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Now, all of this from an ex-lesbian myself… and a person who has a friend who is FOREVER telling me how I think everybody is gay. Well, this story proves that to be wrong. Because I just cannot believe that Raven Symone is actually gay.
Maybe she is just going through a phase. All kids go through them… even me. And perhaps even you did too.
“A phase’… a time in our life when we tried different things then moved on.
Raven might well argue this point. But time will tell.
Supposedly involved in love relationship… or sexual relationship… Raven is said to be entangled with this woman… some ‘the next top model’ woman.
Now 27 Raven clearly at this point is supposed to be a grown woman. Least ways that is the supposed experts say. But I ask you-
At 27 were you really all that grown?
I wasn’t. And that is for sure.
It was not until I was 25 that I actually branched out and started to become sexually involved. I know… I know. I was late. But up until that point I was pretty much in Church with my parents. Well… not quite. I had stopped going to church though… but had to move out first before I could. But I had not yet hit the clubs or anything like it until a few months after I turned 25… a couple of years out of college.
This is when I started frequenting clubs… if you care to call it that. Because I really didn’t frequent clubs… and I was never a bar person because I simply did not drink… and wasn’t going to try. And I totally hated bars… and the kind of people who sat in them drinking most of their nights away.
In fact, when I did start going out it was to disco clubs… and yes they were gay… in New York… and Manhattan to be exact. And I only liked clubs with all women… primarily black women. So, that limited the places where I went. These were places like ‘Bonnie & Clyde’s’… ‘Shahara,’ which was kind of mixed but up-scale… etc. I liked up-scale… but mostly went to ‘Bonnie & Clyde’s’ because they had more black women. In fact, they were all mostly black… mostly Afro-centric.
But as I have stated in my previous blog,s in which I have wrote on this subject on being gay… or lesbian… and/or lesbianism. Since I was in media… a professional radio announcer… I was undercover, as most people were in my time. And during my time… when I was young being ‘out’ really wasn’t the ‘in-thing’ to do.
To tell you the truth ‘outing’ yourself… or coming out of the closet… really is a evolving thing. Though many people are now coming ‘out’ the masses, I would say have not. There are many who feel it would hurt their image… their businesses… their law practices… their family relationships… etc…etc..
So, as they call it today… I had to be on the down-low. Which I guess Raven is claiming to have been.. until now. Since she recently twitted that she is gay and can now get married… though she says she has not immediate plans to do so.
I never really hung out in town… rarely, and never became involved with anyone in my hometown. Which really was not by plan or design… it just ended up being that way. Because when I could not get to New York… I partied in a nearby town that had tons of black women who were very attractive… upwardly mobile and were ‘in the life.’ I did that until something happened with the Warehouse… it closed down. And then I discovered the wonders of New York City… and I do wonders.
I was 25 and the world was my playground. At those early ages of your young adulthood… you really are just trying to find yourself.
But going back to Raven. Having been removed from that life by some years now… and with no desire or intentions to ever go back into it… I always become sadden when I hear … read or see young girls who have gravitated towards a gay lifestyle. You see them everywhere today… and it is not hard to tell them either. And some of them appear to be quite young.
I know many who will not agree with me on this… and some will even get mad. But that is okay… get mad. And I really do not care who does or does not agree with me.
You cannot expect to be happy when you are living outside of the will of God.
There were, of course, numerous times I felt that I was quite happy while I was doing my thing ‘in the life’… that is what we called it then… besides saying ‘I’m gay’ or ‘I’m a lesbian.’ You would just say ‘I’m in the life.’
But way down deep I was not happy. I do realize that now… but didn’t then. And I am not saying that people cannot or are not lonely… unhappy… or do not shed tears in heterosexual life, or any other lifestyle. But therein lies the problem.
When you live in a world that you define yourself by your sexual preference… then this means you are living to satisfy your sexual being. In Church they call it being ‘carnal.’
I can clearly say that while I was in that life… sex had a hold of me. And when I was loosed from the bondage of being gay… a lesbian… and released from desiring sex during great periods of my waking time… I cannot tell you how happy I have come to be free of it all.
I now know real happiness… and have a freedom that I just cannot explain. When I didn’t have a lover while I was in that life… man… It was all I craved. That is because I was caught up in the sex. Sex had a hold of me. It controlled me. Not in the way that I just did anything… or went to bed with just anybody.
Today, I do not live defining myself sexually. There is no need.
Why would I want to?
My life is not defined sexually. I am greater than being just a sexual being. Sex no longer has its control over me. I am free. And I walk in liberty.
A very beautiful young lady, Raven is very much grown up… and definitely seems to have her head on in the right place, and clearly very much unlike most Hollywood types. It is my hope that if Raven Symone really is gay… and I say ‘if’ because a lot of women… and young girls try it. For some it is nu-vogue… the thing to do. To walk around telling people that they have a ‘girl-friend.’ It is kind of a hip thing for them.
But if Raven is… I hope that it is merely just a stage in her life. A stage that she will soon get over… and move on from it without too much pain. And that she is fortunate enough to be discovered by a wonderful man… who will love her… become her husband, and the father to her children.
Well, I have said it. Now, I guess I am going to hear from a lot of people who may disagree. But that is okay… I love hearing from you all… whether we are in agreeance of not.
Well, God bless… I’m waiting on my son now who is suppose to be coming to pick me up. So, let me just say quickly… I hope you have a beautiful rest of the week.
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Add a comment August 7, 2013
I don’t know maybe it is just a sign of the times. But yesterday when I went by our local post office I was greeted with a big sign on the door.
At first I could barely believe it. I thought it was something that ‘they’ were just talking about. I didn’t know that ‘they’ were really thinking about doing it.
It is hard to believe that 1 day this world will be without a postal system… but I see that day rapidly coming. A day when children will never know what it is to walk into a building called the ‘POST OFFICE’ to purchase stamps… or ship off a box… or express a package. Gone will be that place where sometimes you ran into a friend or 2. That place whose rates beat that of UPS or FEDEX. That place where you could go to buy a money order for any amount at a price below a dollar.
Yes, 1 day this world will be without a postal system as we know it. It will be replaced with over-rated email accounts, SUPER-FED or undoubtably it will become something else. Something just like our current phone system. It will be replaced by a bunch of people competing for our dollars… when we only used to pay just a few cents.
Gone will be the day you could just walk up to the counter and buy just a single stamp… or pick and chose between the Black History stamps, the flower stamps… or whatever other type of stamp you wanted.
Do you remember when television used to be free?????
I do…and I sure wish those day were back. Because ounce per ounce who wants to pay for a bunch of re-runs day in and day out. And with more than 100 channels… you still hear yourself sighing-
“There’s nothing on tonight.”
It is amazing how little we think of things until we lose them.
I like receiving my bills in the mail. And I like sending off a check in the mail when I pay them.
Have you tried to pay a bill over the phone… only to find that there is a fee for doing so?
Have you ever had a dispute with a company… and didn’t have a detailed record… like your prior bills to prove that you were right?
Recently, we were hit with a major storm that put us all in the dark for a couple of weeks. Everything was down. The ATM machines were down, all the restaurants were closed… Walmart and everybody else was closed… and there he was… that lone man in his uniform delivering our mail.
Treasure them while we still have them. Because the world is changing. And changing fast.
Can’t believe it.
Well, hope you had a good day. Got much on my mind. I have no doubt that I will probably write about it at some time or other. But right now I’m just dealing with it…and depending upon the Lord to work it out on my behalf. It is good to know that He is on my side.
Hope you had a great turkey day. We had so much to be thankful for. In fact, we always do. And no matter what the situation God is forever good. He never fails… even if the U.S. Postal system claims they are.
Well, God bless… and enjoy the rest of your week. How quickly these days are rolling by.
Almost December now…what am I talking about? Tomorrow is December… and soon Christmas. And then we will be into a new year… 2011 certainly did not stay around for long.
And soon… and very soon the rain drops in this picture will be replace by snow flakes.
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Add a comment November 30, 2011
It never fails to amaze me just how stupid some men can sometimes be.
What was wrong with Tony Parker that he just could not be true to one of most beautiful women in Hollywood?
Clearly, Eva Longoria loved him. And he appeared to be happy with her.
I recall that when the rumors surfaced regarding his bachelor party and some ‘woman of the night.’ Eva quickly dismissed it. She totally declared it to be false and denounced anyone who dared to even claim such a thing about her then husband to be.
And why not?
Aren’t you suppose to trust the person who your are going to partner yourself to for the rest of your life?
But it would seem that Tony has proven those rumors …and all tho stories to be true.
And he looked so innocent. Perhaps, too innocent.
You often hear men… and many women as well… often belly aching about how they cannot seem to find the right person… a good person… a decent person… a hard working man… or a loving and caring woman. Yet, when presentedd with 1 they fail to be able to appreciate him… or her.
Then there was Rick somebody or other… Oh, yeah… Rick Fox and Vanessa Williams. What a jerk he must have been. Who in his right mind would ever want to be kicked to the curb by Vanessa.
But some of these guys are just to pretty. But then when they lose out on what they had… and find themselves out in the cold reflecting on their errors… it is always too late.
Grow up gentlemen and ladies… learn to appreciate and respect what you have already while you yet have it.
I have had at least 2 men cry in my presence while telling me about their wives. The wife they cheated on… took for granted… could have cared less about… until she was no more. She passed.
As I listen to 1 of them tell me how his wife had been his best friend… his childhood sweetheart… and how he cheated on her so many times… I could not help but think as tears rolled down his face-
“Why is it that you can always see a good thing when it is gone?”
All chances of showing her… or rectifying the situation had been removed. She was dead. Gone forever…and now he didn’t want anybody else. He had stopped with all the other women. All when it didn’t matter… because she was gone.
How sad can that be?
But it happens day in and day out. Some people have everything that anybody could ever want… and they just do not appreciate it.
Today North Korea launched deadly rockets into South Korea killing both soldiers and civilians.
In my Just War’s class this would be called an act of ‘aggression.’
In Political Science there are a couple of ways that ‘aggression’ can be allowed and/or tolerated by the national community. One is for the reason of an ‘assumed threat’ by another nation-state. Or 2 for a reason where 1 country believes that there is real and eminent threat of being struck first.
Because of nuclear weapons small Nation States no longer fear hegemon states… large powerful nations such as the United States or Great Britain… or Russia any more. The power that hegemon states once wheeled has long fallen by the wayside. The ability to create and use nuclear weapons has become the great equalizer. And now small nation states such as North Korea, Iran, Pakistan etc… now feel their muscles beginning to bulge beneath their shirts. And are anxious to have their voices heard around the world on the world stage.
What action can the United States taken against North Korea for shelling a small South Korea island with deadly mortar?
Why do we have to do anything?
Yes, we have to side with our allies. And it is in our best interest to do so.
But when acts of aggression occur do not our allies likewise have an obligation to stand with us?
Today there is only 1 real super power left in this world… and that is the United States. But with soaring illegal immigration around the world… drug wars… rogue states… religious fanatics… and even some very unstable people running some foreign governments… it would seem that other like-minded nations have no choice but to stand with us. There is just too much going on in the world today… for any nation which is an allie of the United States to just sit back.
The ills that face this world take an united effort to quail and try to lay to rest. And that is the force that will overcome rogue nations… religious fanatics and zealots from destroying the world… unity.
Palin’s real world reality is…is that nobody really wants to watch her or her family on television. She is just not that exciting … or intriguing. And the show may hit the dust before its 8 week contract is up.
When the idea for this show was pitched… every thumb in the room should have been turned down towards the table. That is what TV exec’s should have done… tabled it before it got out of the box. But now after the dim ratings i just 2 episodes… they soon will.
Well, we are now almost just 1 day away from Thanksgiving. This afternoon I made 8 apple pies. I have to make at least 2 more tomorrow…and then put a few sweet potato pies into the oven too.
I had bought the peaches for peach cobbler but decided to hold off on that until Christmas.
I do not know about you… but I can’t get to the table quick enough or to that turkey.
Tomorrow, I have to pick up the video camera equipment because I have decided that I wanted to video tape us all together. This year we came awfully close to having lost 1 of my sisters. She suffered a heart attack.
She is doing just fine now… but during the course of the week she was in the hospital all I wanted to do was pray. And is all I did really.
God heard our prayers.
Hope that He has heard yours too. Through the course of a year many situations come up. It is good to be able to depend upon the Lord.
Enjoy your Thanksgiving… I know we shall enjoy ours.
Well, God bless…
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2 comments November 24, 2010
When I first stepped outside yesterday the sun was shinning, and all was well. But while standing at the bus stop the skies suddenly turned dark…and shortly thereafter came 1 little sprinkle followed by another. And before long it was all over I was soaked, and the bus was nowhere in sight.
Today, while riding on the bus…which is why this month I decided to buy me a bus pass since my son started complaining about me using his car. It is just as well…I really don’t mind…though the buses are a bit small and can be not as clean as I would always like. But I got tired to listening to my son sounding as though I’ve been taking advantage of him. So, I bought me a bus pass…now nobody can complain.
But while riding the bus today I overheard a woman say-
“They got 2 feet of snow today.”
I do not know who they were…or where they was. But I do know that that sounds bad for us.
Yes, it sounds very bad for us. Because I know that the snow is on its way here too. There is no getting around it. Plus, it is cold. And cold enough now to go back to wearing our winter coats.
It is hard to believe that just a few days ago it was in the 90’s. But that is gone now…and been gone now for more than a week.
But least ways when I went away for the weekend this time…I didn’t come back to any frozen water pipes, and water all over the place. And I didn’t have to worry about the cat being left in a cold house due to our furnace still being out. But if all things work out this summer my winter will be very different come October, November, December etc…etc…of this year. Yes…very very different.
So, we were on the road again this pass weekend, and needless to say we had to travel through some rain. But it was beautiful nonetheless. And one of the best parts is…is that while on the road we saw no accidents.
I now have grown to not only pray that we travel safely but also everybody on the road with us does too. And though I never thought of it before…it does indeed make a lot of sense to do so.
Just think about that.
What else did I want to talk about?
I just do not know.
I was awaken from my sleep early yesterday morning. It was one of the church ladies calling me. She had called me saying-
“We lost Deek last night at about 11:30.”
I had gotten into the city late and had found a great parking spot not too far from their apartment building. My plan was to get up early…about 4 or 5 AM and move my car as I knew that the Marathon went right pass their building. But when I went out to move my car early that morning…it was gone. And all I could think about was the New York City Towing Hell that I was bound to be in due to getting towed.
First of all, the car was a rental and that was a problem right there. Since, when they tow in New York they want you to submit papers on the car…all of which were inside the car. Since we didn’t own the car…it meant that they were going to send me to the rental place to have them give me documentation on the car and that I was going to have to be the valid driver. Of which I was not…since my son had rented the car for me. And he, of course, was hundreds of miles away back home.
So, this meant trouble. I could hear my son talking to me as I stared at the spot where the rental car had been parked. And I dredded calling him.
Because it meant that he was going to have to get up, get dress and now drive in to New York City…something that I knew he was not going to want to do. And certainly was something that he wasn’t going to be happy of doing it either.
So, I put in the call. He didn’t answer. And I took a deep breath of relief…it was after all now just about all of 4:30 in morning.
The street was clear…no cars anywhere. But the roadway was filled with squad cars riding up the avenues and crossroads making sure everything had been towed. Turing I went back into the building feeling that I was in for it now…and wondering how much all of this was going to cost me?
By the time I got back upstairs and explained the situation to Deek and his wife…he ask me-
“Did you go and look on the other streets?”
That was the most ridiculous thing I had ever heard.
Why would I go walking around to look for my car when it was obvious that it had been towed?
And all I could think about was how mad my son was going to be hearing this.
So, I finally decided to go back downstairs to try and find out where they had towed it to. And get directions to get there.
Why would they pick up my car to tow it just to set it back down somewhere else outside of a car bound?
Was what I kept thinking in my mind. When they tow your car in New York City…you are in big trouble. And you better have cash…if you want any hope of getting your car back.
Downstairs I walked out to the street and flagged down one of the police squad cars to asked them about my car being towed. And they directed me to call the precinct. And when I did it was just like Deek had said.
We laugh about it now. I have to smile every time I think of it. It makes me think of wisdom every time…this story…and those of us who lack it. We don’t even have good enough sense to know wisdom when we hear it. We pass it up thinking that it is foolishness. That is what I thought Deek was telling me…foolishness when he kept saying that I needed to walk around looking for my car.
He had wisdom over a situation which I thought I knew everything…after having been towed more that a few times in New York. Sometimes we can be so foolish because we think that older people don’t know nothing. That they are off the mark…far removed from things…and even at times lack real understanding of things…or knowledge of things. But nothing can be further from the truth.
Oftentimes given a chance their wisdom far exceeds any mere thoughts we could have on the matter. As such was this case.
To me it sounded ludacris that my rental car was picked up to clear the roadway for the Marathon runners only to have the City of New York without any profit to themselves re-assign me another parking space. But that is just what they did…and Deek knew it. While during the whole time I refused to pay him any attention. And you know…he never held that against me.
Even that shows great wisdom. How many people would have been mad…or become upset because you discounted their suggestions or ideas?
So many older people get kicked to the curb and totally disregarded simply because they are older. People refuse to believe that they have anything legitimate to offer…all because they are aged. But age breeds wisdom. It brings about a plethora of experiences and knowledge. A richness that we just should not pass up…or so freely let get away from us because we lack the wisdom to see just how valuable they are to us.
While on the road we caught the news over the radio that the President and First Lady, Obama and Michelle were taking a little weekend-get-away together. I grinned and my sister turned to me smiling saying-
“I love them.”
And I just loved hearing that they stopped and got some ribs.
I just happened not long ago to come across this story listed below.
And if you took the time to read it then you realize that the story is about some black man who purposely passed the HIV/AIDS virus to 13 women. And that there seems to be a debate about what should be done with him.
What are they debating?
The guy should clearly be thrown into prison and never released ever again.
AIDS kills…and not everybody has the resources of a Magic Johnson to sustain them and their medical needs. The medication for AIDS treatment is not only very costly but they have to take tons of different types of medicine. I will never forget all the pills my cousin Vincent had to take daily. And I have seen what that type of death looks like…and it is not pretty.
I have seen youth turn into the very old…go from being very fit and carefree to bent over and broken, with all types of medical problems and conditions that most of us never have to think about because our system works fighting off everything and anything that might try to invade our bodies. But their system does not…it can’t.
I saw a 34 year old man turn into an old man before very my eyes. He could barely operate his hands, walk or hear well. Vincent became old…a senior man at 34 years of age. Had I not seen it I would have not known anything about AIDS…but I saw how it ravaged his body and stole his youth and everything else from hm.
No one should be allowed to purposely inflict that disease upon anyone. Such a person is quilty of murder. And clearly after reading what his mother had to say…I can see why he is the person he came to be.
When I was teaching…I recall one day that 1 of my student’s mother came to school to pay me a visit. Upon meeting my student’s mother I realized why I had the problems I had with her daughter. Or perhaps I should say…why she was having the problems that she was having with me. Because in my class I do not have problems with students…but there had been some students who may of have had a problem or 2 with me.
This girl’s mother came to my class and she…her mother…had to have been an utter embarrassment to her daughter. The woman was very un-rulely and out of order….but at the end some of my students while handing in their work gave me their take on it that situation. And you know what they said?
“I had my money on you.”
I think that that girl’s mother thought that I was going to back down or become intimidated. But that was far from the case…though she did everything she could to get me to be so. Needless to say that mother never visited me again…and I don’t think I ever had any more problems out of her daughter.
But when her mother came to my class I could see why the girl was like she was. She was very much like her mother. But in my class and classes I lived by one motto-
“It was going to be either them or me.”
And I made up my mind early that it was always going to be me. I was going to be the one in charge and who ruled my classes…and not my students or any one student over me. No…and that went doublely for mothers.
Well, because of their mothers.
The weight and impact of ‘mother’ upon the lives of her children or child is great. It can either enable them or aid in making them become strong, fully thinking and functioning adults with high hopes of success in their lives.
Clearly, anyone wishing to get back at women or others because they have contracted AIDS is a person not willing to take their own personal responsibility in the matter. There are so many people who go around blaming others for everything wrong in their life.
It would seem to me…not that I know a whole lot on this subject…but knowing that so much is out there besides AIDS, that it just makes sense to use good common sense and judgment. Personally, I am an advocate of abstining…but if you love sex that much that you can’t protect yourself then why blame anyone else?
I knew that there was something that I wanted to write about. And now I have found it.
Can you imagine that…the possibility of possibly really finding Noah’s Ark?
It might just be some large ship that became ship wrecked many years ago. I doubt that Noah’s Ark will ever be found. It is not that I doubt the story…but what purpose would it serve God for Noah’s Ark to be found?
None. So, therefore, God would not leave it around to be uncovered several thousands of years later.
But it does make for an interesting story though doesn’t it?
And before I close I have to mention this. Perhaps my son has been so mad at me over his car because I never stop for gas. And it was until we hit the road that I realized that the gas prices had gone up so much. It was costing $4 plus in New York. Mannnnnn……
And you know what?
Well, enjoy your day…and night.
And God bless….
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3 comments April 29, 2010
I really do not like people who like to laugh and kajol themselves on the back of other people’s suffering. As if Chrysler’s going into bankruptcy only impacted the top dogs at Chrysler. If that was so…then maybe my attitude might be somewhat different too. But it does not…the top dogs rarely feel much of the ping…when the zing falls hardest upon those at the bottom. The top dogs get paid out…retire…and go on vacation for the rest of their lives while the poor factory workers get squeezed out of jobs. And are left suffering…wondering about tomorrow.
So, I really hate when I hear people laughing and joking about situations which impact poor innocent people…thousands upon thousands of them…just trying to make it…as black folks say…from day to day.
What could possibly be funny about another large American corporation having to declare bankruptcy?
It merely means more re-organizing…further cut backs and down-sizing…and the shuffling of more folks off into the unemployment lines.
It also means more mortgages can’t and won’t be met…due to people loosing their jobs. Credit card bills that won’t get paid…because… Well, people have lost their jobs. Less consumer wares and other items being purchased…because…well… Yes, people have lost their jobs. More people waiting to collect unemployment…more food stamps that will have to be given out…more medical problems for Medicare to add to their rows etc… More…more…more people who will need to be re-trained…for jobs which do not exist etc…etc…etc..
So, what is there to cheer about…concerning Chrysler filing bankruptcy?
And yes…President Obama should do everything he can to help constrain and assist Chrysler from totally going under.
Had I not gone to visit in Detroit last August such things would have never crossed my mind…but I cannot forget all those houses and all those buildings which I saw…street after street in Detroit all boarded up. There is something about having seen that…that has compelled me to never forget the plight of others.
Sometimes we get caught up in how big we are and how well we ourselves are doing… and what our family has…what we have…etc…etc… That we forget all about others…and about what is going on with them. But this is wrong. Other people lives do impact our lives…whether we care to believe it or not.
Recently, we have seen a series of shootings…where people just walked into some crowded place…office…church…mall…store…house…neighborhood…and just started shooting. And as you listened to the story unfold…you heard or read that the person who had done the shooting had just lost their job…been laid off…went seeking help and met up with nothing but frustration.
When your world comes tumbling down around you…and your family needs to be fed…the rent is due…the utilities are beginning to be cut off…and you are facing eviction…I wonder if you would be laughing because you worked for Chrysler…and your livelihood company just filed bankruptcy…and that meant it was going to cost you your job…your only means of a livelihood…for yourself and your family?
I doubt it.
The lost of jobs…corporate bankruptcies effect us all. And though you may view it as a government bailout because Uncle Sam is trying to help these companies out…the situations are bigger than their CEO’s. That money that Obama is taking to aid these companies is far less than what it would cost taxpayers to sustain those people…massive numbers of people who stand to loose their jobs. And I really hate to hear people who have limited vision…short sightedness…and who can’t see beyond their own nose…so much so…that they fail to see the bigger…and much broader picture concerning this issue.
Trying to re-train people for new jobs…many of whom have no computer skills and only know how to work in a factory…who many may be well up in age…meaning old…too old in fact to actively and with any real hope of ever being hired for a decent job outside of becoming some store associate, perhaps… far from receiving the pay they earned while doing piece work while on their factory job. Yet, they will be sent to school…enter junior colleges and things…on taxpayer dollars…and into various training programs…still on taxpayers dollars…they will receive unemployment…food stamps…Medicare etc…all of which will add up to far more than the cost of trying to keep Chrysler or any other large company on the verge of sinking from going totally under.
So, what is there to laugh about…and to say-
“There goes more taxpayers money.”
It is pay now…or pay far more later.
This recession thing is real. I may not be feeling it personally…but there are thousands upon thousands upon thousands of Americans who are. And they are in dire need of this country’s help and support…without the criticism.
Most people in this country have had a desire for a piece of that American pie…and when circumstances change…they should not be held responsible because of the curved balls that have been thrown their way. They only work for these companies and they should not be made to suffer because of them…ridiculed…or made to feel to blame because of any changes in the global economic environment…or the one here in America.
The first shoes made were made in Africa. University…library…books…etc…first in Africa. It is a widely known fact that most of the great Greek philosophers all studied in Africa. Africa is also known to be the place where the Garden of Eden had been. And where it may still well be…as there are still parts of Africa not yet seen by modern man…as you probably remember that most recently in some South American country recently they had found some unknown tribe of people who had not seen the modern world. And that was in South America…a place which is not two-thirds the size of Africa.
But none of this should really be a secret or surprise…as much of the Bible takes place in what as then ancient Africa…as Africa in ancient times stretched all the way into Asia. Ethiopia and other current African countries are cited in the Bible. Haran, a village in Africa, was the original home of Abram whose name was later changed by God to Abraham. And mentioned a few times in the Bible is the Queen of Sheba…an great African queen, who upon one time where she is mentioned she paid a visit to young king by the name of Solomon where she questioned him concerning things of God…as she was a woman of God.
So, if you want to read more on this story just CLICK the LINK BELOW.
If you want to get an understanding of early African History…CLICK and watch the video BELOW.
That being said…then China would really not be the oldest civilization known to man…as history is starting to show…but Africa…the oldest civilization of all mankind.
It is funny to me now…as I think back…but in one of my history classes about a year ago…I handed in a paper stating just that. Not about Africa…but about history…and how depending upon who is writing that history it may or may not bare the whole truth…or even be correct. I wrote that no matter how much man may try to corrupt history by purposely negilecting to tell some things…or by accidently doing so…that in time all things…meaning the truth…is eventually revealed through time.
Here is the newest African Beauty to emerge upon the stage of the world…and she is a high school student living with her family in Germany…and she is Germany’s next Top Model, Sara Nuru…an Ethiopian.
You must remember that it was a young beautiful…and evidently a very knowledgeable Ethiopian Queen…Sheba, who paid a visit upon King Solomon who brought him gifts and quizzed him.
Now, I am still trying to catch up on my sleep. So, if you will have to forgive me. I got up and out early this morning. I had to do what I really do not like to do too often…and that is catch the bus. But I must say…as a writer…it really does give you a great source for acquiring interesting little stories.
Hope you had a beautiful day…and for some reason I am feeling much anticipation. I guess because my book, THE BISHOP’S WIFE…is due out soon…and then the work really begins. I will keep you abreast.
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2 comments April 30, 2009
It should be of no surprise to anyone when Palin recently announced that she had considered aborting her infant son after being told that he was going to be a child with Down Syndrome. As I wrote in an earlier blog on Palin…the mere fact that she did not tell her family about being pregnant…then her flying off to conferences and the like while knowingly being aware that she was leaking her amniotic fluids…the baby’s lifeline…signaled that she not only thought about it. But Sarah Palin was attempting to administer in a very real way…her own form of birth control…or abortion…if you will…you take your pick.
When I initially read that story about the leaking fluids and Palin…I immediately knew exactly what she had been attempting to do. No loving or caring mother would have jepardized her unborn child like that. But Palin did…and just like she did this past week…she turned the story around to make it appear as though she had done some great and humane thang…because the baby had survived. And was born…a thing she has been trying to capitalize on every since.
Oh, they roared and cheered for Palin…as she did what she has always done…and I guess may have even gotten better at doing now that she has had so much practice doing it…got out seeking her own personal fame at that right-to- life banquet where she made her wonderful disclosure. What she called…”for a fleeting moment“…that she had considered having an abortion upon hearing the news that her son was going to be born with Down Syndrome. I doubt that it was anything but for ‘a fleeting moment’ that Palin considered that thought. I am more of a mind to believe that she actively and intentionally sought to do it…in her own little way. But it just was not to be…and it was not for a lack of trying.
Palin seems to be a master at pulling that old quasi-Mid-Western/Alaskian thang to con people into believing her to be some king of super mom/woman…and thinking that she is either just a joke…a fool…or some kind of saint. With most of the Republicans eager to believe the latter no matter what. She definitely believes she has got ’em fooled. And every chance she gets…Saint Palin keeps popping up in the news…for one thing or another. She is not intent on allowing anybody to forget who she is. Ambition…is something.
Saint Palin is at it again…and she is willing to use everything and anything it takes…to keep herself in the forefront…with her eye steady on the White House with a hope for her 2012 run straight into the Presidency. What a joke. I think…not. Saint or no Saint…Palin.
There was something about seeing that woman’s picture that you just knew she had done some insane sort of thing. But what…you could not imagine. But you knew it was deep…and going to be disturbing. And it was.
I cannot remember having ever read before where a newspaper article stated that some woman was arrested for raping anyone. That woman in that picture…the one with that crazed…insane look…whom I could not imagine what she had done…nor did I want to think about it. Because if you have gotten anything out of reading these blogs by now…it is this. That I hate these kind of stores. I am greatly disturbed by them. There are some things which haunt me for days…so I try not to read them… particularly…crimes against children.
Most of the time I turn away and resist reading such stories. Because I simply cannot take the thought of such things…it bothers me greatly. And for days if not much longer these things linger in my mind and in my heart.
I cannot for the life of me…understand it.
Why would someone want to hurt a little child?
What pleasure is gotten out of abusing a child sexually…or any other way?
What kind of woman would have done such a thing?
What is gotten from robbing the innocence from the innocent?
How can you do such a thing without being greatly troubled?
And troubled she was…that woman. You saw it in her picture posted all over the web and I guess all in the news. She looked deranged…insane…besieged by demons…plagued by satanic spirits…and forces. And she was.
The story is horrible. She had been a Sunday school teacher…and yet she had done something I had never heard said of any woman before…she raped.
A little girl who played with her own little girl…who had come looking for her playmate…the woman’s daughter. And this bewildered woman…locked deep in the satanic lust of her mind…laid hands upon her, that little gir…and took her….and performed acts upon her that were unspeakable. And we pray…killed her before she began to dismember her…stuffed her into a suitcase…and then threw her into an irrigation ditch.
What was going on in that woman’s mind?
How long had she been wrestling with the demons which were chasing her?
Had she done other acts…this Sunday school teacher?
It is hard to believe that there were not signs.
What kind of place is this town Tracy, California?
What kind of evil town is it that suddenly such evil is prevailing itself upon it…within its walls?
Could it be like one of those evil cities sited in the Bible?
Could there be such places where evil just abounds?
There can…and Tracy, CA proves it.
The article read that a few months earlier…a young teenage boy with shackles…emaciated…tortured…and weak…somehow managing to get away ran away from those who had kidnapped him and held him hostage…begging , “Hide me…please. Hide me.”
What kind place is this Tracy?
Is it like the city that Lot lived in?
Where he sat upon the fence watching as the acts of sin that were carried out before him.
What kind of time are we living in?
What is going on?
Could this be last days and time?
A few years ago I was listening to the radio and a story came up over the airwaves about this farm. At this farm the people checked in like it was hotel…and they went there to have sex with the animals. They were into beastiality. It too…was a horrifying story. It turned my stomach.
Who would think that such a place existed?
But if there was one…there has to be others.
What kind of people are these?
I was sick to my stomach hearing that story. I am sick now thinking about it…and the other stories which I have heard or know about…including all of this murdering. And all this murdering of young children.
One night while at a Sala Soul Sister’s meeting in New York…down in the Village at the Gay and Lesbian Center…a young woman came and gave a discussion. I had not known what she was going to talk about until she was introduced and began to speak. I had noticed that she was indeed very attractive and she was dressed fashionably in this leather vested outfit. It was her wardrobe which really gave a clue…but I was naive. I knew nothing on the subject…but I came to know an awful lot about the subject as she began to share her story with us.
She had just reached 50 years old…and I would not have guessed that. And she expressed how angry she was that none of her friends had shared with her anything about the lifestyle she was currently involved in. She even went as far as saying-
“I had to wait until I was 50 before anybody told me about this. And I am so mad.”
You want to know what her story was…don’t you?
Some of you already know…because of what I said about her dress.
She was involved in S&M…bondage.
Once I came to understand what she was talking about…I began to feel really sorry for this woman. She looked corporate to me…but I would have never have guessed that she was involved in anything adverse…much less S&M.
I had never met or talked to anyone involved in such a thing. But I knew immediately like that woman with that crazed looked upon her face…the Sunday school teacher…that this woman too was lost. She spoke of some restaurant in New York City…saying that after a certain hour at night all the doors are locked and everybody inside there engages in acts of S&M.
I was shocked that such a place as that existed in New York…or anywhere else. And a restaurant?
That woman was so deep into that life…that sub-culture of S&M that as I watched and listened to her…I knew she was not going to be coming out unless something miraculous happened to her. She was deep into it…and she loved it. She marveled in it…that life…and what she was doing in it. She spoke of that lifestyle with such passion that it was frightening to me just listening to her. Just to know that somebody could be so taken with something…so…so… so….contrary to life.
I do not know if I ever went back to another Salsa Soul Sisters meeting after that. That had to be one of my last meetings. I was appalled by it. And most of the other women there…at that meeting with me…they seemed to be enchanted and intrigued by the lifestyle. But I found nothing intriguing or enchanting about someone tying me up or handcuffing me to anything and then beating me or bringing out a whip to take it to inflict me with pain. Nor could I see anything sexually arousing in that. It was satanic to me…and no one was going to tell me anything different. And I was angry because my other Salsa Soul Sisters seemed interested in trying it out.
I am so glad that God gave me a mind of my own…another kind of mind. A mind to know what I was willing to accept and the things I was not…and not being swayed from my stance. I am happy that there has always been things that I have said ‘no’ to…and meant it.
How do you allow yourself to sink into all kinds of mess?
How do you allow yourself…your mind to become absorbed in all kinds of foul thoughts and actions?
I am not a fool. I am not going to try everything…1 time…to see. There are many things in this life that I have known that I did not have to try in order for me to determine…yes…o r no from the very on-set.
There is a culture of people who whether it be drug abuse…sexual abuse…child pronography… homosexulaity… beastiality… S&M…or some other adverse…or perverse behavior…they have entered into it willingly.
I will never forget how a woman…a black woman…out of the clear blue sky began telling me about how she used to have sex with her dog. This was somebody I knew…well, I knew her somewhat. I did not know what made her divulge such a thing to me. But it made my skin crawl. I wanted to run out of her presence and get away from her. It was sick.
I do not know what season we are living in…but it is sick.
It is corrupt.
I cannot understand it. But it is all Biblical.
The Bible says-
“That there is nothing new under the sun.”
It also says-
“For their sins are great.”
But how can people do what they are doing…to themselves…or to others?”
I am really troubled by the above stories…but I will try to end on an up note.
The Obama’s mutt in my opinion is ugly. But he or she seems friendly enough. So, perhaps Obama’s daughters will be quite happy with their new mutt. But it really looks like the First Mom is going to have her hands full with their new little addition.
I am just not an animal person…as you could read by the story above.
But I do not see what all the flax is about…as to whether he…or she came from a rescue center or not. It is just not all that important…while so many young children are loosing their lives behind all of this insanity. There is just so much more to concern ourselves with.
I have been tired…tired…tired all week.
To start with…I never got out of the hairdresser until after 3 AM on Sunday morning. Then I wanted to go to early morning service…which meant I dared not go to sleep following my leaving the hair salon. Because I knew I would probably not wake up until some time later that afternoon.
So, I stayed up as best as I could…and once I got past that. I then realized that if I went home and went to sleep before regular Sunday service…that I was definitely not going to get up. So, again I elected not to go home…so that I would not go to sleep.
I never hit the bed on Easter until some time after 5 PM. But it was fun. I spent it with family…the young up and coming legacy of my parents. And I enjoyed every minute of it…even though I was quite sleepy.
I did managed to peel some apples for a couple of apple pies. And the food was good…and there was plenty of laughter. But through it all I was tired.
So, all this week I have been paying for not having gotten any sleep on Saturday…by being tired my entire week. I am so happy that it Friday. Now, I can stay in and get some much needed sleep without feeling guilty for the next 2 days.
One other thing before closing…no matter what the reasoning of that Sunday school teacher. There can be no excuse for what she did to that little girl.
Goodnight…and enjoy your weekend.
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2 comments April 18, 2009