Goodbye Demon...

Life to me is something, I live it now without any complaints. I been through the pain and hurt and I'm still surviving. Just living life, I say. I got a great story to tell for young generations to come. I've already told some others but I believe it will teach generations to come how to deal with their problems. I experienced child abuse, suicidal moments, overwhelming and devastating events. The situation is horrifying but the experiences has made me a better person. I'm trying to now see everything as optimistic even though it's taking time. I still have my flaws about things and myself but I'm soon going to overcome it. Promises are kicking in. I wouldn't have to worry about anything. One thing : only God knows how I feel, what I think, how I live and when I need a break. The demon inside of me has finally came out and I'm so much better than what I used to be. I might not have a strong bond with God but I know that he; the father, can help a person like me. I'm not ever going to lose hope. I'm going to be bold, strong and willing to do what it takes for the shackles of my soul to be gone. Optimism is my kind of way thinking...

Keep my name out of your mouth....

As many times I said before, keep my name out your mouth! I’m usually a nice guy and try my best to put up with talk but if a person don’t know me, why would they make automatic judgments or even mention a name. My life shouldn’t concern the person unless the person is jealous, worried about me, or is a friend. If not one of the options , I believe the person shouldn’t be concern. The world would be a better place if people stay out of other people’s personal life. Hmmm, a guy from school had spread a rumor about me being homosexual and I truly deny it. If it’s not coming from me I believe it’s not true. I deny being homosexual and for the ones that believe or even heard it, I deny it. Only close friends knows the truth about me so keep my name out your mouth if you don’t know a damn thing about me. Literally! I’m not angry, mad, or upset, I just believe some people talk only what they think they know or what they assume. It’s not fair in humanities to make assumptions. Assumptions are not always the accurate solutions. Solutions aren’t always accurate either. Hmmm, I been doing very well dealing with people that love to spread rumors but one thing I wish people can look into themselves to see what they can find in themselves. Eye to eye, touch to touch, what is wrong? It’s absurd! Anyways, I’m still going to live life no matter what people say or do. Haters will hate on me but I will love em’ til’ death. Latr.


Note the quote:


“The best love to have is the love for the people that hate on you. Love is kind, always….” (Demetre Phipps, 2010)

Boldness of Character.

Never, never, never run into somebody without having a way to proceed in doing so without altercations. Come up with a plan first. Develop a plan that is convenient and successful. Self confidence, being wise is another way of being successful. Don't ever think you are going to fail at something. If so you do think it, there is a chance that you will be a failure.Have confidence and take heed of your words. Be precised with the decisions you make too as you go through the process. When a person believe they can't do anything, the hopeless feeling stresses that person to believe it. Eventually, it will become a characteristic of that person. Every word that you speak is confessed by the tongue. Watch out what you say. The boldness of your character is inside of you. You have to find that boldness. It's the pride you should have for yourself in believing that success can be complete. Day 2 never comes until Day 1 is over, right? Well you have to wait and see how things turn out in order to know what you are able to do. Never show the weakened side of your character because I promise you will never get anywhere in life. you can grow efficiently with the words you use and the decisions you make. It comes by self-confidence so start today by motivating yourself in the interests which you are not well adapted to. Live like We're dying so believe that you can achieve...

A Successful Mind...

10 Ways of thinking, 10 ways of living...

Thinking...

1.
• Open-Minded

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• Kindhearted

3.
• Considerate

4.
• Matters of Responsibility

5.
• Being Wise

6.
• Precise Decision-Making

7.
• Awareness of Imperfections

8.
• Independence

9.
• Determining Forgiveness

10.
• Goals to Success

Attributes of Living

1.
• Loving person

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• Caring person

3.
• A Forgiving person

4.
• Prideful / Boldness of Character / Introverted & Extroverted Person

5.
• Psychedelic

6.
• Kind

7.
• Enjoyable

8.
• Constructive Living

9.
• Self-Control

10.
• Hardship Preparation

Amazing Story...

A bright sunny, rainy morning brought about the day of signs. He silently lied there resting peacefully. He had the structure of a beast and the length of a giraffe, slightly hanging off the edge of the broke down bed. All of a sudden he jumped up from the flat surface where he had rested for days then he went into cardiac arrest. Shaking, mumbling, back and forth muscle spasms, eyes rolling back in the head. Finally he died! The storm crept in through the window, shattered glass on the floor, the wall was struck by lightning, Christmas tree fell to the floor and lights dangled back and forth. What the hell is going on he thought. There’s a knock at the door. The sound of bells ringing, voice screaming, “ Jontavious, Jontavious, Jontavious!” The house started caving in! The voice that was once there started fading away. He finally awoke from his sleep. Sweating, shocked as he ever been in his lifetime! He got out of bed, made way to kitchen, took a look in the refrigerator, there was nothing so he walked away. Walking over to his tree, he stumbled! There were presents under the tree, his eyes got big. The guy never had money or even went shopping. He questioned, where did the presents come from. No answers but he did inspect the presents. The names followed up to be his neighbors. Ironically, his neighbors been dead for two years. “What the hell is going on?” He questioned again, “There is no way. God, what is going on? I have not a penny in my pockets I spent or prospered, how could this be?” While he took time to speak to himself the world outside was dead. He alone had the world in his hands without even knowing it. Without hesitating, he walked over to his window looking out. All he seen was a dark spade in the night, the wind blowing in the midst of the woods and the branches falling from the trees. The guy starts to cry tears. He awakes again. He noticed It was a dream inside of a dream. He had woke up inside of another dream while dreaming the first one. The expression he showed was sadness, tears started running down his face and that’s when he finally got up from bed. The phone started to ring, he ran over to the dresser, picked the phone from the telephone holder and answered it. “Hello”, he answered. “John, is this you?” The anonymous voice asked. “ Yes this is me, what do you want and who is this?” he asked. “Your neighbors are dead!” the voice exclaimed. He starts thinking to himself. Hmmm…. What is going on?… Is that dream reality?... He fell to the floor; after, he went into cardiac arrest. Before gasping for air to notice he was in cardiac arrest, he died. It could have not been the Jon everyone knew. 4 days later his aunt Clara appeared on his door step, looked in the window and seen his body laying on the floor. She banged on the window several of times and then screamed, “ Open up john…. Snap out if, John! The people are on their way to help. Please John, for me!” The body just lied there on the tile floor shaking. Next thing, Clara walked over to one of the boarded up windows and kicked in through the wood. She got into the house, walked through the kitchen into the room where John laid. She fell to her knees and cried. The cry was weird because she spoke of death upon his soul then she wished life for his remains. After she had done it, ambulance arrived. Paramedics rushed in through the door, Clara started screaming again. She cried aloud, “Please lord don’t take him from me!” Paramedics started lifting his body from the ground, he awakes. He then said, “ Clara, what are you doing here?” “Oh I’m just checking on you, John!” she said. “Can everybody leave now?” he asked. Everybody started to leave out the door. He shuts the door behind them. He finally walked upstairs to his bedroom and lie down. “Oh what a day,” he said. He was sleep again…