfypuDI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/VSoJnFhmCUk/s72-c/catch22_toles.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-287978415068781725</id><published>2010-03-25T21:56:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:05:00.334Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impromptu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='difference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Be who you are - Respectfully.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S6vd-L-NqNI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/j9j_3TcctQU/s1600/honesty_integrity_respect_frosted_glass_mug-p1684425025642387932ln8n_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S6vd-L-NqNI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/j9j_3TcctQU/s400/honesty_integrity_respect_frosted_glass_mug-p1684425025642387932ln8n_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452695834297477330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever realised how everyday we seem to be doing things we are generally expected to do, or by the set rules and conforming to "accepted" standards? My goal in life is to leave a memory-even if it were to last for just an instant-something that no-1 else has done, or do things no-1 else will do, or approach things in a unique way. Failure is a result of following standards set by other people who went out of their way to find what is comfortable for themselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the sooner we realise that each individual is different, then the sooner we can be able to stop for a second, make our own rules, and live life according to our own set principles. We need to find what is comfortable for ourselves, what makes things easy for YOU. Who says what is appropriate to wear for what occasion, who says what is appropriate to say/do, who says what is the best way to treat any set situation, who says when, how, why, with whom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who matter don't mind - and those who mind don't matter! I am not in this world to live up to other people's expectations, nor do I feel that the world must live up to mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Respect is the most important aspect of humanity. If you have respect for someone/something, that'll determine your response/actions towards that element. All we need to make this world a better place is respect. This builds integrity and honesty, and everything else is a by-product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-287978415068781725?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/287978415068781725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-who-you-are-respectfully.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/287978415068781725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/287978415068781725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-who-you-are-respectfully.html' title='Be who you are - Respectfully.'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S6vd-L-NqNI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/j9j_3TcctQU/s72-c/honesty_integrity_respect_frosted_glass_mug-p1684425025642387932ln8n_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-8701069152408400753</id><published>2010-03-07T12:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-07T12:06:06.367Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>That's what she said...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S5OWjxfkkXI/AAAAAAAAAx8/RkvZD_IN0lg/s1600-h/thatswhatshesaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S5OWjxfkkXI/AAAAAAAAAx8/RkvZD_IN0lg/s320/thatswhatshesaid.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445861915746406770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm a victim of society, circumstances made me who I am.  Was I victimised of just willing? Am I victim or is it just an excuse.  I can't tell, but all I know is growing up, at some stage, me head got lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The focus was on the limelight, the bright lights, nice clothes, nice cars, fancy dress nights out.  Show and tell, stories, of fancy things and nights out.  My best friends, were just like, gotta get the limelight - so all these nights out, meant something till lights out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nights cold and lonely, once the shine of the limelight, is gone, dead and buried as I turn the lights out.  A time for reflection on the important, priceless moments and beings.  A memory of a day when we spent some time - you made me smile, you gave me hope, you made me laugh - I felt special, wanted, needed, respected, honoured, loved...It didn't seem so clear in themidst of all the bright lights, but now it is - cuz I'm wiser and can see byond the limelight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if I could take it alback I wouldn't - I'd want to but if that's what it takes to lead me to you - then I'mma let it be."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When I think of you, I always get this warm, wholesome feeling, like I'm at home - u make me smile, and that's just a lil reflection of how you make me feel inside."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, that's what she said.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-8701069152408400753?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/8701069152408400753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/03/thats-what-she-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/8701069152408400753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/8701069152408400753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2010/03/thats-what-she-said.html' title='That&apos;s what she said...'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/S5OWjxfkkXI/AAAAAAAAAx8/RkvZD_IN0lg/s72-c/thatswhatshesaid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-1927087964521845446</id><published>2009-12-02T01:20:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-03T03:16:56.473Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rebirth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>To believe or not to believe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I don't get "some" of this new age bullshit (some makes sense, but some is just bullocks). Pardon my french, but really - whats wrong with believing.   The rewards of believing is eternal life - and the results of non believing is..nothing - we die and turn into dust.  So if people wanna live their lives as believers, let them be and if they are right then they will reap the fruits - if they are not , they'll just turn into dust and that's it. Whereas, trying to change believers so they can "enjoy" the "worldly crap", if it turns that that's right then yea, dust ., coo, but if it's wrong - unending burning in hell.  What the flip.  Let people be. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;believe, let them be, live your life the way you want to.  if they try change you - its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, say no, but being a reasonable human being, one should know there is the possibility of them being wrong right.  So before trying to change someone, why not consider the consequences of our beliefs being wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if those who believe turn out to be right, then the reward is endless joy in paradise, if they wrong - nothing- if the non-believers turn out to be right - nothing, but if they wrong - HELL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say people scare you into believing. YES YES YES.  Ever think that some people do believe in AIDS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about it.  Would you rather be wrong..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just saying....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-1927087964521845446?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/1927087964521845446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-believe-or-not-to-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/1927087964521845446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/1927087964521845446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-believe-or-not-to-believe.html' title='To believe or not to believe?'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-1957022542915454913</id><published>2009-10-28T15:11:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-10-28T15:26:27.790Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impromptu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Forever Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I had a dream... No I ai't trying to be Martin Luther on this one, I literally had a dream, Monday night, and there was an encounter with Hitler. Shocking, absurd, weird, or whatever, but well, it happened - and still my stuborness shone in the presence of such a sick mind.  Dont't really remember all the details - but jus that I was on the wrong side of his - and were to be executed - publicly. The dream didnt end well, and woke up sweating, screaming, mumbling prayers and I love you's lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow - since the encounter with the Fuhrer, Ive had a strong feeling of rebirth, like I have been given a second chance.  Seems a part of me really did die with that dream - if not all of me - and I was given a clean slate - to start all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know many may view this as absurd.  but life is what you make it right.  You believe what you want.  We all want to make our lives better than they were before, improve and be better personz, whether spiritually, emotionally, intellectually, or in our shallow material needs.  whatever you hold high on your priorities list, we all have a reason to start anew, afresh.  A near death encounter, a dream, the birth of someone close, son, daughter, niece, the death of someone close - anything.  Do not be afraid to start your forever today.  Each moment can be manipulated into a sign to start anew, a reason to believe again, a clean slate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's appreciate life, and take everday encounters and moments as a sign to begin your forever today.  If forever began everyday, everyday can be a fresh start.  Wouldnt you wanna wake up everyday and feel fresh, brand new, reborn, like the world is in your palms, like you a brand new person with a brand new chance to redo all the things you done wrong - take each task with a brand new enthusiasm....Impossible is nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3OHAj43K-BM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3OHAj43K-BM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wake up each morning and remind yourself - Forever Begins Today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-1957022542915454913?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/1957022542915454913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/10/forever-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/1957022542915454913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/1957022542915454913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/10/forever-begins.html' title='Forever Begins'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-1075397676198599473</id><published>2009-10-16T02:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T02:40:57.314+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impromptu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love, Lotus, Soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/StfNYVoYFQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Cda9eVyMroA/s1600-h/love+lotus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/StfNYVoYFQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Cda9eVyMroA/s320/love+lotus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393004896806507778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he was a young grown dude,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a lil too grown for his age, he had it all going on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a fresh, brand new start,the closet was clean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not that it was too dirty from the start,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it was a real new start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she was a young lil gal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just outta her teens but seems her mind was still there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she had it all going on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sum lil old dudes, few grown old dudes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;couple lil young dudes, so his was a brand new style,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;something new going on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;something fresh for the book,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she got her game on day 1,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;young grown dude smitten, forgot the set standards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she had him all glowing at first,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seemed he had her all glowing too, but was it all an act?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he thinks he in love, cuz she say she think she in love - you need to slow down dude, dont rush..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someone should have told him then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he got his swag back/on now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trying hard just to fit in, with the lil cool dudes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trying too hard to impress, got lost just right there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hypocritical, character suicide,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now he just stuck back trying to rebuild,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while she be running wit them other dudes, or maybe got another thinking they in love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you need to slow down lil dude, don't rush, somebody just told you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"She want you more if you didn't care for her, but since you care for her, she dont care for you.  Don't spoil the good person with a good soul for her."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't sell yourself to fall in love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-1075397676198599473?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/1075397676198599473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-lotus-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/1075397676198599473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/1075397676198599473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-lotus-soul.html' title='Love, Lotus, Soul.'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/StfNYVoYFQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Cda9eVyMroA/s72-c/love+lotus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-658052006027192528</id><published>2009-10-10T12:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T12:51:05.794+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rebirth'/><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/StB1GGUBGGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/uVSMPThejEY/s1600-h/hello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/StB1GGUBGGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/uVSMPThejEY/s320/hello.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390937501596719202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello. Allow me to re-introduce myself. My name is, TJ, and it's so nice to meet you.  It's been a long time. Sorry I been away for so long, I never meant to leave you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the rebirth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-658052006027192528?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/658052006027192528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/658052006027192528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/658052006027192528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/StB1GGUBGGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/uVSMPThejEY/s72-c/hello.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-569739581054095940</id><published>2009-10-10T00:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T10:34:06.099+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You never know till you know.  Or maybe you just never know. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once i n a lifetime, there comes a person, or people who make such a difference, it's impossible to classify them as just a passing "friend", "crush" or waeva society may decide is the best "title" for them.  Thus leading to a bunch of emotions, hopes, wishes, beliefs, changes.  At that moment, you wonder the reason for the encounter.  And it aint so easy when there's circumstances making the situation more unbearable..like..distance.  You try and detach and it dont help, cuz every second thing is somehow linked and reminds you of the "encounter" so to speak. has it become an obsession?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new book am reading is "The Zahir" by Paulo Coelho, and I read a commentary about the book which said "How far would you go for your obsession" Move to London? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So its been a while since I wrote, but nothing has changed.  Still the same views, propositions, hopes and wishes.  Maybe yes a few "to do's" have been fulfilled. But the ultimate seems to be hanging on, waiting for me to "grab the bull by the horn, and move to London" :-)  Sometimes it's all about the leap yea. Leap of faith. or not? Especially when you dont know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what to do.???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-569739581054095940?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/569739581054095940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/569739581054095940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/569739581054095940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='......'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-2707594625632046726</id><published>2009-08-06T22:30:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:44:00.611+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='difference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointment'/><title type='text'>Do we set ourselves up for failure/disappointment?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Have you ever fallen for someone out of your league?" "Have you watched The Obama Deception?" "Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Eminem&lt;/span&gt;..." "Chrome Operating System!" "King &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lebron&lt;/span&gt; - what happened?" "Will this be Liverpool's season?" "This could work." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Microsoft&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bing&lt;/span&gt;." "Please let it work." "I'm sorry."  These are all words/phrases/questions that have either been passed on to me or have been going through my head in the past few days. Questions, doubts, regrets, hopes, worries, what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;if's&lt;/span&gt;. What If? If only. Damn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SntNO7C_x9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/oJEj4qS42gY/s320/disappointment.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366968299705845714" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I am finally coming to accept that I was a temporary inhabitant , there as a favour, like someone who finds himself in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; mansion, eating exquisite food, aware that this is only a party, that the mansion belongs to someone else, that the food was bought by someone else, that the time will come when the lights will go out, the owners will go to bed, the servants will return to their quarters, the door will close, and he'll be out on in the street again, waiting for a taxi or a bus to restore him to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mediocrity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; his everyday life...I'm going back, rather part of me is going back to the world where only what we can see, touch and explain makes sense...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heron Ryan. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Paulo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Coelho's&lt;/span&gt; "The Witch of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Portobello&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do we set ourselves up for disappointed.  Do we guarantee our own disappointments?  Day in day out we are faced by situations that need decisions to be made.  Expectations to be set..  How do we set ourselves for disappointment, hurt, guarantee our own failure?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dating : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Date/try and date/fall for someone out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; your league and therefore will never see you in the same way, wishful thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Try the long distance thing, believe the long distance thing will work, fall for someone far far away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Date/Fall for someone of different race/religion, thus different beliefs, constant arguing and fighting, or just wishful thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Goals and Objectives:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Believe Cleveland can win the championship (King &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Lebron&lt;/span&gt; anyone? - remember the Cleveland Curse?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;career choice - take on what we cannot manage, what is beyond our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;capabilities&lt;/span&gt; or what we do not love..all for the love of money or status - save face..pride?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Arsenal or Chelsea win the Champions League (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; - oops, had to take that shot..it was laid on a silver platter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Standards and Expectation from relationships and friendships&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"All you have is yourself.  Nobody cares. Nobody. Can't trust no-one dude" - this statement was drilled into me so much if i had no character &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; be more lost than i am now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Expecting truth honour and honesty from all relationships - apparently that's of a bygone era.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Expecting total commitment - seeing as everyone got pride and is scared of being hurt, there's always some form of holding back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Unquestioning trust - do we really trust or do we constantly need proof?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SntNU7i7sqI/AAAAAAAAAPk/8auE7SvGt7M/s320/disappointment+(1).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366968402919010978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Politicians:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;have you watched The Obama Deception? he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; no saviour.  Disappointed - but this one instance I can say I set myself up..how could i possibly expect him to bring any change..seriously?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Coalition &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Goverment&lt;/span&gt; in Zimbabwe - like there would be any progress with Mugabe involved..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;smh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Ahmadinejad&lt;/span&gt; - one moment he speaks sense - the next he seems confused..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Movies and Music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The taking of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Pelham&lt;/span&gt; 123 had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Denzel&lt;/span&gt; and Travolta - disappointing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Eminem's&lt;/span&gt; Relapse..dude..come on. Enough with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;wierd&lt;/span&gt; voice..only works with a few tracks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So do we need to lower our standards..or expectations?  Do we need to give up the fight and accept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;mediocrity&lt;/span&gt; as fate - the road we were destined to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do we believe Impossible is nothing and that we create our own destiny.  Go through the disappointments and hurt, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;syke&lt;/span&gt; up and get over it, and believe. Fight for it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do we dare stop dreaming and quit, give up hope and accept less than our set standards..less than we are willing to give?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;tj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-2707594625632046726?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/2707594625632046726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-we-set-ourselves-up-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/2707594625632046726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/2707594625632046726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-we-set-ourselves-up-for.html' title='Do we set ourselves up for failure/disappointment?'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SntNO7C_x9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/oJEj4qS42gY/s72-c/disappointment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-3147942904504388411</id><published>2009-07-30T23:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:23:52.638+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='difference'/><title type='text'>The Perpetual Struggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SnIdNPoIMjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dcrQ7VZ94sI/s1600-h/struggle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SnIdNPoIMjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dcrQ7VZ94sI/s400/struggle1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364382219522028082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the title of my first "personal" blog. Ended up getting extremely vocal, bulldozing its way through whoever, bashing, arrogance, criticising, analysing, truth speak..well - lets just say there was too much truth, for some, flowing on the bog.  SO i closed it, cancelled the blog, and refrained from blogging for a bit.  I had stepped on a few toes and had now given up my "never say die" attitude - caring too much for the thought of others. I was a hypocrite there..trying to please everyone, taking criticism to heart. Now i realize one thing, that I've always known but had suppressed - why go out of your way to please those who, well, wont do the same for you.  Why care if they think your "dress sense" is not cool enough, your girl is not pretty enough, you don't go out enough, you're too fat, you're too small, you're a drunk, your boy is not good enough, you need a car, your car is not good enough, now you're just showing off, you think you know too much, you're TOO QUIET..well the list is endless of the constant criticism we all receive day in day out.  So why bother, if after you've done all you can to please em, they still find something else to criticise you for.  Why accept things that aren't comfortable with you, when by accepting that you are doing nothing but being a phony, a fake, a hypocrite and attracting more criticism towards yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can please some of the people all of the time and all of the people some of the time, but you can't please all of the people all of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The realisation, or rebirth of this notion has sparked something within me that yearns more and more to be an individual..to be different.  I have tried all this time to be different, but there has been times when i have bothered to conform just to make a few people happy/comfortable.  But with new friends, old friend resurfacing, new books read..I can safely say i have people who care for me and love and appreciate me for the way i am..and especially for the way I am.  I can stand on a pedestal, look uncool to the conforming public, but I know there is people who got my back..and I got theirs as well. Like Lupe said..we're LASERS!  Who defined cool?  Some will die chasing "The Cool" that is redefined with a new Soulja Boy track, Movado lyrics, JayZ's definition, or G-Unit clothing label.  And what does life do-it goes on.  How about redefining "the Cool" your own way, accepting that, and then focusing on much more important issues in life like the label on my shirt, or type of shoes i got (yes i know i love Adidas - solely cuz it ain't as cool as NIKE and em, and their "impossible is nothing" slogan lol).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, the struggle does continue.  In everyday life there is a perpetual struggle - for acceptance, to be different, change, love, peace...whatever it is you may be focused on and whatever it is you may find important, there is a struggle for that..even if it may seem to be laid on a silver platter (like how hard can it be to be uncool...ummm...REALLY hard trust me).  There is struggle against the moral decay of society.  The lack of respect to others solely for the fast they're human and they give you their respect.  There is the struggle to always be right in whatever situation - look the bigger person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What comes with the struggle is truth.  No matter how many lies can be around..the truth always comes out..and in the end you do know who loves you and who does not.  Winning the struggle comes in accepting mistakes and showing love and appreciation to those who respect, appreciate and love us.  Realising that one conversation, no matter what the circumstances or distance - could be an eye opener, you could be inspired..and you could meet people who bound to stay and make a difference, or who are there to make a difference and disappear, closed doors could be reopened...a lot of change.  it is all for a reason, and we should be thankful.  Life gives for a reason and takes for a reason.  Appreciate what you have, don't complain too much cuz the struggle will never stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my past blog, The Perpetual Struggle, has been removed from the databases and can never resurface, but i have a new platform to speak my mind.  I have found re-discovered my reason, my goals, who I wanna be, and who I want around me.  And for that, I have people to thank. I reach out to you and hope you hear me, understand me, and understand the love and respect that has grown. So thank you for the difference you've made, and I hope you're here to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-3147942904504388411?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/3147942904504388411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/07/perpetual-struggle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/3147942904504388411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/3147942904504388411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/07/perpetual-struggle.html' title='The Perpetual Struggle'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SnIdNPoIMjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dcrQ7VZ94sI/s72-c/struggle1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-2095822118639842063</id><published>2009-07-19T14:49:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:00:06.026+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seth Godin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>The Law of the little shovel</title><content type='html'>Came across this post on &lt;a href="http://sethgodin.typepad.com/seths_blog/"&gt;Seth Godin's Blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;The concept : If you want to dig a big hole, you need to stay in one place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 19px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;If you walk around town with a little shovel, you'll just end up digging thousands of little holes, not one big one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;Call on one person ten times and you might make the sale. Call on ten people once each and you will likely get ten rejections.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;The important thing to remember is that separate events are often separate. If you use the same ineffective approach on one thousand people, it's not going to start working better just because you use it more often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;Connected events, on the other hand, often benefit from frequency and trust.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;Which leads to two viable strategies:&lt;br /&gt;1. If you can stay still, stay still. Earn the trust, earn the sale by repeatedly demonstrating value and authority.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;2. If you can't stay still, get a bigger shovel. Your marketing and your sales pitch has to be so refined and focused that it works the first time, because you don't get a second time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something to think about. Its all about taking life's lessons and learning from mistakes, perfecting the art, not running and hoping to get lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 19px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 19px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-2095822118639842063?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/2095822118639842063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/07/law-of-little-shovel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/2095822118639842063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/2095822118639842063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/07/law-of-little-shovel.html' title='The Law of the little shovel'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-1079083446602913156</id><published>2009-07-13T15:46:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:59:13.488+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Sunday Jazz - Terri Shaltiel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So last night, Sunday, I went to my first live jazz show since I been here.  Hadn't found any places, probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; maybe i was focused on other things and not really looking for a good chill place.  Terri &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shaltiel&lt;/span&gt; and Jon Taylor were playing.&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SltJvfTk6wI/AAAAAAAAAMA/oBPQkYurd4s/s320/TerriShaltielBand.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357957261893626626" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must admit, the lady is talented.  The venue was probably the worst "club", "lounge", or whatever you can call it i have ever been to - EVER - but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;the music&lt;/span&gt; was beautiful.  And the people there - simple people, wasn't too full, so met everybody, and what was inspiring was how people with very little treasure their moments and can give you such a beautiful evening.  No fancy dress to impress themes were up - the musicians were talking to the public, the promoter was some lady who owns the Inn, and the mood in the place was just too good.  Makes one realise how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; we should be for the things we have.  There are some out there who have less, but are embracing that, loving life, doing something about it instead of mourning about how unfortunate they are - impossible is nothing.  She (Terri) performed with Amy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Winehouse&lt;/span&gt; before - the humility in the voice as she spoke - no trying to be the "superstar" - but once the drums started going, the keyboard flowing, the base guitar, and Jon Taylor on the sax...there was no doubting how much of a superstar she could be. The lady is blessed, and yes, the lady can sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may have doubts about going back to that place (unless Terri is back of course), but it was a lesson learnt.  Love life, love those who love you, and be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;appreciative&lt;/span&gt;.  Do not take anything for granted - and whatever you may be going through - someone else is going through worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-1079083446602913156?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/1079083446602913156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-jazz-terri-shaltiel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/1079083446602913156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/1079083446602913156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-jazz-terri-shaltiel.html' title='Sunday Jazz - Terri Shaltiel'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SltJvfTk6wI/AAAAAAAAAMA/oBPQkYurd4s/s72-c/TerriShaltielBand.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-6034740743496286284</id><published>2009-07-06T23:16:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:05:56.048+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Everything happens for a reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SlKBwzI78_I/AAAAAAAAALw/Xjgg66NV3Bg/s320/reas.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355485582258336754" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday experiences open our eyes to new realities, and sometimes its a reality we dont wanna face.  It aint always easy accepting the situation as it is.  The secret lies in thinking about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; tomorrow.  So many of us, most if not all, have embrace the pain brought by life's disappointments, and have wasted valid time crying over spilt milk and failing to realise the situation as a lesson.  One of my favourite tracks is a song by Joe Budden..no it's not pump it up, lol, called "For a reason"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to quote the master &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...if I never got stabbed, wouldn't remember Veronica's wrath&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Standing in the shower looking at the scab&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wouldn't know the hints of a stick-up kid&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I ain't have that short stint as a stick-up kid&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;If dude never tried to kill me, I &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;mighta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; went numb&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;To all the bullshit that goes on where I'm from&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And if I never went to jail, wouldn't needed a bail&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Woulda&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;probly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; went on to graduate from Yale&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Woulda&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; been a prosecutor standing in the court of law&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;But then that goes against everything he stands for&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And if I never met &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Glo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;, how would I really know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;All the shit that comes with, when you dealing with a ho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;See it is what it is to be&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or it is what it is, at least that's what it is to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And so if I could ever go back in history&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wouldn't change shit, I'd leave it all just to be..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(OR lEAVE IT ALL TO KARMA ha ha ha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its life's situations that teach us, and as long as we take everything as a lesson, and with a deeper meaning like it has, then we can have a life with less stress and more appreciation of the things we have.  I especially love the line "If I never met Glo, how would I really know, All the shit that comes with when you dealing with a whore"...Situations arise and events happen, that teach you..Become a better judge of character, be able to read the sings, when Cumulonimbus clouds are up, chances are it will rain - if you never been rained on after a bout of cumulonimbus clouds, then you never know, but once you get rained on, you know. So next time you see cumulonimbus clouds (meet another Glo), you run and realise its about to rain..instead of catching an umbrella, the wind might blow that away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SlKDUMJRPOI/AAAAAAAAAL4/AO6cy9nWRDQ/s320/happens4areason.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 273px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355487289777667298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So no matter what you happens today, tomorrow i s a brighter day.  You are wiser, you have been exposed to new situations and new circumstances and the reason behind the mishap is coming, it's all about patience, acceptance and appreciation.  Its alright to shed a tear (well, maybe not for me tho lol), but long as you realise that tomorrow is a brighter day cuz of today's mishaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-6034740743496286284?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/6034740743496286284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/07/everything-happens-for-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/6034740743496286284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/6034740743496286284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/07/everything-happens-for-reason.html' title='Everything happens for a reason'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SlKBwzI78_I/AAAAAAAAALw/Xjgg66NV3Bg/s72-c/reas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-1220672737645075698</id><published>2009-07-01T17:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:31:28.237+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><title type='text'>Morphing Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>Seeing as Michael Jackson is the hot topic right now, during my daily blogging routines I came across this video posted on some blog.  Something to think about huh.  Look  at the transition..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BDW1TVH78BU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BDW1TVH78BU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; white-space: normal;"&gt;So yea, what you think..Scarry huh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-1220672737645075698?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/1220672737645075698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/07/morphing-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/1220672737645075698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/1220672737645075698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/07/morphing-michael-jackson.html' title='Morphing Michael Jackson'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-4131646853677182119</id><published>2009-07-01T01:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T01:38:52.906+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tupac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>One day at a time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/Skqv8cjmE6I/AAAAAAAAALo/BIrX7RHr9OI/s1600-h/day+at+a+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/Skqv8cjmE6I/AAAAAAAAALo/BIrX7RHr9OI/s320/day+at+a+time.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353284560075756450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay..so originally this post is supposed to be about people who touched my life (thanx &lt;a href="http://www.justcallmecleo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shan&lt;/a&gt; - another one of those who have :-) )..but i then decided some people wouldnt want to be mentioned on the www (am one of those paranoid about stalk mentality (omg this brings back memories lol) and i got a blog..how bwt them that dont lol )..So i'm just taking it "one day at a time"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6cgaW5R04yo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6cgaW5R04yo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone goes through changes. And do you realize how much the present contradicts with "our plans" and the things we hope to achieve, the achievements, the bubblegum stuff (fake things like cars, clothes and all), the relationships, friendships, family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must admit, i been one like that myself..though my biggest flaw has been believing in people too much (dunno if imma change that tho cuz i hate prejudice more than anything so i kinda give everyone  chance to prove themselves like i want to be given a chance to prove myself instead of just being labelled "typica dude").  It takes just one moment - couple words, blog idea, an inspired encounter, a confrontation, a whatever moment (sometimes you juss gotta lift your head up and say "f*** it"),..so many thing..to bring the realisation that life is too short and we should take it as it comes and do what we have to with what is presented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you meet fake people, you meet real people, friends and fam got your back, friends and fam stab you in the back(victim - damn!), you get fired, you get anew job, dump or get dumped, get into a new relationship, fall pregnant - all these are situations that give you an option - A fresh start and a new presentation of who you are and seeing as "everything happens for a reason"..have you learned from the reason behind the "happening"..or are you still focused on the grand plan you have had for the past few and been tweaking everything to fit into the plan just to make sure it works..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take it one day at a time.  Be focused on what you want, but not so narrow minded as to forget that each moment deserves its moment to pass and be acknowledged, else it'll be something you'll regret forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day at a time, hoping tomorrow brings a brighter moment..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got the smile on still :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-4131646853677182119?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/4131646853677182119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-day-at-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/4131646853677182119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/4131646853677182119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-day-at-time.html' title='One day at a time'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/Skqv8cjmE6I/AAAAAAAAALo/BIrX7RHr9OI/s72-c/day+at+a+time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-2252628339696693550</id><published>2009-06-29T00:17:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:30:45.286+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jazz'/><title type='text'>Good Jazz! Sipho Gumede - Gabriel's Garden</title><content type='html'>Had to share on of my favourite Jazz tracks (well, there's hundreds I love really lol), but here's what I'm listening to at the moment..Sipho Gumede, South African jazz musician.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nfE68WOu_LY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nfE68WOu_LY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mood  music huh?  I remember my first encounter with Jazz was more of it being forced on me at an early age, but i think maybe just the first two instances are the only times I felt forced to listen to it.  I fell in love immediately. Jazz and Phil Collins (back in those days the Jazz was Early Klugh, the likes of Wishful Thinking, Calypso Getaway and Tropical Legs).  I admit, had it not been for those early musical experiences, I'd probably be krazy about 50Sense(lol), dancehall ( I appreciate it, just not mad about it..I don't get the message..its too shallow for me), Soulja Boy and the rest of them fake musicians out there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So some say i act too old for my age, some say I'm boring(lol), some say I'm too serious (well, life takes me seriously too)....I say I appreciate the things in life most people neglect..like the origins of all music - Jazz (or the Blues as it was known back in the day).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you enjoyed the track...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-2252628339696693550?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/2252628339696693550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-jazz-sipho-gumede-gabriels-garden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/2252628339696693550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/2252628339696693550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-jazz-sipho-gumede-gabriels-garden.html' title='Good Jazz! Sipho Gumede - Gabriel&apos;s Garden'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-6325963554143109652</id><published>2009-06-28T21:25:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:21:11.117+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brazil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Another Sunday, and another Cup won by Brazil - Confederations Cup 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SkfYUfbZAaI/AAAAAAAAALY/PMpCSjAvEZQ/s320/jesus2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352484528698491298" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday. Back from work. Just watched a brilliant game of football/soccer. Brazil v USA confederations Cup final.  What a game.  The USA led 2-nil at half time, and Brazil came back to win 3-2, and had a good second half compared to the first half.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; confess, i started writing this the moment Brazil scored the 3rd goal..almost got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fright &lt;/span&gt;and moments of pressing delete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Onyewu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; headed just over from a corner. But yes, the game still going on and only a few minutes left - was secretly hoping for extra time because this has been a lovely game...(as i watch Dani &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Alves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; crack a shot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WAAAAYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OOVEEERRRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yes, that has been another typical Sunday..bottle of wine, good football and Jazz to take over after the match(which has just ended by the way). Disappointed I never got to see P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; play in the tourney but well, justified since Brazil just won it.  Well done (yes i know Spain is out..but remember..no team that has won the Confederations Cup has won the World Cup by the way..so come on Torres - am a Liverpool fan for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who don't know..and yes - A BIG ONE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a good day..reflecting on the the beauty of life and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;appreciating&lt;/span&gt; the things I have and the how lucky I am.  I must admit lately i been fussing about unnecessary things, stressing about unnecessary things..only to have a wake up call - an eye opener - a realisation that someone somewhere is going through worse - (watching the Brazil team praying on the pitch with the "i love Jesus" and "I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;belong&lt;/span&gt; to Jesus" t-shirts on..beautiful scenes....). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SkfYcsUidyI/AAAAAAAAALg/RlW3cTbUSVo/s320/kaka1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352484669598365474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, as I was saying before, sometimes we just need to sit and appreciate the things we have - the little things.  There is always hope that something wonderful is on the brink of springing up from beneath the surface.  Ambition Over Adversity like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tupac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Take one's adversity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learn from their misfortune &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learn from their pain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe in something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe in yourself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turn adversity into ambition &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now blossom into wealth"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember - you create your own Universe.  Everything comes from you.  Scream to the universe - "I AM HERE" and let your presence be know.  And it all starts with being grateful and appreciating..hope and belief in times of stress..and remember - someone is going through worse..be grateful for the things you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-6325963554143109652?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/6325963554143109652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-sunday-and-another-cup-won-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/6325963554143109652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/6325963554143109652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-sunday-and-another-cup-won-by.html' title='Another Sunday, and another Cup won by Brazil - Confederations Cup 2009'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SkfYUfbZAaI/AAAAAAAAALY/PMpCSjAvEZQ/s72-c/jesus2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-8262791758308013862</id><published>2009-06-27T22:00:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:12:21.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep smiling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SkaJUyVk44I/AAAAAAAAALQ/YIOMLSAdCxg/s1600-h/smile030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SkaJUyVk44I/AAAAAAAAALQ/YIOMLSAdCxg/s320/smile030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352116197379072898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;See the number of frowns that grace the streets.  The sad faces, some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;understandably&lt;/span&gt;, and some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;, just unnecessary tantrums.  Imagine what effect you would have on the next person by simply smiling.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Somehow&lt;/span&gt; this effortless act seems to have such deep impacts as to even completely changing a life.  When you smile, willingly or not, try and focus on the feeling you get from deep within.  it's like something inside is opened up and good thoughts and feelings take over.  You ask yourself subconsciously - Why am I smiling. Immediately followed by the answers that bring realisation into the things we should be grateful for and appreciate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Food to eat. Roof over you head.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;People&lt;/span&gt; who love you.  People you love.  The sunshine.  The birds chirping (long as it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; 4am in the morning and you've just got in after a night out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;). There is a million things we can appreciate each day, and by smiling we have an inner-joy that is shown by how we treat the people around us - RESPECTFULLY, we tend to be more polite as well, level of patience grows...and by that we can make another person smile  as well...and therefore the chain will continue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L0Vk0EL-r8g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L0Vk0EL-r8g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just imagine a place where everyone is respectfully towards each other, polite, patient, loving, appreciative.  All &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; you smiled.  When you wake up in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt;, it's always to remind yourself that Life is beautiful.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt; comes from you...you create your own universe.  What kind of universe will you create with a smile on, as compared to one completely opposite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smile today, for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tomorrow's&lt;/span&gt; smile depends on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-8262791758308013862?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/8262791758308013862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/06/keep-smiling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/8262791758308013862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/8262791758308013862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/06/keep-smiling.html' title='Keep smiling'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SkaJUyVk44I/AAAAAAAAALQ/YIOMLSAdCxg/s72-c/smile030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7530384859944719437.post-3189250644782005503</id><published>2009-06-27T12:13:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:23:30.214+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>Day One - R.I.P Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, I have decided to start another blog. Again lol.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Seems I'm so caught up in this virtual world I simply cannot resist the temptation to introduce something new. Oh well, I guess its allowed, seeing the number of free services, ideas going around and the emergence of new things to talk about everyday (any retard could have figured that one out).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So what am I on about this time?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, this could get a bit personal with time, but for now its just about everyday life and things every other person goes through.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;meeting new people, experiencing new things, emotions (eeekk), going new places, highs and lows, happy days, disappointments, anger, complaints, appreciation...well the lot really - maybe a clip or two from the news desk and from my music catalogue. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I haven’t really had the chance to rant a rave about much lately, seeing as the death of Michael Jackson seems to have taken over the virtual world as well as our everyday lives and television sets too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jumping onto the bandwagon......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SkX_tw8DR8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2PbIOnPzfsQ/s320/michaelj.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351964893895673794" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I never met him, but growing up he was my childhood hero - I haven't met anyone from my age group who wouldn’t go shopping for trousers two sizes too small so they could reveal the white socks..And the white glove..Yes the white glove - mandatory fashion accessory for an infant back in the 80's or early 90's. So yes you've figured it out, I’m an eighties kid.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyhow, I remember mastering the moonwalk at an early age - didn’t we all think we were "smooth Criminals" - and I learned it so well it’s still stuck in me till today..helped of course by my high school years when we had our moonwalk version code-named "SLAM" to make it sound more funky/cool/whatever identity we were trying to portray in those days (good days though).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Bad was the theme song...and after a dance session always end with the kick and shout "who's Bad"..lmao.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And there was Thriller.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For some odd reason (well not so odd now), I grew up believing it was a movie (well you can say it was). Now i know why, with the attention span of a 5year old (when I did eventually see the clip) why i believed it to be a movie.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gosh that was one long music video..And boy was/is it brilliant.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is undoubtedly the greatest music video of all time, and my first experience with "Horror movies" before being introduced to the mind blowing Friday the 13th series.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/naZ5eahKDVQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/naZ5eahKDVQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Getting a bit older, Jam took over; with its hip-hop tempo I can see when my love for hip-hop came.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Black or White, Heal the World, Remember the Time, Give it to Me. Singing along, mastering the lyrics, and the dance moves. Stuck to the tellie just so I could show off the dance moves to my friends, convinced I was the coolest MJ fan and the best dancer as well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were good days I must say.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Earth Song. They don’t care about us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Every time I’m on youtube past couple days and watching an MJ video, there has been 20 others watching the same video at the same time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No wonder why google news and Wikipedia crushed for a moment after his death.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The man was a legend.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That said, he was never far from controversy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From the plastic surgery, baby dangling antics, lil boy accusations..Well..The lot.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And that seemed to be all some lil boys and gals know of the man, or would like to remember of the man.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Understandably when they were introduced to the wonderful world of Wacko Jacko, he may have been in the limelight for the wrong reasons.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That does not however give anyone a reasons to update facebook statuses with junk and tweet pathetic words.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let the man rest in peace – black or white – this world was too much for him now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So yes, the fairytale with the King of Pop has finally come to a screeching halt, as did the fairytale with the Princess of the World, Princess Diana (though that seemed more of a conspiracy than that of the MJ’s doctor secretly poisoning him with prescription pills).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And that has taken over my first blog post.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, I’ll be back shortly, maybe with a totally different idea from the sad and somber one that’s I’ve just dropped.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe I’ll spread the &lt;a href="http://justcallmecleo.blogspot.com/2009/06/smile.html"&gt;smile idea from Cleo’s  Diary&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hello and Goodbye…nice to meet you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;tj&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7530384859944719437-3189250644782005503?l=simplyknownastj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/feeds/3189250644782005503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-one-rip-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/3189250644782005503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7530384859944719437/posts/default/3189250644782005503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplyknownastj.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-one-rip-michael-jackson.html' title='Day One - R.I.P Michael Jackson'/><author><name>TimonJr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02085891077484712752</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wOA1ErtE20/TjMkSlKwk6I/AAAAAAAABhU/BvQccCRkUFs/s220/timbo2.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q-PMwHQSgL4/SkX_tw8DR8I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2PbIOnPzfsQ/s72-c/michaelj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
