Monday, April 26, 2010
Last week was filled with disturbing encounters, the kind that outside of facebook, would never enter my Queendom so, It was lovely to receive letters from two of my pen pals, that by the way, I met on facebook. it was wonderful to read their letters and to feel that positive connection. We don't have to have the same ideas and positions on everything, and that is the way it should be but, on the essentials we agree.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
This is my spot for a mental moment of Zen, aahh, breath in breath out. Okay on to the topic at hand, this week I encountered a couple of disturbing African American women but one in particular was a little more hateful. Her behavior made me refer back to Erykah Badu's new video in which she tries to expose "group think," which I have to say is a major problem with most of the world but many Black folks preach the virtues of having one mind as African people, and so far, this really has not worked to uplift the majority of Black folks in this country. As a Black woman these two women were laboring under the false illusion that I, as an individual, am not allowed to think about myself and my life without that being a problem for the collective, the majority of Black people. The act of me claiming my intrinsic right to be an individualist, to live by my own standards and not the standards and choices of the group sent them over the top and they began to hurl venom in an attempt to intimidate and ridicule me back into the role as a sheeple(sheep+people), you get it! They unleashed all of their ugliness and in the end, I dropped the sistah who's page this was happening on, even though I like her but she had some really toxic followers. The craziest of the two women kept talking about the "rabid individualist," and all of the horrors they inflict on the world, which is a ridiculous notion to me. Armies and groups of mindless followers are the real destructors and evil doers on the planet. The true individualist, I am not talking about a leader who is really just a follower because he needs the group in order to maintain his position, I am talking about the true individualist who would never demand or use force on another individual in order to make them bend to her/his will. The true individualist is out there living their life by their own terms and flies on their own wings, and never rides on the backs of others. The true individualist never says because you made it, you are under obligation to give me some of what you have achieved on your own. Collectivist always claim that the individualist owes them for their success. They seriously believe that the group helped this person achieve what they have and therefore, they should give back. What a croak of shit, why would anyone help someone else achieve greatness or to reach higher heights and not do that for themselves. Give back, wtf have you given to them, no really, I would like that question answered because this is always the claim of the collective. Don't get me wrong, people can help people and belong to collectives but, it has to be by choice not force. In the end this toxic woman who was a self righteous homophobe, and intolerant of any opinion different from hers, wrapped in African garb while pretending to be a "conscious rasta raw foodie sistah," was just a jackass in sheep's clothing!
Monday, April 19, 2010
"You must have been a genie in a former life," is what sistah Cheree's posting under one of my pictures said, and , I would have to agree because some how I came into this life knowing magic. As a little girl, I knew that I could and did create magic in my daily life growing up in the projects, which in no way resembled the projects of today except the fact that Black folks lived there. I always find a way to create something wonderful to combat the mundane existence that is always lurking around the perimeter of the magic circle that I have casted to keep my treasured lush life from having too much contact with that other world. I am always coming up with new ways to expand my creative consciousness and this keeps me happy and for the most part positive about my life. I read something important tonight in the book, "Manifest Your Desires." The quote is, "Those who are mostly observers thrive in good times but suffer in bad times because what they are observing is already vibrating, and as they observe it, they include it in their vibrational countenance; and as they include it, the Universe accepts that as their point of attraction--and gives them more of the essence of it. So, for an observer, the better it gets, the better it gets; or the worse it gets, the worse it gets. However, one who is a visionary thrives in all times." So, note to self, keep my eyes and heart on my magical world and the mundane will fall away and I will cast my magic as far and as wide as my imagination reaches.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
I love roaming the lands looking for power spots to create our magic. My consort and I find the coolest places and then we work our magic and find such joy in what we are able to conjure up. The longer we stay on this planet, the bolder we become. A lot of the things that we have done for three decades, we were lucky if we ran into any other Black folks but now, what were fringe activities or just plain taboo in the Black community, like the so called "New Age" movement, has now become very hip and almost mainstream, huh, I really don't know how to feel about that, I tend to want to run away from anything that is becoming or has become mainstream. What I do know is that, the fad will run its course and the collective will move on to the next hip thing and the true authentic souls will emerge, standing in their own individual power.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
There is no better shopping than, thrift shopping because, I am freed from the control of the fashion industry and I have total control of how I want to clothe myself. I really don't care what they say is in style, I want to wear what I want to wear. A few years ago I started sewing just so I could control my look and not be a slave to their whims. I am free to create my look. This is why I have always loved the Harajuku kids(at least that is what I call them) in Japan because, they created and continue to create their own fashion and as a result, the fashion industry is jocking them and stealing their looks and claiming that they took the kids ideas, their fashion sense and made it better. Don't get me wrong, I love looking at fashion books and sometimes magazines but, I don't want to look like the people in the books, I want to look like Talibah. I have my own ideas and thrift shops allow me to construct my fashion style. I take a little bit of this and a one of those and I piece together something creative that may or may not reflect anything that is going on in fashion today. Oh yes, I do not share the locations of my favorite stores.