May 1, 2009
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Like A Dog To His Vomit, Miguel Returns To Xanga!
Oh man! If it's not one thing, it's another. I don't know about you guys, but I for one am sick of all this end of the world shit! Bring it bitches! I am so far past being scared. Sure, you might have got me with the Y2k shit...and then with the Bird Flu, and perhaps even SARS. But Swine Flu? Are you shitting me? Swine Flu? Give me a fuckin' break! You go from Anna Nicole Smith every ten seconds to life as we know it is gonna change due to Swine Flu? Is that what we've come to? Living in fear from falling planes and bearded men in turbans? Fear of people hiding explosives in the Nikes. Fear of a black dude running the country? Fear of fluoridation in the water supply? Fear of someone stealing your kidney and leaving you in a hotel bathtub filled with ice. Fear of the tattooed guy behind you in line at McDonalds. Fear of Cancer, Aids, secondhand smoke and even speaking your opinion without being viewed as a racist! Fear of your footprints dwindling on Xanga. Fuck! I'm sick of all this panic shit! Where are your bolas people? Moving on...
So, a lot has happened since I last updated. I still check on Xanga everyday...and I swear I don't understand how I still have daily footprints from loyal subscribers. I guess I do understand...I still check on Emptyspiral's site ever so often and Tony hasn't written shit in years! So I want to apologize for being a lazy bastard and also for not being too social. Now that we have that out of the way, let me get on with my rigmarole...
Fuck. Though I think we've made some progress in this country in a relatively short time, I feel like we have a long way to go before we can truly see each other as God intended. Are we really all that different? I suppose it's sometimes hard to look past our appearance, especially when one has a gruff exterior and may not look so kissable. But can't we even try? I'm a patient man. I can take a lot. I can deal with stares and even gawking at times, where in the past a slight look in my direction might get you bitch slapped. But it gets old sometimes. Yesterday for example, I went to the gym after work. I swam a few laps and then decided to go to the steam room before showering. When I opened the door I could hear loud conversations going on and a jovial atmosphere. When I came in there was immediate silence. I sat in the only available spot in the far corner. One by one people started to leave and within a minute...no shit, I was left by myself. Not a single word was uttered other than by me when I first came in and introduced myself with, "Good morning."
I suppose I can pretend that I'm indifferent and that stuff like that doesn't bother me. But the truth is, it does. It hurts me. It hurts because I've done so much to change myself into a person my children can be proud of. I earn an honest living and live a good life. Why isn't that enough?
I've been in prison where cowards hide behind muscles and tattoos. You know what? That doesn't mean a motherfuckin' thing! They're the first ones that got taxed and pimped by people who see through the facade. When my children look at me, they see nothing but the love I have for them. Even when I'm shirtless, they don't stare at me. I'm just daddy. And I love them for it.
People sometimes argue about the existence of a creator, a loving heavenly father, while others scoff at the very idea . There are good arguments on both sides. For me though, having the belief that a person who only sees the hearts of men is looking out for me... is enough for me to take a chance on believing. I guess we shall see who was right soon enough.
It was good talking to you.
Comments (24)
It was good to hear from you.
I love you ....and I have MISSED you the most! Do not doubt it!
"that a person who only sees the hearts of men is looking out for me... " That is my God too,and I know we share the same one.
I was first . . . so cool.
welcome back, dude.
@trunthepaige -
You beat me by a few seconds!!!
I hate that metaphor.
yep,,, this is the end,,,,, this time for sure,,,, hahahahaha
I MISSED YOU TOO!!!!!
YAY!!! You are back...
and I forgive you for posting that GROSS little child.
Very good points. Would be nice if evryone could just see a person, not the color, not the ink, not the size, not the accent, not the orientation, not the affliction, just another human being. Miss seeing your posts, glad you are still around.
missed ya!
Welcome back
I've missed you so much. I wonder how our God felt when I was being stoned by some Christians last week:) Please don't disappear. Your children love you and so do I.
from time to time, i've gone out of my way to 'not look acceptable' for the location iv'e chose to be in - i'll go to my once pretty stodgy presby church in shorts and flip-flops - early on -just to see if i was judged - but -in reallity -people ARE gonna size you up by what they see -or even the smidgen they hear/read - so
idunno if we get to be that pissed off about it...
not like it matters, but i wish you were my neighbor...could use a friend like you, mig
Hola! I am reminded of my 3 year old niece by your post. We were in Sams getting some groceries and when I opened the carton of Brown eggs to make sure they were not broken, she exclaimed in a shocked little voice:
"Oh My GAWD, Their duck eggs". It was hysterical.
It's too bad that once everyone has grown up, they forget about being that excited because something was/is different.
Brother Miguel! Yeah, I still hang around just to make fun of folks on here, but like all great writers, I have to be gived some foldin' money before I'll write very much, I mean this liquor and wine ain't free, y'know!
Welcome back, amigo.
I look like everyone else on the outside...but I'm different on the inside.
If you return to Xanga, I will too! Hahaha!
I't s nice hearing from you, Miguel. I always appreciate your candor. And I almost always agree with you on some level.
I enjoyed the scripture reference in your subject line, by the way.
Yeah, I come back every-so-often just to see if you're back.
I try to write as often as I can on here. I do think of you when I log in and look in my list to see if you have updated. I wish people would stop basing everything on looks. If we lived close, I would so hang with you. To bad we don't get to know each other before seeing one another in real life like we do on here.
Cracked me up.
I just came by to take a peek because of a rec' I'm glad I did! Nice to read something that has some substance.
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