Not once in my 23 years living have I made a New Year's resolution. And for the past year or so I've been claiming for a change to take place.  My list of wants have outgrown my list of needs and even still, some of  those wants consists of needs. I've come to a disappointing and abrupt evelation about myself and that list. Once I took on the more realistic responsibilities as a young adult, I actually began to lose discipline. Once that discipline Deteriorated, was when that list of wants was birthed into the troposphere.  Into the troposphere and traveling somewhere between solar powered  calculators, fluorescent lighting and the satellite that operates the Sprint PCS Network....yes I lost discipline. I ran into financial burdens, I  ran into religious facades, bumped into sexual promiscuity, and found  it to be okay to have potential and do nothing with it except drape  "AVERAGE" over my shoulder.

There was something that should've offended my   SELF when I decided to have some type of covenant wit Procrastination.   So I began to think on how I could not just change, but, with the   Grace, Mercy, and Purpose of God actually create a life that would be different from who I am, even now.    My Ravolutions will not be a happy ass wishlist. It's not a list of   hopes and "when and ifs". My finances will be doubled within the next six   months. I will not be in debt to anyone or anything that will cause my  living comfortably to be in jeopardy. My bills, my leisure, my tithes, my LIFE will be prioritized accordingly. I'm not just seeking to get out of debt or clear my name. I'm going to make a successful attempt to   become financially stable. The business, Marsalis Images, will   contribute to this. Prayer and the use of the word  "no" will contribute to this attempt being as successful as it will be. 

My Ravolutions will not be a to-do list to behind a glass so that   friends, families, and those that don't know me can see how HOPEFUL I am. If  faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things  unseen, my Ravolution will be composed of a faithful substance called  NOW. Now watch me gain my breath back. I keep running out of breath and  laughing about it. Now watch me consume more than 8 glasses of water and  make the intentional mistake of dropping the 8 bottles of Mountain Dew that's been replacing them. Now watch me tone up my body into an acceptable image of masculinity that God has called me to be. Now watch me change my diet because the doctor's orders and her warnings did  absolutely nothing for me but tell everyone about how unhealthy I am. Prayer and  the use of the word "no" will contribute to this attempt being as   successful as it will be.   

My Ravolutions will not be the dream that didn't come true. It will not be a fiction based story, based off of actual events. That's just some bullshit. I asked one individual what their resolutions were and he said to do better time management, become a better person, and to become   more productive. His answer drained all interest in my original question. . . . My Ravolution will be to take these ideas, these words, my   laughter, my conversation, my thoughts, my matrix, my white room with the   shiny things, my photography, my art, my poetry, my writings, my ink,  and each and every pen to become a serious impact on each person I speak  to. My Ravolutions will be what lightly tap and leave footprints of   QUILL on the hearts of the audience. My Ravolutions will not be average.  My Ravolutions will not be whatever. My Ravolutions will not be a form of entertainment.  My Ravolutions will not last for 32 days into the year 2007. My Ravolutions will not be 90  day trial to fool those watchers. The watchers who miss what it feels like to be Blessed because they're so busy   watching how God is working on my life.  My Ravolutions will not be yours. They will not be televised. They will not be normal  They will not be the same.  And from this moment on, Comfortable and Average are blaspheming my   life and my purpose. IN fact - -  In fact, my New Year is tomorrow. Because Procrastination made one too many attempts to steal my birthright.   

Happy New Year's.  ~Quill Wordsmith