A Look Into A Woman’s Existence

Watch her eyes
“A little boy asked his mother, “Why are you crying?” “Because I’m a woman, ” she told him.
“I don’t understand, ” he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, “And you never will.”
Later the little boy asked his father, “Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?”
“All women cry for no reason, ” was all his dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry…
Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked , “God , why do women cry so easily ?”
God said
“When I made the woman she had to be special.
I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort.
I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.
I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up , and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining.
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances , even when her child has hurt her very badly.
I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.
And finally , I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed.”
“You see my son , ” said God , “the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears , the figure that she carries , or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes , because that is the doorway to her heart – the place where love resides.”
Please send this to ten beautiful women you know today. If you do , – You will boost another woman’s self-esteem. I’m also waiting
Pass it on to men too – perhaps they will then understand “why women cry….
Dedicated to beautiful ladies.

The Summer Is Upon Us

Goddess afternoon Royals πŸ‘‘. First, give praise and worship to the Lord.

Secondly, hope all is well with you all.

The birds are up early. The trees are in full bloom and the sun is brightly shining. The warm days are among us and I’m loving it. Summer is a great time of the year. It’s when families comes together and fill the atmosphere with joy and laughter. It’s when children get their break from school and get to stay up longer. Days are longer and nights are beautiful; full of romance. It’s also when the pest of bugs and bees makes life a little uncomfortable, but we manage.

With all that Joy and excitement comes, what we in Baltimore, call hatred. It’s when the killings get worse and right now we can’t afford any worse. Right now we can use all the good and love in the world. If a person could get rich from the words “REST IN PEACE”, they would be there richest in the world because that’s all we see and hear in Baltimore. I’m tired if it! We as people seem to think one person shine, sparkles more than another, but no one knows the hurt , pain, blood, sweat, not tears that went into that shine.

Why turn someone else’s smile into frown because you aren’t sure how to get that shine? Why ruin what someone else worked hard for because you are lazy as fuck or just too distracted by their shine to get yours? Why destroy lives because you refuse to focus on your future?

Don’t make what they believe to be true, a fact! Us killing us Genocide is a horrible way to live. There is no love in killing the next man, woman, nor child to get shine when your grind should get you where you want to be. Who knows with the right mindset your shine might be greater than the one you want to kill for his.

Just know this, the universe is horrible with karma and she will deliver unto you a fate worse than the one you put out there. The Lord himself will allow the vengeance that you seeked when you started the war you wasn’t prepared for. He will allow a death far worst than the one you created to fall upon you or your love ones. He will take from you more than you took from another. Be careful of your karma!

Summer is among us but so is either the serpent of hell or the angel of happiness. The choice is yours.

Sending you kisses and hugs. #GoddessLove

A Cry In The Wind

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

It’s a great warm, but breezy day, as I walk along a path in the park. My head is cloudy even though there’s no clouds in sight. I came here to try to clear my thoughts so I can focus on my writing but it doesn’t seem to be helping. I take a seat on a bench to relax and enjoy the breeze but there’s a faint sound in the wind.

I ignore it because it could only be the wind and nothing more. Once again I try to relax. The fog in my head is starting to clear but there is goes again that sound, but it’s a little louder. I stand to take a look around me, but nothing. I listen harder to see in which direction is it coming but still nothing. Once again, it’s the wind whistling.

Feeling slightly better I began to walk again, the breeze is getting stronger but still warm. Against my back the breeze pushes, like it’s forcing me in a certain direction. I think to myself, maybe it wants me to find the whisper amongst it’s current. I walk just a little faster, but the breeze stop blowing. A calm is now amongst me, and I stop to take a deep breath. It’s silent for once and like I thought the sound was only the wind. Without the wind the temperature is the right warmth for me, but as I look around others are sweating out of control. They are wishing for the breeze and since I don’t mind either way, I guess I was too.

It came strong like mother nature was running for her life. Strong and forceful as if a storm was upon us. I just crossed my arms and enjoyed it but the noise was loud and it sounded like someone calling out for help. I spin in the direction the wind was coming from but it change before I could get my bearings. Before long the sound surrounded me like a warm blanket. I couldn’t pin point the cry because it kept changing. It called my name, it cried for help, it’s yelled for control, it begged for understanding, it pleaded for directions, it was reaching out to me but I couldn’t reach back. I stood spinning, trying to not allow it to consume me, but it was, and I was afraid the outcome.

I yelled, I can’t find you! I want to help just tell me where you are! Then nothing it got quiet again and the breeze was no more. I asked others around me did they hear the cry for help. Everyone I asked said no. I’m lost, how can this be? The cry was so loud and so real. How is it I’m the only one to hear it? Then I hear it again but now like at first, just a faint breeze. But I don’t go looking for it because I have no idea where it’s coming from. I sit and concentrate on it’s direction so I can help, but it just there. No direction, just there.

I start to pray and ask for the person to be helped and before you know it the sound is gone and a voice comes over me and said, “That’s all I’ve been waiting on, you to ask for help.” “I replied, “I’m not asking for me, I’m asking for the cry in the wind.” The voice says back, “I know that’s why I’m here, to help you. Your conscience spoke so loud to me, that I couldn’t ignore it any longer. So I’m here to offer my help where you have cried for it.” Then tears ran down my face and all I could do is say, “THANK YOU!” For He heard my silent cry in the wind.

Sending you all love and kisses. #GoddessLove


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

I’m no expert on the situation but I do have something to say to these parents who are being their child or children friend instead of parenting. The way you raise your child is up to you and for you to decide but if there is no moral and values being instilled then why are you wasting your time and theirs as well. Society has rules and most of you are not teaching your children respect, person space, morals, nor values of life. Instead you are allowing the social media, television, streets, and other children to raise your children. You all think it is cute allowing your child freedom to do them but without proper guidance they have no idea what freedom means. As we can see to them it means they can kill, rape, molest, torture, and bully other children. The worst part is some parents are now facing this problem in their own home because they have lost control of their own lives, homes, and children. Then we have all these young children having children but without anyone ever raising them. I mean what in the hell have this world come to?

Where is the parents who believe in their children future and is willing to go the distance to fight the good fight for their children? Parent them and make them understand the value of life and give them morals to stand on. Where is the parents who still believe that run their own household and will not allow their very children they brought into this world to run over top of them just to keep them from being a part of the system. Well I mean if you aren’t raising them they will be a part of the system of some sort. Whether it is the foster care system or the prison system either way you have no control over them at that point either way. I mean you need to buckle down and parent no matter how bad that may seem to you or hard it may seem to be. These kids are crying for parents by acting the hell out and we are ignoring them by rewarding them with things that make them even more disrespectful, disloyal, angry, and fueled to misbehave and show you up.

I saw yesterday, a girl had to be about 14 years old yell at her mother and call her by her first name. She then started to curse her mother like she was just a bitch in the street. She then told her to give her the keys to the car so she can sit there until she finish shopping. Then called I think was her father and curse him for being with the mother or ever having sex with her in the beginning. I could only imagine me doing some shit like that to either one of my parents at the age of 14. My father’s foot would still be planted in my ass if I ever thought about cursing him or my mother and living under their roof. I know I would have taken up permanent residence at the nearest hospital until I turned 18. My parents did what they did but at the same time they raised me and no we weren’t friends. They were my parents and I will always be their child. May they both rest in peace but I don’t think I would have done any of the things that these children are doing these days.

I’m glad that all my children are well mannered and respectful to not only me but their elders and the people they come in contact with that doesn’t make them want to run and hide. I can see them not speaking to those who they sense are just plain evil but my children will never disrespect anyone just because life allows them to do so. I can’t take a disrespectful child and I definitely know I cannot converse with the parent if they aren’t sure their role in their own life.


Sending you all love and kisses. #GoddessLove