Stay safe this weekend, that storm is sending some serious rain even if it doesn’t make landfall. Evacuate if need be. No shame in safety, rain is just as deadly as any other force of nature. Hurricane Joaquin you can’t have us!
Stay safe
-Poetic Ice
Getting through life is war/
Each day is a battle, leaving one swollen and sore/
Daily bouts end in victory or defeat/
Disorder in the home chaos in the streets/
You know you must nonetheless fight/
Even with no strength you give it all your might/
Battle is so common you feel it’s wrong to be tired/
So you attempt to stay wired/
No rest for the weary/
No happiness for the dreary/
Only blood sweat and tears/
You either succumb to or battle back your fears/
It’s ingrained in us to win at all costs/
Don’t give up or give in, or all is lost/
But what if you just can’t lift your blade/
When spirit wanes and energy begins to fade/
Just because you’re tired doesn’t mean you can exit the fray/
You hunker down and pray/
Pray for the strength to get up again/
The spirit to counterattack life and win/
-Poetic Ice
Life is hard… but so worth it.
With September coming to a close soon, I’ve come to a realization. I may be an October born Libra, but I’m a child of September Prophecy. Hold on I’ll explain it.
September is the month that has given me life changing challenges that have shaped me into the man I am today. It all started back in 2011. I was fresh out of college and had no clue on how to take on the world. I knew two things, 1. I was too smart for minimum wage manual labor, and 2. I needed money. My Aunt hooked me up with a job interview with the KRA Corporation, a workforce development company that was contracted out by th SCDEW. It was great money with benefits, but the job itself was draining and downright boring. No one was ever happy to see you and the higher ups didn’t care about you. I left work everyday with headaches, had nosebleeds and blood pressure through the roof while working there. That should paint the picture for you. That year on September 6th I moved out if my mother’s house, got the power and water turned on in my name before work that morning, drove an hour to work all to be laid off at lunch that day. It’s no secret that I hated that job, but I was ashamed to be fired.
The day I moved out was the day I got canned, so overwhelming anxiety had a grip on my heart as I tried to process how to be an adult and put food on the table for my future wife and I. After I let my rage subside I used my knowledge of SCDEW to get unemployment and use their various systems to job search.
After an entire year of that in September of 2012 my unemployment benefits ran out and I was still jobless. Then enter the next step of my life in the form of Dr. Stephanie Fotorny and The Pet Doctor LLC. I HAD an interview with her and was hired as a veterinary technician on September 17th. This was perfect, it was a job in my dream field, and I’ll never be able to thank her enough for taking the time to teach and train me.
The next two years were simply amazing with all the experiences and life events. I got married to my soul mate, I sold a few books, and formed life long bonds. Since I was happy September decided to remind me of its destiny changing abilities. On September 17, 2014 My wife and I went shopping and while we were away got robbed, my wife’s Xbox was stolen and my Laptop. All the novels I were working on we’re saved on it, so you could imagine the rage and hurt I felt. The Candy Shop story here on my blog was halted for a long time, but as you can see I didn’t let that set me back.
Apparently this wasn’t enough of a lesson, because on the 22nd we got robbed again. My PlayStation was stolen and home was left in shambles. This sent me into a rage like no other. We packed our stuff and moved in with my mom. So I felt like I failed since I was back home with my mom and my newlywed wife. We eventually made the move from South Carolina to Augusta, Georgia.
We lived with my Mother-in-law now and this sparked a mad search for a new job. I was desperate to be a provider for my wife so after bombarding every veterinary clinic in the area with resumes and not getting a call, I went to a staffing agency and got hired by John Deere. It was quick money, paid weekly, and plenty of hours. PLENTY of hard, draining, monotonous hours where you do the same boring thing forever. Physically draining and painful. I felt like my face was being ground into a dead end wall, but I needed the money.
Within the week I was called by St. Francis Animal Hospital, a 24 hour veterinary Hospital, filled with great people with amazing backgrounds and stories. Once hired I never looked back. I’m determined to work hard ans be useful to my fellow tech’s and the doctors. But, thus was in April let’s move to September. On September 11th, my Mother-in-law’s birthday, anniversary of a terrorist attack on our great country, my wife and I finally closed on a house that we’ve had our eyes on for months.
Ultimate victory achieved. A great job, great coworkers, and becoming a homeowner. It’s an amazing feeling to be blessed like this. It’s humbling really. I th as no everyone s nd God for the support in this and honestly can’t wait to see what next September holds.
Poetic Ice
The cerebellum quakes
The body shakes
Heart beats quicken/
As you feel yourself sicken/
You feel like your soul was struck with a comet/
When your gut wrenches and you vomit/
One just cries out to be freed/
When their nose starts to bleed/
Why can’t symptoms like this be quick?/
Dammit I hate being sick!/
Poetic Ice
Enveloped in the darkness/
One finds luminescence in the lightning/
Fearing the silence of the stilled storm/
You await the deafening cry of thunder/
A rumbling from the sky that ignites the senses/
The explosion makes expels the air from your lungs/
Breathless until the cool summer’s rain dances on your skin/
Cleansing you in the darkness of the storm/
Lightning sets the sky ablaze showing you vivid images/
A prophecy written in electricity/
Telling you to strike like lightning/
Cry out like thunder, and satisfy this dry reality like rain/
With every thunderbolt you are reborn/
We are all the children of the storm/
Poetic ice
Happy Monday said no one ever til now. What’s up world!? Enjoy and conquer the day!!!!!
Enjoy the random pics lol
Lemons are never handed to you by life/
Life smashes them into your eye/
Life awaits your suicidal moment and hands you the knife/
Throws gasoline on your fire before you can ask why/
Life is combative, it wants you to fight/
But it’s underhanded, and brought a gun to the fight/
Victory is an alluring mistress you rarely see/
It for damn sure is a great cost, never free/
The amount of work you put in can’t be quantified/
After repeated defeats, your soul will feel liquified/
Then life sits back and has a good laugh/
Then employs his menacing staff/
Comprised of misery, rage, and self hate/
With as hard as the work, Being self destructive is fate/
Life is an entity of darkness from the start/
How you deal with it is a matter of heart.
-Poetic Ice
This world has grown cold.
The lovers die young, but hate never grows old.
Theres always someone giving a tirade on your acheivements.
NEVER let that get to you and make this announcement.
Hate if you want, im still an elite, im damn great!
My abundance of success is the product of lifelong work, must be fate.
Stop paying so much attention to MY LIFE.
Dont be mad at the things in MY LIFE.
It just sounds like you covet MY LIFE.
Stop spending so much time condemning the life of me.
And devout the better part of your time to becoming like me….
The world has gone cold its up to us to keep ourselves warm.
The hatred will always rain, but our determination weathers the storm
July 28, 2015, or July 28th of any year for that matter is a day of great importance. Not only is it during the month where our nation celebrates its independence, its the day where my Rock, strength, and inspiration was born. My wife, my gorgeous Leo graced us with her presence on this day and stole my heart.
Embrace the Leo Season
Now it’s her birthday today, but i’m the one who has the present. We were lucky enough to go to college together, but we didn’t always talk to each other. I was a recluse who really only hung around my brother, and she was a beauty that I seen from afar who was dating another. We would cross paths because we had the same classes due to us being bio majors, but we didn’t have need to talk to each other all the time.
A few years later that all changed when she just randomly told me that I was sexy. These are words that never really combine as such and are flung my way at this point in time and I was in a state of shock. I didn’t know how to handle this direct confrontation from this Leo, but as a Libra I relished the compliment. This is the start of that present I was mentioning. She didn’t know it then, but she was saving me from a very dark moment in my life. I was wrestling with depression and the stresses of keeping my grades up and trying to become something in life. I was on the brink of self destruction, even actively contemplating it. That is, I was until she entered my life. Her present that she gave me since that day was love and life. Now we’re joined at the hip, happily married, and so deep in love.
Every day I spend with you is a gift to me, so I plan on making them all good for you baby. I love you and I’m wishing you a Happy Birthday!!!
Mother Nature’s tears pour.
Tryna cleanse Earth’s whores.
Not prostitutes, but people whoring her resources.
Tryna wash away ideas that led to wrong courses.
That’s why there is such a thunderous rain.
Mother Nature is sharing her pain.
Too much oil and blood spills.
Black crude causes animal kills.
The shores will blacken with a mess that can’t be swept.
And she knows this, that’s why she wept.
Mother Nature knows not what to do with Earth
Sink holes swallow the ground, so Your corporate buildings have no worth
Everyday the world grows hotter
The polar bears can’t venture any farther
The Ice Caps will continue to melt
Most won’t care until an Impact is felt
The Waters of the Earth will rise
Oil will spill into it and give you Flammable eyes
The War will continue to Rage
Until a bomb sets the ocean ablaze, effectively turning each Continent into a flamming cage
Mother Nature shows sad rage with a feverish display of lightning
Each strike growing even more frightening
But most won’t care
They’ll simply grab an umbrella to shield their hair
These powerful storms are because Mother Nature is sad
I pray that we band together and fix this, before God show’s us he’s Mad
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