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Theories of Thought - November 2008

On This Historic Day

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As I take a break from writing for the many publications that showcase my words, I am blessed to have a neutral forum to vent out, the many thoughts that are now traveling through my mind onto this theory. Today, Tuesday, November 4th, is a day many had no clue, would be so life altering, many years back. On this day, many people will see things they thought they would never see, and even though we all are truly blind to what is happening in front of us, what is to come, may be even more, life altering as we have our eyes opened by choice, force or naturally. On this day, "Hope", has a new meaning. The word "Hope", will and has grown up in front of us, and now has evolved into "Possible", and more than likely, that word, turned into another word, "Probable", as we embark on another day that is historic. You see if you know it or not, I am or have a ripple affect on many in cyberspace, and many read my words and relate them to their lives, which is good, and also bad. My passion, besides business, is writing, and I have developed into somewhat of a phenomenon online, in speaking my mind in thoughts, that sometimes can be, a gift and a curse. Many ask my opinion, many send me emails and wonder, why do I do what I do, and how did I become what I have become. Well its a two way street, and carrying the decorative basket of responsibility of "The Gift and The Curse", is not easy. That takes us to today, and the things many will cheer for, but only from a distance because, they are part of the weight that will be put on these two mens shoulders, as the campaign for the highest job in the land. Regardless on the turn out and or outcome, today is going to be historic, and many lives will change, as well as many, stay the same. As a black man living in America, I have shed a many tears for Senator Obama, and wonder, what gives him the strength to carry the weight of his people in his arms, and how strong can he be, before those more powerful, take advantage of his weaknesses. As a young entrepreneur that retired from Wall St. at 36 years old, I understand the state of the economy, and thank President George Bush for providing me with more shelters that the Salvation Army. So I am selfishly supporting, Senator John Mc Cain, even though I feel in my heart, his heart is not right for the masses, but right for me and those of my likeness. Because lets face it and be brutally honest, many could care less or give a hot dam about if Joe the Plumber gets to send his children to college, but we, well those that know what I am talking about, sure in the hell do care about if he can come over and fix my sink or toilet we use three or more times a day. So I am torn, torn to go and vote for what is right, while feeling the force on welcoming, what is wrong for me, my conscience, family and more. So what would you do, if someone ask you questions that you know may not be the popular one to answer, but right for them to question you since their and your opinion, counts? How would you react, if you knew what you were doing, could and would change life for the better, but maybe, hurt what you have profited from for many years? Its almost like being the parent of two children, and you were asked, which one do you love more? Which would you spare and which one would you let perish? Who would you feed if there were only one bite left? Its a tough question and in the end, there can only be one winner, one loser, one answer, cast by, one choice. That raises the question, "Does one little vote really count?" I say yeah it does, because to get to a million, two million, ten billion or whatever, you must start with one. So to the cynics out there, the stereotypical people that will judge me and not the candidates, I say to you, vote! Vote for things you believe in and for one minute, think of those you care about and in the next minute, things that do not care about you. Vote, go out and be heard. Represent change because if you do not, things will stay the same. Both of these men are great, and have gone beyond our own imagination. Both of these candidates have represented "Hope", that has now evolved into "Possible" and more than likely, will become "probable", as we sit back and cheer for things we all benefit and suffer from. Today is historic, as the next day, will be the first step of many for whoever is elected. So think where you could be one year from now. Think of where you were a year ago. Think of the changes, the things that stayed the same, and your participation in making those things happen. I am sending this out to my viewers, all 700,000 of them, and posting this on websites all over the world. Why, well why not. I want my voice to be heard in silence, when you cast your vote on love, life and change. Today is going to be historic, and for once, I will do the right thing, for the right reasons, to make my forever, right now. Thank you for reading, and please, pray for the loser, as you do, the winner, of a race we have no idea, how hard it is to run. This is Anthony Douglas Gere saying to you, VOTE! Vote for you, for others and for change on this historic day. And as usual, please, Enjoy The Moment

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November 4th 2008 @ 20:41

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Its Just Not

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You know right now, I am kinda scaring myself. I do not think you need to be alarmed, but I really am starting to think, I am destined to die. I mean why would I be working so hard like a maniac, when I dont really have to? Why would I care if I once had this, lost that and remember more about that, instead of when I had it and how much it meant to me. I am thinking about stuff, that in a way, just does not make that much sense, but it does. I have been on a writing tear-a-thon recently! In my opinion, I have ripped off about five or six, incredible theories over the past few months, and I do not know where most of these emotions and feelings are coming from, but in the process, I hope you are enjoying them as much as I am writing them. But I am still scaring myself, and I think a lot has to do with everything that has been going on around me, within me and how I see myself in those positions, that are changing mine, every single moment. I know I know, this might sound out there, but give me a second. Let me explain to you how I am seeing things right now. Example, I am in front of the screen typing this out, and all I can think about is what to say next, as there is no script in putting down what I write down. I have an idea, a premise or direction I want to touch on and go. But for the most part, I either think of a cool title and build around that, or recall something in my day, that stood out and made me think twice about why I thought once about doing it. Its just not about entertaining you or myself, though it is kinda cool if that happens in the process of me being your part-time life reporter on my thoughts on the world. I do not forget people, the shit I write is just how I feel. I am not saying it is right, a sure-fire way to do something or anything like that. What I am writing down is just stuff and situations that happen to me at these crazy ass times, like today. Now you may think I am about to tell you about another crazy story, but that is the thing, they all are stories, but the crazy ass thing is, they are for real. I know, you are saying, "Of course they are for real Mr. Stupid". And I know that also, but have you ever just looked around you and freeze framed a moment, and see how many things you can see within that quick second, that makes the rest of your day, what it is? Do it, it is an out of this world sight. To look over and see that person swing or swivel their neck to get comfortable, or that guy walking down the street and scratching his balls when he thinks no one is looking. When you see stuff like that, all you can do is grin, understand and keep doing it movin and hope he does not ask to shake your hand. I know, I am and have been victim on both sides, and can only tell you how great it is to be the joke, see the joke and also tell it, why you are playing each other parts that is receiving what you are giving. Clarity, thats what I call it. Having a moment of clarity, and that to me, is something I am trying to add more of in my life, each and every moment. Now for those of you that do not know it, my childhood idol has always been Frank Sinatra. There is something about old blue eyes that are so captivating and mesmerizing to me, that I am drawn to his presence. I never got to personally meet him, but I did have the pleasure of seeing him in concert a couple of times. Amazing presence and a man that did things, his way, as the song says. So to take you where that is leading up to, I am going to explain to you a few things that will make you really think about a few things. The main topic or subject I am going to hover around, is our state of society today. I am going to speak on my opinion, why, young teenagers are running around the world going crazy, and why I think we for the most part, are to blame. You see I grew up old school my daughter says, and did so in an era where respect was a really big thing. I have been out with so many women, that actually told me like it was nothing, " Wow, you actually open my car door or pull out my chair. You actually are a romantic. You are a gentleman, and are you always like this and really single?" Well let me say to you like I say to them, I am not a romantic, a smooth operator or anything like that. I am a dam man, that was taught how to be one by men that took that shit seriously. But just like I am a man, I am and can also be an asshole, just like you. The thing is, if we can limit our bads and elevate our goods, things will be great and constantly keep getting better if we pay attention to the things that are important to us. I am no charmer or anything like that. If I did not open the door for a woman or let her walk through a clear doorway before me to show respect, my uncles, male role models and heaven forbid if my father seen it, would slap the livin shit outta me. And this was consistent and I learn well, so that shit did not happen that much after the first few-flushed fist to my stomach. Which now takes us to hitting a child, or child abuse. You see I think there is a difference between a spanking and a beating. I would never beat my child, though man, I have come close (smile). You see like I feel, my parents never really beat me. Well except for, nevermind, thats another theory. But there is a difference in a swift kick on the backside, and actually going blow for blow with someone you know will never really fight you back out of respect. So do I believe in spanking, Yeap, sure do. Beating, no way, thats cruel and damaging. You can argue with me, send me emails and more on why you think I am this or that, but the truth is to me, I think my generation was so consumed with succeeding in a materialistic way, that we neglected our children, that are now, having children. Is it right or wrong, who knows. But to me, its not a lie, Its Just Not.

Now a while back when I was at an amusement park with someone on a fun day out, we were about to get on this roller coaster ride, that seemed, fun, daring and safe enough to scare the hell out of you. Anyway, being my size, I try to find that front or back seat, so my legs do not get bumped, crowded and cumbersome. As I stood in line smooching and playing my Frank Sinatra role in a crowed room, I noticed this OG, triple O to the double G in the most ridiculous clown suit, you could imagine. I mean this man was draped, I mean forget the Mr. T. starter kit, this man had about twenty tarnished and silver looking gold ropes around his neck. This shit was crazy, and he in all honesty, could not give rats ass on what you thought of him. He was comfortable, and that is all that mattered. But man, his fingers were covered in those diamond rings you buy in the hood at the corner liquor store from some guy that tells you, "he has a hook up and these 9 karat diamond rings in this display case next to the snickers and bubble gum for $19.99, are real. Anyway, as I seen him with a bunch of kids that few, looked like they were older than me stand in line in front and behind him, I smiled and did what I was always taught to do, acknowledge my elders, show respect and say hello in a manner you feel, best fits the moment or occasion. He looked over, nodded his head as his 1970 stunna shades fell down a bit, and I firmly with respect asked him if he would like to go in front of me, and he said no. He said that he does this with his children about once a year, and the only way he will get on this ride or rides like this, is if he can sit in a certain seat. He was adamant about this, and I start to understand what he was talking to me about. This is a man that does not do what he is about to do often. But when he does, he knows his limitations. He knows his comfort zone and he is well aware, to enjoy the moment he is about to get into, he needs to be his best, for himself, his children that do this with him once a year, and his mental state of being, in the aftermath of this moment and or event. He was somewhat like Frank Sinatra to me in a way, because if he did things that mattered to him, he figured out how to do them for others and their way, his way.

Okay, I just basically wrote the last two paragraphs non-stop, and took a break. While surfing the web, I noticed I had a bunch of emails, so I checked some of them, in between writing this theory. Anyway, I got this email from someone asking me, "Tell me more about yourself". That was it. An email and the message, not the subject, but the main page said the following, "Tell Me More About Yourself". That was it. Well me being me, I wrote them back, and did so in one of those Rod Sterling moments from The Twilight Zone. Do you know what I am talking about? If you have never seen The Twilight Zone, well during the movie when someone is about to get whacked or completely devastated beyond belief, this man name Rod Sterling interrupts, right before this massacre begins. He pauses the movie, appears on the screen out of nowhere, and says something like, " Now notice the posture of the soon-to-be victim and the hidden rage inside the mad man hiding inide of the closet with a chain saw. Notice the things they are not being paid attention to, and how this complete moment of innocence, has turned deadly in a blink of the eye. Let us rejoin the movie". He says some off of the wall crazy shit like that, and that is what this moment exactly was. This was one of those moments when and where I could have gone anywhere with this, and why I completely unloaded on this woman, was truly, unfair. The mere fact that she had no idea, I am going through more shit than a free roadside porta-potty that sells lotto tickets two-for-one on the 405 at rush hour, is beyond me. This woman just landed her plane in quicksand, and did not even know it was there because she is not a pilot. Now to her credit, she came for the juggler in trying to check me, take me out, tap me out and what I write about. But once again, I am built for this, and do not mind taking that ass kickin, as long as they can kick it the way I like it. So I thank her for inspiring this theory, and this is what I wrote:

What do you wanna know? The trivial or the substance? I can send you many things, direct you to many theories, but in all reality, who I am is a man that is passionate about life, successful, smart, dumb, funny, serious and knows the difference in a female and a woman, and a male and a man. So who am I, Anthony Douglas Gere, humbly proud to be the number #1 writer on the web to many. Father to a great daughter. Retired businessman. Proud Son and Grandson. Great friend, perfectly flawed to a fault. Single, never been married and have not accumulated too much baggage on traveling the world a few times over on many levels. Wanna know that yesterday, I wrote what I think will be my legacy, and the feedback already, has been incredible. Should I tell you that right now, I am in my zone and on a writing marathon, and will include this entire email in the theory I am writing right now to you?. Tell ya what, when I finish it, I will send it to you, personally. Let me know what you would like to know and I will get back to my theory and wait for your reply, via email. Peace and Enjoy The Moment

- Anthony Douglas Gere

Now what I should of included in that message is that I am tired, still heart broken over a few things, and extremely blessed to have all that I have and have lost. I should have included that in the end, does it really matter, who I am and what I am? Does it really matter what I can do, because if you are anyone of substance in my opinion, you kinda would like to get it yourself, and stand proud on what it took to get it. Even when we do not win sometimes in my opinion, what we have the ability to also lose besides the race, is the things that we learned, was making us lose in the first place. I should had told this woman, I am a product of a society that in many ways, I have failed. I am part of the problem, just as I am part of the praise and solution to keep doing both as others do the same, in different ways. I could have shown one side, hid another, but I do not know who she is looking at, for, can imagine or more. What would she really have wanted to know about me, that I could have told her? That I have dated nothing but beautiful women, and I enjoy having a beautiful woman on my arm. Should she know that what I call beautiful and what she like you defines it as, may be different. Should I revel to her the type of soccer mom slut type of woman I like and lustfully crave, or that if you forget I like two straws in my drinks, am lactose intolerant and hate tomatoes, I will pout and like a little baby, feel hurt because those little bitty things, make me feel like you care about me when I sometimes forget to. If she was referring to me on a sexual level, should I have told her that when having sex, intercourse or whatever you wanna call it, doggie style is my least favorite positions. I like and deeply enjoy looking into my partners eyes, and feel their heart race and beat in the same rhythm I am in tune with them in, to make it calm down when we explode together in unison. To dance that tango, mix up those passionate emotions and satisfy that thirst for more. So now take that mindset back to that O.G. triple O. to the double G. I was talking about, that had to have his favorite seat on the roller coaster, and did not mind waiting in a long ass line to get what he felt, he wanted and would make everyone happy in the end. I on the highest level, think pimps, not the fake ones, but real PIMPS of the Game, played a major role in the development of many of us. I mean do not get me wrong, not the pimp that had hookers on the street corner selling more than their bodies for pennies in the nightclubs and hotel lobbies. I am talking about that shiny fingernail cool dude, that did not allow the kids, to be around the madness that was going around if they stumbled into that area, ignorantly. A real OG, a "pimp" in my label for the character that could be a doctor, lawyer or clergyman, is that when I was young, there were elders, that made sure, little kids like me, did not go down that wrong path. They did it for the love of the game, and for the love of family and life, not for a knockoff designer bag, jeans, breast or Viagra. But then again, everyone has vices, and those vices are constantly subject to lure you one way or another, if you fall victim to them and their offsprings. Now how we hide, provide and deal with our vices, is on us. But people capitalize off of all of them, and that is called business, big business. Many smoke, and though that is a vice, someone is selling you your fix, and that is business via you, not personal to them. So the women that are hookers, strippers, business professionals and anything else, stop hating like us fellas, and we all, have compromised something, to get what and where we want. Lets just put it out there. Some good, some bad, but we all are human, and hopefully mature enough to laugh at this, and nod your head like that OG did to me. You know in that response, I should have told that person, that I am a unique man, that does things for the right reasons most of the time, and does his best to keep himself on the right side of the tracks, because he knows, his limits and limitations. He has fought many battles and does not really want to fight, but knows life is a battle, and the ultimate fight is one you can survive to talk about when it is done. If I was thinking and was not in such a hurry to get back to this theory, I would have told her that many men give flowers, cards or dinner. I would have told her that I build and give away companies to help them follow their dream, and I am just doing my part in helping for many reasons and people. But also know that I would say, that sometimes a person does not want a company I can build in my sleep, and the card, phone call or flowers, mean much more to them, and I realize that now like never before. I guess I would say that I have rented and leased a lot of love and lust in my day, but never seen a real person in my era buy or sell it to another true person. I would say that I am a great cook, and love music and think it is incredible how many performers, are praised to be more than they are, and also make you fall in love with the way they make me feel. I would say I am contradictory in times I am not, and I love to write, it makes me laugh, cry and share to the world the limits we place on ourselves daily for reasons to be free later on. You see if I was really into that response, I would have told her that the type of man I am, I am and can be many things. You see I am that man that will take his time to give you things you do not get everyday, that makes that day, a beautiful day for others to climb aboard on. That man that you can tell, is doing it and things like it may be his last time he is getting a chance to do it, because he values his time with me. You will know because he is putting his all in it or whatever he is involved in because he cares so much. I would write that if you ever had a moment with me, and I do not really mean a very special moment, but a moment, you will notice, how I see the world. If you spent some quality time with me, you would not want to have just sex, because you will feel, I do not wanna have sex on any level. And I am not talking about physical sex. I am talking about meaningless sex with just anyone for any reason just becasue. I want and sometimes need to make passionate love, even if it seems like a impromptu hookup in the VIP room, in my triple black drop, a hotel suite or in my bedroom. I am that dude, that guy, fella and more. And with all of that and those titles, what I really am for real is a man, that man that understand the definition told and taught to him by true men. Now if I understood it all or not or applied it, is not the point. What is the point, is that I am doing my best, and slip from time to time, so forgive me like you would want me to, to you if you do the silly things you do sometimes. I have not always been this way, and it took a lot to get here, and I am not saying my shit does not stink, but what I am saying, is that so does yours, so let's get pass that for the moment, whats real in your world? This is how I am living, not playing, but living. Wanna come, you are obviously invited because I am a man of my word and time? But I think I can say that I am a man now, because I have followed in the step and footsteps of some of the most respected men I know. I would have said my mother did a great job, based on what she had available, and my sister and I, may not be perfect, but we are who we are. Nothing more, nothing less. You know what else I would asked her? I would have wondered, was she a republican or a democrat, and why. Was she this Obama freak, or selfishly greedy like most of us republicans. I am wondering if she would think I am a freak if I said something crazy, or have the ability to feel my magical vibe from miles away, and knew I was being the silly me, and would do anything to give her a slobbernobber. That is my thang, "The World Famous Slobbernobber". If you have not had one of those, then you have never met the real me. Those that get them, are in a exclusive group of people I deeply love or loved, and that was my signature to now tell you that got one out of know where and got mad at me, you really had the best part of me, when I gave it to you, freely. And for those that are wondering if Blair, James, Frank or Albert has gotten one, Yeap, I told you, we are tight like that (smile). So if I really wanted to say something and leave an impression, I would have told her, "Look, I am me. Who you want me to be, I may be or may not be able to become. But just know this, I am doing my best to be the possible best I can be, but I can not figure out how to do all of the time. I am trying and getting better each day, so if I fail you on however you think I should have succeeded you, my bad, I am sorry. But know that life to me, is many things. And though it may seem I am always serious, just know that what I am dealing with at that time when I am with you in the flesh or not, is that serious and not a game to me. Its Just Not.

So let me close this out and get back on track on what I started out to do. You see I am thinking about some crazy stuff right now, and even though I do not know why, I do. I am sitting here typing with a grin on my face, because I know people are still pissed because I am not still answering my phone, but they know I am venting to you, my audience, in a way I feel comfortable doing. Thanks. And also thank you to those that built my library on photobucket.com. You do not have to go look, but it is a mini-strip of photos I have taken over the years, with some of the people I have met throughout the way. They do not have the good ones I have though, and maybe one day, I will share those with those I trust, not!. But in honoring the code, I do not get down dirty, unless that is where the game is being played at. I think for most of you, you realize that I am not that guy that wants the spotlight. I think its cool, been in and out of it a few tines, but in the end, that is just not me. Its not like I am hiding anything from anyone, but man, I am not just trying to put it out there for people to judge me on without knowing me, the circumstances, my mind frame and more. Thats why I like being in the back or in the shadows. Thats where it is built and done for the right reasons, not the ones just handed to us that many applaud ignorantly. That director, that person that makes the other person look good, and gains more than some money, they gain dignity and rewards unmeasured by those that do not share in that same passion. I think the next time I get a message like I just got and answered a bit too quickly, I will tell them a little bit more about me, just so they know I am telling them the truth on many levels. I would say that I am not the man that uses Viagra for many reasons. 1) I have no desire to have a four-hour erection. 2) If I am physically able to perform the way God intended me to for the time he gave me to do it, I want to do it naturally and with the passionate that fuels my flame. That leaves the memory uplifting and the future, bright. 3) There is no way, I will take a pill that in the end and during, is telling you and millions of other people, " Taking this may cause this, that, and the side affects are such and such and this may happen if you do this and this. And consult a doctor if you are having problems from the stuff we just told your dumb-ass about and you still did it for kicks or to see if we were lying". I am not that man and you can officially bet your bottom dollar on that. 4) many more things along those lines. But I am sitting here, going through my scrap book, and looking at all of the photos many of you have sent to me, and the nice letters I have gotten. So seeing how I unloaded a few heavy and deep writings lately, I thought I would lighten this one up, and let you know I am still the same ole me, and will do his best to be the best, when ever he can. Thank you for reading again today, and thank all of you for your emails and texts and phone calls concerning my father. Much love to you and let me leave you with this. Someone wrote to me and totally believed in the same things I do, and shared them with me without me asking for what they needed to show. I have never met this person, and chances are, I never will. But she shared a few things with me, that I really think are important. To me, there is no limit to a limit. The limit we place on things, limits our ability to get pass them. When you can see the end, then the end is pulling you near it, not you towards it. It has the power. But this wonderful woman said to me, " I love your work, and on the pace you are at, the sky is the limit". Now, that sounds nice and I truly appreciate it. But think about it, why is the sky the limit? Is not heaven beyond that, and if I live right, is not there a good chance I can go pass the sky to heaven? So in saying that, I say that what ever you think is your limit, and how many ways you try it, also will be your limit. If you believe, believe in a definition defined by you, not by someone elses vision. Do not discount their vision, but understand that their vision, is theirs, not yours. You know you, and while being honest with yourself in that frozen moment I asked you have a few lines up, you will notice that everyone around you, knows you are there, and it is okay to focus on you right now, for the moment and whats ahead. I thank you so much my viewers, and as you may think the sky is the limit. I beg to differ. The limit is the limit, we place on ourselves. So no, there is no limit in my opinion, Its Just Not! Enjoy The Moment -

Oh, sorry, the woman I replied to earlier, just replied back, and this was the last of our conversation. Sorry about that, and enjoy and man, this is crazy:

This is what she wrote: So why never married? And if flawed to a fault...To which of those faults are caused by self-motivated paths? Or could it be that many women can not handle a man who sees beyond the eye and farther than the ears ..can hear bullshit! And if you can answer wisely of those as men and those as women...then why have you yet to understand a way to grasp loves hand? as I too search and yet still sit here...writing to a man I can only assume is a realest... Me...I am all things great, wise, humorous, sensitive, creative...and most of all those gifts given...I stay loyal and humble. Still I lay low, awaiting my best friend...To whom I can share moments that only he and I can understand... Thank you for writing so fast..

This is what I wrote back:

Great reply, and maybe a little bit of all of that. Who knows, but I have not nowhere near, grasp the hand of love. I dedicated my life to my career. i seriously did, and knew, if I did what I was taught, I would be in the position I am in now. In saying that, understand my flaws, perfections and experience in many fields. I am not experienced in personal relationships, but the things is, I know it, so I am open to it. Second, maybe what I have always wanted, is not what I really needed to be happy. Thus, set forth the most efficient way for a person like me, to succeed in a world he wishes to have the option, on living in. I do not need what I have, but it is sure nice having it until I figure out what it is that next in my life. I am where I am because this is where I deserve to be out of hard work, mistakes and more. So if I am full of it, maybe. 100% for real, maybe. The thing is, you inspired such a theory, and the highest honor I am giving you, is that I shared that moment with the world. So, how full of it, can I be?

ADGere

Its not that easy coming up with these things to write about. Its Just Not.

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