tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5747004249842682412024-02-19T00:03:57.509-08:00Powerful Beyond MeasureResting place to my thoughts and ramblings, inspiration, writing, hip-hop, mind-release, rants and other instances of complete randomness. Basically, the oil to the hamster that runs on the wheel in my brain.5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.comBlogger624125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-67579590121860373032013-12-27T10:20:00.000-08:002013-12-27T10:20:49.168-08:00Ten Things I am Grateful for<br />
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<li>I am still standing</li>
<li>I fear no man, but God</li>
<li>Mom and Dad</li>
<li>Sons are developing into a much-needed mixture of book/street smarts</li>
<li>Love</li>
<li>An emotionally-connected relationship</li>
<li>The burning desire to make better decisions for myself</li>
<li>Real friends</li>
<li>The brain to talk the talk, the heart to walk the walk</li>
<li>Ability to forgive those who have used me, cause they themselves are being used by others</li>
5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-2683887753137715592013-12-27T10:17:00.003-08:002013-12-27T10:17:38.232-08:00Autumn Likes and Dislikes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>LIKES</b></span><br />
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<li>bowl of homemade soup</li>
<li>holidays, birthdays</li>
<li>football, in full effect</li>
<li>basketball</li>
<li>no humidity: smell of cool, crisp, fresh air</li>
<li>gloriously, colorful leaves on trees</li>
<li>love the love we are making</li>
<li>soon as I get home</li>
<li>sleep better</li>
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<li>imminent struggle to leave bed in the morning </li>
<li>Black Friday</li>
<li>Halloween</li>
<li>gets darker earlier</li>
<li>cold rain</li>
<li>skyrocketed gas bills</li>
<li>trees slowly losing weight</li>
<li>winter season quietly awaits</li>
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5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-86161395004388950782013-02-05T19:21:00.003-08:002013-02-05T19:21:32.899-08:00ThinkingHave you ever noticed, right before a challenge, we begin to breath deep, sometimes inhaling and those butterflies form in your stomache? Maybe in a subconscious attempt to gather one's mind beforehand and exhale whatever antagonist anxiesties that may exist. Perhaps, to just for a moment brace ourselves for the full anticipation of what is coming and what must be done. Funny thing is have you also noticed once the task is completed, the same deep breath happens? This must be the signal of a much-needed sigh of relief that it is complete. In this exhale, it shows the importance of the task....the expel.<br />
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The beginning and the end of a personal journey are filled with deep breaths, throughout so many experiences lately I have been breathing deeply. <br />
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To a fault, I am a habitual thinker. I process every movement, every thought, every possible outcome, I throughly process a variety of thought more than the average person. Yes, it bodes well in certain areas such as my writing, my education, and sometimes my spirtuality...it rarely translates substanially in my everyday life. Throughout life I have over-analyzed everything. Once you add this truth to the fact that I am a Capricorn, intense, black and white, zealous, one might see how easily it is for me to dwell on things and hold myself back from some many things in life. Often to the point in which I am without realization. <br />
I guess this is like breathing, I suppose. It should be a natural act, something that we cannot live without. It hardly takes responsibility for our well-being, maintaining faith as well as perspective. All the while protecting the heart, navigating my endlessly thoughtful mind and avoid placing too much emphasis on too many insignficant matters. So, nowadays amid the tendency to become too stressed over the inconveniences of life, I am doing my best to reach deep within myself and hold steadfast to my protagonist anchor in this ever changing world.5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-43291438416342339762013-01-01T13:51:00.000-08:002013-01-01T13:51:27.293-08:00My Favorites of 2012<br />
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In my opinion there is money and there is love, two of the things that make this world go around, but in my humble opinion, music just does it for me. I don't believe a single day has gone by in my life that I haven't listened to a song that touched my soul. Music feeds my soul in every way. It speaks for me when I don't have the words. Want to know how I feel? Ask me what I'm listening too. It can speed me up or slow me down. Many times it just simply sets my mood. I wanted to post my absolute favorite songs of 2012. <br />
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Daughters- Nas<br />
Great is your Mercy - Donnie McClurkin<br />
Bye Bye Love - Nas<br />B*tch, don't kill my vibe - Kendrick Lamar<br />
Another Round - Chris Brown<br />
Wicked Games - The Weeknd<br />
Fear - Drake<br />
I Don't Like - Chief Keef<br />
My Moment - Meek Mill<br />
Mr Wrong - Mary J. Blige <br />
Believe in Us - Mint Condition<br />
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5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-64125777599771796012012-12-30T20:21:00.000-08:002012-12-30T20:21:07.096-08:00I got some Pub! Hey Now!My trainer put me in the mix! So excited that he thinks I'm coming along! <a href="http://thefitfactory.net/2012-NPC-Sac-Show-Team-Overview.html" target="_blank">The Fit Factory - Sacramento Show Wrap Up</a>5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-42909179707921496902012-12-30T20:18:00.000-08:002012-12-30T20:18:02.583-08:00Hey Nesha Ward!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-48387251225553444832012-12-13T13:04:00.001-08:002012-12-13T13:04:35.178-08:00The Boys are Home!<br />
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The boys are back in town! So proud of my BIGS. They are back home for Christmas and I see so much maturity in them. I will say the anticipation of them coming home has gotten me through quite a few busy days and also overwhelming days but I am just so overjoyed to have them home. <br />
I have the biggest smile on my face each day I come home and see them sitting in the living room and my kitchen clean. They have even been preparing lunches for my littles at night. They look happy and healthy and mature. <br />
Both have lost about 20 pounds but honestly, it's 18-20lbs of fast food garbage that neither needed anyway. Their Christmas lists are short and their needs are few. So proud of them. I wonder if I would feel the same if I was coming home each day to see them sitting in my living room if they were not home on college break...lol.<br />
Crazy things I was worried one was putting to much effort into PS3 and not enough into books and he didn't even bring it home for break. The other, has been in no rush to hit the streets. Both boys have been spending a bit of time each night with the littles. A mother could not be more happy, or feeling more blessed!5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-41927255919616534012012-11-30T18:32:00.001-08:002012-11-30T18:32:07.621-08:00Save my Soul<br />
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Writing is important for my soul. Four years ago I was lost. I picked up pencil and began to write again. I dug out my journals and notebooks and began to look through them. I wrote a poem that clearly describes why I write and what writing means to me. I have a profound love for the art of writing and I am thankful to God that He blessed me with the gift of words. It isn't as important as my prayer time in my closet but somehow it continues to sooth me.<br />
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<strong><u>Writing to Save my Soul</u></strong><br />
I am writing to save my soul<br />writing to hold on to control<br />
to stay whole<br />
I'm writing to remain<br />
Sane<br />
Writing to eliminate the mundane<br />
events of life<br />
I'm writing to acquire more happiness<br />
I'm writing to endure the pains and strife<br />
I'm writing to show the girl inside the limitless possibilities of an educated mind<br />
I'm writing to remind her to share the gifts God has given her with all man kind<br />
I want to encourage her to think and challenge status quo<br />
I'm writing to show her how the mind can grow<br />
I'm writing to remind myself of what I already know<br />
but most of all<br />
I am writing to save my soul<br />
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5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-87653228771622492492012-11-30T18:16:00.002-08:002012-11-30T18:16:43.116-08:00Likes/Dislikes<br />
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<strong><u>LIKES</u></strong><br />
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my Samsung Galaxy<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BF0pNGx58Uw" target="_blank">Real Artists who Make Real Music </a><br />
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Louis Farrakhan speaks truth, regardless <br />
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humility <br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GAf8l8Bs3uA" target="_blank">gospel music and it's best </a><br />
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patiently waiting for the Saints to pull it together<br /><br />
reaching my goals<br />
rather die on my feet, than live on my knees mentality <br />
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avoiding drama at all costs<br />
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Ray Allen in a Heat uniform<br />
Tyler Perry's latest Madea film <br />
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letting my temper get the best of me<br />
I really need a vacation but it's not in sight<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cODXtuC1U0c" target="_blank">this song </a><br />
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one-sided conversations <br />
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60 degree weather <br />
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people who refuse to mind their own business <br />
5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-14135402479374130602012-08-16T09:33:00.000-07:002012-08-16T09:33:23.999-07:00Summer Olympic Recap<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong>LIKES</strong><br />
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<li>The Opening Ceremonies</li>
<li>Usain Bolt is Half Man Half Amazing</li>
<li>Athlete Profiles</li>
<li>Michael Phelps...the man!</li>
<li>Track and Field...every bit of it</li>
<li>BBC Coverage</li>
<li>The Thrill of Victory</li>
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<strong>DISLIKES</strong><br />
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<li>Fake nationlism</li>
<li>Who will test postive?</li>
<li>US Medal winners taxed thousands by the IRS</li>
<li>Gabby hair controversy</li>
<li>NBC's horrible delayed coverage</li>
<li>The agony of defeat</li>
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5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-48470136661759167332012-08-16T09:23:00.000-07:002012-08-16T09:23:53.056-07:00The Boys are off to schoolI feel very disconnected...many things on my plate but I can't even think of one...I miss them terribly already.<br />
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5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-76876396752957099372012-08-05T17:20:00.000-07:002012-08-05T17:20:44.645-07:00AmbitionAmbition is priceless<br />
It’s something that’s in your veins<br />
And I put that on my name<br />
For my Ambition<br />
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it<br />
They gon love me for my Ambition<br />
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Everynow and then a song comes along that fits my life, my mood, my cardio...my walk....<br />
The gon love me for my Ambition...easy to dream a dream...<br />
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I push so hard during my workouts. I look at my sons and I wish that I could shrink myself into their bodies and give all the dedication, desire, fire and committment tha I have in me to them, so they will never know what it would be like to have regret of not giving their all. I want the world to love them for their ambition.<br />
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And now, I begin the restart of my walk towards my ambition....easy to dream a dream though it's harder to live it.<br />
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<br />5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-10264699817847336642012-07-02T21:57:00.000-07:002012-07-02T21:57:52.588-07:00Passion<br />
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I initially did it just to be doing something.<br />
True enough I still do it, but, as of late, it serves a far greater purpose.<br />
Don't get me wrong. Beforehand, as I received more than my share of pleasure, I offered absolutely no complaints. Everything was everything. Though part of me quietly wondered why I failed to possess the intensity required in order to push it to the limit.<br />
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It was during such reflection that I quickly realized something was missing. A key ingredient, if you will. I ultimately found there to be no passion involved. Which, in my case, proved to be the difference between having love and being in love.<br />
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A hopeless romantic; I would rather be in love, as if I cannot live without.<br />
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In an effort to understand why I lacked this much needed emotion, and perhaps obtain it, I slowly turned my attention towards other things in life. Or, whatever it took for me to see things for what they really are.<br />
They say - in order to find something, sometimes you have to stop looking, and allow it to find you. Of course there were other things which captured my interest, yet none of which left me captivated.<br />
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That is, until one day I reached deep within and discovered feelings that had been overlooked, unknown beforehand. In that invaluable moment, not only had I mastered the ability to transform raw emotion, but I also developed the spirit to read between the lines; finish sentences; add exclamation.<br />
Eventually, I found myself unable to live without it.<br />
So, nowadays, whether laid back in my bed, or stretched across the couch or drifting off while thoroughly engaged, one can find me with my face hurled off into the act itself.<br />
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In other words, there is no question whatsoever - writing is my passion.<br />
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<br />5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-1378460010364729062012-07-02T21:50:00.001-07:002012-07-02T21:50:52.485-07:00Song In My Head<br />
<strong>I may just a foolish dreamer, but I don't care.</strong>5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-53301685022501623172012-07-02T21:45:00.001-07:002012-07-02T21:45:23.016-07:00Random Stuff<br />
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Jordan, Twin B, youngest of the twins is an interesting character. Has about 500 twitter followers. Constantly puts of his random thoughts. Little scary how many of his thoughts are relatable. Words cannot describe the joy I feel when I lay and talk to him and little to what an amazing kid he is. He has transformed into a man before my very eyes. I love all of my children and they all have unique personalities and traits but he is...different. His thoughts and analogies are entirely to mature for a young man of his age.<br />
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Words of Wisdom from mom - There will be women who will love you, but I am the only one who will love you from beginning to end.<br />
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Every so often you hear a song that takes you back...makes you feel perfectly innocent and relights your childhood. I can close my eyes to EVERY single Maze song and just feel good. This is above all one of my <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0-MGpNgJdPU" target="_blank">favorites. </a><br />
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Whenever I am pumping gas and the numbers are moving extra slow, I feel like I have no choice but to stand there and suffer the wait (I'm usually in a huge hurry). I wonder if this is considered an exercise in patience.<br />
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<br />5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-20797405665774154212012-06-25T14:55:00.000-07:002012-06-25T14:59:14.310-07:00Ten Questions<br />
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1. Biggest challenge to Obama's re-election bid: economy or racism or disinterested voters.<br />
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2. Sports: An underrated Kevin Durant or hyped LeBron James or proven Kobe Bryant.<br />
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3. Spoken word: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mfoQOenh9Cw" target="_blank">Staceyann Chin</a> or <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9wAfWO-hoRY" target="_blank">Nikki Giovanni</a>.<br />
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4. Alicia Keys or Beyonce.<br />
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5. Obeying the Word of God or exercising God-granted free will.<br />
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6. Mothers Day or Fathers Day.<br />
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7. Expensive shirts or expensive pants or expensive shoes.<br />
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8. Which stage presence is more powerful: singer holding note or weeping sounds of guitarist.<br />
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9. More stunning: Stacey Dash or Diamond in her prime.<br />
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10. More stimulating: Intimacy or Great Sex.<br />
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<br />5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-70216747000124008142012-06-20T19:25:00.001-07:002012-06-20T19:25:44.981-07:00Song in my head<div><p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aw-LnwVqZ0s&feature=youtube_gdata_player">Watch "The SOS Band Tell Me If You Still Care (High Quality)" on YouTube</a><br>
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<strong>LIKES</strong>Pandora<br />
Sunday mornings <br />
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Mental orgasms<br />
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Perfect headphones<br />
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starting the week off on a positive note <br />
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Summer season <br />
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Strawberry Letter No. 23 Theme Music<br />
Melanie Fiona's new album <br />
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words of compassion, words of peace <br />
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McDonald's Lowfat Ice cream on a cone<br />
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Skip Bayless <br />
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times where my faith isn't strong enough <br />
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people who constantly ramble <br />
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when I have a strange feeling <br />
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when bad things happen to good people <br />
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senseless murders <br />
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they don't make songs like <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TzEq3qMLToM" target="_blank">this</a> anymore <br />
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beating-the-red-light temptation <br />
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when ice cream melts too fast <br />
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<br />5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-51069593243561351812012-06-19T09:48:00.000-07:002012-06-19T09:48:22.523-07:00Things I just do not understand...How any man or woman honestly expects a routine one-night stand to lead to a whirlwind romance and wedding <br />
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Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle <br />
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How it's humanly possible for anyone to live in this world without believing in God, a higher power <br />
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How such a talented basketball player such as LeBron James has been in the league 9 years and still hasn't won an NBA championship...hhmmm maybe soon huh<br />
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The irrational, over the top hatred for President Barack Obama <br />
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People who look directly into your eyes and clearly see you're not interested in the conversation, yet continue talking and talking and talking <br />
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How one can establish more of an emotional connection with a complete stranger, opposed to a person who lays besides you <br />
Why any woman would ever want to think like a man because for those of us who do it's quite irritating.<br />
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How these amazing creatures came from my body<br />5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-28689053349300106272012-06-19T09:42:00.000-07:002012-06-19T09:42:17.315-07:00I Respect It<br />
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God, the creator of all things <br />
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people who obey the Word of God <br />
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prayer <br />
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mutual love <br />
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actor Denzel Washington's body of work <br />
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people who respect themselves <br />
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fasting <br />
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Those who get it, and don't judge once they do<br />
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The Power of True Love and it's test of time<br />
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my sons' opinion <br />
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dedicated teachers <br />
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dedicated friends<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5sb4aiRGx50&feature=related" target="_blank">DL Hughley</a>5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-63066747546214972942012-06-19T09:28:00.001-07:002012-06-19T09:28:45.683-07:00Young and Black in America<br />
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For the past two months or so, I've had the privilege of discussing the shooting death of 17 year old Trayvon Martin with a few co-workers and friends, black and white. Each time, the conversation shortened among us, due to an inability to positively discuss racial matters in a supposedly post-racial society. As one known for quickly getting to the heart of a matter I firmly believe in pushing the proverbial envelope, even if it means ruffling some collars. Sometimes, collars need to be ruffled. I've learned - people of all races tend to lose whatever disguises once you get under their skin, no matter the age.<br />
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"They don't give a f*ck about us" - Tupac Shakur <br />
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For the most part, everyone agreed Martin's death could've been avoided had George Zimmerman not pursued the Florida teen as aggressively as he did. While none found problem with Zimmerman alerting authorities of "suspicious activity" while patrolling the Sanford neighborhood in his car, a few questioned his motives. What fueled Zimmerman's actions? Burglaries had previously occurred in the area.<br />
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Strangely enough, not everyone agreed Zimmerman is guilty as charged. They reasoned he had the right to defend himself, regardless of who initiated physical contact. Of course no one really knows who threw the first punch, except Zimmerman and Martin. And Martin's dead. And dead men cannot talk. So, for that reason alone, Zimmerman received benefit of the doubt, despite refusal to remain inside the vehicle as repeatedly advised.<br />
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Whites insisted Zimmerman stood his ground, while blacks argued Trayvon Martin hardly deserved to be laid face down on the ground.<br />
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If asking, I personally believe Zimmerman racial-profiled Trayvon Martin. As many do, who find themselves caught in the hype of believing all young black males are criminals. A scenario which certainly isn't unfathomable considering the stigma that exists in America. Not to mention the number of young and incorrigible black males who constantly perpetuate such widespread belief, on a whole. Thug Life, as often referred.<br />
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We don't want to go there, do we?<br />
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Problem is - Zimmerman guessed wrong. A fact that could've possibly been forgiven had he allowed officers the opportunity to do their job. If so, at least Martin might still be alive. I emphasize, might, based upon the nonchalant attitude of detectives upon witnessing Martin's dead body. We only hope those cops would've held their fire after they'd drawn and aimed guns at Trayvon Martin.<br />
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Again, let's not go there.<br />
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As George Zimmerman did.<br />
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Being the case, I ask: What if both Trayvon Martin and George Zimmerman were black. Would there be such public outcry?5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-33945960526673276502012-06-19T09:22:00.000-07:002012-06-19T09:22:06.614-07:00Things I don't understand<br />
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LinkedIn - No interest as of yet<br />
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How a grocer-sold Red Baron pizza tastes better than Pizza Hut brand <br />
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Why I can't bring myself to like Lebron James (I know....I"m a hater)<br />
why true friends aren't shown all the respect in the world <br />
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The whole Lady Ga-Ga hoopla<br />
Calculus <br />
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"Quickies." <br />
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why women are so afraid of bugs, yet unafraid to remove hair by its roots <br />
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why men says, "You whatever you want." Then catches an attitude once you do <br />
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<br />5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-23890097115617183202012-06-19T09:17:00.000-07:002012-06-19T09:17:21.444-07:00Likes/DislikesFeeling it lately...so many things I like, so many things I don't. I'm wishy washy lately. Happy then sad, Happy then angry, Sad then Happy, Irritated then annoyed...patience is little. Anyway...needed to post. Here goes. I need to get HAPPY again.<br />
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NBA Finals matchup: Durant vs LeBron (Get Him Durant)<br />
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Nutella is a great treat but it tastes like chocolate. I love it!<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EDhRumQz97M" target="_blank">makes</a> me want to get naked<br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihT_Lor12oI" target="_blank">this scene from Belly </a><br />
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inspired to blog, as of late. Thank you Hoodstruck<br />
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spirituality <br />
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my new grill plates makes my talapia awesome<br />
positive, motivating forces <br />
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changes in the mirror, makes me know I'm working.<br />
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running late. I don't like it, I hate it<br />
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people who knock, loudly <br />
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talk show hosts who rudely talk over guests <br />
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Boxing: Pacquiao robbed in title fight <br />
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my chocolate craving<br />
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worldstarhiphop.com <br />
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people who believe Obama is trying to overthrow government <br />
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people who drink liquor until they pass out <br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TPAaWPcKoYI" target="_blank">they don't make songs like this anymore </a><br />
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<br />5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-6068487922599835362012-06-16T09:03:00.000-07:002012-06-19T09:04:08.945-07:00My love for Tupac - Likes/Dislikes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong><u>LIKES</u></strong>critically-acclaimed body of work <br />
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fave movie: Juice/Poetic Justic - Tie<br />
fave song: So Many Tears<br />
Pac spoke truth, whether loved or hated <br />
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unmatched ability to convey raw emotion <br />
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personified the rose that grew from concrete <br />
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exceptional poet <br />
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brave-hearted <br />
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a little Tupac in all of us <br />
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June 16, 1971: Afeni gave birth to hellraising, heavenly son <br />
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The Shining Serpent <br />
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hardheaded, troublesome <br />
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signed with Death Row Records <br />
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lived life as if he had nothing to lose <br />
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spoke entirely too much about death <br />
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trapped: searched for something that could not be found <br />
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never received the chance to meet him <br />
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September 13, 1996: The Day Tupac Died <br />
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cried like I had lost a brother <br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yRtBgB1nCaU" target="_blank">lived so fast, died so young </a><br />
<br />5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-574700424984268241.post-31038970408946834122012-05-30T21:25:00.001-07:002012-05-30T21:25:12.612-07:00A little front, a little back<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Vici8qnG6Zc?fs=1" width="459"></iframe>Just added a little bit of chest and back. Trying to push it a bit more and get up to 55 this week on the chest but as you can see I'm struggling. My back is def. growing...we'll see what I can come up with in the next few weeks.5STRONGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11625231788278182464noreply@blogger.com0