That being said I refuse to sit back and let other people harm or hurt me in any way. You get one chance to fool me then I am out of your life. Unhappy people, crazy people, stupid people, all add up to becoming an evil person. People do any and everything they feel is ok to others. I see no reason to hurt someone who has not done anything to provoke you. If someone hurts you don’t turn the other cheek. They will just slap you on the other side of it. Like it or not we live in a world where social media has made it easier for people to become predators. Behind the computer screen you can become anyone you want to be. I have not liked strangers from the time I was a child. I knew right away in my gut if someone was good or bad. I use to ignore my gut and very bad things have happened because I did not listen to myself and I believed that person spewing their lies and bullshit.
My gut never lies to me. I can get a feeling about someone in the first few seconds of meeting them. You can look in their eyes and see what is inside of their souls. I stay away from bad people, yet they still find the time to come after me. I am 43 and fed up with life as it is today. Behind the walls of my beautiful home is where I find peace. My room is my sanctuary. I enjoy every part of my life here. Then you go out and people are after you like it’s the Hunger Games. The physical and emotional stress of always having to be on guard is exhausting. Life is much more peaceful hanging out with my dog. He loves me no matter what and would never bite the hand that feeds him. He may still piss on the carpet to try and pull an alpha move but I’m the leader of this pack. Get in line or be gone.
I now understand why people move into the country, as in rural areas where they have no one around them for miles. I am ready to pack my shit and move back to the island where I was born. Life is different there. People treat you with common respect. They say good morning and good afternoon as they walk by complete strangers. I need to get back to my roots. I need to spend more time with the Rasta part of my family. They live a clean life filled with food from the earth that they grew. They believe in peace and all of the things I am looking for in my life. You might find me on a beach back home on my Island very soon drinking a rum drink and smoking some kush. Then swimming with the fishes in the clear blue ocean as the sun sets. All I want is the evil people gone from my life. Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more no more!
MoMo Out!
