What Happens In Vegas

This Is Sin City

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They say: What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas…but with the advent of smartphones & social media, I challenge you to make that statement true again lol. In an age where it is commonplace for people to share everything, it seems that the one thing that we we lack the ability to truly share is….true, unconditional love. In fact, most people’s unconditional love have too many conditions to receive it. Think about that for a second. What are YOUR requirements for loving someone without conditions? Do you need to know that they love you back? Does your relationship need to be a t a certain level before you can truly open up? What things have you stated are requirements for you to love unconditionally? Did you ever realize that you did that?

So now that I’ve got you thinking for a second, let’s get back to why I’ve been away, and why this entry is a week late lol. I was in Las Vegas for the 2nd time in as little as 3 months. I was taking a moment to enjoy lyfe. When we 1st met, I told you that I would always stress upon you the importance of getting off of the hamster wheel, and to go out and explore what lyfe has to offer, beyond clocking in and clocking out. I try to lead by example, and I’ll be sharing more of my travel adventures with you soon, but MAN!!! Vegas is so much fun.

I stayed at the beautiful Red Rock Casino & Spa. This place is huge. It had its own movie theater, AND a full bowling alley right on premises. The pool area was unreal. There were so many pools to choose from lol. Wait til you see this…

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That is the view of the pool area from my suite, and even this does not truly do the area justice. Now why am I sharing this? Is it because I want to brag to you that I went to Vegas, while you went to work? Not at all. It’s to remind you that we’re all due to that slice of lyfe that we keep denying ourselves. STOP saying as soon as situation A & situation B falls into place, I’ll take that vacation that I need. I’ll go after that dream that I really want to build. I’ll start that business that I really want to launch. The BEST time to do all of that was Yesterday, the next best time is NOW!! Lyfe will continue to happen without you. Do you want to live it or do you want to continue to spectate in it? I will continue to LIVE lyfe. You’ve spectated long enough. Say it with me: I’VE SPECTATED LONG ENOUGH!!!

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The day that I returned from Vegas, there was horrific incident that lead to many phone calls, text messages, inboxes, etc of people desperately seeking confirmation that I was not involved. I’m thankful for everyone that reached out, but more importantly it serves as a reason for why we MUST live lyfe to its fullest capacity. It’s been reported that at least 60 people lost their lives on that night. Hundreds of others wounded. My thoughts and prayers are with all of the families, and it’s why I say to you, my family, to live lyfe. take that chance you’ve been thinking about, because the rest of today is not promised to us, let alone tomorrow. The graveyard is alive with the hopes, dreams, and promises of I’ll do it tomorrow, from people who never got the chance too. No more putting lyfe on hold. YOU’VE SPECTATED LONG ENOUGH!!!!

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The Most Electrifying Man..

Mr. Glenn Hughes

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When I began this journey into blogging, one of the 1st things that I said was: “I wanted to encourage people to live Lyfe to its fullest…” I wanted people to take from one of my personal lyfe experiences to appreciate lyfe itself, the people in their lives, and to recognize even through the turmoil of the moment, you can make it through.

One of the other things I was aiming for by telling you my story, was to paint a very real picture for you… that continued lyfe is not promised to any of us, and I was one of the blessed ones. Now on this journey of lyfe, you will encounter many people. Some will become friends or associates, some will even become enemies, and every now and again, you will meet a person that you can only classify as special. Mr. Glenn Hughes, was special. It saddens me to use the term “was”, but today my co-workers and I were informed that Mr. Hughes passed  away. A man, that from the 1st hello, you could tell that he was so full of lyfe, and was going to instantly be an upgrade to yours.

The impact of this news (of his passing) hit as deeply as your 1st conversation with Glenn. This guy, man listen lol. Glenn and I discussed politics, wrestling, news, sports, our customers, lyfe in general lol, you name it, we discussed it. I was ready for him today too. I had just said to a co-worker that I hope he came to work today, because Wed was our day to get at it. I looked forward to every Wed (every day really) because when “The most electrifying man in cable, internet, and home phone services” walked in the door, you knew it was going to be a show.

Today, there’s no show. No sports talk. No politics. No news, and today, my guy traded in his cool sunglasses for even cooler angelic wings. A lot of people believe that greatness /success is achieved and represented by “stuff”. The nice car, the big house, how much money you have. “Stuff”. To me, greatness is achieved by the impact you have on people, and that impact determines your legacy. How will people be impacted long after you’ve left this lyfe. As my co-workers, and even myself, fought with our emotions today at the news of the loss. The frustration, the tears, the conversations taking place, there was one thing truly clear. Nobody had a bad word to say about Glenn Hughes, and that his touch on the people that he met was so impactful, that God himself decided that it was time to go “One On One…. With The Great One”…

R.I.P my friend. I appreciate our time together #TheJetLyfe

I wonder if heaven’s got a ghetto

All eyez on me…

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We all have a birth date, and we’ll all have a date of death. What’s most important though, is what you do in between the two. You know, the “Dash”. Far too many people are so afraid of dying, that they never actually LIVE. They’ve never traveled, never went to that concert they really wanted to go to. They never took that chance that they now wish that they did. Ask the average person how are things, and their response is usually something like: I’m hanging in there, I’m just trying to make it. Those response, to me, say that they’ve given up. They don’t see a way out of whatever situation that they’re in at that moment, but sadly, most never really look up from holding their heads, and shoulders, so low to see that opportunity is all around them. They’ve quit on lyfe, and truly have become “The Walking Dead”…

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(I bet you were looking for a Walking Dead pic huh lol) So as others have unknowingly given up on lyfe, I’m bullet ridden and fighting for mine. You didn’t think that I forgot about that did you? It’s party time. Hair braided. Leaving to head to the “turn up”. I actually stop, shake hands, and have a full convo with the person who would shoot me 5x, just a few mins later. I told you I knew him lol, don’t act all surprised lol. The shooter, and a few others, enter a car and drive past  me & my (former) friend  leaving the neighborhood. As my friend and I are reaching the top of the block, he says: Hey, do you hear firecrackers? It’s May, people are crazy lol. As it turns out though, those aren’t firecrackers. You know that car that drove by us earlier? Yeah, it’s that car barreling towards us, shooter hanging out of the window, and he’s got one agenda, the end of MY LYFE.

Well what would you do in that situation? Would you Run? Would you lay down on the ground, hoping they drive by? Do you split up and leave your friend? What would you do (leave a comment)? Well, I did what I thought was right? I pushed my friend in the ground to protect him. That honestly was my 1st thought. Make sure he wasn’t hurt. Not my own lyfe, but the lyfe of someone else, and then I took off running. Now running for me is a no brainer. Why? Because I was a track athlete, and a damn good one. In my neighborhood, the last thing you EVER wanted to do is run from me. You would never get away, and everyone knew it, so of course I could outrun a few bullets right? I took off like a bolt of lightning being fired from a speed of light cannon. Is that a thing? I don’t know lol.

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So here’s where things get interesting. (as if they aren’t already right?). My friend decides that he isn’t going to leave me, so he gets up to run after me. Please tell me how he’s going to catch the “Fastest man alive”? Yea, I said it lol. Did I mention, that he has severe asthma, a gallon of Paul Masson on his back, in a book bag, AND a 5th of Hennessey?!?! I told you guys it was going to be a celebration right? lol. Well oddly enough, he actually catches up to me about a 1/2 a block away. He instantly knows something’s wrong, because how else could he catch me? As he gets closer, he asked: What’s going on? My response: I’m hit. I use my right hand to show him where, and my hand is covered in blood. I’m leaking like a faucet here, and I’m STILL trying to get him to get out of here.

He tries to carry me to a safe place. We make it about another 1/2 a block before I’m too heavy for him to shoulder my weight anymore. At this time, I’m about 225 lbs, all muscle. Like I’m crazy fit, but you would never know I weigh that much. You should see me now, I look like an exercise ball. Don’t judge me lol. We stop on the steps of an old abandoned church in our neighborhood. No, we don’t live there anymore, but it’s still ours lol. He’s attempting to call any, and everyone for help. My phone is covered in blood. Can’t use that. His phone won’t make an outgoing call. Jeez, thanks Sprint!! (just joking, I love my Sprint service lol).

Finally, some friends of ours show up, ARMED and ready to make sure that the shooter doesn’t come back to finish me off, but wouldn’t you know it, I die….. On the steps of an old abandoned church…… Damnit Jim!!

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Nightmare on My Street…

Dream Warrior….

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Imagine for a second, the moment you open your eyes on any given morning, that you KNOW that you’re going to die that day. What would you do? How would you act? Where would you go, and who would you see? Would you even leave the house if you believed that staying home would prevent it? Really take a second and think about it. Most will say that they can’t imagine an answer to all of those things, but then they’ll ask me: If you KNEW, why didn’t you just stay home? My answer would be: Can you really hide from lyfe? Doesn’t lyfe go on with or without you, even if you try to pause your own? Well of course it does.

On May 5, 2001 I died. That day is the birthday of someone I once considered a good friend. I had the whole day played out in my head, and planned out to make sure he had a great day, but there’s this old saying: The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry. We’ll call that understatement of the year for this day lol. Have you ever been told to trust your gut? Don’t fight the feeling when something is telling you that things aren’t right? Well the moment my feet hit the floor, I knew. This wasn’t a FEELING, this was absolute foresight. I didn’t know HOW, but I did know that it was an absolute fact.

The skeptics in the room are going: Nope, don’t believe it. So I’ll say this to you who don’t believe me YET. You’ve had those same feelings, but about smaller things. A friend invites you to a party / event, and SOMETHING tells you not to go. You don’t go, and something happens. What’s the 1st thing you say? Something told me not to go, and I’m glad that I didn’t. You know that feeling. Now magnify that by infinite levels. It’s like being clairvoyant / psychic or something. Hmmm, maybe I could be a psychic and predict futures lol

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So now that I know, what do I do? I continue on with my day of course. you CAN NOT hide from lyfe, but some extra confirmation would be nice, “Just In Case” right? So I’m banging out my routine. I shower, I get dressed, I take my hair out of the braids. I’m going to get my hair re-braided. Can’t be rough-looking at a celebration right? My boy gets his shower on, and then it’s time to go. Funny thing though, I’m a music junkie, and one of my favorite artist at the time was Jaheim, and one of the most popular shows for music during this time was 106 & Park on BET. How could you not love AJ & Free? Man oh man, Free. Lawd, but that’s a story for another time lol. Ok, staying focused lol. 106 & Park would always show a rerun the very next morning after the show aired. Why is this important? As we’re preparing to leave the house, they show the debut of Jaheim’s new song: Just In case. My fave artist at the time, new song / video? Why yes, I can take a moment to watch before we leave.

Now for those of you who don’t know, the lyrics to the hook are: Just In case, I don’t make it home tonite…… Hold up, wait, pause!!!!! Did he JUST say what I think he said? On the day where I’ve already been informed by the universe that I’m not going to make it home tonite? Hey, I did say some extra confirmation would be nice right? Well the universe decided to oblige. To make things even more complicated, Jaheim and I, in this video, are dressed Identical, with two exceptions: His hair is still braided, and the bandana he’s wearing had rhinestones. Mine did not.

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So video’s over, and off we go to knock out our day. A few errands. Pick up new Nextel phones from Sprint lol, hey don’t judge me. Everyone was about the Bloop bloop, and hollerin “Where you at” lol. Those things went off without a hitch, but then the universe is at play again. It aligns in a way that I start to see / speak to all of the people who are most important to me. We’re traveling to our old neighborhood to visit friends before the party that he’s unaware of, and this is where I always go to get my hair braided. 1st I see my Grandmother, who’s never home. This lady is where I get my love for traveling from, she’s always on the go, but on THIS day, she’s right where she needs to be. My best friend is home from college, and although she’s upset with me, and hasn’t spoken to me in a few days, here she is. I see my mom a few mins later, who just happens to be on this side of town by chance…. You guys see what’s happening here right? You still think I was imagining this “Feeling”? Everyone of importance, I had one “Last” convo with all in the span of about 25-20 mins, and then off to get my hair braided.

Imagine being the person braiding my hair, who I have a real close relationship with, and me telling you: Listen, when I walk out of the door tonite, It’ll probably be the last time we speak. Not because I’m being malicious, but because I’m going to die tonite. You would think I was being randomly paranoid. She did, but then I reminded her that she’s NEVER known me to be paranoid in my lyfe. Always calculated, but never paranoid. I know I put her in an awkward space, but I didn’t want to have it come as a surprise, after all, I already knew right? As I’m leaving, my little sister asked me not to go the way that I was headed, because she had a “bad feeling”, and I told her that you can’t run from lyfe, and that no matter what happened I’d be “Fine”. Don’t judge me lol. What else could I say to a little kid? I continue on, and what happens next…well…. YOU CAN NOT RUN FROM LYFE. Until next time…

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I’m No Hero

But I Play One On Tv….

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When you get hurt as bad as I did, one of two things usually happens, you either cower in fear from the rest of lyfe, or you become a tad bit insensitive. For those who already know me, you know that cowering in fear is just not who I am. It’s not what I do. I became more aggressive, if anything. I became sharper with my tongue, more honest. I felt it better to hurt you with honesty, than comfort you with a lie. Yes, you’d feel pain, but you’d respect me more. Pain is temporary, I needed the respect to last forever.

Now before I continue, let me answer the one OTHER question that I always get asked. No, I did not see a white light. No angels. No devils. No great halls with harps or horns lol. Now that I’ve answered that, are we good? Can I continue? Ok, great lol. Like most people, up until death #1 lol *Shrug*, I thought I was living lyfe. I wasn’t involved in any illegal activites. I went to work. I came home. I played my Playstation. In fact, I was working two jobs, and somehow, I thought that was the greatest thing. I had money to do whatever I wanted (or so I thought), I wasn’t wrapped up in any drama, and lyfe was what I thought to be “good”. How could it not be, afterall this is what you did as an adult right? My mother did it, my grandmother did it, aunts, uncles, etc etc. This is what adults do, and this is a representation of good lyfe (for most) right? No struggles, bills paid, I can go wherever I want (again, or so I thought lol).

What I missed in all of that was that I was serving a lyfe sentence, in what I THOUGHT was living. Now some of you just went: Is this dude crazy? He just said he wasn’t in any trouble, and now he’s talking about serving a lyfe sentence. Let me clarify. It’s the same lyfe sentence YOU’RE currently serving, you’re just unaware. When you work ONE full time job, you’ve committed to a 9-5, 40 hours a week, for 40 years of your lyfe (minimum sentencing), with 2 weeks off (vacation time) for good behavior. When you think about it, living lyfe that way is kind of crazy….

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Now think about what that’s like if you’re working TWO jobs. Sure, I had money to go wherever, or do whatever I wanted, but where could I go, or what could I do, when I’m always at work? There are some of you working two jobs right now, and not only is it tough for you to go wherever & whenever you want, but in today’s economy, you’re STILL broke. You’ve convince yourself that it’s ok, by saying things like: I may be broke, but at least my bills are paid…  tell me that isn’t crazy, just a little. Go ahead, try. I’ll wait… Now I’m in NO WAY mocking a job. I have one (as I mentioned before), and most days I love what I do lol. Most days. I’m just telling you what lyfe was like BEFORE I got shot.

Funny thing about lyfe, and the universe though. It WILL show you signs of change way before change comes, and don’t ever doubt it, because a change is gonna come. Would you believe that the morning that I got shot, I knew that I was going to die the moment I got out of bed? Could you continue with your regular day KNOWING that you were going die that day? The skeptic in you just said: There’s NO WAY he knew. I knew, and I told a few, a small few, that it was going to happen…… but I’ll save that for next time…. C’mon guys, sing with me: I guess I’ll see you next Lyfe Timeeeeeeee lol

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