BE MY WHORE! PLEASE BABY? A DIVE INTO SEX vs LOVE.
Posted by Relentless on July 22nd, 2018
So, our first date was actually coffee at the supermarket called Kroger. Yes there’s a coffee shop in this Kroger; and yes this might be considered an unconventional or a cheap-date, different than your customary pizza shop, fast food, restaurant-date. Nice girl tho; met her online over year ago (when I was in-between relationships) and no need to mention names. Nevermind that I can’t recall her name. (That will mean something in a moment; wait for it…)
It was less than a week before we got comfortable “Netflix and chillin,” her laying across my lap, the fondling, the kissing and then the bedroom. When I tell you that her body was the scariest site I’ve ever experienced that would be mean, and maybe politically incorrect, but it would also be a spot on understatement. How desperate must I have been to look past the red flags here, how she made excuses about her “not maintaining any physical fitness regimen”… how she more or less wanted my bedroom dark as we began to affectionately entangle into the night… I would like to say that when she undressed herself this was a sight to behold. But in fact, as she shed those clothes and then the “body magic” that had been holding so much in place, her truths unfolded before my very eyes. It was as if years of fast food was all hanging there like ornaments. No, not a little overweight, but folds on top of folds, bruh! As if her skin was just melting off of her body. She didn’t have kids and maybe there was some other excuse for this but keepin it 100, that has nothing to do with me or what I want in my bed. My conscious thought was (and probably still is) in absentia when my hormones are raging. And historically, of the sexy vixens that have been in my bed, the majority of them were extremely attractive, in shape and worthy of any essence magazine issue; that is the older issues that weren’t forced by society to get politically correct with all those thin & curvy models imprinted on our minds over the decades. But this particular candidate, while she had the pretty face, there was nothing blinding me from this failed physical appearance.
I’ll take the liberty to speak for so many men/whether they admit it or not, and I’ll testify that things become blurry when we want that sex/especially when its right there in your face. And I didn’t even bother to ask myself how I got here. I had to be so desperate to ignore the red flags that would have us as a miss-matched couple? Indeed I was desperate! And what does miss-matched mean after all? Well it really doesn’t mean that one person is worse off or better off than the other; it simply means that you are either happy with your partner or you are not.
FACTS# Everybody is not your best sex candidate.
And while I simply was not happy with what I was looking at, the bigger question was: what was I to do now? We were already deep into the second quarter approaching halftime; you know, how one of us will excuse ourselves from the bed to go run for towel because shit is about to get wet.
She was undressed. I was half-clothed. That was a signal if nothing else, that I wasn’t the least bit interested in sharing my all with wassername. Yet I can speak for us both when I say (despite all) we were still partially intoxicated with lust. And despite how things looked, that didn’t stop the fact that I was an engorged, horny manimal. In fact, the idea that this woman was not the best candidate practically turned on the green light for me to have my way in every extreme. And afterwards, tho I couldn’t help the guilt I felt, she expressed that this was “the best she’d had in a long time!”
The other thing was that while I decided not to share my sacred-matured-Mandingo body part with her (“I did not have sex with that woman!” lol @BillClinton), I also still intended to earn that release my body needed. I intended to satisfy that anxiety and my need for balance; balance that I made dinner for. Balance that I indulged in numerous phone calls for… and well, balance as the reward for the Starbucks coffee… at Kroger… yes, the supermarket, cheap date. LOL. Yep, it was the “Lewinsky” that left me satisfied. And by her responses, she didn’t mind being my whore for the night. And I’m not making excuses for my actions; whether you’re role-playing or not, a man releases some real animal aggression with a woman who will do just about anything in the bed for you. And its usually right after the orgasm that we’ll hold a woman (that we love and care about), or who we can’t wait to get up, get dressed and beat it. Since I am a man that gets what he wants, then you’d understand why or how I also get what I deserve. And for sho, at least on this occasion, I deserved exactly what I got. Hell I moved too fast on this one. Needed to research some more, see her in a bathingsuit… hell, join me in the jacuzzi and lemme see the package; the prize I’ve caught.
But it was also during this experience that I realized something else: many women, (maybe not all women) enjoy being used for the sake of sexual gratification. So don’t look at me funny because I’m being transparent about it all. Anything less is straight phony. At the end of the day we’re fuckin animals, some worse than others. Some of us that are talented get a little more leverage because we have more options than most others. We take more risks and many times exercise aggression in our sex, our art or at least our conversation. Sure, it takes a certain will power to act what you imagine, but is this something new to you?
I have explored this in various books I’ve written, however I’m constantly intrigued and still surprised when the most beautiful women (many meaning Jennifer Lewis, Gabriel Union & Tianna Taylor, all of whom have most recently expressed their wild sides in their memoirs or music) accept and look forward to promiscuity, and the crazy-raunchy animal aggression that man carry in our jock straps.
We carry this shit like a virus too. Some men who aren’t even getting a hug are out there engaging in mass shootings and shit, so when I get my cup filled I should be grateful that some sex-crazed woman is actually stopping me from going mad like so many others.
Its only after the relief, the release and the balance when I remind myself that I really only want to physically engage with a woman who I love and adore. Of course that comes from a balanced mind, and that balance mind usually finds itself back to a state of normalcy after some extreme sexual release. The balanced mind of a man will return to a space of common sense, clear thinking and balance once that horny element (that cancer, if you will) has been removed. Extreme physical release has been achieved. Yes for the most part we’re talking about ejaculation but that can also be achieved through physical fitness or some other form of expression.
So to all men who harbor these similar feelings, express yourself. Say what it is. You just might be surprised what you find behind curtain number one. And God bless you if you’re able to sustain your relationship to get to curtain number 2. But by all means, I believe we want all of whats behind 1 and 2 and of course the full package including whats behind curtain number 3; and prayerfully that is “true love”.
This Is America by Relentless Aaron
Posted by Relentless on May 19th, 2018
Mass shootings, random acts of violence, pain and suffering…
Tonight, somewhere in the world there are families experiencing great grief. The random school shootings yesterday are leaving empty beds, troubled hearts, helpless and lost moms and dads… grief, pain and suffering all at once.
5/18/2018 (RELATED TO) MOUNT ZION HIGH SCHOOL
5/18/2018 SANTA FE HIGH SCHOOL, TEXAS
5/11/2018 HIGHLAND HIGH SCHOOL, CALIFORNIA
4/20/2018 FORREST HIGH SCHOOL, FLORIDA
Have we forgotten? Just months ago there was a great outcry from the young, angry and frustrated people marching all over the nation. Outraged. Loud. Fed up. And justly so, people are struggling for an answer to something where there have been no answers. Underneath it all i’ve been saying for many years that the way to address these tragic circumstances is with love. On the other hand I want to remind you that we are all to blame. For sure, Childish Gambino, JCole and even Drake with his million/dollar philanthropic efforts are certainly refreshing to the music scene. However, this world, or at least a large portion of it, agrees with violence and recklessness and misbehavior. It gets the most views sells the most advertisement and is usually the lead story at 5 o’clock. Over the past four decades I’ve watched how we’ve digressed from a Godspell, Partridge family, Brady Bunch-world to the bloody shit we see on tv and our communication devices everyday. The fighting, the weapons, the rage and senseless killings, all of it complete with soundtracks and commercials and endorsements of the greatest kind. Our vulgar, radical voices agree with the vulgar, radical personalities behind the music, tv and films. And then the content is not really censored at all since it’s embraced at the biggest sports arenas that drive the greatest audiences whether it’s music or sports. Tell me that there are censored versions of this and I’ll laugh at you, knowing full well that the clean version still promotes the dirty version. And the dirty version still promotes my point. Jesus. Did I miss the part where we replaced Neil Diamond with the latest raunchy rap at basketball games? And is that our local news agreeing with and promoting the hit TV shows today, essentially embracing violence and all things bloody and random?
It feels as if someone tossed us all into the lions den, drenched in barbecue sauce. We are all likely to get bit. The ones hiding in the back of the crowd? Sure there are many bodies shielding the worst of the attack; however there’s no doubt that even the insulated and isolated among us are affected even if in denial of the realities at hand.
So it’s not rocket science that things not only have gotten worse, but they’re getting worse. Once upon a time it was “The Golden Rule,” the Bible and some sort of moral compass that we were taught to adhere to.
The books, films, TV and music; all of it has channeled death and mayhem. It has thrusted and force-fed violent, pornographic content to impressionable, already mentally unstable human beings that are now challenged with, exposed to, copying, mirroring and even imitating what we see. The most obvious of these are folks that are mentally disturbed. The least obvious of these are people that are just not loved. And wherever the roulette wheel stops, YOU ARE NEXT. Your town, your school, your post office, your work environment, some random public park, movie theater, a nursery school? How about an old folks home? Are they next? What’s the worst that can happen?
With so many possibilities, we cannot ignore the idea that the world is the Oyster of that next miserable, unloved human being who wants attention, who’s frustrated and imbalanced, with an ax to grind. This individual has access to some poison, some explosive device, some weapon, or some automobile. He or she even has the mental capacity to carry out some dastardly evil deed. Most importantly, this person is possibly living right next-door to you. They have a motive; this motive might be revenge, or the want for a hug. This motive might be that this person wants to be heard. It just might be that this person has been slighted or worse robbed of his or her ability to survive in such an entitled society. What does entitled society mean? Well to the one who is realizing a deficit in his or her life, entitled people have good jobs and status. Entitled people have those great relationships, connections and geographic conveniences. Entitled people follow those practices and routines that are set up to ignore the disenfranchised and oppressed people among us. And while there is so much to consider, so many levels to examine, the instant way of addressing this random virus that is traveling from east to west coast is to open your heart and show love to those around you. Yeah yeah this may seem real kumbaya in a world full of flying bullets and immanent threats, but on the fly, in that very instant before the trigger is pulled, kumbayah might be all you got. Even if you have a bulletproof vest and arm guards all around you there’s still those outside of your fortress that you care about and love. And just as they matter to you, so too will that pain touch you inside of your insulated world.
Finally, because my commentary is not likely to reach the individual who needs it most, I put you to the task fellow readers and those who My words reach… i’m not suggesting that we erase all the ugly content in the world. What I am suggesting is that we embrace a balance. Or at least, embrace our neighbors. I’m suggesting that while we are vigilant and protective and cautionary, we must also be kind, and considerate, and peaceful. Love someone near you. Help someone near you. Lend a helping hand or at least an ear so that they might be heard. You may be saving a life.
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My Own Affirmation For Love
Posted by Relentless on May 18th, 2018
I sometimes feel we are trapped in a time and space where we are all looking for redemption and Justice and Revenge and some retaliation. Some, more than others, are so stuck in that space that they cannot grow. They embrace their victimization as opposed to diving into their future and their progress, the overcoming and the success. And here’s the thing: if you can live to get there you are more or less guaranteed to overcome. And if you work hard enough you are guaranteed some level of success and most certainly, or at least, you will progress. Naturally, there are isolated incidents that, because of our instant access to media, sort of cluster and seem trendy. But only when you open your mind and see things from other perspectives, outside of your immediate comfort zone and geography, you will realize that life for many is pretty amazing. In the end, life is what you make it. And, the way you look at life most likely directs your certain outcome.
If somebody says something that bothers us, we point fingers and place blame. If our circumstances are not what we’d like them to be, again we point fingers and place blame, versus making the necessary adjustments for different outcomes.
We will place blame more often than shouldering responsibility! Even if it IS our fault! WHO’S THE SCAPEGOAT?
Now of course my theories are not all cut and dry and black and white and set in stone. But for the most part, I can see the rhythm nation and how many have adopted these practices.
So for sure we have been miss educated. For sure we have adopted negative practices. And I realize the cards we’ve been dealt are not all pulled from honest decks. But now that so much information has bombarded us and now that we have our own conscious and careful Analysis to weigh on the things we see, hear and experience, it is on each of us to use this information for our own progress, our passions and our inevitable purpose.
Yes yes yes we have certainly learned some wicked ways and means in how to cope, how to overcome and how to excel, despite the odds against us. We’ve learned how to fight back, how to call for help, and that we must choose our battles wisely. Yes media and movies and imaging has also taught us some defaults on how to navigate through this hot mess. However I am clear and convinced that the best way to move through life is to move with love. I even must unlearn ways I’ve been taught to move and groove through this life. I must unlearn things I’ve learned and I must rethink the way I handle all engagements. And still I must even a sure and affirm to myself that love is the answer. That means speak with love, act with love and decide with love… Even if it’s tough love that must be executed.
Loving on Friday yours truly Relentless Aaron
We’re Very Excited to Be Involved With the hype relating to SUPERBOWL53!
Posted by Relentless on May 18th, 2018
TEAM RELENTLESS will be hosting over 1000 guests who are coming to Atlanta to enjoy SUPERBOWL53. We’ll not only be securing hotel rooms for our guests, but we’re also throwing what we’ve entitled “The Biggest SuperBowl Party Ever!” Naturally, this is a great big undertaking, with a lot of important moving parts, so stay tuned as we roll out the announcements over the next few months such as “Who’s hosting the party?” “Who’s Deejaying the party?” and finally, “Who’s performing at the party?”
Having produced hundreds upon hundreds of live stage shows from New York to Atlanta, nothing is more thrilling than this event, this weekend and this journey to February 2019! Stay tuned!
The Zealot Culture – Blowing Hot Sabotaging Air
Posted by Relentless on May 9th, 2018
After all I’d done to make her feel safe, comfortable and secure (at least enough time for her to get herself together), and now, so suddenly, here I was in the middle of an argument.
AS IF IT WAS YESTERDAY… PRODUCING MY FIRST MUSIC VIDEO IN GEORGIA
Posted by Relentless on May 4th, 2018
Okay so I have a confession: yes! I’ve known this artist FOREVER! He’s an old friend from Mt Vernon, NY. We lived blocks from one another. I’ve been to his family home in the Vernon, as well as here in Atlanta where he nests his new family. So when moving here to Georgia was a reality… when showing the world I had “the stuff” was a necessity, My buddy Eric (smartly known as “E”) stepped to the plate and we made it happen. However, the backstory to this music video is bananas…
As a sidenote: the housewives filmed this episode/segment at the same house, the night before. I was there at the end of their shoot to meet some of the ladies and to qualify the location for our filming
Another Superpreneur Summit This Coming Sunday…
Posted by Relentless on May 4th, 2018
3 Chefs, A Film Screening, and the Entertainer Donnie Long all set for this Sunday. Arrive at 6:30, but RSVP for sure since this is a living room event. Space is limited.
MY OPEN LETTER TO KANYE WEST
Posted by Relentless on May 2nd, 2018
MY OPEN LETTER TO KANYE WEST: Bruh if what someone says makes you take drugs, get lipo etc… if anyone makes you “scared” relating to your vision, YOU ARE THE ONE WITH THE ISSUE. Don’t blame someone else for your own failed self esteem!? You’re talented and opinionated, and (overall) I believe we love your energy. But your main issue? Is that you think you matter. You think that what you say matters in the universe. It doesn’t. When you leave, there will be a few soundbites in your wake. There may be a school program, a food dish and a couple books named after you. But thats not gonna shake the earth, solve starvation, homelessness or poverty. Kanye you are but a mustard seed in the bigger universal equation of haves and have-nots. Except, that you speak, act and likely think that you own the milkyway. Bruh, get back to the music. Fuq what anybody says about you. What, if they say you can’t see straight you’re going to dig out an eyeball? Miss me with the bullshit, Yeezy. Get your life right get your mental right and stay in the game as we love to see you. Yeah we love to see you go off the hook but please be clear that it ends there. And it’s getting played; your rants on tv and on stage are boring me. And trust that we are not in control of your physical fitness, your mental health or your spiritual health. Man up bro because all of that other shit you say is just entertainment. Don’t let it crossover and takeover your real world; the kids, the family, your well-being. Peace
HERE’S THE FULL VIDEO:
AND ONE MORE THING… Kanye brought attention to “400 years” which goes deeper than just indentured servants and wanting to stay on the land that we tilled and picked cotton on. Its deeper than “wanting to stay” He’s bringing todays arrogance and attitude to a time when we didn’t have the tools, know-how, etc to fight back against whips, chains, guns, and most importantly THE LAWS which made us “property” and which “kept” us locked down to plantations, owners, masters and such. You sound pretty brilliant, and we likely both enjoy Kanye’s music. But I think we’d both agree that dude needs a history, some mentorship, a drug program, or ALL OF THE ABOVE
Dear Carl Hancock Rux:
Kanye will make lemonade out of this. We must remember that his poetry… his energy, his randomness is what evolved him into an even bigger superstar. We must also be responsible African Americans and look after our own, especially the ones who are mentally challenged. You say you gave up on him years ago, which tells me you agreed with him early on and up to a point. As much as I also admonish Kanye for his “stuff”, I realize that we are all still bouncing back from those 400 years. We are all dealing with post traumatic stress disorders. We are all disconnected/part of a failed people who are in need of TLC; some of it in the form of Tough Love. Some of it in the form of chinchecks, Kanye wasn’t this reckless before life got to him. And maybe it’s me but I don’t want to throw away our folks/especially the ones with value. Let’s talk about how we’re gonna get him better. Love ya Carl. I still want to produce a video for you!
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My Addressing The Starbucks Issue in Philly
Posted by Relentless on April 18th, 2018
#Starbucks #Philli #Arrests
Posted by Relentless Aaron on Monday, April 16, 2018
Support The Relentless Brand
Posted by Relentless on April 15th, 2018
For sure, for years, the Relentless brand has made inroads in urban Book Publishing, commercial films, documentaries, music videos, live stage productions, and as of late, we’ve delved into the hospitality industry with The Relentless House, our very own bed & breakfast, serving guests from all over the world. All the while, we livestream awareness-raising, entertaining and informative content daily, professionally and all of this with you in mind. You’re the solopreneur, the mommapreneur, the authorpreneur. You are the man or woman still trapped in the corporate life, or some other trap, secretly envying my freedom of movement, my freedom of speech and my overall evolution. But don’t forget, I AM YOU! WE IS ONE! So, your win, is my win. Your loss is my loss. Family, the way I’m moving these days, all you find is my giving. so, at this time consider giving back. Consider getting one of our shirts or hoodies, forever sharing your love for the Relentless brand. Thank you!
Do It With Love
Posted by Relentless on April 13th, 2018
My daily podcasts have begun. I’m taking this all the way. Encourage me by commenting, sharing, etc. If what I share helps, inspires or fuels you, don’t be a stranger. Let me know.
SOMEBODY LET ME KNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWW!!!
We Sure Get Creative (or Desperate) When We’re Hungry
Posted by Relentless on March 11th, 2018
I know those days well, as they aren’t far in the past. I din know where my next meal was coming from. Yes, I had 2 pennies to rub together, bot ONLY 2, and I could feel them in my pocket while driving to Starbucks, gas tank on E, knowing that I was not only gonna make payroll (thats me and me alone, and the $300 in monthly expenses I was maintaining between phone bill, LA Fitness and Internet charges for websites I was servicing), determined to make something out of my nothing. Determined to overcome this negative thought process about my finances/blaming everyone I could think of, and also, still leveraging everything, going all-in on my life’s purpose.
And there goes that word purpose again, that bit about how we’re here to achieve a certain thing, that thing the world will know us for. “Find your purpose, master your craft, follow your dreams.” We hear that all the time. Meanwhile, my other brain is yelling “Fuck that hype.” My other brain is all about blame, and he said this, and he said that.” And, damn if this din happen, I would be hurt in this or that way…” The excuses go on and on. And that brain is also all about taking wayward chances, and (oh yeah),
imma’ fuck without planting seeds, exhaust my fumes, and go back to business as usual, no strings. It’s a hard-knock life, bitch!
Yep. Voices, characters and images all fighting, breakdancing and playing God inside my head. But even as I can easily find my creative license and excuses why, how come and coulda-shoulda-woulda, it made way more sense and it was way more productive (in hindsight) to think and wonder “how, where, when?” and to imagine the benefits of those questions. Thats my truth (and yours too) to ask and answer questions, and to come up with conclusions, decisions and choices. The state of where you are now has so much to do with the seeds you planted 1 and 5 and 20 years ago. It comes down to deciding you’re here for the journey and not the sprint. It comes down to knowing the story of the bamboo tree and how it takes 5 years to sprout and how it requires watering everyday.
The journey is being all-in on your strengths, on the relationships that make sense and which you’ve discovered value, on the disciplines that have proven wise and effective in your life, on your daily grind & agendas, and furthermore, your journey is about what works, where you’re most resourceful in your own life and in the lives of others. The journey will impose sanctions and play judge and jury, and you will realize reality-checks & balances when you fuck up in your quest towards your life’s purpose; in other words, when you fall off. Your journey will also bless you time and again, every waking day, once you open your eyes to see the fruits of your labors, your decisions and investments in time, energy and people.
True that: this race has seen many sprinters, but long distance running goes to the Kenyans, since they practice endurance and they embrace their rich culture and are indeed “all-in” on the investments of time, patience and energy they give to their calling; even if its by default. Giving up the pussy on the first date: SPRINTER. Circling or cutting around the 10 cars in front of you to cut the line, because you have no patience: SPRINTER. Fast food ALL the time: SPRINTER.
So are you gonna go for the Instagram Coochie or are you gonna get in deep with a face-to-face; spending that “real time” with someone you can give and receive with? Someone you can realize commonalities in and with whom you can engage because you are “like-minded?” Are you gonna make the decision in time and energy that will feed you and much as you do the feeding? Life is all about that give and take. That flow. And it’s real comfortable on this side where that reality flows constantly, when you can be focused in your efforts and those 24 hours we’re blessed with.
If you’re hungry and starved, it may have a lot to do with the decisions you made a year ago, whether it was about a person, a job, or even a night out partying. YES! One night partying can CHANGE YOUR LIFE!
In the end, I can’t save y’all but I can show you my blueprint.
Family, when it comes down to life and getting what you want and feeling happy and fulfilled, I want to remind you that YOU NEED A BLUEPRINT! Thats a PLAN, GOALS, and AGENDA and ultimately a VISION. Having that and focusing on that will always having you living life on purpose, never feeling left out. If anything, OTHERS are left out of YOUR unique life’s experience!
And PLEASE DON’T FEEL THAT YOU’RE MISSING OUT ON ANYTHING when you see others progressing. Just feel inspired and thoroughly entertained by the success of others. Because (Uhh Monique? Daaaahling) you ain’t gonna be happy being bitter. All you’re gonna do is attract all the other miserable, desperate & hungry energies of the world. And at that point, you got just ONE asset left. So (shrugs) go ahead and take it off! INSTAGRAM IS WAITING!
Sidenote: so many actresses have fought and fucked to get up in the ranks of hollywood. Congrats to the actresses who have overcome.
Congrats Tiffany Haddish. No matter who won the 2018 Oscar award, it feels like you already won one yourself!
Posted by Relentless on March 8th, 2018
I do so much content creation, be it written, film or podcasts… (Lord, that reminds me; I really need to get back on the mic and do it routinely! Anyhow, I just thought I’d use this post to share some of my favorite songs. They’re rare and seldom heard, but their favs. But not only am I posting songs; I have been tuning into a few different video clips. So I will sprinkle them here as well. Thanks for caring about my interests. Feel free to share, comment & like. Peace
Zoe/Nina, This Election, Diaspora Negroes and the White Man who hated on me. #IllSayItForYou
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