"Boys" By Gordon Parks
The judge is God...Why is he God? Because he decides who wins or loses not my opponent ...Who is your opponent ?
He does not exist....Why doesnt he exist? Because he is a mere dissenting voice of the truth i speak !!"
"The Great Debaters"
So I spent today with some amazing fam... they are a part of what I call my circle of sisterhood. My godmother... my godsister... and myself. It really was a typical day, an early morning trip to the gym, matinee tickets to the movies... munching on left over christmas food and sitting around watching Katt Williams ( he's a wild boy). It was a comfortable, familiar place, like the smell of your boyfriend's cologne or the taste of your grandmother's banana pudding. I relished in the thought of how familiar it was, how safe it felt... to converse, listen intently, and bond with women who have over the years become my family...
However mundane and routine, typical days are so extraordinary in the sense that they will never happen again... Every moment, every second, is like none other before or that will ever be... For in each moment is the seed to start things anew, correct a misguided step... the oppurtunity for reflection and discovery... I am learning to think of my days as not only "good days", but "God's days" ... I am inspired by that notion, that as much as things change... as much as they tumble over themselves and fall apart, crumble, or build bridges beyond the walls we create, they actually stay the same... The Ordinary becoming the Extra-Ordinary... "Good days" deriving from "God's days"...
Minus the bullshit... Life really is Great...
Nita Bita ;-0
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