Tнε Path of Faith

I realised I (was? am?) still coming into the full awareness of I, upon my arrival at the Principium Individuationis of I. Becoming acquainted with the works of Nietzsche right from my childhood days. He is one entity I have loved and respected for as long as I can remember; also becoming acquainted with his personal life, of which its highlight    was the tempestuous love affair he had with Lou Salome.  .   What manner of woman could she have been to have been to have driven and inspired Nietzsche so ? Perhaps, another time; I might delve in deeper... As I was saying,    when I got to this point in my life (this was shortly after mother earth and her destructive seeds entered into the age of aquarius), it was not euphoria that enveloped me; rather, it was a steady growing ball of warmth... A ball of warmth that originated at the point of my ribcage curvature, directly below my diaphragm. A ball of warmth that grew with each stroke ...

I like myself. I like the woman I am. I do not see why I should downplay (insert word here) any aspect of myself to make people feel comfortable - to fit into their image of what I should be. This does not refer to the corporate aspect of my life, but to the creative one and its expressions. So.. I am meant to perform the Spoken Word. Why should I wear kente and do the whole “Badu” look ? To fit in the ideals or expectations of how a spoken word artist should look ?  If I feel like walking on the stage in blood red patent six inch stiletto pumps (Jimmy Choo Anouk style of pumps), shiny black leather pants, thin gold belt clinching my waist, cream colored mid-sleeve silk blouse with NO BRA and a chic weave (no afro, etc).. why does this image seem incompatible with the words coming out of my mind ?  I like myself. I love my body. I adore fashion. I love flowers, pink. colours, puppies and designer items. Why I can I not be this way and st...

Curiousity is an awesome thing.  It makes life an easier and highly experience. you don't plod through. you prance through; hopping from meadow to meadow with a large grin on your face. Even when Life (you know she's a female dog, so she must bite occasionally) rattles you - it's only external, strictly environmental. It never gets to that place withinn you. That raging fire that burrrns within, withIn the abyss of your light. your truth. your ABSOLUTELY unshakeAble belief in yourSelf.  It is not sentimental.  If it improves the journey, great.  If it doesn't, so dropping it like hot coal. Ready to burn, baby, burn. Will ALWAYS burn. 🔥 Wormhole. Conduit. Nirvana. Redemption . 2015

This is such a genuine action by the Mayor and it transcends commendable.  GOD bless you, Mayor Richard J. Berry. #SweetMan #SweetName 💋💋💋 Sometimes, the best thing you can do for people is give them a little dignity. Look at the joy, laughter and high spirits of the men at work. People someTimes underEstimate the value of actual labour and what it does to the human spirit.  

A robust number of humans equate forgiving with forgetting. Not the same thing, bruv. The difference is as thus: To forgive is to acknowledge that a crime has been committed against you, but you choose not to (a) allow rancour fill your soul, and (b) understanding the human element behind their actions. If you forgive, decide to continue relations and there is no attitude adjustment, you still maintain the stance of forgiveness while moving on in peace beCause they, are not remotely worth it. Having communications is optional, depending on if there is an attitude adjustment. If there is non, your forgiveness remains and you move on immediately. Why? Look at them, every last one of them. Observe objectively, withOut sentiment. What do you see? Sadness. Unhappy. Discontentment. Ugliness. Bitterness. Dislocation. Loss of self. Life has not been good to any of them, and you can see that karma, is a real thing. The most important question to ask yourSelf - if I was...

Mermaids have always fascinated me, for as long as I can remember. The amphibian hybrid with a discernible human element. This must put them high up on the food chain, under the sea.  Are they colonizing all marine life due to their “human” element ?  How does the human element even function ?  How do they birth their young ?  Is it as hatchlings ?  laying of eggs ? Birthing them whole (human style) ?  How do their brains function ?  Do they have the ability to reason ?  Wonder if they have a developed thought pattern (a la the residents of Atlantis) ?  Perhaps, they still live in Atlantis, with technology so advanced, that they have shielded the city from any human (and non-marine life) discovery.. using invisible force fields. I believe mermaids exist. My belief is based on logic and science, not sentiments. Perhaps, it is the hubris of humans to imagine that they do not exist, considering there have been sig...

I look at myself and realize, I have beCome the WOMAN, The little girl I was always, dreamed about beComing. The woman I am today Ich mag sie, draußen Ich mag sie, innen I also respect and appreciate myself all I have overCome. My strength of character, intellect, wisdom courage and... FAITH. The heart and the spirit. A ball of warmth is emanating from my lower diaphragm and suffusing my entity. Je suis fier de ce que je suis aujourd'hui. Très fier. At the Akademie de Kunste in Berlin, Germany. June 2016.

Your eyes are beautiful.... Started watching the link above, and for the first time since she died; I broke down and sobbed deeply from within at the unbelievable loss. Delayed reaction, I guess...... Whitney will never sing again. I think this video just brought it all home to me. What she did was GROSSLY irresponsible. She owed it to her fans to. Stay. Alive.  Whitney is dead... before the age of fifty (50) years. The loss is inexplicable. Watching her free spiritness and joyful nature, how it radiates through the years.... and that VOICE. Some stars are too bright, perhaps too bright to physically burn forever.   Although, her star will burn forever. https://youtu.be/5Pze_mdbOK8?list=RDCHD3eLkeIO4 Rest In Peace, Whitney Houston. I hope you are in a happier and peaceful place now. It will be grossly unfair, if there is a hell; for you to be there. Not with the joy and beauty you brought to this world. The world shone brighter because you passed through. ...