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Wish Upon A Star

Times met with shimmering brilliance when I gaze the night sky.

The moment I look into your eyes, storms rage deep inside.

Causing waves of emotions of utter peace with joy, in maddening degrees.

Rising temperatures meeting a cold heart thawed into beating rhythms.

May I place myself in humble apologies because of my desire to be close?

I feel not the need but with solemn reason I declare that these feelings are rare.

Words and inspirations find quivering lips and fidgetting fingers, Wishing to trace your own.

I promise not yesterday nor let the morrow end with my conclusions.

Let me continue in present to be as you see me.

A fallen man who has risen to meet his imperfections and continues to live in confidence.

The strength not my own and though fate is not a word I find with meaning, I hold to the certainty I would never have loved anyone like you.

You are the wish upon a star.

You are my love.

Busy Gee

I’ve been busy.

Ring the sirens and call an emergency board meeting. I cant fully describe what has happened except that I am happy in many ways. Nanowrimo has begun and I have been writing like a mad man. I will post snippets when I can to entice people. This may as well could be another book I get published one day.

I have a culmination of 3 stories I am currently working on. One of them my main focus at this moment, due to it being the current book I’m working on for Nano.

I do apologize to those that follow this blog, first and foremost. I was always one to post daily or every 2 days. Now it seems to have dragged on to once a week. It isn’t because I have lost my passion for this, trust me, I love to write. Though I can attest that my blog has been a paradox. I have yet to identify what will be my main topic, overall it is just the collection of my work and thoughts in general.

Lots of changes have been happening in my life. Decisions I have made and choices that I shall make to further my future career and life. I used to say that writing would be a passion and it may seem that it is just a hobby but I know for a fact I want it to be my career.

Now, am I a blogger? Only those who have followed me from the start can answer that question. I’ve seen the stats that wordpress supplies and in reality, I dont have that massive following like some big blogs have.

Even in the podcast world, the topics we share only relate to issues arrised and those closest to us listen to our episodes.

None of this deters me from what I set out to do since the beginning and even now as I write, I am made aware that this is all a way to help me grow.

You could say that this is Gee_ology 2.0. Things will change and I promise to engage more and keep everyone up to date. As well, inspire others and conti ueling to share stories is what I am known for. Poetry shall continue to fly as I sprout my wings and take flight.

This isnt a new years resolution with a “new me” hashtag or motto. This is all about being the best that I could be and being unapologetic about it. I am Geo, a writer letting his words shape the minds of the world.

Breathe.

Spending hours passing times endless counts drawn in by anxious minds racing to meet the end.

Breathe.

Catch the warm air filling lungs as it hooks you to life’s intoxication where we begin to rise by day and rest in nights embrace.

Breathe.

Let the emotions of thoughts touch you as the wind brushing against your skin to reflect a day of yesterday.

Breathe.

Love shall find you in lights blissful awakening when you begin to share your inner glow.

Breathe.

Hold to truth and let it be known.

Breathe.

Presently present futures awaiting with numbers unforeseen but let it not impede or dissuade the changes faced.

Breathe.

You are alive.

Wearing Googles

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Hmm, I wonder what is going on here?

I don’t know the answer to that, give me one moment and I’ll google it.

They haven’t texted back in about 3 hours, I wonder what is going on, maybe I can find an answer online…

What has happened to the world in this day and age? Many can fathom what I am getting at just by the title of this post, others because of the first three sentences. Google. But not just Google itself, though what I will discuss can derive primarily from it. The world has changed and continues to change as we evolve further into a more technological and digital age. We spend hours surrounded by it or engage with different mediums and it has now over encompassed our lives.

I remember working and one of my employees kept saying they weren’t feeling good, they looked up symptoms and it told them it could be a sign of cancer. I remember when I was younger and I looked up symptoms and it told me that I was pregnant (though, I am a guy). What I am discussing is basically, googling, our finding your answers online. We have become the people who look things up expecting answers that we will perceive to be the Holy Laws of the world.

I cannot fully tell you how many times I’ve heard people state that they look up relationship advice or etc, just to help them see what they can do to spice things up, fix and etc. Yet everyone is different and though I am pulling that one subject matter to the spotlight, it can be used for various things. Looking things up has to be taken with a very serious mindset. The internet today is flooded with misinformation or opinions that are perceived to be facts. We no longer fact check but instead just follow based on what we see is “credible” by someone who seems to have a following or because it appeared on the first page of google.

Now, I am not diminishing some of the things that people post. Everyone has a voice and voice their own opinions, as I am doing. What I am conveying or trying to describe is the simple fact that people become enthralled in the notions established that can be addressed depending on the situation or situations that someone else may be going through. Unless something is definitively proven and can be backed, we should tread lightly into letting us become consumed by the notions we “investigate”.

As we see the rise of mental illnesses rise in a digital age, we must learn to tread carefully into the form of overfed information that can be destructive if it is misinformation. Remember and truly take note that everyone is different. What worked or works for someone does not mean it will work for you or everyone. We become blinded by googling and even go so far to let it be the prime source of information, letting education be just a way of memorization instead of truly growing in knowledge and applying it to reveal wisdom we can pass on to others and let it reflect in our lives.

Now, I can be one to talk but I remember during my conspiracy days how I would try to stay away from social media and even google for that matter. Yet, I can be honest and state that I will occasionally scope out the web or pull google if I am unfamiliar with a topic I hear or want to know about. This doesn’t mean that I am also blinded by the same thing that I warn about, there are benefits if I or any other person uses the medium the right way. Like I’ve stated in past posts, the truth is self-evident and can always be revealed. Don’t just pull the first article you see but see the references, what was used to back up an article, notes, and etc, not just opinions or what appears to be biased to help your feelings be at peace.

We need to take off the googles (goggles) and learn to truly take the appropriate “eye exam”.

Understanding Ourselves

We come to truly know ourselves when we are at our weakest. We pretend that we are strong to many around us and that we could conquer the world. We spend hours masquerading and yet when we are all alone, we begin to truly see ourselves for who we are.

It comes to no surprise really, how we as individuals seem never to truly grasp what we are capable of, who we really are. I’ve spent years agreeing with what others would say, that I was a monster of some sort. I remember the walls I would build and then I remember the changes in which slowly had every brick collapse. Though now I am weary about the choices or people who come into my life, I am still learning about who it is that stares back in the mirror.

Hours spent with restlessness, plagued with thoughts that wish to escape the circulating thoughts that rage within. I find myself awake, still lingering on ways to help myself just be. It isn’t hard to describe, yet I understand that life must be pushed through. I continue on not merely hoping but beginning to take action into things that will allow me to further my reach to where I want to be.

I can spout these magical formulas or share what works for me but we are all on our own path, though we may cross from time to time or even follow the same road. Each step we take is our own. All of this being said, I also understand that we can share and come together to grow. Just because we acknowledge our frailty doesn’t mean we are truly weak in the sense that we can’t survive, it just shows that we survive because we are made strong by learning from our weakness.

I continue to let these hands and my words flow through on screen, in hopes to not only find a sense of peace but to help bring some to others. This world has become such a challenge but it is not impossible to overcome and at times the best company can be yourself but even better are those that understand you.

We all have our imperfections. We all go through things differently. We all look different. We all think differently. Rejoice in your uniqueness and embrace others as well. Learn that we are not alone and learn to first understand who you are, as am I. If this was the advice you can take from regarding my words let these words touch you in some way.

Passionate Drive

The pull to a never-ending desire, to write. I cannot describe nor define what true passion is. I can only fully describe or give proper understanding/meaning based upon what I learn or experience. Passion seems to be our drive, either to reach a level of happiness or a sense of complete serenity. But of course, this is what I see based upon my short lived life.

Let me be honest, what will I gain from writing to strangers or letting the stories I have yet to share be seen or indulged by the readers? I can choose a different subject to bring to the table and for the most part, we can equate it to be as the topic on hand. Now, writing has been something and continues to be something that I feel drawn to do yet as well, I have hindered myself as a writer by filling my time with vain pursuits. We all get busy, this is true, we learn that in life we either are going to school, working, taking care of those we love and etc. In my case, I have allowed myself to drift from my passion and it has begun to affect me in ways I have never seen. I cannot myself or others, as I’ve said before, but in my case, I feel as if I am missing something or that I am not where I am supposed to be.

I can go on in circles about how we shouldn’t let out passions drive us but that can only be said if it blinds us. I have found that true passion derived from love and truth can lead us to become better versions of ourselves help shapes us into who we will become. I am not the most proficient writer nor do I consider myself someone who could hold up to any seasoned write, sometimes I wonder what has called me to step into this scene, to even dare to compare myself or even embark in sharing words or stories using this medium of paper, screen, and etc. I don’t have the ole college degree, the vocabulary, and etc., based upon what I have seen, yet I still do it. I don’t need to be considered the greatest, I just want to write and continue to do so. Now, I do share my “work” to others because as I’ve learned, why not share your gift or what you could do to others. Life is better to be shared and for the most part, there will be those people who will relate to you or need to hear what you say, read what you write and etc.

I write this to all those with their own passions, don’t let it consume you to the point that you let it control you. Learn to balance and if it is rooted in love, truth, it will overflow and help you grow. Do the things you love and don’t let anyone tell you differently in regards to how it should be but know that art is who we are, we merely create pieces of ourselves so that others could see or understand.

Time To Let Go

“Learn to enjoy every minute of your life. Be happy now. Don’t wait for something outside of yourself to make you happy in the future. Think how really precious is the time you have to spend, whether it’s at work or with your family. Every minute should be enjoyed and savored.” – Earl Nightingale

Countless minutes and hours pass by, we spend it contemplating what is to come or what has occurred. Enslaved by the beating seconds or ticks we hear from a clock. Since the invention of a way to track time, we have become slaves.
The repeating cycles of waking up in the morning or confined to a “working” schedule, allowing me to feel a part of the world. I’ve heard the saying growing up, “You get up and then once you step out those doors, you get on with life”, but life is more than keeping track of everything we do or to better understand when we do something.
I’ve seen people take time as a way to set goals, defining their lives based upon it. In fact, I was such a person who had to set a standard to complete myself, so to speak, by doing things in a timely manner. I had to buy a house when I was 23, 25 finish school, 27 were married, 30 have a kid, and etc. Yet a lot of my anxiety was derived from worrying about not knowing or not getting there the closer I got to that age or time. I see that now in the world and for the most part, we are being judged for not being or doing something based upon this notion.
Now, let’s be honest, time is a factor where a lot of what we do today is derived or based upon it. We run in a very right schedule all around, it helps us keep organized and we do so to have control with no chaos. Even as a kid, I learned that Saturday morning cartoons began at 7 am and stopped at around 12 when soul train would begin on WB (before CW, yes, my age is showing). Even with that being said, my mother would tell me that the Bible states that there is a time for everything, so I learned early on to never truly be controlled by it until my OCD took hold.
The reality we face today is that we have become convinced by believing we can control time instead of seeing that ultimately we have no control. Though we are told it would take X amount of hears to finish school, we may complete a degree program when we are 40, 50, and etc. We may even get married at such an age. We can die at any point in time. Though there was a beginning to the universe, time moves forward, we understand it as such because we have developed the point of view that everything has a beginning and end and is not a construct made to help us define reality but gives us history.
I’m not going to say to let go of time or keeping track but don’t lose focus of the now, this moment. We let every second pass by wishing for tomorrow or yesterday. We race to be somewhere else instead of enjoying the steps it takes to get there and in turn, we truly don’t live. What I bring to the table or to you the reader is this, let time observe you and record all that you do and who you are, for you truly are never forgotten and though we become memories, time is made to reveal our history.

Just Stand

We have all heard this saying before, “stand out”. As an artist, I have discovered that from every corner of the globe, people keep saying to build your brand, your voice, your signature, to allow your legacy to be defined by what you bring to the table. This is in part true but what I have also learned is that it can limit you.

We are all trying to find our identity in this world. We see a style and try to adapt to it, try to be a part of the culture or whatever is around you. Just because of something influencing you doesn’t necessarily mean you will adopt it. We are ” finding” ourselves. This being said, we are not subjected to “stand out”. Let’s all face it right here, now, each one of us will not be rich, get a million dollar book deal, be recognized in the blogger’s hall of fame, and etc. Some people are needed to be that happy garbage man or delivery guy and in reality, the world is a moving body of people, a collective.

I’m an artist, specifically a writer, poet, and your average day human being. I have cravings, desires, and etc but will all of them be met in my lifespan, probably not. Yet I will not let that phase me. I will continue to write because it is something I love and I will paint because it is something that I feel helps me express what I feel or think. Some people won’t gravitate to what I like or even what I do and guess what? That’s fine with me. I understand though that the way I perceive things or convey something will always be different. 2 people can come up with the same idea but it will never be the same story or concept (unless plagiarized of course).

The reason I am writing this post is that I feel like people lose a sense of creativity or they force something that shouldn’t be forced. Just write the story you wish to write or paint the painting you want to wait, sing the songs you want to sing.

Overcoming and Moving Forward

The sounds of the keys being pressed down give me sudden chills. The last time I wrote on an actual keyboard that wasn’t on my phone or searching for something on google, I can’t even recall. Let’s lay down everything on the table, I’m at an impasse. It isn’t quite that hard to see what is causing it all but it has surely happened, I seem to move but going nowhere.

You spend hours a day trying to wrap your head around what to write, I know I do. I would create a new piece of art and become inspired to write a poem and then I create a new entry, which I post here on my blog. My blog. It has actually been quite some time where I let my mind blossom and allow it to speak for itself apart from poetry. I am not saying that writing poetry has been my obstacle but I remember when I first started this blog. One day you wake up and notice that so much has happened in your life and you are where you never pictured yourself.

I am not in any rush, I know that now. Though the years haven’t been as kind to me in some regards, I’ve learned quite a bit in passing years. Some people may have followed me from the jump and continue to do so, others follow me and wonder what words will come to fruition. I held to a false identity by trying to hide who I was or what I could fully do, I was my biggest obstacle, always have been. I decided to drop what I perceived to be my pen name, Lucius Alexander Wulfe, it had a nice ring to it but I know that I am my own person, I am a writer.

A name can mean so much. I don’t want to be remembered for someone that had another identity or even in some regard marked by being someone that seemed like I was trying to be someone else. Let’s face it, I may not be bringing in thousands to my pages and I am not the well-skilled writer to have millions flock to my works, but I never give up. I have been writing for about 2 solid years now, I’ve seen this blog grow and I have seemed to have some grasp on my voice or style. I write as if everything was meant to be interpreted as poetry, it is quite hard to describe but I know that this is who I am.

This all comes down to what I am trying to convey, life gets tough but ultimately it is our choice. You could throw in the towel and give up or you could keep pushing. I rather keep pushing.

I’m a writer. I blog. I write poetry. I create abstract art.

I may never be famous and nor do I wish to be. Like I told my girlfriend, I rather leave a legacy behind which is to truly inspire people in some way by using the gifts and skills that I have been given as well as what I have poured, trained, and ultimately master. So check out my work, spread my name around if it helps you, comment, share, tell people that they are not alone. I create art be it any way that I can and anyway I love because I simply do not do it for the fame or to get it, but to truly touch hearts, if I gain a living doing what I love, then I rejoice, but if not, then know I hope I get rich by sharing the riches I have now, my mindset, my knowledge, my art. Much love to all out there, stay blessed. Geo out.

Keep Going!

You wake up, get dressed and go on to your 9 to 5, maybe school first and then an overnight shift, second job, etc. The cycle becomes a bad nightmare, a reoccurring nightmare you wish to escape from. Maybe you will continue to buy those lottery tickets, scratch offs, and hit it big. Maybe you will get a call that a wealthy family member passed away and you inherited a fortune. Maybe but then again, more than likely, not.

I remember when I first began my blog, 24 years old with no clue. The writing was the passion and my sole purpose. Every single day I wrote elaborate stories, articles, and etc just to become recognized, have an audience. Almost 2 years since I first started calling myself a writer. A good portion of my life invested in jobs I am grateful to have had to help me pay expenses but for the most part, despised due to the nature of them. I grew to be someone I swore I would never become.

We have all had big dreams, some bigger than others, yet now as I watch the world unfold I’ve begun to truly see the benefits of never giving up.

I remember someone once told me that life was not meant for the dreamers but those who make things happen. It’s funny hearing or reading how successful people tell you how to become successful. Something we forget to consider is that people are different. A circumstance or opportunity will present itself only to one individual to help them realize who they are. Am I shutting down peoples dreams? By no means. I am merely trying to wake some people up from the delusion you see on Instagram, Facebook, and youtube with those motivational speakers telling you “how” to do things or why instead of reinforcing themselves and allow people to learn and grow for themselves. Sounds odd doesn’t it, here I am telling people to keep pushing and going at times but the reality is that you won’t listen to me unless you believe it yourself.

I’m an artist trying to get my name out there. A writer with no brand other than this blog and my art. I’ve been breaking the limitations I once had and am pushing myself past what I thought possible. I am painting abstract now, perfecting my poetry and sharpening my skills as a writer. Now, of course, I have much to learn but I still keep going because I know that I love writing and growing.

I may not be the next Shakespeare, da Vinci and etc but I am who I am and my name means more to me than anyone can judge me for. I don’t do what I do for an audience but because I love to do it. I know my value and if others recognize and support me for it then, by all means, I appreciate it all and will support them as well.

This may have been longer but this had to be written. I’ve seen a world ravaged by anxiety and depression, even within myself. But I keep going and I also present to others to do the same. Life was not made to try to reach to a point at all times but to truly find who you are, accept it, share it with others, and love, truly love. I believe this is the ultimate form of success, not what you can gain from the world but what you can give to it. This is Geeology just sharing another message. Much love and be blessed all.