I blame your mother.

"Black mothers love their sons and raise their daughters".

Y'know, we have a discussion about this statement quite often, 'round these stomping grounds of mine. The climate is chauvinist, no doubt about it.

& I totally, one thousand percent agree with this statement.
Allow me to rant a bit:

I think that slavery (gosh, I hate resorting back to slavery) has completely damaged the psyche of the black man, and his relationships with women. It has enabled black men to think that disrespecting a woman is acceptable. It's not. peep this:

WILLIE LYNCH
The Making Of A Slave
This speech was delivered by Willie Lynch on the bank of the James River in the colony of Virginia in 1712. Lynch was a British slave owner in the West Indies. He was invited to the colony of Virginia in 1712 to teach his methods to slave owners there. The term "lynching" is derived
from his last name.
THE NEGRO MARRIAGE
UNIT
We breed two n-word males with two n-word females. Then we take the n-word male away from them and keep them moving and working. Say one n-word female bears a n-word female and the other bears a n-word male. Both n-word females being without influence of the n-word male image, frozen with a independent psychology, will raise their offspring into reverse positions. The one with the female offspring will teach her to be like herself, independent and negotiable (we negotiate with her, through her, by her, negotiates her at will). The one with the n-word male offspring, she being frozen subconscious fear for his life, will raise him to be mentally dependent and weak, but physically strong, in other words, body over mind. Now in a few years when these two offspring's become fertile for early reproduction we will mate and breed them and continue the cycle. That is good, sound, and long range comprehensive planning.

THE BREAKING PROCESS
OF THE AFRICAN WOMAN
"Take the female and run a series of tests on her to see if she will submit to your
desires willingly. Test her in every way, because she is the most important factor for good economics. If she shows any sign of resistance in submitting completely to your will, do not hesitate to use the bull whip on her to extract that last bit of b-word out of her. Take care not to kill her, for in doing so, you spoil good economic. When in complete submission, she will train her off springs in the early years to submit to labor when the become of age. Understanding is the best thing. Therefore, we shall go deeper into this area of the subject matter concerning what we have produced here in this breaking process of the female n-word. We have reversed the relationship in her natural uncivilized state she would have a strong dependency on the uncivilized n-word male, and she would have a limited protective tendency toward her independent male offspring and would raise male off springs to be dependent like her. Nature had provided for this type of balance. We reversed nature by burning and pulling a civilized n-word apart and bull whipping the other to the point of death, all in her presence. By her being left alone, unprotected, with the MALE IMAGE DESTROYED, the ordeal caused her to move from her psychological dependent state to a frozen independent state. In this frozen psychological state of independence, she will raise her MALE and female offspring in

reversed roles. For FEAR of the young males life she will psychologically train him to be MENTALLY WEAK and DEPENDENT, but PHYSICALLY STRONG. Because she has become psychologically independent, she will train her FEMALE off springs to be psychological independent. What have you got? You've got the N-WORD WOMAN OUT FRONT AND THE N-WORD MAN BEHIND AND SCARED. This is a perfect situation of sound sleep and economic. Before the breaking process, we had to be alertly on guard at all times. Now we can sleep soundly, for out of frozen fear his woman stands guard for us. He cannot get past her early slave molding process. He is a good tool, now ready to be tied to the horse at a tender age. By the time a n-word boy reaches the age of sixteen, he is soundly broken in and ready for a long life of sound and efficient work and the reproduction of a unit of good labor force. Continually through the breaking of uncivilized savage n-word, by throwing the n-word female savage into a frozen psychological state of independence, by killing of the protective male image, and by creating a submissive dependent mind of the n-word male slave, we have created an orbiting cycle that turns on its own axis forever, unless a phenomenon occurs and re shifts the position of the male and female slaves. We show what we mean by example. Take the case of the two economic slave units and examine them close.."


Now, I dare you to tell me that this isn't going on as we speak! We as black women have destroyed black men. By being an enabler, the cycle will continue.

I know there will be some people who aren't feeling this post and quite frankly- I don't give a damn. Don't get it twisted, I love black men. . Nothing in the world compares to a strong black man =]
To the angry black men reading this- I don't blame you, I blame your mother and every other woman in your life.



More on Willie Lynch

I can honestly say..

You've invaded my thoughts.
I find myself
Yearning to be in your presence
Wishing to Smell
The scent of your cologne
To be in the midst of that beautiful smile
Those perfect teeth
And Chinky eyes
I want to hear your voice
Deep, yet thoughtful.. sweet.
I invision you.
Sitting here next to me
You're a sight to behold
Skin the color of cinnamon
Tattoos which I caress
When I'm not with you, I miss you.
And when you're not with me
Know that you invade my thoughts.

2:26 AM.

I sit here
Wondering why
I haven't been able to
Achieve a decent
Night's Rest in Months.
I try.
Closing my eyes really tight..
Nothing works
So I just..
Rest.
Longing for the days when I
Slept Soundly
Wishing for those days again.

You call this FASHION?!

If I see another person strolling down the block this summer, wearing these ridiculous, hideous shades- I'm going to scream!! These shades are NOT sexy, and they're not fashionable in the least. You're not KanYe, and as fashionable as KanYe is- he looked like a damn fool wearing them. If the fashionista himself can't pull it off, you sure can't. Lmao. It just amazes me how people will wear these shades with everything. It amazes me how they come in every color, and they glow in the dark. LMAO I want to burn every single pair of them.

So.. yeah. The shutter shades are a fashion NO-NO.

Lettin' you know just in case you don't know any better..

Blah Bitch!

I can honestly say that I hate bitches- bitches meaning females. Ugh, I just hate how fake they tend to be! I saw some shit that straight up had me disgusted today. Everyday, I'm around bitches that I don't like.. this is definitely NOT by choice. These are some of the most catty, ruthless bitches you will ever meet in your life and the next life. They make a grin-grin all in your mug, but as soon as you walk out the door, your name is being drug through the mud.

Back to my story.

A homegirl of mine walks in the room. She's a nice girl, she's friendly & smart. She tries to get along with everyone. For some reason, all the bitches hate her. it's definitely a jealousy thing. This year was definitely a difficult one for her. She walks in the room, and all the bitches that hate her are sitting at a table. These bitches proceed to jump up and hit her with the

"Ooh girl, how you doin'?'"
"We miss you hun!"

Blah, cut the fake shit! These hoes have tormented her for y e a r s, but time she walks through the door, it's shits and giggles? That shit made me sick to my stomach. There's nothing worse than a group of bitches. They can't be trusted. if you ever see me with a chick, she's like a sister or she IS my sister, lol.


"I'm soaring with the eagles, so why would I be caught walking around with pigeons?"

"Untitled"

She Waited
Waited for her father to return
He'd been away from home for too long
She made a vow to herself
That she'd smother him
With affection
Holding him in the tightest
Bearhug her little body could muster
Oh yeah, she'd squeeze him tight
Her hugs purpled his flesh as he
Walked through the door
The same wide, beautiful smile that
She remembered
This time, she was never letting go.

Word.

Thank GOD for the weekend. Talk about being tired! I've barely had 24 hours rest in a matter of a week!

That's ridiculous.

I guess it's worth it. I've gotten three paces out of the way..

With 128 more to go.
Greaaaat.

This has definitely been an interesting first week for our "summer session". I can honestly say that there's been peace.. so far. I'll pray for the best.

It's all about "Growth" for me, this new school year. I'm trying to focus a little - scratch that - A LOT less on the people, and focus more on my academics. the less time I would've spent on arguing with people, fighting, and everything else in between, I'm sure I'd have a lot less than 128 paces to do.

Ahh, well. No point on dwelling in the past - that's not getting me where I need to be.


"Take the opportunity to right yesterdays wrongs, and take charge of the present."

So nice I had to do it twice.

it's 2:10 in the morning, and I can't seem to sleep. I have school in the morning, which is stressing me the fuck out. I'm kinda bummed that I don't have the luxury of a summer anymore. I know it's for the best, but DAMN! I want to have fun just like every other teen my age! FUCK! That's how it is when you're in a Christian High School. We have school all year 'round. we rarely get days off. Blah, I love my school, but I hate it. This is my first year attending, but it feels like I've been here forever. it's definitely not the average high school, I tell ya.. Not for the faint of heart.

Our school hours are OUT OF CONTROL. School starts at 8 sharp, and ends at 6. We get out a 4, since we're currently in our "summer session". wtf! haha it's far from normal, but it's my reality. I guess I have to deal, eh?

We're a small group. It's about 18 of us in our high school division. What we lack in numbers we make up for in drama. it's always some shit in here. GOSH, it's the only entertainment some folks have, I guess. The drama irritates me. My temper isn't the best, so most times I'm ready to slap a bitch.

Blah.

I complain, but a part of me really loves that place. I know I'm here for the better and I've grown so much in a matter of months. I can honestly say I was OUT-OF-CONTROL. In some ways, I still am, but I've calmed down something serious.


it's raining.
I curse too much.
Blah.
Goodnight.

Whoa.

it feels hella hella hella good to FINALLY have a place where I can express my thoughts exactly how I want to. There are so many things I want to say, but I'll wait for now. I'm just getting settled in! This will definitely be one of the most interesting blog forums you'll come across, I guarantee that. My thoughts run a mile a minute, which is sure to keep you interested! =] I have different ranges of emotions, I have good days and bad days- just like everyone else. YES, I have an undying PASSION - LOVE - for writing. I will most certainly be blogging as much as possible. This blog is UNSCRIPTED, and I'M GOING TO SAY WHAT I DAMN WELL PLEASE, lol. I will respect all of my readers, if any. if no one reads this blog, that's fine by me. writing is how I express myself. writing = cleansing! ahh, I love it. To those who will read (again, if any), buckle up! you're definitely in for a wild ride...