Never Made Love

Once upon a time I was walking home listening to my ipod, probably bopping to my “COOL OUT-ter space vibe” playlist which consist of artist like India Irie, Jill Scott, Mos Def, Common, Outkast, Kanye,  The Roots, de la soul, and a few others. I don’t remember what song was playing but whatever it was it made me think of all the people I’ve slept with. The quote was “I’ve never made love” and I know what you’re thinking, “That’s that song Bad by Wale and Terria Thomas”, this is true, they do say that in that song but this wasn’t the song I was listening to.  However it did make me think of that song and how all of a sudden people went from getting good dick on the regular to never have been made love. The whole concept is laughable to me because I never believe someone who talks a lot when they are trying to defend how much they love their life. Happily (I use that word loosely) married women are saying they never made love… Awkward  much? Much. So it got those wheels in my head turning and thinking about all the people I’ve had sex with and quickly my head broke down the concept of making love verses just having sex. I guess if I could dumb it down (and I did for this thought) I’d say that making love is having sex with someone you love. In my life I’ve been in love twice that I know for sure of. I’ve had sex with more than two people so I know I’ve had sex without being in love before. so the question is have I ever made love? I thought getting to this point it might be easy, but the two people I was in love with were not the people I had sex with… oops. Which got me thinking “damn I’ve never had sex with someone I was in love with… hmmm…” I kind of shocked myself as I went through my head of names and sexual encounters. It hasn’t been that many so it wasn’t as hard as some of the rest of you. I don’t judge so continue on with your count. By average standards I guess you can say I’m a prude. I’m not knocking down as many as the rest of you. I take pride in having a low number, I like to think I have value and everyone knows rarity makes the price go up. So I’m not out there “banging sluts” and “taking hoes down through there” as some of my brothers would phrase it. I’d like to think I was rather selective and one day when I do meet my wife I can truly give her the gift of me pleasuring her until the stars and moon fall from the sky, cause I can do stuff like that, not to brag or nothing but I’m certified. Okay let me stop.  This was actually on my mind for a couple of days so I decided to write about it. Maybe you got something from it, I personally think it’s kind of sad that I’ve never made love but I sure know how to… okay I’m done for real this time.

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In this world of confusion and understanding we go through life trying to figure out a purpose to life and maybe even just a point behind it. The big question: why do we exist? I think the bigger question is how we exist. I think we can all come to a conclusion that we do in fact exist and maybe we’ve come to a conclusion that maybe there is something more than us or greater than us that we come from (God, the source, the universe, Allah, Buddha, Krishna, the One ). If you do any research on any religion, ancient civilization, ancient beliefs, the human body, psychology, quantum physics, or whatever you will find that the human existence is not who we are. You’ll find out that we are a spirit in a human body having a human experience and if you do some further research you may find that a Soul/Spirit itself is in fact eternal, which is something that we, thinking and experiencing physical life, cannot even previse of because everything that we know has an expiration date, even these physical bodies. If we can’t be 100% certain on anything in this physical life we can be certain about these two facts, 1. We exist, and 2. We will die. There are a bunch of great answers floating around to age old questions like where do we go when we die and what is spirit. If you really do some research you may find that we have past lives and that we float in a pool of energy and we attract everything into our lives. If you do some more research you might find out that at every giving time you are in fact perfect. You might run into the golden number ratio, the Fibonacci spiral, astral projection, channeling, spirit guides, your higher self, the id, the ego, and the superego, future lives, parallel universes, the perfection of the spirit, the 4 agreements, chakras, merkabahs, movements, philosophies, wormholes, the real history of humans, even aliens, oh the list goes on and on. They don’t have this information in one particular class all these are subjects that come from that question; why do we exist? Pounds and pounds of evidence to support these theories and concepts, If you ever decide that you want to write about life and how it is, you’d better be prepared to write in pencil because the information that is out there will change your life and it will lead you something else you didn’t know that may even contradict what you once thought to be the absolute truth. How about the hollow earth theory where it’s said that another race of human being living in our core which has its on sun, or the theory that the moon is a satellite and was placed there. It’s always good to keep an open mind and not to dismiss something immediately when you hear it because once upon a time that way of thinking dismissed the world being round, even though ancient civilizations left us road maps about the earth and the heavens. There’s a book out there that gives a road map and explains the 5^th dimension which is what our conscience is shifting to, our next stage on the evolutional ladder. Don’t take my word for it you should do your own research. I can talk until I’m blue in the face (and if you let me, I will… lol) but at the end of the day what I know doesn’t help you much. We may be a part of the oneness but we all are a part of our own conciseness as well as the collective. If you think about it too much you’ll get confused it’s not hard it’s really simple.  Turns out, life is as simple as breathing, when we think about breathing we fuck it up… everything. Like I was telling my new buddy this morning, “Life is happening and it is gonna happen, we just need to ride with it”. Peace my brothers and sisters we are love, Namaste’