This is compilation of my deeepest thoughts, my shallowest thoughts, my life, and my enlightenment.

Reflections


Originally, I opened this blog to write about my natural hair journey, and that is all I wrote about. Naturally though, this blog evolved into a place where I could share absolutely everything I loved, everything I hated, and my truly honest feelings. As time passed on, I've amassed over 170 blog entries about my life. If I were to die today, this would be my legacy. I hope if anything, I continue to be honest, candid, spiritual, and all the other things that make myself me.

Me, My Lover

If I could unravel in love the light I feel in this old age
I would have a scroll of parchment that could span the Earth
If confidence could cause volcanic explosions
Then the rapture would be coming

It's nice to meet you
Nice to finally see you
Nice to be you

Seek my reverie
Reverie in the understanding of the better me

I'm fabulous, you're authentic
It's fantastic and I know you meant it

You unbenched the fashion whores
Gems galore and MAC makeup stores

I am fashion, I am historically sound
I am unbound to your opinions

And I've never felt more free.

I said it first.

Always succumb to your own greatness.

Thought Tree

Crumbs
Dumb
Young
Fun
Won
None
Troubles

Bubble
Stubble
Grumble
Cuddle
Lover
Friend
Amends

Tear
Separate
Bond
Become
One
Separate
Youth

Truth
Stupid
Dumb
Great
Greatness
Goodness
Gracious
WTF
How Come?
How Stupid?
How Great was?
How Grand?
Comprehend

Live
Die
Decide
Give
Succumb
Love
F*ck
Feel
Real
Appeal
Dazed
Confused
Amused
Abused
Used
Choose
To Be
Free.

A Poet's in the Corner: Intermission

In the spirit of renewal
I am drawn to your inner beast like a moth to a flame
Lit for my discovery
The reverie in me spoke so deeply that I took leaps

Leaps and bounds, salacious sounds, and mounds

Pleasure is heavy
But this reservation is just for two

Me and you in a unlit room for a rendezvous

No words, just listen
Don't speak as sweet as she sang it
I'm not the doppelg√§nger that was planted
So let's slip away and slip into danger

Into satin robes and sheets the color of dried blood
Let's run until we touch the sun

Touch hands, romance, and dance
Until we slip back into a world filled with demands
Continue to save that last dance, for me.

I took this semester off.

Yes, I feel guilty.
Yes, I'm working on understanding why.
And yes, I'm not perfect,
But I'm working on acceptance.

Feel the need to be sexy...

Then listen to this in front of your mirror and let all your troubles just melt away.