Do you ever feel like the entire reason you are here is to teach people essential things that everyone needs to realize? I’ve felt that way most of my life.

And so that’s what I dedicate myself fully toward doing. It’s in my art, music and poetry. People who aren’t that ambitious mistake that for arrogance when all I am doing, my brothers, is trying to bless you. And these are almost always brothers, by the way. My sisters have rarely ever perceived me this way. But I’m very proud that many of my most loyal readers are men. That’s surprising to me but extremely gratifying.

By the way, I cannot help that I write so much poetry that I’ve written a poem titled ‘Blesséd’ and one called ‘Blessed.’

There are only so many words, after all.


You don’t have to cuss to make a point!
Take a chill. Let’s roll a joint.
We’ll discuss this in the morning
When we’ve both got plenty rest.

I hate the world’s so ridiculous and.
In in each other’s business.
With God inside as witness
I stay out of it and blessed.

2 responses to “Blessed”

  1. Great write up! Keep up the good work. I love your website.

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    1. I’m glad. It’s a great time capsule as to where my thinking was at different points in my life. Someone else wrote the oldest poems on this blog.

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