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My poetic/lyrical first verse of how I came to being and to America:Part 1

I thought of instead of telling you my inspiring story in a normal way but that’s kind of boring. A lot more fun to do it in a poetic/rhyming kind of way. So here it is! Hope you enjoy it! It’s slightly different than the other poetic pieces of work that I’ve done.

I’m not just a rapper but an adapter,

helped my WiFi boost since I saw God at Sinai, my ally,

purify and produced me he did since Harry Potter said “Stupefy”,

my weapons were lo-fi,

awed he simply,

demystify myself so I will rather testify I am not an old wrapper that was used in the latter, 

a snapper turtle, a madder badger with a better bladder.

God, a facade, no a fraud Todd said(bit odd)

since he gave me an escape pod with cod (I applaud)

not saying I’m on the God squad (yet) but he helped me trod on.

Where are my manners, you should be aware and be fair,

was not born in manor.

I declare, no swear that I was an accident of an affair,

bastard son of a turd,

Claire had a flaire to herself  so Pierre took action since he had a passion for her,

sex with her to the max,

relax you say there was latex,

facts are there were cracks in the condemned condem,

I never stared at them for long since she said,  “take care.”

You see, I was abandoned,  done, banned to darkness,

like Loch Ness  hardly seen, I was locked in an abandoned house

less than a mouse since mom was a monster but I’m a songster.

I cried for God, so unfair I compare, was not a son of a billionaire but with a shoddy daddy.

I then heard a blare, it was the police who found me with lice in my hair

my prayer was answered,

that basset hound that found me in the lair.

This is going to sound profound for I was bound to drown but I came around and it felt like I was crowned

 

 

 

Recreating the scene in 50 Shades of Grey+lust+not stopping=rape

So as some of you would know, the great movie for horny and sexual deprived people movie 50 Shades of Grey came out on Valentines Day… how original! Great job Hollywood, didn’t see that one coming! Am I going to be judgmental if you saw it as a girl? Nah…not really but I’m sure you felt like throwing up since you thought, “This isn’t how I learned how to have sex when they taught me about ‘it’ in grade-school. People in Hollywood have umped the ante…I don’t think I can keep up!” Hollywood is always been showing unrealistic and dark themes that make us want to try it out.

 

I can imagine some guys who asked their girlfriends out to this movie (probably not the best choice) or they went by themselves hoping that after the movie they would find a pretty girl to apply what they learned in the movie. I know…very sick. Instead of asking a girl next to you about going out for a blizzard, you ask her to be part of a “study” and say it’s “purely academic.”

It didn’t quite end up like that but:

50 Shades of Grey rape

 

Photo Credit: Washington Post

“A college student who has been accused of raping a classmate told authorities he was reenacting scenes from “Fifty Shades of Grey,” authorities said.” -Washington Post

“After bringing the 19-year-old woman back to his dorm room at the University of Illinois at Chicago on Saturday, Mohammad Hossain, 19, used multiple belts to restrain and beat his victim while he assaulted her, the state’s attorney’s office told The Washington Post.” 

Sometimes, people try to make up things because they don’t like that person but for a situation like this, forensics and investigators will be easily able to see if she is telling the truth.

The alleged incident began when Hossain asked the woman — a UIC student he had previously “been intimate with,” but was not currently romantically involved with — to strip for him, Steve Campbell, a spokesperson for State’s Attorney Anita Alvarez, told The Post.

After the woman removed all of her clothing except for her underwear and bra, authorities allege, Hossain covered her eyes with a knit cap and bound her hands above her head to the bed. He used a second belt to bind her legs and stuffed a tie in her mouth, authorities said. After removing her remaining clothes, Hossain began striking the woman with another belt. When she asked him to stop, saying “no,” “stop” and “you’re hurting me,” he refused. Hossain continued striking the woman — including with his fists, according to the Tribune —  and “verbally indicated that he would not stop” as the woman shook her head and cried, Campbell told The Post.

When Hossain’s roommate showed up outside the dorm room and attempted to open the door, Hossain held it shut, authorities allege.” -Washington Post

First of all, don’t even get in that position. I mean, that’s just asking for it. Secondly If convicted (I think there’s enough evidence him) , he would be charged from 6 to  30 years in prison. It’s people like this that just make me boiling with rage. In my mind, he should be a dead man since he’s sick and a disgrace. Would I blame Hollywood for this? Not exactly but the kind of unrealistic movies does cause people like this to imagine what it would like to do this.

Yes, I believe in the death penalty for rape and murder. It is not “inhumane” like many liberals say. If you are “inhumane” to commit those crimes, it is only right that you shouldn’t be in society. Just think, another person in jail means that your tax dollars are being used for a rapist to keep on living. Have you ever thought about it?

Plus, liberals also believe that it is fine to end your life with an injection as well. So what’s the difference between the two. How would this be different than being injected with poison just like someone who wants an injection to end their life? Oh, I forgot…the one difference is that person is a murderer or rapist.

Do people ever wonder about the victim…usually a woman? Liberals and I differ on a couple of ideas but this is just ignorant and illogical. Basically, what I’m seeing is that they care more about the  person who committed the crime than the victim.

You know what the Romans would do if this happened? They would crucify you on the cross. It was the most horrible way to die back then because it was “a form of slow and painful execution in which the victim is tied or nailed to a large wooden cross and left to hang until dead.” – Wiki

Am I necessarily saying that this should be done today? No, not really but this drove fear into many hearts back then and it could be caused as a fear motivator so people start to get the memo that they shouldn’t commit murder or rape. Right now, I believe there is no justice out there in the world. If you remember, I wrote in my poem, “The murderers and rapists are let go/while they reveal their middle-finger at me” because I believe in justice…is that such a bad thing. Right now, people believe that they can do whatever they want and get away with it…or maybe you get some time in jail and pay a huge fine. You even get a couple of chances to not be given the death penalty. My belief is that once you commit a crime, you are not human and you aren’t benefiting society. I believe in mercy and forgiveness but when you mentally or physically hurt someone else there should be no forgiveness from humans.

If you disagree with this, you will never ever be friends with an INTJ person because INTJ’s crave justice. It would be illogical to do anything else. If you were in Russia with Vladamir Putin as president, you wouldn’t last second because it is a capital punishment. I disagree with him on a couple of things but when it comes to morals and values, he is a very typical INTJ.

 

 

The poetic/rhyming/lyrical genius brings you the prequel to “Somedays”

So last night, I couldn’t sleep… so I started writing a rhyme about “Somedays” but I realized that this poem (that I started) had enough content to be by itself and might I add, this might be one of the best things I’ve ever written. Most people know me by my humor in writing, humor in my comical skits for Facebook (Sorry, you have to be a premium follower for that :P) but I’m also known for being a poetic/rhyming/lyrical genius – yes I can freestyle/rap because that’s how my brain works. My family, friends, and other people who I have shown this kind of writing of mine have loved it! I love wordplay and all of that stuff! Again, a very deep poem and I hope you all are inspired by it to keep going! If you don’t understand some of the “cleverness”, please tell me what you don’t understand!

                  The Prequel to “Somedays”

Some days I feel like I live in a terrain like Ukraine

that sends a rain of pain not peaceful like Maine

Yes, I have obtained a left brain

Please let me explain in this public domain

I need to leave on the express train in the fast lane

While I am still sane

or I will become insane like Dr. Crane

No one helps someone

who Is not like Lil Wayne, Michael Caine, Mark Twain, or Dwayne Johnson

So I need someone like Mary Jane to comfort me

from the Bane’s of the world

Once again, I am no rock so I need to complain

I need someone to help me with my campaign

so I can open champagne or I will resort to cocaine, which I should abstain from my vein

I am not a Great Dane but a small grain in the world.

The main strain or sprain of my soul won’t keep me from my reign

In other words, I will not be detained from getting the chow mein

from the panda express chain

I am pro life so I will maintain it by using butane

to spark my spirit, drain my enemies, and free my chains

Using a wain, I will get away from the acid rain

sucking on a candy cane while being ordained

to entertain people with my poetic rhymes and carry out humane acts and respect I will gain


rap lyrics

Definitely one of my hobbies and passion!

Hope you enjoyed that and I would love to know about your thoughts!

Steve

Romancing with an INTJ:Part 1 (The Ring Shouldn’t Rule your Heart):Valentine’s Day Edition

Happy Day after Valentines to you all! I hope you all had an amazing…perhaps romantic evening with your boyfriend, girlfriend, or spouse. I don’t know, but maybe some guy proposed to you or you (a guy) proposed to a girl. All I can say is that it’s not very original and it doesn’t have that surprise feeling to it. No fun there!

Let me quickly get to my main topic of this post before I go on rambling about what days guys should propose to their girlfriends. Here’s the thing, The ring shouldn’t decide whether the girl says, “Yes” or “No.” You see a lot of girls showing off their ring that was used to propose like it’s something that they treasure. I get that getting something gorgeous and worth that much might mean a lot! I’m not saying that the guy should give her something bad for goodness sake! How much does a ring cost these days??? I don’t know but it doesn’t really matter! A couple thousand dollars is still not worth more than a good heart.

Guys always get nervous when they propose and start to doubt that they gave her “The right ring.” You wouldn’t have this feeling if you think the girl truly loves you! I think if a girl or guy truly loves someone, they will accept you no matter what! I can tell you one thing, I’m not going to be super nervous when I propose to someone because of how I set up my friendships and relationships. I set them up to have success. If you will, when we get to that point, we will be so madly in real love (not just because of sexual reasons) that we’ll practically act like we’re married…except we won’t be having sex. Then she’ll be like, “You think we should be married so we can have kids?” I’ll be like, “Might as well. Do I have to really get on my old knees and propose to you? You already know that I love you and my actions prove that.” Your actions not your words are the key to a successful relationship!

Probably won’t exactly go like that but you get my gist…I’m sure. The ring should only be a symbol of part of your love for the other person. It’s showing your commitment to each other. For example, after that young love runs out and you begin to fight and chase each other with knives, you’ll see each other’s rings and realize how much you were committed to each other at the beginning of your relationship. How lovely you say, eh? Of course, if you’re not really committed to each other…won’t be pretty!

Like the ring in Lord of The Rings, it took possession of the person because it was their only desire. If you desire only possessions, status, or looks that the other person has, then your marriage will fail later on. If it does rule your heart, it will corrupt you!

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Instead of loving the person, you’ll only love what the person has. You won’t be able to stop thinking about those possessions! This is another form of manipulation… using your possessions as a way to find someone or worse, only marrying a person because of who they are. No wonder why so many celebrities divorce their spouse!

You will spend most of your time with “The Ring” (A.K.A. possessions) that you won’t be paying attention to the person. I mean, poor guy right here. You will never be able to control your possessions for eternity!

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This could be part of the reason why so many marriages fails. Those things could easily be gone the next day. It’s sad that sometimes I’m the only one who truly knows what real love is made up of.   What is love according to a person with my personality you might ask? In fact, I would say that people with my personality take the meaning of “love” to a whole new dimension. Could be why it’s hard for us to find someone who we think actually loves us for who we are.

The definition of love according to me is when you “protect, inspire, encourage, care, and respect” someone. If you don’t have all of these characteristics, then you’re relationship or marriage needs a fixin’. If you don’t value any of those characteristics of love, you will never be able to friend or have any kind of relationship with an INTJ. It takes work to make any relationship work but it takes both sides to work with someone like me. It’s worth it for any relationship though. If you want people to later on ask, “How long have you been married?” You say, “50 years!” They are like “Wow. How were you able to be married for so long?” It’s quite simple –  They understand the meaning of true love. I have great respect for people like that. They’ve worked through their differences and truly embrace what real love is all about not just in the good times, but also the bad times.

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Love is a fantasy for many people only because they don’t understand it! I just gave the perfect characteristics as to what love is! It’s not like no one knows what love is all about. You know, I know a pretty handsome bachelor who’s funny, intelligent, musical, great at sports..oh, what am I doing? I’m falling in that trap. No, the best thing about me The Bachelor is that when I love someone, I “protect,  inspire, encourage, care, and respect” them.


 

*phone ringing from my girlfriend* “Umm, remember I’m your girlfriend. I am those things with you as well.” Well, folks! Looks like I’m taken by a person who truly loves me and I love her, so you’ll have to find some other guy!

Hopefully this post was lovely and mushy enough for you on the Day after Valentines!

Steve

 

Love to an INTJ is Really Special in that it Hates to Disappoint What it Loves

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Picture from emspeaks.wordpress.com (BTW) she’s a great writer! Love her writings about personalities)

For most INTJ’s, finding our “love” is a very  calculated approach at the beginning, which is like how we (INTJ) approach everything. We think about something but when we start to love something or feel passionate about something, we would pretty much do anything to get that idea or do anything for that person… you could say that this is when we start to show our “human side.” However, there is a problem with this and I’ve seen it so many times. When we find this person, this person is so amazing and perfect that we start to doubt ourselves. Am I good enough for this perfect person? Yes, even a person with this personality can doubt themselves because we love that person so much that we realize we aren’t good enough for them. There’s someone else better for them. You would think that since we are desiring someone amazing because for most of the part, we are probably the most confidence personality, we would feel good enough for anybody. However, like everyone, no matter what the personality would be, we still doubt ourselves because we want the best for that person. In a sense, if you are a true INTJ, you want the best for other people (especially if you love and respect them). You desperately want other people to succeed in life.

Most INTJ’s won’t just drop it without telling their girlfriend or boyfriend why they are breaking up with them. They will tell you exactly how they feel. I was reading a forum on a personality discussion that all of these INTJ’s were talking to each other (Some of you might say this is weird but this is something that so many of us do) and there was this INFJ person who wrote about a letter that her boyfriend(INTJ) sent her and I thought this would be exactly the kind of letter that I would write. This explains an INTJ at their very roots.

“I can’t know if it is the right decision or the wrong decision. I just feel that with time it will eventually come to this same conclusion. For me, the decision is about whether or not it’s right to waste anymore of your time if I can’t see us together forever. The truth is I don’t know why my mind is clouded and why I can’t commit to the idea of the two of us happy forever. Maybe I’m just selfish even beyond my own control. I know that the part of our separation I dreaded the most was causing you pain.”

Do people with this personality have feelings? Absolutely!!!!

Steve

 

What is Obama’s legacy?:As a Concerned American Citizen…

That is a good question. He discussed what his legacy would be like in his last address the other day for a lot of the time. What will be his legacy? His approval ratings are the very worst of any other president, there have been many studies to show that he’s been the worst president ever. I am a very concerned American citizen and I want this country to be at the very top, which is where it was many years ago. Of course, China has now passed the U.S. as having the biggest military and economy.

Obviously, don’t read this if you’re about to be offended. I will not be sued for or blamed for anything I say. That’s how politics works and I do live in a free country – it’s called America or have we (government) really forgotten what this country is really about…freedom of speech. Of course, I’m not going to say anything too horrible about him but basically look at pictures people have put him to mock him and see if they are true.

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The Ant and the Farmer: lessons from a 13 year-old child

I wrote this when I was like 13 years old for an English assignment. Not as good as my writing these days but it still has a great message!

This poem is based on the American value of hard-work. It’s inspired on how an ant works hard to be prosperous. America has had to work hard to be prosperous like the ant. The farmer and the ant are both America. For each stanza, the first and third line are about the farmer and the second and fourth line are the ant.

The Ant and the Farmer

The farmer got up from bed still tired

The worker ant wanted to leave the colony so it could get food

The farmer skipped his breakfast to get going in his work

The ant didn’t even bother to eat

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The farmer starts to plant his seeds

The ant starts to go through the grass to find food

The farmer waters the ground so the seeds can grow

The ant finds the food it’s going to take back

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Crows come to the field and start eating the corn seeds

A group of spiders come around and start to hurt the ant and take his food

After the farmer saw that the crows were ruining his corn, he chased them away

The ant somehow managed to escape but not with its food

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The farmer came back in the home disappointed and told his wife what happened

The ant came back to the colony with nothing

The farmer was even more determined to plant his seeds without the crows getting them

The ant knew that it had to get food the next day

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Even earlier, the farmer got up and started to plant the seeds

Right when the sun came up, the ant was back at work

The farmer planted the seeds and covered them with netting

The ant brought along some of the other worker ants

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The crows came and thought they could once again take the seeds

A group of spiders saw the one ant taking food to the colony so they went after the ant

The crows flew toward the where the seeds were planted but got trapped

When the spiders came, the other ants came out and attacked the spiders

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The crows knew that they couldn’t get the seeds so they flew away never to return

The wounded spiders were overwhelmed by the ants so they retreated

The farmer leaped up for joy for he had beaten the enemy

The ant and the other ants returned home with lots of food and enough for the winter


 

Meaning of the poem:

This poem is mostly about hard-work but it also has some other American values and messages. The first two stanza’s were about how the ant and the farmer both worked hard to plant the seeds or get food. America was built on hard work. The third stanza was about the troubles that the ant and farmer faced. I think we all know that the United States has been through a bunch of tough spots. The fourth stanza is all about the depression but the stanza ends with the ant and farmer determined to do better the next day. The next paragraph shows the perseverance of the ant and farmer. The farmer needed to use his ingenuity to defeat the crows. America has also used the smart people in its country to do this as well. The message of the ant is a different one. It’s about teamwork. America has teamed up with other countries to get the problems solved. The next stanza shows how the enemy was defeated. The last stanza shows the joy of the farmer and the ant that they conquered the enemy. With hard-work, perseverance, team-work, and intelligence they were able to do something that no one else could do without those qualities.

Steve

When I look into the mirror: Retelling of my story

When I look into the mirror

I see my two eyes staring back

 my soul reflects the most

I look to see

what is in my soul

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a person filled with pain

past mistakes

past troubles

create a strong sense of guilt

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hidden somewhere though

 joy and peace

 from family and friends

More of this feeling there must be

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I see memories from the past

dreams of becoming someone better

trying to get high while really stooping low

depression grasping at me

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dreaming to be loved

 no real love is there

this should not be felt by anyone

 it still happens

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somehow my love for others gets misinterpreted

it seems like hate but it’s protective love

real love can hurt

 feels like a grenade destroying my heart

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 some say I’m gay

for never seriously being with a girl

need to find someone with the same commitment

 to mend my heart from being destroyed once more

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honestly and justice are my middle name

some blame me when I’m too honest

society lets the murderers and rapists go

while they reveal their middle-finger at me

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I try to find some peace

corrupt people surround me

“Go to Hell” they scream

death laughs and takes them to eternal damnation

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How ironic that I should not be the one to die

playing hangman and hoping to hang

can’t die

my will is too strong to give up entirely

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I look even deeper in my soul

 many tribulations and trials

 made me

an unstoppable force

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 I look back

 I’m a fighter

The haters may come

 good always triumphs

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look deep inside you

 see who you are

accept who you are

 live who you were made to be

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 wasn’t enough though to stop the bleeding

I needed something or someone more

then I found Jesus

 cleaned my bloody face and also the hurt

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he lived a life I couldn’t

 spread good everywhere

help the wounded

he died in my place

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dream big

heed my warning

don’t fall victim to the world’s propaganda

it only leads to sadness and the feeling I had

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take my story

use it as a key

look into your soul

see what is in there


“Even when my mind tells my legs to stop running, my legs don’t pay attention and manage to run like the wind. It’s that feeling of endurance that has always kept me alive and from pulling that trigger. ” – Steve (that would be me)

“Never give in. Never give in. Never, never, never, never—in nothing, great or small, large or petty—never give in, except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force. Never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy.”  ― Winston S. Churchill

“We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance.” – Romans 5:3

“Despite our suffering and in the midst of our pain, there stands One who is acquainted with suffering, and He is willing to heal us. His name is Jesus Christ.” – Sho Baraka

“Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.” ― Seneca

What depression feels like:Rhyming

This is my first “From the Heart” post.

There was a time in my life where I was always depressed and I felt horrible. I kept it all to myself and that only hurt me more. This is what it felt like!

Before my life was crap and everything would sap my strength

Everyone would slap me and it felt like I was scrap metal

others clap about my handicap

felt like a gift wrap box with nothing good inside

 burst me like bubble wrap

only present that I unwrapped was from my only fan, death

They entrapped me in their booby traps

I put on my thinking cap but they would zap my thinking

I would strap myself with a chin strap but traps were everywhere

I feel like rap artist ranting about his problems but let me continue

My depression didn’t leave asap like the other chap

Frappes and gingersnaps helped him but not me

My life to others was just a mishap

 like a dog yapping about no food and tapping the door to get out and be free

I wish there was a map for freedom and independence but I was only kidnapped by my nightmares and fears

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I learned how to not only deal with it but also how to get rid of it. Later, I’ll discuss that.

Steve

 

 

 

 

 

 

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