BIG T.M.C.

I’m really appreciating this space. Truly. I love Threads too, but I’m hoping to love BlackSky more.

Every year, on September 11th, I listen to “Bin Laden” by Immortal Technique. 2026 will be no different.

Black Threads LITERALLY just popped off this past weekend. Came back to BlueSky because, as much as I love Threads now, it’s still owned by Meta. We know who THEY support. Hoping to get some more interaction with my kinfolk here and #AddToBlackSky.

I’ve been thinking so much about my mortality lately… People are dying left and right. Sp yeah…If I die, I die. So manny people around me and beyond me die for less… I am not special. But that same thought makes me want to live. Survive. Do everything I can…ESPECIALLY for my daughter and niece.

I feel like my verse on this song is an admission of my depression. That’s probably why it feels so out of place. When you feel like a crooked monster, you tend to go to some dark places in your head. I haven’t reached full darkness, but I have a taste of what’s there.

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Didn’t think I would be excited about a Bissell carpet cleaner of my own, but here we are. Adulting.

Ego is a killer. Of everything. And everyone.

Saw a beautiful brown little Jumper in my house. Coaxed onto my hand. Set it outside. I REALLY need to start building my terrariums.

“Quiet” doesn’t mean that things are going good. Friendliness doesn’t mean that things are going good. You can be a whole Opp living in an agreeable situation and your status never changes. As men, we have to understand and swallow that horse pill. Kill the ego. Get where you need to go. Truly.

So much I’m learning at the end…

I know so many of our women are legendary for being “90’s Fine,” but can we also talk about the “2000’s Fine” that was, AND STILL IS, Angell Conwell!?!?

I need to use this app more. It’s way less noisy than the others.

Big transitions on the horizon.

I’ve never had to do this before…but I knew after two weeks of slowly dissolving pain that I would have to remove this injured toenail in order for me to feel like I could function without fear. I still wince as if it’s on there still, but I removed it. And now true healing can begin.

First time I’ve ever had to peel off a toenail but I’ve been babysitting it for 2 weeks now so there’s a lesson here somewhere.

I need to turn the lights back on in my life.

…I’m only good for the money. That’s a blow I still can’t help but absorb.

“Tarod” has failed. Failed for 10 years. “Rashon” needs to step in.

Learn the triggers. Learn the missteps. Learn the shortcomings. Then make sure you don’t exude that energy going forward unless you want problems. …and I don’t want problems. …just peace.

Sometimes you gotta just agree to not say shit at all.

Sometimes all you need is a genuine smile.

Should I really put my voice on Quinn?

Chrono Cross on my RP4 Pro has been surprisingly therapeutic.

I can make this work. I haven’t decided to end it all because I know I can still make things happen. I may fail, but I’m not a failure.

What I’m appreciating the most about playing Breath of Fire III is that young Ryu went from attacking out of fear, to attaching because he must do so when faced with battles. I love the subtle change in animation after he realizes he must journey on his own.

Kisses are necessary.

There are some mfs out here who don’t have a curated playlist for freaky shit and it SHOWS.

A friend of mine thinks my voice would be perfect for Quinn. Might have to give that a shot.

I may not have magic. But what I do have is drive to ensure that magic is maintained.

I won’t sit here and pretend like I won’t make shit happen.

Here I am…hustling yet still viewing myself as a failure. I hate my upbringing. I hate that there was no magic or sense of possibility here. I’m shackled by my limited view of life…and it’s hurting those I love the most.

Sometimes I hate being honorable and honest…

Gotta keep workin til the Benadryl kick in…

Gather the strength… Reconcile the emotion… Understand the path forward…

…we’re seeing fascism take root before our very eyes…and being in Oklahoma puts us at ground zero for these atrocities.

I just want my head rubbed.

I still need to show @blackcatdabeast.bsky.social how to use this site. It’s peaceful ‘round these parts.

I have to go down this path.

Dr. Jekyll, Mr. Hyde.

When you must prepare for hard conversations, they don’t get easier by any means…but you do get through them. It’s tough, but it’s not impossible.

Honesty… As hard as it may be sometimes…when you put that as the forefront of who you are, nobody (and I mean, NOBODY) can say that you were anything other than that.

I shouldn’t rap. A lot of my bars contain double-/triple entendres and deep cut references because I’m a 90’s kid. Case in point: “Yes, I can ‘lip read.’ I know when ‘it tingles…’ …like ‘Mufasa’ to Shenzi.” BRUH. I guess I’m writing for my demographic. Lmao. 🤷🏾‍♂️

…and I’ve made more progress on THIS song as opposed to the one I was gonna make for my little “un-retirement.” 😅

Just opened up the lyrics to a song I gotta finish. I just find it interesting that I’d have a song in the chamber whose foundation is “praise kink” for a woman, but…here I am. Lmao.

Energies exchanged and produced rare currency today.

It’s not often you meet dope people who come into your life and IMMEDIATELY make a lasting impact. #Sheesh