The Goats of Farmville

Don't ever feel that I have forgotten my blog. Sometimes Farmville on Facebook takes all my energy. Can't Facebook see that we need to hire workers to help? The farms are ridiculously large and we have all those buildings, so why not workers? It is very draining. :)

Anyway, there's so much going on here in the BVI. The elected representatives are trying to add two more friends. The BVI population is about 32,000 (mind you we have about 27,000 vehicles). We already have 13 representatives - 9 in districts and 4 at-large. The USVI has 15 representatives along with the Governor and Lt. Governor for about 300,000 people. Did I miss something somewhere?

What is up with this Government? These days, I am really LMAO.

Even though I am laughing, I am still very worrried because vision seems to have been lost somewhere along the line. When you speak up, people feel that you just like to complain, but if they listen, they may see that you bring a suggested comprimise that will solve the problem.

It's like on some jobs where employees are afraid to talk to their supervisors because they are so demotivated. I still feel the employee has to take charge of that situation and move it forward.

My motto is be a GOAT - not a sheep. I will only be a sheep for Jesus - not for man. On earth, I'll be the goat that climbs and fights my way through once I am fighting for the greater good.

Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa to the haters, downpressors, dividers, abusers and users out there.

In the footsteps of the great Noel Lloyd, POSITIVE ACTION!

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Stressed.....when?

I'm into my music right now just vibing because it is all so mellow. At 10pm - this is the only time I have for ME - noone to disturb, yell, argue with or curse. It's like 'nar bother me nuh man'.

I can sing off-key and feel like I sound the greatest - there are no fights to part or noone to put on the toilet because they are all asleep. Even the TV is just there entertaining itself because at the same time - it's Farmville time.

Everyone needs this personal time or they will turn 'postal'. Trust me - we don't want that. The last person who went 'postal' hung himself while in prison. He was a wonderful person but he had his limits just like the rest of us. Road rage, domestic violence and depression stem from STRESS that builds up and the outlet is clogged.

Employers seem to love to stress their employees because all they care about is WORK WORK WORK. What about your employees - are they physically, mentally and emotionally able to perform today? Slavery has ended but yet the 'Massas' still want to kill us out. They put us in poor working conditions, pay us little and want the world of work to be completed before day's end - of course you work over time but you won't get paid for it!

And yet, noone believes that people are stressed!

All I can say is THANK GOD for poetry and music - my outlets. I do get a little road rage every now and then but I prefer to honk my horn than slam into your car. Keep lite music in your car and it may help to improve your well-being. I am a HUGE Bob Marley but songs like Catch A Fire or Get Up Stand Up do tend to get me riled up! Stick with some Kaya or Natural Mystic and some Etana, Berris, John Legend etc to keep you mellow.

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