#greysen

She like, "who you fooling?" "You been out here tryna make a movie" (movie, movie) She like, "boy, it's a two-way" (two-way) "Groupies only following what you say"

If you have never left your neighborhood, then my story isn’t plausible. 

Hate to be curt.  Despise being hasty.  Dislike discussing domestic disputes.  Damn I love your lips, They look SO tasty. 

I love your long black hair.  Your profound gaze,  A little hurt Mixed with despair. 

Pero nuestros hijos No conocerán sofrimiento.  Solo reconocerán Este momento.  Y que es, “Este Momento?”

By the way, If you don’t know A third language, Then what are you doing here?

Sometimes I hear your voice and it’s as if you are right there next to me.  I turn to see your face, but you are not there.  And I scare myself because that familiar tone and texture of your voice could only have come from my own mind.  You’ve been gone for so long.  To a place none of us on this Earth are allowed to find.  I wonder if you think of me, wherever you are, too.  I hope that maybe when it’s all said and done, I’ll still remember you.  I think that I pray for these things now more than ever because I am a dad.  I beg God to not let my own son miss out on the things that I never had. 

And if death comes for me before I can say goodbye. Please remember, my son, that I only lived this long to forever be by your side. 

Life with G Is this perfectly long and etherly beautiful dream; A dream that I have seen in other dreams of other dreams.

From a little fish to a warm pup that adores to play all day.

If I had to imagine what the perfect dream would be and I had to write it all down before it happened, I would have never calculated exactly how magical it would be.

Amazement, wonder, creativity and discipline and routine. Seeing all of those things alive happening and unraveling in front of my own eyes.

I could not have drawn out or written or imagined a better dream than this one that I am living with my G.

I am thankful to an amazing God for it. For my G; for all of it.

They will continue trying to erase me off the internet.

Who?

Doesn't matter.

They will, however, Be incapable and unable to delete me from the countless minds of the future idealists long to come.

One after the other After another and so forth—Eon after Eon.

Eventually they (the opposition) will be overpowered and then Forgotten like the Neanderthal or almost like the Native Americans are now—where their lineage is reduced to single strands of long DNA sequences;

No real presence.

Long after they are no longer even in the DNA strains, We will still be thriving, surviving and living because they are all pretty much connected.

That's what it means to have many DNA strains made up of long lines of ox-like warriors within you. That's exactly what the term: "made by warrior blood," even means.

Having Warrior Blood doesn't mean that you don't feel empathy or sadness. All warriors have a deep affinity for all of humankind and nature. If they did not, they would not fight so fiercely and bravely for it.

For anything, for that matter.

The true warrior is good beyond the normal. They standout from the pack because of it.

One thing I’ve learned in this life Is to never let your tears stop you from your goals, either. 

I say: “either” because nothing else should stop you from your goals anyway. 

Tears from the heart should have nothing to do with where you are going because: “where you are headed” should have been decided long before any matters of the heart ever came along. 

Maybe that’s the idea right there: That we should have our set direction/goals(s) in place long before love sets sight on your sails. 

They say that love is uncontrollable,  I say that it is okay to mourn lost loves as long as you don’t have to stop your direction to do so. 

You asked me  A few days ago Why I take so many pictures of you  And I told you that it’s because you are my baby and I love you more than anything in this world. 

This morning,  As I finished some writing I thought of you and I thought of that moment. 

I wanted to tell you that I take so many photos of you, so that you have clear memories that your dad loved every second of you. So that you never question if you ever had love from me. 

I write to you,  From here in the past,  So you can be at ease in your present knowing how much you meant to me, and how much I never stop thinking about you. 

No matter how hard things may seem,  Trust me when I tell you that it always gets better for us —  For “our bloodline,” my son. 

I’m not sure if we were born under lucky stars, But money has always followed our clan —  From my great grandparents To their kids  To me & On To You,  So do whatever it is that you fall in love with doing,  And make that your career for life. 

To live anxiety-free and in peace,  One needs God and one needs a lifetime-career.  There has to be work, every day, at this career because it is something you will have to do for life. Pick wisely. Fall in love, sparingly. 

Also, there can’t be any lounging around in life because that’s when death approaches us the fastest—trust me. 

And—  Stay in places that your heart is attracted to. 

What I mean by that,  Is: people are used to traveling to places for a few days,  Breathing some of the air there, Dipping themselves into chlorinated water under the same sun,  And downing the same spirits they do at home,  Eating dishes prepared exactly like the restaurants back there.

And, Some of those people,  They get to these magical places and they feel strong urges to stay there and live there for a while, but they don’t because they feel that they are not able to at that time in their lives. 

Sometimes,  It’s a “job” that they have back where they come from and live. 

Other times,  It’s a lover or a pet. 

You won’t have any of those restrictions,  So stay in places that your heart is attracted to and never question that model of living. Stay until it is time to go. You’ll know. Just don’t stay for a few days anywhere. A few days is worthless to the mind and all of the senses. A couple of weeks at the very, very, very, least. 

Humans haven’t been traveling by plane long, in comparison to the age of our species. You have tho, so use the world as your playground and never stop. And then teach your babies to move around the planet, the same way. 

It is literally our playground,  So use it to see beautiful things  And to stay as safe and as healthy as possible. 

I love you.  Enjoy every drop of the journey, my love.