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Showing posts with label issues. Show all posts
Showing posts with label issues. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

How To handle Living In A Cold World

As time passed, and I became more emotionally blemished from the wear and tear and battle scars from life experiences, I grew a fondness for my new name, I embraced it. Ike(s ) aren't born they're created by their environment through conditioning. It's more of a nurture versus nature thing. Like I said in a past post, I've always been here. I was just crude and not yet refined.

"Ice cold, baby"
You've got to drop the temperature in your temperament in order to adapt to this cold world.
Stay cool, calm collective and under control, at least 98.6% of the time (after all, you're human, 100% is for robots). Get out of your feelings and put them away because that'll get you or somebody hurt!
In the name of self preservation and peace of mind you're better off being objective rather than subjective.

You learn that you'll always keep learning, it's part of life. You learn that life IS a bitch and in order to survive you gotta keep your pimp hand cold and strong.

"The world is filled with pimps and hoes,
I'll just talk about those I know"
-The Notorious BIG
"The World is filled"; Life After Death: 
Bad Boy Records 1997

Do not confuse this with domestic or physical abuse or violence. I am against that. I believe that almost anything can be resolved through proper communication without resorting to violence.

BUT if a chick done lost her damn mind and raises her hand to a man (That is a man not deserving or guilty of anything inexplicably dumb enough to merit being slapped or punched for.) then... That's another story (I'll be writing about that later on down the line). What I'm speaking on is more of a mental state, a focus, a discipline.

You must develop a fine balance between patience and limit your tolerance. Being too lenient and nice is detrimental! It will have you coming off as soft and that will spoil everything.

Always remember, love may come and go but respect MUST come and stay, love can come and go. Never compromise your integrity as a man out of fear of losing (out). That kind of weakness get sensed by your adversary like animals smell fear.

Listen, if you know what's good for you, what makes you happy and better, then just lean back and be cooler than the air conditioners on the subway.

Thursday, January 14, 2016

Who The Hell Is Ike Betina?! Part.2

I get to work on Monday. I rushed to my cubicle already subconscious of the scratches, because "you know how that can get." I kept pinching my collar together to keep them from showing. I thought I could've kept them under wraps at least until they scab and not look so raw.

It just so happened that one of my boys at the job, a real funny guy caught a glimpse as I turned my head as he passed by. The first words out his mouth... "Damn Ike, is she OK?" I replied. "Dumb ass, I didn't touch her! He asked me what happened and I told him but he chose to put a spin on it regardless and ran with it because that made it funnier. Mind you, this is all coming from a crazy guy himself!

For weeks I had to endure him shooting past my cubicle with his mail cart whispering "Please Ike, don't beat Tina" or "chill Ike." Ha, ha, ha... Next thing I knew more of my homeys began casually calling me Ike as if I announced a name change or something. Getting pissed, I tried to do damage control. I kept barking, "my name's not Ike!" but that did nothing but fuel the funny fire while having a good ol' time at my expense. I even tried to act cool assuming it would fade but it didn't. Wiggling out of it or taking it personal wasn't going to help. When your boys hit you with a name usually you've been branded.

The constant "Ike, don't beat Tina" echoed in my head then a light bulb went on. I took the negative and made it to a positive and "Ike Betina" was born. Depending on who I was around, I'd pronounce it "buh-teena" instead of "bee-teena" to ward off any unwanted, negative connotations. Hey, everybody has skeleton filled closets themselves.
I am Ike Betina

Monday, January 11, 2016

Who The Hell Is Ike Betina?!

I call myself Isaac Betina, Ike for short. This is my intro, where my name came from, and what makes me tick. I've always been here, just didn't have a name yet, just an alter ego. That is, until a comedian at my old job gave me one.

It all started when I got these scratches around my neck that came from a disgruntled woman I was seeing. She was very petite, weighed about 106 lbs, around 5'8". At the time I was working out regularly so I was a solid 175.

I went to see her for a bit and thought to go out afterwards. It was a Friday night. I guess she had other plans for an exciting night out in the house. When it was time to leave it became a problem. I knew all the cliche reasons she wanted me to stay and not go out but I do what I want to do.  Of course she tried to lure me into an argument but I wouldn't bite, that's such an old and over used tactic.

When I was about to leave she took one last attempt, this time she got physical. She leaped and wrapped her arms and legs around me like an octopus refusing to let go. LOL! I know crazy, right? Not wanting to hurt her, I walked us over to the bed, peeled her tentacles from around my body and threw her on the bed, she took the opportunity to dig her nails into my neck and collar bones on her way off of me leaving some choice scratches. In other words, she got me good.

Next post, I'll tell you what happened when I got to work on Monday.