Believe it or not I had a blog before and had erased it during my restructuring of this site. I don't know what's different this time or do I intend to stick with it or not. For now I intend to. I don't intend to erase anything right now at all. On my previous blog I had a certain boxer on there that I had mentioned. Right now I remember his passing, he was a Black American man, some consider him a hero, I don't know him personally and have never met him. He was an activist as well from what I have read and seen. I mention this as my fourth entry because he was an inspiration to me although in the slightest of ways. You see, I don't like violence. If someone elects to be nonviolent and rejects war then I am in their corner though from afar for no other reason other than the fact that I too prefer peace all over on planet earth. I know its not so farfetched an idea its already here in fact, we just should accept it in ourselves more often. Also, if a person decides to use their fists as a weapon, I can't argue with that in my opinion when it comes to self defense. I cannot say the boxing profession is not dangerous as it clearly is. I can't sit here and say I like to fight because I don't its just me I just choose to be this way, but if a man would use his fists to defend his home rather than a gun I admire that courage. God gave us our two hands right? So using them to defend yourself, or maybe you like the sport of boxing either way rejecting the premise of war as an option is the central point of this post. So I got a little inspiration one time from a boxer and I'm fine with it, to me boxing is still better than war and massacre. So this mention is the fourth entry on my blog. For you up and coming sports stars out there risking injury, take care of thyself. Thank you.

I do think this is a muse …... That time I checked off becoming a comedian for good when I just moved here to California some ten years back. I can't call any comedians names even though I would like to because we are a sensitive society all of a sudden we either don't trust jokes, don't like them, they aren't "jokey" enough for us, or maybe they are too jokey but we don't like who delivers it for no reason other than we need to find something about others we don't like because we can, even though we shouldn't, we still do and we are all guilty of it its what free choice is...…..so for this blog just know I respect this profession and the people who risk their livelihoods to do it, I myself was going to make it a profession... anyway don't fret, If you are a comedian just starting out and you know you mean well, plus you know you are speaking your truth when you are up there, don't worry about the box people will try to put you in and do your thing. Long story short I was sure that comedy fascinated me. I was sure I could do it, I had everything down pat and then I wrote my first few jokes. I don't think I'm going to elaborate, but lets just say I do love to laugh but I will leave the professionals to their work, to the people who are experts. Lastly, sometimes I can't help but admire other professions. Comedy just happens to be one of them I do not mind having in my life. I would like to choose and say the kind of comedy I'm most into and put in on here, but you can't be too choosey with some art because if you accept comedy, its okay to accept it as an art form in its entirety even though you don't like what you hear. You are an artist like me, and the rest of artists, your art is just slightly different is all. Its really hard by the way in my opinion, so power to folks when they do their thing or are just starting out their career, if it fits do it, if its naturally who you are do it. Don't be like me, I quit...……..like immediately. Because I am not a true comedian I can only admire, and chuckle, and laugh then smile. I'll just watch and listen because I just knew it wasn't for me, that others are better at it. So I will stick to amateur jokes, when no one is looking. And write sometimes about the art forms that intrigue me as well as my own.

If you think I can write well or sing well or what have you, that is who I am. An artist. I write, I sing, I do other things but that isn't for this post. Why do I write the way I do? Let me first say all writers are as unique as DNA. Just to get that out of the way.....Well, one day in college I was introduced to Frederick Douglas and his work. I had to go to community college, I could not afford anything else. I wanted to learn so I got my start at a community college and let me just say it was one of the best experiences of my life so it must be the second entry on my blog. Obviously, it would appear at first that my education is cheap due to the fact that I went to community college first. But I feel rich in what I learned there as I graduated with "okay" grades. They won't let you graduate if your grades are low. The one I went to anyway. So I was introduced to a man's work called Frederick Douglas. I was born in Jamaica and had never heard of him. I had also never heard of many things until I went to community college here in America. I didn't know my history well and I learned it there. I will never forget how inspired I felt, and it wasn't because he was so intellectual and almost perfect in every way as a writer, it was because I could not understand his time and how he overcame what he did in the times he did. In my young mind at the time, I couldn't understand how he found beauty to write about. For me, that was one of the first times that I was fascinated by another writer.  He moved me at a time when I was needing inspiration and  took my writing and imagination to another level completely. So he goes first here now because I remember the moment he made an impact on me through his work. Others that have made an impact on me and have taken my imagination beyond myself are, Nanny and the Maroons, Winston Churchill (I'm kinda hoping that I spelt his name right), and Albert Einstein, (hopefully I spelt that right too). Those are the four names that came to mind for this post. There are so many other people and writers who have made me a better person, made me as an artist better, made me as a writer better. I may mention some as I go along, others I simply will not mention as they have touched me in a more personal way. Thanks for reading.

Glasme Parker is my mom. That is her name. She belongs on my blog for obvious reasons. She's mom, but not only that, she came to the U.S as an immigrant. I appreciate her in every-way. I appreciate her hard work that she put into us being a single mother with nothing, she didn't leave us behind even though she could have. Because of her, I was able to come to America and at least get an education. That is part of who I am. Thanks mom. Thank you for reading.