#4 ROAM – around the town, yo 

Testin’ The Stories You Make-Up In Yo Head, Yo: being proactive to see what’s the truth beyond speculation, hypothesis and hear-say, yo #GUESS /

“One does not order a coffee without a plan to pay”, I respond as I turn my head to look out the window in the cafe by the beach, “you don’t go to a store without means to buy, yo. Window-shopping is done outside while transactions happen inside, yo.”

“You buy the coffee, I drink it”, he replies as he turns to look out the window, “our customary routine is the norm by which I base my decisions on, yo.”

“When the patterns upon which we live cycle, we become hypnotized until we reach a pass that we can not break through, yo. You’ll do the same in the past as you do in the future until an external stimulus comes in to disrupt your habitual actions / addictions / behaviors, yo. A moment out of the ordinary can change all your moments going forward. A catalyst that starts a reaction is a spark that ignites a fire, yo.”

“That’s interesting”, he replies as he sips his water, “I don’t listen or pay attention to you but that could be interesting to the right ears, yo.”

“One does not speak to communicate but to be heard and not by the direct recipient but the passive audience surrounding the people in conversation, yo.”

“What does that mean, yo.”

“What you wear, say, express and repress and received by those that can see and hear you / your message is not the words that you chose or clothes that you have on / but, your general appearance, demeanor and tone of attitude upon which you carry yourself, yo. Being pleasant and put together is not a smile but confident / discontent but hopeful / a man that has it together is an asset while a bum in need of a helping hand is a drain on others, yo. It matters that you maintain yourself with an air of self-autonomy / others see and copy or avoid / the surest sign that you are projecting insecurity is a lack of response from others, yo. As your phone calls go unanswered and love letters unrequited, you’ll sink deeper into a pit of despair upon only which you can get out of, yo. One only climbs a ladder upward with their own hands, willpower and perseverance / upward mobility is a 1-man operation, yo.”

“Are you going to buy my coffee”, he replies as he signals for the waiter.

“When in doubt, stay there until you feel that it is the right time to strike, yo.” /

The 3 Questions To Judge Your Mental State, Yo: livin’ to see others lose / external locus of control / when others control yo power, yo #EXTERNAL /

3 QUESTIONS IN SPECIFIC ORDER / BEYOND MIRANDA RIGHTS + ASIMOV’S 3 LAWS, YO

1. Do you want to go to prison?

2. Do you want to go home?

3. Who is the current president of the United States?

“I don’t have a problem”, Bilta replies as he takes a sip of water, “my choices are mine and I own them, yo.”

“Your choices make your consequences. Like eating a grapefruit without expecting the bitter flavor. You can’t take an action without there being a reaction. Before taking a step off the cliff, check if you have wings or a parachute. Half-way down in free fall is a terrible place to realize that you are ill prepared. Between now and never, there is space to consider if your supplies and you are what is most necessary for your upcoming journey. Packing sunscreen to experience the eternal 6-month night of Scandinavia is not the right course. Bring a headlamp for the dark / sunscreen for the light / fork for dinner / taza for coffee, yo.”

“I can get it when I get there”, he replies as he shakes his head and shrugs, “preparing for the future absolves us of the moment of now, yo.”

“Focus on the present / moment is normally despair at the past and two eyes in yesterday without no thought of tomorrow, yo. One does not take a step forward blindly without sight at where their foot will land. We live in cliff country / walk carefully in day + avoid reckless hikes in the cold of the night when you can’t see where you’re going, yo. Many a cliffs have inadvertedly been crossed by men who over-rated their abilities. Nature makes a peon out of the grandest king.”

“I hardly consider myself unskilled in navigating unfamiliar waters in the Bermuda Triangle upon a star-less night.”

“One goes to shore in Bermuda at night / waits for red sky night, sailor’s delight rather then the ol’ shanty of red sky warning, sailor’s warning, yo.”

“You buy the coffee, I drink it”, he replies as he turns to look out the window, “our customary routine is the norm by which I base my decisions on, yo.”

“When the patterns upon which we live cycle, we become hypnotized until we reach a pass that we can not break through, yo. You’ll do the same in the past as you do in the future until an external stimulus comes in to disrupt your habitual actions / addictions / behaviors, yo. A moment out of the ordinary can change all your moments going forward. A catalyst that starts a reaction is a spark that ignites a fire, yo.”

“That’s interesting”, he replies as he sips his water, “I don’t listen or pay attention to you but that could be interesting to the right ears, yo.”

“One does not speak to communicate but to be heard and not by the direct recipient but the passive audience surrounding the people in conversation, yo.”

“What does that mean, yo.”

“What you wear, say, express and repress and received by those that can see and hear you / your message is not the words that you chose or clothes that you have on / but, your general appearance, demeanor and tone of attitude upon which you carry yourself, yo. Being pleasant and put together is not a smile but confident / discontent but hopeful / a man that has it together is an asset while a bum in need of a helping hand is a drain on others, yo. It matters that you maintain yourself with an air of self-autonomy / others see and copy or avoid / the surest sign that you are projecting insecurity is a lack of response from others, yo. As your phone calls go unanswered and love letters unrequited, you’ll sink deeper into a pit of despair upon only which you can get out of, yo. One only climbs a ladder upward with their own hands, willpower and perseverance / upward mobility is a 1-man operation, yo.”

“Are you going to buy my coffee”, he replies as he signals for the waiter.

“When in doubt, stay there until you feel that it is the right time to strike, yo.” /

Killin’ The Mood, Yo: intentional awkwardness as the subtle art of avoidance / makin’ the romantic hideous, yo #KILLR /

“Did you just finish my last croissant”, I ask as I turn my head back to Bilta,

“I was saving that for a special occasion, yo ”

“The only moment that exists is now, yo.”

“I’m about to punch you in the face now / the irony of bein’ punched in the face now is that for the immediate future, you will feel pain,yo. Pain is a result of somethin’ in the past / address the pain, yo. That’s a two-fold meant phrase / both, the pain that you feel now needs to be dealt with like a broken leg but also it needs to be corrected, yo. Not setting a broken appendage will result in poorly repaired bones / misshapen healed fractures are scars that display inaptitude in general health. When there’s a simple or complex break to heal, a set cast will keep movement minimal while the injury naturally heals, yo. It takes several months for a tibia or femur to get back to normal, working, strength without a brace or crutch to assist in the healin’ / when an appropriate amount of time has passed then it’s necessary to leave the crutch home and start the arduous process of building your strength without assistance, yo. When the leg is healed, the cane goes, yo.”

I turn my head to look out the window at the surfers and back to him.

“Where the fuck did he go?”, I exclaim as I stare at the empty chair, yo. /

Waiting For The Herd, Yo: 2 paths – the grand illusion of power in numbers / the strength of the crowd or bank account, yo /

“One”, I continue speaking as I take a sip from my taza and set it on the small wooden table by the recliner in the cafe by the beach, “does not grow in strength by the size of the audience but the ticket prices, yo. You can have 1k people come to your free concert but how many show up when they need to buy a ticket. When the wallet is rested, the truth is revealed, yo.”

“I doubt that anyone would purchase anything from me”, he replies as he takes a gulp if water from his thermos, “I have the biggest following online but the smallest turn out in person.”

“You can’t build a business on the opinions of others that want to see you fail, yo. The push to follow your dreams is often proceeded with a locked door when you leave. Go out into the world is synonymous with get out of here. Leave to see the world could be reduced to the simple command – leave or go, yo. Become something is a polite way to absolve yourself if the presence of the person in your company. Go for it could be translated as exit with no desire for your return, to ”

“Polite is the same as a shrug”, he replies as he sets his thermos down, “one does not push you forward without also the plan / desire / intent to push you away, yo.”

“A gentle nudge from a friend is equivalent to a hard shove from a stranger. A companion is silence uninterrupted where an enemy us the one standing next to do encouraging your progression away.”

“I sold no books that I wrote”, he responds as he looks out the window.

“They want you to fail”, I explain as I shrug, “the herd wants the death of the individual and the person wants the dispersal of the crowd. Rubber-neckers don’t lend a hand / onlookers and passer-bys want the thrill of the disaster / failure not the excitement of the pursuit, yo. Friendship is from a distance while hostility is right where you are now, yo.”

“I don’t see anyone else here but us, a couple velociraptors enjoying a relaxing conversation, couple cigarettes and a view of the sunset, yo.”

“My point exactly, yo.”

Lettin’ Reason Proceed Action / A Plan Without Thought, Yo: one does not go to a bar not to drink / endpoint in question, yo #ENDIN‘ /

“I don’t come here for you not to buy me a coffee”, he replies as he picks up a croissant from the plate, “why would you go to dinner without wanting to eat, yo.”

“You want to impress someone”, I reply as I take a sip from my taza, “you aren’t going to enjoy a meal but with a hidden agenda buried beneath the layers of bullshit that you present, yo. Beyond the words and smile is the real desire. Dig deeper by waiting for the true intent to come through. Instead of side-stepping the story or stutter-stepping to confuse, pause first before going forward. The enemy always revels his true face 1 second after he displays his first argument. Beyond the mask is the true intent / beyond the tear is carefully laced malice waiting to pounce / beyond the cry for help is the hidden dagger to strike when you turn away, yo.”

“I make it clear that I am here for you to buy me lunch, yo.”

“That is what you say and want me to believe, past your excuse is an uncomfortable truth that you don’t want revealed but want heard. When silence begins, words become honest, yo.”

“What’s that mean”, he replies as he takes a bite of the croissant and follows up with a swig of water.

“You want to say that you are here for my company / companionship but really you are on a sinking ship and clutching the nearest object to stay afloat. Like a sailor thrown overboard, you look around for a means of survival. The person treading water always beats the alternative. Hold on until the lifeboat arrives. Wait until help arrives. Get by until you don’t have to get by but can thrive. A man runs faster on the ground then in the sea. Wait until you reach dry land to walk. In the water, surrounded by sharks, your first priority is keeping your head above the waterline and sharks at a distance, yo.”

“How would you do that, yo?”

“A school of dolphins has been known to scare away many a hungry shark. The natural enemy of your adversary is the crutch to use until you grow strength to swim or make it out of the water. When there is nothing to do but tread water, that’s all you do, yo.”

A Guitar Player Can Only Play Guitar / A Carpenter Can Only Carpet, Yo: ultimately, what you are beyond your false self-illusion dictates ability, yo /

“I don’t think that’s true”, I reply as I sip my coffee from the taza and set it down on the small wooden table at the cafe by the beach, “desire sets the level of action that one is capable of achieving, yo.”

“A coffee drinker can only drink coffee”, he replies as he sips his water, “an alcoholic can only look for sobriety, yo.”

“Many uses for a hammer besides just pounding nails. Repurposing shows that a person can myriad wats use their talents to improve beyond a narrow scope of self-grandiosity, yo. Your imagination ultimately limits your ability. Certainly, a fish can’t fly but it can do more then swim, up.”

“How does that make sense, yo.”

“Ears let you hear but can also function in other ways to your benefit. Look at form to understand that function changes the plain to extraordinary, yo.”

Love Always Waits / Jamie 3:27, Yo: when friends desert + acquaintances leave, it’s there with coffee, yo #DESAROLLO /

“Not wise to try to hack the system to your favor”, I reply as I sip my coffee from the taza and set it down on the small wooden table at the cafe by the beach, “following the instructions gets you nothing but the intended result, yo. The manual gives you only what the directions led you to build. You create only what was intend to be my made, yo.”

“What’s that”, he replies as he looks out the window.

“Nothing but a pleasant afternoon with you, a set of tools and a finished product that makes you feel a sense of pride. An incomplete project burns at your mind like the regret of leaving your wallet somewhere only to discover it’s gone when you return to retrieve it, yo. Haste makes waste. Patience of 1k steps finishes the hike / not the words said about it, yo. When you complete your desire, you will find that nothing is left undone.”

“What’s that, yo?”

“To drink a cup of coffee”, I respond as I shrug, “when your priority / goal / target is achieved, there’s nothing left to do but admire the finished object, yo. When you are done, before you begin the next, the moment of reflection lives up to the hype. A half-finished project is a total waste, yo.” /

He Was Here But Then He Left + He’s Gone, Yo: when you finish what you said you would / selfish behavior & results / priorities, yo #CHOICES /

“I waited all day yesterday”, I reply as I shrug and set the taza down on the small wooden table in the cafe by the beach, ” you never showed, yo. No call. No text, yo. I arrived as I said that I would and you never did, yo.”

I look at the waiter and signal for the digital.mesaro to our table.

“Your priority is not here”, I respond as the slender robot shuffles to our table, “go out into the world to find what you want / what’s missin’ in your life / when you leave to go find your dream / riches / fairy-tale then I will too, yo.”

I shrug.

“Two hot coffees”, I speak to the lady-like metallic stegasaurous, “and a plate of fried yellow limes for him, yo.”

“I hate those”, Bilta replies as he turns his head to me, “when ordering for me, consider my tastes, preferences and options, yo.”

“You get only what I give you, yo”, I reply as I turn my head back as she scribbles the notes in her digital.notepad, “the desperate get only the crumbs of the rich, yo. The hand-out gets only the sympathy of a couple coins to tide over the needy until proper help arrives in a blue suit to take the person to a more appropriate place. If you are not hirable, there are no jobs for you. If you are unemployable, the government does not care and strange passer-bys will offer you the false sympathetic eye of a man feeding a dog to get him to leave but wanting him dependent. The master looks only for slaves. The employer wants nothing but employees. What a man looks for us only what he wants, yo.”

I turn my head back to the aluminum-432 contraption.

“Make it 2 plates of fried yellow limes. Today, my friend is going to learn the value of uncomfortable towards the means of tolerance. The power of controlling your mind beyond the automatic + autonomous pre-behavioral traits that make you charge the red cape if the matador when you should be on the other side.”

“I will not eat two plates of those disgusting friend limes”, he replies as he stares at me, “you have no power to control what it is that I do, yo.”

“I’ll hold yo’r paycheck unt you finish those two plates. Money from work only comes when service is rendered. Demanding money without effort is eating air to gain nutrients, yo. If the government doesn’t care to create reasonable working employment, I certainly can’t hire the unemployable to improve the community, make money and keep me y business afloat. It’s unreasonable to drain the community with a lack of foresight towards opportunities across a wide-strata of the population.”

“I have ability but lack desire, yo.”

“I have yo’r paycheck and means to withhold it until you meet me demands, yo. You can’t run the business under the top ring of the ladder. You can leave + start something new or consider that a moment of displeasure can equate to 10k moments afterwards improved. One action can lead to an entire new path / one diversion in your norm can improve the next 10k days. When tongue is bitten and arms lowered, a person can more appropriately tend to address their needs as only the know how, yo.”

“How will eating these two plates of fried limes help me, yo.”

“It won’t help you but it will show you that putting yourself before the company redirects your priorities elsewhere. A moment if doing what you don’t want in the name of work is a sign of good-intent. Do you want to stay here or leave. Your choice is your life, yo.”

“I’ll try, yo.”

“With a try, one has already done more then 10k words, yo. When your priority shifts from the egotistical desire of I to the benefit of the group, the team has success, yo.”

Strong Defense Makes Offense More Powerful, Yo: takin’ the pressure of you by improvin’ me, yo #EQUIPO /

“As your employee’s rise, so do you”, I continue as I sip the coffee from the taza at the cafe by the beach, “like a swing – working in tandem the two sides keep the rhythm going that keeps the entire pendulum in motion, yo.”

“When I push up, you push up too, yo.” “That would be opposing force centered around the mid-point fulcrum. When you push up, I lift my leg – when I raise my side, you act counterly, yo. In this way the two sides, like the ying-yang of Taoism make the whole complete.”

“You completely lost me on that one. Can you explain that again, yo.”

“An action has a reaction. Look at both sides to see the expected outcome prior to progressing. You can feel the motion as you raise or lower and can pick the moment perfectly to propel yourself forward, yo.”

I sip my coffee.

“Teeter-tot, motherfucker”, I continue speaking as I set it down on the small wooden table, “it’s called a fucking teeter-tot, yo.”

“Do you want to just order lunch and stop talking, yo.”

“I thought you would never ask, yo.” /

Everyone Wants To Know The Secret To Success, Yo: except those that have fun with it, yo #PLEASURE /

“You keep inviting me here to get coffee”, I respond as I look out the window at the cafe by the beach, “one does not make a request without a desire. One does not ask without want, yo. What is lacking is what a person searches for. The missing piece is always what’s absent.”

“What’s that, yo.”

“Nothing”, I respond as I take a bite of my grilled cheese sandwich, “when your priorities are met then you action will cease. When you achieve your intent then you will stop searching.”

“I’ld like another cup of coffee”, he replies as he signals the waiter to our table, “one does not eat without a beverage.” “The truth of life is that when everything arrives, nothing is left, yo.”

I sip my coffee.

“That’s interesting”, he replies as he gives his order to the digital.robot, “I think happiness is a hot cup of coffee and a good conversation.”

“Think happiness is a pleasant goodbye, yo.”

Your Vision Of The World Is Colored By Your Haze, Yo: seein’ things distorted against the real picture of the state of things, yo #FALSE /

“Learning that it’s going to be fine makes you calm, yo.”

“I’ll be better with a coffee, yo.”

“And, me”, I reply as I set the taza on the small wooden table in the cafe by the beach, “with a nap, regardless, it’ll happen in it’s own time, yo.”

“What happens, yo.”

“Probably, nothing”, I respond as I turn my head to look out the window to the surfers waiting for the next set of waves to roll.

“I want something to happen, yo.”

“That’s exactly the reason that you are anxious. Wanting something that hasn’t happened and is out of your control will ’cause many a restless nights. When you start to find peace in your life that it will work out then you’ll start to let go of the desire to impose your will on others and from that place think proactively on what you need to do.” “But, first coffee, yo.”

“You don’t need me for that”, I continue speaking, “looking in the wrong place for the right piece will always end in frustration, yo. Like looking for a round peg in the square peg bin, yo. First, figure out what it is that you need. What are you looking for, really. Many an invite of coffee has been a thin veil as a attempt at a co-dependency partnership.”

“I swear that I only want coffee, yo.”

“You called 12 times yesterday to invite me for lunch, yo.” “I call that being proactive, yo.” “I call that misplaced anger, yo.”

Keep Workin’ Until You Find Success, Yo: the secret of selling your backtracks for success / reverse mapping, yo #RNGD /

“Why are you telling me this”, Bilta replies as he shuffles in his seat at the cafe by the beach. “Your approach to gettin’ ahead is all wrong, yo. Don’t start by copyin’ another but embark on the quest of self-discovery that ultimately leads you to reach the pinnacle of yourself, yo.”

“What’s that mean”, he replies as he takes a bite of his grilled bratwurst hotdog. “One man’s direction is another man’s dead-end”, I respond.

I sip my coffee.

“One does not follow a map to an undiscovered destination. The road you drive on has already been paved. If you want mud on your tires, you need to get off I take another sip of my coffee and pick up a bratwurst hotdog, yo.

“The beaten path and find a new place that has yet to be normalized, commercialized and sanitized, yo. If you want something new in your life then you have to do something new that you’ve never done, yo.”

“I once are six bratwurst at a picnic, yo.”

“That makes no sense”, I reply as I take a bite of food, “if you don’t like your life, or the way it’s going, it’s up to you, yo. Don’t ask me for coffee as your habitual fall-back crutch to avoid the uncomfort of a momentary act of courage and bravery, yo.”

“Why do you talk this way, yo.”

“Me and the wife have been watching Nat Geo a lot. She’s really interested in the mating behavior of captive pandas. They hardly, rarely, produce offspring, yo.”

“She wants another kid, yo.”

“She doesn’t say it directly but she has made dinner to be ready all week when I get home plus made me watch these animal behavioral modifications and reprogramming videos at night, yo.”

“She likes you, yo.”

“She likes her and I’m merely the ornament on the tree in December, yo.” /

Increasin’ Your Mobility / Opening Up The World, Yo: unlimited data plans, quick train tickets, cheap hot real food + nearby lodgin’, yo #TRAVEL /

“Why are you telling me this”, he replies as he sips his water from his thermos.

“Because we are taking a different approach”, I respond as I take a bit of bratwurst, “one does not follow their plan to success, yo.”

I take another bite of the sausage hotdog.

“This was a way better idea to come here to this grilled weiner shack, yo”, I continue as I sip my soda, “a person can only drink so much coffee before the insomnia of nights spent awake drags down their morale and fortitude.” “I like to mix it up, yo.”

“I don’t care your opinion”, I reply as I shrug and look out the window at the vendor selling potaoe chips topped with hot sauce, “the views less but the viewpoints are better, yo. One does not look for pleasant company amongst enemies but politely says thank you and leaves with dignity intact. A moment of restraint solves 1k problems. The bigger man always wins long term. Cooler heads seal the deal better then a hot temper. Attracting people is better then pulling them in, yo.”

“Yeah, whatever”, he responds as he takes another sip of water, “when it comes to the mundane and incredible banality, I am the master, yo.”

“When it comes to following the herd, I can expect you to be square and center in the middle afraid to disrupt your place in the pack and with no regard to others, yo.” /

Add’d Cost Of Inexperience, Yo: factorin’ in incompetency in the equation plus immaturity + irresponsibility, yo #FACTOR /

I take another bite of bratwurst.

“You know what’s the worst thing about a mouthful of sausage”, I continue talking as I chew the food, “nothing, yo. Perfection is a hot wiener and cold soda. Happiness is a full belly, yo.”

“I couldn’t agree more”, he responds as he picks up another ‘brat, “one does not find happiness outside of good food and positive viewpoints, yo.”

“Views are over-rated but pleasant opinions are golden”, I respond as I shrug, “in the rat race, cheese is the only thing of value. If you want to be important, control the cheese, yo. What has value. What do you sell, yo.”

“I could sell hotdogs like this grilled wiener shack”, he responds as he looks around at the dusty tables and half-empty parlor, “I could do this too, yo.”

“Like a book, an attractive cover hides the depth of knowledge in the pages. Like a pond, the surface doesn’t show the depth. Like a college degree, a piece of paper doesn’t accurately reflect the work, time and dedication needed to get there. A picture of the end of a marathon doesn’t show the struggle and perseverance through the 26.2 miles previous. A happy ending is preceded by time spent getting there. A picture of the end doesn’t show the beginning or challenges traversed along the way. A finished puzzle doesn’t show the hunt for that one fucking missing piece that every jig-saw puzzler goes through. Completion doesn’t show effort, yo.”

“I could eat 12 of these hotdogs”, he replies as he shrugs and sips his water, “I am a master of the wiener, yo.”

“I wonder why we still hang out sometimes”, I respond, “regardless, that has no value to anyone, yo. Control and sell the cheese in the rat race, yo.” /

Proactive / Gettin’ Off On The Right Foot, Yo: drawing them in & out of position / causin’ reactions, yo /

“Then”, I continue speaking, “go straight to the point that you want, yo. If it’s 1-step away, take it / 10-steps means you take 10 / taking 50 steps to what is 20 steps away is wasted, yo. /

Handlin’ Yo’r Problems Like A Pro, Yo: when cool, calm and collected triumph over impulsive, careless and frantic, yo #COOLER /

I take a sip of coffee from my taza and set it down on the small wooden table in the cafe by the beach, yo.

“The last one to laugh”, I reply as I chuckle, “is probably also the one to pay the bill. The first one to leave is the responsible one while the life of the party is normal given the tab. If you want to enjoy yourself that’s one thing but staying too long in the party increases your odds that you’ll be the one footing the bill. Moderation is not necessary but the line between fun and need / between like and want / between can and can’t is the difference between success and failure. Self-control of knowing what a good time turns South / when enough becomes too much & when intentions become completely out-of-control behavior, yo.”

I stand up from my seat and turn my head to Bilta.

“I’m going to the bathroom”, I continue speaking as I push my chair in.

“Are you coming back?”, he asks as he turns his head from the surfers to me.

“Where else would I go”, I respond as I shake my head, “in friendship, trust is the only thing of value, yo. In life, a friend that doesn’t shove you into the chaos of their issues is the only one worth keeping around. When friends depart, desire is always to meet again, yo. Goodbye amongst friends is temporary while acquaintances is a hope, yo.”

He takes another sip of water from his thermos. “I’ll enjoy the view while you’re gone, yo.”

“It’s up to you what you do when I leave”, I reply as I shrug, “good, bad, neutral or destructive, ultimately, is always up to you. You actions, with and without others, is still always yours. Easy to push responsibility of your life on others through the desire for external opinions / the actions that you take, with or contrary to advice of others, always is an act of the individual, yo.” /

Taking’ Charge Of Yo’r Life One Task At A Time,Yo: breakin’ the bonds of co-dependency, yo #TASKS /

“When was the last time that you did a load of laundry”, I continue speaking as I take a sip from the taza and set it down on the mall wooden table in the cafe by the beach, “you don’t need to do everything but you need to start with something. A task / chore that you can do on your own, you should start. It takes one load of laundry / one load of dishes / one bed made / one dinner prepared at a time to gain your independence. What you can do by yourself, you should, yo. The mark of a weak man is the search for a hand to lift him up, yo.”

“We start building the bonds of co-dependency when we ask for help / when we need another we lay the first brick on the wall that will box us in. When you say gimme help / we are putting a shackle on our ankle that will keep us trapped in the service of another.”

“That sounded inteligent”, I respond as I look out the window, “you subscribed to that new magazine that they released on

Planet Dorinto: 101 Ways To Take Your Life In Your Own Hands, Yo.”

“It’s on e-subscribe”, he responds as he shrugs, “no paper products for this dude. I get it on my digital.tablet at 6am so when I wake up at 8am, it’s already been delivered and ready to consume, yo. Like waking to bacon, it’s a morning companion that greets you upon your eyes opening / like slippers by the bed, it is there when and where you need them, yo.” /

Avoidin’ Drinkin’ Water ‘Cause You’re Not Thirsty Or You Don’t Like The Taste, Yo: when you pass on what you need to do for what you want, yo #GREED /

“It’s not that I don’t like to drink water but it makes me feel bloated”, he replies as he sips apple juice from his thermos at the cafe by the beach, “like eating all those hotdogs, it felt good the first couple, 50 times, but then I hit a wall where I couldn’t continue in any way, yo.”

“Fight through it”, I respond as I shrug, “sounds like a challenge and not an ending, yo. If you don’t think that you, try a smaller attempt, yo.”

“In some ways, I agree”, he replies as he turns his head to look out the window. “but you need to consider if it is an issue that is relevant to your life. The larger meaning may by that it is something that, in general, is avoiding another, probably, larger problem or concern that needs to be addressed, yo. You can’t do two things at once, yo.”

“I like to juggle and once had four balls going at the same time”, I reply as I shake my head, “when it comes to juggling balls, the more comes from the skill increasing, yo. If you stop before the talent comes, you’ll never get to the initial start. From zero to your first balls in the air is a big leap. You would be surprised the effort that it takes to get the first balls up but after that increasing your balls takes much less work. It’s the first time that is hard, after that, while still a challenge, you begin to improve, yo. With juggling, first throw up your balls and then slowly grab and try to put more balls in the air, yo.”

He looks around the room, yo.

“Did you want to talk about something else”, he replies as he turns his head back to me,

“I gotta be straight forward with you on this one, yo. While I enjoy your pleasant conversation, witty banter and timely advice, two velociraptor’s sitting along in a cafe by themselves discussing how to improve your skills with balls is not how I want to spend my time, yo.”

“I gotta be straight forward with you, too, Bilta”, I respond as I sip my taza and set it down on the small wooden table, “that’s the point of making it awkward so you politely exit, yo.” /

Stop Lookin’ For What You Want / Stop In General, Yo: your mis-placed effort in the wrong area, yo #SPACE /

“You keep asking me if I want the last bite of your food”, I respond as I shrug, “what a man wants he gets by going for it, yo.”

“What’s that mean”, he replies as he shakes his head. “If you want it then it will be important to you and you will put your effort towards it”, I continue speaking as I pick up the taza from the small wooden table in the cafe by the beach, “your priorities align with your desires, yo. Where you want to go, you will. What your want, you will receive. Ultimately, the last thing that you get is the first thing that you wish. At the end of everything is the beginning of your story concluded, yo.”

“Conflict resolution”, he replies as he sips his water, “what’s a story without conflict and closure, yo. A story starts so in-time, it has to end, yo.”

“Like the story of my lunch that I just finished, yo.”

“Like the story of everything”, I respond as I shrug, “in time, every story ends, yo.”

“Do we have any work”, he replies as he shakes his head.

“I got a digital.mail mms yesterday that our skills are wanted on Planet WDJW3.2. Apparently, there are some missing arthopods from the local consolidation.depot. We’ve been tasked with locating them and returning them, yo. We are paid a percentage to start the tasks / then, rest of the money when they are returned, yo. If we don’t find them, we only make the retainer to accept project, yo. /

Your Problem Is Not You / A Lack Of Courage, Yo: adversity in the face of fear / facin’ your problems, yo /

“Why are you telling me this”, Bilta replies as he shifts in his seat in the cafe by the beach. I set my taza down on the small wooden table next to my recliner, yo. “One does not start dealing with his problems by pointing a finger at another but pointing a finger at the problem. Saying that this time, I am going to win, yo. Keep that finger pointed at your obstacle. Keep one finger pointed at your enemy and use your eyes to look around at what that you can do about it, yo.”

I pick up my taza and take a sip.

“First, identify the problem by directly pointing at it. Dancing around what you want to face is a waste of energy / go straight to the issue by pointing, physically, at it. Next, with your finger still pointing, you need to use your eyes to look around and decide, of the options, which one you will take. There are many ways to get around a boulder in the road. Climb over it, push it out of the way, go around it and stop and reverse track, yo. The options are myriad but the problem is only one. If you find a boulder in the road, you have one problem and many different sactions that you can take. Point at the boulder / look around at what choices that you have, yo. When you decide on what to do, you will realize that avoidance of the problem. You can spend all day pointing at a boulder in the street and not go anywhere, yo. It’s one step to point at the issue / a second step to climb over it, go around it or reverse your track and head the other way, yo. A thought is not an action / a plan is not a step, yo. 10k thoughts on the boulder in the street does nothing / 10k steps and you’ll forget that you ever encountered the boulder in the street. In time, and with steps beyond, you’ll forget what you dealt with in the past. The future and the actions that you take both move you away from the boulder and help you forget about what you faced, previously / a long walk is the best way to clean your mind of the garbage that you encountered in the street / cleaning your thoughts is best left to 5k steps away from it. As distance increases, memories become faded until they are replaced by the surroundings that you currently occupy. A long walk is the best cure for a troubled mentality / a distrubed mind is best left through the march of time that happens with step 10k, yo.”

“What happens if I take 15k steps”, he replies as he takes a sip of water from his thermos.

“No”, I respond as I turn my head back to him,”additional action beyond the hike does nothing to finish the adventure. If 10k footsteps finish the task, any steps past that are for a different task. Stick with one, continuing a hike after it’s finished is an adventure beyond the one planned, yo.” /

#4 ROAM –around the town, yo / killthestatus.ninja, yo.

“In time, recessive traits picked up through experiences start to surface and old slights become habitual and your personality at 20 becomes your permanent mental state at 50, yo.”

“Why are you telling me this”, Bilta replies as he looks at the waiter and signals for the bill, “you speak like I listen and talk like I care, yo.”

“Not talking to you”, I respond as I continue speaking, “that pretty girl over there can hear what I say and I like to sound intelligent, put together and in charge of my life, yo.  The words that you use in your normal dialect and colloquialisms define your inner workings –it makes sense that the man who talks of money has it and the one talks of difficulties encounters them, yo.  With the words that you decide to use, you make your future, present and company, yo.”

“I gotta take another shit”, he replies as he sits his water on the small wooden table by the beach.

“When it comes to safety, redundancy is the surest path to grabbing the low hanging fruits and achieving the greatest success: it always comes in three –people, profit & planet.

Words, Ideas, Actions

when they are in-alignment with becoming better, you will too, yo.”

“Got your new e-book in my inbox”, I continue as I smirk, “you planning a trip to frolick in the fescue in front of your 40th birthday, yo.”

“Decided to try my hand at writing”, he replies as he looks at the surfers in the water waiting for the waves to roll in, “that was not my thing, yo.”

“Better to try and lose then never attempt”, I respond as I roll my eyes, “one does not take a step without arriving at a new place, yo.  One does not travel on the same place –any movement is sure to get you ahead \ in front, right , left or backdoor –any time that you move ,you win, yo.”

“I liked sitting on a computer writing.  I felt like I was the boss of my life.  I felt like I could do anything that I wanted, yo.”

“When it comes to rolling in the hay, the only one that you need to convince is yourself, yo.”

“Wait. Wait. Wait”, Bita replies as he sips his water from his styrofoam cup at the cafe by the beach, “I thought we were on the other side, yo.”

“Ultimately, there are no sides but the wrong one and mine”, I take a sip from my taza, “one is free to decide on which plot of land they will plant their flag, yo. I think a better question to consider is why you have placed your flag on my acres –you know.  Like not literal ,but in the sense, that you can certainly lay claim to another man’s property ,ultimately –it is decided by the authorities, yo.  I wish that I could go to your small 1-bedroom apartment by the beach in another place and say that it is mine –however, my empty declaration would hold no water upon inspection by a qualified public worker.  I can say whatever I want but when the line of action is crossed ,a man can not return to the previous moment, yo. A step forward can be followed by one back but time can not be reversed or spent twice, yo.”

“I gotta take a shit”, he replies as he sets his cup on the small wooden table by his recliner.

“Finally, my laxatives are functioning as designed”, I continue as I smirk and look out the window at the set of waves rolling in, “an anal explosion is the surest sign that the business meeting is over, yo.”

“Ultimately”, I continue as I take a sip of coffee from the taza and turn my head back out the window towards the beach, “the group mentality has 3 components –the leader ,follower and others, yo.  One leads through manipulation, deceit and negativity while the others grasp for a person to take charge and the neutral bystander watches it all unfold as he trudges through his day.  When you see a leader –you see desire for followers –when you see followers ,you can be certain that they are being lead somewhere + by someone

that in there is the issue –who leads ,who follows ,who finds salt & vinegar chips in aisle 11 

you wonder, yo.”

“I actually read your book yesterday”, Bilta replies to the waiter as she sets the bill on the table, ‘your e-book had several large words ,was well-written and made points in several areas of pain for me that both connected to me on a deeper level and also brought me to a higher state-of-consciousness that both enlightens me ,makes me thinks , and ultimately makes me want to read your next book.  Suspense is the surest ticket to building an audience of devoted followers that buy all your products, books and merch –when one has no fan base ,they have no business.  The best way to advertise costs nothing and is merely a friend’s suggestion the greatness that they have stumbled upon in their family pursuits –the best ambassador that you will ever find will be a person curious to learn more and a buyer who wants to make a repeat purchase, yo.”

“Thought you said that we were having a hot discussion on being cool”, Bilta replies as he turns his head to look at the water then back to the waiter, “you change the subject faster then the seasons change their characteristics, yo.”

“The perennial changing of the folage is hardly means by which you can keep time –consider buying a good watch so you stop being late to our coffee date.  You demand to meet for your needs then show up 15-minutes late –perpetually, yo.  The game of annoyance appears to be your true motive \ the desire to inflict pain on your nemesis \ rival \ enemy \ opponent seems to be the means by which you feel temporary satisfication, yo.  When you win you feel better then worse but shortly even more down then when you woke up.  You start bad and then improve by going down to a low level until you are so exhausted that at the end of the day ,you crash into your bed only to instantly fall deep asleep \ instant REM sleep \ until the buzzer sounds and you can return to your habitat of comfort \ your place of joy \ 

when you get beyond the desire to hurt yourself ,you’ll find a deep sense of quiet peace beyond the autonomous action of retaliation and retribution, yo.  Beyond the desire to hurt is simplicity in the act of drinking a hot cup of coffee in good company, yo.”

“I’ve never found company that suits me –everyone seems to be my enemy, yo.”

“That may be true –but, still ultimately, the responsibility lies upon you to keep the search –it is easy to quiit a marathon half-way –but a half-finished race is never completed, yo.”