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When I was a little boy

Title:Tony-the little boy#1-2014

Title:Me & My favorite dog-PRINCE-2014

Something happened to me that was so profound it would literally form the man I am (today). It was around 1977, I was attending Carol City Elementary (Carol City is a small suburb of Miami, Florida-where I was born) and there was this girl who would always bully me in class name Beatrice Rice, I will never forget that unpleasant villainess, any way...

In 1977 Tony was growing-up in a less-than-ideal "perfect home environment", Which in retrospect like so many other things was the ultimate catalyst to lead me to The DARK WORLD Chronicles. 1977, I was a rotten-evil, little mischievous child at the age of 9 and no one could really control me.

This was more inevitable at school because I was always seeking attention, LOOK at me!!!, everyone and I always caused disruption and caused constant chaos among the other students, I was quit aware of the shit I was brewing-up and in my wicked little mine, I thought ", if no body cared enough at home I'm gonna make someone notice me somewhere".

Well on this one particular day, I was about to be taught two lessons; One by God and one by an Angel.This one day started out just like any other except I remember being in class waiting for the teacher to arrive, minutes passed when the classroom was introduced to a substitute teacher. I remember her so clearly as if it was yesterday. Her name was  Mrs. Smith (here is where the story gets blurry cause the pieces have unfortunately faded over time/no matter how much B-12 I take)... Her first name I don't remember but I remember she had short, maybe dark blonde hair and wore glasses and spoke with a soft voice (very pleasant & calming), I remember this most of all because she was able to relax my insanity in the classroom after I was being a real tyrant over the course of the time we had in class.

The day went on and she continued to shower me with attention and it felt AMAZING! The school bell rang and I proceeded to go home but without any warning and I mean in a flash, my often predicable route home took a drastic turn, the sky above went from bright blue Florida sunshine to an immediate pitch black horrific pouring rainstorm with frightening lightening effects and torrential down showers, Looking back, I felt as if GOD was punishing me for my awful behavior because what normally took me a few minutes to walk home became an instant, fight for my life. The rain was not just pouring, it was pummeling me down to the ground. I have never since that day ever been in a rain storm so severe, so massive in power.

There was a bridge, I crossed every single day on my route to school because our house was so close but on this day it would seem like it was located in the Sahara dessert instead of 6 or 7 blocks away from the school grounds. Everything around me that I could see, feel, touch became slippery very quickly (much like a contestant fondling through a course on WIPE-OUT the television show), I remember holding on to the bars and struggling with all the strength my little frail 9 year-old frame could muster to get over to the other side while battling mother nature's furry, It was really scary (this day is itched in my brain). Another strange thing I remember so vividly about that Florida day, everyone exited the elementary with accurate procession, Some scattering across the empty football field and some just disbursing in their own individual ways-WAIT!!! I just had a flashback: I think there may have been a warning over the school system announcing the storm and urging students to get home safe and they may have dismissed us early (thats why everyone disappeared). I remember everyone vanishing quickly, I was just about to cross the bridge when I turned around and looked over my shoulder and thought, "where did everybody go" when in that spontaneous minute, the rain descended on my weak body. Punching me harder and harder with every rain drop. Beating me-up with a vengeance and I felt helpless so as I maneuvered without shelter to my home, I started to cry.

I manage to get about a few blocks from my street when I remember collapsing and hitting the ground hard because the force of the rain was too extreme and the next thing I remember was a large, tall handsome, Caucasian man coming out in the rain and literally picking me up and caring me into his home.

SHOCKED! was my initially reaction once the entire family gathered around me trying to dry me off with towels and sitting me next to I think was their home fire-place (maybe), I was a bit afraid at first but than grateful for the rescue cause honestly I didn't know if I could crawl home on the sidewalk pavement any more. Next thing I remember was hearing a woman holding court over the entire family, When she appeared, I could not believe my eyes... It was Mrs.Smith, She knew immediately who I was and she greeted me into her home with no hesitation, no restrictions, no judgements. After the day I inflected on her she somehow saw past my facade and treated me like a member of her family. She had a son name Danny, A daughter name Cindy, I think who also wore glasses and maybe had blonde pig-tales (or maybe strawberry blonde) back than and I believe another daughter (I think?) and I don't remember her husbands name either but I think he had short jet black hair with a side-part like a Kennedy luminary from the days in the 1950's, I remember him being very tall with maybe blue-eyes and a very sexy voice and an equally handsome face. Their son Danny may or may not have worn glasses but he did have really curl hair (somehow this one fact is distinctive)-I also think I saw him years later when I transferred to John F. Kennedy Junior High School. There was a Danny Smith on the play ground one day at what we use-to-call "recess" or physical education time which was always excruciating to me back than now I'm a fitness guru... Go figure how LIFE works, anyway... I heard the teacher call a student name Danny Smith and I looked over and saw him. I tried to eventually speak to him but get this, I was so shy growing-up... Outwardly to seek validation, I acted like a jerk but personally, I was always as quiet as a mouse... So I never got up enough nerve to find out if it was the same Danny Smith (c'mon the name is so commonly used).

Eventually the storm passed and for a few months after that, The Smith family would always invite me over for dinner, I remember we had spaghetti a lot, I think because I may have said I love it and going out to have hamburgers is another memory I recall often, Riding in their family car was always a very cool experience because we all got a long very well, We went to puppet plays together and it was a magical time in my life (I will always cherish) but it ended briefly, My mom and I moved out of Carol City and I never saw Mrs.Smith again I don't even remember if I said, Good-Bye! Makes me very, very sad.

I wish before I leave this planet to one day tell the woman & the INCREDIBLE family that came into my orbit for a brief time, THANK YOU for making me look at the world with a different perspective. Meeting you made me believe their is good in people regardless of our racial/ethnic backgrounds.

I like to always give people a fair opportunity when I make their acquaintance and it steams largely from this incident. Meeting the Smith's family left a lasting impression on my heart to always be kind and generous in spirit toward my fellow man.

THANK YOU Smith family, Where ever you maybe on this planet. Pray, LIFE has treated you all very well.



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๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธโšง๏ธ ๐ŸŽถโ™ฟ๐Ÿšน ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿ”žโšฆโ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’ซโœจโญ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’”โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿ”Š๐ŸŽต
Marsha P. Johnson-BLESS YOU!!!

Glad to have met you-Marsha P. Johnson

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PRIDE๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒŸโญ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’ซโœจ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธFLAGS

PRIDE๐Ÿณ️‍๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒŸ⭐๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’ซ✨๐Ÿณ️‍⚧️FLAGS

PRIDE๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒŸโญ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’ซโœจ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธFLAGS

PRIDE๐Ÿณ️‍๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒŸ⭐๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’ซ✨๐Ÿณ️‍⚧️FLAGS

PRIDE๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒŸโญ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’ซโœจ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธFLAGS

PRIDE๐Ÿณ️‍๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒŸ⭐๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’ซ✨๐Ÿณ️‍⚧️FLAGS

PRIDE๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒŸโญ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’ซโœจ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธFLAGS

PRIDE๐Ÿณ️‍๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒŸ⭐๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’ซ✨๐Ÿณ️‍⚧️FLAGS

PRIDE๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒŸโญ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’ซโœจ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธFLAGS
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PRIDE๐Ÿณ️‍๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒŸ⭐๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’ซ✨๐Ÿณ️‍⚧️FLAGS

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TY! Gilbert Baker & Harvey Milk!!!

๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ️‍๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ️‍⚧️⚧️ ๐ŸŽถ♿๐Ÿšน ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿ”ž⚦♀️๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’ซ✨⭐๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’”❤️‍๐Ÿ”ฅ❤️‍๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿ”Š๐ŸŽต

๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธโšง๏ธ ๐ŸŽถโ™ฟ๐Ÿšน ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿ”žโšฆโ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’ซโœจโญ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’”โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿ”Š๐ŸŽต

NEVER was and NEVER will Be...!!!

NEVER was and NEVER will Be...!!!
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๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธโšง๏ธ ๐ŸŽถโ™ฟ๐Ÿšน ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿ”žโšฆโ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’ซโœจโญ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’”โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿ”Š๐ŸŽต
Silence-Justice!!!

๐Ÿ“น ๐Ÿšซ๐ŸŽฅ ๐Ÿšซ ๐Ÿ“ธ ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ“น ๐Ÿšซ๐ŸŽฅ ๐Ÿšซ ๐Ÿ“ธ ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ“น ๐Ÿšซ๐ŸŽฅ ๐Ÿšซ ๐Ÿ“ธ ๐Ÿšซ

๐Ÿ“น ๐Ÿšซ๐ŸŽฅ ๐Ÿšซ ๐Ÿ“ธ ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ“น ๐Ÿšซ๐ŸŽฅ ๐Ÿšซ ๐Ÿ“ธ ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ“น ๐Ÿšซ๐ŸŽฅ ๐Ÿšซ ๐Ÿ“ธ ๐Ÿšซ

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Wonder Woman Sycophantic

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Wonder Woman Sycophantic

Wonder Woman Sycophantic

Wonder Woman Sycophantic

Wonder Woman Sycophantic

Wonder Woman Sycophantic

Wonder Woman Sycophantic

Wonder Woman Sycophantic

Wonder Woman Sycophantic

Wonder Woman Sycophantic

Wonder Woman Sycophantic

Wonder Woman Sycophantic

Wonder Woman Sycophantic

๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ️‍๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ️‍⚧️⚧️ ๐ŸŽถ♿๐Ÿšน ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿ”ž⚦♀️๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’ซ✨⭐๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’”❤️‍๐Ÿ”ฅ❤️‍๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿ”Š๐ŸŽต

๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธโšง๏ธ ๐ŸŽถโ™ฟ๐Ÿšน ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿ”žโšฆโ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’ซโœจโญ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’”โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿ”Š๐ŸŽต
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