blkdragon

grounded
2005-07-26 10:01:38 (UTC)

Mellowly I flow

Didn’t touch on the story last night, viewed and considered
alternatives and possibilities. “The Kingdom of Heaven” is
a must see, I was totally engrossed in the story and the
nobility of the main characters. I went to the park to read
today, stopped at a new pet store for a mouse, the lizard
needed to eat; fed him and headed to the park. Where I
chose to sit is generally a known stretch for gay liaisons,
a gay man from my street walked past me and a guy on a bike
shouted something about gays not being allowed in the park,
this illicited an angry response from the guy from my
street; he appeared to be ready to stand up for his rights.
The guy on the bike didn’t stop, he returned and eyed me,
while I stared at him with disdain; he didn’t have anything
to say to me. I read in the park until 7:30, it was still
daylight when I left!
I came home and cleaned the tub and shower walls, mopped
the floor, put dishes away and had a quick meal. I stepped
out front to get Joshua’s mail, overheard someone
mentioning the fact that I don’t hang outside, what they
said is that I don’t come outside and I am by no means a
recluse; I happen to be comfortable in my home and I have
very few things in common with the people that commented.
Perhaps they wanted to see more of me, get to know me a bit
better, I can do without added drama in my life.
Joshua called me during lunch, he was worried about me, the
tone of my voice bothered him for a moment; perhaps he
thinks I can’t do without him? More to the point, we’re
missing each other, he tells me that he’s enjoying the time
he’s spending with his Uncle Mike and his Cousin Sharif. He
wants to spend more time with more of his Family, who knows
what’s next on his agenda? He asked if I’d spoken to his
Brother, told him not since I gave him money.
Seems I may be the only resident in the building soon,
Kisha’s supposed to be moving on the first and I believe
Val’s moving also, I’m hoping Val’s moving; there’s only so
much “ghetto” I can stand. No one in her house works, yet
everywhere they’ve been becomes a dump/the front of the
house/her back porch/the front hall and inside her
apartment. One shouldn’t suffer from pack-rat-itis and not
clean up after yourself.
Brian called me, he’s enjoying his new job, he’s
encountering different forms of prejudice and racism;
things he says he didn’t have to deal with in Jamaica and I
find that hard to believe. I listened to the boy
downstairs’ radio all night and when I woke at 5am, it was
loud enough to be a bit disturbing, especially when I
didn’t believe that he was even in the room. I turned my
stereo on at 5:15am, set the volume so the neighbors could
hear it, left it on as I went to work; set an alarm for it
to run for another 45 minutes.
Here it is, 11:50pm and I hear quiet, perhaps they got the
intended message? I have the stereo in my office and one in
the living room, they can both get rather loud, I’m sure my
neighbors wouldn’t want to deal with that when I get up to
go to work, my next step would have been to knock on their
door and complain, if I didn’t get the proper response the
decibel war would begin and it would be a war they couldn’t
win. I hate having to do this kind of shit, need to get a
house, buy or rent and stop this apartment bull.
Unpredictable neighbors suck, I just want to find people
that care about someone other than themselves, selfish
people should all be in one place and pick at each other
until there’s nothing left.
7/26/05 There was peace last night and this morning, no
annoying radio to listen to!





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