There is life in death in your words and in your thought process. Scary, right? I have noticed more and more that what I say and focus on typically tends to come true. If you put consistent thinking energy into something, that becomes your reality. We tend to forget and take for granted how powerful we are as human beings. That if we put our minds to something and act on things we can control we can attain it. I let my surroundings dictate my thought process without knowing it.  Things weren’t the smoothest for me growing up, things haven’t been smooth in my adult life as well if I am being brutally honest. I’ve been fired from jobs, I’ve had days where I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, I’ve been broke, I’ve had .54 cents in my account with no idea how I would pay my bills, My accounts were overdrafted a few hundreds of dollars a few times. When you just go with the wind, you tend to become just pieces in the game of chess instead of a player and that is where I lived in the past. I chose not to live there anymore. I began to refocus my mind on the things that I could control instead of all of the negatives that surrounded me. Sometimes I can’t grasp the fact that adjusting your view on things really changes your lens on life. My level of creativity changed, my stress level dropped, my focus level grew and so on and so on. My point in writing this post is that we are 3 months into the year, do not let a negative mindset throw your whole year off. Relax and conquer your mind.

 

I wanted to document the day I chose to fully decide to take control of my mind and thought process. As a blogger the best way for me to document is in a stylish way, and that’s what I did. See Below

Turtle Neck: Zara

Pants: Thrifting

Watch: Michael Kors

Shoes: Aldo

Gloves: Urban Outfitters 

Jacket: Thrifting

 

I Am Great, The Great I Am.

I Am Great, The Great I Am.

I Am Great, The Great I Am.

I Am Great, The Great I Am.

I Am Great, The Great I Am.

I Am Great, The Great I Am.

I Am Great, The Great I Am.

I Am Great, The Great I Am.

I Am Great, The Great I Am.

I Am Great, The Great I Am.

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Growing up, like many others, I had a late growth spurt. To be honest, I was late to everything. Ugly duckling syndrome, the weirdo, you name it. I grew up in a Haitian household, so many things that my peers were into and enjoyed, I really had no idea about. For instance, basketball. I  loved basketball with all my heart, my first love! The bad thing about it was when I started playing, all of my peers had at least a 5 year head start on me. I would work tirelessly just to be picked up for open runs and pick up games on the court.

I went through my whole middle school career not making the basketball team, I walked into my freshman year of highschool and didn’t make the basketball team. As you could see at a very young age I saw failure more than I would’ve liked. I stood about 5’3 – 150lbs. I was told I was too short, I wasn’t strong enough, I was chubby, I wasn’t fast enough, I sucked, I was wack, any and everything kids I thought were my friends said to me. After my freshman year I made it a point to prove everyone wrong. I emulated my mom’s work schedule to out work everyone that I knew. My mom was up at 5am, I was up at 5am. My mom did a double shift that day, I did a two a day that day. My father was a hard worker as well, but I always had a special connection with my mother. Fast forward to the summer of my senior year in college, I stand at 6’3, 180 having conversations with agents figuring out if a contract to a team in South Korea was what I was looking for.

All that to say this- I loved myself too much to listen to what other people had to say that held zero weight in my life. If you love something, never let anyone steer you away. If you have a goal, go at it like your life depended on it. I was told I was chubby, I was told I was too skinny. At the end of the day, stay true to you. Everything else is noise from people that have internal battles that they can’t quite grasp.

 

-Stay the course

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Dear beautiful,

You are appreciated, you are divine energy, you are my 2am thoughts.

 

Before I begin, if you believe the statements I have written above sounds too good to be true or could never expect someone to say something like this to you please change your mindset before you continue reading. Chivalry and romance are two concepts still alive and well, something that every woman should experience in abundance while air continues to flow into her body. To me, Chivalry is a concept of agape love (the highest form of love). It is a selfless act of appreciation. Regardless of the relationship, a gentleman will always show you he is a gentleman in his actions. Chivalry doesn’t have to be from someone you are dating, it can be from the nice older gentleman holding the door for you on that rainy spring night or it can be from the gentleman leaving the hands of his wife to let you know you dropped your ID. I think we have been so desensitized as people that we just accept the bare minimum, especially in the aspect of chivalry. Women accept men that don’t hold doors, but wonder where chivalry has gone. It left your energy field the minute you began to accept the bare minimum. From the right type of man, chivalry isn’t work, it’s the norm. From holding doors to pulling chairs, these essentials come naturally because, gentlemen are typically raised by great women.

For certain gentlemen, acts of chivalry are unwritten laws. Things such as women and children always come first or not allowing a woman to walk on the outside of a sidewalk. The concept of being a gentleman becomes greater then you honestly. He expects more of himself than most of the world expects from him. That’s when you know you are in the presence of a gentleman. You become the pedestal to many women. Elderly women to young children, you become the blueprint for what should be expected.

So to you beautiful, never expect mediocre treatment. “You deserve the world”

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Dear Queens,

If no one has told you that you are beautiful today, please let me take this moment to let you know that you are GORGEOUS.

I wanted to do something different today for WCW. Not many know, but I have been working on a romance piece for a few months now. I am aiming to release the book January 2017.  I don’t want to give up too much detail about this book, but it is dedicated to my future wife. I have written these letters to her, her being the mental image have created for the type of woman I believe I will be with. Below you will find a short excerpt from the book so you can get a picture and a feel for the flow of the book:

“I never looked at curves the same again, I’ve might’ve called the lords name in vain, but I quickly caught myself. Speaking prematurely in recognition of your body, your silhouette (from the light of the sun coming through the four panel window) equally had my attention. Even your shadow had me in awe, “its only been two minutes Thorton” speaking in third person, get it together. Signs of womanhood in the form of what I believe is an innocent soul. Please don’t take it as disrespect the way I looked at you, Baby girl, when mentioning and describing my lust for you please understand I was speaking of the desire to understand your body and each beauty mark that is bestowed on the frame of the art work you called your skin, the landscape of your mind and the blueprint to your soul. From how you would like me to undress your mind and lay your insecurities to bed to which tone of voice makes your body quiver the most but at this point that’s neither here nor there. Looking back, being that I was merely seventeen, I had a keen obsession with love and what it looked like”

As I wrap up the last few chapters of the piece, let me know your thoughts on this brief paragraph. I look forward to hearing your thoughts.

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Don’t be a p*ssy!

 

Something I take true offense too is the term don’t be a pussy. Honestly let’s break this down, what does that even mean? When did this term come into fruition? Who was the creator of such a terrible concept? Subjectively, I can see where a narrow minded male could come up with the term. In his mind, women are weak and they are not as strong as men. In his mind women aren’t dominate and are throw rugs we just walk all over, but it’s ironic and funny how I would much rather be a “p*ssy” then be a “ man”

Women continuously get slack for just being a woman and many men, not all, tend to assume that all women are weak. You can basically gauge the worlds view on women based off of our presidential election alone, many people in our country just couldn’t imagine having a woman lead the free world which is sad. The saying comes from a place of insecurity and lack of knowledge of self in my opinion. If you were truly aware of yourself you would understand that p*ssy is probably the most powerful object in the world. A woman’s vagina is the reason why men of all races get dressed. understand me when I say this, not all men have the desire to get dressed for women, but many men do. From the style of his haircut, to the scent of his cologne, all of this is in the pursuit of the almighty p*ssy.  So to tell someone not to be a p*ssy in my mind is idiotic. This powerful item starts wars, To the weak and fragile, it will have you confused and a state of mind that is far from reality. You will want to wine and dine said woman, you will begin to imagine your life with said woman all off of the premise of how good this p*ssy was. Men would marry women just off of the power of the Yoni so it baffles me when this term is used.

This sacred item stretches into unprecedented forms to create human life and come back to natural form. I never realized men could take such a pain (rolls eyes sarcastically). A woman’s body is sacred and gold and can withstand a pain in her feminine region so unbearable it would make any man come to their knees.

So the next time you think about uttering those words “ Don’t be a pussy” just remember, as a heterosexual male, every move you’ve made is for the p*ssy.

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