The Last Of The Mr Nice Guys

Being nice doesn’t get you anywhere. It doesn’t get the girl. It doesn’t get you that promotion you’ve been secretly hoping for at work. It doesn’t even get you the respect or recognition from your friends or family. I know they say it’s a dog-eat dog world but is there no place in the world for the kind-hearted, chivalrous gentlemen any longer?

It sometimes puzzles me how people can be ruthless, care-free and inconsiderate to others. At what point do you stop and think to yourself, ‘Why am I doing this?’ or, ‘What’s the point?’ People can exploit kindness as weakness. The definition of nice within the description of one’s character or personality does not possess the warm, radiant positive connotations as it may have done in the past. Instead, nice derives the notion of mediocrity and the idea of being average.

My message to guys out there: Don’t be nice anymore. Be wary but be yourself. Be charismatically charming but most importantly be distinctly interesting.

Thanks for reading.

Save Me!

I stopped panicking, even though my breathing became difficult and my vision was unclear. I had one option in my mind. Survive. Something gave me the strength to surface. All I remember was the sounds of what I can only describe as people trying to revive my conscious mind. The voices had awaken me once again. The spirit within made contact. Present day caught up with my alternative escape.

Forever misunderstood and sadly forever forgotten about. The days of unity have divided what we once notioned as family. The seeds have long been sewn and the fruits of the tree of life are ripe into maturity. The next generation are still being readied to carry on the cycle. There are the only hope to repair the ageing tree. They have to be allowed to make changes for they will carry the torch of unity that will one day become a legacy!

Under Constuction

The transition into adult can often become difficult. With age comes great responsiblity. Sometimes we have to sacrifice all the of the things we have learned and experienced and start over again. We must be patient. We must survive.

Sometimes we have to break the cycle of dysfunctionality within family. The pain from yesterday must be absoloved through forgiveness,
the same forgiveness which will over time heal the blackness which resides deep in our souls and memories.Time is a precious thing.

Hidden emotions have a tendancy to manifest over time.