My Reply

Yet another shamless act of self promotion.

The other day someone took the time to write the following:

ur stupid poems do not make any sense. a lot of blah blah blah. They just reflects and mirrors how shallow you are as a person who is self absorbed. You are such an ego maniac it is sickening. All the peeps who post their comments reply only to your looks and not ur work. or shall i say reply good things cuz of your looks, just to brown nose and be up ur ass. U have projected urself so high that you forgot how to be humble and kind hearted! These people who comment dont know you, they only go on the perception they see in those pictures. U aint gonna be cute forever son, reap what you sow nigga!! grow up and stop playing with them damn legos! Im sure u wonder who from your past could possible write this hateful stuff. who were u shady too? Too many to reflect on? U'll never know. who knows we can be rubbing elbows and u would never know its me the hater,lol. u see,i too can be a hyprocrate. I learned it by watching u. Rethink who are your friends yusef! later!

To which I took the time to reply:

Well, let me start my stating that your email was a lot of “blah blah blah.” Please get a life and stop paying so much attention to mine. I am neither shallow nor self absorbed. I just have a lot more love then many people do for themselves. Am I an ego maniac? No. I am very aware of my faults, short comings and insecurities because I too am human not just some obscure webpage layout of nice pictures. However, at the end of the day I am my biggest fan because the reality of so many hateful mothers fuckers as yourself, is as sure as the time you took to write what you did behind the safe cover of your internet walls. Please know that the majority of the people who have commented on my site are close friends who know me outside of this rather impersonal setting. In regards to the Legos, I love them. I have many little pleasure I enjoy in life, for example, my Legos or the attention and time I get from losers like you, both make me smile. You are right, by the way, in regards to my looks not lasting forever, but trust my wrinkles will be that of laugh lines, which I gladly will wear as a testament to a life well lived with little regrets . By the way I thank you for today’s laugh and contributing to my laugh line fund. Hopefully, you will be as fair weathered as I find myself and not find yourself too loose at the end. (Pun intended) Lastly, no, I do not care to question who from my past this could be. You are probably someone who I allotted less attention to, then what you hoped to receive. Did you let me hit it on the first night and not get a call back? Did my lack of attention wound your ego? Did I not placate to your Western sense of etiquette and afford you the hand shake you so desperately needed? It’s part of life. It has happened to me and everyone else a hundred times. It’s the gamble and uncertainty of living that makes it worth living. My coming to terms with not liking you, caring to develop any kind of relationship to you, finding you incompatible, stupid, a bad fuck, someone I would rather not stand next to or just accepting that life and happenstance took us down separate roads, does not make me a shady person, just comfortable with my choices and that of not having given you (who ever you are) the time. Do the same, get off my dick and liberate yourself. Trust me there are other people out there who would give you the time/attention which you desperately require, who are perhaps more compatible with and best compliment your social circle. I obviously am neither. Live your own life and share it with others who reciprocate your feelings/needs in the long run it will be a lot more rewarding then wasting time criticizing others.