Words.worth

Up.grade.A.bull

There is this new Beyonce joint that is growing in popularity amongst some females that I know. In this song she is lamenting about how she can upgrade her man through the use of physical possessions. She refers to this as an upgrade. I do not make a habit of listening to or entertaining Beyonce and forgive my arrogance but, quite frankly her music is beneath my level of musical cognizance. However, this song aided in sparking a flame that is now burning within me.

I have decided to do an upgrade in my perspective on women. That is correct I am upgrading my standards concerning the feminine persuasion. I am not the most physically attractive guy in the world (wink) but, I have been fortunate enough to meet some attractive women. Some I have dated, some I kept things platonic and yes some I kept things physical (past that stage). However, these so called attractive women have been merely that. Attractive. Almost like a shell or an empty shoe box wrapped in beautiful wrapping paper. Once it is opened one realizes that there was never anything there.

On the counter side of this equation I have also made the acquiescence of several "average" (quotes used to denote term as being heavily subjective and opinionated) looking women. Typically I kept things at a strictly platonic level because of things like ego and socialized notions of what beauty in a woman is supposed to be. This is where the anticipated dilemma of this blog unmasks itself. Lean in closely because everyone does not need to know this. The "average" women have had spectacular personalities.

Okay I am sure that comes as no surprise. That is a stereotype that is replayed repeatedly in our society. However, for someone like me this notion was foreign until recently. I realized this secret that the world was hiding from me in the contents of empty boxes wrapped in beautiful paper was one that I should have excepted a long time ago. Damn maturity is something else.
So now I am making a choice. This choice is to upgrade. I am upgrading from the Shallow Hal.is.him I have fell victim to. From this point forward I am making an effort to fully appreciate women of all types. This includes women that would not have been on my radar in the past. I want a dime of the mind not just of the flesh.

Peace

posted by Words.worth @ 12:20 AM 6 comments

Focused Revival

Pardon me as I snicker at the title of this particular blog. Unless one is blind or illiterate (In which case you would not be reading this either) it is obviously titled "Focused Revival." It is symbolic of my literary revival. I did something. Actually, I accomplished something that I am quite proud of. However, before I can reveal what that something is I am compelled to preface it by explaining why I took my three month hiatus from my blog.

My focus was missing. In fact my focus had slipped so subtly and gradually that I had not even noticed it until I was approached by a friend. This friend who hosts one of my favorite poetry venues asked me why I had not written anything yet I called myself a writer. My response was simply: "I have been too busy." She then had a rebuttal that forced me to think. She said, "You have been too busy to do what you claim to love the most." I had no response. At that point I decided that a shift in focus was necessary if I was to be what I so vigorously claim to be, a writer. Fast-forward to the purpose of that snippet of information.

I shut it down. I shut everything that I deemed to be a distraction. These things included unhealthy relationships, poor time management, message boards and my blog. Yes even my blog. I always saw this blog as an outlet to express myself. However, I learned that it was taking a small portion of my focus from my other literature. I learned how to focus better and I finished a poetry anthology that I co-authored with the aforementioned friend. It is complete. I can not believe that your man will actually finally see his name on the front of a book. I know it is not my novel which will be in a forthcoming blog but, it was still an arduous process that I was instrumental in. I revived my focus.

posted by Words.worth @ 3:16 PM 6 comments