MPsays, You Don't Know Until You Know. (Segment Two)

Written by Allen Mark | September 29, 2015

Review Segment 1

The time had now come. I had to talk to her. Otherwise I would have lied to myself and who wants to do that? I took another deep breath, exited my homeroom, walked gracefully through the double doors and up to the group of girls. I smiled at the girls of the group and then turned to her. I looked her right in the eyes, smiled again and said, "hello." She, then, looked at me and said, "hi."

"My name is Mark. What's yours?", I said. She recited a name that believe it or not, before that day, I had never heard before. So, I proceeded to the next question. Which was, "how did your summer go?" But just after my question was complete, she quickly placed four fingers on the left side and one thumb on the right side of my neck and began squeezing my throat.

Let's skip ahead to the present real quick. As I type this, I'm thinking, "what the hell was that?" That should have been a red flag to run for the city. I would say "run for the hills" but people die there and are sometimes not found for weeks, months even. Okay back to my story.

I stood firm without flinching. I remained focused on her eyes. I slowly raised my right hand and wrapped my fingers around her wrist while asking politely, "are you through?" She released the grip from my throat, brought her two hands together, and began ridding her fingernails from any dead skin she had collected from my neck. Right then, I should have known that this girl was a psycho. Instead, as I caressed the minor pains on my neck, my inner reaction was feeling the entire action of play as HOT!

The next couple of weeks would set the tone of what we meant to one another. We became classmates associates. Nothing more. Turns out she was in a relationship with one of my childhood friends. It would be extremely rude of me to step in and interrupt what they may or not have. So, I did the only thing I knew how to do. I waited.

In the meantime, I would be meet Angela. We became close in an odd sort of distant type of way. One thing I will never forgot about Angela is our first kiss. It was rushed but passionate. The anticipation of it is what made it significant. We could have had something great. Only, my heart was with cafeteria girl. While Angela was actually interested in my childhood friend, only she was not aware of it yet. Yes, the same friend dating cafeteria girl. Angela and I would remain a couple for four months, from December to March. Exactly one month passed the time of a typical middle school relationship. 

Ironically though, when my relationship would end with Angela, so would the relationshp between my childhood friend and cafeteria girl. Which only meant one thing. There's nothing hindering us from the inevitable. 

Apparently, you don't know until you know.

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MPsays, Walk Out of the Darkness. (2015)

Presented by Allen Mark | September 27, 2015

The American Foundation for 

Suicide Prevention

The American Foundation for Suicide Prevention (AFSP) is the leading national not-for-profit organization exclusively dedicated to understanding and preventing suicide through research, education and advocacy, and to reaching out to people with mental disorders and those impacted by suicide.

 AFSP is also the leader in the fight against suicide. They fund research, create educational programs, advocate for public policy, and support survivors of suicide loss. Led by CEO Robert Gebbia and headquartered in New York, AFSP has 75 local chapters and events nationwide.

Thanks to Walkers and Donors like you, AFSP has been able to set a goal to reduce the annual suicide rate 20% by 2025.

This year's goal for Springfield, MA was $95,000. What amount raised was $42,163. Great job, Springfield!! 

Here are a few walkers from the Springfield, MA community walk that took place earlier today.

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MPsays, October 15th. "HAPPY...! Well."

Writtern by Allen Mark | September 26, 2015


At times we look to certain dates as being special. These dates, they have a bit of significance. Birthdays, graduations, first dates, first introductions. More importantly, anniversaries. Anniversaries. 

We tend to care very much about the celebration of it rather than the actually meaning behind it. We care so much for it that when the reason behind the celebration is no longer there and or present, we think not of the date anymore as being special. In fact, it slowly becomes forgotten. It returns to being just a regular day again.

October 15th? Oh, it's just a Thursday.

Remembering Bronco Billy & Other Lives That Matter.

Written by Mister Promo | September 24, 2015

Dear Friends,

My little sis will be joining thousands of people nationwide, this weekend, to walk in AFSP's Springfield, MA's "Walk Out of the Darkness" community walk. This walk benefits the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention. Her team will be participating for the second year in remembrance of her friend's father, who took his life in the summer of 2014. Please consider donating to fund programs that will help those who are suffering with suicidal thoughts.

Donating online is safe and easy!
To do so, click ~~> Bronco Billy <~~
to make your donation now.

Sincerely,

Lives That Matter.

MPsays, A Quote For A Day. (02)

Written by Allen Mark | September 20, 2015

Feel like another stroll down Memory Lane?
I used to send a quote by text every day.
Until one day, I stopped.
Here are a few more.
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3/4/15
"A mile is only but a marker or a stone.
You could pick it up and throw it.
Instead just make moves however you please.
Whether it's fast pace or slow motion."
- Allen Mark
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3-5-15
"Clear your mind, pray a little,
breathe deep and execute."
- Allen Mark
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3-6-15
"What goes up must come down.
But just remember, what comes down
doesn't always have to stay there."
~ Allen Mark
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3-7-15
"Sometimes the things I say and do
aren't always what I truly mean.
I can only try my hardest to be
the man you desire me to be."
- Allen Mark
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 3-8-15
"When you, so bad, want to yell out,
"ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!"
But you don't. Instead you live life
day to day until you naturally
conquer your trials and tribulations."
~ Allen Mark

MPsays, You Don't Know Until You Know. (Segment One)

Written by Allen Mark | September 19, 2015


When you feel as though you have tried your hardest. You come to a point where you realize it was all for the experience. You try to look at it, anything, on the bright side. When, in your reality, the bright side doesn't really exist. Not in this world at least. I hold more than just some people on a pedestal. I believe that my entire life is held there as well. I have had this idea for so long of a "Perfect Life" that I haven't really taken the time to actually live this life. I mean, the people I've met, the places I've visited, the relationships I've been apart of... What does it all mean? What will it really stand for? Looking back on everything I cannot help but to wonder, what was it all for?

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I remember in grade school. Seventh grade. I saw this face. Unfamiliar. I had been a student of this school for six years and had never once seen this face.  I walked into the caferteria and there she was seated at a round table. Alone. Eating a bowl of milk and cereal. I remember wondering if she was even in my grade. I assumed she wasn't since I had not recalled seeing her face in the 7th grade halls.

I rememeber mustering up the courage to approach her. I had a slight fear of rejection. Especially if she were older and she couldn't have be younger, she just didn't act like a sixth grader. You know? What can I say, I was in seventh-grade and she was beautiful. I began to conquer my fear and put forth one foot in front of the other 'til I reached her side. But as I took the first step two girls approached her. Very happy. It appeared they were joyous about something. I wasn't paying attention to the actual words professed by either of them only because I felt as though I was rejected before actually speaking. She couldn't have known I was coming. She didn't even see me.

The next thing I thought to do was something bold that would take a whole lot of patience as well as time. I waited. Two months from the moment I first saw her it would be summer break. My plan was, when I returned to the school to begin eighth-grade, after break if I were to see her there, first that would mean that she was in my grade and second I would really have to approach her. And with no hesitation. That was indeed a long long summer.

September finally presented itself. It was the first day of school. I entered the building and proceeded to walk up the stairs to the 3rd floor. The eighth-grade floor. As I reached the double doors, I saw a group of girls chatting and laughing at the punchline of a joke I had missed. I began to walk past the girls, onto and through the double doors. Only, I would notice something that slowed down my steps. It was... This face. The face from the cafeteria the school year prior. I remember being completely speechless. Once the moment passed my steps quickened again as I entered my homeroom. I dropped my bag onto a desk, brushed myself off and took a deep breath. I knew what was next. I had waited all this time. The time had now come. I had to talk to her. Otherwise I would have lied to myself and who wants to do that? I took another deep breath, exited my homeroom, walked gracefully through the double doors and up to the group of girls. I smiled at the girls of the group and then turned to her. I looked her right in the eyes, smiled and said, "hello..."

I guess you don't know until you know.

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MPsays, We Are No Longer Friends.

Written by Allen Mark | September 13, 2015

A few days ago it became quite clear to me that we are no longer friends. I know this because conversation ceases to exist since you left. I won't lie to myself, I miss you like crazy. But, this is my reality now. I just have to accept that you are no longer apart of it. Simply because when standing in front of two very opposite paths, one extremely difficult for you to maneuver yourself through and the other where the action of it would be effortless. You chose the easy route. This route you chose ended us. Now you're gone and I'm alone. When we were together we had, what some may refer to as, good times. We've connected on levels higher than I have with anyone else I know. Aside from my mother of course. You and I were good. A little too good, if you ask me. It doesn't matter now.

Although you are no longer around, I can somehow feel your presence within every sunrise.

The Anaglyptography Remains Agapeistic.
This is how I shall remember you always.

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MPsays, He Loves You Too.

Written by Allen Mark | September 6, 2015

Attention Non-believers,

You believe wholeheartedly that there is no supernatural power higher than yourself. There is no God. There is no way you would believe in something you cannot see, feel, nor touch. In fact, to you, a believer in a supernatural higher power (God) is a person playing make believe. To you, this person just has an active imagination. To you, topics of religion and spirituality just make for great literature. As for their temples, its just beautiful architecture.
Praying. What's that? If you mastered a feat greater than you could have ever imagined yourself to defeat, no supernatural being assisted you in that accomplishment. It was entirely the works of yourself. You take full credit. 

Oh and remember that one time, when you were driving late at night and that vehicle came racing out of that side street and just missed clipping the front end of your car by several feet. That was just a coincidence, right? Of course.

Do you think that just because you are a non-believer, the supernatural powers that be do not exist? I'm here to tell you that they do. The supernatural higher power is definitely real. You may not believe, but your parents do, your sisters do, your brothers do.Your aunts, uncles and cousins do. As well as your grandparents. They all believe. So, when you think you are traveling down these roads alone, you (in fact) are not. Prayers are being prayed for you daily. The supernatural higher power (God) is still working for you. However, it may not be because you asked but it is definitely because someone else who loves you did. We all have angels watching over us, to guide us. Regardless if we believe in them or not.

Remember that night with the speeding car? Remember what happened just moments prior to you reaching that intersection? I do. You slowed down because you saw another vehicle on the side of the road with a man and his dog standing next to the car. You thought they were in need of help until you realized the dog just needed a rest stop of its own. So you continued driving at regular speed. Only now since you slowed down a bit you ended up a couple of feet behind your actual place on the road. You say, you were concerned which is why you slowed down. I say, God placed that person and his dog there just so you would slow down.

Some parts of me wonders what would 
happen when you figure out God Lives?

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MPsays, Cruising Is Fun."

Written by Allen Mark | September 2, 2015

It is amazing the things we allow ourselves to do once we put our minds to it. Especially when within the right company who is not only going to support us along the way but will also embark upon the journey with us. Fortunately I was blessed to have it all. For this, I am extremely thankful.

From August 23 - August 29 I was away, traveling with my mother on a Carnival Cruise. We boarded the ship in Miami. Set sail, made stops in Montego Bay, Jamica; the Grand Cayman Islands and Cozumel, Mexico. This was indeed an experience I will remember for the rest of my life. My mother possessed and expressed every emotion possible besides the negative ones, of course. This journey will definitely be tripped again. There is always something new to experience that was not experienced before.

We look forward to crossing all T's and dotting all I's. We have many more years ahead of us and thousands of cities to visit. The question I keep asking myself is, "where to next?" I know where I am off to next. Just as I placed my mind on the prize to reach my goal for this journey, I will do the exact same for the next.

Question is, what will you be doing while I will be completing my goals? Frankly, that is not for me to think about. My thoughts all lay in my own present and future. It really does not take much to figure out what is most important to you, turn it into a goal, and then strive to complete it. If you find difficulties in any of this, I do not know what to tell you.

Anyhow, cruising is fun. If you have never done this before, you should definitely consider booking your vacation today. In fact, do it now. Begin in Miami, FL and set sail from there.

What do you have to lose? Nothing.

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