I can't say that I'm a religious fanatic.
I can say that I can't make it in this world alone.
Everyone needs someone to call on. A higher power. Someone to call on in times of trouble.
I've been noticing those little miracles are not just "good luck". I'm not saying that I've just noticed these things. I've just realized that I need to acknowledge them. That I haven't been doing on a consistant basis. Now I make it my business to write down every little miracle I experience and thank HIM for it.

Everyone has ups and downs...lately my life has been more downs than ups. Instead of worrying what I had to do in order to make things different, I had to recognize that someone was trying to get my attention.

In order to do that, HE had to bring a sister to her knees just to get me to look up. I've always considered myself spiritually grounded in my own way. I go to church, I fellowship, I pray. In HIS eyes something was missing.

I don't go around quoting Bible versus or rebuking folk left and right. I just realize and acknowledge ALL my blessings. I now know I needed a closer relationship with my Creator and maybe I was running from that because I thought my whole persona would change because of it. It didn't. I still look the same, act the same silliness, laugh the same, love the same, and cry the same. The only difference is that I now thank HIM for allowing me to do all these things. Hell, some people don't get to do any of these things...just for this I'm blessed.

I think I came to really see ME for who I was when someone at work was placed in my path. Then someone I met in a store was placed in my path. Then a neighbor whom I'd always had casual conversation with was placed in my path. They are helping me grow in the way I need to grow. The way I've been longing to grow for a long time but never recognized it.

I haven't changed, my line of thinking has changed.

I'm still very much Daquan. All my thoughts are Daquan. All my actions are Daquan.
I'm just a better Daquan than yesterday. Tomorrow, I will be a better Daquan than today.

Grow with me...

Peace,
Daquan

How can one allow a single entity to consume your every thought, your every move, your every everything.

I've been asking myself that question for the last few weeks. Hell, I still ain't got no answer. As I continue to attempt to replenish my spiritual energy, I wonder if these thoughts are holding me back. Oh by the way, the work I'm doing on ME spiritually is starting to show. Someone told me I have a certain glow about me. They can tell that there is something special about me. I have that "spiritual something".

I guess what I'm doing is working. We can get into my deep spiritual changes in my next entry. Right now I'm feeling kinda on the lustful, provocative, and ok, the horney side right now. No disrespect, but hey---I'm keeping it real with you that choose live in my world through this blog and most of all myself.

I wrote "G" a little note today. I have to share it. I will keep my promise to you and myself that I will share my thoughts no matter what.

Listening to Gerald Levert enhanced these feelings...anyway read on....enjoy!!

"G"

It's hot
My body is moist, almost wet
My mouth warm
Short breaths, filled with your swollen manhood
Some strokes long, some short
Just enough to suck and nibble you like my favorite candy.

It's hot
my hands touch myself,
You touch me
I begin to sweat, from passions heat
You taste my fingers, hungry for the sweet honeydew only my pussy can produce.

It's hot
I watch you--lust, loving eyes
You watch me
Your tongue, your tongue
I can't speak
Moans of pleasure in a language only you can understand.

It's hotter
Our bodies wet
On the prowl like animals, for more pleasure
Sixty nine--
Ecstasy too intense...so damn intense.

It's hot
YOUR pussy under your control.
I can't speak words, but you understand--you hear me.
My eyes tell my story.
Your strokes tell yours.

It's hot.
You on my back.
Loving me from behind.
It's almost over---don't stop-
I can't speak words.
My tears tell my story.
Your tears tell yours.


I know y'all ready to tear some shit up after reading this...go handle ya business...

Peace,
Daquan