Pool time..

Surmised there is no right or wrong way to put my thoughts down. I did and it kept me from venting.. I was wrong! I may be grammatically incorrect, but free! 'F' that! My English Professor told me the same thing. Got an A in her class. I write what I feel because _I’m conscious. That’s what conscious folk do; think! For those whom choose to vex are no less than inartistic. Understanding folk first rather than passing judgment is a “magnificent” way to start! "Gollygeewhiz!" Folk can be so surface that the deep engulfs. Ugh…so hung up til’ their hung.

_Art is like love. You do all you can for the one you fancy reason being that soul is a part of you. If not, such self cruelty! "One wouldn’t dismiss themselves, would they?" I equivocate that to barbarism. !Looking for a new job has been a tedious part of my everyday life. Resume, cover letters. "Who the hell am I kidding?!" I’d rather work for myself. Folk so fickle and unsettling. _It is the capacity in which I have to deal that I cringe. Everyone’s a "cot' dam critic" but failing in the same breath! Makes me nauseous and I speak in terms of self-knowledge and self-worth. “It ain’t easy wakening up at me.” Leela James said it and I understand the woman. “..but I know that God won’t put more on me, on me that I can take.” True story. Realization is something pluto! Supernova even and I’ve ridin’ the Supernova star; I know what I’m talkin‘. Brightlight:

As I watch my 10-year princess bob up and down in the pool, I know that one reason I live is to raise her right and morally wealthy. I do in fear and trembling for after that tree is grown, bending is of no use. It takes an act of God to uproot. "_Shoot, I’m responsible for another soul." WOooo! Mercy! Teaching her love consist of a stern hand and open heart. Permitting her to talk out feelings promotes self-knowledge. Lord knows there have been nights I cried myself to sleep in his arms and my sorrows, praying both she and I have a healthy mentality, in spite of. because of. Being a single mom is a thick job. Her dad crossed over to the other side 3years ago and it wounded her deeply. Despite this, I do not doubt that she will grow up to be a strong, empowered, brave and God fearing woman. Prayer changes things. I am sure. _The basic’s have been laid out: "Stealing, cheating, or lying equals slayed integrity and no respect. Strong faith equals strong roots. Know you! Love you! Accept change; it’s inevitable and enriching. Sew good seeds. sew what you want/need! Be strong! Be fearless! Be courageous!.. motherhood to be continued. Archaic as it may sound, I at times long for the days of King David. To serve under him would have been a powerful experience, but God chose me for this moment. My fiery furnace is hot, no less. And in this moment I must live and be where there are uncertainties; heavy and as numerous as the stars in the sky, yet, so are the certainties. As I watch the various young brown bodies bob, splash fearlessly, excited about being in a element that is able to consume them, yet un-phased, I to desire to do the same with the life I have been given.

Peace