Fools to reason and the mind is pure,

Covered with scents of Christian Dior,

Left to temptation and tempted for more,

titillated by passions flowing to the core….

http://thegrimview.wordpress.com/2012/05/14/that-night/

I’ll give you food for thought if you fetch me a fork,

Silently dreaming so don’t awaken my thoughts,

Never neglect my voice,

I stand to reason to give you a reason to stand,…

http://thegrimview.wordpress.com/2012/05/14/ocean-dreaming/

Last time I opened the door, but only peeked inside the house. I broached a topic that demands further exploration which hopefully I will be able to delve into today. The subject I’m referring to is of course the one discussed in my previous blog: Are black men held to a higher standard?…

http://thegrimview.wordpress.com/2012/04/27/are-black-men-held-to-a-different-standard-by-society-revisited/


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As words pour out on a page like lashings of tempestual ocean waves against broken rocks, the solemn glare of a darkened sky meekly depresses the soul.

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Dear Love,

Sometimes it’s hard for me to stare into your eyes and witness your pain,

Knowing there’s nothing I can really do…

I have to firstly admit, this is something I have done myself a few times. It is something very easy to do because we allow ourselves to become entrenched in a way of thinking. Our ego’s, whether large or minute…

The beginning is marked by freverant exchanges of text messages. Perhaps even by phone calls, late phone night phone calls that drift from topic to topic, circling around the obvious like an intoxicated cyclist…