Im Just Sayin...

"Love ain't nothing but sex misspelled"
~Harlan Ellison

What a powerful quote! When I first read this quote a few years back, I laughed. It made no sense. But now, oh yea, I get it. But what I don't get, is guys.

I have this friend, we're gonna call her "Imani". Imani has a boyfriend, we're gonna call him "Adam". Now, before Imani and Adam became boyfriend and girlfriend, they were nothing more than friends, who occasionally had sex. Over the course of a few months, they continued to have increasing amounts of sex, and in turn spending a lot more time together. They soon began to fall in "love", and this is when they became boyfriend and girlfriend.

Imani really like Adam. He was a VERY nice person. He would buy her things, do just about anything for her, and even got along GREAT with the family! All she had to give him was sex, and everything was fine. Imani had really fallen in love with Adam.

Oneday though, Imani went to church and heard a POWERFUL word from God that truly moved on her life. She realized that she didn't like living in sin, and made a vow to God to strive for holiness, in exchange of him ridding her of her "desires" to sin. Imani felt great after this resolution, and because she THOUGHT that Adam loved her so, he would understand.

But Adam's perspective was different. You see, Adam DID infact love Imani, but not for who she was---- for what she did. Adam didn't know how to cope with Imani's idea of the cessation of their sex life, and so he snapped. Adam and Imani's relationship was over. What happened to the love?

When Imani called me with the news, it hit me. Men and women love WAY differently, though they engage in the same actions. Sex, while it may be important to the woman, is near everything to the immature male, and when a woman takes that away from a man, what has he got to love? I hope you don't think it's you...

So basically what I'm saying is to the women is, be careful of the circumstances under which you fall in love, and be sure to question when he says he loves you, why that may be. Is he really in love with you? Or is it that he is in love with the fluid-secreting hole between your legs? Think about it. Don't be an "Imani". I'm just saying...

I woke up to a strange sound. It sounded like rustling and knocking of some sort... Anyway, I rolled over out the bed, and slid my feet into my Tink slippers G-Daddy bought me for Christmas. I walked just outside of my room and saw a strange man carrying loads of luggage down my stairs. Unalarmed at the least I spoke.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"My time here is up. Now I must go", he replied.

"Well who the heck are you? And where are you going?" I asked

"You know who I am, and let me show you where I'm going"....

He winked his eye and the walls seemed to spin. Normally I'd be pissing my pants by now, but for some reason I was not afraid. I guess my balance got a little knocked off, because before I knew it, there I was lying on my back staring at an unfamiliar ceiling that came off as a sky.

"Where am I?" I thought aloud. I got up, walked around a bit... "Hello? Mister? Where'd you go? HEEEELLLOOOO???" Finding myself a little frightened but a little more pissed off, I decided lie down in the grass... Grass? Where did this come from? Too much, who cares? I dozed off...

I had a dream...

Well, more like a flashback...

I saw it all.

I saw me. I saw you. I saw us. I saw them. I saw then. I saw now. I saw how. I saw why. I saw... I never wanted to see, but I saw... get it? Regret? Dang word never had so much meaning... I saw...

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!" I woke up. Rolled over out the bed, and slid my feet into my Tink slippers G-Daddy bought me for Christmas. I stepped just outside my door and heard a baby crying. I went downstairs and saw a basket by the front door. I opened the basket and there was the baby. Then there was a short note.


Now do you know who I am?

~2009

Confused, I picked the baby up to change it because it really smelled. While unbuttoning his coat, I noticed an unusual mark on the side of the baby's neck. I pulled down the shirt, to get a better look, the mark seemed to be a number.
Indeed it was. The mark read: 2010...

I woke up again. Rolled over out the bed, and slid my feet into my Tink slippers G-Daddy bought me for Christmas. Before I could make it to the door, my kid cousin burst through.

"Happy New Year!!!" he exclaimed


And then it all made sense... I'm just sayin...