RTHOMAS513 What's up? - March 29, 2009 add/view comments (0) |
|
|
|
 I began my life with only the thought of surviving, knowing full well that living beyond the age of 21 was highly unlikely. some may say "what a bleak outlook on life I must have had. For i knew only to well this should be true for me for all the young men around me were dying or in jail and this man was not going to be caged. Par for the course and a rational conclusion to make if you grew up on the streets of Miami,Fla on your own since age 14. Is there a point you might ask. Yes to put it simply, there must be a God. He has a plan for us all. Destiny,Fate or Karma the plan is in motion. Some of us view it differently and some go through life not giving it a second thought. I shall share my wisdom, born from my experiences, shaped by pain, watered with despair, yet strengthen by the blood of faith, as a sun shined upon me with the hope of heaven. You may not hear me. Didn't I feel superior to the next man. Did I let greed masquerade as ambition. How many times did I speak of love with my lips just to hide lust in a dark corner of my mind. do you feel me, imaginary sex excursions all dressed up as dreams of romance. Taking satisfaction from the fact that many people annoy me, for comfortable is the feeling of self righteous anger, this perverse feeling of superiority. Murder by character assassination when i mixed a little gossip with my anger. How much time did i waste wishing for what i have not, rather than working for it. I began a brand new venture into open-mindedness. I raised my eyes toward perfection, as i walk in that direction, I am ready. I have learned to listen to all that come upon my path, for I never know if it is he who is speaking. It may be my turn to give something back. I have learned that happiness is a inside job and that the things of this world have no power to make me happy, yet if I am already happy I can enjoy all things. I don't know if you hear me, so i shall break it down. If i am only happy when I have money and i am sad when I am broke, then money is my God. If i am only happy when I am in a relationship and miserable when I am single then then I have a person for a God. When all this became clear and I found no way to disprove it I was forced to change. It left me with a puzzling Revelation. If i die today and I am still in love with money and gold, cars and power, sex and pride I would be doomed to be miserable in heaven. I will stop here and await your comments. In Search of a Sister We are looking for a good sister. We are looking for a righteous sister. A real righteous sister. Not one of those teary-eyed girls watching General Hospital who thinks the only love worth striving for occurs at first sight and will be breathless with passion by the second commercial. choices about the future they can have together. We are looking for a real righteous sister who embraces passion and wisdom. We are looking for a righteous sister who knows how to give unconditional love -- not just demand it. We are looking for a righteous sister who will communicate without screaming or accusing, who will listen without trying to think of snappy replies, and who will not perpetuate female stereotypes by using hormonal imbalances as an excuse to act ugly. We are looking for a real righteous sister. ain't scared of honesty, and knows it's time to save the race righteous sister. A good mother, good wife, good lover, good worker, strong supporter, intelligent, innovative righteous sister. A righteous sister who realizes Nintendo is not a mother, BET is not awife, and Fabio is not her husband. And accept equal responsibility for the relationship righteous sister...and ask how a brother's day was righteous sister. And generate some sympathy for a brother when he's down righteous sister...a righteous sister who knows how to tell a good joke, and how to take one. A righteous sister who is confident enough about her looks that she doesn't have to be two hours late for every appointment because she was primping in the mirror. A righteous sister who realizes that if she's beautiful inside, tidy outside, and healthy, then $400 worth of makeup, jewels, and esigner fashions are just covering up her real oveliness. A righteous sister who doesn't compare every brother she's never met to that last immature fool on Oprah. A righteous sister who is an example to all around her of what a black woman should be in times like these. A righteous sister whose soul is pure, mind is keen, heart is warm, and body is reserved for the one and only person she will spend her entire life with. A righteous sister looking for a man of comparable qualities. A righteous sister who will encourage such a man's interest in her, insteadof cast him aside for the nearest crotch-grabbing, illiterate convict who just happens to have a Corvette, a credit card, and a Billy Dee Williams smile. A read a book and sing a tune righteous sister...a righteous sister who loves black men and protects black children. A righteous sister who doesn't dog her man -- especially in public. And turn Melrose off, put down Denzel's latest Ebony cover, put away the shallow, sugary Harlequin romances, and let's talk instead and build some tender, realistic love that will stand the test of time righteous sister. And tell your man -- instead of just your homegirls -- when you're hurting righteous sister. And "I realize you aren't a mind reader, so I'll tell you what I want" righteous sister. A sister who is open. A sister who can move toward her goals and toward her man's and toward heaven. A sister who is not intimidated or confused when a man opens a door for her, or pulls out a chair for her, or shows her old-fashioned respect. We are looking for a righteous sister. We used to call her "a good sister." A sister who loves her people. A sister who doesn't take advantage of a gentleman by hitting or slapping him when she knows he wouldn't dream of retaliating. A sister who doesn't make wild, abusive comments when she knows how hurtful they are. A sister who knows that time and tenderness with her man are more important than the latest gossip on the phone. A sister who says:"I made him feel good.I showed him how much I love and cherish him." A sister who is caring and sweet. A sister who realizes that gentleness and femininity didn't have to die with women's liberation, no more than chivalry had to die with Sir Galahad. A sister who says: "I made him feel so accepted and happy and free that hefell asleep in my arms and his heartbeat sounded like the ocean after a storm ..." We are looking for a real good sister. We are looking for a sister who will turn the ships around. A sister who will go into the schoolhouse, the church, the home, and the social centers, and turn the ships around. A sister who will go to the places where it is open season on our children and turn the ships around. A sister who will hear the whimper of babies born with AIDS or addicted to crack and turn the ships around. A sister who will see the people sleeping on the street and turn the ships around. A sister who will support the marches in the street, and the protests at city hall and the school board, and who will turn the ships around. A sister who will remember how freedom feels and turn the ships around. A sister who will gather with the warriors and march --if only to cheer the warriors on -- down to the edge of the sea and turn the ships around...turn the ships around... turn the ships around...and this time, turn the ships around...
     http://www.slide.com/r/s5-K3LX f4T9dN5SvZYWIA4AN01OYEQmB Find me on The dirty dirty and be my friend! |
|
