Month: September 2019

The Family Bond! Chapter 6…Segment 6.

Goddess morning Royals. First, give praise and worship to the all High.

As of this moment, stop enslaving your own self and your own people.  Stop, trying to make them work for pennies on a dollar, when you know you wouldn’t even work for pennies on a dollar.  Reason for you becoming an entrepreneur, but you didn’t get there without the black people in the neighborhood.  So, if you are going to higher them then do it with respect and not to show them that you are better than them.  If you cannot afford to pay them more then have incentives wherein you assist them with purchasing a home or fixing their credit scores so they can afford their own home.   Have a program in place to help them get further, don’t fuck them over.  If, you do then they will turn around and rob you or kill you to get your spot.  That is what they are fighting to get your spot.  If you’re a true person of color then you know their mentality is to do what they have to do to get better, even if that mean climbing over you to get it, by any means necessary.  That what it is all about.  Instead of you bringing them along to advance yourself, you try to keep them down and you know that not going to happen.

So, if “society” can do a pyramid scam why can’t people of “color.” You know the scams, that all you people of color jump in line for and still don’t get anywhere.  So, let’s start a pyramid and when you advance you bring up the next person so they can bring up the person trailing behind them.  Meaning when your level advances, so do theirs, when you grow, they grow, we all grow.  Let’s make that pyramid happen!  Other than that, they are going to keep clawing, pulling, killing, scratching to get to the top; not caring who they have to kill to get there.  When they fall prey to their murderer; the next man in line or two steps behind; taking the lead but there will always be others who will kill to get that space.  Because no one is bringing them along and wants growth. Everyone wants to keep the top spot while that underdog suffers.  No longer is that working for the black man, and they are killing even their own brothers to get to the top.   The HNIC should not have to watch his back if he is doing his business right, because he is making away for the next man to become the HNIC while he relaxes and count stacks. Hence forth the pyramid and how it works. But if you aren’t giving them nothing; they will fight and kill to get something, and the less you give the hungrier they are getting.  Meaning more people will die before a lot is fed.  They are definitely trying to eat on these streets and by any means necessary to do so.  They are no longer waiting for someone to feed them, now they are just taking food out of your mouth in a matter of speaking.  If they are killing your bread and butter then your ass has now become the same people you stepped over to get where you are. Now your climb is less than theirs because they are eating your meals right off your plate.  Just feed them, it’s better, safer and less painful to do so.  If, not just listen to how they are telling you in every song they make, every movie they make and every funeral you attend.

The streets will show you the truth while pertraying a lie.

Now we have learned to inflict more fear in the community by killing those who wants to help families of slayed sisters and brothers but we can’t because those who do the dirt has made snitching a the code of the streets.  Well I say if you don’t live in the streets then do exactly what you know is right and regain that fear.  Tell what you know so that the murderers who plague our communities will know that this isn’t acceptable and that we will not have this any longer as a way of living.  If we don’t say anything then we just as guilty of the crime ourselves.  I understand that most of us fear for our lives but even if we don’t snitch then we still have to fear for our lives because we aren’t sure when we are the next targets on these people crime spree.  How can we as a black community protect our children or our community if we live in fear of what our children or their friends are going to do to us.  We need to know how to take back what has been lost and that is dreams, hope, love, trust, and honesty. 

Stop walking around in fear with that same target on your back as that of those you know have targets on their backs.

Targets

They sold you coke and you brought it. Didn’t tell you what to do with it so you snorted it. 

They sold you pipe dreams and you fell for it.

They showed you how to cook it and you smoked it.

Now you hooked on it. 

They sold you dope; you went to sleep on it. Didn’t wake up now you’re in hell wishing heaven was your playground.

They sold you water and you drank it, now they have you hallucinating.

Thinking you are alone, making it hard for you to come back home.

Got you thinking family don’t like you, and everyone wants to fight you. 

They all lies, everyone loves you.

Get back to the bond, nothing else is this strong.

Family love can’t go wrong. 

They got you out here chasing. Taking lives, live or die are you debating. 

Go back to your family instead. They really got in your head.  Hours later someone finds you dead. 

With a gunshot to the head!

Why, for no damn reason?  Niggas just out her scheming.  Flash backs of you laying there bleeding.

Nightmare come true, your life is over and now I’m through.  When will this madness stop?  Seeking revenge isn’t an opt, but more bodies will drop.

All because of the fear and jealousy… all I’m trying to do is live and be me.

Don’t hate on what I have you don’t know my struggle or my path.

Walk a mile in my shoes.  Darkness is the path, no food, no clothes, no water, no bath. 

Flashing lights is the code.  Dead body what the mode.  No one knows, no one was there, but in reality, someone is always there. 

Eyes everywhere, but who really cares.  Someone does because they snitched on the low. 

Now their lives on the line and they must go. 

Can’t be a witness because it is confidential.

You must now I can’t remember it’s all messed up in my mental. 

Society is the assailant, and you still the target. 

We right back where we started. 

This is the same thing for addicts or those addicted to drugs.  I hope you didn’t think I was going to leave you all out, now did you?  You watched your parents, uncles, aunts, older cousins, or grandparents get high.  In your heart, you know it wrong but your mind is telling you, they are good.  Oh my, the mind is a tricky muscle.  It will play the weirdest games on you and control your movements, but it only does what the soul wants.  If you know drugs is bad but deep down your curiosity is hungry then you will try it.  Some say I tried it and it wasn’t for me, you are a strong will and minded person.  Others aren’t so lucky.  For those who have weak wills and minds they get hooks on the first try and become so addicted to it that they lose their minds, not getting it.  They swear that they aren’t addict to anything until the stealing and jail time become a factor.  They say one hit is all it takes.

Sending you all love and kisses. #GoddessLove

The Family Bond! Chapter 6…Segment 5.

Goddess morning Royals. First, give praise and worship to the all High.

I’m calling you all out on your bull shit because some of you think your shit doesn’t stink, but it does, it really does!  It smells before you even start it, so please check yourself before you talk about others bull shit!  Your shit is so horrible it smells like a rotting corpse on the hottest day of the summer.  Smell your shit and stop smelling others.  You nor I are perfect but we could do so much better than what we have and are doing right now. 

I am going to go just a little deeper into our mess.  Some of it is generational bull.  Like come on black people, social services.  I know and understand that everyone, even I, need a little helping hand or have fallen on hard times, but some of us don’t even try.  Then our generations before us don’t even push us past them, they just walk our asses up to the counter and then through the process as soon as we turn eighteen.  When they should have been pushing for us to be better than them, not just like them.  The goal, black people are for each generation to be greater than the last, not the other way around.  It has become so bad for our people, that our men rather be on social services than out making an honest dollar.  Our children’s children want to be on social services when they grow up.  I can’t lie though “society” haven’t given us a fair shake either, but they have given us a shake.

Take that fake ass shake and make it more for you and yours, then you can help bring the community up.  If everyone did just a little, we could have a lot.  Stop complaining about what you don’t have and make it happen.  See the problem is we get ours and then leave behind the community.  Trying to forget where we came from so we really have no direction on where we are going as long as it is away from here.  But where is here, the same place that gave you your start and the same place you will most likely end the fuck up again.  See talent recognize talent and you are supposed to recognize where you come from and bring them along with you.  You couldn’t have made it without someone in your corner and now be someone in their corner.  It is a chain so continue to link it together.   We will break a promising chain but keep a declining one going.  Break the negative cycle to introduce the positive link. 

The problem is you all still believe that the slave masters can fix the problems that plague our communities.  No, they cannot fix our problems.  What’s broken is that you think that the slave masters can fix the problem, more or less care enough to want to fix the problems.  All along that’s the problem that’s broken.  See what we have to do is get our mind out of think everyone can solve our problems. No one can solve our problems.  Our problems are not the same as “white” people problems, or “Chinese” people problems.  No, no they’re not!  The reason our problems aren’t the same because we are the ones that they enslaved. They didn’t enslave their own kind no, they enslaved us!  In turn, we think that the people who enslaved us are the same people that can solve our problems.  Yeah, that’s where we are broken.  No, they can’t!

First of all, you have to get out of the mentality that “politicians” are going to save our cities, states, or our streets.  Bullshit! They are only there for the money!  The tax payers, paying them to do absolutely nothing, but make laws that keep you from doing anything.  Their laws are not for people of color.  I don’t care how many-black people you put into those offices, there is no way in the world they are going to allow those black people to control, anything!  Especially, when the majority of the house are “white” republicans.  We had a “Black President” and they fought him tooth and nail on every decision he made. They didn’t allow that man to do anything and he had the power to exercise his right as the leader of the “Free” World, but he didn’t.  You know why because he was a ploy to get black people back in the booth voting or they will have to find another way to show you all that you don’t matter.  They just wanted you all to vote so when they used your social security numbers to borrow against the people, they will have enough people to borrow against.  They just wanted it to seem like you all were doing your part as “citizens” and exercising your “rights” to do so. 

Let me ask you all this what did he say and do for the people of color?  Nothing because they would let him and he knew that going in that he would be able to do nothing at all for us.  He knew that he would just be a figure head for people of color and nothing more.  Just like all the other black politicians who get there by your votes and do nothing.  Now when they were running, they had so many promises for people of color and black neighborhoods.  As soon as they are elected in and have won those ideas and words are memories. They lie on their platform so that you can believe the are the savor. Them they abandon all of the constituents so that they can feed their persona agenda, themselves.  They start off with their sad stories on how they came from exactly where you “the voters” come from and been through the same struggles you “the voters” are going through.  For some they may have but no sooner as they in that seat, they forget their struggles.  They start looking at how they can help “society” who loves the “black” people.  Naw, no, no, no, that’s the problem.  We don’t care if they love or don’t love us, because we know they will never have the deep intimate love that we are supposed to have for ourselves. 

See our minds have become so enslaved that we believe that we can be better than our next black male or female.  When the thought should be that we can be better for your next black male or female and to bring them up.  The fact of the matter is, as much as we keep stepping on them “society” steps on us and that means, they get stepped on twice as much, double the crush.  We’re not helping, we’re hurting!  Revitalize our neighborhoods, but we keep letting these other nationalities come in and buy them; making them rich by continue to rent from them; and then complain about them being slum landlords. The fact is they could really care less about our neighborhoods, all they care about is the money that we kick out to live in these neighborhoods.  If you are ever fortunate enough to visit their homes, there isn’t a crack in the wall, nor is there a roach running about.  There isn’t a corner store to be found, more or less a liquor store or a crack addict swaying on the sidewalk. The water is even different, the taxes are lower, the streets are well paved, the air is different.  You are not paying attention people.  You could live in one of the best cities in the world, but you will always be just the lower, middle or middle upper class, but you never really fit into their “society.”  I don’t care how much money you have; they consider you privilege and you should be so honored to be in their presence.  Oh, sure your money is good enough for them to take but they still will not consider you to be one of them.  You can be one of the top Billionaires and could buy them if need be but you still will not be considered nothing more than a “nigger with money” to them, never nothing more.  They will never consider you to be part of the social circle just an onlooker trying to fit in.  Yeah, you get power but they only give you enough to make you feel good to give them your money.  I’m trying to tell you people that if you don’t do it for ourselves it’s never going to happen and if we don’t do it together for ourselves, it really isn’t never going to happen. 

The first time you mess up they turn their backs on you with the thought I told you he/she was nothing more than a “nigger” with money. Once again, excuse my expression of vulgar language.

Sending you all love and kisses. #GoddessLove

The Family Bond! Chapter 6…Segment 4.

Goddess morning Royals. First, give praise and worship to the all High.

Sophistication

So, you think you are sophisticated?  Your attitude can not be debated.

Your walk, speaks in volumes!  Your actions are something like Malcom.

Only time will tell!  This type of sophistication I know, oh so well.

Your talk is that of business.  Your movement is that to be witnessed.

Your nose up in the air, not a snob but then again, who cares.

Your sophistication is real.  So real other can deal.

You don’t dress to impress but you do your best.

You wear it so well, that your sophistication sells.

But it’s not on the market for sale to be sold, your sophistication story untold. 

Now that you are so high up, your soul they wish you will depart.

But you are not on their level, so to deal with them your surface.

Always a face-to-face, Goddess of sophistication take your place. 

Claim your throne, own your home, and continue to be the Goddess who is grown.

No one can stop you, no one can be you, for you are a sophisticated you, through and through.

You bleed honesty, you love directly, you talk properly, you hug gently, you show sophistication is you and this is true.

What the fuck have we become black people.  I would say excuse my language but it seems to be the only way to get through to some of you.  We have become the same savage’s “society” believed us to be.  We are the people “society” said we would be low selfish bottom feeders.  All they had to do is trick our minds and we fell for the bull shit.  But then we say, “oh that’s not me,” but in retrospect it is exactly you.  Well most of you!

We claim we won’t do this, we won’t do that, I don’t this or that, but turn right around and to find out you just did it, and still doing it, plus continue to do it, I know I am a product of this very act.  Here’s the catcher though; do you know you are doing it, and stop, or do someone have to call you out on your shit? 

On the real, sometimes I must be forced to see it, so yes someone calls me out on my shit.  Do I try to fight it, sometimes but then I realize I was wrong?  Other time I just apologize without delay because I was caught.  No need to further deny or perpetrate the fraud, I’ve been called out!  I’ve been corrected so many times in my life but I ahead to the correction.  Now I catch myself before I play myself. 

In other words, I do something about it, but most of all I wouldn’t be a woman, if I didn’t admit to the wrong and take the blame.  This is a statement and a confession of my mistakes, but you all will not admit or confess your sins.  All you want to do is point the finger.  Well if there is a mirror around stand in front of it and then point the finger.  Now you know exactly who to blame, Yourself! I’m calling you all out on your bull shit because some of you think your shit doesn’t stink, but it does, it really does.  It smells before you even start it, so please check yourself before you talk about others bull shit.  Your shit is so horrible it smells like a rotting corpse on the hottest day of the summer.  Smell your shit and stop smelling others.  You nor I are perfect but we could do so much better than what we have and are doing right now.

Sending you all love and kisses. #GoddessLove

The Family Bond! Chapter 6…Segment 3.

Goddess morning Royals. First, give praise and worship to the all High.

Since we know we can’t be in all places at the same time with our child/ren, let’s see who is there when are aren’t.  If your child/ren are stealing and they are arrested that is the law/ “government” being there for your child/ren.

If your child/ren is lost and cannot find his/her way back home or refuse to come back home (run away) then the community helps you to look for your child/ren.  Whether it is on social media, now, or through the police, amber alert, or whatever. 

If your child/ren gets in to a fight, hurt or misses school, all types of people also are involved in your child/ren’s safety, education, and safe return. 

So, with that being said without your knowledge or consent, somehow the community is still doing their part but not on the scale that they could.  This is because we as people have become untrusting in our judgement towards people.  I don’t blame you with what is going on in our communities I can’t blame you, but where and when does all the negativity, pain, blame and finger pointing stops.  When do we get back to being the village because our child/ren are the ones suffering behind the lack thereof? 

I know because I have experienced it myself as an adult and saw this:

I just saw a 11 years old girl with make up on her face and hair to her ass.  Now I know that when I was young if it wasn’t mine then I shouldn’t be there nor should I look like a prostitute.  The village would have dragged my ass to my parents and I would have received an ass whipping I couldn’t believe.  Not to mention I would have definitely got my ass whipped on my way home to my parents.  When I asked her how old she was she rolled her eyes and said, “Why you wanna know?”  First Ms. Grown ass, who English is broken, it is who wants to know and secondly, because I asked.  She said, “11, why what’s it to ya?”  At this point I want to shake the shit out of this little girl.  I said because you look like a clown and I wanted to know what circus you were performing from and where can I catch your next act.  She said, “Ha! Ha! you not funny!”  Little girl, where are your parents and where do you live? She said, “I don’t talk to strangers and I don’t tell them where I live!”  First, I give her credit for lying in my face because I just saw her trying to get with a 19 years old boy.  Secondly, you need to take your fast ass home.  The boy just laughed at her and told her to take her young ass somewhere.  I commend him for turning her away but not for not trying to explain to her that one of these little guys will try her. 

She then walked off shaking her ass and mumbling under her breathe. 

I was not going after her but I ask you all this, where was the parents when she walked out of the house looking like that?  No one can tell me she didn’t walk out of the house like that because of her smart ass mouth she probably at this point do mommy’s make up as well.  She was caked on like a clown.  If it wasn’t for that fact, I have raised children I would have given her a little older than that.  She needs some home training and is getting very little.  Her respect level was out of control and for those who know me, you all know I would have snatched her and taught her a whole new lesson in manners.  But in this day and age people who needs the village are the same people who tell you not to correct their children nor put your hands on them.  The worst part about that is that someone in the village could be the same person that save or change that young lady’s life.  This will be the same child in a few years that is whipping her mother’s ass in the street because she has no respect for her and the one that will tell her father to kiss her ass because he wasn’t never there to protect her from what she has become.  She will be the same young lady we will read about in the paper either for murder or dead somewhere because her mouth caused her fate!  I pray none of this is true and she is just going through a phase.  I also pray that she turns her life around and be the best person I ever had the discomfort of meeting.  Surprise me!

The most important part is that if we do nothing to save this child from the street or jail and she becomes product of her environment. That is now the excuse for everything that happens in the streets.  They are savages because of where they live.  That is bullshit and you all know it. 

No, they are out of control because of how they are or aren’t being raised.  Either they aren’t being raised properly, or this is exactly how they are learning to raise themselves.   As the people of the community where is the heartache for the lost generations that is coming up and will soon be our future.  Hold up because at the alarming rate of homicide in Baltimore, there may not be a next generation for us to raise or turn to if we keep sitting back doing nothing; until it hits home.  Oh yeah, we done nothing, and is doing nothing so they are dying at a rapid rate.  So, in reality consider yourself the last of our generation, because there will be no future if we don’t stand together and for something now!

We are all, I mean most of us, are living our own lives to the point we can’t see how bad they need us and is calling out for us to help them.  Of course, they aren’t going to come straight out and say it but their actions are speaking loudly.  Stop being so high maintenance that you can’t hear the call.   

Sending you all love and kisses. #GoddessLove

The Family Bond! Chapter 6…Segment 2.

The Family Bond! Chapter 6…Segment 2.

Goddess morning Royals. First, give praise and worship to the all High.

There are two kinds of people in this world; the doers and the procrastinators.  What is a procrastinator it’s a person that delay or put things off today for tomorrow?  He/she will not try to think about doing actually what they need to do because they have already decided it can wait until tomorrow.

Now what we are going to do is break down why there is two groups and who they are?  We are going to find out which one of these categories we fall into as people.  The unbelievable part is that some people are both.  These people know what they need to do but does things in segments and then feel like they took too long and now the results aren’t what they could have been had they done it sooner.  They find themselves feeling overwhelmed from a lack of accomplishment due to the time frame they took to complete a task that could have been done sooner.

Don’t feel as bad though because if got done just learn from this incident and do things differently.  At least it got done and you aren’t still putting it off until the next day or next time you have time.  People in this state fail to give themselves at a little credit for accomplishing a task or goal that they accomplished.  Stop beating yourself up about it and allowing the frustration of getting it accomplished manifest into a negative when in fact it is a positive.  We as black people have the tendency to want to keep going over things even when it should be behind us.  Let it go and move on to the next task because the longer you dwell on this problem, that has already been taken care of, the less time you could have been doing the next task. Meaning now you procrastinating in a different way, by dwelling on the past and things that already is or has been.  Same thing about being an ex-boyfriend or ex-girlfriend or ex-husband or ex-wife.  Let it go so you won’t destroy the next relationship; worried about what went wrong in the past ones.  A lot of us do it and end up missing out on the relationship we’re currently in because we have become obsessed with the past.  LEARN, LAUGH, AND MOVE on to the next chapter, because there is nothing you can do about the past but except it and learn not to repeat it. Like now I am moving on from this subject and onto the next.

We are going to explore the different types of men, women, and children (families) in the black community. 

We have moms that believe in being moms and only moms. They are the moms that no matter what they are the first and only thing that matters to them.  They can care less about anything else.  Their focus in life is to make sure that their children and grandchildren have more than they ever had.  They are stay at home moms that loves to cook and clean, while their significant others work to pay the bills. Their only purpose so they feel, on this planet is to protect and love the children in which they have birth. 

Then there’s the working moms, that believe in their family that’s why they work as hard as they do.  She tries her best to make meetings and school functions but her job requires a lot attention from her.  She tries to make up for it by giving the child/ren whatever they need or wants. This is her way of expressing her love in turn for her absence.  All in all, she lacks the communication on some strong factors but she doesn’t see things when she has the moment.  She pays attention when it is reported to her or brought to her attention.   

Then there’s the moms that work don’t pay the family no attention.  They can’t cook, cleaning is not an option, nor is paying bills.  They really had children because they felt alone and needed someone around to fill a void.  These moms are selfish in their own beliefs and self that they forgot, they had children.  These are then moms I call the invisible moms. They are seen but never heard from when their children are in trouble or needs then.  Their attention span is always focused on what she has and the next woman doesn’t have.  She is always in competition with the next woman who isn’t paying her no attention.  She is seeking to be seen by the wrong people. Her only bragging rights is that she has a job.

Then we have moms that are super busy with their own lives that grandma, grandpa, auntie, uncle, or someone else is raising their children.  Maybe, the children are raising themselves.  Mom is getting full benefits, receiving payments out the ass for these children, whether child support, tax credit, social services, or where ever the funds for these children are coming from, she’s benefitting.  However, someone else is putting in the efforts, time, love, dedication, education, and growth with these children.  She is more concern about her body, hair, and make-up that she doesn’t even remember that she has children.  She parties all the time and uses the children for beneficial purposes only to satisfy her bad habits.  This mom is just an egg donor and she should not be able to reeks the benefits of having children when she isn’t the one taking care of them.  She is just like a baby machine because she keeps having the children but none of the responsibilities falls on her at all.  She is totally not responsible for her own life and could care less about those she births. 

Here is where I think the father of the children should and wants to step in but the mother makes it way too hard for that to be a factor.  They are so scared of the law that they refuse to press the courts for their parental rights.  They believe or think that the courts are going to side with the mother and thinks that she is a better fit for the children.  This where so many men fail because if you can show just cause and how you can better serve your child/ren then the courts will side and favor you over a mother whose only in it for what benefits her.   She is the mother that talks bad about the father at all cause, but as soon as that child support, alimony, or whatever source of income is support her life style, she is quick to call the authorities, as well as him a bunch of names.  She is the one that put all the negative thoughts in the child/ren’s head about the father.

We have the dads, that’s in the home and does nothing to help.  He doesn’t lift a muscle or finger to help in any way possible.  He is where the term “dead beat dad” comes from.  He is like a child; all he wants to do is lay around and play video games.  He is in no shape or form going to look for a job or consider helping his family, but this is what some of you women have conformed to so that you can have a male in the home.   Why struggle harder with an extra mouth to feed but no help in feeding the family.  If a man cannot bring food to the table, he shall not eat, ask what’s for dinner, nor sit down at the table. The audacity of some people to allow this to happen.  If we as women who live like this allow this to happen then the results are exactly as you want them.  Because if you are motivating him to do better then he will not want nor try to do better and if you are and still no results have changed him or his drive then you need a different male in your home and life.  No matter how much you love him!  This is a bond that isn’t for you, sorry!   

Then there are dads that’s in the home and does everything.  He’s at every doctor appointment, every game, play, school event, church event, social gathering, family gathering, and more.  He cooks, clean, comb hair, cut hair, wash clothes, iron, clothes, shop for clothes, shoes, groceries, pay bills, read bed time stories, dance, sing, role play, and dress up for and with his children, and has a full-time job.  I call them super dads.  There is no task to big or small and no activity to girly or manly for him when it comes to quality time with his child/ren. 

There are the dads that aren’t in the home and does everything super dad does except bed time and stories.  He wants to be a family for the children sake and to rekindle the love he once shared with the mother of his children but that just aren’t in the plan.  He is exactly where he is supposed to be in his mission with his child/ren.  His function is that of an outside dad but a dad nonetheless.  He has no limitation when it comes to his child/ren, for the exception of being with the mother.  

The men are who are taking care of someone else children because his fucking the mothers but will not lift a finger to help his own damn children.  What the hell you think this makes you a good father no in fact it makes you the worse kind of man/father there is next to the deadbeats.  See how in the hell you out here struggle hard and doing all the right things for another family but refuse to help the ones that is of your DNA.  You aren’t even in the right mind, and if it is because you aren’t fucking their mother then you aren’t a man at all you are what “society” have made you a whore.  You are not even worth talking about because you are less than scum.  How do that make sense just because you are getting you penis wet by a woman that you can’t take care of your child/ren.  So instead of being in charge of your responsibilities you are only responsible for getting a nut?  Weak ass!   

Then we have what you all call a deadbeat.  He’s not in the home and does absolutely nothing.  He doesn’t claim the child/ren or even want to see them.  If he sees them on the street, he doesn’t acknowledge them.  This male should be ashamed of himself but he can’t because the woman and the children allowed him to get away with this type of life.  He is the worst of the worst.  I don’t usually recommend jail for anyone but this type of male is why the family bond in most homes cannot be repaired or is so broken most wouldn’t know where to begin to mend it.  He is the father of the child/ren who are out here turned up and doing the exact same thing to their child/ren that was done to them.  No wonder the cycle continues because no way there was any morals or values taught in this process.  Mother’s don’t help either because they talk so bad about him that even if he wanted to mend the bond that all she said would confuse the child/ren any way.  She has the right to express herself but when you do it to the child/ren they lose just as much hope in their bond ever been mend as the mother.  It became apparent to them that this is their life, especially when the mother bitter ass tosses it in their face all the time.  Believe me she isn’t saying sweet things about him to the child/ren or around them to others.  All she has is negativity and hate which is then instilled in the child/ren to have the same feelings.

Then you have the child support dads that only want to see the child/ren because “society” forced him to take care of his child/ren so why not see how your money is being spent.  He just wants to see how well his money is being spent.  He doesn’t want anything to do with the mother and he is the one talking bad to the child about the mother.  These child/ren are not you all confidant, what you have negative to say about the other parent shouldn’t be said to the child.   He can’t really enjoy quality time with the child/ren because of all the hate he has to express about the mother to the child/ren.  He makes it his business to also down play any other male that she may have in her life just because he is being forced to pay child support.

We as parents have fell down a slippery slope and have yet to see a way to climb out of the very hole, we have dug for ourselves.  We have these children that is growing up way to fast and it is because the family structure is weak.  Single parents are raising teenagers without a village is all wrong.  Children of all ages needs structure and stability.  If you think that you are a mother or a father that doesn’t it all on your own, you are wrong.  Someone, whether it is “society,” the “government,” or the community that is helping you even if you aren’t aware of it.

Sending you all love and kisses. #GoddessLove

The Family Bond! Intermission

The Family Bond! Intermission

Goddess morning Royals. First, give praise and worship to the all High.

School Scenario: Two Black Guys – One is Dark-skinned and stays to himself. The other Light-skinned and always with a group of followers not of color.

Dark skinned brother enters a room – Good morning everyone

Light skinned brother – And who you supposed to be?

Dark skinned brother – I’m a brother like you’re a brother, trying to make it in a dream, where everyone seems to want me to fail.  Who you want me to be?

Light skinned brother – Who you talking to?

Dark skinned brother – Oh, it’s not a debate my brother. It’s just, I want you to understand I come from almost the same places you came from. Just because I speak properly doesn’t mean I wasn’t raised in the hood.  It just means I was raised by people who cared how I pronounce and announce word and how I sound. That’s about it!  My color is the same as yours.  No, it’s not about color and no it’s not a race war, but a little something more!  Something that we should be doing, we should be Uniting instead of Fighting! We should be wanting more for each other.  I’m here just like you are here, to get an Education.  To walk through those doors, just like you walk through those doors.  I’m trying to better myself and make a way for my people, my young one, my children, the generation coming up behind me.  No, I’m not trying to display you, nor diss you. I’m not even trying to displace you.  All I’m trying to say we are in the same place. That mean that your grades are just as good as mine grades.  Don’t down play me because I am here to fulfill a dream and you’re here to make a scene.  I’m not about that, I’m about another thing. I’m about trying to help the next, you down here try to break a neck. Oh, My God, I feel my pressure getting high but why?  Because, I don’t feel like I should be the one that’s about to die.  I didn’t do anything to you.  Aren’t you tired of seeing that?  The same thing on TV. Every time you turn around you see black killing black; I know that sounds whack.  But in reality, that’s what you are threatening me about.  How you going to take my life?  Yet in still you sit up here worried about the next white man and his life.  You are trying to be better than me.  I’m trying to be better than everybody.  Oh, not saying just you.  I’m trying to be better than him, him, and him.  I’m not trying to be that person that is sitting over here in the corner singing my “should’ve,” “could’ve,” “would’ve”.  I’m not trying to blame “society” for my down falls.  I’m not even trying to blame my parents for not being able to take care of me properly, but someone loved me because I am here.  Someone loved you because you here.  I don’t care if you fought the fight and loved yourself enough to get here.  I fought the fight and someone else loved me enough to get me here. All that really matter is that we are here! So, this way we can better ourselves.  Yeah, I know you want to be the tough man on campus.  I’m not even going to debate it.  Just because I am another brother on campus doesn’t mean I am here to be better than you in the fight race, I’m here to be better than everyone in the educational race.  That’s it!  My mindset and your mindset could be on the same page.  Just because my grades are higher than yours doesn’t mean I can’t get you up on that level.  Why I can’t pull my brother up, because that’s my whole means, the whole reason I am here, is to help better my society.  Help better my people. I’m not here to kill nobody, not here to degrade nobody.  I’m only here to help me. That’s what my loved ones sent me here for.  I’m saying you don’t have none, I’m not say no one cares.  That’s not what I am trying to say, so don’t read into this the wrong way.  I need you to understand. I’m just here trying to be a man, the same reason you are here.  I’m not here to show nobody, nor raise nobody’s hopes pass where they are.  I’m not here to even the score.  Naw, that’s not what I am here for.  I am here to better me, because that’s who I know.  The only person I know. I don’t know you, but Hi! I would like to introduce myself.  I’m your brother from another mother. My name is “Love,” that’s me.  Oh, you don’t want to shake my hand? That’s fine! Still makes you a man.  It didn’t make you less than, just because you didn’t want to do one thing, introduce yourself to me.  See I already know who you are!  I always know who everyone is, everywhere I go. I make it my business to know who’s around me. I need to know what kind of danger my life is in, whether they are of color or not, because no one can be trusted.  You are proving that to me right now.  Our colors are the same.  You match me perfectly.  Don’t even know if you are related to me. All I know is every black is not black and every white is not white, every green is not green and every blue is not blue. Some are off white, eggshell white, cream but not all white, just representative of white. Some is midnight black, blue black, black but once again just a representative of black.  Some are greenish blue, and representative of green and blue.  Some browns are tan, khaki, beige and cocoa.  So, every color isn’t the same color and every heart isn’t the same heart.  Just like every person of color isn’t the same person of color.  So, what I need you to do is understand this, is that I am here to run the race and nothing more.  So, allow me to run the race and make it to where I am going, and I’ll stay out of your lane.  By the way my brother, you have a great day! PEACE

As he tried to keep their attention from the fear that is building in his heart and showing in his sweat. Then taking his exit before allowing any of them a word or a chance to react.

School Scenario 2: Same to brothers meet again.

Dark skinned brother – Damn here we go again!  Didn’t I just run into you last week trying to do the same thing.  Oh, do it not get tiring, do it not get tiresome?  Sigh

Light skinned brother – Oh, wait a minute brother.  It’s not even why I am here.  Had time to think about what you said to me last week.  Our encounter was kinda scary.  Yeah, I thought I was gonna have to deal with you.  Everybody was putting false things in head about you.  But, now I’m here to extend my hand and introduce myself, be that man.  I’m no longer the same brother from the last time.  Our last encounter was something unbearable, but you spoke truth, you spoke reality.  Now all I wanna do is extend my hand you like a fellow colleague.  Now don’t get this wrong, I still have that I’m better than you attitude, because you instilled that in me.  To be better than who I was, so now I aint even mad atcha. Now I just wanna do what you extend me to do, help me up, raise me up. Let’s be brothers on this campus of love.  Let’s no long have this roar against our own kind.  I just wanna be the man, the man I came here to be.  The one that’s laying in the back of my mind. I want to bring him to the forefront, because I know I’m better than that.   Naw, I don’t wanna smoke weed, I don’t wanna roll blunts.  I’m not trying to stunt no more! What I’m trying to do is be better than before. Now, don’t get it misconstrued, I’m still a tough person and I still understand that I have those defaults! But they are no longer the parts that I’m trying to work from they are the parts I’m trying to work on.  I’m here to do exactly what I struggle to get here to do.  No, I’m not trying to be the big man on campus.  I have plans! I have goals!  Now that’s my focus.  Yeah, I do understand that somebody loved me at one point in my life, that why I was birth.  Somewhere along that line it got fucked up and now I’m here on this planet, called Earth to do my own thing. No, I’m not mad, at first, I was, anger build up inside.  Didn’t know whether I was gonna have to kill or die, but now, I’m on another plane of existence to do the things I was here to do from the beginning.  You know, work my magic, put my thought into plans.  No longer into man of destruction, but into actions of deliverance.  That’s why I am here, God have found me a new way so I’m gonna use that way. No longer will you have to worry about me being the shoulder that you have to look over, worried about whether or not I’m behind your back. Naw, right now I gotcha back. So, from this moment on, look at me as that brother, from the same or the other mother.  Doesn’t really matter.  You might be right our colors do match! We could be related, but that’s no longer a debate. All I’m worried about now is how far we gonna get together?  How we gonna walk out this campus together as one Unity, Power? That’s where I’m at now.  My heart has stop being sour and started being happy, because you ain’t the one that left me.  That’s where that anger was at, deep down inside.  I knew that I shouldn’t have done anything to anyone, but the anger had taken over.  So, now my anger is in a better place! No longer is it covering me, no longer is it hovering over me, but now it’s right here in front of me, to do nothing but excuse me. Push it to the side and walk pass it.  Get outta my way, now I’m seeing it from my rear-view.  I ain’t afraid! I ain’t looking over my shoulder, no need for that.  Now I am a better brother! LOVE

This may not be how it goes in the streets or in a real-life situation but this is how it should go.

Sending you all love all kisses. #GoddessLove

The Family Bond! Chapter 6…Segment 1.

The Family Bond! Chapter 6…Segment 1.

Goddess morning Royals. First, give praise and worship to the all High.

The Road to Understanding

Stop giving people your joy wherein they only want your pain, suffering, hatred, and misery.

Before we can understand anything, we need to first know that we are they only race on this planet that cannot completely identify ourselves.  We are the only race who identities have been completely stolen from us from all races.  This is the reason we are so confused on what and how to unite as one.  We have been programmed to believe that we are of their origin.  They have been stealing our identities for centuries.  Before we can join forces, we must know why the forces are needed. 

We first were enslaved and once freed, they grouped together and became the Ku Klux Klan, claiming their superiority over all mankind.  Then they started to hide themselves and take a different approach to killing off black.  They are now our lawyers, doctors, nurses, police, commissioners, judges, majors, governors, other parts of government, and Presidents.  When you kill our own the doctors now fake it to make you think they did everything they could to save their lives.  They also send you to jail or prison, pretending that they care to protect you with the law, but they are on “society’s” side to send you right to prison.  Police trump up charges against you to make you seem worst off then you really are, all to prove “society’s” point that black men are no good and worthless.  Judges are no better some just throw you back on the streets to see if you are a target and will die before they waste “tax payers” money to try you for any federal case.  Yes “society” is the biggest hypocrites there is and every will be.  From the local government to the federal government, they work against black people for the purpose of stroking their egos and filling their pockets.  They know they are winning, but also know that if we come together, they will lose the war and the battle.  They broke us down into two different types of people.

The light skin nigger and the dark skin nigger, separating us from one another {Excuse my vulgar language in this context}.  Causing a rip in the very home that has both textures of skin color, and what did we do.  We fell right in line and still do it to this day.  They divided and conquered our homes and we did nothing to stop it.  We didn’t educate ourselves or realize that we are still the same family we started as before they got into our heads.  They treated our light skinned people different than what they treated our dark-skinned people.  They taught us how to hate our own kind and we got on board as soon as they planted it in our heads that being light was better than being dark.  They whipped dark more because we could see the big picture because they weren’t feeding us bull shit but our sisters and brothers of the lighter skin couldn’t because they were the ones on the end of the spoon being fed the lies and hatred. 

Still to this day we have the audacity to still separate our lighter family from our darker family.  We do it because it is what we have been taught and shown to do, but we have to break that barrier.  We have treated all our people whether lighter, darker or in between the same as we will want to be treat by someone who is opposite of your color.  Let me clear that up for you so if you are dark skinned or mid brown skin and want to be treated good because of who you are then treat the light skin person the same way, and if you are light skin or what they call a red, or yellow bone and what to be treated good based on who you are then treat the dark skin person the same.  What is absolutely mind boggling to me is that we treat other races better than you treat your own immediate family or our people of color.  That makes no sense at all and people we are trying to bond the black family together no longer tear them apart.  The only part I can say they got right is the doer and the procrastinators. 

Sending you all love and kisses. #GoddessLove