Success and Commitment

 There's a difference between interest and commitment. When you're interested in doing something, you do it only when circumstance permit. When you're committed to something, you accept no excuses, only results. 

Everything that you do in this life has it's perks... Rather some be good or some bad they are there to help you with success. I consider business and work to be like a marriage with a strong commitment. When you commit to something there is no doubt in your mind that it's what you want to do. I told myself at a very young age that, "I will commit and succeed in everything I do" Never giving up on life or my goals. I could have taken the "Easy" but "Hard" road like many that would have led me to an early death or without freedom but I chose success. When you set your goals high enough for you to reach them but low enough for you to grab your setting yourself up for Greatness. Everything is a work in progress and there are NO shortcuts in life nor are there any elevators to success. Besides, if there were elevators I would take the stairs anyways. Because, anything worth having in this world is worth fighting for. There's no testimony without a test and every journey has a struggle.

Finding My Way

I have spent ten years on the same job. The job in which some would have declined or quit within the first month. Blood, Sweat, and tears followed me on this journey to where I am today. Where I needed to be... Finding my way through this life. On the road to success I see myself as a future Mogul, Billionaire, and Entrepreneur. So far I am blessed to say that Myself & a group of Colleagues are launching our new Project "Secret Society" inside of Gonpachi of Beverly Hills. Success isn't measure by how many times you succeed but how many times you have failed along the way.

A Letter From a Single Mother

For every tear that I've cried lying here waiting for you I found myself drowning in a pool of thoughts. I look in the mirror and I don't even recognize the woman staring back at me... All i know is that SHE i meant I have changed into something/someone I never wished to be. I look down at my stomach which has a small hill that covers my navel. It's you, it's me, it's us growing inside of me. I say to myself, "Stay focused, you can do it" but in the back of my mind there's this ounce of fear that I may be alone or once again drowning in my own sorrows. I love you BUT do you love me as much as I love you? I need YOU but do you need ME as much as WE are suppose to need one another. I leave the mirror because reality is setting in and becomes too painful. I walk in the room and let my self go. I fall to the floor, then to my knees to ask the Lord to protect the love that I have in my 2 children, US, and our unborn. 

Young men it's tie to step up to the plate and be MEN. These women out here never asked for the pain that some of them receive from us men. Being left alone with 3 or 4 children from our selfishness? Come on... Ladies there is a man, A GOOD ONE  out there that is willing to Love you for you & treat your children as if they were their own. God bless & Keep your head up.

DjCharli_S

No Name, No Age

It's amazing how 1 simple scare in the world involving H1N1 can have us scrambling like the world is coming to an end. We result in buying masks, and locking ourselves in our homes. Although, AIDS have been around for years we still do nothing to prevent it. We choose not protect ourselves or even educate our upcoming youth. AIDS is one of the leading causes in death among the African American and Latino community. Just think about this, a box of condoms is around $6. That's cheaper than a drink at the club! The whole point that I am trying to make is that I want to see more Barack Obama's, Javiar Mina's and so on. However, we cannot get to this point if we don't get THE POINT!

                                                  BE SAFE & WRAP IT UP!!!

Broken Lens

I've always had a love for photo's, art, and life. I spoke through my lens as if it had a voice of it's own. I never indeed took life for granted. All I ever wanted to do was to have life see me through my lens....

Kimberly Bonds

December 1, 1988- July 13, 2008

On July 13, 2008 Kimberly Faye Bonds dream of becoming a photo journalist was brought to a halt. She was shot & killed while outside talking to some friends at an apartment complex. A lens that was so full of life, suddenly broken. To this day there has been no leads nor any progress in the shooting death of this college student. I have seen the news countless times and all I have ever seen was people getting arrested for animal cruelty, cases going for months on the death of an animal. Even years. But, sometimes only days and weeks on in on the lives of innocent victims. We pray and continue that although 2 years have passed we will still try and become Kimberly's voice. Because the dead cannot cry out or speak for themselves. 

Unfortunately this is how the news reported this tragic event....

Los Angeles Times

Kimberly Bonds, 19, a young black woman, was shot at 13111 S. San Pedro St. in Athens Village about 4:15 p.m. Sunday, July 13. Homicide detectives from the L.A. County Sheriff's Department are investigating the shooting.

Hurricane Katrina Aftermath

 

Before you judge just realize that African Americans weren't the only ones affected by Hurricane Katrina.

People have different points of views but you have to be willing to hear all sides of the story....