Prosperous People...

It's just the autumn.

It's just the transition.

It's not you,

It's the sudden change in weather.

Sometimes for a forest to grow stronger,

A fire has to burn down all the trees

To make a richer soil.

Breakthrough don't come with no breakdown.

And you can never know how rich you are until you know how poor you can get,

And it's in these moments I have to remind myself that

:

The most prosperous man is the man who lives with all 5 senses.

I can't buy your taxi home yet

Or dress you like my personal Barbie doll.

I can't call you to tell me to meet me on the Champs-Elysees at 3pm

Or surprise you with a package delivered by three hulking men.

I can't play hide-and-go seek around the world

Or take a year off to boat around it, either,

Yet...

But I can listen.

I can hold.

And I can whisper in your ear.

I can let you know you're loved

show you that I care

and give you all of my eye contact.

Other men that stroll past won't get my eye,

Nor will any other woman.

I can't always guarantee that a sunset won't get a millisecond of focus,

But I'm sure you can forgive me.

Mother earth is a vain woman...

She loves being adored.

The more you love her,

The more she loves you in return.

And vice versa.

So, I'm sure you'll understand...

I can't help myself sometimes...

I can't show you monetary affection

Currently, I can only do it the old fashioned way...

Blame it on the recession,

Blame it on the state of our profession,

But no matter which way you rhyme it,

I'll only show you I care by giving you the attention you deserve.

And like all plants,

Each one needs different amounts of attention.

Some need more water,

and some are vicious carnivores that can fend for themselves.

I prefer the former variety.

I can understand the former variety.

They give as much as they receive

And receive as much as they give.

I have no clue how to tend to the latter breed, quite yet...

And I'm learning quickly that I don't care for plants

That would gladly eat me if faced with that ultimatum.

We dreamed this city into what it is today.

We imagined buildings with spiral towers and glass pyramids

And we got it.

We fantasized about a fairy tale city that met modernity

And here we live.

All us people.

All us people trying to be people.

People wanting to be people without getting judged by other people

People wanting to fall in love with people without getting hurt by people

People trying to be the best people they can be,

in hopes of finding more like-minded people.

People trying to find a community that isn't within their workplace.

People trying to find home

People trying to be children again

People striving for happiness.

People trying to be people.

Sometimes the only relief is to detach.

Turn your phone off

And get lost.

Watch people stumbling home from the shadows of side streets,

Smoke a joint and pretend you're just a fly on the wall...

Pop into a corner shop,

Buy a beer,

and £4.99 ear phones.

The taste of illegal beer is better than legal beer.

Music is better when no one knows where you are.

Something Beautiful...

When I saw Big Ben at age 9,

I fell in love.

Leicester Square saw me cry more tears than I have in my life.

Tower Bridge was mine and mine alone for one whole day.

The Thames has watched me chase flying lanterns,

The West end was where I made my biggest life-changing decision to date.

I've watched the sun set and rise again on messy East London nights out,

I've closed down streets and felt more powerful than royalty,

I've felt defeated, useless, and lonely, as well...

I've gotten lost in its fog,

And I've discovered hidden gems.

I've detested this place to destruction

And loved it like my mother.

I've come to know this city intimately.

-Vowed to never leave,

and vowed also to never come back...

And just when I decided to be content with leaving indefinitely,

I gave the most unknown area to me, meaning.

Trafalgar Square & it's South-Western lion.

They've seen me love and allow myself to be loved;

my biggest hurdle to date.

And all it took was that simple realization.

That one little synapse in my brain that gave me that block...

We all deserve that

-To be loved.

We all need that.

Behind everyone,

No matter what their lifestyle

- Be it Promiscuous,

Monogamous,

Polyamorous...

whatever...

It's love.

It's never mindless penetration.

It's never just sex.

It's that feeling of being appreciated.

Respected.

-Even when you want to be treated like that

dirty cum-eating slut that you are,

it's respect.

To honor someone's body...

Treat it like a cut diamond...

Wanting only to give that person pleasure.

To make them happy.

To give them the deepest pleasure and happiness you physically can...

It may not always be 'love' in the Disney sense,

But it's loving.

That's a lover.

And until 'love' is found,

Loving is equally as great.

No matter which way you do it,

As long as there's love...

That is all.

Those days are over.

Those days of nervous stuttering due to self judgement.

I know what I know.

I only have positive intentions for those I surround myself with.

I will not be made to feel inferior.

I will not judge the words that come from my mouth.

Nor do I do that to others.

I stand tall.

My lungs flow easily and to their full capacity.

My arms reach out to others to nurture and protect.

I am a haven.

I am a rock.

I am the sea.

I flow to and fro

But always have that healthy medium where my waters lay still.

That little synapse has clicked.

And now that the change has happened,

I can already feel that it will never go back...

Perhaps growing up never hearing,

'I love you'

Affected me...

But what a blessing that is...

To actually have to learn on my own what that word means,

Decide what it is...

Create in my mind what that word entails...

And,

you know...

I still haven't figured it out.

And that's kickass!

That gives me a lot of opportunity to find out...

And at this point,

All I know is what it definitely is not,

Not what it definitely is.

It's not a marriage out of convenience.

It's not a lack of communication.

It's not waiting for things to change,

And it's not a demand for the other to change.

It's not not saying something to protect the other's feelings.

It's not playing smaller to give the other more power.

It's not staying because you like the home you've created,

And it's not staying because you made a vow in the eyes of a god.

It's definitely not owning someone,

And it's not being together for fear of being alone.

It's not passive aggressiveness.

It's not a worry of what others think,

And it sure as hell ain't holding on for the man he once was.

'Only one thing in this life is constant,

And that's change.'

What I do know is that it consists of having a similar goal.

I know it's a powerful partnership.

I know it's the ability to work as a team and create positive change.

I know it's respect

Care

Admiration

Desire

Passion

Inspiration

And a want to always make the other happy.

Love is a meal cooked just for you

-Amongst any other talent you wish to share.

Love is a balance of yin and yang within each other

and within one's self.

Love is a desire to impress,

Because you know that the more you impress, the more you grow.

And the more you both grow, the more you both improve.

And the more you both improve- the more the world benefits.

'Give love to beget more love'...

So...

That's what it was like...

It's easy to not recognize it...

Because you get swept away in that positive flow...

Hm...

I 'should' be sad you're gone...

But we really milked that time for all it was worth, didn't we...?

We knew there had to be an end at one point,

so we milked it...

Naked bodies touching,

The drone of two men talking and laughing...

Dim pink light in a black and white room...

We only miss people when we feel there's something more we want to express

I'll be better when I'm older.

I can only hope that with age comes knowledge.

One thing that I have learnt is

that all these years that I've wanted to write something beautiful

don't matter.

Just the intention of wanting to write something beautiful is enough.

Now,

I want to write you something beautiful,

but I won't.

Because the more I say,

the less I truly say.

So...

Let's just leave it at that,

shall we...?

We're all artists and each other's muses...

We're the new Brad Pitts and Johnny Depps

We're Swedish princesses

and Iranian movie stars.

We're the new world.

We're the ones coming into power for the second cycle.

'We are the music makers'

'And we are the dreamers of dreams'

We are building empires of creativity

The same way we built this city on rock and roll.

We are the positive change

That quells ignorance and stops negation.

We are the 'yes, and's'- not the 'no, but's'

We are continuing the work

that Michael never finished.

We are healing the world

by looking at the man in the mirror.

We are victims of circumstance

and are so thankful for it...

We are Obama coming into presidency

To clean up America's untamed Bush.

We are marriages of any form

Because all we do is celebrate love.

We are monogamists

who respect proper-practicing polyamourists

And polyamourists

who don't understand societal terminologies like 'gay' or 'straight'.

We dance together at every opportunity

because when we move to the rhythm

So does our breath,

and so do our hearts.

And the more of us who dance,

The more the earth hears us.

And the earth always delivers

what the heart truly wants.

We are expensive, well-made clothes

That last through the ages,

Not cheap fabrics made by children

Because we are not slaves to the industry

Nor do we condone slavery.

We believe in quality over quantity

And know that through wearing what we love

It doesn't matter if it's out of season

Because when we express what we feel in any way,

People will admire and respect us for that,

Even if they would never wear it themselves...

We raise our children knowing the yings and yangs of life

-That balance of nurture and discipline.

And it doesn't matter if it's men or women giving either

-Because a child raised with love and respect

Is a blessed child. Irregardless of their parent's gender.

We don't shy away from eye contact.

We don't wear sunglasses or headphones,

Because if we are blessed enough to not be deaf or blind,

we recognize how valuable it is to connect with other humans

with every sense we have.

We sing together

- because when we sing together

We're never insecure.

We breathe deeper...

We listen to our bodies...

And we help in any way we can...

Because,

Like artists,

every portrait we paint contains images of ourselves,

And like dreams,

every character is merely an aspect of ourselves.

-So, when we help others,

We are truly just helping ourselves in turn...