Good Evening from!?
I Gotta Finish Byron Maxwell's Background Coloring!
In PHILADELPHIA!
^_^!
OH YEAH!
I've also gained a number of nicknames at the job including and especially on Friday when it was pouring outside! IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII, kinda gotta outta here late, BECAUSE I NEEDED TO FINISH THAT POST FIRST! And ironically, as I've always said before Stacey, Everything Has a Price. And mine was the fact that it took me TOO LONG to get my thoughts together and type them and then post that post! BUT!? I MADE THE CHOICE! TO DO WHAT I DID! No fuckin way was I gonna fuck around and then FUCK UP AND BE LATE FOR WORK!
When I talked to Chris on the phone he was like "Hold up!? How the...!? Yo YOU RAN FROM BROAD AND PATTISON AND REACHED WHERE IN THE NAVY YARD!? YO!? THAT'S NOT ENOUGH FUCKIN TIME FOR YOU TO HAVE REACHED THERE UNLESS YOU REALLY HAVE BEEN WORKING YOUR ASS OFF TO RUN FAST ENOUGH TO GET THERE! Looks like you've finally come back to your senses, look at that! I don't think I can't make that run in that short a distance and I have to be in shape!"
Because of the heavy down pouring rain and the colors of our security uniforms, when shit is overcast and then when these uniforms GET SOAKED they go from a dark blue/navy blue to GRAY! Like a sickly looking grayish blue!? So when I went on my first walk around one of the plant workers was like "YO!? WE SAW YOU COME FROM OUTTA NOWHERE FROM THE OLD TRAIN YARD ONTO THE CAMERA AND WE WERE LIKE HOLY SHIT IT'S ZOOM!"
O_O
I was like, great...
Jusssssssssssst, great.
-_-
Thank God Stacey isn't here to hear this shit "See? DOOM AND GLOOM equals ZOOM!"
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
And for those of you WHO DON'T KNOW WHO ZOOM IS;
For a TV promo on the CW I remember when I saw this I was actually impressed. Since I am not really a DC comics reader I knew bits-n-pieces and I was like, eh!? It's the fuckin Flash, how deadly can...? They. Make this... guy...? Okay that was actually...?
Kinda intimidating.
The Flash is a DC comic character who has two PRIMARY arch-rival enemies. One is the Reverse-Flash.And the Other?
Is Zoom....
In the promo above the man who tells Flash that he's not the thing he hates, is the Reverse-Flash, this guy killed Flash's mom! So I'm like, oh what the fuck, for real!? Who the fuck can be worse than someone who'd kill your fuckin mom, what the!?
Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd, I'll give'em credit! They did find a way to TOP the Reverse-Flash and show that Zoom, yeah...?
Yeah.
>_<
This guy?
See?
THIS IS SOMEONE WHO WAS RAISED TO BE BITTER AND ANGRY.
When you make Darth Vader seem "merciful" and "tolerant"?
I'm still NOT FAMILIAR with everyone's names and all, it is a giant plant filled with employees, so? I was surprised when one of them said I looked like Zoom. But he kept saying "I didn't think you could MOVE THAT FAST! I mean, you just CAME INTO THE CAMERA VIEW LIKE, WHOA WHAT THE FUCK!? AND THEN YOU JUST CAME TO A DEAD FUCKIN STOP! And we're looking like 'holy shit that's the new security guard out at the fuckin guard house'! MY MAN!? Nooooooooooobody is trying to steal SHIT around this place, LEAST NOT US THAT JUST SAW THAT SHIT!" and the other guys started laughing and I just went back to doing my rounds. But based on what they'd said and then to hear Chris even say the next day that he couldn't have made that run in time!?
All I was thinking about was the fact that I POSTED THAT POST, I can't, I CANNOT turn around and then BE LATE FOR WORK or POST SOMETHING NEGATIVE AFTERWARDS.
Not even gonna lie I went to the Men's Room directly after I finished that 1st walk around and I was looking in the mirror and I was like... "Ugh, great!Just what I don't need today."
In the end, around about 2pm EST, my ankle swelled up to the point that I couldn't really move and of course I went on ahead and did my last walk-around anyway.
But I could feel it.
I could feel shades of My Old Self.
Where even when I told My Supervisor I knew "It'll take me about a day to bring the swelling down." and he was like "Wait, how do you know how long it'll take for your body to, Shawn? That looks, that is pretty bad!"
But I knew it was from LACK OF USE.
I haven't run that fast, in decades. So I knew it was purely from disuse. And by 12pm EST Saturday, I was able to put full pressure on my foot. Got up. Got out. Got bills paid. Walked uphill, normal speed! The more usage the better, the faster the swelling went down! I didn't put ONE LICK OF ICE ON ANYTHING. I had to see for myself! Whether I still had any of the self-control I had over my body when I was younger. When My Health was better! Noni took me to the dentist one time, I had to leave from work! Because the tooth pain and we went to the dentist and got there and she was like "Lemme see!?" and she's like "JESUS CHRIST! The TOOTH IS BROKEN IN HALF, you? You should be in way more pain, God you creep me out sometimes with that!"
But the moment the dentist came out she was the first one to TELL HIM "Give him a second so he can get himself in order and then you can pull the tooth." and the guys is looking like she's crazy and she was like "Please, don't ask, just...!? Give'em five minutes to settle down and the tooth'll come right out." then she looked at me and was like "Shawn's gonna inherit your weird self-control abilities isn't he?"
And I told her "If we're lucky, yes. It's a useful trait."
My sister inherited an abnormal ability to control her pain, she needed her spleen or some shit removed but didn't have the money so she just...?
Ignored it.
-_-
I think it was a month or so, then when she had the money she went in. Got it removed. Doctor freaked out, because it was something about she should've died or some shit.
Whatever.
Took me 5 minutes. Settled down. Got myself under control. Went in. Dentist pulled the tooth in less than a minute. He freaks. Dental assistant freaks. And Noni is just like "If you think THAT WAS IMPRESSIVE, LEMME TELL YOU ABOUT WHEN"
>_<
I stopped her before she could say anything more.
Reminds me of when Dr. Yuan's nurse tried to draw blood from me last year, I think I posted about that too...? EITHER WAY!? I wasn't in the mood to give her any blood because that's not what I expected to have happen during the visit, so? Tries to draw blood? Nothing. Tries again, nothing again. Tries again, now she's gettin nervous. Looks at me, I look at her, tries AGAIN, and no. I'm not exaggerating. She was about to freak out and I told her give me a second because I didn't expect a blood test and now I'm pissed about giving you my blood.
O_O
Crazy look from her, but she did say "I thought I was losing my fuckin mind! I'm like, I KNOW this is your vein you have, wait!? DID YOU JUST SAY THAT YOU'RE INTENTIONALLY NOT GIVING UP BLOOD!?"
"I'm sorry but my original medical record when I first came in here four years ago showed I SHOULD HAVE BEEN DEAD WITH A BLOOD PRESSURE THAT HIGH, so?"
-_-
Looks at chart....
O_O
Looks at Me?
And I told her "Okay, I'm ready."
Inserts needle with the blood vial and slowly "Oh my god, why is your blood...!? Coming out so, THIS IS SO FUCKIN!? How are you DOING THAT!? YOU'RE FREAKING ME OUT WITH THIS!"
It did feel great to be able to still run that fast. And I used to be criticized when I was a high schooler because from Cross Country to Track-n-Field the coaches and other athletes used to always say to me "You really should be faster than you are, Shawn."
Noni used to watch me practice Muay Thai for hours.
And she would just sit there.
Till she finally said "You could have been a great fighter. But you honestly don't wanna be seen as just some violent animal."
>_<
And I told her "Would you?"
And she never did answer my question.
And as far as my actual speed?
I've never been able to tap into that unless I honestly have to. Something that Malik and Paul Chew as well as My Sworn Brothers have seen. I remember when I got into that fight with Clinton my senior year and evvvvvvvvvvvvvvverybody was like "OH SHIT WE FINALLY GET TO SEE SHAWN FIGHT!" -_- Except for YOU Chris, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! But even Clinton when it was over was like "I've never, ever! Seen you move that fast before!"
Rutledge was there. So was Man and Derrick and Mandela was shocked as shit. All Man kept saying over and over "HE BEATIN'EM LIKE HE'S A FUCKIN CHILD! HE'S BEATIN'EM LIKE HE'S A CHILD!" I remember when Shimmell, earlier that year we got a boxing ring and gloves and all of that and Kosh kept trying to get me to go into the ring and I refused. I ultimately left. And I remember Shimmell telling Kosh and Kosh was a GREAT FIST FIGHTER! He SHOULD HAVE BEEN a boxer and Shimmell was HONESTLY FEARED in Our Ranks and they were like "How come you, I never see you slap-box or fight with Shawn?" and Shimmell was like "Because Shawn doesn't fight because he doesn't want to lose himself in it." and he told Kosh "Keep trying to start with him and you gone find out why these White muthafucka's will fuck with me and you first. Before they fuck with him like that. I know Shawn's mom. And I done seen the shit she put him through, keep fuckin with that dude and I'm warning you... He'll beat your ass to death just so everybody here knows when he says 'leave me alone', yo? Leave'em alone."
This was another reason why Noni attacked me by claiming I'd beaten her.
Because she knew how much it would hurt me to say such a thing, when?
She has met people I've actually fought "Why is it that every time!? What do you do to these people!?"
And that's how Clinton and I got into Our Fight months later. Because Clinton mistook the fact that I was willing to let him mock-n-make fun of me, he took it for weakness. Instead of simply taking the "victory" I'd given him of supposedly "humiliating me" by "punking me" and letting the shit go like I kept trying to do. I think My Height doesn't help, some people just can't leave shit alone and let me walk away after their vicious verbal assaults on my supposed manhood as measured by them. In all honesty...? For all the things I just typed? Even My Sister, with her belligerent-ass, she was even like "You just...!? Yo? You creep me (And note that My Patience isn't given a positive spin, it's almost always been about creeping someone out because of the shitty definition of what a Man, particularly a Blackman, how we are supposed to ACT. When Our "Manhood" is viciously, deliciously, verbally assaulted, oh the muthafuckin humanity of it all, yawn) out sometimes with how you just can just, ignore shit, that most other men fuckin start throwing fuckin punches and tryin ta beat a niggas ass an shit over!"
And I told her "Lack of self-control over silly-shit is why Our People don't have anything."
And she was like "I mean, I know you ain't no pussy an all, but damn!? You'll just flat out dismiss certain shit, then something else comes along and you'll address it! Then weeks or years later it turns out that the shit I thought was minor, was the shit that was IMPORTANT TO HANDLE THEN AND THERE! While the shit I swore was MAJOR, PFFT! SHIT WAS IRRELEVANT AS FUCK!"
And I told her "You sound like a man, Rachel."
And we laughed about it, then she asked me "That shit in high school and all of that...? You didn't actually like being that way, did you...?"
No.
I didn't.
I've had my TASTE, of what it has meant to "Be White".
They can keep it.
Power? Their Form of Power, has only one ending to it. And after experiencing what it has been like for them to have power like that over Us?
It dehumanizes you.
It destroys you.
You have to make up excuses for literally destroying another human being where they will never recover.
Ever.
Oh, they're still...?
Alive, but?
Not really.
Not really...
And in typical fashion for Me and Mine, My Cellphone is ringing and what do you know...?
Looks like My Mother has remembered My Cellphone number finally.
I guess...?
Since she is calling me and I'm actually here....
I'll answer it.
Our Time is Almost Upon Us Again My Brothers....
And this time.
I know what to do and how to do it.
And we'll start.
With the Nigger-Traitors....
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