Morphological Confetti

"Whatever we are waiting for -- peace of mind, contentment, grace, the inner awareness of simple abundance -- it will surely come to us, but only when we are ready to receive it with an open and grateful heart. " Author: Sarah Ban Breathnach Hurry up and wait! I should have waited ....I should've stated that I wanted it before it's conception Feelings of lost and shoulda-couldas cloud my mind and crush my wishes curried dishes distorting a vicious reality I should have waited I see your picture and I imagine myself in your time and space invading your place but not wanting you to feel displaced or disgraced tasting the remnants of southern dishes smothered with shrimp and white sauce It was like that Sunday in Savannah or that Saturday night at Lady & Sons Paula Deen wasn't there but we didn't care We took a walk on the boardwalk and watched the Sun set on Tybee Remember that swinging chair and the wind blowing through your hair We could see ships floating...

My first thought this morning was of her. She massaged my thoughts while stimulating the frontal lobe of my brain before I fell asleep last night. You see, she was sending chills through the chasm of my mind down to my brain stem affecting my heart rate and breathing leaving me visibly shaken and wanting more of her sweet offerings Sweet Soul She told me that I should find a love my own, but I told her that I didn't want to lose her love because loving her is so easy....I mean easy like Sunday morning Sunday was the day I was born so instead of going to church I kneel down at her alter and give her all the praises hoping to get caught up in her rapture Sweet Soul I constantly convey my thoughts to her and she responds with, "La La." She said that means she loves me. She went on to say that there isn't much that she wouldn't do for love even though it has caused her so much pain, but that she would do any thing to keep me satisfied. So, as my tears began to fall li...

Quote taken from Boogie Down Productions/Edutainment 1990 [Kwame Toure 1941-1998] "History can never be made by one man, we must smash this one quickly. History is made only by the masses of the people, this is clear. Even a cursory glance at the fallacious presentation Of History by the American Capitalist system, will demonstrate just this. Take George Washington, as bad as he is.... put him in the middle of Valley Forge, by himself, surrounded by the British, he can do nothing. Take Martin Luther King as righteous as he is....... put him in the middle of Birmingham by himself, speaking out against racism he would be lynched. But you take this same King, you take this same Washington put them in Valley Forge, put them in Alabama surround them with thousands of people who have the same ideas they do.......willing to make those ideas reality and the situation changes drastically." If you'd like to learn more about Kwame Toure click on Hip Hop at the top of the page.

Good morning. It is a rainy Fall like day here in DC. I think the temperature is around 59 degrees. The weather doesn't bother me, but it makes me feel too relaxed. I like rainy days? I punctuated the previous sentence that way because I really don't understand why? I do know that rainy days remind me of some of my favorite songs like Nina Simone's, I Think It's Going To Rain Today. ".....Broken windows and empty hallways A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray Human kindness is overflowing And I think it’s going to rain today." I know that's too obvious, right. I also think of Marvin Gaye's album, What's Going On. Actually, any Marvin Gaye song will do. I want to be back in my bed with the sound of the rain gently tapping on my window seal. I get sleepy just thinking about it. I can still feel the breeze from my opened window when I first awoke to the sound of my radio. 5:55 am..it's funny because I saw that time on my clock and decla...

"Look at yourselves. Some of you teenagers, students. How do you think I feel and I belong to a generation ahead of you - how do you think I feel to have to tell you, 'We, my generation, sat around like a knot on a wall while the whole world was fighting for its human rights - and you've got to be born into a society where you still have that same fight.' What did we do, who preceded you ? I'll tell you what we did. Nothing. And don't you make the same mistake we made...." (Malcolm X 1925-1965) I wanted to dedicate my blog today to one of the greatest figures in American history. I was not always an admirer of Malcolm. I was in elementary school when I first learned of him and the Nation Of Islam. I didn't like them; they seemed to be filled with hate and my young mind could not understand why? I had not yet learned or experienced the cruelty of racism my ancestors knew so well. "Why did he hate so much," I would ask myself? Unfortunately, I ...

I was just thinking to myself that I have been out of touch with life. Seriously. I say that because I have been almost entirely wrapped up into myself. It seems that the rest of the world doesn't exist when this happens. I deal almost exclusively with the people that directly or indirectly affect or infect my existence. Is that life? True, that could be some aspect of life, but my main concern is that I've been out of touch with the issues that affect our lives as a community. I'm feeling that I need to become more involved. I didn't have this feeling in the classroom because teachers are constantly influencing the lives of the students they teach (hopefully in a positive way). I am meandering in a corporate setting at the moment while slowly contemplating my next move. I am considering returning to the classroom, but I have to be in an ideal situation. That is going to count on my efforts, so motivation is the key. Make no mistake, I will always be a teacher; that is...

"In the world through which I travel, I am endlessly creating myself." (Frantz Fanon in Black Skin, White Masks, 1952) Good morning! Fanon said something very interesting. The thought of "endlessly creating myself." Sometimes when I pray I ask God to help me become a better me. I don't measure my aspirations with other people because I know that we are all different and we possess our own unique qualities. This weekend I was discussing with a friend the uniqueness of different people and their personalities. My grandmother, Eunice, would say that I was very "peculiar. " :) I sort of giggle when I think of her words because she knew me so well. She meant that I was unpredictable and that I could not be easily defined based on outward apperarance. No, I do not think that I am special. There are many like me. You really don't get to know who we are until you spend some time with us, touch us, and began to absorb us as a person. In those intimate momen...

Good morning! Happy Friday! You know everytime I get on my blog I am reminded of the 90's Hip Hop group, The Pharcyde. They had this song called "Somethin' That Means Somethin'." In the song they are chanting, ".....I got say somethin' that means somethin'......somethin' that means somethin'...." It was that pressure from the rap community at the time to rap about "somethin' that means somethin'"and not a bunch of bullshit. Well, sometimes you just want to talk or ramble and you may not have anything in mind, but you just want to vent. You simply want to talk about your day or just talk about you. I want to just talk about me today. What about me? I am currently drinking some green tea with honey. It has a delicious taste, but some lemon flavoring would really set it off. What else would set it off! I mean really set it off........on the left y'all set it off on the right y'all.......set it off! Watch out! You...

Good morning, The traveling Summer season is about to kick off. You know how it is once Memorial Day hits. I really don't have any big plans for travel this Summer. Well, I'll always have my domestic travel, but nothing out of the country. I'm fine with that. That will all come soon enough. I want to travel the world one day (soon). I want to go to far distant lands where I can experience the culture and enjoy the sites. Egypt is on my list. It would be like stepping into antiquity. I want to touch the Pyramids and float down the Nile. Overall, Africa would be a great experience because I would be truly going back to some of my roots. My father was the first to reach Africa in our immediate family. I know that it must of resonated with his soul. I've never asked him, but maybe I should. London/Paris would be great and I must hit Amsterdam. Asia would be fantastic. I can only imagine being in downtown Shanghai! I've always wanted to experience something like tha...

Good morning! This is a fine Spring day here in the Nation's Capital. I had a thought this morning. I have these sometimes because I am a thinking person. Is this life that we are living a continuum of spiritual energy that will endure long after our earthly bodies disappear? What's the difference between your spirit and your soul? Why do we have de ja vu? Are we resting already in death and witnessing our past lives? I sometimes fantasize about my "past" life and imagine that I was here before. Wait! It's all coming to me in a vision! I think that I was here in America, but I was an immigrant. I believe that I lived in New York or Chicago? I had a love for spicy food, Jazz and stygian after hours spots. As a matter of fact, I was a musician. I wasn't big time though. I played in a couple of local spots around town. I sat in with a couple of big names when needed. I had a terrible nicotine and vodka habit and a thing for voluptuous Dominican women. I settled d...

"....Birthdays was the worst days and now we sip champayne when we thirstay...."

Good morning! It's Friday!!!! I am looking forward to a great weekend. The weather is supposed to be warming up and the sun will be shining. This is the time of year that we see more "Jibard"(pronounced "Hee-bard"). This is a term that I heard on The Last Poets cd titled, Right On! The word means, raw culture . I was told by a friend from Puerto Rico that It originally referred to the indigenous people who lived in and around the mountains of Puerto Rico. In DC, we see plenty of "Jibard" in and around the city. We see it all around us representing different cultures and sub cultures. For instance, Go-Go music is raw culture . It is the percussive blend of Jazz, blues, and African rhythms. It's the beating of drums and feet -- horns blowing and shouting -- sweat dripping and hands clapping -- makes you wanna get out of your seat! Better yet, it can be observed just walking around in the summertime and you see the sistas on the block with their ...

Good afternoon, Whoa! I got a late start this morning. I had a stop or two to make before I came in to work. I had a restful sleep last night and woke up to the OJay's on the radio. You know that song, "she use to be my girl........she had a charmin' personality.....and I loved her." I can't wake up to the buzzzzzzzzz!!!!! or arnttttttttt!!!!! sound of an alarm; I must wake up to music. Mother's Day is coming up Sunday. I sent my Mother her card and I am going to take her to brunch this Saturday. I'm trying to avoid the whole Mother's Day madness thing. My mother is a special lady just like many on this planet. She has been through the rain and the storm to where she is now. As a matter of fact, she is that wild flower that is still intact after storm. Like many innercity mothers she raised all four of us alone with very little financial assistance. All of us are not doing what we should, but we are all decent human beings. We are caring individuals wh...

Good morning! It's just one of those mornings when I am just glad to be alive. Sometimes I have to stop and appreciate what I have no matter how simple. There are many things that we take for granted. We have to stop and give thanks to the Creator. I look around at times when I am observing the world on the streets and subways and I see individuals who are not as fortunate. So, I give thanks. I thank God for my eyes so that I can look into the eyes of my loved ones. I can observe the changing of the seasons and appreciate nature. I can see that which nature has formed and thank God for her presence. I thank God for my limbs because I can become mobilized at will, build, touch, dance, and love. I cannot leave out my senses because I can smell the aroma of tantalizing dishes and the smell of sweet perfumes that provoke my wishes. I can taste the chocolate and feel the smoothness of her skin. The inebriating affects of the vodka I drink make me want to start all over again. :) I thank...

Winter has come to an end and the season is changing like my thoughts Like Fall leaves my thoughts paint brilliant colors on the landscape Thoughts that sometimes detach from its branch to fertilize new ground Giving birth to innovative ideas and thought patterns...puzzling theorist concerning its orgin Historians and mathematicians try to revise and divide it's quotient, but they can't You see...it's programed on random Winter has come to an end and the season is changing like my thoughts