Episodes of love

Episodes of love

I love how women can unite men. Like “My man, you see that girl with the fat ass, Imma fuck her!” Yea, my nigga such life affirming language, I love it! Go for it, do you need any help? I can play your number 5 like Puyol, most recently Virgil van Dijk. I will do my best to help you in your course. Let’s get this pussy, life is meant to be enjoyed. Let’s make the best of it! We were at a wedding and these group of hot women wanted to take pictures. They had a cameraman. I knew my only way through that group was the cameraman. So, I bid my time. I studied everything and made notes but I was not close to gaining access. Then through God’s grace and implacable timing, my cousin came up to me and said “That cameraman needs an assistant, can you do it?”. I said man, “For sure!”. It was like a Bruno Fernandes assist. Don’t worry Cuz’, I’ll do this for us. Them bitches are going to be with us! I did as I promised and later we were with the whole squad of hot women. I was a hero. Brock Lesnar! The beast! Sleep, eat, break the streak! We had a great night. We had moments. We were vibing. But it was late, they had to go. Pleasantries were made but I didn’t take a number. The gents had a great time, I am happy, at least I made them accessible. Everyone was grateful, the energy was cool. And so four months later, I get a call from Cuz’. He said, “Remember those women? They want us again. You game?”. I was like “For sho”. We had transportation, accommodation, capital for transactions and the whole weekend. Life rewards action. Do those small things right and your life will be plentiful in dividends and income generating streams. You will be great. But remember to be grateful. That’s the great law. Amazing things happen. Every move counts, this is game-theory and I am the computer that beat Lee Sedol, I Go faster like Dwayne Johnson. In the end we all get what we deserve. If events stand the test of time, they are good. Stay consistent and walk confidently in the face of adversity. You will conquer, you always do. Just like that my nigga and I were reunited again, it’s gonna be a great day!

I learned from the Greeks that there are 3 types of love. Phila which is a kind of love that is platonic, a kind you feel for a friend, a close acquaintance or a family member. Then we have Eros which is a kind of love with passion. It seeks gratification from another person. It is hot, steamy, sultry and sexy. It is cupid’s arrow on your ass. It is a spell cast on you. Finally, we have one that is called Agape, and this kind of love is unconditional love. It is a love you share for all of mankind. A love you share for life. It is paternal in a sense that it can never be taken away. It is easy and natural as breathing. It is forever.

I am in love with a girl and our connection is platonic, Phila. She makes me feel good. She makes the effort. Has a great smile and just cares for me. She is a friend but that’s not enough for me because all I am thinking about is possession. My body yearns for her. She runs through my mind like a marathon champion, for hours, for days. I can’t get over her embraces. She covers me like a blanket and keeps me warm from this cold world. She inspires a lot of love out of me. She makes me passionate. All that I have in the fiber of my being is Eros. Regardless, I can’t act on it. I need to focus on the future that I am building. I am infatuated with the feeling of power and I want it all. And there’s no use trying to hide it, I am aiming at a billion. But as of now, I am broke like window, my short comings are transparent. I don’t think it’s fair to put you through that. I don’t think it’s fair to reserve you like a bus seat. I don’t think it’s fair to waste your time. And so you’re are my sacrifice. I know I would’ve lost you by the time I am millionaire. Time waits for no man and I understand. I know I want you now more than ever because you’ve got someone in your life. Somebody to love you and care for you. You win some and you lose some and this lose is devastating for me because I had plans. I wanted to start a family with you from scratch, build you a home for you and our children. Travel the world and there would be a reserve of capital for all your dreams. I would stack it up and you can offload. You can support courses with the money and be a humanitarian with your pure heart. You could be a super businesswoman and be respected by all your peers. I had dreams of me and you conquering the world. Maybe these are stupid dreams, maybe you just want a simple life. Maybe you just want to pay your tab and gracefully die. Maybe you are not interested in wealth and power and that my value system is flawed. Maybe Cinderella’s glass shoe just won’t fit. Damn! I can’t believe that I am going to lose you someday. Still, I hope you find love and happiness. I hope you have a perfect life and everything comes out the way you imagined. You have my unconditional love, Agape. I love you in all the Greek categories. My love for you is wholesome. My love for you is diversified. My love for you is forever, eternal.