Whatever Happened to the Chocolate American?

Say what?   Gimme some mo'!   This is my unique space on the internet, for me to post my thoughts and finds. I am a Chocolate-American originally from California living in Seattle. I coined the phrase Chocolate American because I don't care to be called "black," Negro, Afro-American, African-American, or nigger. My roots are in America and the color of my skin has greatly influenced my perceptions and how I am perceived.

Things I like: world history, anime, hip-hop, the global economy, classy pornography, video games, sub-pop culture, wicked guitar solos, comic books, science fiction, health & fitness, food, pets, and revolutionary points of view.

Things I don't like: corporate slavery, right-wing fanatics, left-wing fanatics, extremists of any kind, celebrity gossip, and people who tell me what I can and can't do who don't know shit about me.

I appreciate any feedback!

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    Primal

    Does anyone else just ge this feeling like your rational brain just turns off and you have the most primal instincts?  I swear all day today I’ve wanted to either punch someone, mark my territory by peeing on things, eat, fuck (not make love), and just be completely selfish?

    I wish I could turn this feeling off, but it actually feels good to admit that I don’t give a fuck righ now.  I just don’t want to feel like this at work or at home (the only two places I ever am).  Optimally I should go work out or something.

    I just want to know does anyone else get this way sometimes, and if so how do you deal with it?

    — 3 months ago
    #primal  #question  #urges