SO MUCH TALENT
Posted by Relentless on December 31st, 2020
SO MUCH ENERGY, SO MUCH POTENTIAL
Who am I?
Probably a combination of ambition, consistence, ability and somewhere in that mix I'm a storyteller that was anointed God and Her Universe. Most of all, I am an experienced man, expressing my imagination, my inspirational life and emotions through words and images.
I was raised in the 4-square miles of Mount Vernon, New York (amidst my Westchester, Bronx and NYC family, but I grew restless and wayward and found myself with a big headache and a shit load of prison time. When I decided to do what I do best, that is, turn my lemons into lemonade, I was able to free myself inside of the walls and fences that confined me. Yes, right there in prison I found my calling. And how much anxiety filled me during those days, to complete book after book. I was feeling so accomplished! And recently I'm starving for that same juice! That same rhythm. This is a LIFE CHOICE.
So excuse me if I'm feeling myself lately, posting older video clips with dramatic moments and creative intentions. This I'm doing to inspire myself to get back on the ball, back to my masterful pen game... back on the throne that had been, is and remains my own to claim.
Peace & Love.
Posted by Relentless on November 5th, 2020
FACTS: Earlier the day I said to myself: "I want a Nubian Queen. I DESERVE a Nubian Queen." Was this "need" due to the sudden cold weather? Or is it some itch-cycle and maybe I'm gettin "mannish?" Not sure. But what I do know is that I've never been wrong, whether I like it or not; what I ask for, I get.
IT IS SAID: "ASK, AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE."
And so I did "manifest" this new thang. I won't say how we met, just that she was in my living room for some "business." I had been doing something else, but her energy encouraged me to sit down before her and we struck up some conversation. We were 6 feet apart, and she had on a mask. That is, she had on a mask until I asked her to remove the mask and show me her pretty face. And there was that whole "ask" again. It was at this point that I was reminded that so many of us are wearing the mask just because its "Rhythm Nation" and for no other reason. Why else would she remove it? Just because I asked? And that's a valid reason during these Covid years? Or maybe it's my "personal power."
I gave her my business card and asked her to stay in touch.
Minutes later I sent her a text and asked her to come back when she had the time.
We quickly lay adjacent to one another on my bed and things began to escalate. I took a few minutes to tell her about me and I asked her some questions as well.
There was a point when her eyes begin to tear. I was so touched and moved by her emotion that I gravitated towards a hug, or hugs... And that human interaction led to more human interaction. And as if I was 20 something again, I found myself in an entanglement. lmao. No, I'm not in any committed relationship (except with my business). Sure, I tried time and again over the past few years... one even lasted 2 years and promised me a future. But that fell apart quickly and a more recent one fell apart quicker than that. And just when I got to enjoying my personal space and privacy, here THIS Beauty comes.
A few things stand out for me during our few hours together:
- She kept warning me that things were getting "dangerous." But err, hmm... me and danger are besties. I shrugged it off, focused on something else, I suppose.
- She never stopped my advances; in fact, she actually pulled me in closer... deeper kisses. I didn't mind the slight weed on her tongue since this was already becoming something I'd rather not interrupt. Wasn't it Oliver Wendell Holmes who said "A Man's mind, once stretched by the scent of a woman, never regains its original dimensions." Maybe I'm paraphrasing or misquoting (heh heh)
- And yeah, there was this moment she was fully engaged... when I was fully engorged, and she let up and said "that's just a preview."
I mean, for a time I was feeling like a celebrity once again; like the months when all the newspapers, TV & radio broadcasts spoke my name. The morning news, the New York Times, NPR...
Enjoying almost 3 hrs of pillow-talkin, kissin, playin with fire, learning one another’s bodies... and did I really have that infrequent tight grip on her neck?
... and damn the afterthoughts spinning in my head...
“wow it’s been a minute since I got this deep, this fast... Guess you still got it bro...You STUD!!!”
One instant she moaned ‘daddy... yes Daddy’ And I couldn't help but analyze: "I guess she's spot-on... so happens to be my absolute reality at the moment.”
And all this time I'm praying for "something real" to come into my life... perhaps the ex-wife, the ex-girlfriend or someone lurking in the midst of my social media. But instead that something real, or uhm, something really thrilling walks thru my door.
Sheesh... how fascinating it was to warm-up to “the business” without a whole lotta dating, texting or “qualifying.” I mean, was she the lucky one or was it me?
From my perspective, reading my own mind, It was just “she's on fire,” and “What a body.” But I couldn't help wondering how much like Billy Joel, Sean Connery & Kevin Costner am I really? I mean, I don't act, rap or sing for a living, but, well I am gifted??? So would the Universe approve of this for me as it has for them in the movies? In real life? And besides that 30yr age difference didn't seem to matter much to her, right?
I mean, don't blame me! KING SOLOMON & PLAYBOY MAGAZINE started this shit!
BANG BANG BANG...
Now my bed is lookin like scrambled eggs.
Every now and then Club Quarantine is echoing over my sound system "It's D-Nice, baby"
At about 3am I'm walking her to her troubled car, and I'm already mush, hands in my pockets, so relaxed and one with the full moon's glow. There's a sweet kiss and hug.
"Get home safe."
Now that we’ve gone all-the-way there, what’s next?”
Am I gonna get that fatal text message:
"Daddy, can I get $100?"
Or, "Hey Daddy, my car just broke down. Can you help me out?"
Damn. You can't win for losin out here, either way there's some expense involved.
Meanwhile I'm a little weak now. Wasn't pumped up with nutrition for that escapade and how fast it hit me. Then my inner voice again: “Old man you’d better getchoo some food, for you fall out“
And then it struck me that thing called SLEEP. And then I can dream, and I can imagine that this was all a dream. Or was it?
Living, Loving & Learning
Posted by Relentless on August 31st, 2020
24 HOURS is all we get.
And we're charged and challenged with getting and giving the most we can during this time. Anything less means you've squandered your presence here. Anything wayward means you may have fcuked up and need to do better. And by now there are plenty of videos, blogs and podcasts that you can watch FOR FREE, that will direct and guide you. Covid-19 has even awarded you with some free "paid-leave." YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE! Everything you need is available and within reach. Once again you have no excuse.. We are in a world that has made the great pivot and has forced you to pivot along with everyone else. No matter what you have accomplished up to this point, none of that matters! YOU WERE ONCE FAMOUS? Ok, the new world we're in is telling you "SO WHAT YOU'RE FAMOUS! HOW ARE YOU HELPING ME!?" Yes, you are now forced to pivot along with everyone else. This is a brave New World requiring brave new moves, new risks and new rewards. Get with the program. Also, if you're lucky enough to have escaped your need to pivot, good on you! As for the rest of us, GET A MOVE ON! GET UP, GET OUT and DO SOMETHING! RECOGNIZE! DON'T BE LAZY! DON'T PROCRASTINATE!
My latest involvements:
Built a 9-hole miniature golf course here at "The Relentless House". Soon affording "Midnight Golf" for couples who come (by appointment) for dinner.
New cash flow systems include 3 new cars loaded onto the Turo platform, a crypto-currency investment that nets me hundreds of dollars everyday, buying and selling major appliances, and also cashing in on wood pallets.
OH YEAH! ONE THING I'D LIKE TO LEAVE YOU WITH...
Thanks to D-Nice for the END OF BROADCAST SHOUT OUT.
And the mix was EPIC! Click the pic to play the broadcast
Up To Date Relentless
Posted by Relentless on April 18th, 2020
RANDOM THOUGHT OF THE WEEK
LOVE THIS TALENTED WOMAN. When you get a chance, GOOGLE Cynthia Luciette. She's always in the pocket, always ready with the quick wit... and if you're not laughing with the rest of us you truly don't have a heartbeat.
Quarantine? Never Bored!
Posted by Relentless on April 14th, 2020
"We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we're curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths."
Crazy, Random World These Days…
Posted by Relentless on April 12th, 2020
Hard to tell if we've experienced the most, or if there's more to come.
From the natural disasters, to the man-made calamities, to the phantom virus that has slipped into our lives, I believe there's a perfect science to this existence. That reality may be difficult to grab hold of, but think of the extreme blessings we've been given, from the air and water we take for granted, toe the organs we maintain and manage... the eyes that can see as far as the moon... the sense of assessment that each person must master in order to cross the street or what to digest into our mouths. Yes, there are Gods wonders that we cannot control, and others that we can. And I take a wise guess these days to say that (I believe) we all needed this huge "chin-check" because we've been abusing the gifts. We've been disregarding the amount of mercy we enjoy, from our bodies being just 3 degrees hot or cold from deaths door, to this ever revolving rock we live on... one that can at any moment change course and roast like an over-cooked marshmallow.
Yes we take it all for granted, as if when we wake up this is all assured to still be here, still in working order, more abundance for us to over-indulge in. Thats why I always close my eyes, grateful for the blessings in my life, shouting in my mind "LIFE'S BEEN GOOD TO ME SO FAR!"
Carry on Earthlings. Be safe and know that you are blessed.
Recent Relentless Activities
Posted by Relentless on January 8th, 2020
SUPERPRENEUR! Episode #44 “Routine Insanity”
Posted by Relentless on December 23rd, 2019
Without question many of us are undergoing mental challenges in every which way. I thought I’d focus on some routines that I observe, and in Relentless fashion￼￼ i’m hoping to bring insight and awareness and ultimately inspiration.￼
Posted by Relentless on November 28th, 2019
Life’s Been Good To Me So Far!
Posted by Relentless on November 24th, 2019
I suppose it's just normal for us to want to make memories, to record what we see, even if it fills up our cellphones memory to nill. Hopefully these are some different, unique images, that with my written perspectives will give you a better packaging as to what it is, how it feels, vs how it appears. (Enjoy)
Relentless Radio, Superpreneur! A Firm Go!
Posted by Relentless on November 24th, 2019
Relentless Radio: It's Time
We have the technology. We have the experience. We have the funding to make it happen and to keep it growing. So why not!?
Welcome to the new world...
When I think of entrepreneurship I don’t think about money, selling, statistics or products. What I think about is being resourceful.
Now seeking vocal talent
LATEST SUPERPRENEUR EPISODES
Ever sit back to realize just how blessed you are?
For a few precious moments, I speak on being blessed and covered .
Quality Time: Shopping with Rodney Perry
For a few precious moments, I speak on being blessed and covered .
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Posted by Relentless on October 17th, 2019
Good Morning, Monday
Posted by Relentless on October 7th, 2019
Good Morning Monday. I'm here in the cubicle next to your office. I hate that you got into the building before me, but I will do better. You must be on that Military Time! Anyway Monday, I thought I'd reach out to you this morning, since you and I woke up healthy... and I thought I'd let you know that despite what others say about you and no matter how difficult you make life for so many people on this first day of the week... despite all of that, I am determined to work beside you and with you and I will do it with my chin up, I'm gonna stick my chest out and I'm gonna survive no matter what.
'm gonna achieve no matter what. And if I have to, I will eat shit until the goals I've set are achieved. I will march forth until the work I do is satisfying. And I will take all the necessary risks to see that my greatness resounds above all else. God Bless you Monday. I'm glad we made it here alive. I share GOODVIBES with you and all whom you touch with your unbridled energy. Peace superpreneur authorpreneur entrepreneur blessed
A Day In The Life…
Posted by Relentless on October 6th, 2019
I'm so blessed to wake up happy and content in the path I've taken to this life I have today. God has blessed me with MERCY because my life could've ended so many times. And let me say, falling asleep at the steering wheel can be more death-defying than a random bullet. THANK GOD FOR ANOTHER AMAZING DAY OF LIFE!
If there's one thing that is greater than my talent it is my resourcefulness and my want to be extremely organized. Still a work in progress, I am living a full life, a healthy life, teaching myself that me and everything I do is all about love.
My life has evolved because of books. Not a rap career or a sports career, but books. Sometimes I sit back and wonder how I did this. How I chose the toughest profession and how did I win bigger than most others in this same lane. It was definitely learning that, beyond all else, "mastering my craft" helped me to achieve the big win. But...
Part of this "Mastery" is that you need to sustain. You will need to have a strong work ethic. You will need to stay inspired. You'll need to go above and beyond and you can't just sit back and rest on PAST SUCCESSES. Sure, your past gives you credentials, BUT WHO AND WHERE ARE YOU NOW?
So as I wake up into my world of creativity...
Goodwill Hunting – Diary of a Thrifter
Posted by Relentless on August 28th, 2019
Sue me. Right there at Goodwill I found myself physically attracted to her and we coincidentally completed our purchases at the same time, different registers.
Okay, so I met her while thrifting. Sue me. Meanwhile, immediately outside of the store... the dreamy drama unfolded.
I said: “I went looking for a ‘find’ but you’re clearly the biggest find in the store.” But why do I feel like I've said that at least once before?
My fishhook not withstanding, she casually brushed off my compliment and we made small talk. I could see something in her is whispering “I’m not feeling attractive.” But while I wasn’t buying it, I felt as if she was. And so while she may have been blind to the subtle magnetism and chemistry in the air between us, I was selling myself on the desire. My desire for her. Maybe just the default male/female desire. I mean, isn’t that normal? Or am I just extra and ‘gotta have it?’
Out of nowhere we both blurted introductions: She says: “so who are you” and from my lips: “what’s your name.” It was as if we had bumped into one another in a crowded nightclub/drinks slightly splashing onto each other. Or maybe we pulled out and pointed our swords? "ON-GUARD!"
And then the conversation gets deeper as we discuss her creativity, my creativity, the Chi, NY, LA, mutual friends, etc. Yep! The parts of me you WISH didn't exist, such as being more than just sexual. More than seeing a woman as just a "slab of beef." But while she took a deep dive into her woes and how she felt she had “fallen off,” I was more titillated by her details. First the painted nails, the snatched hair and the toned muscles with the evenly bronzed skin. Her hygiene was even harmony to my eyes. And while she’s speaking about health and career issues my mind was creepin, sneakin peeks at her plumbing, especially those headlights. Yeah, there I was: the antelope waitin to be her roadkill.
Those breasts were screaming at me, makin all kinds of overtures (by their presence alone) during our quiet and somewhat private moment there at the Goodwill entrance. I wondered how many other men had gotten caught in her headlights over the decades? How much roadkill exactly?
For a time I felt suffocated by boobage, with my imagination draggin me into the darkest most unpredictable sex-hole. However, despite nearly 15 minutes of my own obvious carnal transgressions, she wasn’t making excuses to get away and remained within arms reach in this engaging conversation. One moment I’m paying attention; the next I’m spellbound by her beauty, gasping for air (at least in my mind) with my mouth suddenly full of her flesh, with my tongue busy provoking her sighs...
then I’m back up for air, tryna be normal and cordial and genuine... tryna be that male role model that life is begging me to be. But “Here I Go Again,” (Glenn Jones reference), sucked under, drowning in pleasures unknown, my hands grabbing, no... groping, massaging, possessing... and for a second or two her words turned to unrecognizable, underwater gurgles, as I’m struggling to survive this... this... this fight with my want for her body vs my own need to sustain discipline and dignity.
Nevertheless, despite the stirring in my loins, my very own voice of reason kept a strong grip on my neck... speaking into my ear “bruh, you need to go jerk-off... come back to this when you’re balanced and thinkin straight. You’re a fuckin animal right now.”
And that sound you're hearing while reading my Fictions & Non-Fictions... thats the motorized desire for love and affection in my veins. Controlled, but cycling around my heart. Yeah, shit is real up in here.
And as I soon regained control... I shook it off, even with my heart palpitating. At the same time, my reality check chimes from my phone. Then we engaged in the sweetest and thorough hug. And that felt calming. Corrective. And now it was due time to get back to the multiple revenue streams. Gotta keep Nipsey’s vision in mind. Too much at stake. Grindin all my life.