Sir Dude, I Do It And Move Along, That's All

Earlier today I heard a very sad and lone lower toned moan. A One in sadness? Or mourning. This took place prior to my session with Sir Dude, my therapist. I did not mention the audio hallucination, but I did utter the words, "I have been in mourning", to my therapist. I suspect Sir., could not wrap his brains around what I was communicating when I shared that some folks with negative energy's and influence's and them who lie or play with my emotions are being eliminated from my circles, and that I continue to establish good, healthy and sound boundaries with others. My brother, as a Man to a Man, you would no sooner be in friendship with One who had ill intentions or associate with One who has time and time again lied to your face. No, Sir., I just don't see that as a part of your character. Your integrity is sound and steadfast. I respect this and believe you have influence me in ways that I have not yet grasped a hold of. Thank you.
Sir Dude, them who live contrary need not be in my circles or for that matter, even near My Path.

I am living on purpose.

On My Path, Life Happens. I decide how or what it is I am to do - I do it and move along. I have learned the hard way that some fools never learn. I know this as a fact, because I can offer testament to my fool hardy days and nights. (Lord, forgive me please) But yes, I was once one of the greatest fools I ever knew. True Story. Seen?

I have never been the divorcing type of Man, but I be a son-of-a-bitch, if I didn't learn just not too long ago that sometimes I just have to cut it and count my loses. Count my blessing's. I'm not afraid anymore folks. For shits sake, I have let folks, harm me, molest me, hurt me, lie to me and dangle their pretty little baby carrots in front of me and tease me. I'm not their fool. No mas. 

I am living my life with full intentions. Con mucho gusto!

This I hope, might offer a bit of insight into what it is I believe to be healthy separation's with the additions of very sound boundaries. Not only to you, Sir Dude, my right good therapist, but also to the reader. In my Center, I am at a place of clarity, I see that sometimes good enough just ain't good enough. I have no damned business continuing to permit any peoples, young and older play with my emotions. No. Not and damned any more. Eh?

Fi-ya, Fi-ya, play with fi-ya, ya get burned by da fi-ya. True, yea, it is true, yea too, dat where dare is smoke dare is fi-ya. Seen. Some da fools nevah stop. Nevah, dey smell it, ta it's ta late. Same dees dat have no ears - no eyes. Fools don't see, same no hear. Wretched one's. Be off. Go on.