Neece Daily Vibes

Where would we be tomorrow if today never finished. Would the sun cool if the horizon never covered it’s rays? I’m determined to push my mind, body and soul to finish what I started to accomplish my ultimate goal! Tears fill the pores across my face, as I crave to see my next chapter, will I stumble or will I do it with grace. I have a passion for greatness, I want to be the best version of a man one can be, I am me this year, no one else. Watch as the light shines in the dark, my foot prints stamped in the concrete below, if you don’t believe me, sit back and watch the show.

Given my time, heart and soul, will we share this opportunity, what is the ultimate goal? My body is tired from who I have become, a person not familiar with the reflection so weathered from life’s oppressive sun. Personality altered to impress the vision of those who do not know this life in which each emotional tab is bent and broken. One could only play this game for so long, weighed down by the tokens in which we have spent to get nothing in the end. Accept me for who I am, take this journey alongside me, watch as I grow into the person I am predestined to be. Letting go by faith that the only way i will fail is forward and away from my past. The one who takes full acceptance of me will know true blend of friendship and love.

Sweat forms from within my pours, my body starts to heat as if I’m on the surface of the sun, instant reality that the fight within is of horror not fun. My vision starts to blur, I feel my throat begin to dry, what is happening where am I going, do I stay calm or begin to cry. Stay calm and let it pass, as I begin to walk it leaves my body at last. What are the moments we remember first, and will they become faded, are the memories of pain stacked on top of the laugher like building blocks but just extremely jaded? Taste the iron that is deep within, why does it show its self, what helps it’s escape. The darkness of sickness jailed within, bound tight by the chains we all hope won’t break. I don’t wish it upon anyone, the feeling of your body when it starts to shake, listen to what you are feeling don’t allow it to consume you with fear.

Power of intention drives our future from where we are to where we want to be. The starting line is a thought in its self, one with no doubt or fear, just a dream of a better tomorrow one where positivity is the Captain at steer. Wether through health, personal or professional, we must start transforming our minds from that of our failures to that of our future successes unseen. Quit walking through life with the lights out, the darkness is full of unknowns which drive natural fear, the light incapsulates what we see and know, guiding us one step in front of the next. Where would you be if you didn’t take that first step as a child, that drivers test as a teenager, and that job interview as an adult? We are never given anything, we earn every chance, every step, and every leap of faith. Remember we can fail to success but we cannot quit our way there.

Today will end with the same 24 hours in which it began. When do we decide that yesterday was enough, that today is now the past and tomorrow is on it’s way? Should we make the crinkle along the eyes smooth as the mirror reflecting the stress in which we endure? Layer after layer, the cover in which we suppress the emotional ride this society has burdened us with. Will my natural self be enough, will I cry harder than the rain that opened from the heavens above? Stand tall for who you are, you are greater today than you ever were and you will be greater than you are today, as now is the past as the seconds push the hands of time over to tomorrow. Trust life’s process even though it has no apparent rhyme of reason, the flow is meant to guide us from happiness to pain and from pain to happiness, a cycle that teaches us to stay the course and trust our instincts deep in the valleys of our soul.

The cold of the seasons bring feelings so pure and bright. The snow that falls outside my window while I am cuddled in bed makes me appreciate the crisp calm noiseless nights. Kindness comes in waves like the ocean and it’s unpredictable nature, why does it have to be so unpredictable, why can it not be like the tide where it is consistent and free. Why Does it take this time of the year to show its face, it should be year round blessing us with its grace. My body is warm and filled with joy, it’s that feeling a child gets when presented with a new toy. As I walk outside in the pitch dark of the night I stare up at the moon and it’s halo of beauty a dream I swear only comes as the cold numbs my freshly shaven face. The breath within my soul turned into ice crystals as the air drifts across my lips leaving my skin gasping for life within.

Dragons the smoke, the flame that burns as my breath begins to choke. The control the content the emotions began to shake, will I always crave the hidden dangers that heat the oven of my lungs to bake. The thought of stress leaving my soul, as I puff this stick from young until I grow old. The flicker of the flame starts the process in this enteral pain, each lung filled with dust from our past, what will be the award, what is the gain. Time is now, the ember turns from glow to grey snow, the end of pain falls to the earth below. Show me what will come, teach me who I will be, will this age me into a man I wish to not see or will I drop this addiction like an anchor into the sea.

Flames are dancing within the blacks of my eyes, i feel the warmth across the thin skin that bears my cries. Do I dare to question the unforgivable nature of what holds me hostage to my mistakes of the past, will I be the one they choose or will my name fade from the cast. Wet blades of grass sit so calmly across the ground, not a movement, not a sound. Pressed down the weight against my chest, leave me be, let me rest. The last moments, the Erie stare, the calm elongated draw of the last breathe pulled from the body, who’s watching, do they care. Questions unanswered, laughs waiting to be free, what will be the talk in the moment, is it you, or is it me. A life for a life, the Journey sure was fun, call me when you get to this place we do not know, come tap me on the shoulder as I sit along this river bed, I have accepted, I will now reap the pain I have sowed.

The beat of my heart fills my veins with the DNA of my past, to where will I go, do I evolve, does my ancestry follow the strains bridged from centuries of change. My memory is forgotten short in time but it never fails the long term relationship it has built which is as consistent as a rhythm and rhyme. I gaze into my eyes drawn into a reflection, ever wondering where I will be in the days of tomorrow, will I be able to make the connection. My eyes have seen a great deal of pain and happiness, the wrinkles in time have imprinted on my face, telling a story of what kind of man I have become. The gray that has slightly intermingled into my hair over time has helped to remind me time has no mercy for its speed is fast and swift. Take care of this one life we were granted, live everyday to the fullest and remember we will one day be a name high up on an ancestry tree!

As the frost freezes the morning dew, I can see the change in times from summer to to fall. The trees have no say when it’s time to shed the frail fragile leaves in which it’s beauty lies. The colors capture my eyes from red to yellow to a soft orange glow, it’s something magical to watch a leaf fall to the earth below. Why can’t our bodies be so graceful and free as time takes its toll on you and me? The fall captures the slow tumbling of rocks down a river bed, backed by the palette of colors splattered across the mountain side. This time of year makes my imagination endless and powerful with no limits in sight. As the fog rolls in I see beauty in the mystery of what lies beyond the thick blanket which covers the earths floor.