Living life is full of the elements of strife, whereas the unknown is the spark of war. It’s a harsh reality that many are “late bloomers.” There are those that have patterned themselves and their lifestyles accordingly to many different aspects for a long time and then all of a sudden, after decades, decide to change. They have fought for the same amount of time to free themselves and even become equal in their lifestyles, which makes them late bloomers.
Just as textbooks and classrooms are honored for their educational value, so too should life experience and common sense be honored for what they can teach. Throughout history, we have sought to understand the proper place of sexual education. Is sex for the reproduction of the next generation or is it simply for the pleasures for both parties? Speaking of parties, let’s not forget the party favorites like cannabis that have been around for about 12,000 years and surely let’s not forget about the Erythroxylum coca that’s been around for 4,000 years. And we surely can’t forget heroin, which has been here since 1874, or methamphetamine, which has been around since 1893. Now the worst death trap of them all is fentanyl, which is only about 60 years old and is killing the show and its users.
From the inside to the outside, there are countless confrontations. There are homes that force children to play grown up roles way beyond their years, allowing them to see and experience things that only the eyes of responsible adults should be seeing and experiencing. Because of this, they might feel as if they are prepared for the blighted curves along which their choices and decisions guide them. Some will be pushed in the back into the motions, some will jump off into the actual actions and those of deep curiosity will end up out in the fields. As for those who have been raised in the jungles of life, that’s all they know. For those who jump into the game and are curious about the plays and the players, they are usually the ones that get scuffed up the most because of their dire need and want to be accepted. In fact, they become crash dummies and throwaways sometimes before they become accepted. This is an universal but unique cycle in every community and every neighborhood across the globe. She’s definitely selling her body and he’s surely selling dope. That’s the mindset towards every female and every male when their neighbors wonder how they have obtained the things they have. The streets actually love no soul even though many turn to them seeking protection and comfort only because they’ve been scarred from the home fronts, from their families, from their friends. There’s nothing left exactly but the gutter, the bottoms, where, yeah, it’s lonely. Even though the saying is that it’s lonely at the top, individuals actually realize that it’s lonely at the bottom. Even though everyone is predominantly doing the same, it’s still a stiff loneliness. There is always a black cloud that hovers over one’s head.
The dilemma of being a player/playa or playing the game versus living a simple but boring lifestyle is the choice that everyone will have to make. Each and everybody’s personal preferences will vary, due to their individual experiences. The Emag will continue forever but it’s all up on how one decides to participate. You have to either roll with the punches or hang it up. Understand that the game has political implications and that the laws can change. Times change and struggles change too. When you struggle, you’re confined mentally, physically, or both. Struggle is being confined mentally, physically or both.