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There is nothing more ugly than division and hate for each other with the exception of those who promote it for personal gain. One day they will have to stand before the creator and justify the unjustifiable.
There is nothing more beautiful than unity and compassion for each other. Blessings shall be showered unto those of us who who practice it. For we all God’s children regardless of what we may look like.
I remember the first time, I danced… With you baby
It was a slow song… The lights… Were so low
I held you so close… I could feel your heart beating next to mine—
Then I kissed you once and my head started spinning
Twice like a merry go round
Three times and I fell so deep in love with you baby
– Howard Hewitt
There are times, even after all these years, I just gaze at you. Amazed at how a simple man like myself was so lucky to find a woman as amazing as you. Luckier to have been smart enough to fall in love with you and luckiest that you felt the same way.
Even when the skies were gray. You would rub me on my back and say, “Baby it’ll be okay”
Now that’s real to a brother like me, baby.
– Method Man
You have always been there for me holding me up when things weren’t so good. Standing right beside me things were. We’ve seen so many of our friends drift apart, either physically or mentally, when things got rough. But not us. Mainly because of your exceptional vision to look beyond the moment to the big picture. To understand that no matter what is in front of us we are better facing it together than separate and I know I’m a better man with you than without you.
You are the only thing that keeps me goin’ You are the only thing, keeps my love alive You are the only thing that I’ll ever need You don’t have to worry, you see, my love is forever.
I am committed to you, you are my heart, you are my soul. There is nothing that could ever cause me to stray, nothing that could steal my heart from you. I love you more today than after our first kiss and I’ll love you more tomorrow.
Early morning the sun hasn’t even come up yet here I am wide awake. You lay next to me your beauty evident even as you sleep. I wonder if you know you saved my soul? Before you I was bitter, had given up on love. I swore I would never allow anyone to make me feel the way I felt when my last relationship ended. Not only had my world been shaken by the break up but my heart had been stolen. Not shattered into pieces but gone, stolen by someone I trusted loved me as I loved them. Then you walked into my life, your first smile a building block for my new heart, a wrecking ball to the wall that my bitterness has built up. Even though I never said it you seemingly could sense my apprehension but that never deterred you. You simply let the moments be the moments and as time went on I let you in more and more. Then one day you smiled and like the grinch my heart that you had been building since that first smile grew three sizes that day. And then – the true meaning of love came through, and I found the strength of *ten* men plus two! Today my heart is once again open to love but only to your love. You brought me back, you saved my soul, made me believe in love again. Than you my love sleep well.
The computerized voice boomed crystal clear over the speakers,
this is the uptown Number 2 train 42nd street, next stop 72nd street. Stand clear of the closing doors.
Its clarity fracturing another legend of old New York City the indecipherable voice of the NYC subway conductor.
On most nights my commute is like one of those Beats headphone commercials, the ones where the athlete put on the headphones and is able to shut out everything in the world around them. I just want to close my eyes, turn up the music and pretend I am anywhere but where I am at that moment. But this Friday evening as I stood in my favorite spot, front of the car back against the forward facing door, I decided to pass my time by observing the commuters on tonight’s uptown number 2 train. One of the great things about this spot is that it affords me a vantage point to take in the entire car and all of its occupants. Tonight’s crowd included the usual suspects. There were the business men in their expensive suits boasting to each other about the big deal they just closed or bitching about the big deal that got away. Never their fault but the fault of some co-worker’s incompetence, or at least that how they were telling it. There was the blue-collar crowd fresh off another exhausting 12 hour shift. Happy to be going home yet too tired to show it. And of course there were the millennials. Happily texting on their smart phones, joking and laughing and talking about what they got into last night and what they planned to get into tonight. Seemingly they had not a care in the world, but probably they were in need of more therapy than anyone else on the train, and in New York everyone needs some therapy. All in all I thought to myself just your usual Friday night crowd on the uptown number 2 train. But then I spied the couple sitting in the middle of the car. She had long hair straight hair with several colors to it and was dressed in an ankle length tie dye skirt and a tan tee-shirt with sunflowers on it. Her wrist was adorned with several bracelets that seemed to go halfway up her arm. She appeared to be in her mid-40s and upon closer inspection it was evident to who ever bothered to look she was quite striking. He was sporting a scruffy looking beard and wearing glasses, blue jeans and a long sleeve pull over shirt. His attire was not nearly as eccentric a look as hers except for his straight out of the 80s canvas Pro Keds, high tops and bright red. Despite what her hippy look and his red high top Keds might have inferred about them they were engrossed not in some counter-culture discussion but the New York Times crossword puzzle. They sat as close as you could get to each other, her leg was draped over his. They argued, they laughed and they got excited when they figured out a particular hard clue. They constantly looked directly into each other eyes and smiled. The look in their eyes gave away what should have been painfully obvious to me by that point, they were very much in love and likely had been so for a very long time. I thought to myself this couple was making their very own Beats commercial. Nothing around them mattered, the only sound they heard were each other’s voices Their world consisted of each other and nothing else and it was clear that was alright with them. When their stop came he folded up the paper and said to her, this is us. They gave each other a quick kiss and instinctively grabbed for each other hand as they ambled off the train. Their interaction with each other brought a smile to my face. One that was much-needed after a long week at work and the desire to reaffirm my fragile belief these days in the concept of love.
The computerized voice boomed crystal clear over the speakers,
this is the uptown number 2 train 72nd street, next stop 96th street. Stand clear of the closing doors.