Being Good to Yourself

When was it okay to self destruct in the middle of a revolution?

Isn’t it better to keep pushing, keep fighting and aiming for the better part of the battle rather than slump and waddle in our own misery?

Fine, I agree, we all need a moment to suppress it all BUT pick your chin up, stick that ass out and stride like the Queen you are. We don’t need Kings, they need US.

Keep in mind that every curve we possess, are what they watch (like dogs) to sway and walk their way. We rule this world. It is the age of the WOMEN. Take this ship over and lets get ice cream.

When was it okay to miss what we never had?

Hope for what we’ll never receive?

Make this vow to yourself, you can do better and WILL be better.

Now shake that shit off and throw them the hell off.

Insane Love

I’m a little nuts,
but he loves me.
When I fuss, and may slip, and cuss,
he still loves me.
When I cry till my eyes puff and dry,
he wraps me in his arms and smiles,
whispering that he loves me.
I can’t see his face but as his child I am graced,.
My God.
My King.
Oh, my daddy loves me.


I’ve lied.
My routine has shifted and your eyes have strayed.
Your skin pale, fickle and dry; needing my touch.
I kiss the tip of your nose, snuggling into the crook of your neck.
You pull away, the consuming heat smoothing you.
With a sigh, I twirl a strand of my hair, watching you.
The dawn is near.
The moon and stars have been called away.
You’re still here.
Even through the pain – it’s become a part of you.


Ephesians 6:1-3 (NIV)

Children, obey your parents in the Lord, for this is right. “Honor your father and mother”—which is the first commandment with a promise— “so that it may go well with you and that you may enjoy long life on the earth.”


Here’s the perfect work around, it’s all about how you word things with parents.

My mother’s first response is to call me ‘rude’ if I ever were to phrase an answer in over-analytical terminology. Which give her cause to perceive me as being slick and want to slap my face.


Here’s a perfect example:

“Did you clean your room?”

“Yes, ma. However, the closet of which my clothes lie is unfortunately dysfunctional therefore has lead me to create an army of colors in the right corner of my floor.”

“Are you being smart, little girl?”

“No, ma. I’m just telling you what happened!”


If I were to say:

“It’s clean, I just have to organize the clothes of the floor.”

Her response would still be, “Are you being smart, little girl?” With a twist of, “You know how many times I told you to clean your room? You don’t have manners because you don’t listen!”

In conclusion, really, YOU CAN’T WIN!

Ephesians 6:4 (NIV)

Fathers, do not exasperate your children; instead, bring them up in the training and instruction of the Lord.

Sure but DON’T you dare defend yourself because that means you’re talking back. Which would also clarify what occurred before was, surely NOT, a conversation – rather a one-sided argument. Our parents are our teachers and also our disciplinary, romp smacking, fear thrilling, command offices.

Point is, respect them, just choose better words to save your hind.  Hehe. I can’t wait to be a parent, this is going to be so much fun lol


Shoot the Mirror

Why are we always defiling our human race with anger and excessive eagerness towards revenge? Not only has the subject of race defaced social living standards but it the afflicted our generations to come.

I don’t see COLOR! I see pain, hatred, aggression, ill minded, sorrowful, power leaching human beings.

Kanye West said, “We deal with racism because there are different races. The micro is that we focus on the races, as opposed to the macro, which is the human race. Part of the reason why [we’re] not allowed to be empowered is because of race, people’s perception of celebrity and [how] they present to young black men the idea of making it to the league or making to be a rapper but not the idea of becoming an owner. They would do anything they can to make it seem like a truthful idea, is a stupid idea or a crazy idea. Harriet Tubman said she could have saved many more [slaves] if they only knew they weren’t free. So don’t think that because of all our possessions that we’re free. It’s the mentally, the slave mentally. When we all eventually become slaves to our possessions. Slaves to that perception. Slaves to the idea of being cool. Our power, our oil, since we don’t own any oil, is our expression, is our influence. Don’t never let them take that away. And when we have the chance to express it and to influence, don’t only do it for us, do it for the human race.”

We can’t stand united if we all fight against each other. What are we truly fighting for? Power.



World War III

When is enough, enough?

We’re all a bit, self consumed & insecure – all about our feelings, our happiness, our money, our business, etc. Willing to only fix what affects our daily routines. Well, maybe it’s not worth the resolution, maybe we want to declare war.

To me, anything that affects my mental, emotional or physical state of being, needs to be faced and dealt with immediately. By knowing me, you’ll agree that EVERYTHING affects me in every aspect and I hate to feel uncomfortable around people because I enjoy bringing laughter. Therefore, I’m always the first to initiate the process of conclusion.

What I’ve realized is most times we’re all on a defense, trying to push our point across but failing to understand the reason it all begun – failing to listen. Why start a war when peace bring more joy? So when I ask you, “is everything okay?”, it’s my clear way of declaring peace because when all is fair in love and war, there is no act that is too terrible or too great when you are going after the person you love or making war on your enemies.

They Killed Him

It’s hard being a Christian. Period.

By being raised in the church as a Pastor’s daughter, I’ve received a great amount of pressure. All of which I want to scream about! I’m all for God and His works but when it comes to being pushed to be like anyone but myself, that’s a problem.

Sit up straight. Smile. Greet everyone. Be respectable. Feel no emotion. Listen when you’re spoken to. Blah. BLAH!

Some Christians are the biggest hypocrites I know. They feel forced to live a life they simply don’t enjoy. Didn’t they read the fine print, “hard ships, pain, ridicule.” The number one reason why I love God is He allows us to choose for ourselves and in return, when we choose him, all He’d like is for us to thank Him.

So why don’t you get why God is so important to many? Yet, you’re stuck battling with so many interior misconceptions, failing to understand why we are born and how we truly should live. They killed God for healing, loving and sacrificing Himself for us.

What have you done for people lately?