Who has a big butt?

Puhleeze, I am  standing up for my sisters with junk in the trunk.  Mrs. Obama does not have a lot of junk in her trunk but baby has back and it looks good on her.  Why would I want a flat ass?  Why would I want an ass that has a pear or other strange shape.  Get real Congressman you and the rest of your ilk are mad as a hen in a cat hotel because the majority of your wives are not as good looking as Mrs. Obama.  Not only is she good looking, she is smart and probably smarter than many of you.  These haters have little to nothing to work with.  No drama, no baby daddy, just their ignorance that BBW (Beautiful Black Women) are endowed by their Creator with certain unbelievable assets.
So continue to hate that she can wear sleevless dresses and your wife cannot.  Hate that when she spoons with her man, Mr. President, he is a happy man that baby got back.  She has more class than the majority of the men and women in Congress presently and I am proud to finally have a woman in the White House that does not have to go to AA with her spouse, or stand by her man as he apologizes to the nation for his indiscretions and most of all I am proud she is a beautiful Chocolate Woman.

Have a Happy Holiday!

No Where to Go

Where do you go to hide from yourself?  Under a bridge?

This is depression and I know that but it does not hurt any less to think of the what ifs.
Crying does not help only makes my eyes swollen and my nose red.  Screaming at the top of my lungs helps a little.  What would make me feel so much better is to knock the sh..t out of someone.  To curse them with every vile word in my vocabulary and then kick their ass down a couple flight of stairs.  That would make me feel better.  Maturity is for the birds because back in the day I would have kicked some ass and to hell with what others thought.  I wish I had the one person I need to lean on now.  Her calmness could help me navigate this forest of brittle broken dreams of happy forever.  I  am amazed at the injustice of being a human being on this planet without the necessary tools to release you from sorrow, or change the path of heartache, depression.  I sound so sad and sorry but today I have to be.  Tomorrow I will pull my stilettos on and do what I need to do but today I need to wallow.

I had a friend who I thought was wonderful but I finally saw her flaws.  When I relocated she was the only person I knew but she never saw the real me who needed a big hug and reassurance.  I think I am more disappointed because she will never be the friend she was and I have lost another friend to the tent of associate.  I am not a Pollyanna but I do believe that most of the people I know are good people.  I want more for me.  I do not want to be famous, I could use more money but that is not what I want or need.  I want and need a  quietness of soul.  I want to be a strong tree in a meadow surrounded by peaceful flowers blooming.  I have run here and there for so long, and I still do at times but, I need a major change.  I will sweep away the dis tractors, distractions, fffvr (fake friends forever)  and those on a divergent path to my peace of mind and spirit.  Goodbye to all of you.  K, you are a condescending, insensitive person who would need a road map and GPS to find  your way to real emotions.  So throw you into a hole somewhere outside my universe.  C, I embrace your goodness and warmth to build my new world upon.  CC, your humor will keep me sane.  And Suzie Q just you being you lifts my spirit. 

Once The Tears Dry

Once the tears have dried, I will remember the me before you
Once my tears have gone I will wipe my face and stagger on
Once my tears dry it won't matter how long I cried
It will matter that I have washed away the pain
When there are no tears and pain is fading as a snowflake
to water Where will I be, what shall I do?  I will do, and do
Find a smile in my soul, nurture the song of my heart
Once my tears have dried healing will be and I will find another Me

Silver Bells

Did you know that the candy cane was fashioned to represent the shape of the staff of the Shepherd?  That the evergreen is the official tree for the Christmas Holiday representing everlasting life?  The wreath represents unending life?

So many symbols that we take for granted and do not know the history of. 

That is why I love the concept of Kwanzaa.  Each Nguzo Saba has an everyday meaning which  is applicable in every day life.  Christmas feeds the spiritual and religious aspect of our being.  Kwanzaa helps me to focus on the practical pathways necessary to achieve balance and spiritual fulfilment.

The Silver Bells I refer to are the bells of harmony, and good faith for experience the best of this holiday season.  Blessed it be to all.