Knowledge speaks Wisdom listens

I find myself entering into a shift in life... Everything I once believed challenged, every path I thought I would once lead left untraveled,  new goals, new ideas, and new hopes. Yet throughout this change I am still torn between dreams and reality. With dreams of change, I dream of a world not worried with greed, and power.Instead a world of peace, and prosperity. A perfect world in which everyman, woman, and child doing there part as an equal, paying for nothing but working for nothing as well. Not working towards power, but instead to accomplish a goal he or she has decided to pursue, jobs chosen out of love not survival. In this world we could accomplish amazing things, traverse the universe, tap into untapped internal resources, even find an answer to that age old question in life "why are we here".

Then steps in reality, the reality that the powers at be would never give up said power in the first place. I mean who can blame them right?. Seems like the "1%" does have a pretty good thing going if I don't say myself, but what if they did. What if one day this world went through a similar shift as in myself, or even your taste buds for instance. Could we handle it?. I believe we not only could, but need to if we plan on continued preservation of our race. No not separate races but the human race as a collective. The moment people open there eyes to not see skin color or cultural and religious differences the world will be a much better place.

It seems as if every person that can help change this however doesn't want too, and who wants to does not have the power to do so. That being said and after much thought and deliberation, I have decided to follow a field in politics. As my late grandfather would say "if you want something done right you do it yourself", and so following these words once so frequently uttered, I embark on my journey. Feeling as if I finally found my calling and if not still eager to see where fate will bring me ...constantly just going with the flow.

The World Around Me

When I stop I notice beauty in simplicity and nature
the song of life whispers but yet most shall never listen
from the wind against the chimes nightly ringing from my neighbors
to the morning dew on blades of grass reflecting sun to glisten

When I stop I notice birds chirping songs instead of racket
the howling hounds of night become quite calming and relaxing
the way the snow falls bellowing over houses turning land from bland
to ice castles and igloos in a winter wonderland

When I stop I notice the world slower and more vibrant
a different sound in everything even slightly heard in silence
an orchestra of universe the song heard through the stars
everything connected moving without sight of pause

When I am in the moment the world becomes mine in mind
I see what once was lost when worried with space and time
slow it down and breath I heard and followed into viewing
the world from different light not stuck in shells of humans

When I am in the moment not worried with taking pictures
my texts my phone my media woman money drugs or liquor
I see the bigger picture I see the world as whole
everything in unison working to achieve a goal!

Human Growth

       -"If it doesn't challenge you, it won't change you."

 

In my short time on this earth I have experienced my share of life changing moments. Some good, some bad. None the less each and

every one of these metaphorical glitches in the game of life have

not only shaped and molded my character but, tested my limits challenging me to grow into the hardworking man I am today.

(Here are some of these moments)


Moment of clarity

While growing up my father was a remarkable man but some where down the line as much as I hated to admit it then, he had become an addict. Bringing me down while in turn digging himself deeper and deeper into a very dark place at the time.(misery loves company) Don't get me wrong growing up he was my hero as well as a very talented man teaching me all he knew about the millions of things he did know but by my 21st birthday that had all changed. From then on I had followed him in everything and never actually had the chance to find my own path but that year I decided I would. A friend and I decided to join the air force, at the time his uncle was in the MEPS department (Military Entrance Processing Station) and said he could get us into a program together, we were in. Seemed as if instantly everything changed we spent longer in the gym, quit smoking , quit drinking , we were even yelling at each other while running to "train"(Must have looked ridiculous). That's when I saw it , everything I would start doing better with my father would try and bring me back saying things like "join the coast guard so we can smuggle cocaine from Bolivia". That being said I still didn't mind, I had a goal and I was going to complete it. Skip 3 months ahead we had grown astray and at this time I was signing up the following morning so my friend and I did what any normal 21 year olds would do ...we went to the bar. After a couple pitchers of bud light we headed back to my house to talk about what was going on with some friends currently enlisted. While pulling up to my house I hear my fathers voice screaming at the top of his lungs at what could only be my grandmother. I proceed to walk in and sure enough there he is screaming in this poor women's face about paying for his room. Well that didn't rub me all to well but calm as I was I try to calm him down and get her upstairs, in the process he swings at me twice. Ducking both blows I move to defend myself when all of a sudden were both on the ground. In a headlock I plead with him to stop "I cant breath!" I scream to no prevail. Before completely blacking out fight or flight kicks in and I just start swinging, all I remember after that is him on the ground and the cops telling me I have to go with them (mind you I called them). Next morning I go to court and low and behold you cant go to the military with an open case and mine would be open for 7 months...great. Well just so happens while walking to the store from court I pass a barber school with a big sign out front reading "student degrees in a fast as 7 months!". If that wasn't a sign I don't know what was I walk in sign up sadly kick my father out of my life and start a new. 3 years later as a licensed barber, soon to be business owner and major I now see I needed that more than I could have ever know.  (although I never see him I have also recently reconciled with my father)

 

A Moment Frozen In Time

Back in 1997 I was living in Fort Lauderdale, Florida. At the time my father had been sent to jail and I was living with my mother and my fathers girlfriend (as weird as it sounds)in a apartment complex we rented out. The time was 8:32 I had just finished up dinner and was laying down with both of them watching Baywatch (also weird I know)as I saw it. Bellowing from under the bedroom door was the blackest, thickest smoke I had ever seen... the house had caught fire!. We tried to open the door but it was to hot we had no idea what to do. Scrambling around the room staying as low as possible to escape the smoke I remembering thinking this is it, were not leaving this house. When all hope seemed lost and the door had actually caught fire a miracle occurred. While walking by a neighbor had heard our screams and seen the smoke, as an ex fire fighter he knew exactly what to do. Out of the nearly burned down door came an ax , and what I thought at the time as nothing but an angel. He then proceeded to grab mini me and lead the two women out of the house safe and unharmed. Apparently a neighbor had fallen asleep while smoking and as we were fine, the house on the other hand was gone. Next thing I know my mothers in jail as well and I'm on the way to live with grandparents I had never met...This time did a lot for me. Not only did I experience how fast everything in life can be taking but even as I child I then understood I had been given a chance to truly live. Even though through my life there's been moments I wasn't taking full advantage of this incredibly complex thing we call life, I still look back at that day as the day my life began a new.(the first time)

Moment Of Self

As a teen I was to say the least mixed up with the wrong crowd. All coming from broken homes my friends and I seemed to always be the kids parents would tell there children to stay away from. In my group it was almost a right of passage to be locked up in a DYS unit (Department of Youth Services) but at the time I was the only person to stay out of trouble...this would change fast. Summer 2005 I was with a friend at the mall when we discovered shop lifting, we took everything in sight and brought home over $1500.00 worth of merchandise that night. We thought we were the best thing since sliced bread (we had even stolen a bunny...a bunny!). So next day we of course went back to try again, big mistake. First store first polo watch my friend picks up in a local sears they pick us up. Two plain closed security guards had saw us come in and recognized us from the previous days footage, it was over we were caught. After a long scolding they decided we had been through enough and they would call our parents instead of the police. We gratefully agreed and waited for the moment of truth. The second our family's brought us out of the store we ran, simultaneously convincing each other it would be better than the punishment. We then proceeded to a girls house we knew down the street that night we slept in her closet(it was huge) while we were "on the run". The next morning we had woken up to a knock on the window, it was a girl I had been talking to at the time and she wanted to drink I eagerly agreed but where?. The girl then proceeded to tell me about an abandon house down the street that her mother was trying to sell, she had stolen the key earlier in the day and assured us we could definitely go there, what could go wrong!?. A few hours later we were there sitting on the stairs to afraid the floor boards would give in we started making drinks. About an hour in we here a loud bang looking down the stairs we were then blinded by what seemed to be the strongest light in the world. From behind the light a voice identified his self as a local officer just as I heard that a chill came down upon me...We weren't going home tonight. From there I went through a long list of bookings and court until My friend and I were finally moved to the right of passage we had been waiting for DYS.
Since we had know each other they split us in two, he went to the regular unit and I went to the committed unit.(basically minimum security to max). Walking in I have never been more afraid in my life, these were people who have been here for 5 plus years and I did not fit in. The first week I didn't leave my room just slept and reflected on my idiotic decisions, revaluating my current choice of friends. After the first week it became normal-ish, just had to keep on my toes aware of the primal attitude of these already immature children was a deadly mix. By the third week we started school, in this class taught by an ex Harvard professor I realized my potential. At the time I had started class the syllabus had called for a practice sat test so even at a 6th grade reading level I took it. A day later I got called into the teachers section, walking over with the guard I didn't know what to think...was I once again in trouble.. what did I do? The second I walked in the professor and my parents greeted me with open arms. Confused with the situation at hand I stood puzzled until the professor spoke. He then persisted to tell me I had gotten the best score in class and that I had no reason to be there.. I agreed. Although the professor couldn't get me sent home he then proceeded to pull some strings to get me put into a residential program where I could as he said "go back to school and uncover my true potential". This moment was very important to me for many reasons, not only showing me were the path I was leading would bring me to but also what life I could lead if I applied myself. Although I did not do well in high school there after, I did then gain the confidence and drive I needed for finishing my last degree as well as the next.

(this week my poem is a rap/poem about what angers me since I loved every job I've had)

 

Truth For Truth?

 

 



Who is mike if not a Rebel in this shadow of clones
N What is life When even devils in most hallow of homes
So I'm just fighting
but its like I'm in this battle alone
Cuz no one even wanna listens rather chat on your phone
(its like)
am I the only one trying to find my holy trinity
yet every girl thats into me
So crazy that Im literally
Ducking double agents metaphysically
Watching how there ora change its like it happen instantly
(its like it happen instantly)
Friends turn to enemy's and happiness to misery
But I will always be the one Son of the liberty
Fighting for the little man
 the middle man
the poor sap
working two jobs yet still can even afford that
Apartment in the complex Food for his baby another
bill up in the mailbox From his baby's mother
Or the beating mothers
Too scared to leave there lovers
he's a good man till he drinks
(He needs another)
and the grieving mother
Looking down on her only child
only Wish in the world!
is her little girl could only smile (Damn)
damn what really f##ks with me
is the same kids dying are as young as me
With hopes and dreams of a world that might change
It could all just be a lost gone within a spiked vein
loaded gun fatal fall or even car collision
So i deaded fear
I up n started living
Captain Mark the mission
Take the world n twist it
Overtake the masses faster than a fad I go
Hand and hand with money But compatible with classical
So straight bars or facts either way it doesn't matter No
ill be flashing on these posers like we snapping at a fashion show
(whoa)
So I don't have prove that ( nah)
I just go an Improve that  (ha)
(went from)
big b fitted to a black and gold bruins snap
Mr fantastic holding storms Where the moons black
The thing is its visible to see that dr. dooms back
in a world full of a villain's maybe dooms
where the truths at.



 

 

 

 



 

 

 



 

 



 



The Gift (Origins)

                        

                       "With great power comes great reasonability".-Ben Parker

Every human possesses a skill set , or special power if you will that separates them from the rest. A natural ability that when identified  and used correctly can and will improve ones way living...My gift, well my gift is the gift of gab.

Ever since I was a child I knew I was above average at per swaying my way into the newest toy, food of choice, or anything else I would ask of my parents. But at that age and especially as a single child it didn't pose much of a challenge. It wasn't till 2011 when I truly understood I had it, I had the gift. The silver tounge that salesmen across the world would die for, a way with words that my actions alone paint the picture to my listener so vividly they feel as if they were there with me, a true power over words. You see in 2011 I had lost my job (building nightclubs) at the time and had no actual thought on what to do.? What am I even good at? I asked. After months of searching I ended up at a dead end fundraising job that changed my life. I didn't know then but there I would realize my true potential.

They say the costumer buys you they do not buy the product but they buy into the salesmen(or woman) instead. So i saught to be that buy. Here in this small outdated cubicle I learned the value of my art. From there I took on the world, everything was a sale or a scheme. There was always a way for me to obtain what I want, but more importantly persuade my way into what I needed all I had to do was ask....and I know how to ask. At this point its helped in every aspect of my life and I use my gift on a daily basis(mostly as a barber)as it helps in conversation and building strong bonds with clients.

The only thing that destroys my power is woman, beautiful woman. I swear for the first twenty odd minutes of meeting some of you I become a stuttering shell of my self with no sight of my power. Not to say I'm terrified or a geeky character in movies like Superbad for that matter, or that it happens with every woman I meet, but when I know I've met one a truly amazing woman, I lose the mojo in an instant. I lose the ability as the puppet master and instead become the puppet and to me that's more than perfect. Don't get me wrong I love the fact I can become a chameleon into any situation and end up in control to benefit my future , but for things like love id rather just stick to leaving that up to fate to decide.


                                                       When I Was A Limitless Child

When I was a limitless child
I would gaze upon the stars
dream about the future
when then it seemed so far

When I was a limitless child
I could see it all so clearly
I would rule the world!
cup
in the premier league

When I was a limitless child
people talked instead of texts
played outside instead of inside
imaginated more fabricated less

When I was a limitless child
love was more words
fun was the only priority
and work seemed to absurd

but now time has come and go
the future turned to past
the child grew to man
in a world limited by cash

The Black Midalia

 

Dear Ruthie,
I write this letter in hopes for you to not only understand all that you have and continue to do for me, but to show my gratitude for all of the aspects of my life and the peoples lives around me that you've changed for the better. As a child moving into a home with grandparents I had never met was, to say the least a bit difficult but you and your husband couldn't have done a better job. Even though at times I admit I probably wasn't the easiest person in the world to deal with, after all of the headaches I undoubtingly caused I did then and do now realize the good you always pushed to instil in me. From the day I moved to Massachusetts while everyone saw the unfortunate events going on in my life and kept a more careful approach when leading me to life lessons, your husband and yourself were always there to keep things in perspective.

Some believe that behind every great man is an even greater woman. Without trying to take my grandfathers place (which I never could) up to this point in my short life you were and are that woman. Weather it be the constant trips to court, the nightly visit from the police telling you the next thing I did wrong, or the school telling you I had no hopes of a bright future, you always saw and in turn made me see my full potential. I still remember the first movie we went to see together (Titanic)and the last (The Godfather series), the books you would encourage me to read to keep my mind spry (I still do) and the countless lessons taught between the rough times we fought through together. From paying the bills, cleaning the house, taking care of both dogs I brought home, and still finding time to drink the occasional beer with my friends and I you are in fact an unbelievable woman.

While you did not have any biological children of your own I am proud to say that I am not only your grandson but in fact your son. With my parents not exactly in the picture and when they were, always trying to bring me down the path that they led. It was your strength that kept my personal path metaphorically well lit. As a youth I would have never saw my life turning out the way it did and I owe it all to you. I know with rehab for your hip, and bronchitis constantly setting you back to come home things can seem quite dark but I see this as my time to help keep the light in sight and repay you for all you've done for me. I know you saw the change over the last three years, but the changes I'm now making to improve my life will culminate into a life that you and my late grandfather would be proud of me living. Although you weren't the most conventional grandmother in the world you were the best I could've ask for, and for that I cant thank you enough.
Hope all is well see you soon!!

Love,

Mikey




This is to you who showed me the way 

the brightest of stars in the darkest of days
                                                
the lion in strength with elephants wits
                                                
the purest example of elegance with
                                                
the biggest of hearts
                                                
queen in the cards
                                             
realizing the odds
                                                
n still going strong even after a loss

                                                
to the one who changed me the cry's to the laughs
                                              
the one to talk to when finding a path
                                             
brought me to me

so my hearts to you
                                                
my brains my personality all parts of you
                                              
so when I express what's hard to do
                                             
its you
                    
who guides my emotions to follow through                   
                                              

 

 

                                                
                                                 

                           
                                           
                                                

 

Me Me its all about Me

no pic's from a youngster in my comp so.. The God Barber

I grew up in the sunshine state, Fort Lauderdale, FL to be exact. Just about 23 miles north of Miami, with my parents till one night when I was seven my house engulfed in flames from the neighbors falling asleep while smoking, in the room we rented out. At the time I thought it was the worst possible thing that could happen to me , I didn't know then but 17 years later I now realize that was the best night of my life. That fire brought me to living with my grandparents in good ole Melrose, Massachusetts , The name "Melrose" comes from the burgh of Melrose, Scotland. It was a reference to the hills of Melrose, Scotland which the new town resembled. In this town I grew up with my two grandparents and most of family close in East Boston...as an Italian family is very important to me so this was as ideal as it could get. Worked since 11 as a jack of all trades from building clubs like hurricane Orileys and kashmere in Boston to building houses from the ground up.. but as an adolescent I did however make many mistakes , and thinking back I couldn't regret one. As my late grandfather would say "The greatest accomplishment is not in never falling, but in rising again after you fall".

Barber School memories

I currently still do live in that same home that I started in with my beautiful pit-bull Riley . After what I can only describe as my "foggy days"(the year I turned 21) I realized what was truly important inmy life and decide to start with barber school after all I had been cutting my own hair for years,couldn't be too hard right?..Wrong but with hard work and dedication I am proud to say I have reached my goal as a skilled barber in an establish shop, other than that I do have a start up in the works with a couple friends but that's for future blogs. Now that I've done that I decided why not go back to school in hopes to A. peruse my dream of working on wall street or B. challenging my self with a chemistry or equal science degree ...we shall see. As for my free time I do everything I can from crazy times at day glow, practically living in the gym, to producing and creating music with local artist...mostly rap but r&b as well. Been making words rhyme since a toddler and when in 6th grade I had gotten published for a poem I had done, I realized my full potential and its been a passion ever since. One of the big reasons I'm even taking this is to expand my way of thought and get out of my usual route.

Came home to grandma bumping the beats

At first I come off as very quite but in general I'm just in my head a lot but after a while I'm the loudest person in the room, but what Italian isn't right. Loyalty , Respect , Honor , and Pride. not only a tattoo on my body but words I truly live by. Even when most around me don't follow the same way of thinking. My friends would describe me as the kind of guy to give you the shirt off of my back when I first met you if you needed it. Not because of any need for me to think I need to buy friends , but instead I honestly believe in karma and so far she hasn't failed me yet...knock on wood. My friends and family are a big part of my life and half of the reason I am who I am today.

In the middle

Barber not only a title but lifestyle

Always changing lives one cut at a time is

Realized when they open there eyelids

Being  true to you to me is what

Everything is

Really about take dreams the reality route

I love and approve of myself

No doubt in my mind just taking my time to

Greatly overcome the fall and then rise