My "Little Red Hunting Hat

            I think that I am a very unique person but, one thing that I love about myself is my willingness to say what I feel and think outside and inside the boxJ. Since I have such splendid and emblematic thoughts it inspired me to write and that’s what I do. So I feel my writing (creative thoughts) is my red hunting hat. I ALWAYS have something to say, if you have a question I have an answer. And I usually don’t care what other s think of what I think (not to be egoistical) I just have a lot of confidence and I’m very hard to persuade once I have my mind made up.

Even though this can sometimes be considered a flaw I feel that if I don’t speak up no one will so I don’t sit around and wait for others to take actions, I lead the way. Also who can better express my thoughts than me?

            The color red is also a great color to consider with me because I’m very bold and I can sometimes be very dangerous (LOL) even to myself. I know that sometimes I’m my own worst enemy and since I love to think I tend to over think things, but one in all I count my thoughts as a premeditated blessing from God. I want to attend college to become a doctor and I also want a law degree, so I know my talking and thoughts (red hunting hat) will come in handy, one day. I feel my ultimate duty is to help spread truth, love, compassion, knowledge and of course the wealth of my opinion and the power of opinions.

(Below I have posted a few poems of mine just to share what I think about sometimes hope you enjoy J)

Ignorant Bliss

(Ignorant people, ignorant people…this one goes out to all the ignorant people)

Someone once told me that ignorance is bliss

But I’m wondering when that happened…

How could it be?

What did I miss?

Uniformed, inconsiderate, rude thing ignorance is

The bliss part….well I’m confused on how that came in

There’s a thin line between the truth and ignorance

And we stand on one side or another

Ignorant bliss is a total contradiction

It is what it is

Self-conscious stupidity

I’m pissed at the ugliness you ignorant blissful people bestow

So I feel it’s about time I let everybody know

Ignorance is Not bliss

Scrapping the bottom of the pudding cup

Too scared and senseless to even look up

No I can’t handle lies

But y’all not ready for the truth

The sincerity of ignorance is real

The ignorance that lies, deceives and kills

Reality is ignorance is a choice…you choose

Ignorant bliss or truth in the exactness

So to all my ignorant people who are out there listening?

Tell really, how does ignorant bliss feel?

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Ssh…listen.

Raped thoughts, murdered love

Guilty hearts, sorrowed souls…..deadly condemnations

Lost respect, cold hard honesty

But, what if it could all be changed?

The past the future.

Pain, love, joy, pleasure, deceit, courage.

Or are they all one in the same…?

If the past could be changed it would already be done

Love gained, battles fought, wars won

If the past was in your control, what would you do?

Would love be stale, affections mild?

Could you forgive, forget?

Save a life, make a threat, build a dream, start over apologize?

Use the future as a gift…..nothing more and nothing less.

Guinness thoughts, bold perspective, endless possibilities and new beginnings.

Ssh…..listen.