T9night I was at work and I glanced out the window. I saw a figure walking by and my memory was jarred. All of a sudden my thoughts went to the poet who died earlier this year and how he used to come into Denny’s when I worked at the one in Miami. I thought about how he and I sat in Denny’s late one night after his Saturday night poetry show.
I remember he told me that I shouldn’t wear make up. When I protested he said, “What are you MAKING UP for?”
He’s gone.
I’ll never see his face again.
Just gone.
And everybody’s life went on.
Then I looked around at the faces of the women working with me. I’m a weird one- I see things for what they are. I realized that these faces are temporary.
Everyone I meet is a temporary face. The frustrations of life are temporary. People with attitudes are temporary. Challenges are temporary. Good times are temporary. Love is temporary. Friends are temporary. Whatever they have to say about me is temporary, their chatter will fade.
Nothing is permanent.
We own nothing. Not even our lives.
For as long as we exist we can’t hold on to anything, if we try we end up crushing it. It’s best to just enjoy the sun while it shines because even the sun will go away at some point. How can we et mad at the sun for not shining at night? How can you get mad at someone for wanting to walk away?
It’s crazy that in one of my videos I gave an example that our lives are like a wheel and we are the center of the wheel. The spokes are the situations and people that come into our lives. They are ever changing- ever changing. Enjoy them while they are there- REALLY enjoy them without trying to make them stay or get mad they won’t be what you want them to be because it is promised that they will leave.
I want you to smile while you’re around me. I want you to feel good about who you are. But please don’t be mad that you can’t have me, because I am not meant to stay. No one is.
It’s the wheel, man. It’s the wheel of life. It has to keep moving cuz if it doesn’t, it means we’re dead.