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The Neighborly thing to Do?

What is so difficult about being a good neighbor? It seems that no matter where I live or stay there is always some neighborly dispute going on. Whether it’s an apartment, house or trailer there is always almost a guarantee of some drama poppin off. It doesn’t matter where you’re from or where you live. Rich or poor the only difference is that one has money for lawyers. I remember when I was a child and how few the disputes were then. People respected one another, when there was an issue they talked it out. As I get older I see the respect waining to a drastic state. No one cares for their fellow neighbor anymore and any dispute is often just a reason to call the police. Some are not only uncaring but flat out disrespectful of the people living beneath, above or to the side of them. What happened to teaching your children not to run inside the home. What happened to keeping the volume to a respectable level as to not disturb others because they pay rent and deserve the same respect they show you? What happened to common ground and treating others as you expect to be treated? It seems all of this has gone the way of the dodo.

These days you’re most likely to get a big fuck you from someone rather than an apology, even when they’re wrong. We are sinking into the inhumane mire with a smile on our faces and believing ourselves right, along with it. We refuse to see our own downfall or the example we are setting with our degradation. Our young ones see us in this state and believe us. As the example they believe our actions are correct and follow suit. We say it takes a village but buy the matches to set the village ablaze. Yet we sit and wonder why the youth doesn’t respect their elders. Do you? Do you respect your fellow man and woman? We need to brew a global cup of coffee and wake the fuck up! Start teaching or better yet start doing it right so that those watching us can follow the correct suit. Not one we think looks right but one that is right. Respect.
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An invitation

Hello my fellow bloggers. I  am here to invite you to my new poetry blog http:// poeticallybloo.wordpress.com I know some of you used to follow my last poetry blog which I decided to close down due to expenses I could not afford at the moment and I hope you will come to partake of my poetry here.  I will most definitely follow your page with my new blog in return.  Thank you in advance for your continued support.

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In search of a gay Best Friend…

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I have many acquaintances but as I’ve reiterated before, few friends. Recently I had begun to think about the gay best friend dynamic. What is it that makes the friendship so unified. What makes women want to have that one gay best friend? I was watching Will and Grace the other day and could not help but be a little jealous that I have never had a male bestie. I would love to have a real male friend who I could really be that honest with and he with me. All of this made me wonder what is all the hype about and is there a real Will and Grace out there.
What is the recipe? Is it the fact that it’s a friendship like no other? Is it that you can actually get the benefits of actually being best friends with the opposite sex without all of the complications of attraction? The jury is still out on that one, I really don’t know. The truth of it for me is that it looks fun. You can get all the secrets into men’s souls and not have to worry that the confidant will come on to you lol. You can share ideas and get honest answers.
Let’s be honest ladies we love our men but most of them don’t want to hear a out female issues or give you the gods honest truth a out them either. No man out there want to divulge the male code or break the man law. Anyhow these are the questions that cruise through my head on a daily basis I wanted to share it with you? Has this ever crossed your mind? Do tell.

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A dialog about Friendship

 

friend

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noun

1.

person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.

Today I sat down at my computer wondering about friendship. I am amazed at how some people claim to be friends with someone when most of the time they don’t so much as know the last name of the person they call a friend. I am the first to tell you that I do not have many friends. I have tons of acquaintances, people I have met and would chit-chat anywhere with, but friends? No. Of those I can call friends I claim only two.

Now. It’s only fair that if I let you know my definition of friend since I only claim to have two people I call true friends.

A friend to me is someone who is loyal and honest with me at all times. A person I can trust with everything about me, free of judgement. One who I can call at any time of day or night in an emergency and believe without a doubt that they will be there when it got down to it. A friend is a person who always has your back in every situation yet isn’t afraid to let you know when you cross the line or are an ass. A friend laughs with you when you’re silly and cries with you when you’re sad. Most of all a true friend is trustworthy and survives the ups and downs of life. When a friend feels there’s something not right they come to you because they believe in your honesty toward them, as you believe in theirs towards you. This is my definition of friendship.

Many times I see people misrepresent the meaning of such a sacred bond, saying “oh, we were friends for a few months and then we stopped talking” That is not friendship. Friends talk and communicate. True friendships last for years and years. That’s not to say there wont be disagreements, there are always those, the key is surviving them and true friendships do that. Sadly the definition had been altered by some, made into something that has no resemblance to what I grew up with. Now I see women my age talking behind their “friends” back and the next day smiling in their face. It kills me and I just shake my head.

I truly hope that people take the time in the future to really define their friendships. I hope that they focus on practicing the art of being a true friend. A real friendship can save your life. A true friendship defines you. Are you a real friend?