I hope I come out with a testimony going through this test that I'am currently going through. Thus the songs and quotes posted for the time being are to offer a little bit of encouragement during the storm.
Many Blessings
Monday, May 10, 2010
In Each Tear...
"... there is a lesson to be learned, makes you wiser than before, makes you stronger than before. No mistake, no heartbreak can take away from what you're meant to be"
Saturday, May 8, 2010
My Life Anthem "Giving It All I Got 'Til I Die"
Giving it all I got 'til I die/ I'm fighting to keep on living/ Nothing worth having in life is ever easy
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Conversations at the Deli Part 1
Girl usually brings in her lunch to work in attempt to save money. However said girl for the past month has been going to Publix on her 30min lunch break purchasing veggie wraps or sandwiches and sometimes avocado and bread (it’s the Haitian in her). Randomly, while waiting in the deli line, girl turns and notices this 6’5, of nice build clearly evident through the soft gray suit he wore, chocolate skinned brother with neatly coiled locks behind her. Perplexed for minute, she failed to acknowledge that it was her turn in line to place her order. Giving her order and walking toward the check out line, she thought to herself she was attracted to this unknown man for all the wrong reasons and dismissed his face from her memory.
Two days after her initial encounter with him, she sees said brother at the Publix once again. This time they both make their way together towards the deli line. With 4 people ahead of them, unknown brother decides to strike up a casual conversation with said girl about nothing in particular; all the while making her laugh through their brief conversations. For the next two weeks said girl and said brother randomly meet each other in Publix, partaking in brief 15-20min conversations.
Preparing for her entrance exam to grad school, said girl goes to the nearby Bagel shop to study. On her third day of studying, the now known brother coincidently appears in the bagel shop. Lifting up her head he flashes his pearly white teeth at her and says good morning. Confused at their meeting yet again, she replies good morning and asks is he stalking her jokingly. Making his way toward her table with his bagel and kiwi juice in hand, he replies no and implies that is may be destiny. And this is where he asks for her number, girl says to herself sarcastically, prepared to turn him down.
To be continued...
Two days after her initial encounter with him, she sees said brother at the Publix once again. This time they both make their way together towards the deli line. With 4 people ahead of them, unknown brother decides to strike up a casual conversation with said girl about nothing in particular; all the while making her laugh through their brief conversations. For the next two weeks said girl and said brother randomly meet each other in Publix, partaking in brief 15-20min conversations.
Preparing for her entrance exam to grad school, said girl goes to the nearby Bagel shop to study. On her third day of studying, the now known brother coincidently appears in the bagel shop. Lifting up her head he flashes his pearly white teeth at her and says good morning. Confused at their meeting yet again, she replies good morning and asks is he stalking her jokingly. Making his way toward her table with his bagel and kiwi juice in hand, he replies no and implies that is may be destiny. And this is where he asks for her number, girl says to herself sarcastically, prepared to turn him down.
To be continued...
Sunday, May 2, 2010
I...AM...NOT...A...RACIST
If there is any thing that I could yell at the top of my lungs besides the fact that I am beautiful and the many I love yous to loved ones currently in my life is that I...AM...NOT...RACIST!!! I know that one should not care about what others think, however as it relates to this particular topic it is something that I struggle with. I am really sick and tired of the berating comments and looks that I receive when it comes to my beliefs about my love mocha, caramel, chocolate and in between African American brothers and sisters. Yes my love for my race runs deep and I wholeheartedly believe in black love and the advancement of my race; however that should not be interpreted to mean that the premise for my beliefs are ethnocentric.
Reminiscing on a past experience when I was once called a racist to my face by a white male counterpart (at which I was not only upset but also offended). In response to his statement I wrote him a lengthy email about my views justifying my beliefs. In retrospect I really didn't have to justify anything to him and really don't have to now, but feel the need to rant! I've even had to justify my beliefs to my mother once in high school, yet again she thought that I possibly was lesbian/gay at my semtiments towards the lesbian/gay population after I watched MTVs Matthew Sheperd movie towards my later years in middle school. Yet I digress.
I think that is sad that some would go as far as to refer to me as racist when much of what I advocate for is the preservation of the African American race. Yes I may even be a bit on the extreme side with my views, may even be prejudice or biased, but never a racist. First and foremost blacks cannot be racist; in order to be racist the oppressive party has to hold some type of power and last time that I checked we as whole lack any power. More importantly, it would take alot to knowingly in return treat our white counterparts as they did during the time of slavery. Thus said, no I am inapable of being racist. Pro-Black, YES, but racist NO.
To be continued....my thoughts aren't yet complete lol
Reminiscing on a past experience when I was once called a racist to my face by a white male counterpart (at which I was not only upset but also offended). In response to his statement I wrote him a lengthy email about my views justifying my beliefs. In retrospect I really didn't have to justify anything to him and really don't have to now, but feel the need to rant! I've even had to justify my beliefs to my mother once in high school, yet again she thought that I possibly was lesbian/gay at my semtiments towards the lesbian/gay population after I watched MTVs Matthew Sheperd movie towards my later years in middle school. Yet I digress.
I think that is sad that some would go as far as to refer to me as racist when much of what I advocate for is the preservation of the African American race. Yes I may even be a bit on the extreme side with my views, may even be prejudice or biased, but never a racist. First and foremost blacks cannot be racist; in order to be racist the oppressive party has to hold some type of power and last time that I checked we as whole lack any power. More importantly, it would take alot to knowingly in return treat our white counterparts as they did during the time of slavery. Thus said, no I am inapable of being racist. Pro-Black, YES, but racist NO.
To be continued....my thoughts aren't yet complete lol
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