
When you are on the right track the wrong trains fall off. Don't be sadden by the lost of old friends. Be happy with the site of new and better ones. Life provides exactly what you need...both good and bad.

> CAVEH ZAHEDI | I Am a Sex Addict
Meeting new people has never been a problem, the problem starts when you move into a life of excess. You find that you are addicted to the new or in my case nu nu. You see how it hinders the growth of my being. In the past couple of months, I have faced my fears without the worries of “what if”. I am overcoming the challenges that life presents to me, because what I want is greater than the moment. The decisions to pursue growth and change are not easy but I feel 10 times better when I am accomplishing them.
I have made my choice and I am perusing the goals that were once unobtainable. However, I know that I cannot achieve those goals without discipline. In the past, I thought I could gain discipline from an outside source. From a person who was wiser and more focused. Even though that is one way, I found that when you face your fears and acknowledge them it makes you willing to change them. I know now that I can also achieve discipline by having the vision to see my goals and reaching for it without the fear of falling. When we accept that we are not perfect, but we can always be better. It gives me the motivation to work harder; cause that is the happiness on the inside manifests greatness on the outside.

This plan to design my dreams is taking a little time. I am embracing the word: Patience. I learn that if I have patience I will receive everything that I envision. As I am waiting, I wonder what this thought we call TIME is. Many of us have experienced more than a lifetime worth of pains and pleasures. I laugh because I am beginning to appreciate and love this time. While I can walk and interact with other people on this planet, I know that I am the product of individuality. This is a pleasure in being you. You live knowing that everyone must accept you for you, because you refuse to be someone else. However, I understand that everyone’s realities are different from mine. I am constantly in confrontations with people who want me to be like them. In every job I have ever had, my personality was the problem with the “superior.” My work ethics or abilities were always exceptional, but my unwillingness to submit was always a problem. The worst thing to do to a free mind is try to cage it. We are holding that person from being who they truly are on the inside. Greatness can come from freethinking, but we must nurture that way of life. (Let me get off my stoop) I just know that I have seen some of the best fall and the crazy people grow into trees that leaves blow in the breeze. As I sit here, eight floors from the Pen House Duplex I think about “Where is this journey going to lead me?” I have transformed lives in education, motivation, life lessons, and my own confessions. However, I still stand here wonder what am I going to do next? What is the billion-dollar idea that will change the world? Once again, I am learning about patience so I know I have to wait, but…
My skin's texture keeps me from feeling the hate.
Looking at the dinner table with an empty plate.
Never forgetting, my fate is to dominate the planet.
Never taking every experience in life for granted.
Been under pressure and never panic.
Can't fall down cause I know you can’t stand it.
Sometimes I wonder if I could take it.
Stand strong while I stand across the room from the hatred.
Never let it make this clean shit look faded.
There is nothing they can say other than "He made it"
Today, I received that phone call I never want to receive from anyone. Years ago, I taught in a middle school in one of the worst parts of America. My students lived in a third world country right inside the borders of country that feels it needs to "liberate" everyone else and enslave its own. In my first two years, I had six pregnancies, 2 killings, and numerous wars within my school. It is hard to be a great teacher when you know that your kids worry about eating that evening. In the midst of all those kids I had very few who were motivated and impacted by the power of education. Out of that small percentage, I receive a phone call from one of those kids crying hysterically. In the midst of the crying, I found out that one of my student's lost his mother to a vicious murder. I am attaching the link to the article if you would like to read more about the savage shit that occurs every day in America.
http://wjz.com/local/robber.stabbing.2.775742.html
I do not know what is wrong with this country. I would write more about this, but I cannot hold back the tears, so please send your condolences to the family and watch your back. Cause this country is toilet and its only due time before God flushes.