But I’m cleva when I bust a rhyme
I’m cleva, always on ya’ mind
[S]he’s cleva and I really wanna grow
But why come you’re the last to know?
I was talking to Wood and J Bro earlier tonight and I expressed that I felt like I was surrounded by idiots. Yes, I have a habit of turning against people when I feel disrespected, ignored, or misunderstood, and what may register on my monitor as bullshit may not register at all for anyone else. I’ve been accused of having too-high standards, even of being stuck-up. I just tend to want more from people on a human level. I have been forced to lower my expectations in order to save myself from disappointment, but should I have to do such a thing?
To clarify, this is a post about dating and my lack of a special friend.
I feel like I think different from everyone else, which could quite possibly be why this friend is non-existant. I’m not one of those people that says “I want someone to get on my level” or anything pompous like that, because pompous I ain’t. Tell me how wanting someone to be able to carry a decent conversation, maintain communication and be reliable is too much to live up to? Those are very simple, human things. When my brothers, and sisters for that matter, say they want someone with a high-paying job, nice house, a nice car and knows how to dress, people can relate to that. On a superficial level, this is something people can understand. Superficialities are quite global. We all have that level of depth, but not everyone can relate to something deeper. So we work hard to attain these things, and for what? To be abondoned for the next man with a faster car, bigger house (ass or dick) and fatter wallet? I think if we brought the human aspect back into dating and communicating with each other, things would be a lot easier for people like me. But, we are afraid.
If you want to feel me, better be divine
Bring me water, water for my mind
Give me nothin, breathe love in my air
Don’t abuse me, ’cause these herbs are rare.
I try not to look for faults in people, I try not to expect people to disappoint me. But very few have made me feel like they were worthwhile. As I said before, I have a low tolerance, so certain things can turn me off, no matter how attractive a person is. It could be a person’s values (or lack thereof), grammar, attention span, etc. Some people are able to let these things slide for a good piece or trophy, but I cannot do that. Ignorance and foolishness make my dick go limp.
I am gradually coming to terms with the fact that my attitude isn’t making this any easier. I own my faults. I can speak openly about them. I know I need work, but this is something that changes on its own, with time and experience. I cannot be expected to make an “attitude adjustment”. It’s just unreal.
I also don’t believe that I am a new and improved version of the black male animal. My concerns about the behaviors of my kind do not come from any sense of superiority. It comes from love, and wanting people to treat others and themselves well. It’s about understanding that returning a phonecall is just keeping the lines of communication open and being polite, not trying to insinuate a relationship. It’s about understanding that when you say “I mean what I say”, you’d better not be lying to me. It’s about not reducing one another to a quick bone without giving them warning.
Time to save the world
Where in the world is all the time
So many things I still don’t know
So many times I’ve changed my mind.
So all this has led to a state of confusion on my part. I am constantly trying to figure out or modify what it is I truly want. It’s like going to a fast food joint, craving a number one, but they ran out of sourdough bread, so you ask for a number 6, but there’s no honey barbecue sauce. So you you roll your eyes at Shequanda at the counter and turn to your friend and say “These are the options?” Either your friend will say you’re too picky because he or she is complacent with what people have to offer and has already reached the point of not asking for “too much”. Or, he or she will say “Let’s go somewhere else, this is bullshit.”
But where else could I go? How can someone such as myself be content anywhere if I am the victim of how I perceive things? Is it really just perception at all?
My feelings haven’t much changed since March 1st, but my approach has. I would like this to be the result, that’s as much as I can offer right now. But I’m not gonna whore myself to get there. I’m stubborn like that. I may reinvent myself from time to time to keep things fresh, but what’s on the inside remains unchanged. If I look like a thug, I am nOva. If I look like the boy next door, I am nOva. If I look like a fashionable sexpot, I’m still me. The thug, the boy next door and the fashionable sexpot get attention and numbers, but no one sticks around for nOva. I’m too opinionated, too conscious, just too many things. And I am one of the few people that understands that shit just ain’t “aiight”.
I would say we need to work harder to make sure others strive for more (substantial things) in their personal interactions and relationships, if only to break the cycle that has lead to everything from cronic heartbreak to disease. But if not everyone does it, how can we expect change? And should we just sit around and let things be as they are? Should we just bide our time and wait for the magic to happen? Why even put forth the energy?
So this is what I’m left with. The feeling that I am lost in a sea of people that just don’t get me. Always having to defend what I believe, even to those that are close to me. Always having to wonder why I’m misunderstood to the point of backlash and left in the cold. Always wondering why I have to be long-winded in order to get my point across, while when I’m short, it’s taken the wrong way. And even when I am long-winded, someone will have a rebuttal to every. single. thing. I’m saying.
Many nights he was alone
Many, many, many nights
His light was so bright that they turned away
And he stood alone.
And it’s a more profound loneliness than simply being in a room by yourself.
nOva baby- dont lower your standards for anyone. yes, you can be a difficult person
.. but you arent asking for too much. You really arent. And you dont deserve anything less than what you want. You’re a great person and someone wil have enough sense to realize that and love you. I havent found anyone either that wows me or that is capable of taking the good with the bad.
and I will make you cheese sammiches and cuddle with you even if it doesnt count for anything 
There really isnt anything I can say that anyone else wont say, so I will just say I luh you
At the end of the day, it’s your world you live in. We all love you, and that’s the bottom line.
n0va baby don’t settle for less and be patient it takes time
Nova, just be patient… When the time is right the right person will come along… I like to look at life like a really good novel, yours may still be in the first couple of chapters, u may have to wait for the plot to thicken…
But on another note… What happened to the fashionista?
AND how you gonna post on a Wed. and not mention April getting cut last night… The contest belongs to Shandi at this point.
Hey Nova. I often feel the same way. I have so much to offer but it just seems as though intellect, a good heart, a great personality are nothing if it’s not coupled with a fat wallet, fat ride, expensive lifestyle and/ or a fat house. It sux.
Hang in there, though- your man (and mine) is out there somewhere getting educated and prepared; and will find you not only when you least expect it, but also when the time is right for you and even more importantly, when the world will be able to handle the force that the 2 of you together will represent.
Throw yourself face first into some worthwhile activity. Get out, circulate, take your mind off the problem. Keep being you and the right man will notice.
Otherwise you grow sullen, depressed and introspective and will wake up one day lonely, alone and bitter at age 44.
Uhm…or so I’m told.
xo
Keep your standards high and settle for nothing less that what you desire and need.
Question: Once my PayPal donation I made to you for a mixed CD, when should I expect to receive the package?
I have felt like this for longer than I can remember. I am always accused of having too-high standards. I want everyone to view the world like I do, to view relationships like I do, to be as considerate and “human” as I am. Sometimes it baffles me, how people can act. I’ve found that it’s not a matter of lowering my expectations. It’s just a matter of keeping my expectations for certain people and situations realistic. Learning to figure out who’s up to par from jump.
*hug*
I once saw a t-shirt in the mall. It had a picture of woman sitting on a bench. In the background was a lovely view of the park. She was dressed in her finest attire and she was rocking a big ol’ crazy church style hat with the hand bag to match. Undermeath the picture read the caption “WAITING FOR MR. RIGHT”. But, the funny part was the woman was a damn skeleton! lol! She was waiting and waiting and waiting . . . that’s exactly how I feel. (sometimes)
I’m mean, I’m not necessarily holding my breath waiting for “the right” one to come along because I know it may not happen anytime soon. But ,the “lonelies” can really get to ya. However, I know I aint lowering those standards . . . anymore, period.
I don’t know what your spritual beliefs are, but the creator has a plan for you. I know it may sound cliche, but it’s true.
I’d rather be lonely than deal w/ the bullshyt. Ya know? Like E.Badu said “Props To The Lonely People” Anyhoo . . . that’s just my lil input:)
i have 3 things to say:
1. men suck
2. refuse to lower your standards
3. we need to talk
love ya,
*raising hand* I have a human aspect! I’ll date you nOva, but of course, I am a woman… and I refuse to wear a faux mustache. I think I love you. Yes, this is computer love. I’m offically asking you out on a date.
Thank god for netflix.com. Rewatched “Space is the Place” this weekend where Sun Ra also battles the idiots of the world. Of course, being Ra, he never loses the love……..
Oh boy! You got everyone conviced but me!!! I’m watchin you Mr. Man!!! LMAO!! oh, and before you say it.. yeah, I know I ain’t nobody.. so now what you got to say…
P.S. for those don’t know, I’m just messing with Grasshopper.. he knows I got love for him.. and his wicked ways!