Let all YOUR curses bless you!

Here I go again recording the ruff draft for my latest spoken word piece (more like Peace),
                                          I LOVE YOU DELORES BLUE 

Got ta do it see if I've memorized this rhyme I created hours ago. I have learned since doing this Synergy Nights,  synergy nights, that if I emotionally link what I have written I memorize it quicker. 'Memorize' is not the operative word. The operative word is 'PEACE.'

It's been two years now since I have lost my best friend charles h. galloway. One way he inspired me was to be so critical of my works. I am pretty sure he did that because he knew that I'd keep going just to spite him.

"I LOVE YOU Delores Blue!" resonates much of that. The biggest critic of me is me-at the end of the day it always comes down to me against me. All these negative things I tell myself, all the failures, all the trials and tribulations.  Hope it goes over well when I perform it.

 Dey say I'm too old, walk talk funny. 
Never gonnah make any money outtah this. 
They laughing at you. We don't wanna see you get hurt.
 Stop making a fool out of yourself. 
We just telling you this to help.
 Damn Maybe they're right-Still I write these hooks. 
But damn I sold any e-books in months. 
All these lies I believe to be true 
None of it matters when I am with you.
 I love you Delores Blue! 

None of it matters when I am with you.
 I love you Delores Blue! 

 Up and down down and up
 Next stop New Orleans 
Still chasing after my dreams
-dey say I'm not even a 'has been' just a 'never was'
-John NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ANYTHING YOU SAY
-you're wasting your life this way.
She just smiles and says, 'Let your curses bless you."
 I LOVE YOU DELORES BLUE!
I was picked last or not picked at all.
 I remember the lonely fall being the kid in sped on the short bus-
looking for anyone to trust.
 "None of this matters when I am with you!
 I love you Delores Blue! You let me be me,
 be free, and you can be you. I say to you all
 LET YOUR CURSES BLESS YOU!" (C) honea byrne

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 I have also started the Get The Edge by Tony Robbins Get The Edge again. I am on day 5 again. At the part where I write down my dreams in life and how commited I am to reaching them. It feels good to dream like a child. Yet I have no idea how I am going to reach these goals. One is to sell ten thousand books by May. How? Realistically, the market is saturated. Want to quit my job and do this creative thing. There's thousands millions of us dreamers. I know if I am saying what they are not. Charles inspires me again by a Chuck Bukoski qoute from FACTOTUM called it Scarred. Before he died he told me he did it for me. 

 Damn is it lazy or just truth. I wanna quit take the easy way out again over and over again.
Naw f^#& that. I have about 50 more pages to edit for book 2 of Going Educational. -and I got a lot to say. 

 Stick around this gonna be an interesting ride.

 Love You All-

 h. byrne January 22, 2016















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