Leap Of Faith = Awakening = Evolvement = Purpose = Destiny = You...

For the purpose of obedience, in 2004 when it was placed on my mind....

...by divine purpose (of course)...

...to trust my inner voices, to take a leap of faith.

I had no idea what that would entail.

I trusted my instinct.

I trusted God.

Though there had been many times I'd wished for some sort of interference from the Almighty One,

and though he was guiding me the entire time, it was because I trusted and listened is when strayed away.

...which was often.

But as man say...."we are only human."

I'm not sure what man actually said that, but I've never believed it.

Not for one second.

Ya see I actually listen and speak to my ancestors and allow them to guide my ways.

And they've yet to fail me.

Only thing is I'd been not obedient at times as we most are at times....

...doing things we know that one day we will suffer of it's consequences for our actions.

But you only get tired of being tired for so long.

This is where GOD is really listening up.

He's always listening....but this is where he wants to hear what your humbling experience you've encountered in your life.

OF course he knew it was gonna happen.

He couldn't just SHOW you!....

....you would've never learned anything.

You'd still be asleep at the wheel.

And with ALL that's stored within you, that you have not yet discovered(or maybe you have)....the last thing you want to do is leave this planet without contributing your part to the fulfillment of purposes throughout the Universe.

Every being has a purpose.

Believe it.

But FIRST....let me tell you about the Leap of Faith and how it started my journey towards Awakening. ...

It was 2004 and I'd just put in my two week notice at a place I wouldn't miss nor would stay if they paid me twice or three times what I was making.

It's was toxic to my soul and housed alot of "sleeping zombies"

Sleeping Zombies are those who are 100% plugged into a job that is repetitive, offers great "benefits", has abusive bosses and the pay is lousy....and I mean really lousy.

They pride themselves on "seniority"....ya know....like who's been there the longest really matters to them.

It's a union gig.

Oh yeah!

Dont get me started the union dues.

Ufff.rrrrrrrghhggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! ...sorry flashback

Anyways....

So sleeping zombies are basically people who are in mundane job positions but feel trapped because they've given up on any kind of leap of faith. 

Anything out of the ordinary for these souls and they are clearly thrown off course.

And they will always appear "happy"....always "smiling" ...but often crying and staring out the window of a 32 story corporate building.

It is depressing.

I was depressed.

I became depressed.

Geeeez, I get chills just thinking about this place.

(FLASHBACK STARTS)

I remember arriving in the office on the first day of work ....LATE and on-purpose.

The welcome letter said something about a meeting with the supervisor @ 8am.

8AM?!!?!?

....YEAH RIGHT!!! ....that's gonna be problem.

I'm usually just rolling over to hit the next 15 minute snooze about that time.

Besides, in celebration of my arrival from the Bay to L.A., the boys wanted to get out & get some party!

So what was I to do?

Well....

It was a wild party.

Come on, back in the Bay in 2004 there weren't any spots I was aware of that was crak'n on a Sunday night.

And besides we were only suppose to just out for drinks.

The bar turned into a full-on club that opened up a downstairs area, main area and huge outdoor patio.

It was predominantly latino-latina crowd.

But I was cool with that.

I love all women.

Anyways....

These nuts (my boyz that is) wanted to introduce me to Irish Car Bombs.

My one buddy is a full blooded irishmen born & raised in L.A. who kind of resembles a cross between pop-eye & ed norton. But with more tattos than my young punk of a brother.

But this kat was cool.

The other kat is this brotha who looks more middle eastern than black. He actually looks mixed. However, he is 100% black man.....with a blood line of the white man someone within his ancestry.

He'll deny it though. Whatevah!

Soooo....

4 Irish Car Bombs later and I'm throwing fine latinas in the air like we use to do at the clubs in SF.

When the alarm went off @7am, I called into the office and left a message:

"Hi Blah-blah-blah,  This is blah-blah-blah....Ummm so yeah, I  was suppose to drive up on Saturday night but I had car issues and didn't leave until last night. So I really need to get some rest as I didn't get in until 3am this morning. If it's ok with you I'll be in around uhhhh.... 1pm. If there's a problem with that, please give me a call on my cell and we can discuss, but I really want to start the monday a little refreshed. Thanks and see you around 1. Bye"

She actually called me back.

I answered the phone like " Huh?....what'?? ....who is this....what do you want??!? why are you calling my phone so damn early???"""

It was my new supervisor.

I knew it was her.

I played it off like someone had been calling my phone &  harrassing me while I was attempting to get some zzzz's so I could get into work (yeah right!)

That was my tactic to throw her off a bit and also to feel guilty calling me.

It worked.

She was all apologetic for waking me up.

And then she asked if it would be best for me to come in on Tuesday, so I can get some proper rest.

I said....noooo......" Let me just get a couple more hours of sleep and I'll see you @ 1pm this afternoon, ok?"

It was 8:15am....I slept until about 1o'clock.

I didn't arrive in the office until about....2pm.

She was like "Oh I thought maybe you'd changed your mind to get some more rest and I wouldn't see you until tomorrow...hahahahahaha"

And I was like (to myself) " Uhh....no.... stupid lady.....if I dont work, I dont get paid...and if I dont get paid, I'm out sh** out of luck!"

(WAIT A MINUTE....I skipped the part about me walking into the lobby after stalling for more time as I attempted to find parking on the streets. We had a parking garage and I was given the directions...but I wanted to play dumb like "I couldn't remember")

(Sometimes you have to play dumb just so people do not feel intimidated by your being and powerful presence. I knew this gig was temporary. What I didn't know was for how much of this gig I could take before I went insane. Aparently, not too long...)

When i arrived in the lobby, there was a couple of yahoo's hanging about who looked like they totally didn't belong in the place. It was a strange crew for this kind of organization, but in truth...I had eye-witnessed stranger beings back @ home....up North.

One dude look like a young rocker-like hipster cool white dude. Looks like he might roll a skateboard to work.

The other kat looked like he could definitely be a famous starring handsome-hopeless romantic roles-actor type or the lead singer for a kickass band.

This other dude, was a brotha....with blonde dreadlocks...

.....uhhh, yeah.

I mean when I say strange crew.....that's sort of a good thing.

These kats had "misfits" written all over their faces....my kind of crew.

I proceeded up the elevator with the crew and introduced myself as they all worked for the company but on different floors and various departments.

I say to myself the entire ride up " No expectations."

This is something that echoed at times to remind of my leap of faith.

Trust me when I say ....I couldn't make this stuff up, if someone paid me.

Really I couldn't.

anyways....

So......When I got off the elevator, there was this dude behind a glass window who reminded of a big stoner hawaiian dude from berkeley somewhere.

These were some of the people that I'd be working with over course of the next year & a half.

Only one year & half?....one might ask....

BECAUSE......That's all I could stands....and I couldn't stands it no more!!

:-)

I remember it vividly as if it were yesterday...

As I'm sitting in the new supervisors office after she gives me a tour of the place.

And like like all supervisors on the first day of a new employee.... she asks the question " Any questions?"

Aaand Of course I have a question.

I always got a question.

I always got a FEW questions to tell the truth.

But my one question, if answered correctly, would be the tell all to end all....

My question to ms supervisor?....."So ummm, Did I miss the Monday meeting?"

She says..."what meeting?"

And I say..."ya know the one where the attorney's & assistants get together to try and make things run even smoother. ya know....sort of an outlook ...umm forecast of things to come type of meeting"..."ya know the ones that usually start off the week with a bang!?"

Her reply...."oh...no....no....ummm nothing like that. Oh ....we do have a pot luck like every other month....every participates.....it's fun ...I think you'll enjoy it......but ummm as for meetings.....no....no meetings"

Right then and there, I wanted to lunge right out the window that was overlooking the near by highway.

If these people weren't starting off their week with a monday morning pow wow.....what the hell could I have gotten myself into? ....

And then she shows me to my new desk.

The desk is part of a cubicle where my back is to everyone.

It's Fung Shwwww.....NO!

To make matters worse.....the computer just has internal email. You can email from the companies email to other branches or your personal email account but there is absolutely not internet access to any programs, the world wide web.....nothing!

WHAT THE *******!!! is GOING ON HERE!!

This is prison.

I'm being punished.

WHyyyyyyyy!!!!?!?!?!??!?!?!

I send an email to my yahoo account.....

....I leave the subject blank.....

....I start....."Dear God what have I done!?!"

The rest is a very ...very short but long story.

The gig served it's purpose.

I was out of there in less than a 1 1/2....

I spent part of 3 months under psychiatric evaluation for depression & anxiety.

During this time.....

....If I recall correctly, my favorite aunt...and the woman responsible for getting me the gig had passed.

A couple of years prior my moms old boyfriend, who was pretty much the only father figure I ever seen at home....also passed.

It had appeared that death had awaken my deep consciousness in the leap of my awakening.

Things became dark for me.

I was living alone but not really.

I had a roommate but he had taken a gig up north, so he commuted every other weekend or so to & from the Bay.

In the middle of the North Ridge Valley followed by a repossession on my vehicle, I'd just hit rock bottom...but I still had a roof over my head....which meant I still had my faith!!

I surrendered.

I surrendered to God my soul for help.

He was my only way back to sanity.

I prayed. I meditated. I prayed. I meditated. I worked out. I played music.

I started to feel better again.

Slowly and surely..

With this surrendering started my awakening.

I was enlightened to continue my journey with my leap of faith.

I was enlightened not to give up......

...to dig deep within my consciousness and bring out the man that wants to become more than just a man.

A man.....who wants to go through struggle.

A man who wants to know God.

A man who does not want to fail at this thing he has come to know as life.

But is this about his life?

What does God have in store for his young black man who has taken the leap of faith to remove himself from his upbringings and surrounding....

...to know that God has something more for me as he will have to sacrifice some of what he believes is to be himself.

He will have to remove himself from his immediate family.

He will have to tell old friends, good-bye.

He knows not what's ahead.

He's just been told.......been shown that the world is bigger than the backyard he brought up in.

He's been told he has a destiny on this planet as it is in heaven.

He has been in slumber.

He is awakening though....

....he is evolving.

God Blessed this man.

This man is gonna evolve the world.

Next Blog....The Awakening....4 years later.....

To Ask or Not to Ask.

To not ask, arouses curiosity.

To ask, satisfies curious mind....the curious soul.

This is how the awakening begins.

Deep within your conscious mind you've asked the same questions over and over again....
...but only in your own mind.

You've actually answered many questions for your own satisfying ego of not thoroughly researching a plausible answer of importance.

Yes everything is of importance when it comes to knowledge of the Truth.

The energy around you must always be positive.

Negative thinker and ney sayers speak without conscious thinking of fear provoked thoughts.

It's contagious actually.

Think about the next time someone you know regurgitates something within a conversation of something they know not 100% certainty about ....but just something they "heard" someone else say.

This is 95% of the circle of souls thinking that you will encounter in your life time.

How do you avoid these energy suckers?

Keep it quick and keep it moving.

Often people will inquire of questions from you at times that are convienient for their own ego....thus distracting you from your conscious thoughts.

Often these questions are mondane to thought process are nine times out of time unthought provocative.

Meaning the answer was obvious.....the person just didn't want to do the mind work for themselves.

In this you must be observant of these type of "soul suckers"aka time zappers.

Time zappers are clearly people that do not "wish" to think themselves out of a situation.

They are 85% dependent on the thoughts of others.

They will not jump out on a ledge unless there is a safety net.

Not much of a risk taker.

Creative thought provocative souls are risk takers.

They do what they do and look for no appeal from anyone.

If you like what they do ...they are over joyed.

If you dont like what they do....they are still over joyed.

Ask.....why settle for someone else's answer to your questions?

Do the homework.

Find the answers that will unlock your awakening so that you can be on about your creators business.

To inquire or not to.

Alice did not go down the rabbit hole because she was fearful of what she might find.

She was curious enough to take the next step that triggers her curiosity...

"where did that rabbit come from and where is he going.....perhaps I think I would like to find out...."

That's all you need.

Take the next step into evolvement, seek the answers.

With modern day technology at our fingers and wrists, we can uncover the world of Untruths....

...because there literally is a world of it's origin.

peace.

Down the Rabbit Hole: The Awakening...

Time and time again ....

...the words Awakening echoes in & out of my head all day long.

What does it mean?

Me awakening?

The messages were starting to be more vivid.

Soon my online research for knowledge and truth would lead me from one thing and to another.

All in line of the untold truths.

It all started the when I rejected the hallmark holiday greeting of saying "Happy Thanksgiving!"....

I'd sent this message to a few buddies of mine of whom I was hoping to get in touch with once I touched down in my hometown for the holiday.

One of those messages went to a buddy of mine who is with the Nation of Is......

(I choose not to spell out the name because I know how spider tags and things work and do not wish for certain content to draw attention to my blogs)

I didn't think he would offended by the greeting but knew the Nation does not believe in the holiday.

And I sure as hell dont.

I came across content online that referred to it as it should be called "Thankskilling"

The question arose: How can you be thankful on a holiday that depicts a lie of thanksgiving?

The native indians do not see this day in celebration.

They see if as pain and sorrow for their fallen.

Anyone that believes other wise of the discovery of America and how the original people of the lands just handed over the keys to the castle willingly is living one of the greatest lies that this country is founded on.

And that's when it happened.

Discovery of self.

The knowledge just started pouring out into my mind like a fountain with an over abundance of water.

The Black Hebrew Israelites.

George Washington communicating with Universal Alien Ancestry.

The Bible, and how the it was rewritten as the King James Version.

Yahweh being the real word for Lord.

Fully understanding the need for daily meditation and rituals in order to ascend to the next level in evolution.

Understanding the black people who were brought over as slaves, are still slaves in this modern day age  of sharecropping; pimping of black entertainers, musicians, athletes and wealthy black moguls.

All this just started hitting me at once.

It was a true rabbit hole....

and ya know once ya go down one....there's no coming back.

It's as if a vail has been lifted from over your eyes.

You now see everything vividly for what it is.

And meditating and getting sunlight is the key to the escalation of self for the coming of our creator.

I've been awakening since my early teens....is when I started to ask questions and didn't settle for the answers I was given.....

Instead, I researched my own knowledge....for myself.

It was within my teen studies that I developed a knack for uncovering truth as it is in plain view of ordinary daily eyes.

Stones unturned would be an understatement for the truths that I've uncovered about our world.

IT's not always as easy to explain either.

The things I know.

The things I've known....

....are all starting to put together like a giant puzzle.

THIS JUST IN....

As I was typing up this blog @ approximately 4:25 Dec 2nd 2012,

I started to think about how I should receive my Sun today as it was cloudy and and overcast as if the rains were coming but instead the Sun perks out through the dark clouds and as this wonderful and beautiful nature event is happening, via my 2nd floor apartment patio, I'm viewing air planes in the distance leaving behind trails of cloud like substance that seems to have a drizzle effect once interacting wtihout atmostphere. See picture insert





I've started to see more and more of these "Air Trails of the Unknown"....

as I like to refer to what some are referring to as chemical trails.

I have no idea what it is but I'm curious to find out.

Because I've viewed it all summer long made in criss-cross sections....and then still being visible to the human eye way pask dusk.

I've seen it with my own eyes.

Airplane trails that usually spew out stuff into the air usually disappears in a matter of what appears to the human eye as of seconds.

But this stuff ...lingers....for as long as 6 hours as I've observed.

It is this kind of awakening that is allowing me to get the answers for my own consciousness.

I do not trust the world...and for good reason.

I am not of the world.

I am a spiritual being of Yahweh sent here to awaken the lost tribes of Israyl.

I am The One.

Being comfortable being you...

Normal.

Abnormal.

Totally different from each other.

Yet similar.

But not.



I've lived my life in fear.

Fear that someone, somebody...somewhere will know my secret.

My one secret that I keep to myself.

Something that I dare not discuss with friends or family.

As if they do not know.

Or I pretend that I do not know.

I fit in, so my condition is'nt at all obvious when fully clothed.

My physicality is definitely not that of a "normal" human being.

Actually I'm 1 in 100,000 abnormally born persons in this world.

Lucky me.

I've walked the earth now for several years living in the unknown.

(41 to be exact)

So once it was described to me that my abnormality had a name(which was 8 years ago)...

....I felt both relieved and alone.

My walk in life has been down the road of Acceptance.

I tend to worry more about accepting myself more than I wonder about how people perceive or accept me.

However , my fear is that the ones that I've befriended over the years, if they were to ever find out about my condition that they would start to treat me differently.

I've seen how people treat others differently when they discover that something is different about that person that they cant visibly see....


Something in particular.

Some abnormality that isn't lacking in subtlety.

I enjoy the freedom of knowing that if a person is a natural born dickhead....

...I do not want that person to change their persona because they feel sorry for my condition....
...NO ...continue....continue to be a dickhead....if that's what you choose to be ...go right a head...
...it's your life.
You can do whatevah you like....!!

(isn't that a lyric to a song?)

Anways.....

Genuine.

People should be genuine in their understanding of one another.

Everyone's reality is something altogether different.

At different paces.

Different times.

Different time zones.

In other countries.

Right next door.

...

Learning to accept me ....first.

How can I expect someone to accept me if I dont accept me?

Question of my life.

I must evolve.

I must take my own advice.

I must.

I voted. It's way past midnight and I have no idea who won...

I've been watching a documentary on netflix about Star Trek fans.

It was great documentary.

More on it later.

Before the documentary, after voting I came home and took a nap.

On my living room lounge area.

It was the quickest power nap ever!

But I needed it.

So since I dont watch much tv, I'm not currently active on twitter or facebook, I'm out of the loop until I wake in the morning to see what Props won...and what will be our demise for the next 4 years.

I hope for Obama.

No-One elected into the Presidency 4 years ago would have enough time to undo the tyranny of the Bushes!

No-One!

So 2 terms is required.

That's pretty much where I stand with politics.

I hate all aspects of the politics.

It doesn't rule me.

I make my voice known via petition signings and supportive acts of much needed Propositions.

Outside of that, I'm very handy with letter writing should I need to make my voice more known.

The power of a letter is ...well POWERFUL.

Try it sometime.

Even if you decide not to mail it, getting your thoughts down on paper if evolutionary and opening to the soul.

This blogging thing is cool for me.

I dont talk to many people after I get home from work.

I may talk to my cousin or other family members.

But since I'm dumped my facebook & twitter page over 6 months ago (after being on board since 2003), I'm afraid I'm out of the social networking loop.

It's kind of an interesting outlook on how the world is.

People assume you know what they're talking about in reference to music, tv, celebrities, the latest happenings,etc.

I look up what I need to know.

I dont take on other's perspective of the life that's evolving around me.

I dont need reporters or social networks to bring me this info.

If I need it, I find it.

If I dont want it, I block it out.

I have issues of my own.

The doc prescribed me some meds that will help my anxiety.

Yes I do have some anxiety.

My brain is always running at top speed.

I need "things" to help me calm the brain activity down.

I worry in silence sometimes about how I'm perceived amongst people in general.

I can say outloud that "I dont care what people think" but that would be very untrue.

Everyone cares to some point.

They may never admit to it.
But they do.

It will be somewhat refreshing tomorrow morning to check the headlines to see if my votes counted towards Obama being in office for another 4 years or if we're all doomed as we head straight forward to the brink of human destruction.

This blue marble....


....The earth will survive.

It's inhabitants?

....will more likely.....evolve.

Once upon a time, it was me & my cousin and 'em...

And 'em?

Who is "em?

LOL!!!

Hilarious, I'll explain later who 'em is or was.

But that's how I remember hearing great stories as a kid.

When ever you heard the phrase "Once upon a time".....you knew you were in for a ear full of overly exaggerated lies.

Only thing is...you couldn't prove it.

For all you knew, it could have actually happened.

I mean as a kid(and probably even as an adult), if somebodies telling you a story of how two doberman pinchers hopped a fence and started chasing you down the street and the only way you got away was because of your super agile physic - with the abilities to hop over tall chain link school fencing in a single bound?......You will stop what you are doing and listen.

Your ears would be aching for an audible & improv display of pure unrehearsed entertainment.

Nothings funnier than hearing about how two neighborhood dogs got out one day.

If you grew up in Oakland in the 70's ...this was an all too common of a story of which was without a doubt to have some truth in it.

Exaggerated?

Of course.

Yet, a story is a story.


As I sometimes drift off into the day-dreams of yesteryear, I often laugh out loud when no-one else is around.

Because the stuff I've lived through personally, writers in Hollyhood wouldn't know what to make of it....and THEY...definitely couldn't make it up themselves.

Trust when I say I know this for a FACT.

Anyways.

That's all I got for today.

Keep evolving.

Oh, yeah I know funny....

Ok.

Here it is.

For the first time ever

.....in my life, of course,

I am  confessing something that I've known about who I am for a very long time but...

but...was in a little denial.

I've just never wanted to come of as being cocky or a nuisance.

I'm talking about: The Being of Being Funny.

I've enjoyed a good chuckle, a great gut-buster, an eye-bucking-gasp-for-air type of laughter & humor since for as probably as long as I've learned to walk.

But in divulging into such a wonderful human experience, I've acquired the art of comedic storytelling with an animated twist to every retailing of a story, either it be fiction or truth.

Because The Truth is funny.

And I harness that which is of the truth.

BTW...

I well into my 30's.

Now, I'm not sure what really ignited this insane & comedically twisted persona of humor that I've achieved over time but the more I've come to know of those who are considered my family(by blood or not) are some of the very people who were closet to me as a young buck growing up.

Comedic DNA.

Where did mine come from?

Both sides of the family.

My families were always laughing.

And it was more like...

Everyone was always smiling.


Laughing.
Chuckling.
Whispering jokes.
Drinking and get'n loud.
Funny for no reason.
Dancing.
Dancing funny.
Making goofy faces.

Growing up when I think about it....there was always a new kid being born in the neighborhood.

Mostly in huge contribution from my family.

Which meant....

Always a reason for a party.

A babyshower.
Means...food.
Drink.
More Drink.
Laughing.
Loud laughing.
Goofy-ass laughing.
Drunk laughter.
Cool off periods.
More dancing...

More drinking.
More laughing.

And those were just Friday nights.
But also, the media was different while I was growing up.

I couldn't really tell back then but I sensed something terrible had recently happened and perhaps this was why all the adults seemed be always smiling and laughing.

Perhaps it was to keep from thinking about the tragic pains that America (in particularly Black America)had just gone through in the 60's with the death of our the nations top leaders.

Think about it:

John F Kennedy.
Martin Luther King Jr.
Malcom X

And here's a facto I bet you didn't know about the 70's....
the first email-transmission happened in 1971.

yeah but you knew that, right?

No you didn't!

Stop lying!

do ya homework homie.

The folks @ wiki did it for you.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1970s

donate when you can.

Anyways....

So....
The thought of raising kids & teenagers in the 70's had to be a job within itself.

And what better way to heal the human soul but through laughter.

Laughter heals the soul.

Medical files may not have records of this "new found" art to be healing, but I know it's true.

And let's talk about more of the media.

Like television in the 70's.

That was entertainment back then!!

That was laughter & comedy!

Storytelling at it's best.

Exaggerated truths unlike you've never heard before in your life.

Jokes that you'll probably never hear in your life.

Funny!

Johnny Carson.

Funny.

Richard Pryor.....Funny!

Happy Days.....corny & funny!

Wasn't expecting that one huh?

Well...it was funny to me.

White people can be funny.

Some of best that are white...are funny as shi*!

The funny part.....I forget they're white.

Funny has no color in my book.

If you funny....you funny.

You can be funny in the dark.

Sanford & Son........FUNNY!

The Odd Couple....funny!!
I get a kick out of watching the reactions of grumpy people.
There's absolutely nothing funnier to me than a grump.

I can be grump, no doubt.

As yes, I'm sure when that time comes...I'm crack'n-up on the inside.

You gotta laugh at yourself.

It's ok to do it often too.

I do it ALL the time.

I cant help but to think that all of those cartoons had everything to with my animated way in telling a story.

Merrie Melodies.

Looney Tunes.

Tom & Jerry.

Rocky & Bullwinkle.

Classics.

I mean think about it.

Jerry, nor Tom had voices......well only in an episode or two.

Even that was funny.

Caught totally off-guard.

But that was the comedy I grew up on.

So in all that i've stated, I had no choice in my comedic DNA outcome.

Speaking of the future of comedic DNA outcomes....

I believe all hope is gone!

They'll have to rely on dvd's and blue-rays of the good stuff I grew up on.

Because when did vulgar get funny?

Or disgust become entertaining?

Throwing-up is funny?

No it's disgusting.

Just the thought of someone yak'n their brains out isn't funny...it's terrible.



I called it as soon as digital cameras became really affordable to your average egotistical nut job.

And then to really get things started.....Youtube was born.

I was like "we're in for a world of pain"

When I say "we" I'm mostly referring to "we" as in the we who are entertained by genuinely funny people when we hear & see them.

..AND...as most know ...
You  tube doesn't discriminate against stupid unfunny people, no matter what color you are.
So....Feel free to make an ass out of yourself for viral points & likes.
It's your world.
Just remember, nothing is ever deleted once it goes "inter-net"

I'm not judging you, let's be clear about that.

Back to the you tube thing....

Most THINK...content is funny.

But no.....I'm afraid not.

What now has become the standard for what is funny, simply just isn't.

In my channel search mode, I paused at the country channel (southern-country accents are funny to me)
...there was this Asian texan comedian? I dont remember his name Yang-Fo Bush? I dunno.
Anyways, I wanted to hear how funny this was guy was gonna be.

(Switching channel to cartoon network)

Yeah it was terrible.

This guy starts off his monologue degrading his asian heritage.

Yeah I get it, everybody does it.

The black guy talks about the hood and soul food.

The white dude talks about surfing and being rich.

The guy from europe just talks about sex throughout his entire act.

Can any of these guys tell great jokes and stories anymore?

NO...they cant.

So....


You now must find similar souls alike.

You must find each other.

And then share in the content of sheer unadulterated laughter!

It's therapeutic.

It's awesome.

It's evolving @ it's peak.

So keep at it.

Laugh a little.

Laugh a-lot!

Remember to smile when you do.

Ever see someone laugh but their overall facial expression didn't change?

Scary, huh?

You might be that person.

If so...do us all a favor......


....and dont do it again.

Laugh from the gut, like nobodies look'n.

And so what if they are.

9 out of 10, they want in on some of that.

Everyone wants in on something funny.

With all the hooplah we go through in our daily lives,

how can you not afford to let out a chuckle every-now & again?


THAT my friend,  is the question.