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A Moment With My Conscious

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The Distance Between Us

The distance between us keeps my heart trapped in a steel cage away from personal ecstasy. It’s like my feelings for you are in solitary confinement with no chance of getting out. The more I think of you, the worse it gets, because I know that the chance of being with you is highly unlikely. We live in two different worlds, with two different agendas, but yet we seek the same thing. Why is it so hard for us to be together?

Each night as I prepare for bed, I think of us having his and hers sinks, brushing our teeth together, so jolly as the day ends. The thought of us doing that simple feat paralyzes my heart, because I know if that were real, I wouldn’t be writing this. It’s like you are a dream that I never want to wake from, because once I do the nightmare begins. A nightmare in which, a reality of not being with you exist. What do I do precious love? They say love can make anything work, but I have yet to see proof of that.

As special as you are to the world, I couldn’t fathom enough egocentricity to hope that you stayed alone. It would be evil of me to not allow love to flood your life just because I am not in it. You deserve all that God has planned for you, and if I am not in the scenario, so be it. I am completely blissful with seeing you happy. You are like an angel touring the earth, and deserve to experience love as powerful as a mother has for her first child

The only thing I ask of you beautiful one, is that you keep me in your thoughts, and never forget how much love I have for you regardless of the distance. Just the thought of you completes my day and the thought of having you in my life energizes my soul. The hope of our love becoming a reality makes the thousand miles between us seem like city blocks. My feelings for you are so strong that I feel like I could walk those miles without getting a single blister.

So remember this message my love, because it is being written from the heart and no one can forge what the heart speaks. My heart is speaking directly to you and trying to connect with your soul, so let me in and don’t be afraid, because your fears are my fears. The fear of regret lays dormant in my thoughts and I wouldn’t ever forgive myself if I didn’t tell you how I really felt. So this is me telling you now.

You make your move.

 

Love,

Will Harris

 

 

 

 

 

 

“For everything I been through in life, I never imagined it would be so hard to choose between the two. One has my mind, while the other has my heart. I never thought it was possible to fall in love with two women at the same time, but I have fallen victim to that scenario“.

Apple, a girl from the east coast has my MIND. She is beautiful, bright, with a large personality that intimidates most men. She is a woman of seasons and her frame of mind changes with the weather. She is one of a kind, and has no problem voicing her opinion with her blunt attitude. If you take her for granted, she will eat you alive and spit you out without a thought of sympathy. Men like me come a dime a dozen to her, so my mind-set and charisma is nothing she hasn’t seen. You have to actually work for Apple’s affection, but once you gain it, she is as devoted to you as a dog is to its owner. She is also an insomniac like me, so we are always up doing stuff. She NEVER sleeps.

Angel, a west coast girl, on the other hand has my HEART. She is a pretty Madonna that loves to be catered to and is very materialistic. If you not about your business, you don’t stand a chance in hell to keep her attention. She is so fast paced and will just move on to the next Joe Schmoe while you sit there in sorrowfulness. She lives for the good weather, the beach and the celebrity lifestyle. She is one of those women, who care about what you do for a living, and what kind of car you drive. Angel can be very cold-blooded. She is so Hollywood.

Angel’s persona is so unlike Apple’s, yet both of them have a swagger about them that draws me towards them both.See the dilemma is that I have a long history with Angel and I couldn’t let her go even if I tried. I have fully invested the last couple of years of my life to Angel and to just walk away from her would be foolish. Angel accepted me with open arms when I came into her life with a pocket full of dreams. She supported my goals in acting right from the get go. She usually went for men who had their stuff together, but saw huge potential in me, so she took a gamble. For that reason alone, she has my heart, because she accepted me unconditionally when she could have blew me off from the start.

Apple on the other hand, has been one of those women that I have always said was my type. We clicked the first time we laid eyes on each other and ever since then, she has captivated my mind in ways only a person in love can understand. She suits me well in every way. She is very ethnic and her parents are immigrants, so she understands her ancestor’s history and pride very well, plus she has faced tremendous personal tragedy. She supports my passions, but loves the fact that I have a gift for writing. I used to question myself everyday when it came to developing a relationship with her, but like I said before, she has a reputation that is cold, grimy and blunt which I know is over-exaggerated.

Angel and Apple both know what it’s like to go from nothing to something. They know plenty of people that can give me positive recommendations about business. The rich and beautiful just flock to them and that is something that is both intimidating and encouraging. There is never a dull moment in their lives and they are constantly stepping up their game to impress all of those around them, including me.If there were ever a harder choice to make in life, I would like to know what it is. I can’t go wrong with either choice, but my mind is telling me one thing and my heart is telling me another. I must go and visit them both, to weigh the pros and cons before I choose who I spend the rest of my life with. It saddens me that I have to choose between the two so quickly, but if I don’t soon, I will lose them both. I hope that both of them, Apple and Angel, understand that I am doing this for the benefit of them and me. I hope that I can mend both my mind and heart into one decision and choose wisely.The worst thing in life is, WHAT IF and I don’t want to look back on life questioning my decision after I decide. Hopefully I will make the right choice. 

      

GOD HELP ME
 
 
 

 

IT

 

In the blink of an eye, IT can make you feel as powerful as a president or as low as a man living on the streets. IT never waits for you, constantly flowing with movement and determination trying to find the next best thing. Once you get a hold of IT, you should never let IT go and should do anything to keep IT. As time passes you by, you begin to underestimate the value that IT has in your life, and you become lethargic in your approach to keep IT. Once you lose IT, you become depressed and sadden by the sudden reality of IT being gone. What are left are bitter memories of good times and joyful moments that turn you into an insomniac. IT never seems to worry about you as much as you should for IT, because IT has options and your value to IT is nothing compared to the value IT holds for you.When IT is fertilized into your life, things grow at a rapid rate and life seems to be much clearer and less stressful on a regular basis. IT can take the ugliest man off the streets and turn him into Brad Pitt or Will Smith in the matter of seconds. IT give’s hope to the hopeless and makes certain people feel as important as Barack Obama. IT is something that is both priceless and expensive. Priceless in a way, that takes something ordinary and turns IT into something that is rare as a unicorn. Expensive in a way, because IT will turn a person who once possessed a caring heart, into a person as heartless as Kanye West smash hit. That IT was designed to protect itself from people who are careless and shallow, but like all things, IT falls into the wrong hands at times.If you are one of the few lucky people on this earth to experience IT, then you are in a rare category of people. Though unselective, IT tends to follow people who have good hearts and great minds, but like I said, IT can land into the wrong hands and become a problematic situation for many because of one foolish mind. IT shows neither feelings nor favoritism. IT just cruises through life stopping at every red light enjoying the moment until it reaches its next destination.

My advice to those who will read this is, enjoy every second that you will have with IT, because IT is not guaranteed to all, and will appear and disappear as quickly as good weather in Minnesota. 

God Bless

My Dear Sunshine

Dear Sunshine,To me you are the light of my world and I’m always on cloud nine when I see your bright face. Even the days you surprise me with your late arrivals, I am always captivated by your beauty. I know for a fact that god specifically created you for my protection. I know that you are a gift to the world and everyone respects your beauty and power. You are magical and provide the much needed warmth that my body and heart needs when I am feeling down. No matter where I am at in the world, you are always there for me most of the time and I’m honored for that specific reason.

So with that description of my love for you, I was flabbergasted the day I woke up and realized you were not there anymore. It was like a burglar coming into my life and stealing my joy. Every day I looked forward to you being there and I always could rely on you, but out of all days, you decided to leave me when I needed you most.I really didn’t value you much until I relocated to be closer to you in Phoenix. You were beyond beautiful when I first met you, but then I took you for granted when I picked up and left to Minneapolis in 2005 to train for basketball. I knew I’d made a horrible decision the first second I landed at MSP airport. I would always think about how other people may be having a great time with you in Phoenix that I couldn’t sleep at night because I missed you so much.

I was so exultant when I moved California to be with you. There were no grudges when it came to the past and you didn’t care about my time in Illinois, Florida, Indiana or Minnesota. You were flawless in your efforts to keep me happy, so that I wouldn’t leave you again and you convinced me. I promised you that I would follow you to the ends of the earth and I did that. I went with you to Australia, I was there for you went you relocated to Miami and then back to Los Angeles. Yes my dear, you have a special place in my heart and I don’t want to lose you. If I was anywhere else, I would be so cold and lonely. You are my never ending sunshine.

My life this week has been miserable with work being more than hectic and some R&R with you was just what I needed. I was going to gather my things and meet you at the beach, so I could stare at your beautiful face under God’s amazing sky, then you decided to go AWOL on me. Where have you gone my love?

Weeks have passed since I last seen and spent time with you and I am worried you are not coming back. If there is anything I did to offend you or make you mad, I apologize. I would get on my knees in front of the whole world to have you back in my life and I am sure they would as well. I remember people telling me once I had you, I would be stupid to lose you or not appreciate you, so I am begging you give me one more chance my love. I just want to bask in the glory of your unconditional beauty. My dear beautiful, SUN. 

Sincerely, 

Will Harris

THE EAGLE IN ME

I soar through life like God’s ranger of the sky. My hasty nature keeps others in mystery of my lifestyle. I am here one minute and gone the next, not being afraid of possible failure or disappointment. I allow myself the independence to discover life’s mystery’s without caring about the outcome. I spread my wings and fly from place to place taking on new challenges day after day. As confusing as my geographical status may be, I allow my instincts to guide me through life without apprehension or fear. I am free of the world’s wretchedness and despair, I play the hand I am dealt and I defeat all comers. My sacred wings seem to be made of titanium and they allow me the capability to fly without fatigue. The wind in my face and the sun on my back is ecstasy to me. From tree top to tree top, I observe nature’s beauty while cautiously noticing my surroundings. I choose to go about my adventures alone to avoid disappointment and I do this with pre-calculated movements. I only wish everyone could be as free as me……

THE EAGLE IN ME

 

Every now and then I wish I was the shadow of myself, so that I could be one second behind my decisions. I would have the capability to make smarter choices that my actual self couldn’t make. It would be nice to have a second chance at repentance if only I was my shadow.  I believe he gets a rise out of watching me try over and over again at succeeding in this tough world.

My shadow remains unobserved to the world, meanwhile my actual self, has to deal with the contemporary issues that life hands you. I am envious of the quiet lifestyle that my dark shadow possesses, he is so lucky to be without pain, yet he is present for my glorious accomplishments. My shadow is without judgments; he just cruises along being my silent associate never judging my actions.

He is there when I am cheerless, and he is there when I am jovial. It makes me invidious that my shadow has no emotion, but I understand that God has put him there just to be a sidekick. If only for a day I was my shadow, I could actually take pleasure in a bit of the world without interruption. I am envious of him once again, for the precision in which he possesses.

He is the shadowy knight of my life, a cape crusader observing my every move. It is unachievable for me to escape him, so I just deal with him following my every step.

Just once I wish he could be me, and I be my own silhouette, so I could finally see through the eyes of me………… one second behind.

 

Bad timing is like a bad dream that never ends. I am sure that most people around the world has a story or two to tell about bad timing affecting their life. To what extent is a mystery all together, but regardless of how bad or good it was, it changes all of our lives. Think about the woman or man that didn’t make it to work on the morning of September 11, 2001 at the world trade center. Or what about the family that didn’t decide to go on vacation to Southeast Asia in 2004, when a tsunami killed 300,000 people on resorts and beaches. The result of bad timing for them was a great outcome, but think about the person that went to work at the world trade center and the family that went on that vacation to Southeast Asia. Regardless of the decision, bad timing has a way of letting you know he is around the corner.

For me, bad timing has been a figure in my life with a kung fu grip. I can remember being ten years old, sneaking into a closed pool with friends and swimming with no lifeguard around. Just me and four other kids having fun. But for me, I wasn’t an excellent swimmer at that time and I was all alone in the pool. The other kids were off in the laundry area trying to break into the vending machines to get snacks.  While in the shallow end of the pool, I started to swim underwater and forgot where I was in the pool and ended up in the deep end. For me, the deep end was no man’s land and I was starting to drown.  I remember like it was yesterday as I continued to struggle to stay above the water, when I felt an arm grab me and pull me out of ten feet of water. It was my friend Nelson, who was wondering where I was and came looking for me. He saved my life. Bad Timing had a good outcome for me that time.

It’s difficult to understand why things turn out bad for some and good for others. Many people turn to God and seek answers, but for me I just take everything with a grain a salt and understand that we all must play the cards we are dealt. Sometimes life deals you a shitty hand and it’s up to you to choose how you respond. I think people forget that in mostly all religions, God rules with an iron fist, but gives all people free will to live the way they want. Free will to live the life you decide and then when and if you face judgment, it’s your life that you chose freely to live that is judged. Similar to the law, you commit a crime, you do the time. But that’s too deep for me even to write about, God and Judgment.

Like I said before, bad timing has a way of showing you who’s in charge. Very cruel and rewarding at times, bad timing will always show you that he exists for better or worse. Think about the girl who decides to lose her virginity to her boyfriend.  She finally gives in to his demands and lets the guy who she loves take the pure essence of her away, but there is a catch and bad timing lets her have it. She gets pregnant the first time she has sex or perhaps she gets herpes or HIV from the boyfriend she thought was honest and loyal to her. That life for you and bad timing rules it.

Another story of mine which has stayed in my head for nine years is the day that changed my life forever.

It was a Sunday in the summer of 2000 and I was a week away from going back to college for my sophomore year. I had spent the summer in Carbondale, Illinois working out with friends. NBA, Overseas and college basketball players spent their summers there working out against the best to improve their games. Me, I was fresh off a successful freshman year in college, where I had ups and downs in college. I didn’t like college and I wanted to leave as soon as possible. My dreams of playing in the NBA were as strong as ever and I had the game to back it. I went hard that summer because I had a feeling that I was leaving the next year, to try pro basketball after only two years of college. My people around me supported the idea and I even got advice from people in the NBA. So my confidence needed no boost, I was on cloud nine. So that Sunday was nothing but a routine workout before I left back to school. I worked out with two guys, Troy Hudson and Rashad Tucker. We shot about 500 hundred shots before calling it a day.

While we were getting ready to leave, Stan Gouard, a former player who played at my university, was on a court playing and they needed one more player to play because a player got hurt. I didn’t want to play, but I was nice enough to say yes. It was a game with no talent or passion, just a bunch of guys trying to play. I shouldn’t have been on the court.  I spent the whole game not doing anything, just trying to get the game over and leave. It was point game when I leaked out for the ball and got it. I was all alone and decided to end the game with a flashy play. A guy came running at me and I then decided to dunk the ball and do with flare. I should have just layed the ball up and the game was over, but no my stupid idea changed my life. I jumped as high as I could and when I mean high, think Lebron James high and I cocked the ball back with one arm and attempted to dunk the ball. When I did this, the guy running towards me, ran under me and undercut me and I flipped. I heard a pop and I knew it wasn’t good. I landed and the first words out of my mouth were, “God Why Me”. I was on the floor crying in pain and my knee was the size of volleyball. I tore my ACL and I went from thinking about the NBA to thinking about rehabbing and sitting out for a whole year.

A routine day in which I was to shoot a few balls, go home and pack for school, turned into a nightmare. But it didn’t crush my spirit. I knew I would play ball again, but I didn’t know if I would ever be the same player again and I wasn’t. While sitting out that year, I had to be away from the team and rehab and attend class. While sitting out with a knee injury, I discovered a passion of mine. Writing. I was just acting silly trying to be creative, when I noticed a creative side. I started to enjoy school for the first time in my life and I ended up getting A’s in my classes. I graduated in three years from college and ended up getting another degree, my final year of basketball.

Without that injury, I wouldn’t have noticed my talent for writing or finished school and I really mean that. So that’s where I give bad timing, thumbs up and I understand his hand in life. He gives and takes away and in that odd way, bad timing blessed me way more than basketball could ever have.

So no matter what is it, losing a parent or friend, getting into a car accident the first week you get the car, missing a party your friends decided to go to without and then tragically dies in a car accident or you running out of gas right in front of the gas station and the guy who helps push the car into the gas turns out to be your soul mate, bad timing is present and always lurking for better or worse.

God Bless

Sir William