The inner edge of my anus felt like someone had taken a few chips of burning hot coal and laid them there in a small pile. That’s what was on my pucker.
Every Man Wants To Be Free, Until He Has To Do The Things Men Must Do To Free Themselves! I freed myself from the gilded cage of faux “Job Security” because it has never existed for anyone I have ever known. I work for myself. My good name and reputation are the only things I have ever needed for true job security.
Being a Freelancer and Digital Nomad isn’t just for people traveling the world. I know quite a few successful people who work from home and use the internet as a secondary, supplemental, or only source of income.
To be intimidating a man needs to have the physical
constitution competency of a fighter, the articulation of a statesman, and the brevity of a monk. *I’ve managed to nearly master two out of three, so I have quite a bit of work to do!
She’s a lovely woman, whose beauty is still in full bloom. She wanted to talk to me, to ask for advice. She asked about things she thinks she’ll need to know “Later, when I want a husband, like you.” She and I don’t have any pretentiousness in our relationship. We have an easy freedom of conversation that’s more honest than what most men and women will ever have.
I explained to her that most men view a good woman the same way he sees his favorite old t-shirt, and that’s a good thing. I spent quite a while unpacking my reasoning with her.
In a race to the bottom, *Charlie Hebdo and his murderers pave the way. In the next five minutes, I’ll tell you how. I move fast on this one, listen quick ->
Jessica made a profound statement! She was talking about men, and the difficult, awkward, sometimes insulting ways they she’s been approached. When she said that after particularly insensitive comments from some men, she confronts them on their poor choice of words with ”So, I’m White enough to feed your self-hatred, but Black enough not to piss off your family?”
I was floored! After that, I asked her to really dig in and unpack her thoughts. This is what she came back with.
Self-hatred comes in several forms, from subtle to overt. It can be expressed as “woe is me” self-loathing, or it can be projected on to others in order to deflect attention. For generations, it has been common for Black Americans to practice self-hatred. It’s a common practice; a tradition rooted in slavery and passed down from parent to child.
I’m constantly beleaguered by people trying to explain to me why I should follow the path of mediocrity and groupthink acceptance that has led them to their middling, non-threatening, less than exceptional lives. Feel The Pain.
For me its Blacksmithing, for you it may be painting, building car engines, carpentry, or pottery. Whatever it is, take on a task that leaves you with something you can sign your name to and be proud of. Even if it’s ugly! I’ve made a lot of ugly knives, but I treat them all with the same love and respect as I sharpen and shine them. I never sell them or make them for money. Instead, I give them to special friends who I want to have a priceless gift, or trade them to friends for other things they have made with their own hands. Whats made is always valued more than what’s bought!
I’ll kill two birds with one stone this time, The Science and The Art.
Just like an ocean of colors on the canvas, I’ve created an ocean of colorful people who blend together well while keeping their own unique vibrancy.
I call it creating the ocean I swim in. Meltdown in 5…4…3…2…1 ~>
Living abroad is a phenomenal lifestyle. I am surrounded by other adventurous world travelers who pull information from more than the mainstream media. Before I began my own Podcasts, I was a fan of several news sources that vacillate between informative and entertaining. Most exist in the middle. As an avid back-porch philosopher, the most enjoyable evenings I’ve ever had were with friends, as we solved all the problems of the world over coffee. I am a fan of verbal sparring and critical thinking skills.