Unfinished Homework (Emotional Baggage)

When I unpacked my emotional baggage I found, tucked between the one that got away and the one who just wanted to be friends, there was Mr. Bad Timing, Mr. Mamas Boy, Mr. Questionable Sexuality, Mr. Angry at the world and the one who almost delayed my evolutionary flight by weighing past capacity and had to be checked….Mr. Forbidden Fruit. He said little to nothing say which caused me to fill in the blanks with any and everything. He never once said he’d leave her for me, but during the duration of our flight, I lived in that fantasy…. to be continued

Papi Morenito rant #2

I’ve been hoodwink! I’ve been bamboozled! NO, I just need to be real with myself, I was a fool, and it wasn’t he who fooled me, I’ve been fooling myself.

I’m surprised at myself that is only the second rant that I’ve written about this man.. excuse me boy, because he, in such a short space of time has done so much to my soul. I’m surprised I can even write, even give of myself, my body, my time, I’m surprised that I could even love again. For a moment I reclaimed my empowerment, told him, “I am more than just some good pussy you could get on a Thursday and Saturday night”. But then I allowed myself to be alone with him, he said the right thing at the right time and with the wrong intentions and wrong mind and before I knew it… I woke up with a wet ass and regrets all over again. 2k12 was suppose to be a year of change, but instead I find myself back in papi morenitos web…

"Hey, y’all know what a cypher is? Y’all know what a cypher is? Alright. There’s all kinds of cyphers. Right. But a cypher can be represented by a circle which consists of how many degrees? What? Three hundred and sixty degrees. And my cypher keeps moving like a rolling stone, so in my song when I say that my cypher represents myself, or atoms in my body, and the rolling stone represents the Earth. The atoms in my body rotate at the same rate on the same axis as the Earth rotates, giving us a direct connection to the place on which we live, named Earth. Therefore, we can call ourselves Earth. Now, on my hand I wear an ankh. This is an ankh. An ankh is an ancient Kimetic symbol. The word Kimet is the original name for Egypt. This symbol can found on the walls of hieroglyphics in Kimet. This symbol represents life. Right? This portion represents the womb. Sisters, put your hands on your wombs. This portion represents the male principle, or the birth canal. Brothers, put your hands on your male principles. And this portion represents the fallopian tubes. One twenty, one twenty, one twenty. Three hundred and sixty degrees of life. Completion. You and me. Life. And all I do, I try to represent life. Give birth to different things. Melodies, music, prayers. Babies."

coalasdiamonds:

essenceofnique:

zimbabwekev:

sapphrikah:

reesh: blackjahjah:  brianna-mccarthy: bananaboattimes: sweetcreams:lati-negros:

Moremi- acrylic painting by Trinidadian painter Brianna McCarthy

“I’m Single”

My extra credit assignment for my Psychology of Human Sexuality class, back when I still wore wigs, truly a #Throwback

truhart:

ha!

Free Rant

So at 2:50 am I received a blocked call where a soundboard recording prank called me with this “I’m your neighbor and you stole my newspaper” bit. I played along, I’m up bored and was trying to figure out which one of my silly friends it was. Well, I eventual hung up and they called back 3 times, the 3rd time it was a soundboard prank about a sex phone operator. Then I told them whoever they are they need to call my phone unblocked because it wasn’t cute nor funny anymore. They called again, I bit. This random ass man said he was from an online radio show and he wanted to talk to me about the Ron Paul, 9/11, New World Order, The Illuminati, and Free Masons. I actually gave that man 10mins of my life. I was bored, so I let him rant on for 10mins about the government rounding up people and taking them to FEMA death camps, and the government controlling the weather with the HAARP, and blah blah blah. I don’t know why I say there and let him fill my head up with that….well, IDK if I wanna call it nonsense. IDK about much anymore other than I love my mother, I’m black and have to pay taxes. When I was younger I use to believe heavily in conspiracy theories but now I’m more concerned about… going to bed, it’s 3am. GOODNIGHT

"A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure."

Feelings - Floetry

I can’t hear this song without having to throw my phone across the room with enough force to knock the battery out so I won’t call or text Papi Morenito. Yes, it’s that serious and I’m just that dramatic (when it comes to him).

“I just can’t pretend, That you’re just a friend, We took it further. Passion still remains.” -Floetry