Man if I were to write my life down on paper it would be so impressive. It would be filled with world travel, romance with men too gorgeous to be real- underwear models, olympian boxer, daughters to die for, laughter at all stages of life and jobs that I would have worked for free, because they were just that great.
But as we all know. Life has a way of balancing things out. The bad times equaled the good times. But it is the world I choose to live in that matters.
History is written by the victor and the heroes. And my life will forever look great on paper, but when I speak to others struggling in life I make sure to tell them of the valleys so they can have hope in reaching the mountain top.
Success and happiness is meant to be shared not set up on a pedastal signifying to others they can never obtain it.
All of my wonderful surprising great events in my life were sandwhiched with lack luster times. That is why when it was good it was very good. And I am thankful for those super highs even though the lows were expected to come eventually.
Live laugh and love to your fullest when the occasion presents itself.
i hope everyone on tumblr who is 18 and over has registered to vote. We live in a country where you can complain but you can also make your voice heard and understood by voting
Life as yoyu know it can change in a blink of an eye. If you are pessimistic be pessimistic and vote. If you are optimistic, be optimistic and vote.
But for God’s sake don’t be pompous and believe you are above voting. Someone beyound your thoughts of you need you to vote.
This is your land act like you own it and VOTE don’t give your power away by saying you do not make a difference.
I depend on you and count on you to vote. I need you to vote. I believe your choices are relevant. You are flesh and blood and you deserve to take the time to let the world know you have a mind and a voice.
Praying is an awesome priveledge. Voting is an awesome priveledge. What ever it takes stand up, you are homosapien. You don’t crawl or feed on road kill.
America is flawed but you don’t have to be. BE AWAKE think of your soon to be elderly parents and your children you are yet to have. What do you want for them even if you do not want anything for yourself (general assumption).
We are tied together whether you want to be or not. We are tied together here and now no matter what future you see for yourself.
Be Powerful in all ways that you can, and there is power in voting. Don’t fall for the hype that you don’t matter. You have always mattered, I have just been waiting on you to live it out. VOTE, registers a friend because you have tons of them following you on FB, Tumblr, YouTube etc,. Be as powerful as you were destined to be and Vote and make sure the people you hang with Vote too.
Love yourself and others and VOTE
I need you to have my back.
It’s been a while since I have had a submission for my book project on How to live life loving locs. I am still trying to get clear quality picture of a loc wearer from each state and every country.
I am ambitious, tenacious and ain’t too proud to beg :p
Seriously, this is a wonderful opportunity to show your loc pride and take the position and philosophy that your hair in its natural state is amazingly beautiful.
So, think about submitting to my tumblr page or to my e-mail email@example.com
The 21st century has brought a lot of firsts. One positive thing to happen in this century is that the African American has fallen in love with their natural hair. Will this continue to the 22nd century?
I know with the conditioners and shampoos made especially for our hair helped this change to come about. I remember in the 80’s there were about three choices of hair grease and no options for conditioners, and the sluggish economy (the recession people seem not to remember anymore) made purchasing hair products a frivilous activity.
A song says still waters run deep. Has this slow trickle of self love from head to toe run deep into the fibers of the African American or will our hair be seen once again as an accessory to assimilation to who ever the next ethnic group who rises up and insists we be like them and look like them to be happy and prosperous?
I must say, the look does not look good on everybody. But there is nothing more sexy than a person having the courage to be themselves regardless of what others think. That second look can be magical when you see more than the outer trappings.
I have heard often locs are not a hairstyle but a way of life. This makes me ask the next question “What way of life?” I hope it is a lifestyle of building each other up and not tearing each other down and living an ‘awake’ life not allowing others to define you through their words, money, or votes.