(Photos courtesy of Abraham Hicks…..)
A vibrational snob. That’s me. Sure, maybe it means I love to dance. Sure, maybe it means I have rhythm. But I do expect things to happen. It’s like I already know, without anyone telling me. I sense things that only my intuition can tell me. I knew I would get my poetry published for the fist time, months before it actually happened. It’s was thought that just kept popping up in my head. I didn’t know how I knew, but I knew. In November of 2011, I got my first 10 poems published in, “Tulips Touching”.
Last night, I met some random strangers. They wanted me to go to a thrift shop, close by. I said nah.
My show was about to start. The older man knew what show it was. He knew it started at 8pm. He knew the name of the show too. The young lady was clueless. Cute, but clueless.
I said the name of the show just to get a reaction. The young woman was surprised. But the man wasn’t.
I told them Monday nights would be no good for me. I told them the show was based on a comic book. They didn’t believe me.
I don’t have the heart of a hustler, but I think the man did. You can’t get me to do anything I don’t want to, because of this one thing: I am a vibrational snob.
It ain’t gonna happen. If I’m not down, you are just wasting your time.
It’s not my fault I know what I want. I attract what I want. Everything lines up. Everything synchronizes. That’s just the way it has been for me lately.
There’s a lot of bad things that haters wish on me. Meanwhile, God has other plans for me. If they don’t like it, that’s just too bad. If they don’t like it they can kiss my nachas.