Posts Tagged ‘Heart to Heart’

You’re special. Yes, you! You’re special…

Every bone in your body… Every fiber of your being… Every hair on your head (and your back & ears for some of us lol!) has been numbered with precision. You are special. You have issues with weight. You have debt. You have a problem finding a suitable mate. You have don’t get along with the other parent of your child. You’re confused. You don’t know how to pray to or who to pray at all… But guess what, you’re still special.

I can’t deal w/the fashion show and the DROVES of folks who ONLY go to church today so I never go to church on Resurrection Sunday. But y’all have a Blessed One! #Hallelujah~Kel Spencer

You live check to check. You had a dream as a child of where you wanted to be by now and you’re NO WHERE near that dream. You have an ingrown hairs. You have a health condition that you’re embarrassed to share and that you’d rather not have. You show up late for almost everything you attend but you could’ve sworn you woke up with enough head start time. You can never find anything to wear. But you’re special.

Hey Fatty! I’m in the gym, what are you doing?~Kel Spencer

You just found out that your ex was cheating on you… even more than you thought. You just found out who your parents really are and there are some things about them that you HATE! You wish you were taller. You wish you were more lean. You wish your hair wasn’t doing what it’s doing right now. You wish you had more twitter followers. You wish you didn’t have that student loan… or child support… or that credit card bill every month because then you would really be a step closer to balling outta control But… you’re still special.

When I hear one of my Ex’s is dealing with a No Good dude, I hate that my heart has to slap my mind on the shoulder like, “Stop Laughing, That ain’t funny!” Smh… #SorryGod~Kel Spencer

At the end of the day, you really don’t know the difference between a democrat, republican, or a liberal. You wish you finished college. You finished college and wonder what difference did it really make. You’re unemployed. You’re unhappily employed. Your friends borrow money from you and ask you to give them rides but when you need it in return there’s no one around to help. You’re still special though. You wish things were like they were when you were a kid. You wish relationships were like they were when we were kids… I like you… Do you like me? You do? Cool, so now we go together… SIMPLE! We’re all special.

‎#SPENCERISM- He/She who wears shades in the club is either a retard or is at a level of coolness that a peasant like me shall never reach.~Kel Spencer 

You wish that you didn’t have to pay bills but you love the luxury that these services provide. Your crotch itches and you have to fart at the most inopportune times. You, just like me, have at least one major…

It’s not a disease… But we all suffer from it in some way, shape, or form. If you’re reading this, then I’m talking to you! If you’re reading this, please share this with at least 10 of your friends… friends who will actually read this because you definitely know 10 people who could use this right now. One of my own insecurities is in the area of family. I grew up in a loving home with 2 great parents and it was stripped from me right while I was at the doorstep of manhood. Right while I felt I needed that structure the most. There are people out there who NEVER had parents and have lived in waaaaaaaaay more harsh conditions. But in my own personal experience, that is a scar that may never heal, and has me in a place where I cherish relationships and can’t wait to be a husband and father. I believe there are many men out there who want the same but the colors of the world and our households have painted and tainted our manhearts the ugly shades of noncommitment, objectification, laziness, fear and the worst of all NON-KNOWINGHOWNESS. But any hoo… I place value on every friendship, every acquaintanceship, every business partnership, every internet homie, every bond that I have and may have in the future. Unfortunately, time, responsibilities and my own imperfections don’t allow me to deal with them all as precisely as I’d like but I value all of it. I give hand written thank you cards out at my events. I kiss babies. I shake hands. I reply to tweets. But at the end of it all, I still have insecurities and things that I’m dealing with… many of them were mentioned above, as I’m sure you can relate to as well. I say all of that to say, No matter how funny, light hearted, harsh, sarcastic, loving, or insightful it comes across… I do this out of love. Never lust… Never hate. It comes from an imperfect place… from an imperfect human… and travels through perfect time and perfect space to reach the hearts & minds of other imperfect humans. With all of that imperfection, I hope that we all can find some sort of perfection in all that we do with and for eachother. Because  we all have a seed of greatness planted within us that with the right amount of care… water… and time can grow into whatever it desires. Because we’re all special…

Yeah, even you… yeah, the one picking their nose while driving. Yup, even you too!

-Kel Spencer

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No, I don’t have children so calm down… But I do have 8 God Children, 6 God Daughters, and about 4 friends who are expecting children and dropping “God Father” hints already, smh…

I get a call from one of my closest friends (who is my sister as far as I’m concerned) telling me that it’s about that time to have a talk with her daughter (My God Daughter) about boys. That’s not exactly the phone call I wanted to wake up to but, Hey, I signed up for the job in a situation where Daddy is… let’s just say, “removed” from the situation so I guess I have to throw on my rubber gloves and pull out my Boys 101 pamphlet and report for duty, lol!!!

I love the fact that being a God Parent allows me to have somewhat of “on the job” training. I’m sure it’s just a microcosm of what being a full out parent is like but, it still gives me some insight. I just don’t feel too comfortable about this particular topic because I know how I was at 12 years old and it’s going to be a bit challenging to warn her about and create a defense within her against little man whores like I was. She’s a beautiful girl, very smart, and mature and I know she’ll take to it well but with all the knowledge I have, along with how VIVIDLY I can remember those days, I want to give her advice without sharing things that she probably shouldn’t hear, lol… And there in lies the difficulty. Then again… I could’ve received a, “Your God Daughter likes girls” phone call and that  would have been even more interesting to talk about.

What I really want to say to her is:

“Boys from ages 10-25 carry awful and horrible diseases…”

“Remember that road trip when we took a wrong turn thru West Virginia? Remember how everyone’s teeth looked? Well, your teeth AND your coochie snacks could end up looking like that if a boy touches it…”

*No offense to any of my Mountaineer Supporters : /

“I’ll kill him or hurt him bad…

“1-Being the first to lose their virginity, 2-Sneakers, 3-Food, 4-Masturbation, 5-Video Games, 6-Masturbation, and 7-TV is the priority list of a 12 year old boy…”

“Junior HS and HS Boys often eat dinner while on the toilet…”

“If you kiss a boy, A watermelon grows in your stomach…”

“When you have a baby before the age of 20, the baby has a higher risk of being born with 3 arms…”

“I had my first girlfriend at 18 and all we did was homework together…”

“You don’t need a boyfriend. You have me…”


What I’m actually going to say to her is:

It’s fine to talk with boys, and it’s ok to have a boyfriend as long as you both explain to me, IN PERSON, what being boyfriend/girlfriend means and I approve of your definition.

If a boy tells you he loves you, It’s the same as when Mommy used to tell you there was a tooth fairy. It sounded good but that’s not really the case, even if he means well.

Every guy under the age of 27 (Often times older than that) has a “Yup, I Hit That” list. That’s not a list you want to be on. Trust me.

The value of something is always based on how rare it is. The more rare it is, the more valuable it becomes. You want to be valuable and rare. Starting today, some of your female friends will be doing sexual things, if they haven’t already started. And they will keep doing them, more and more. As this goes on, you want to be the one who is rare and increasing in value as they decrease in value in the eyes of respectable people.

If you bring a baby around here, You’re moving out and you’re on your own… And TRUST ME, they boy who did it to/with you is not gonna help out either.

RUN!! If he ever says: ”I can’t feel anything like that… How about just the tip?… You’re not gonna get pregnant, trust me…I shower everyday, I ain’t got no STD’s…”

Pray for me y’all…

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#MeAndMyBrother w/lil Camryn circa Fall 2000

Time flies…

And why do Flo and I still look exactly the same? WTD??

-Kel Spencer

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