The Slave & The Master

For a long time, I ask myself in the mirror, why me? Matter of fact, I dont even look in the mirror anymore. I debate on it mentally, pray on  it, and proceed to move on. Right on in my life, I am being blessed, but its still about my faith in my prayer and KNOWING things will be alright. I don’t have time for indecisive, scared things or people that find reasons not to make a situation work. I got a call for a new job at Bank of America last week, and interview #2 is coming Wednesday. I am excited. I am also moving soon. When all of this happen, I will change my number. Just time for all new beginnings. I want a relationship to share with someone, but I just can’t tolerate someone talking out the side of their necks and finding reasoning for their actions. I choose not to even entertain them or the mess they on the phone with. Too grown for that. Blind ass women. Good news is, I know I can still attract someone special and worth my quality time, because of what I bring to the table. Maybe I will do just that. Locally. A grown woman. A grown man. New beginning. In recent days/weeks, I realized that I no longer have a reason to entertain foolishness, and when a fool appears.. just ignore it. Don’t even get angry and respond. As long as I know who I am in this lifetime, then thats all that matters. I don’t have to explain myself to anyone or anything… least of all to you. Man/Woman can’t stay a slave forever… its time to be the master. That’s me.

You become a slave when you allow people to string you along due to money, when it takes money to make things happen and keep those things to continue happening while things are happening.. sometimes… MOST times, more money. You become a slave when you allow people to define you and who you are for reasons unknown to them, so they HAVE to put a label on the situation when you chose to keep it to yourself since you are tired of speaking on a certain situation. Slaves tend to make excuses for everything. It’s time to become masters, my people. A master. A leader. A person who is unafraid and sure of themselves. Somone who knows what they want and make steps in getting it without looking behind them and thinking a new situation will be the same. Slave mentality. You get a 2008 Jaguar from a 1986 Dodge Dart, and automatically assume the engines are the same and will blow, so you take it back to the dealership out of reminders of how 86 car used to ride once.. instead of enjoying your blessing and know this new car will be even better than what you had. You can’t define me. You can’t even try to, but if you choose to do so, then more power to you for your false approach of reality. I am truly being blessed.. and if you are not for me, then blessings to you anyhow. But with these blessings, there is ALWAYS someone to share it with… another genuine master, sweet as sugar. I just chose no longer look behind me or entertain juvenilistic things and person. Thanks for the vacation, I said I was rejuvenated and it shows… and it is here that I am prepared to go alone, which is how it has been for the past year. You can’t kill me. You can’t define me. Time to keep a smaller circle, which is coming with a new phone number. Angry? Not at all. So happy and free right now. Just not entertaining foolish people. Anger and telling me I am angry is a label. Labels are for closed minded individuals trying to define something unknown. I was a wonderful person long before you and my track record shows… the public and friends know me. Dang, typing this is a burden lifted off me. Because I am free.. I choose not to deal with slaves. I am a master… what are YOU looking for? You’re the question and the answer..