The Onyx Truth is the “Fuxx Ya Feels” Zone of Pleasure & Happiness

In the world of blogging, you have mainly two types of bloggers:  those who blog to appeal to certain people & those who don’t give a fuck who reads their shit.  I fall into the latter category.

Some would probably think that my blog is written to appeal to a certain demographic (black people) due to various topics I’ve blogged about over the years, but that’s not necessarily the case.  It just so happens that quite a few topics I’ve blogged about probably appealed to a lot of people in this demographic because we all felt the same way about whatever the issue was at the time.  But the reality is, I blog simply just to let my thoughts and feels escape my mind on whatever topic I feel like blogging about that day.  Whether people cosign it or feel deeply offended, I honestly don’t give a shit.  I don’t get paid to blog nor am I trying to become a professional blogger stuck to social media & my laptop all day trying to be the first to talk about what may be hot that day.  I could..but I choose not to.  I got other shit to do like…I don’t know, other shit.

So today, somebody left a comment on my fan page telling me:

“Wow, maybe your spin on everything are off.  Or people just dont want to read into your personal bullshit.  Or maybe your just too negative.  Either way your putting to much effort into a sinking ship.”  — I typed this EXACTLY how he posted it on my fan page, grammatical errors & all.

Couple of things here:  I can’t respect people who haven’t mastered the basics of the English language when it comes to communicating on Facebook.  That shit irks me deep down to my soul to know that there are grown ass men & women, whom I’m assuming have graduated high school or attained a GED, who can’t figure out how to properly put a basic sentence together in addition to failing to understand that the words their, they’re, & there are different words that are NOT meant to be used interchangeably.  But I digress.

Anyways, I feel I have been rather blunt about the purpose of this blog in the past.  I think I have, maybe not…who knows.  It’s not like I go back to reread the shit I wrote (sometimes I do).  But whatever.  Here’s the thing people:  people live & die by what they see on social media, unfortunately.  Dude says I got a sinking ship and I’m assuming he is implying by what he sees on my Facebook page.  Maybe I do, maybe I don’t.  The thing about Facebook is, it’s just Facebook and from what I’ve learned over the past few years in regards to distributing content via Facebook is that, none of that shit really matters at the end of the day.  You know why?  Cause niggas like me got real lives to live outside of Facebook than worrying about whether some random person I’ll more than likely never ever meet in real life likes my shit or not.  It’s really not that serious.  If it was, then I’d be bending over backwards to make sure that everything I posted to my fan page from my site was 100% inline with what everybody probably believes about some situation taking place.  But that ain’t me.  I write what I write, how I write it when I write it.  Shit, sometimes I don’t even agree with past shit I’ve written when I take the time to reread some of it..but hey, it is what it is.  That’s how I felt at the time I penned it and I’m fine with that.  I’m not about to change me to please you as I’m sure you are not about to change you to please me.  I talk shit on my blog and podcast and if people fuck with it, cool.  If only one person fucks with it, cool.  If nobody fucks it with…eventually somebody will, so I’m not even worried about that particular aspect.  But at the end of the day…it’s a blog of mostly my thoughts and a few others here & there.  I’m not about to change my tune on this site to please anybody (unless you start directly paying me, then I might consider it…probably not).

So in the end for those of you who love my shit, like my shit, sort of like my shit, hate my shit, not sure what to think about my shit, I welcome you all with open arms of fake love & fake outrage.  These are just the thoughts of one man living in America interpreting shit as he sees it in the moment.  These are not the thoughts of a man looking to become a journalist or the next “black thought leader”.  These are just the thoughts of dude who thinks all of you muhfuggahs got problems and you all are fucked up and need to get like me in life:  excellent credit, no baby mamas & light skin with good hair. 😬

Your favorite mulatto who isn’t interested in your feels.

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