Would You Mind?

Would you mind if I talked to you for a while
Would you mind if I walked you home…………lol….I know it might be a long walk considering we live in Georgia
Would you mind if I held your hand and carried your stuff lol
Would you mind if I complimented you on how nice you look
Would you mind if I told you I really like you and I’ve wanted to tell you that, a long time ago
Would you mind if I told you I think you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever known
Would you mind if when we finally made it to your home, I gave you a kiss and thanked YOU for walking with me
Would you mind if I asked if we could maybe see each other,,,,say next Tuesday at starbucks, say around 9pm or so
Would you mind if I didn’t wait til Tuesday to call you
Would you mind if I told you your smile brightens my days
Would you mind if I sent you a text with these words…….Good morning! Hope you have a great day!
Would you mind if I gave you flowers for no reason
Would you mind if I asked you to be my girlfriend……:)
Would you mind if I wrote you love notes
Would you mind if I had lunch with you
Would you mind if I told you that, everyday I’m with you feels good and new
Would you mind if I asked you to dance with me
Would you mind if I pulled you close
Would you mind if said I think we make a lovely pair
Would you mind if I act silly at times
Would you mind if I sang you songs even though I can’t sing
Would you mind if I told you I know you’ll be successful with anything you choose to do
Would you mind if I called you by nicknames that I made up
Would you mind if I kissed you again :)
Would you mind if I wanted to give you the moon the stars the sun and whatever other things that seem out of reach
Would you mind if I just simply said nothing and just enjoyed you
Would you mind if I made love to you
Would you mind if we shared thoughts, dreams, and plans together
Would you mind if I wanted all these things and more
Would you mind if they ended
Would you miss it?

Jaheem

Moved to tears as I listen to the story of 11 year old Jaheem of The Virgin Islands. His parents moved to the US where Jaheem attended a Dekalb County School. I'm not going to make this long. Basically after being bullied at school because of his accent for quite some time, little Jaheem came home from school one day and went to his room where he took a belt and went to his closet and hanged himself. My prayers go out to his family. I can only imagine what was going on in his head to have his life taken in such a way. He reminds me of my son. Listening to his mom talk about how happy and playful he was, simply moved me to tears. This was an 11 year old! 11! There are people around us daily that carry hurt or fear or even pain. To anyone that may find these words that think that all hope is lost, please know that it IS NOT!!! This may seem like a cliché but I'll say it anyway........if you need help or someone to talk to, please don't give up until you find it or someone. I truly want to say more, but as I said, I don't want to make this long. Now get out and enjoy life, it's a nice day outside.

Do two wrongs ever make a right?
What does true forgiveness mean?
Does anyone truly owe you?

Hip-Hop

Hip-Hop is
Life’s Journey
Eyes through dreams sometimes covered up by their surroundings
My activism voice
Sometimes a false reality
Reality
Rhythm that cannot be contained without movement
A voice to my community
Underestimated
A movement
Educational when applied through its true form
Chance
A tool that transforms nothing into something purposeful
Opportunity that may not be there in other ways
A swagger that could only be hip-hop
Is not everyone
A story as seen through its creators eyes
A contest
Light to darkness
A stance against the status quo
A gift not to be taken lightly
Art
Pencil to paper
Where the alphabet comes to life
Able to cross genres and leave a lasting impression that lasts a lifetime
Something that was thought to not last long
A line used to gain someone’s attention
Something that comes in many forms
N.W.A, LL.COOL J, Public Enemy, T.I, Common, Jay-Z, Biggie, Luda, Run-DMC, KRS-One, Special Ed, Lost Boys, Nas, Lil Wayne, Pac, Pun, Fat Joe, 50, Puff, Big Daddy Kane, Rakim
Also
The Rolling Stones, Justin Timberlake, Beyonce, Joe, R. Kelly, Maroon 5, Nickleback, One Republic, Cold Play, John Legend, Alicia Keys, James Brown, amongst many others
Setting the bar higher and higher
A dance, a vibe, a beat
You and I
Love
Hip-Hop

Elijah daddy loves you and needs you daily.

Home

Ah home. As I walk through the front door a sudden ah-ness takes hold. While not much is here it's still all mine. From the shoes I left at the door some weeks ago because they were wet from me returning from the car after searching for a cd I'd left on the seat. To the items left on the floor that I keep telling myself I pick that stuff up in the morning. Ah the stereo that seems to be calling out for me to turn on. Before going upstairs there's a brief stop in the kitchen where a box of lucky charms sits awaiting to be eaten for dinner. Yup dinner. Upstairs a camera clings to the door knob waiting the next adventure. Two pair of jeans hang from the closet door seemingly to say wear me. An iron sits in the corner waiting to press the issue. While the clothes in the corner cry for laundry day. 4 books grace the floor along with a school book. Ah home! The many little things that make it. Thank God for shelter! :)

Express Your Self

Expression is one's gift to those left with a touch of life left behind from the giver. So express yourself people. Live Live Live

Rest

You rested in my arms
I watched you close your eyes
A certain peace seemed to breather with you
Protected these arms carry you
Your comfort finds warmth with my soul
Released of all cares deeper you sink
Soft peddles of air escape your body
I reach to pull the cover over you to capture heat
You pull me even closer as if to say these arms are all I need
A gentle kiss I placed unto your head
To my joy a smile graces your face
Even through your dreams I am there
I pray that this never ends
Slowly our light between the blinds begin to dim
Rest my love
For tomorrow will provide a new day
So for now
Rest

My Name Is Jade

I know that, at cost a key of cocaine cost (at the time) approx. $10,000. I know that when stepping it down you’ll make more than double what you paid. I know that a pound of weed can be purchased for $900 -$1500 depending on the season and source. I know that you can double your money in time when breaking it down. I know what it feels like to have bullets flying through trees and the sound it makes when traveling through leaves. I know what the smell of crack smells like. I know what it feels like to be locked up. I know how easy it is to make a $1000 in a few hours. I know what it means to be “the one”. I know what it feels like to get what you want just by asking. I also know what it’s like to have the rug pulled from under you. I know what it’s like to walk away from power, respect and money. I know what it’s like to see someone murdered in front of you. I know what it’s like to be a Vice Lord for life. I know what I know because of life. It has taught me many things. In many ways it has hardened me in ways that cannot be changed. However with all that I’ve seen and lived through I still believe that God protected me through it all. I remind myself that things could be much different. Not only has He protected me and removed everything that was tyied to a certain life style, He is constantly renewing and replacing things that He knows I need. He is my supplier of everything. My name is Jade. While there are many stories I may write about, I in no way want them be glorified. These are just ways to express the way I try daily to submit to God’s purpose for my life. As I said, my name is Jade……….
To be continued…

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You ever had that girl that you liked that you found yourself lose in her words? You ever had the seconds on a clock seem to tick by slowly while listening to her stories? You ever have to play catch up on her because somewhere in her words you just wanted to stop her with a smooth kiss that would leave her asking for more? You ever had that moment when the moment you saw her you knew everything would be fine on that day? You ever miss her when she’s away for a day? You ever want to help deliver her dreams to her? You ever just want say nothing and just while looking at her? You ever want her just because she’s who she is? You ever think about her smile when you’re alone? Or smile when thinking of her walk? Or maybe the way she hums to certain songs? Do you ever want to protect her from worries? Just thought I’d ask!

Today's Quote

"Every person, all the events of your life are there because you have drawn them there. What you choose to do with them is up to you."

-- Richard Bach

Black Females

I love my sisters. Lately I’ve come to the fact that I need them more than I realize. Everything about them is an art. From their curves to their feistiness it’s all about the black woman. She has nurturing qualities that only could come from her. She has a passion which words cannot describe. In her I find rest, love, peace, joy, happiness, covering, understanding, fruit, life, tenderness, and everything else not mentioned that I need. She can see straight through me and know when I need words or love. Her concerns are mine. Her vision is clear and straight forward. She is my gift that Is endless. I’ve come to look into them for so much. I’ve found that they are a vision of who I am and what I need. Their many shades brings beauty to many places. I guess what I’m trying to say is……To all my beautiful black females, I love all of you!!!

I Wonder

I wonder what it’d be like to brush against your skin. Or have my hand grace the small of your back. Or take your hand and lead you to dance. Or pull you close and whisper in your ear how beautiful you are. Or take a walk with you through the park and share stories between us. Or sit in silence and feel like we’ve just shared the world. Or be the protector of your everything. Or give you flowers to brighten your days even more. I was just thinking about those things.

You'll Say

I’d be faithful to you as long as you’re watching. I’d tell you, you’re a queen to your face but treat you like trash when you’re not around. I’d tell you I only have eyes for you, but when I’m out I seek to find who ever will give up the drawls. I’d give you flowers to show my love for you, yet I’ll also send flowers to the others as well. I’d say you’re the greatest, but I will always search for something better. I will spend time with you and make sure I leave enough time to spend with them as well. I will tell you you’re all I want and need, yet my search will continue to have more. I will say I’m not like those other people, but my actions will show we’re the same. I say don’t you see that I love you, and you’ll say…………………

I Enjoyed Life

I enjoyed my life here. I met a lot of wonderful people during my time. From the moment I came into the world I was embraced by many. Life’s lessons taught me that anything is possible if you would only believe. I appreciated everything that people did for me. I smiled, laughed, and even danced at times which brought me joy. I say these things because I want you to know that you too can have joy. You can have peace. You can have love. You can laugh. I left behind gifts for all of my father’s children. Seek them and you will find. There are many stories I’d like to share with you. You can find them in that book called The Holy Bible.

Shhhhh

I’m going to touch every inch of your walls. These chocolate hands will finesse your canvas to drench your loins’ in expected delight. Close your eyes as these full lips kiss you softly in all the right places. Sweet moans of bliss you’ll fill my ears. Those brown hands gripping my head as sweat swipes probe your love box. Kissed from toes to thighs your body raises in passionate preparation of all that I have to offer. With a thrust of our pelvic we become one. As hand to glove it was made for me. Those legs wrapped around me keeping me close. I’ve tasted every inch of your sweet tasting body including where my lips now rest. Just under your lob where your neckline begins are just right thoughts that escape your whisper. Together in song our bodies release with harmonies of eroticism. Curled toes and rolled eyes take you to a place where beatitude leaves you calling for more. I’m going to touch every inch of your walls is all I whisper……..Every inch…..I’m going to…..shhhh

Inside Her

Inside her is jubilance which most don’t get to see. Inside her are the gifts of passion yet to be tapped. Inside her is beauty beyond her pleasant smiles. Inside her shy quiet appeal is earth shattering love. Inside her are words yet to be spoken to her mates’ ear. Inside her are puzzles that if put together properly she’d open you up to pleasures never witnessed before. Inside her is pure felicity that can only be touched through dedication to her. You see there is someone that is meant to walk with her. To bring out those things that is buried inside. There is someone that will add to her everything. There is someone that will speak life into her lost dreams. There is someone that will touch everything and simply rock her complex. Inside her there he shall be…….

Come

Come on and walk with me, talk with me, laugh with me and even cry with me. Don’t be afraid to let me get close to you. I’ll do my best to cover you in all your pain, your hurt, your sadness, your loses, and anything else you may need covered. Take my hand and I will lead you to new beginnings of passionate love. Each day shall be gifts given to me of which I had no idea I’d ever open. Handed to me from the angels of Heaven I rejoice in all that you are. Never to fail in my thirst to please you, I will go the distance in this life with you. Careful I would be, to ensure that our dreams are reality. My love, my life, my hopes and needs; they rest with you.

Jade

I fell in love at 17 with a beautiful person both inside and out. Her laugh filled my heart. I remember the line I used to catch her attention. We sat next to each other in class. I leaned over to her and said, "there's someone in this class that I like". She replied, "who?" A booming "you", fell from my lips. Who'd know that she'd end up my wife and the mother of my child. From that moment my life was destined to become a world wind of life. Perhaps to much of life at times! We went through the phone stage. You know when you find yourself falling asleep talking on the phone about absolutely nothing. We'd go walking and not even notice that we'd walked for miles. All that mattered was that we were with each other. I slowly became a father at 17, because the love of my young life is a mother to a charming little girl with an overwhelming charm and fun loving spirit. Everyone looked at us as "the couple that would make it". And so we married. So there it is...young love.
It was her in the back of those court rooms I'd been in. It was her that always tried to lift my spirits when so many doors were slammed shut in my face. It was her that made my house a home. It was her that introduced me to love. This could go on and on for page after page. She was my light in a world that was constantly trying to darken around me. With all the good, fun, and light we shared, it wasn't enough to keep us together. It's tricky to be in a place where order has collapsed and roles have changed. Sort of pretending and hoping that some day life will return to normal. Only there will always be a this out of place thing that I'm afraid will never really fit. I've always had the ability to adapt to life's many changes. Finally it has managed to throw me a curve that I can't seem to hit. I even question if I should be allowed to swing. Happiness should be granted to those who seek it. Joy should be experienced for those who find it. Love is given to all of us, only so often we don't lead our heart to love. I'm learning that love is learned, experienced, and given only from God. Without a relationship with Him it cannot truly be known. Many things led to the fall of my marriage, but all are contributed to lack of a relationship with God. My name is Jade, and I need love in my life.

Freedom

T.I should not be going to jail! He does far to much good to still have to face jail time. We've all made mistakes in life. Obviously he's made a really big one. However he made some really big and good things happen as well. So come on and say it with me. Free T.I....Free T.I....Louder!!!

My Love

Ask of me and I shall attempt the stars. Trust my love and I will deliver. Take my hand and I'll carry your needs. Rest with me and I'll and I'll bury your worries. Talk to me and I'll absorb your beauty. Lay with me and I'll quench your needs. Share with me and I'll enlarge your territory. Ration to me your hurts and I will cover you. For you I'd give my heart. To encounter but one dance would delight my passion. To turn and open my eyes to days first light and have you there, I'd give my world to share. You make my days and my nights this more amazing. I love you my love....I love you.

Watchmen

Watchmen! I've heard several reviews about this movie, including from some friends of mine. All of which stated that unless you've read the comic books I wouldn't like it. I disagree with ALL of them. I've never read one issue of the comic but I did like the movie. I tend to like well thought out movies. You know the ones that start out all over the place but in the end everything comes together. If you haven't seen the movie I'm about to give one clue away.....Remember he's the smartest person on the planet.....Anywhooo, I'm not sure what the whole nakedness was about but ok. Out of 1-10 I'd give it an 8. Oh yeah, don't take your kids. You will have to leave....just trust me.

Tears

Warning if you just broke up with your mate, this is not good to read!!!

It’s raining outside. Hopefully it will hide my tears. You see I broke up with the love of my life. No fault of my own seems we just grew apart. My dreams slowly became just my dreams. Those hopes we once shared of life’s many treats shall no longer grace us with its presence. Funny how life brings unexpected change to your doorstep. I’m glad the clouds are blotting out the sun today. I just want to curl up and sleep all day. I know time is needed for this pain to ease, but there has to be a “press forward” button somewhere around here. Walking past people, seeing their lives continue as a struggle with this, gives me hope of possible newness added to my life. Slowly my cloudy days are parting, and I begin to feel the rays of sun brushing against my face. As though a wipe of God’s hand my tears are dried. I know everything is going to be ok. It’s just a shame we didn’t make it. We could’ve had the world at our doorstep.

The Dentist

I went to the dentist Monday to get some work done. Being that I don’t like pain I requested to be put under using nitrogen gas. Man o man let me tell you it was something else being that high. If that is what weed feels like I need to stay away for life, cause it was a great feeling. Felt like I was floating over my body. I remember laughing while the Doc. was drilling into my teeth. For whatever reason I found the sound of the drill to be hilarious. I think I even told the nurses that they were pretty. Heck I even called people on the phone. I don’t know what I told them but none of them hung up. Heck I called my boss and she just stayed on the line. Not one of them hung up! LOL! All in all the visit went well. I did come up with a great show idea while I was under. It’s called the Dentist. Basically I came up with characters that visit the dentist. While under the gas they start to tell stories about things that have happened in their lives. One of them is a serial killer. One is cheating on his wife. One is just trying to find the right man. One is in love with the dentist (which is why she always comes back so often – oh the dentist happens to be a female). The other one is in the mob. Now I don’t know how all of it ties together but we’ll see. Oh one last thing, if you haven’t been to the dentist lately, you really need to go. Oh yeah the dentist is black.

Relationship Questions

When a man is trying to win the heart of a woman, he studies her. He learns her likes, dislikes, habits, and hobbies. But after he wins her heart (for some he never did, you just settled), he often stops learning about her. The mystery and challenge of knowing her seems less intriguing, and he finds his interests drifting to other areas.
My question is, is there anyone out there that can explain how to stop this corrosion in it's tracks?

Today

Today I woke up with you no longer a ray to my morning. Today a release was given. Today the taste of you, changed. Today without liquids my thirst has been quenched. Today I turned the page of hope. Today I didn't reach for you. Today I didn't want to hear your voice. Today I left aspiration behind. Today joy filled my morning without cogitation of you. Today my love, it's a new day. Today is Today!

Jade part 3

With no company willing to hire me or at the very least take a chance on me, I decided to start a home improvement company. After all I was skilled with my hands. So I had some flyers printed and off went the business. My first customer was a gutter cleaning job which paid me $45 in about an hour. Now I know numbers and I'm thinking umm not bad. That customer in turn passed my number on to his friends and so on and so until I had a legitimate business. I mean I set my own hours. Did things how I wanted to do them. Yet I wasn't happy. This was not the life I'd wanted. I grew to dislike being the "handy man". I felt like my options were limited. Seemed as though everything I wanted I couldn't have. There was always some reminder that I belonged to the justice system. By now I'd been locked up on 4 separate occasions. All stemming from that one case where I was arrested for doing my job. The terms of probation were much to achieve. Not really the whole staying out of trouble thing, but the monthly payment I was ordered to pay was simply too much. I mean I had a live in girlfriend and I was trying to raise a child, all while being one myself. If payment wasn't on time, a warrant would be issued for my arrest. I was always looking over my shoulder. My inner radar for police grew as time went on. Heck to this day I'm always looking to see where the cops are. If there's one thing I know, it's that the police will smile in your face while locking you up. Each time that payment wasn't made it was an automatic probation violation and a minimum of 30 days in jail. All of which was time spent, just waiting to see a Judge. Who by the way could at any point have me locked up for years. Wow what a way to live. I remember meeting my probation officer for the first time. Officer Butler was his name. Ah, he seemed so nice. That is until I called him to let him know that I didn't have the $425.00 payment that was due. Without skipping a beat he replied, "If you don't have it a bench warrant will be issued for your arrest", and hung up the phone. W.T.F. Now what? Now don't get me wrong I was busting my ass finding work, but it was simply too much. The whole system is designed so that you will fail. I mean anyone that's working or has worked knows that you must pass a criminal back ground in order to obtain employment. Although I was running my own business, I would have rather been working for company. So you tell me how do you do that when you're on probation? Trust me you're not going to find many jobs out there that will look past the fact that you've been arrested and charged with burglary and now you're on probation. So what would you do? Well for me I tried everything. from home improvement, to truck driving, to pizza delivery, to drug dealing....
To be continued...

Fresh Starts

Ahhh newness. Everyone loves it. I mean who wouldn't. Freshness, pure and unspoiled. Unknown and can be made into what you envision. A chance to start from the mark and set a new finish line. Isn't it nice. Unchartered terroritories and dreams. Yup newness is nice. Only lets not forget where you've come from and what you've come through to arrive at this place. Just because it's new, it's not always better. Newness begins from within. Not taking the time to look in the mirror will cause you to take the things you thought you left behind and bring them into the "new". That applies to whatever your new is. Understand that I'm speaking to myself as well. Past experience has made me understand that unless you cleanse your past you will end up with specks throughout your newness.

Chris Brown

W.T.F



http://www.tmz.com/2009/03/05/chris-brown-rihanna-police-report/


Um if ever there was a need for a ass whippin!

Good Morning

Excitedly awaken with great anticipation today. I'm not sure as to why, but I know something good is to happen today. Come what may I'm glad I was granted another day. Goal for today is to flow in love. Lead, not follow my heart. Trust what God speaks to me and simply do as He commands of me. Hope all enjoy the day.

Good Night

Good night watchers of the sea. Good night makers of the light. Good night makers of rain. Good night trees of the sky. Good night animals of the field. Good night birds of the air. Good night nations of men. Good night stars to which I rest. Good night to all. I kiss your lips ever so gently as you rest your eyes. I stand for a moment to catch my dreams of you. Tippy toe away I go. One look over my shoulder as you sleep. Good night my love silent wishes for peaceful dreams. Good night Elijah, Christen, and Nakya. I love you all.

What Would You Do?

I wonder what you'd see if you looked inside my window. Would you notice the empty rooms? Would the lonely halls cry out to you? Would the deaf silence attempt a whisper? Would you see the suns failed endeavor through the blinds? Would you notice the empty cabinets and missing pictures? Would the paintless walls cry out for a voice? Would you catch my wonders of desolate thoughts? Would you notice the dark from which I sit? Would you see the unaccompanied meals to which I partake? Would the endless tosses of sleep wonder your mind? Would you reach to wipe the tears of isolation away? Would you notice the repeated routine of lifelessness? I ask but one more question....What WOULD YOU do if you peeked inside my window?

March 1, 2009.....Can someone tell me why it snowed today.....This is Hot Atlanta! WTH...

Jade pt. 2

As if time stood still I knew I'd made the biggest mistake of my life. I knew I had to right my response. I just made a mistake, they'd understand. So I decided to pull Rebecca Stauton aside and tell her my error in thinking that stuff was left by a previous tenant that no longer wanted it. I offered to get in the dumpster and remove everything that was in there. Anything that was damaged I'd pay for. I told her I thought I was just doing my job and that I lied because I was afraid of losing my job. I swear I meant no harm. Rebecca understood how the mistake was made and told me not to worry about it. I immediately went to retrieve the items from the dumpster. Ten minutes into my recovery efforts a man leans over the rails of the dumpster and calls for me to come out. He asks me, "Are you Jade?" "Yes I am", I replied. "You're under arrest" he said. "For what", I asked. "Burglary", he proclaimed. "WHAT, but she said it was o.k.", I said in total confusion. "Well, she changed her mind", he said, seemingly with some delight. Just like that my world crashed. Cuffed in the back seat of a squad car headed to jail where I was finger printed, strip searched, dressed out in orange, and booked into population. I faced 3 counts of felony burglary charges. I spent 2 days in jail waiting to see a judge. My parents hired a lawyer by the name of Charles Floyd. His only effort in helping me was getting me out of jail by getting me a signature bond. After that he was useless. He immediately tried to get me to settle on a plea agreement, telling me I'd probably only do 6 months. W.T.F. I mean plea for what? Doing my job!? My only crime was not telling the truth when initially asked. Needless to say he was fired after our first meeting. Mean while of course I was fired from my job. Heck they even kept my last check. I had a little money saved and was able to hire another attorney. His name was Dallas Ryle. I felt I'd be in safe hands with him. Now he was good...well at least at doing one thing...which was getting the trial delayed. Of course all that meant was more money for him. Being that I now had a pending burglary charge on my record, I couldn't find a job anywhere. I applied everywhere, but come on....would YOU have hired me? Naturally my funds dried up I couldn't afford to pay attorney fees any longer. I remember going to court one time and my lawyer told the judge he was going to have to drop me due to non-payment. Somewhat lucky for me Judge Clarence Siliger ordered him to stay on the case as pro-bono. Now that was good because it meant at least I'd have an attorney. Yet in his eyes this was a waste of time for him. For 2 years my case kept getting delayed. Finally June 1, 10:45am. I was sitting in the back of the court room with my girlfriend. My attorney walking toward me seemingly in slow motion. Finally reaching me he says, "The D.A just made an offer and you need to take it". As if I could read his mind, I knew he wasn't going to put anymore effort into defending me. So I excepted the plea agreement. 3 counts misdemeanor theft by taking. 12 months probation for each count. Restoration of $6754.00 to be paid out on a monthly basis. All under nolo contendra. Once I completed probation my record would be clean as long as I stayed out of trouble. Finally an end was in sight to this nightmare I'd been living for the past 3 years. Well at least I thought......
To be continued...

Ralph Bunche Black History

I've got a shocker for you...Martin Luther King Jr. was not the first black man to receive the Nobel Peace Prize.....oh the horror of it all...lol..

You're looking at the first black man to receive this honor.

Ralph Johnson Bunche (August 7, 1904-1971) was born in Detroit, Michigan. His father, Fred Bunche, was a barber in a shop having a clientele of whites only; his mother, Olive (Johnson) Bunche, was an amateur musician; his grandmother, «Nana» Johnson, who lived with the family, had been born into slavery. When Bunche was ten years old, the family moved to Albuquerque, New Mexico, in the hope that the poor health of his parents would improve in the dry climate. Both, however, died two years later. His grandmother, an indomitable woman who appeared Caucasian «on the outside» but was «all black fervor inside»1, took Ralph and his two sisters to live in Los Angeles. Here Ralph contributed to the family's hard pressed finances by selling newspapers, serving as house boy for a movie actor, working for a carpet-laying firm, and doing what odd jobs he could find.

Write It!

Write it! While saying my prayers this morning an undeniable voice commanded, "Write it!"

I was praying this morning about being denied what your heart wants. I've always believed that if you want something, chase it until you get. Life says this rule no longer applies. Yet everything in me calls for the opposite of what life says. Understanding that rejection is a real thing, I've learned that you must set boundaries in what you seek. Be willing to stand and say o.k. to not having all that you desire even while chasing it, is true love. That's for anything and anyone you seek. Doesn't mean your desire for those things have to change. What if Christ stopped desiring to save us? What if every time we turned from Him, He gave up? Yes rejection hurts but keep loving anyway. Keep pressing toward what you desire. If it serves to be good, then come what may you've loss nothing if it ends without tangible proof.

Million Miles From Home

"A million miles from home. So far from the place I belong." Awaken to a newness that feels melancholy. The sun doesn't seem to shine in this corner of the world. No hint of lumination in sight to ease this wound. As a lost puppy searching for familiarity I press forward. Transition into fresh starts and unconquered worlds are bound to bring comfort. Goodbye my home, from which I once belonged.

DaShand R. Ray

DaShand R. Ray
I lost my cousin this month on the 17th of 2003. He died after being trampled to death in a Chicago night club. You may remember this because it made national headlines. Several young lives were taken that night. I came across his funeral program while looking for a cd for a friend. Every time I see his picture, it grabs me. He always seems to be staring through me. I swear sometimes I can feel his joy. Though he's no longer here, he will NEVER be forgotten. He was born May 4th, 1978. He had a charm that would just draw you in. Growing up we spent a lot of time together. His future was so bright. He was called home so soon, but I know he's sitting with the angels making sure his love ones remain in the book of life. I like to think that he goes to see the Holy Spirit in His office when he see's one of us headed down the wrong path. Gently telling Him to look out for us. Thanks Shan. I love you, and I miss you.

What am i chasing

Falling for the wrong person can lead you down the road of pain. Chasing the wrong thing is guaranteed to end in destruction. Does the person truly have your best interest in mind? For real, ask yourself that question. Before you ask them that, ask yourself what is truly best for you. Life has this way of showing you everything it has to offer. Yet you can miss so much focusing on the wrong things. Listen for God, he speaks to us in many ways. Determine yourself to get to where He wants you to be. Not many of us are willing to chase after Him. Lets change that!

Inspiration to me

So this morning as I started my day gospel music was playing in the background and I began to think of someone that inspires me. I'm pretty sure she has no idea how much she does, but she does. She's the one that introduced me to this blogging thing. Which I truly enjoy. Expression should be shown in many ways, yet so often we limit ourselves on finding ways to do so. When I met her she was outstanding to me by appearance alone. She's a soulful beautiful person with a outside the box attitude of style. She's one to be noticed. From day one we've clicked like a man and a remote control. Everyday I look for ways to improve myself. I make it a point to do those things that I tend to put off til tomorrow. I want to be smarter, kinder, and overall a better human, and a better man. God places you in places that feed into who He knows you are. We miss it more then we catch it. I believe I caught this one. Thank you Diane "Woot" Feghabo for simply being you

Jade Again

So here it be yet again pen to pad expressing life. From the back of a squad car I watched as my former life of confidence, love, peace, and pure joy faded away as we drove away. A dark voice telling me to sit up. As if to say, sit up boy so that everyone can see you being taken to jail.
Before the epiphany of the above moment I was on my way. Though my accomplishments were minor, they were mine to have. As a child I had a natural talent for fixing things. You name it I could fix it. It only seemed natural for me to apply for a maintenance job I’d seen in the local paper. At 17 I was a shoo-in for the job. Making adult money I moved into my first apartment. Yeah baby, yeah! I had things going for my-self. I was dating the “hot girl”, and lived in a “nice area”, driving the “bad car”. Heck I even got a promotion a few months after starting my job. I was assigned to work at a new complex. There were only 2 of us at the time I arrived. It was myself and the maintenace supervisor, who was hired mainly because he knew how to clean pools. Both of us were new to the property and things were going just fine. I was training my supervisor on maintenance issues and he was training me on clerical duties. Part of my responsibilities was pre-move in (punch out) inspections. Basically making sure the unit is ready for the new tenant to move in. 4:30pm Friday, March 30th, I went to the last unit on my list to punch out. 4:55pm. I lock up the unit and proceed to check the outside storage area which was 3x3 sq. ft of space. To my surprise the space was full of stuff. I mean there was a ironing board, old books, milk crates, shoes, encyclopedias’, a box of glasses, and an old hand held black and white TV set. Man it was 5 minutes to quitting time. A storm was coming and I was ready to go home. I hurried to the office to check our move in-out board. A new tenant was scheduled to move in on Monday. Dang! So the space had to be cleared. Everyone was already gone for the day, and by it being Friday this had to be done. I went back and cleared the space. 2-3 trips to the dumpster and it was done…..
Monday April 3, 9:00am. I walk into the office and right away I sense something’s wrong. I see the office manager waving for me to come over. She’s standing there with a black female whom was introduced to me as Rebecca Stauton. The office manager asked me one question. It would change my life forever. She said, “Jade, did you see any stuff in the storage unit of 735?” Before I could gather myself a “NO” came out.
To be continued…

Nigeria Black History

Little known facts about Nigeria. Of the entire continent of Africa it has the largest population of 115 million people. It's the worlds 5th largest oil producer. It's history dates back to the 5th century b.c. Her people speak over 400 languages, some of which are being threatened with extinction. As with many nations she's still finding her way. With many changes in leadership through the decades, she's seen much bloodshed. With the election of Umaru Musa Yai'Adua in 2007 it is hoped that unity will be achieved throughout it's people, and that what Nigeria offers the world will profit Her much!

I Awakened

I awakened with you this morning, though you were not here. I envisioned your eyes, your smile, your lips and your shoulders. You are by far one too love. Yours are that, that commands an army's attention through eye contact alone. Yours are the deep folds in one's artistic abilities unmatched through your smile. Yours are the oceans waves that kisses beaches. Yours are the canvas I wish to draw a conclusion on with tiny osculations to them.

Mirrors

I reached for you, yet you were not there. I cried for you, yet you didn't seem to care. I wanted to grow with you, yet you choose to stay the same. I needed you, yet you turned away. I whispered in your ear, yet you hated my melody. I tried to feed you, yet my bread you called stale. I loved you, yet it wasn't enough. I prayed for you, yet you continue as you are. How long must this go on before you change these things? How long must I wait for you to finally see? How many tears must I lose before you reach to wipe them away? How long must I stand with empty arms? I reach inside myself to discover these things I seek dwell inside me.

Prince Hall Black History

Prince Hall is recognized as the Father of Black Masonry in the United States. Historically, he made it possible for Negroes to be recognized and enjoy all privileges of free and accepted masonry.

LOUIS ARMSTRONG Black History

(1900-1971) Bandleader, entertainer and the first great jazz soloist to achieve worldwide fame and influence as a trumpet player and symbol of a new music.

Addictions

Today I had to tell a friend off! I mean I cursed his ass out. I’ve reached the point of pure disgust and just plain ole’ pissedofftivity (pissed- off- tiv- ity). The problem is he’s addicted to alcohol and drugs. I’ve held my tongue far too long, and it all came out today.. I’ve seen firsthand what this addiction does to not only the person using, but also the people that care and love them. I’m getting a little pissed now, as I’m sitting this. Inside I’m screaming – Stop being selfish and get some freaking help! You got a PROBLEM!!!! Sorry, I’m still working on that. Love is patient and not easily provoked. I just want the best for him. So, there are 2 things I want people that read my page to do. 1-Is pray for him. 2- Is if you’re dealing with this too, speak up! I’d like to add one more. If you’re one that has a problem, please get help to stop. Please!
I did call him back with more of loving approach. Thank you God for whispering in my ear.

TD Jakes Black History

Bishop came to my church one Sunday morning to speak to men. All I can say is it was TRULY life changing. He spoke in a way only a man could have. He reached so many of us that day.

"You are no greater than what you believe. You are no stronger than your belief system. You cannot have victory without conflict. You can't have healing without sickness. You will never understand pleasure without pain. God's grace is painted on the canvas of despair. The greater the battle - the greater the spoils. Faith becomes the foundation I'm built on.
"Something happens whenever you sacrifice. The enemy is great at changing a word or two!"

Sidney Poitier Black History

This man is my single vision of speaking. His ability to tug at you through the simple use of words is mesmerising to me.

"I'll always be chasing you... Glory."

"We suffer pain, we hang tight to hope, we nurture expectations, we are plagued occasionally by fears, we are haunted by defeats and unrealized hopes . . . The hopelessness of which I speak is not limited. It's in everything. There is not racial or ethnic domination of hopelessness. It's everywhere."

Malcolm X Black History

This was one of my hero's growing up.

"Don't be in a hurry to condemn because he doesn't do what you do or think as you think or as fast. There was a time when you didn't know what you know today."

"Stumbling is not falling."

"There is no better teacher than adversity. Every defeat, every heartbreak, every loss, contains its own seed, its own lesson on how to improve your performance next time."

Marcus Garvey Black History

The Mystic TouchThe Mystic Touch Many years ago we fell asleep by the sedative of the superman, but the mystic magic of nature wand says awake and rise again. Too long has thou slumbered, too long has time passed you by, your work on earth is delinquent and you cannot reign on high. If it's true that you've awaken, good for you,...

Quote of the day

True love looks for ways to say yes.

Qoute of the month

Be willing to climb a mountain of no's, to get to one yes.

Age

When is love at an out of reach state? When is age a defining moment to love or not? Where should the line be drawn between the two? Love comes in many forms. Those lucky enough to genuinely find it will tell you it has no limits. They will tell you it is patient, and kind. Love is pure hope which rests in faith. Above all love is the thing we ALL have, and there-fore it’s the greatest gift we can give. I’ve learned that MY perception of love is wrong. I’ve tried to place it in a box of my likes and dislikes, yet somehow, someway I’ve been proven wrong many times. Love is always within reach. It is what we choose to do with it that makes the difference. Age has it’s many gaps, but if love conquers all then need I say more. Jay Z and Beyonce are 12 years apart. Winnie and Nelson are 18 years apart too. We’ve celebrated their togetherness. That’s their love thing, which shouldn’t be measured by us. That’s they’re thing. Love is open to many things. Find rest in it. I know this is all over the place but that under the weather thing is trying to rear its head again.

What are the main ingredients in a marriage? What sustains one? What should be in place before one?

Still under the weather

Jade

Hey it's me again Jade. A second away from changing my life. My brother you know the one that tortured me when I was younger? Yeah him! Well he got into a fight with of all people, his best friend. Now I'm not sure how it started but I do know how it ended. Keep in mind I was pretty young at the time. Anyway, somehow his friend tried to get my brother jumped after school. Well he did get into a fight after school, but he didn't get jumped. The person that started the whole thing was my brothers friend. Well one thing lead to another, and next thing I know our phone was ringing off the hook with people threatening him, my other brother and all kinds of stuff. No we don't really back down from a fight so it was on like Donkey Kong. With me ready for war. Yes war! My brothers went down stairs and cut the pool table sticks in half, and I went upstairs to my parents room to get my fathers pistol. Which I had done so many times before. Only this time I truly planned on using it. No my parents had nor have any idea that this happened. My brothers didn't even know about me getting the gun. After we finished preparing for battle, my older brother called the enemy to inform him that we'd be coming in five minutes to whoop some ass. I swear it seemed like we were in the cowboy days because everyone seemed to know that in five minutes all hell was gonna break lose. So there we were. The three of us walking through the alley towards glory. Yes glory. When we arrived there they stood. The one that started this whole thing along with his 3 other friends. They came prepared as well. One even had a big ass chain he was planning to use. Now keep in mind I'm probably 12 maybe 13 or so. Everyone else is about 17 or 19 or so. So I really should not have been there. But there I am face to face with the enemy. Suddenly one of them hauls off and smacks my brother. That's when all hell broke lose. I mean there were fist flying everywhere. I was doing my best to keep my brothers from getting hurt but they really didn't need me. That was until my brother knocked one of them out cold and another one came running over to him about to knock my brother in the head with a stick. Thats when it happened. I pulled out that pistol I'd been carrying and aimed it at that boys head that was about to streak my brother and pulled the trigger. Just as my little fingers was able to fire my oldest brother ran toward me and pushed my arm away to keep me from shooting that guy in the head. I swear it was if time stood still. Everyone stopped fighting and looked at me. My brother was hurt, scared and mad and sad all at the same time. As if a bell had rung the fighting was over. My brother took the gun away from me and we all went home. I told him I was only trying to protect my other brother from getting hit in the back of his head. He didn't care. He was just wounded that he allowed me to be apart of the whole thing to begin with. So much could've happened if he'd not been there in time to push my hand away. So thanks Rocky for changing my life.

This was a nice week if I may say so myself. Although there is one thing that keeps bothering me. This week we had our annual employee meeting. Two of my co-workers rode with me in my car. In my cd player at the time was Dave Holister. Not the old r&b music but rather his new sound which happens to be gospel. Nothing wrong so far, except instead of letting the cd play as I would've done if I were alone, I ejected the cd and turned to hot 107.9 which is a hip-hop station. Now don't get me wrong I like some hip-hop too so that wasn't the problem. The problem is, why I stopped the cd in the first place. Honestly I think I stopped it because I didnt want to seem like a lame (which by the way, I'm soooooo not....trust!) because I listen to gospel music, and it wasn't even sunday. The problem with that is why did I feel the need to change to make someone else comfortable. This only seems to happen when it comes to displaying my belief in God. Not sure why this seems to happen, but it pisses me off often. Yes I love some gospel music. Yes I aim to please God. Yet when the opportunity presents itself to show people that you can chill and and fun, yet still respect and love God I sometimes miss that window. I HATE THAT! Other than that this was a nice week.

So Beautiful

Sobeautiful
VERSE I
your my baby my lover my lady all night you make me want you it drives me crazy I feel like you were made just for me babe tell me if you feel the same way
cause it just feel so right I dont wanna waste no time if i had to choose i know im gon always choose to be with you cause girl dont you know
CHORUS I
girl dont you know you're so beautiful I wanna give all my love to you girl not just a night but the rest of your life I wanna be always here by your side
girl dont you know you're so beautiful I wanna give all my love to you girl not just a night but the rest of your life I wanna be always here by your side
VERSE II
when you're not here you dont know how muych i miss you the whole timeb on my mind is how much imb gonna get to make you feel so good like you know i could tell me if you feel the same way
cause it just feel so right I dont wanna waste no time if i had to choose i know im gon always choose to be with you cause girl dont you know
CHORUS II
BRIDGE
BREAKDOWN
VAMP
baby dont you know you're so beautiful, baby dont you know you're so beautiful, baby dont you know you're so beautiful, baby dont you know you're so beautiful..

Musiq SoulChild

Valentine

Well here we are, the big love celebration day. No I do not really believe in the whole Valentine thing but it's here. So for those of you that do.....Happy Valentines Day! I guess I shouldn't say I don't believe in it at all. I should say if you're in a relationship you should be be showing love daily. If you're in the "chase", then it's a good thing to participate in Valentines Day. I like the whole, "will you be mine" saying. However once he/she is yours, show that you're glad they made the choice to choose you, daily! Guess that's that fairy tale in me coming out again. I will add one piece of advice to those in the chase....Be creative.

A little under the weather today.

Master of my domain. Soup Nazi. The Spit Thery. Name this show.

My name is Jade

My name is Jade. I grew up in the big city of Chicago on the south side. I'm the youngest of 3 boys. So some would say I'm spoiled because of that. Because my parents were tired of all the whooping that had to be given to my older brothers when it came to me they say I was spared quite a bit. I say whatever, I was tortured by my brother (the middle one). Though I guess looking back, all those times he'd punch me or bust my chin or give me a knot on my head somehow, or lock me in a dark room, that was just his way of showing me love. Now don't get me wrong we did and do love each other, I'm just the little brother. No worries I got mine in too. Yup growing up in the windy city. Ahh the days when life was just fun, fun and more fun. I remember playing outside riding my green machine and thinking I was driving an Indy 500 race car. My friends and I taking a long bike ride to Forrest Preserve to race down a hug hill that when looking back seems a bit dangerous. I can at this very moment hear the good ole ice-cream trunk from blocks away headed my way. I remember beating my friends at the arcade on everything from ms. Pac-Man to cenepede to mortal combat. Yup we all seemed to be on top of the world. Don't let me start on Atari and colego vision! Oh snap and when Nintendo came out mannnn! Donkey Kong was the junk. You had to blow into the cartridge to get it to play right. Heck sometimes you had to put it in the freezer for a while for it to work. Damn Nintendo games. I remember being on punishment and for whatever reason the sun was the brightest on these days. Everyone was outside! Birds would be singing the loveliest of songs. Seemed as though my friends could fly all of a sudden! Heck even the mean dog on the block was chill. All because I'd be on punishment. Thanks mom! I mean those things never seemed to happen when I wasn't locked in the house. Yeah memories of my childhood are vivid yet life's true ability to become transparent wouldn't hit me until later in life some 750 miles away from the windy city.

Thank you Father for your many blessings. Thank you for the angels that surround me. Thank you for waking me up to thank you. For all of my faults you still protect me. You still love and care for me. Thank you. I ask that you continue to make me over into a new man. Fire proof me in the way only you can. Prosper me in all thy ways so that I may be a light that others shall take up this love of Christ. Thank you for picking me up when I fall. Thank you for the tools of life that you provide. Thank you thank you thank you!!! Thank you that in it all you will get the glory. Thank you. Lord I thank you!

The Chase

A friend of mine asked the question that many of us face from time to time. He asked, "now that I've got her, I don't want her. What should I do?"
My question is when do you give up the chase? There are many factors in the equation of a chase. First there needs to be a self worth established. Then asking yourself what do you really want to obtain, by winning her? Because once the chase is on, it usually becomes more intense. Often the longer the chase the more the commitment of acquisition becomes. Just as a cheetah chases it's prey at 70mph with fierce intensity, so goes the chase of a woman. Yet at some point victory or defeat must run it's course. As that very prey turns, jumps and stops on a dime, so does the male in a chase for a woman. Most times the prey can and will outlast the hunter. Same goes for men and women. Now if during this chase, the prey shows ANY signs of giving up the hunter will get a boost of adrenalin to sustain it-self a while longer. In order for the hunter to give up he must not have gained even an itch of victory during this chase. This is where the chase of a women takes it's turn. Often passive and enjoys the chase she will keep this paste for as long as either she's ready to give in or you've had enough. Again I ask when is that moment? I believe a woman can never be truly understood. Yet I do believe that conclusions can be made using certain factors. One of which is the moment she slows down to let you get a peak of just what it is you've been after. Once this happens you're there! Now it's all on the male. Decision time! At that moment I believe the answer will lull with the very thing it should have started with; your self worth. If you've been satisfied with what's been given back then the chase continues. If not, well I think we know the answer.

Unfair disadvantage. Made to learn life at an early age. Bars blocking freedom erased possibilities. Surroundings of war fair wounded me at the age of 14. Stepped into man shoes at 18. Limited life at 21. Business owner at 22. “Hustle man “ at 25. Married at 24. Home owner at 25. Father to my son at 26. Freedom at 30.

His name is Jade.

She Haunts me!

She haunts my desires with passion yet unleashed. Her glow brightens the sun. Her laughter lifts my spirits. Her zest is admired. She makes me want to be better. She makes me smile with thoughts of her. Her dedication is wise. Her beauty is breath taken and not in the corny way. All this zeal yet I cannot obtain.

Africa

Why is that Africans don't like us black Americans? I know we Americans can have a smug attitude at times. Yet the core of who we are is African. What it must feel like to be born and raised in Africa. A place I envision to be of such beauty. Gods chosen paradise. I know we often fear the unknown which may be portrayed through laughter or tautness. This is our arrogance to believe that since we're not used to something, the something must be wrong. I strongly stand against such stupidity. Who are we to group people into this box of you're not like me so....? I want the connection that we should have to be mended so that we can experience one another unlike any other race of people. It's time to put away our petty differences and come together to rebuild a bloodline that was snatched away so many years ago. We are uniquely linked unlike any other group of people. I'll be the first to say there is much I can learn from my brothers and sisters in Africa. Such as family! Such as strength! Such as faith! Such as recognizing true beauty! Although it's whispered that because I'm America I'm not liked; To that I say forgive me of my ignorance and teach me a better way of intertwining with you, as my ancestors did some 450 years ago.

Thanks

To the mother of my son. I wanted to say thank you. Thank you for your patience with him. Thanks for those times you woke up to give him breast milk when you were dead tired. Thank you for always showing him love even though he may have gotten on your nerves a time or two. Thank you for dressing him in the finest of things. Thanks for giving him the room he wanted (fireman). Thanks for looking at him and allowing him to find peace in your eyes. Thanks for insuring that he goes to the best schools. Thanks for your many sacrifices. Thanks for not allowing anyone to piss you off during your pregnancy. Thank you for the many, many things you do that I have not mentioned.

Just Asking

Do you know when God is talking to you? Do you listen when He’s telling you to do or not to do something? Do you really believe the stories in the bible? Do you believe in heaven and hell? Just asking.

LOVE IS PATIENT

How do you save someone that doesn’t want to be saved? This question was posed to me this week. My response was silent because the person asking didn’t want to hear my true opinion. I believe everyone has their own path to journey into. Unless this is a child, forcing someone to move in the direction YOU think they should is not right. All you can do is make it known you concerns, and wishes for that person. Encourage them by letting them know you want the very best for them. Don’t get mad if they don’t heed you advice. Flow in love, which by the way is patient…ALWAYS and FOREVER.

Today's Inspirational Quote:

"I value the friend who for me finds time on his calendar, but I cherish the friend who for me does not consult his calendar."

-- Robert Brault

Heart broken

Life Challenges

Life and it’s many changes and challenges. From new to old, life never stops. There are many crossroads to bare many of which can truly be difficult. Not knowing if you’re making the best decisions for not only you, but for others that are affected by your moves. All of which are quite frankly, scary. My confession is that I’m scared shitless underneath my for going appearance. I know I’ve made many choices that have not been some of my best moments. I know what I’ve gained from them, and I know what I’ve lost as well. I know I’ll make more mistakes as my life continues. I just don’t want to make the big ones anymore.

Here are 3 truths and 1 lie about me. Figure which one is a lie.

1. I walked away from a pretty successful business one day out of the blue. I just called it quits.
2. I had a home burn down to the ground in Snellville.
3. I sometimes take the plane out and go to neighboring states for a few hours.
4. I play b-ball with several NBA players and I hold my own.

Epiphany Christen McClendon

I’ve watched you grow from the tender age of 4 into the woman you are today. I’m so proud to have been there to watch you bump your head and get up. See you make mistakes, and become better in the end. You’ve surprised me time and time again. I’ve often times put in this little box thinking you weren’t ready for many of life’s changes, yet you endured to become you. You’ve progressed in your arts and in your schooling, a lot of which has truly enlightened me. Through it all I’m glad to have witnessed it all, and look forward to the continual process.

Epiphany = A sudden moment of revelation and change.

I LOVE YOU MOM

These 30 some odd years have brought me a lifetime of joy, pain, memories, and love. Through it all i've tried to remain as I am. Good through and through. I've yet to post some of my stories on here because I'm not ready to reveal me just yet. No worries I feel its coming soon though, cause sleep I find is hard for me to come by. Well maybe rest, I should say. So for now stay tuned. Hey I invite everyone to my church home....Tabernackle International Church. Come anytime.

My Chase

What are you chasing after? If it's not God, then you're chasing nothing.

I Still

I still love you
I still love watching you sleep
I still love holding your hand as we walk
I still miss you when you’re away
I still smile at the thought of you
I still remember our first kiss
I still remember the night you stole my heart
I still want to spend the rest of my life with you
I still need you
I still want to be your everything
I still think you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
I still love love making with you
I still…..

Her

Her smile can brighten your day. Her personality will capture you. Her eyes are mystifying. Her not being around is mind possessive with wishes towering a boundless. Her laughter is head turning. Her style is “watch out there now”. Her sexiness is sleepless. Her future is endless. Her spirit is refreshing. Her simplicity makes her…Her!

Dreams

Dreams
I’ve been sitting here at a lost for ways to form what I’m thinking without coming across the wrong way. Usually when this happens I like to just jump right into it. So, here we go. Yesterday my country welcomed our first black president, President Barack Obama. Such a sight to witness, I’m glad I lived to see that day. I never thought I’d see the day to be honest. I remember years ago saying we’d never have a black president. Yet here we are. Not only is he black, but so is his wife Michelle. A real sister. Strong, smart, brilliant, and tuff, just a all around real sista. Finally someone I can look up to. Someone that looks like me, talks like me, and even walks like me. God has a way of proving him-self everytime (not that He needs to). Only He could’ve done this. That is, bring a man such as Obama into our destiny at this very moment. All things had to align themselves for this to take place. Yet men’s hearts needed to be changed for this to take our history into purpose. Only God has the power to change men’s hearts. Thank you Father for this. I’m reminded as I’m writing this to remember Obama’s still a man. Bound to limitations set forth from God. We have much work to do in these coming days, months, and years. While there are those that will not stand behind our President because of his skin tone, let us not be detoured from what has taken place. This is our time. This is our moment. Our moment to shine. As for me my clock has been reset with a new time stamp. Only it’s a count-down. A four year time keeper. Not for Obama, but for me. What can I accomplish in 4 years? Who will I become in this time? Where will I have gone? More important what will I have learned? You see, there was once a dream of unity in this country, set some 450 years ago when our chronicles were forever entwined with this moment. Spoken some 40 years ago. Mine eyes I’ve seen the rising of the morning son. Now I shall not let its shade blot our my potential. Follow me for the next 3 years. I’m going to place 183 marbles in a jar. Each one will symbolize a new week. I will pull out one per week to show the progression of my movement. So that at the end of it all, I’ll gain some perception of my works. So follow me, and dream.

Today's Inspirational Quote:

"Interestingly, koi, when put in a fish bowl, will only grow up to three inches. When this same fish is placed in a large tank, it will grow to about nine inches long. In a pond koi can reach lengths of eighteen inches. Amazingly, when placed in a lake, koi can grow to three feet long. The metaphor is obvious. You are limited by how you see the world."

-- Vince Poscente

Question for the day is....Why not ask for it?

O Lord

Give me something to say. Give me a night to dream. Wake me a purpose to fulfill. Give me the essence of love. Walk with me a lifelong stride. Give me vision through & through. Give me joy of 1st hour parents. Teach me to stand. Love me more and more. Stay just a while longer. Play that again, that old psalm that speaks of praise. Slow me down, that I may partake of you many blessings. Just as you’ve always done…protect me.

FYI

forbidden by law to watch, let alone compete, in the ancient Olympics. The Greeks believed that the presence of wives in Olympia would defile Greece’s oldest religious shrine, which was located there. However, young maidens were allowed to attend. Any married woman who dared break the rule was thrown from a nearby cliff to her death. Ironically, the shrine that was off-limits to married women was dedicated to a woman, the fertility goddess Rhea, who was mother of the supreme god, Zeus.

Today i'd like to challenge you........Give everyone you like, love, even hate a hug in the upcoming week. No reason just do it!

How we loved but lost

Where do I go from go from here
Having my word turned upside
All my dreams rested with you
Now they fade like barbers chairs
We use to be such lovers
Chorus:
How we loved but lost
How we loved but lost
With tears in my eyes
We say goodbye
Repeat Chorus:
Your touch I shall never feel
That kiss you gave seemed to steal
Even my heart couldn’t resist
Miss you already
Wish this was a test
Chorus:
How we loved but lost
How we loved but lost
With tears in my eyes
We say goodbye
Repeat:
Fade out:

Heaven

I close my eyes and release to the place of pure brilliance. Alone in my thoughts. A clear vessel to be pedestalled above the rest. There in distance beholds such magnificence, which cannot be obtained through life’s journey. Awed by the presence of wonders only a child possesses. I’m found entranced in stale movement. As if a booming voice has frozen me in time. Yet silence surrounds me. Peace embodies me. Simply stated….This must be heaven.

George W Bush

Well we’ve come to the last press conference for our sitting president, George W. Bush. I’m not going to rag him. History has found him in the middle of much kaos and I don’t think there’s a need to really add to his legend. I will say I feel for him, because I think he did the best HE could. He was sort of thrown in office, and simply was not ready for all its duties. I wish him well in his future. He loves this country and that’s a good thing. He is a God fearing man, which should stand for something. So lets all prey for him and his family. Remember he did the best he knew how to do. No need to give his educational history, I think we all know…..:)

You know what I find interesting? Throughout my day I’m constantly having random thoughts to write about. Yet as I set in front of this flat plastic piece of equipment I’m at a lost for words. I try not to cheat myself by just throwing something on the page that really would come across as talentless.
I’m going to assume with everything I have going on, my brain cannot decide on which subject to partake of.

However there seems to be a pull to write about my life. At the current time I’m not going to do. Sorry! So for now I’ll just say…tune in tomorrow.

Friday 8pm (Tabernackle) On stage

Difference

Ugly
1.
very unattractive or unpleasant to look at; offensive to the sense of beauty; displeasing in appearance.

2.
disagreeable; unpleasant; objectionable: ugly tricks; ugly discords.

3.
morally revolting: ugly crime.

4.
threatening trouble or danger: ugly symptoms.

5.
mean; hostile; quarrelsome: an ugly mood; an ugly frame of mind.

6.
(esp. of natural phenomena) unpleasant or dangerous: ugly weather; an ugly sea.
Beauty
1.
the quality present in a thing or person that gives intense pleasure or
deep satisfaction to the mind, whether arising from sensory manifestations (as shape, color, sound, etc.), a meaningful design or pattern, or something else (as a personality in which high spiritual qualities are manifest).

2.
a beautiful person, esp. a woman.

3.
a beautiful thing, as a work of art or a building.

4.
Often, beauties. something that is beautiful in nature or in some natural or artificial environment.

5.
an individually pleasing or beautiful quality; grace; charm: a vivid blue area that is the one real beauty of the painting.

6.
Informal. a particular advantage: One of the beauties of this medicine is the freedom from aftereffects.

7.
(usually used ironically) something extraordinary: My sunburn was a real beauty.

8.
something excellent of its kind: My old car was a beauty.

Not really sure as to why this caught my eye. However this question came to mind....What makes the difference.

Ha

Well not much to say today, do to yesterday topic became such a spirited conversation. While there are several topics surrounding the statement or question, I still feel the same. Say what you will about my opinion, it shall remain open for disscussion. I must say, I do think its a good thing at times, which shall be a topic for later. Thank you for all the heated questions/responses!

Question of the day

I’d like to put a question out there to both men and women.
Do women know what they want?

Today's Inspirational Quote:

"Nothing in this world can take the place of persistence.
Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful people with talent. Genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb. Education will not; the world is full of educated derelicts. Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent. The slogan 'press on' has solved and always will solve the problems of the human race."

-- Calvin Coolidge

Truth be told

Well today has been another beautiful day. Aw the joys of life’s many turns. I made it to church yesterday and I’m so glad I did, cause a brother was missing some Jesus! The over-all message was don't be afraid of things out of your control. Trust that as long as you're in right standing you'll be more then fine. As for me i'll keep looking to the hills, naw let me stop...as for me, I will continue to strive to be better. I will try to press forward no matter what may come against me. Saying that usually brings more challenges but I’ve learned that through my many, and i do mean many challenges I’ve managed to gain quite insight and confidence to know that i can overcome anything in my path. As long as i lean on my believe that Good can and will sustain me throughout. Know i know this is not always easy when going through something, but looking back I know that it was because He said what He said, I made it. I don’t like to get all "religious", I try to be open and honest about life's issues. My belief is if we all lived to help others through our honesty we be a lot better than we are. Smile and enjoy everything...Remember it can vanish in a blink of an eye!

To be fair to myself i had'nt blogged because I was in a funk. I think it was the holidays. I just felt down. My only release was coming to work. For anyone that reads these blogs please feel free to hound me if I missed multiple days of blogging.

Essence Unseen

So the year is upon us. Not sure why, but I’m feeling like gold. Although it’s been a hectic day, I’m still good. Maybe it’s because the year is new, giving us all a fresh start. So with that said, here you go….

Essence of things unseen. We hold in our hands gifts unrevealed with pressure. Calming seconds tic away as we constantly move in and out, in and out of life’s fundamental nature. A chase of inexhaustible passions. We fight on. When knocked down, we rise up. When we lose we shoot for elevation. When we’re hurt, we heal. When we’re calm we’re at peace. Suddenly things clarify even the most time consumed thoughts. As if a wand has been waved things just flow. It is meant for the calming things. Set to have us slow down and take in our days of essence