Sibling Rivalry

The act of rivalry is a good thing, in my book. As long as no body gets hurt, it's all good. It's a great tool for companies, countries, athletes, etc. to keep progressing forward withing this competitive rivalry.

Speaking of competition, my brother has a way of getting a rise out of me, pushing me in saying internally: "OK Bro! I'll show youuu."

I often realise, at the end, he was right from the start. Oh well! What would I do without him? I am blessed for having siblings and especially my brother's wisdom to keep me excelling forward to one day say: "Aaaah! Ah! Who's your Daddy now. Voila! Didn't I tell you that I was right!" ;)

Then again, our rivalry isn't about being right or wrong. It's all about being able to see a helping hand guiding us through when we first perceived the message as a sign of let down. You know!

Thanks for the stocks wisdom, Bro! However, I am still your Daddy! ;)

Love and Happiness

Dear Happy, I hope and pray that you're still dancing in fish heaven! Until I see you again, there's a candle burning in my soul for your safe return home.

Good morning world!

I once heard in a Mr. Pendergrass song these special words: "It's so good lovin' somebody and that somebody loves you back. To be loved and be loved in return It's the only thing that my heart desires, just appreciate the little things I do and you're the one who's got me inspired -- Keep on lifting me higher."

Those same special words were once shared with my departing friend "Happy". Not only was I being lifted higher with his friendship, playfulness and happiness, but I always looked forward seeing him performed his happy dance in the aquarium as soon as I walked through the door. So, it must be true: "Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

"Still thinking of the day when you came into my life, what a bond to break, I'll be missing you. Happy!"

PS: My CPR certification course will be obtain in your memory

PS: Hoping to see you dancing up a storm during Caribana ;)

Gargamel's Freedom

Dedicated to the freedom of Mark Myrie aka Buju Gargamel Banton:

Strange, this feeling we are feeling
But Mr. Banton's freedom we will always believe in
I know you may think his faith is in vain
Til Shiloh we'll chant Rastafari's name

For his immediate liberation

Is There A Doctor In The House?

Wings To Fly

Here is to you, my fourth love

Through my father's eyes we first met

And today, I glorify your everlasting presence in my life

In your honor I raise a bottle of fresh cold water

Here is to your continued friendship, knowledge, motivation and unconditional love

If this is a man's world, it would be despicable and empty without your touch

In contrast, my first love will soon leave me broke

My second love will leave me overweight with diabetes

My third love keeps breaking my heart and peace of the mind

However, you my fourth love, only you help me along and made me strong

In the words of Mr. Richie: 

"You, turned me inside out and you showed me what life was about. 

Only you, the only one that stole my heart away".

Here is to you, my love: Music.

Day after day, I'm more confused about relationships
Yet I look for the light through the pourin' rain
You know that's a game that I hate to loose
And I'm feelin' the blues, ain't it a shame

Oh, give me a party beat and free my soul
I want to get lost in your soca wine and drift away

give me a shy smile and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your tenderness and drift away

Beginnin' to think that I'm wastin' time

This life's journey is too far from the finish line

I don't understand the things I do

keep running circles in my mind
The world outside looks so unkind
Now I'm countin' on you, to carry me through

Give me wings and free my heart
I want to fly in this carnival and drift apart
Yea, give me the wine girl and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your African DNA and drift away

Music, I thank you for the joy that you've given me

Because, life is a song worth singing
I want you to know I believe in your songs
Rhythm and rhyme and harmony
You help me along, makin' me strong.

Tic - Toc - Tic - Toc

It all started with a late phone call, the previous night... Ring-Ring.

It's for days like today, God must be working his wonders on my patience and human qualities. Days where I needed to be at two different places at the same time. A day where even the casting director calls on me, directly, insisting my presence at one of the two locations. "Promise me you will be there, Louis" she said with anxiety in her voice due to a missed communication for a commercial contract booking I didn't receive until late last night. "I want to hear you giving me your word, on this, you will stay for at least one hour for the wardrobe fitting." All I could said to myself was: "Here we go again!".

It's for days like this one, I live to write about. Raining days, days where the tic-toc sounds of the clock mirrors the rhythm patterns of my heart. Days where I will inevitably be stuck, neck deep, into traffic and be thinking to myself: "Why me?". Days like today where I die a little with each passing minutes, fighting my way through a tsunami of pedestrians trying to meet my two destinations. It's for days like today I wish I didn't have a cellphone, any minute it will ring and hear "Where are you!!?"...

Midnight was the mark on the clock, last night, and a ring was heard . "Hello!" I said with a smile to the caller, my agent, at the other end of the phone line. And before I could hang up, I shock my head with an exhale and thought: "How on earth will I resolve this one". As the pressure built on my chess, making it hard for me to think, I reminded myself to just go with the flow, keep a smile and wish for the best outcome. If not, then I will live to joke about it. "Bro, guess what happened to me..." or write comments about it in my autobiography. With luck, it may be turn into a scene in my life's movie version.

Long story short, be kind to others was the lesson learned today. I meet my goals by cloning myself with a replacement from a friend at one location, and attended the other in person for the two hours required. My kindness in helping others gave fruit in receiving help in return, and my inner patience was a key element that helped in keeping cool during the extra hour.

Wait, listen! Ring-ring, the phone rings in the living room... Please, let it be a wrong number, this time ;)