The Way We Are...

Bell Hooks "When Angels Speak of Love"

Perception...


i'll color u blue, my friend



and u color me yellow...



And maybe we can become the blades of green grass from which



our children shall thrive...



So when i bring my whole self to the table



and u bring me ur whole self...



Together we will build our nest on a sacred full love...


Reality...


i will color you blue...



Because blue is what my heart exudes



not that I no longer know you...



i'll place pretend angels around your head



wishing that this idealized perception could somehow fit this reality...


the way we are...


Today...



i'll remember our evolution



as if our relationship never digressesd or dissipated



into the heartache that it is today...



i'll color u Blue...


Akua

The Ambivalent Gemini is usually a GENIUS ♥

Ye...

Most of "us" have learned how to in fact wear our masks. To hide our true selves, our thoughts and not upset or disturb the status quo (well, not unless the masses our behind us). However you haven't, and although I think a little more tack could go a long way in your truth telling, I do respect your honesty, your open way of giving yourself, because most of us mere mortals (including myself) lack the courage to speak out so overtly and do it so brazenly! You will be persecuted for your blantant disregard of social conformity, but then all the GREAT ones are... Just know that my grandbabies will know your music, and it will stand right there along with the Gil-Scott Herons, Last Poets, Billie Holidays, and Rolling Stones of our day. You are our generation's Haki Madhubuti. Speak brotha... SPEAK! Your creativity, your integrity, and the honesty of what your music brings to one's soul will never die!

I see you Chi-Town, and I absolutely LOVE IT! Keep Bangin'!

Akua

For the One I can't remember to forget...

Lucky You

404-764-7325...


My fingers still know your name...
Still remember how seven neon buttons could be like new breath...


How is it that eventhough so many years have passed us by,
So many others have planted themselves in the soil of our existence...
Grown their limbs beside us, and entwined their roots in our most sacred of spaces....


How come...


After him, and him, and them, and you, and us...
And all the numerous inconsitencies in between...


I still remember you?


7... 7...64... 7... 3... 25


Damn...


Don't get it twisted "boo"...
You were simply the first,
and that is all...


Luv Her

Reflection #1114

Just the other day,
I finally remembered what I already knew...
That you can't  just jump over it,
You must go through it...

And...

It's gon' be alright...