Wednesday, January 26, 2011

For Destiny...... ( a character in the book I’ve been writing all my life. lol)

I can tell you a million times that you’re beautiful,

Pave your steps with roses and write a hundred poems just for you.

But how do I tell you your beautiful and make you believe it?



Forget what you see in that mirror,

Forget what you want to reflect.

Because in my eyes you are perfect.

Look into me.... I am your reflection

You are beautiful

You deserve me

Look into my eyes and see.

That I mean this with all sincerity.



You are Beautiful Destiny and I love you.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Author Unknown..... We Gotta Do Better!!!!!

Author Unknown -

When I first heard of the movie "For Colored Girls" I got so excited. I had the idea of getting as many women together that I could think of to go see this movie. I had visions of group discussions and moments shared with one another that would lead to healing and growth, I guess I kind of imagined a Womens Empowerment Conference type of setting.Well after I shared my idea with a few women, reality set in and I realized that so many of us wouldn't be willing to participate for various reasons: You don't like me, you don't care for somebody I might invite, you only hang out with certain people, you don't understand the big deal about Tyler Perry making yet another movie about black people and our issues for all the world to see, you don't like crowds, so n so is too ghetto, such and such is too uppity etc... It has ALWAYS amazed me that we as black women are each others biggest critics. We are the quickest to bring each other down, find each others faults and nit pick at a sister until she has nothing left, nothing left to give and then we step over her and call her worthless. We take the prettiest women and tear them down for thinking "they are cute" but turn around and dog the average sista because "she know she should take better care of herself than that - can't believe she got a man!" We call strong women female dogs and accuse weaker women of riding somebody else's coat tails. We tell a big sista to put down her burger and turn around and criticize a skinny woman for not picking one up. We ride the loud mouth woman for "talking to darn much" and likewise torment the quiet woman for "Being too quiet and needing to take up for herself" Sad part is we don't discriminate, we talk about everybody!!!I've watched women dog out everybody from Oprah for catering to white people and Halle Berry for not being able to keep a man to young Willow Smith for acting to darn grown in her recent video. All of these females are successful and there is something about each one of them to be proud of but a lot of us can't seem to see that. I have to wonder since we all share a common thread (whether we want to admit it or not) is there something about ourselves that we don't like, what has happened to us that we cannot seem to get along. Why is that we fight amongst ourselves, backstab & steal each others men(only to find out we should have left him where we found him). We cannot seem to be unified to support and stick up for one another. Everybody seems to be out for themselves while other groups unite against us but nobody else has to bring us down because we trample on the spirits of each other daily. Even if you live in a mini mansion, drive a luxury car, have good credit, rich handsome husband etc, this does not mean that should look down your nose at the woman with 4 kids, no husband, living in income based housing struggling to keep her lights on. We ALWAYS think the grass is greener on the other side, I had a woman who's child father is MIA tell me that I should never complain because I receive a decent amount of child support and I laughed and let her know that I would gladly give every dime back if he would come relieve some of this overwhelming pressure of feeling inadequate as a parent. If I could get just one full night of sleep or not always be on the verge of losing my job because Im the one that has to call off or leave work for one reason or another to accommodate my child - yeah he could DEFINITELY have his money if I could have some peace! Money alone doesn't make you happy (not true happiness), good credit doesn't keep you satisfied, beauty doesn't make you any less insecure, fame doesn't make you less vulnerable or cause you to be a good judge of character and being stuck up and mean doesn't keep you warm at night or prevent you from being lonely.You don't know how the sista sitting right next to could have carefully put on her make up this morning to hide the beating from last night. The teacher you handed your child over to this morning could have sent her children off to school from a dark house with empty bellies. The teller you just got rude with at the bank could know that today is her last day on her job and have no idea how she is going to survive past next weekend. The sista at the office that appears so busy could be typing her goodbyes to all the people that she loves because she plans to blow her brains out tonight after she tucks her babies into bed. The woman you pass in the hallway could be on her way to have an abortion because she fears what others might think or how the woman that sent you this e-mail may drink an over abundance of alcohol every night to mask the nightmares of an abusive childhood. Ladies we HAVE TO DO BETTER!!! I'm not suggesting that we all like each other and be phony, But I am asking that we all try to respect each other. You HAVE NO IDEA what the next woman is going through, you don't know what past or current hurt and pains have shaped her into who she is today. We spend so much time trying to be as strong and hard as we are expected to be that we end up cracking from the inside out piece by piece. If we would spend 1/3 of the time we spend tearing each other down to build someone up, encourage someone, show someone some love, we could truly make a difference and save someone's life. PLEASE don't be the straw that breaks another woman's back. Believe me when I tell you that there is a woman out there that needs your smile, your hug, your support, your prayer. I hope that you read this and get something out of it other than a laugh and that you pass this on to as many women as you can to let someone know that you believe they are somebody special and that if need be you are available to listen. Nothing bad is going to happen if you don't forward this e-mail but I'd like to think that something positive will happen if you choose to pass it along. May favor be extended to each and everyone of your lives, keep your head up and know that someone somewhere cares!!

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Someone Once Told me.....


After a while you learn...
The subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't always mean security and you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child and you learn, to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much so you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers and you learn that you really can endure you really are strong you really do have worth and you learn and you learn with every goodbye, you learn.....


(This is not written by me I just love this, Someone sent it to me when I really needed it and I kept it, just incase I ever needed it again. Today I feel like someone else can use it, so im sharing)
Pain is a part of life and even though sometimes it feels like the worst part, It can be the most amazing part too. We learn so much about ourselves thru heartache and the more we learn the more growth is possible. Im so much stronger today than I was when I needed these words.... This too will pass, just make sure you take from it what you need and use it to grow.
I love all my followers ........ Big hugs and Smooches.

The Tattoo

I feel you deep inside of me.
Deeper than my skin,
Deeper than my body
You flow thru my veins
You're embedded in my soul
Everlasting
An unforgettable impression
Incredible,
I love you
So much it hurts
But the pain is pleasurable
So much it works
Our souls connect
My flesh submits
You give substance to everlasting.
You put the sun and stars at arms reach
And nothing seem impossible
You give me hope,
I give blood,
I give body
I give love
I give forever
You make it possible
For love to exist
I give flesh
For your name to relish

Those Damn Oils....



I smelled you the other day,
Walked thru a crowd of people
And smelled the oils you used to wear.
I looked around,
but you werent there.
I went to the stand and brought the oils just to burn in the house.
I just needed that feeling your presense brings.
But without your essence,
The oils did nothing for me.
Every now and again the universe tortures me with a breeze,
And I smell you briefly.
I used to love that scent,
Now I hate that shit.

Lips I cant Forget...

Lips like pillows,
Soft and send me Dreaming
Lips so soft, I dream about them.
Send me yearning,
Moaning.
Lips like heaven,
I die to go to them.
Lips like honey,
Sweet as the words from your mouth
Lips that make me humble,
Make those words come out my mouth.
Lips that speak and make my lips wet.
Lips I just cant forget.

Purify Me

Rain down on me,

Baptise me in your holy waters.

Wash away my sins with your purity.

They say you are what you eat,

Well I want to be an Angel.

So I burry my face deep between one,

And taste Heaven.

Taste rain and dew drops,

taste babys breath, until i see stars.

I want to see stars.

Go to other planets, another universe.

I travel out of this world into your abyss,

And find Bliss there.

Rain down on me,

Baptise me in your holy waters.

Wash away my sins,

and make me pure again.

How could this be a sin when it feels so right?

I feel like I've died and you just gave me life.

Rain down on me,

Baptise me in your holy waters.

If this is a Sin, make me pure again.

Rain down till puddles form,

Until pools form,

Until I can swim in it,

And Baptize me in your Holy Waters.

Monday, September 20, 2010

HeartBreaker


Heavy are the shoulders of the one who carries the emotions of others...

They used to say I was gonna be a heartbreaker for as long as I can remember and sometimes I wonder if they subliminally hypnotized me into being just that....
She said I should have come with a caution sign:
Caution she is her father’s daughter
Caution: she would rather push you away than feel vulnerable
Caution: when things get too emotional she shuts down completely- do not take this as she doesn't care - but as she just doesn't understand and would rather focus on something she can control
Caution: she moves on quickly, not because it’s easy but because it’s easier
Caution: Easy to fall in love with, but falling in love with her will leave scars.
Caution: she will love you with all of her heart the best way she knows how.... Doesn't necessarily mean you will ever fully understand or it will ever be enough for you.
We are taught by our families and relationships with people how to love.... How do you learn to be emotional if that's not the way you were brought up? My family spent so much time making sure I was tough enough for this world that they didn't take time to teach me how to be vulnerable or compromising. Suck it up, don't wear your heart on your sleeve, these people will eat you up if you let them, don't be a sucker, trust no one, protect yourself, never give or let anyone borrow more than you can afford to lose........
They used to call me a heart breaker and somehow I feel like they programmed me to be just that.

She said I should have come with a caution sign...... And I told her..... Never give anyone more than you can afford to lose.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Saddest Girl I've Ever Seen.......


She's the saddest girl I've ever seen
And I can't help but stare at her
I wonder if it’s a man or a woman that broke her heart?
Did someone die, or betray her?
Where the scars on her arms and face came from?
Why she's not carrying anything?
Everyone carries something? Why is it so strange to me that she doesn't have a pocketbook or book bag, a shopping bag or anything in her hand at all. She looks like she has a lot of emotional baggage maybe that's enough for her to carry right now.
She's beautiful... But something’s keeping her from being pretty
She looks tough, like she don't take shit from no one, but weakened like she just lets someone shit on her anyway.
I want to hug her, cuz she looks like she needs one
I wonder if she has children?
Where is she going?
Where is she coming from?
Where has she been?
Where does she want to go?
I see hope in her eyes behind the despair. I can tell she's still fighting. I want to say something enlightening to her so she doesn't stop fighting. But I think she might take it the wrong way, or look at me like bitch mind your business. I can tell she attracts people to her but she looks so lonely sitting on the seat by herself
I want to ask her about her story but she looks like she doesn't have the time or energy to explain. She sees me staring and just looks the other way.
I can't take my eyes off of her and when the train reaches her stop she gets up and I catch her eye again I simply say "long day huh" and she sighs and replies. "Yeah another one"

Tuesday, February 2, 2010


I want to kiss those lips.
Thick and magnificent
I want to taste those lips
Wet and waiting
Lips made for kissing
Made for me
I want those lips to kiss
Kiss and kiss my lips
Thick and wet
Soft I bet
Damn those lips put kisses on my mind
From time to time
Wish they were on my lips
Wish they were below my hips
Wish they were anywhere
Everywhere
Put them there
Oh I want to kiss those lips
Watching as words fall from them
Wanting to tell them
Those lips I want to kiss
Thick lips Made for kissing
Made for me
Made for kissing me
Kissing my lips
Wet and waiting
Waiting for my kiss
Waiting to be kissed
By those thick wet lips

Letting Go......


Today I realized that I'm holding on to too much baggage, too much fear of failure and entirely too much of my past situations, whether physically, emotionally or mentally. Where is the room for my future to come in? How can I grab on to what's ahead if my hands a full of this bullshit and baggage from the past and present? I gotta let this shyt go. Right now I have nothing that I want to bring into my future but these things in my life bring me security for whatever reason... Why? I want to live dangerously and trust that there is security in my future, in my dreams. Why do we hold on to people, things, situations and places that don't make us happy? Why do these things bring us security? We stay in situations that make us unhappy, hurt us and sometimes disable us because we are fearful. If you’re not happy in your current situation what are you really risking? losing something we don't even want? That you won't be happy in the next situation??? Seriously?? Fuck this bullshit job, I. Want my own shyt, I want to grow, this relationship keeps me stagnant, this apartment is way too small, my dreams are way too big. Today I'm making a promise to live dangerously. Live insecurely in the things I have, willing to let them go and be faithful that I will acquire the things that I need and want. From today on...If this is not something I want in my future, I'm dropping it to make room for the things I do want. I'm willing to let it all go, so that I have no choice but to grab hold of the future that awaits me. I'm willing to Risk it all.. The bigger the risk the bigger the gain. Scared money don't make money...it’s time to Man up!

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Dancing with the Devil

People be careful of the energy you let into your life. Once the devil is in your life, you are fair game. He will ruin your life as much as you have ruined the lives of others for him. Its amazing how people are so willing to hurt others for personal gain, but feel regret and shame when the victim is close to home. There is such a lack for human life that is sickening... You reap what you sow people. Think about it.




Thursday, September 24, 2009

The Infamous Willie Lynch Letters.

I went to an open mic last night and a poet read some of this letter and it really bothered me. I had heard of Willie Lynch before but at a young age and never really took the time to sit and read the letters. I feel like this is something every Black/ African American person should read and reflect on....... so im sharing it with you today. Please, Please, Please take the time to read it and respond.




This speech was delivered by Willie Lynch on the bank of the James River in the colony of Virginia in 1712. Lynch was a British slave owner in the West Indies. He was invited to the colony of Virginia in 1712 to teach his methods to slave owners there. The term “lynching” is derived from his last name.



[beginning of the Willie Lynch Letter]


Greetings,
Gentlemen. I greet you here on the bank of the James River in the year of our Lord one thousand seven hundred and twelve. First, I shall thank you, the gentlemen of the Colony of Virginia, for bringing me here. I am here to help you solve some of your problems with slaves. Your invitation reached me on my modest plantation in the West Indies, where I have experimented with some of the newest, and still the oldest, methods for control of slaves. Ancient Rome would envy us if my program is implemented. As our boat sailed south on the James River, named for our illustrious King, whose version of the Bible we cherish, I saw enough to know that your problem is not unique. While Rome used cords of wood as crosses for standing human bodies along its highways in great numbers, you are here using the tree and the rope on occasions. I caught the whiff of a dead slave hanging from a tree, a couple miles back. You are not only losing valuable stock by hangings, you are having uprisings, slaves are running away, your crops are sometimes left in the fields too long for maximum profit, you suffer occasional fires, your animals are killed. Gentlemen, you know what your problems are; I do not need to elaborate. I am not here to enumerate your problems, I am here to introduce you to a method of solving them. In my bag here, I HAVE A FULL PROOF METHOD FOR CONTROLLING YOUR BLACK SLAVES. I guarantee every one of you that, if installed correctly, IT WILL CONTROL THE SLAVES FOR AT LEAST 300 HUNDREDS YEARS. My method is simple. Any member of your family or your overseer can use it. I HAVE OUTLINED A NUMBER OF DIFFERENCES AMONG THE SLAVES; AND I TAKE THESE DIFFERENCES AND MAKE THEM BIGGER. I USE FEAR, DISTRUST AND ENVY FOR CONTROL PURPOSES. These methods have worked on my modest plantation in the West Indies and it will work throughout the South. Take this simple little list of differences and think about them. On top of my list is “AGE,” but it’s there only because it starts with an “a.” The second is “COLOR” or shade. There is INTELLIGENCE, SIZE, SEX, SIZES OF PLANTATIONS, STATUS on plantations, ATTITUDE of owners, whether the slaves live in the valley, on a hill, East, West, North, South, have fine hair, course hair, or is tall or short. Now that you have a list of differences, I shall give you an outline of action, but before that, I shall assure you that DISTRUST IS STRONGER THAN TRUST AND ENVY STRONGER THAN ADULATION, RESPECT OR ADMIRATION. The Black slaves after receiving this indoctrination shall carry on and will become self-refueling and self-generating for HUNDREDS of years, maybe THOUSANDS. Don’t forget, you must pitch the OLD black male vs. the YOUNG black male, and the YOUNG black male against the OLD black male. You must use the DARK skin slaves vs. the LIGHT skin slaves, and the LIGHT skin slaves vs. the DARK skin slaves. You must use the FEMALE vs. the MALE, and the MALE vs. the FEMALE. You must also have white servants and overseers [who] distrust all Blacks. But it is NECESSARY THAT YOUR SLAVES TRUST AND DEPEND ON US. THEY MUST LOVE, RESPECT AND TRUST ONLY US. Gentlemen, these kits are your keys to control. Use them. Have your wives and children use them, never miss an opportunity. IF USED INTENSELY FOR ONE YEAR, THE SLAVES THEMSELVES WILL REMAIN PERPETUALLY DISTRUSTFUL. Thank you gentlemen.”
LET’S MAKE A SLAVE
It was the interest and business of slave holders to study human nature, and the slave nature in particular, with a view to practical results. I and many of them attained astonishing proficiency in this direction. They had to deal not with earth, wood and stone, but with men and, by every regard, they had for their own safety and prosperity they needed to know the material on which they were to work, conscious of the injustice and wrong they were every hour perpetuating and knowing what they themselves would do. Were they the victims of such wrongs? They were constantly looking for the first signs of the dreaded retribution. They watched therefore with skilled and practiced eyes, and learned to read with great accuracy, the state of mind and heart of the slave, through his sable face. Unusual sobriety, apparent abstractions, sullenness and indifference indeed, any mood out of the common was afforded ground for suspicion and inquiry. Frederick Douglas LET’S MAKE A SLAVE is a study of the scientific process of man-breaking and slave-making. It describes the rationale and results of the Anglo Saxons’ ideas and methods of insuring the master/slave relationship. LET’S MAKE A SLAVE “The Original and Development of a Social Being Called ‘The Negro.’” Let us make a slave. What do we need? First of all, we need a black nigger man, a pregnant nigger woman and her baby nigger boy. Second, we will use the same basic principle that we use in breaking a horse, combined with some more sustaining factors. What we do with horses is that we break them from one form of life to another; that is, we reduce them from their natural state in nature. Whereas nature provides them with the natural capacity to take care of their offspring, we break that natural string of independence from them and thereby create a dependency status, so that we may be able to get from them useful production for our business and pleasure.
CARDINAL PRINCIPLES FOR MAKING A NEGRO
For fear that our future generations may not understand the principles of breaking both of the beast together, the nigger and the horse. We understand that short range planning economics results in periodic economic chaos; so that to avoid turmoil in the economy, it requires us to have breadth and depth in long range comprehensive planning, articulating both skill sharp perceptions. We lay down the following principles for long range comprehensive economic planning. Both horse and niggers [are] no good to the economy in the wild or natural state. Both must be BROKEN and TIED together for orderly production. For orderly future, special and particular attention must be paid to the FEMALE and the YOUNGEST offspring. Both must be CROSSBRED to produce a variety and division of labor. Both must be taught to respond to a peculiar new LANGUAGE. Psychological and physical instruction of CONTAINMENT must be created for both. We hold the six cardinal principles as truth to be self-evident, based upon following the discourse concerning the economics of breaking and tying the horse and the nigger together, all inclusive of the six principles laid down above. NOTE: Neither principle alone will suffice for good economics. All principles must be employed for orderly good of the nation. Accordingly, both a wild horse and a wild or natur[al] nigger is dangerous even if captured, for they will have the tendency to seek their customary freedom and, in doing so, might kill you in your sleep. You cannot rest. They sleep while you are awake, and are awake while you are asleep. They are DANGEROUS near the family house and it requires too much labor to watch them away from the house. Above all, you cannot get them to work in this natural state. Hence, both the horse and the nigger must be broken; that is breaking them from one form of mental life to another. KEEP THE BODY, TAKE THE MIND! In other words, break the will to resist. Now the breaking process is the same for both the horse and the nigger, only slightly varying in degrees. But, as we said before, there is an art in long range economic planning. YOU MUST KEEP YOUR EYE AND THOUGHTS ON THE FEMALE and the OFFSPRING of the horse and the nigger. A brief discourse in offspring development will shed light on the key to sound economic principles. Pay little attention to the generation of original breaking, but CONCENTRATE ON FUTURE GENERATION. Therefore, if you break the FEMALE mother, she will BREAK the offspring in its early years of development; and when the offspring is old enough to work, she will deliver it up to you, for her normal female protective tendencies will have been lost in the original breaking process. For example, take the case of the wild stud horse, a female horse and an already infant horse and compare the breaking process with two captured nigger males in their natural state, a pregnant nigger woman with her infant offspring. Take the stud horse, break him for limited containment. Completely break the female horse until she becomes very gentle, whereas you or anybody can ride her in her comfort. Breed the mare and the stud until you have the desired offspring. Then, you can turn the stud to freedom until you need him again. Train the female horse whereby she will eat out of your hand, and she will in turn train the infant horse to eat out of your hand, also. When it comes to breaking the uncivilized nigger, use the same process, but vary the degree and step up the pressure, so as to do a complete reversal of the mind. Take the meanest and most restless nigger, strip him of his clothes in front of the remaining male niggers, the female, and the nigger infant, tar and feather him, tie each leg to a different horse faced in opposite directions, set him afire and beat both horses to pull him apart in front of the remaining niggers. The next step is to take a bullwhip and beat the remaining nigger males to the point of death, in front of the female and the infant. Don’t kill him, but PUT THE FEAR OF GOD IN HIM, for he can be useful for future breeding.
THE BREAKING PROCESS OF THE AFRICAN WOMAN
Take the female and run a series of tests on her to see if she will submit to your desires willingly. Test her in every way, because she is the most important factor for good economics. If she shows any sign of resistance in submitting completely to your will, do not hesitate to use the bullwhip on her to extract that last bit of [b----] out of her. Take care not to kill her, for in doing so, you spoil good economics. When in complete submission, she will train her offsprings in the early years to submit to labor when they become of age. Understanding is the best thing. Therefore, we shall go deeper into this area of the subject matter concerning what we have produced here in this breaking process of the female nigger. We have reversed the relationship; in her natural uncivilized state, she would have a strong dependency on the uncivilized nigger male, and she would have a limited protective tendency toward her independent male offspring and would raise male offsprings to be dependent like her. Nature had provided for this type of balance. We reversed nature by burning and pulling a civilized nigger apart and bullwhipping the other to the point of death, all in her presence. By her being left alone, unprotected, with the MALE IMAGE DESTROYED, the ordeal caused her to move from her psychologically dependent state to a frozen, independent state. In this frozen, psychological state of independence, she will raise her MALE and female offspring in reversed roles. For FEAR of the young male’s life, she will psychologically train him to be MENTALLY WEAK and DEPENDENT, but PHYSICALLY STRONG. Because she has become psychologically independent, she will train her FEMALE offsprings to be psychologically independent. What have you got? You’ve got the nigger WOMAN OUT FRONT AND THE nigger MAN BEHIND AND SCARED. This is a perfect situation of sound sleep and economics. Before the breaking process, we had to be alertly on guard at all times. Now, we can sleep soundly, for out of frozen fear his woman stands guard for us. He cannot get past her early slave-molding process. He is a good tool, now ready to be tied to the horse at a tender age. By the time a nigger boy reaches the age of sixteen, he is soundly broken in and ready for a long life of sound and efficient work and the reproduction of a unit of good labor force. Continually through the breaking of uncivilized savage niggers, by throwing the nigger female savage into a frozen psychological state of independence, by killing the protective male image, and by creating a submissive dependent mind of the nigger male slave, we have created an orbiting cycle that turns on its own axis forever, unless a phenomenon occurs and re-shifts the position of the male and female slaves. We show what we mean by example. Take the case of the two economic slave units and examine them close.
THE NEGRO MARRIAGE
We breed two nigger males with two nigger females. Then, we take the nigger male away from them and keep them moving and working. Say one nigger female bears a nigger female and the other bears a nigger male; both nigger females—being without influence of the nigger male image, frozen with a independent psychology—will raise their offspring into reverse positions. The one with the female offspring will teach her to be like herself, independent and negotiable (we negotiate with her, through her, by her, negotiates her at will). The one with the nigger male offspring, she being frozen subconscious fear for his life, will raise him to be mentally dependent and weak, but physically strong; in other words, body over mind. Now, in a few years when these two offsprings become fertile for early reproduction, we will mate and breed them and continue the cycle. That is good, sound and long range comprehensive planning.
WARNING: POSSIBLE INTERLOPING NEGATIVES
Earlier, we talked about the non-economic good of the horse and the nigger in their wild or natural state; we talked out the principle of breaking and tying them together for orderly production. Furthermore, we talked about paying particular attention to the female savage and her offspring for orderly future planning, then more recently we stated that, by reversing the positions of the male and female savages, we created an orbiting cycle that turns on its own axis forever unless a phenomenon occurred and reshifts positions of the male and female savages. Our experts warned us about the possibility of this phenomenon occurring, for they say that the mind has a strong drive to correct and re-correct itself over a period of time if it can touch some substantial original historical base; and they advised us that the best way to deal with the phenomenon is to shave off the brute’s mental history and create a multiplicity of phenomena of illusions, so that each illusion will twirl in its own orbit, something similar to floating balls in a vacuum. This creation of multiplicity of phenomena of illusions entails the principle of crossbreeding the nigger and the horse as we stated above, the purpose of which is to create a diversified division of labor; thereby creating different levels of labor and different values of illusion at each connecting level of labor. The results of which is the severance of the points of original beginnings for each sphere illusion. Since we feel that the subject matter may get more complicated as we proceed in laying down our economic plan concerning the purpose, reason and effect of crossbreeding horses and niggers, we shall lay down the following definition terms for future generations. Orbiting cycle means a thing turning in a given path. Axis means upon which or around which a body turns. Phenomenon means something beyond ordinary conception and inspires awe and wonder. Multiplicity means a great number. Means a globe. Crossbreeding a horse means taking a horse and breeding it with an ass and you get a dumb, backward, ass long-headed mule that is not reproductive nor productive by itself. Crossbreeding niggers mean taking so many drops of good white blood and putting them into as many nigger women as possible, varying the drops by the various tone that you want, and then letting them breed with each other until another circle of color appears as you desire. What this means is this: Put the niggers and the horse in a breeding pot, mix some asses and some good white blood and what do you get? You got a multiplicity of colors of ass backward, unusual niggers, running, tied to backward ass long-headed mules, the one productive of itself, the other sterile. (The one constant, the other dying, we keep the nigger constant for we may replace the mules for another tool) both mule and nigger tied to each other, neither knowing where the other came from and neither productive for itself, nor without each other.
CONTROLLED LANGUAGE
Crossbreeding completed, for further severance from their original beginning, WE MUST COMPLETELY ANNIHILATE THE MOTHER TONGUE of both the new nigger and the new mule, and institute a new language that involves the new life’s work of both. You know language is a peculiar institution. It leads to the heart of a people. The more a foreigner knows about the language of another country the more he is able to move through all levels of that society. Therefore, if the foreigner is an enemy of the country, to the extent that he knows the body of the language, to that extent is the country vulnerable to attack or invasion of a foreign culture. For example, if you take a slave, if you teach him all about your language, he will know all your secrets, and he is then no more a slave, for you can’t fool him any longer, and BEING A FOOL IS ONE OF THE BASIC INGREDIENTS OF ANY INCIDENTS TO THE MAINTENANCE OF THE SLAVERY SYSTEM. For example, if you told a slave that he must perform in getting out “our crops” and he knows the language well, he would know that “our crops” didn’t mean “our crops” and the slavery system would break down, for he would relate on the basis of what “our crops” really meant. So you have to be careful in setting up the new language; for the slaves would soon be in your house, talking to you as “man to man” and that is death to our economic system. In addition, the definitions of words or terms are only a minute part of the process. Values are created and transported by communication through the body of the language. A total society has many interconnected value systems. All the values in the society have bridges of language to connect them for orderly working in the society. But for these language bridges, these many value systems would sharply clash and cause internal strife or civil war, the degree of the conflict being determined by the magnitude of the issues or relative opposing strength in whatever form. For example, if you put a slave in a hog pen and train him to live there and incorporate in him to value it as a way of life completely, the biggest problem you would have out of him is that he would worry you about provisions to keep the hog pen clean, or the same hog pen and make a slip and incorporate something in his language whereby he comes to value a house more than he does his hog pen, you got a problem. He will soon be in your house.Additional Note: “Henty Berry, speaking in the Virginia House of Delegates in 1832, described the situation as it existed in many parts of the South at this time: “We have, as far as possible, closed every avenue by which light may enter their (the slaves) minds. If we could extinguish the capacity to see the light, our work would be complete; they would then be on a level with the beasts of the field and we should be safe. I am not certain that we would not do it, if we could find out the process and that on the plea of necessity.” From Brown America, The story of a New Race by Edwin R. Embree. 1931 The Viking Press.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Don't Get Played!


So about two weeks ago I took my son to see the new movie “Gamer” with Gerald Butler (from the 300). The movie is about a game called “Slayers” where players at home use real people in these crazy warlike boards. All the participants (people in the game) are actual prisoners…. They volunteer to have nanomites and microchips put into them in order for gamers (people at home) to purchase them and play them in the games. Now if the prisoners get past 30 boards then they are freed from prison but….. If they die in the game they die for real. This game is played with real ammunition there is nothing. I mean this game is not a game, it’s the real deal. Crazy right? In this movie there is also a game that came out before the game “Slayers” called “Society”. Now “Society” is basically a game where real life people get paid like a 9 to 5 to become characters in a Sims like reality game. Of course microchips and nanomites allow gamers at home to make you do whatever they like: sex, partying, drugs, raves etc. I mean I’m watching the movie and thinking this is some crazy and deep shit. There are so many moral questions that come to mind in this movie. Like the main thing I kept thinking about was the value of life and peoples lack of respect for it. How could any human being actually feel like it’s okay to purchase and put someone else’s life in their hands? I mean the games don’t look like a video game it’s like actual live footage, these people die on the game and they die in real life. I mean would you take that responsibility? What kind of person does that power over someone make you? Some power is not meant for man to possess. Some people have this sick sadistic nature that overpowers them, makes them do things that are inhumane. Then there is the questions of the people being played, they volunteered for this. How low does a person have to get to allow someone else to have complete control over them? I mean COMPLETE control over them, they are putting their lives into the hands of others. Not knowing what kind of person is controlling them, perverts, rapist, pedophiles, racist. They are blindly giving someone, anyone control over their life. The more movies I see, the more I see lack of respect for life. Even on the news people killing babies, elderly, just people in general and I just see a lack of humanity. This movie was action packed and good prevailed, but to me the movie was morbidly heartbreaking. I left the theater and the only thing I wanted to do was talk to my son about the joy of living and the joy of having complete control over your own life. I just wanted to make sure that he never loses value of his own life to the point where he ever lets anyone or anything control him completely. I mean if you think about it with or without nanomites people let others and things control them, they let money make them do inhumane things, They let power make them do inhumane things to others. People put their lives into the hands of people they don’t fully know or understand whether for sex or money or just out of loneliness. People lose sight of the value of life, whether it be theirs or others. I wonder how people can watch movies with torture and gruesome killing and be entertained? How can watching two dogs rip each other limb for limb be entertaining? How could anyone want to rape a woman and beat her and take away her pride and beauty? Who would want to be a part of a gang that ask that you kill and innocent person, or cut a beautiful girls face in order to be a part? Are we that lonely in a world populated by millions? Are we that far from God that these things are acceptable? I know I know… I’m going in. It was a movie meant for entertainment…… or was it meant to open your eyes? I mean am I looking too far into this or are you not looking far enough

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Broken Wings

One day along my journey I came to a resting place, I was approached by a little bird. She was the most beautiful bird I had ever seen, and something about her eyes captivated me, we chatted and I fell in love and we traveled quite some time together and one day I asked the little bird to fly away with me. She looked at me sadly and told me that she could not fly away even though she desperately wanted too…. She explained that someone hurt her and left her broken, broken wings can’t fly…… I stayed as long as I could with my little bird hoping that I could fix her broken wing and we could fly away together….. but the wing didn’t mend and I had to continue my journey alone. Sometimes along our journey we find people or situations that hurt us, they leave us broken and we take on emotional baggage…. The challenge is not letting that pain keep you from flying….. A part of healing is accepting and letting go.

We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the life that is waiting for us.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Heart Broken...........



I just wanted to share this video with you…. I love this video, it’s so raw, emotional and so true. It’s crazy how when we are hurt in a relationship it’s like our heart doesn’t even belong to us anymore. Your just so hurt or void; we carry that emptiness to the next relationship not able to give our all because someone else still has our heart or a piece of it. I wish it were easy to let go of emotional baggage sometimes, easier to collect all the pieces of our broken hearts back from the people who stole them. I wish more people could be whole. I think the main reason people can’t do this is because they can’t accept that the relationship is over. We need more acceptance and less expectations. We build up these huge expectations for a person and a relationship and when they fall short or it ends, we find it hard to accept that it’s over. The people in your life are a reflection of you….. If things are not working out it’s because that person no longer reflects who you are. I mean relationships should be as easy as friendships. It’s hard to accept that you are growing apart in a friendship, I know for me I grown apart from friends as we have taken different paths. But when my friends no longer reflect or represent who I am, I have no problem letting them go. But why is it that when this happens in a relationship people try so hard to keep it together. I mean sometimes people even go as far as thinking they can change someone. People are brought into your life for a reason, season or lifetime. Accept that everyone will not be able to stay……but everyone has a purpose in your life. (Even the bad) Learn from each experience and move on. The more you hold on to that baggage the less room you have for someone worthy in your life. Let’s take back the pieces of our hearts people….. and nurture them with the lessons learned.

SoulStar

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Difficulties.........

Today I'm going to share something from one of my favorite philosophers...... Osho this piece is called Difficulties and sometimes I like to read this passage to remind myself that I can use every experience as a stepping stone and that every block in the road has a purpose. I hope you all take from it, what I have..... enjoy.



SoulStar.



Difficulties are always there. They are a part of life. And it is good that they are there, otherwise there would be no growth. Difficulties are challenges. They provoke you to work, to think, to find ways to overcome them. The very effort is essential. So always take difficulties as blessings. Without difficulties, we would be nowhere. Bigger difficulties come- that means that existence is looking after you; it is giving you more challenges. And the more you solve them, the greater challenges will be waiting for you. Only at the last moment, difficulties disappear, but that last moment comes only because of difficulties.



So never take difficulty negatively. Find something positive in it. The same rock blocking the path can function as a stepping stone. If there is no rock in the path, you would never rise up. And the very process of going above it, making it a stepping stone, gives you a new altitude of being. So once you think about life creatively, then everything is useful and everything has something to give you. Nothing is meaningless. --Osho

Monday, August 17, 2009

Beware of Vampires..............


Okay I have to admit I’m a huge fan of True Blood and Twilight and I have had this crazy fascination about vampires ever since Brad Pitt in Interview with a vampire. I mean people like Ann Rice have glamorized vampires so much that people just wanna grow fangs and bite someone. I mean come on, vampires are so cool right, too bad they aren’t real. The crazy thing is vampires are very much real and living amongst us. I mean don’t get me wrong they aren’t pale skinned, fang flaunting, night crawling, blood sucking vampires. Vampires look like every day people, walk the streets with us, work with us, live with us and babysit our kids; they are the girls at the beauty salon, and the people you deal with at work. They don’t suck your blood; they just drain your energy and leave you dry and miserable. Some Vampires don’t even know they are sucking you dry, most people aren’t even aware they are victims. Oh but don’t get things twisted, these vampires turn you into vampires as well; They suck you hollow so that your dreams look so far from reality that you don’t want anyone else to dream. So you start putting out negative energy like them, complaining, gossiping, getting mad over nothing then you start sucking others dry. These people are called Spiritual Vampires and they are EVERY WHERE. Think about it, do you have that friend that every time you speak to her or him, you come all excited about something, full of life and energy and excitement, but by the time you leave the person your whole mood changes. You aren’t even excited about your news anymore, you feel drained of your energy and void. I mean sometimes it’s direct; the person has fifty million reasons why you shouldn’t be excited, why your plans won’t work, etc. Then there are times where it’s indirect, instead of being happy for your good news and pushing you towards your goals they just complain about theirs, how life is so bad for them, how they are so miserable, to the point where you are just in such a bad mood you don’t even feel good about your news. Some people know they are vampires (maybe not vampires but that they are being negative) they want to bring you down, they might not even know the reasons why, but they know if you feel as bad as them, they don’t feel alone in misery. I mean seriously think about all the people in your life who are vampires. People who tell you that you can’t do things, that always want to argue about everything, people who are always depressed and bringing you down with their problems. I mean don’t get me wrong, everyone has issues from time to time, but some people dwell on their issues and give them so much power, instead of looking at things in a positive light or doing things to make changes in their lives. These are the people you need to beware of. If you continue to keep these people in your life they will continue to drain you until you, yourself become a spiritual vampire. Fight Spiritual Vampires, Stay positive and focused. Remember that when people anger you it’s one of the easiest ways to you’re your energy. Don’t be quick to anger; try to laugh it off as much as possible. Remember that your dreams are only as far away as you want them to be. Nothing is impossible if you really want it and nothing comes easy. Don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t do something or that you can’t be something or that it’s too hard to achieve, never let anyone rob you of your joy. The next time a spiritual vampire tries to suck you dry, smile and let them know they can’t have any of your energy today, you need it.
Happy Monday People…… Smooches
SoulStar

Friday, August 14, 2009

Take that... Take that..... Pow!

Question Ladies, Do you feel like its wrong for an "aggressive" woman to take the strap in the bedroom? Why or Why Not? Please Explain.



I mean my personal opinion is that a woman's body is made to enjoy penetration. So why not enjoy sex the way your body is designed to enjoy it. Just because I prefer women over men doesn't mean that my body doesn't enjoy penetration. I feel like allot of "aggressive" women feel that they are less "aggressive" if they receive penetration from their partner. Why is that? We are all women and technically when the clothes come off you cant tell "femme" from "aggressive" anyway. Shoot "femmes" wanna strap too. lol.

SoulStar

Looking For Daddy????

QUESTION?...DO YOU THINK THAT THE REASON THERE ARE ALOT OF "FAST" LIL GIRLS OUT HERE IS DUE TO NO FATHER FIGURE? (JUST A QUESTION NOT MY OPINION)
TINA

Well Tina,
I myself grew up without my father around and I was never a “fast” girl. I don’t feel like its lack of a father figure, but lack of self esteem. I mean my mother always made sure that I knew who I was and that I valued my worth as a woman. She instilled great values in me at a very young age and nurtured them. My mother always made sure that I knew that I was special and that everyone didn’t deserve to possess something so special. (love my mommy) There are a lot of girls with so called “perfect” families, they have both their mother and father in the picture and they still seem to sleep with anyone who gives them a little attention. A lot of parents feel like if they feed and cloth their children they are doing their job as a parent. I feel like it’s a parents responsibility to instill certain values in their children, bring them up to be proud and to know that they are beautiful. It’s when parents neglect to instill these values that children run amuck. They are then influenced by other people who may or may not always have good intentions. I feel sorry for a lot of “fast “ girls, I feel like they act the way they do for attention, for affection and as crazy as it seems, for love. I’m mean seriously no one wants to be a hoe, they just want to fill a void and honestly I don’t feel like they know any other way. I feel like a lot of parents need to start being parents. I had my son at a young age myself, but I make sure that my son knows everything that I have learned from my life experiences. I know ultimately he will have to make decisions for himself but the best thing I can do is let him know the mistakes I have made and how he can do things better and to make sure and nurture values in him that will make him a strong, loving man. I mean our main job as parents is to instill strong values into our children, these are the seeds they need to grow into outstanding adults. If we fail to do that then there are so many negative influences that will grow like weeds and choke the life right out of our children. These values fill the voids that these girls are trying to fill, without them they will remain empty and seeking.

SoulStar