10 Years a Slave...

" Success is a journey, not a destination. The doing is often more important than the outcome"

This is just one of many Arthur Ashe quote's that fueled my a weakened soul, when I was accepting the outside noise as inside facts. Since my birth I was conditioned by many things for being born into the black race. We was raised in the city of Providence in Rhode Island; but I lived in a house built by my grandfather's father. I always had presents under the tree, food in the kitchen cabinets, good clothes on my back, and both parents in successful jobs. YET, I outside of the comforts of my actual daily reality I was labeled by my physical features and attached to societies stereo-types of a colored boy. Today I am writing this story as a short /ˌôdəbīˈäɡrəfē/ (lol), autobiography. This journey to be the owner of my own company' that is still growing, and the blinded steps that got me here is why I chose to write about myself, when I think about who I most admire.

I went to college with no degree to show for it, but was not a drop-out; I was kicked out. Not for my grades but because of the things I would say and especially something that was pointed out often, the things I would do. Maybe the phrase "quietly removed" would fit better to describe my situation. It made this ARIES man angry but determined, so I enter education to educate the young to be prepared for the 1st entrance doorway into real life. I was in education for 12 years and loved it. Then I was "quietly removed" because of the buddy system of a corrupt city where even our mayor, Buddy (lol, name is ironic) Cianci went to jail twice. I was an excellent educator and even received awards, but then a connected woman wanted my position so they at first ask me if I would change my spot. When refused they demanded I change my spot. I refused, so one morning I show up to work and they just changed my spot without giving me a new place to move into. That was illegal but the higher ups gave me compensation and time off until I was ready to return at an alternate school of my choice. I was angry but gain motivated in a different direction, the drug game.

I packed up and moved to Georgia to the city where I lived part of my high school years. I ran into my old friend who was doing BIG THINGS. I joined the circle and was doing very well until a home invasion flipped my current direction towards a very darkened place. That home invasion from a popular gang in Atlanta, got caught with a lot of what they stole and then told the police where they had gotten it from. Of course we all know what happen next a month later, a day light home invasion lead me to carry a loaded 9mm pistol around my own house, even when I would go to the bathroom or even take a shower. So after a month of always staying in fear a large boom echo's throughout my house while I was watching, out of all things "DOG THE BOUNTY HUNTER" on TV. I thought it was the gang coming back so I stood up, cocked the gun back to load 1 of only 3 bullets in the chamber and pointed to the door. Then a voice spoke to me in my head calmly and said, "You Are Not A Killer". So in an instant I choose to run out the backdoor. I was greeted by a shotgun to my face with the order to get the _______ on the ground. Since I was an educator I was willing to accept my choice and it's consequences. Did a year in pre-trial and finally faced the judge with an agreement already worked out with Atlanta Fulton County Prosecutors for a sentence of probation for 2 1/2 years unsupervised. Seeing 3 days before they wanted to give me 50 years in jail, I could not stop smiling when the deal was being read to the Judge. She decided to not accept the deal and gave me 10 years supervised. I was not only Angry but became very violent. Now to pay close to $8000 in court fees I had to stay hustling the same thing I had gotten into this situation for. Ohhh why was I so angry? Most of the evidence of the money I had stashed and even some personal belongings never made past the RED DOGS (the now disbanded police used for raids) personal pockets. I could not blame white people or a system when it was officers with the same skin as mine and a Portuguese woman judge.

Is there a bright spot and how they heck can anyone be inspired by my story?

The Friday before my sentencing on Monday, February 11th 2011, my lawyer did not show up so the judge, who was impressed with me at that time, told me to go take a lunch and they will find out why my paid lawyer was not there. I chose to walk around UNDERGROUND ATLANTA to pass time. An Ethiopian Clairvoyant was staring at me so hard I can feel her eyes raise the hair on my skin. A bundle of cash was always in my pocket just in case I had to run from unforeseen situations. "Why not do this physic reading" I thought to myself with only the intentions to spend $20 dollars. It was $20 for 5 minutes and $5 dollars every minute after. Even though I wanted to get up she kept me there for almost an hour. She told me that I was staring a spiritual journey for 10 years and in the end will be extremely wealthy from one of my projects. As I write this my probation sentence of ten years ends in 12 days. I have a design company that has not made me wealthy but does very well. I have a book with a publisher, right now, being edited called "The Criteria of a Man" My Diary, along with a novelette and a spiritual awakening book written but not published yet. I have no anger towards anything nor anyone, and actually assist others balance themselves through a technique I learned during my journey. I do not know if my company and books will make me extremely wealthy as predicted by the standards from society; but I am so at peace with the abundance energy that flows through my own body daily that I am already a VERY WEALTHY MAN! I have what all the money I had in the different stages in my life never gave or could afford.

PEACE OF MIND without attachments.

So I choose myself as the MOST INSPIRING person in my own life because I faced my own reflection in the mirror and smile. I see the person I was meant to be instead of the unrealistic criteria of what a black man, any man or woman are told they are suppose to be. Through my own words and how I conduct business I share that energy without intentions and know it will re-invent the true purpose of all humans on this earth.

Be the Light you wish to see!