Ok, Now...
I'm Feeling So Good Right Now Because...Tonight I feel like I Can Write Free. So Many People Are still reading my "Old" Diary Which is Kool and Dandy, But I Feel as If This 'Cosmo' of Ours is...So Free and Open. So Tonight...No Poems...Which We May or May Not Continue To Write depending on Our Mood...It's Just...Me.
Early Retirement?
Lately, We Haven't Had Tha Motivation To Write or Do a Lot of Thangs Lately. Like...Has Anybody Else Felt Like When U've Given Ur All...Time and Time Again...Year after Year...Decade After Decade...And Have Yet To See Tha Results U Desired...Don't It Take a A Lot To Keep On Pushing or Finding That Edge when It Might Feel as If Tha Effort Might Be in Vain? I've Given My All in a Lot of Ways in a Lot of Different Areas of My Life, but We Wonder When is it Gonna Feel Worth It? Or How Come This 'Hour' of Fame Hasn't Kicked In...At Least Just Yet. I'm just a Kid who wants To Have Fun, and 'Luv'...I Guess if that's What U Want 2 Call it...and Enjoy Life 2 Tha Fullest. This Road That I am On is Filled With So Many Blessings and So Called 'Perks' But I've Been Forced To Really Look Within To Who We Want 2 Be...And To Try 2 Figure Out How Bad Do I Want 'This Thang'. (It's a Lot of Quotations in This Post..."Ain't It?!!")
Recently, I've Just been So Tired of Tha Push...Tha Anticipation...Tha Rock Star Lifestyle Without Tha Rock Star Groupies...It's Amazing What Transpires around Us. Like...So Many Eyes are On Us, From People We Don't Even Know. When I'm Out Driving on Tha Streets, Wherever That May Be Here in South Beach or Miami Proper or Up North in Fort Laudy or Boca...Its so Weird as I Come To a Stoplight or What Have U, because I Can Feel Eyes just Watching Us. Cars Stop on my Left or on Our Right Like...5 Feet Behind Tha Car in Front of Them in Their Lane, and I Can Sense People Just Watching Us or Our Ride. Have a Nice Car...But Tha SAME STUFF used To Happen When I Used To Cruise Around Tha M.I.A. On My Vespa LX 50 aka "Tha Grey Ghost". (Enough With tha Quotes) Sometimes I Just Wonder What Is It About Us, that Garners Such Attention. I want My "Fun" To Just Exude in Whatever We Do...Wherever We Go...Or Whatever We Wear...But It Happens on Tha Daily, Which Sometimes can Be Scary. I Be Thinking...What Does Kobe, or LeBron or Beckham, How Do They Handle This? Or Do They Even Have To Go Through This. And So Many People Remember Our Face, like I Was Up in Broward County Doing Some Vintage Shopping...And This Woman...(X), I think is Her Name...I Shouldn't Call Out Names Should I....Let Me Erase That, and Plant (X) Instead...She Looked like she didn't want To say Anythang, but she Spoke and asked Me about Me looking for CDs, cuz I always browse for those when I Up in tha store...I Hadn't Been up there for several weeks but It AMAZING How People Can Remember Us after only One or Two Meetings....Or after a Pass By Years Ago...It's Cool, and Humbling because That Means Somebody sees Somethang in You. All of This Can Drive Us Crazy Too, Cuz We Feel like This is What Celebrities Go Through...I Feel like We've Been Prepared Perfectly For What's To Come...When Will It Though?
Wealthy Boy Homie!
Money...Money...Money. One Thang People Don't Know About Me is How I'm like...And I'm Gonna Stop...But We're like a Fanatic When It Comes To Crunching Numbers When It Comes 2 our Bank Account. Like I can be In Tha Middle of a Store Shopping With My HTC One M8 (Shameless Plug!) Adding Up Prices with Discounts or Taxes...Or Even Going To Amazon.com To See What Tha Going Rate is on That Product...I'm Somethang Else. I Think That All started When I Was...Well, I still am a Kid, but It Started When I Was in my Elementary Years When My Pops Used To Have This Big Green Jug of Coins Stored in His Omega Psi Phi, His Ball State University Fraternity...like Jar or Bottle. That Was Like So Joyous for Me, To Ask Dad To Bring Out His Bottle and Hear All Tha Coins Go...Clink-Clink-Clink-Clink as it Hit Our Living Room Floor as a NBA Game or a TV Show or Movie Was On...I Just Got Up To Cut Tha AC On, and for Some Reason put Both of My Hands on My Butt. I Do Have a Nice Butt! Ha Ha Ha!...Anyway, I Used To Count Up All Those Pennies, Nickels, Dimes, Silver Dollars, Canadian Coins...U Name It Up. One...Two...Twenty Cents...75 Cents....Our Carpet Was like Red-Orange or How Crayola Would Define It...Like Sorta Burnt Sienna, Meaning Pennies were Tough To Find Sometimes. But That Was So Much Fun. I'll Be Down There For Seemingly Hours Counting Change, Which Did Add To Some Surprising Numbers, Like They Were Hundred Dollar Bills. That's Why I Don't Skip Over Money Today. Cuz One Penny plus One Penny plus Another Penny Hardaway Adds Up. One Time Here in South Beach I Saw a $20 Bill in Some of Tha Filthiest Water Near a Sewer. I Didn't Pick it Up Due To My Recovering Germaphobe Habits. But for Me To Still Recall That Moment, Let's U Know That I Still Kick Myself Today For Not Risking a Trip To Tha Clinic...All for an Andrew Jackson.
So No Matter How Much Young Mulah Baby! I Have...I Can just About Ramble It Off Tha Top of My Head. That's So Conceited Ain't It?! I Can just see one of My Homeboys be like, "Galaxia, How Much Can U Go In on Tonight When We Go Out?" 'Ah...Let's See...I Got Eight Hundred and Seventy-Two Dollars and 33 Cents in Tha Bank...Ah...If Gurls are Coming I Can Only Spend 10 Dollars on Them For tha Night Sans Their Taxi Ride Back To Brickell...So...How About We Play Trouble or Operation instead of Going Out Tonight?!!' So If Ur Out With Me, and I'm Not Drinking, or Spending Any Money of Food...Yet Showing My Latest Moves on Tha Dance Floor...More Likely Than Not, I'm Saving My Cash That Night For a Financial Goal I Have in Mind For tha End of Tha Week...For Some New Kicks...Or For That New Scarface Funko Toy That just Came Out! I Luv Toys! Hot Wheels and Funko Dolls...I Won't Even Get Into That Tonight! Those are my Guilty Pleasures....
But Now I'm Really Dedicated To Living Wealthy...and Not Just Rich. This Is Gonna Sound So Totally Like a Santa Monica Hills Trust Fund Baby Talking...But...U Know What Ur Gonna Get When U Read This Diary...It's Open Book Baby! Welcome To Our Galaxy! But Living Wealthy...In My Book or Diary...Is Defined To Being Able To Do What U Want, Whenever U Want To...Without a Second or Third Thought. That Not Only Includes Money, but Life As Well. U Want To Have Flexibility, So if U Want To eat at Red Steakhouse on Tomorrow Night or Treat a Gurl To Go See Katy Perry Cuz That's her Favorite Artist (I May Just Go Next Week BTW)...Or...Huh, Katy's Birthday is Five days before Mine Huh. (Oct. The 25th)...Huh. But If Ur On a Date or Out Hanging Out...U Don't Want To Be Limited in What U Can or Cannot Do. Cuz Believe u Me, That Ain't Fun. Tha Funny Thang is...at Least With Me, That More Money We Have...in Some Ways Tha More Stingy or Frugal We Get. Think That's tha Same With Many Folks of Financial Wealth. U Be Thinking..."They Want $25 For that Chanel Purse, When I Can Wait 2 Years and find That Thang at Tha Salvation Army up in Palm Beach for $24! Maybe $12 if I Tha Color of Tha Week Matches Tha Tag That Day!" Oh...What Gurl is Gonna Be Able To Handle Me!! Enough Money Talk Cuz I know How Folks Get When U Talk About Ur Material Gain. Folks think Ur Conceited or Whatever...But...Hey...I'm Tha One Waking Up at 4am in Tha Morning during tha Week To Go in...Or Sacrificing a Sunday To Work a Heat Game or Whatever, So I Got Tha Right To Talk About These Issues Which is Effecting People. It May not Be for Everybody, Which is fine...Right Now I Want To Weed People Out. So Live Wealthy. Speaking of Weeding Out....
Girls....Girls....Girls...
I Don't Know Where To Begin On Tonight Really. I Can Start By Saying How I'm Really Getting Impressed By Tha Amount of Women Here in Miami, and Really All Over Who are Dedicated To Taking Care of Their Bodies in Terms of Extreme Workouts. I think That's so Sexy, and Nobody Can Tell Me Any Different Cuz When a Woman Wants To Better Herself, That Right Way...Especially Physically in terms of Nutrition and Fitness...U Go Gurl!
I Can Talk About Me Being Around So Many Hot Looking Gurls, That I Know That I'm Eeerily Close To This Weeding Out Process Ending and Me Meeting Somebody Who's Tha Total Package. Not Looking For a Wifey Per Se...But With Me Being Around Tha Block a Time or Two...And Me Being In Tune With My Spirit and Forces of This Galaxy...U See Subtle Signs That indicate That...Ur Close.
I Can Talk About How I'm So...Glad That I Didn't Hook Up With Some Gurls I Used To Have a Crush On, because Now I See They Weren't Right for Me, and that tha Standard Could Go Higher Than What I Was Aiming For at that Time. But U Gotta Go Through Those Episodes To Get Better. Have 2 Add This...Always Remember With Us...There's Always Somebody Coming Into Our Life. Always! And What I've Learned is Just Because U Like Somebody Last Week or Last Month...Don't Mean U Like Them Today...Yeah, I just said That. I Grow Rapidly...That's Why I Cringe When Somebody Doesn't Take Advantage When U Have Tha Chance To Get Me...Cuz...It's Like a Ferrari Sportscar Going on Sale on Ebay Motors...If U Got Tha Chance u Better "Buy It Now" Cuz It Won't Come Back Again. Promise!
What I'm Learning is That My Lifestyle is Special. And just because a Gurl Looks a Certain Way Doesn't Mean She's Right For It. I'm Low-Maintenance...But Also High-Maintenance. I'm not One for Sob Stories...But Then again, I May Cry...Heck, I Almost Cried As I finished Up watching Black Swan Last Night! At Tha End, but then again I almost Cried When Mila was going down on Natalie and...That Movie is Tha Story of My Life Right Now! No Lie...Tha Battle Within. But Getting Back To Listing Why a Gurl Shouldn't Date Me (Smile) I Got High Dreams...I Feel like This World is Nothing But a Playground Full of Swingers and Those Who Luv Tha Jungle Gyms...While I Also Want Somebody Who Challenges Me...Allows Me To Be This Kid Who Never Grows Up...And Expects a Gurl Who Creates Habits For Herself That Helps Her To Age Beautifully. That Can Be Meditation or Prayer...Yoga...Drinking Water...Avoiding Cigarette Smoke...Whatever Steps SHE feels is Necessary To Be a Kid as Well. That's Important To Me, Cuz I Don't Really Age Inside or Out...I Look at Age Not in tha Number of Years But more of In Terms of Experiences. And one of Tha Many books I Bought from Tha Goodwill Today is Called 'Live a Thousand Years' by Giovanni Livera, Which is So Awesome Cuz He Tackles That Years Vs. Experiences Concept as Well. So Excited To See Somebody Else Who Feels Tha Same Way.
But I've just Come Across Some Really Cool Women Lately That Have Even Inspired Yours Truly. Just Awesome.
Ok. So What Do U Think I Should Do? Write in Poems or Just Write This Thang like a Diary. My 'Universo' Diary Took a Lot Out of Me. Tha Final Product May Look Easy, but it took like Hours and Many Long Nights To Come Up With A Concept For that Particular Nights Post. Then It Was a Poem. THEN, Yes it Was Our Life as Open as It Could Be, Which That Itself takes Guts To Write So Freely. That's Why I Was Like, U Ain't Gonna see Anythang like this Ever Again. But What Got Us, Was We Would Read Over Some Past Posts and Think...This is Pretty Good! I Kept tha Misspelled Words As Is, For That Most Part Because I Wanted It 2 Be as Authentic as Possible. That's What a Diary Is. Real Time Feelings Being Expressed in an Emotional and Soulful Way. I Would Think...Gosh...This Diary Should Be Read By Everybody in Tha World. I Thought It Was THAT GOOD. What Made it Even More Interesting was that Tha Most Read Posts According To Tha Numbers...Actually Weren't tha Ones I Thought Were My Best Work. U Never Know Who Gets Touched and When.
I Think that These Diaries are Being Written So That When We Do Hit this Spotlight...Which...I Feel It Y'All It's About To Jump Off Very Soon Here...Just Feel It...But We ALL Can Look Back on Tha Road U Sometimes Have To Take to Reach Ur Dreams. And I'll Finish By Saying This...
Life isn't Defined By Tha Number of Friends or 'Likes' on a Social Media Tally.
But How U Can Handle Those Tough Moments...When Ur Days Aren't Sunny Like Tha Beaches of Cali.
You Never Know When Ur Moment Is Gonna Come...Tomorrow Could Become Ur Version of When Harry Met Sally.
I Used To Get Mad When Everybody Else Got Unheralded Access Through Tha Front Doors...But It Took Me A While To Realize...
That All True Stars Always....
Enter Through Tha Door...
Of Tha Back Alley.
And Now I'm Gonna Tell U What It Feels Like 2 Be Inside!
As U Think...That's Who U Are!
Ciao!
Galaxia, Austino!
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