Facebook ToDaY: LeTTeR to Someone i can't stop thinking about...

"I've learned to listen to the universe...because it tells me to pay attention...and teaches me things through the things i pay attention to...so therefore, i tend to pay attention to the things the universe tells me to...right now i'm being told to pay attention to you ...that's what i've been asked to do..."

-me

a LeTTeR To a FeaRLeSs BRotHa

"i really do have the utmost respect for how you manage your truth...i know it might not seem like it...but if there is one thing that time has shown...it is that U live what you know to be your truth to the fullest...and sometimes it's awkward...and sometimes it's uncomfortable...but over time it's become a thing to show respect to...I think you are a fearless brother...and i tip my hat to it.

me"


i really do believe in the possibility of "meant to be"...of "destiny"...of me knowing you and you knowing me long before we ever inhabited these bodies...that you and me/we're that destiny because we mapped and agreed to in the stars/ we are proof that there is life on Mars/ Proof that the planets are guiding our souls/ // We are a double helix of intertwining stellar galactic energy,baby/ spiraling our dance for eternity, baby// come through this human skin/ to rekindle our magic, baby// Yes...i might act like i don't get it...but i do/ there's me and there's you/ and we have traveled through constellations to arrive into each others eyes...magnetized to collide our lives together...// if we get this right...we are a stunning sight...an example of a light...years away...// Yes i see you...but more important...i feel you// Yes...i might act like i don't feel you...but i do// I feel you...in parts of me...that make me uneasy// I feel parts of you in my secret places...that whisper you in the softness of their folds/ then gently release these fragments of you...up into...a part of my mind...that wafts you past me from time to time//

the less you show us of ourselves/ the harder it becomes to know ourselves/ because we have no reflection of ourselves/ to look into// your plan is simple/ act like we do not exist/ on the planet's surface/ treat us like the dust beneath your existence/ make us hardly recognizable to ourselves/ and we'll be forced to believe/ we don't mean anything// we/will shrink ourselves/ to fit into your minority categories/ because we've been tricked to perceive ourselves/the lesser of humanity/ simply because we are forever inundated with your racist imagery// Everything surrounding me/ all you/ and no me/ to speak of// Everything being given me all your sizes and tastes and preferences/ Everything being taught to me/ all your ideas/ credits/ and philosophies/ all of these/ the stolen property/ of those of us you are persecuting// You are vigorously trying to erase us/ from this earth's surface/ killing us in numbers/ that plunder far beneath and under/ your races/ ever slowly growing population// yet even as you try to kill us/ we keep exploding// 25 million continental africans dead in a year from AIDS/ brings back ancestral memories of 25 million african bodies lying leagues beneath the sea/ sacrificed in the pit of slavery/ you claim long buried in this society//

everyone else

So, everyone else// "everyone else" is the majority// the large group of everyone and everything that lives outside of you and has an opinion on what you choose/ who you are/ how you live/ how you think/ how you "how" in general// "everyone else" has an impression of who they think you are based on their "feelings" around who you present yourself to be/ it's human relating// we make contact/ we engage/ we judge the engagement/ we asses the engager/engagers/ and we make a decision of/like or dislike/ based on our feelings/ while perched on a fence/ erected between our world and theirs// perched here, we decide/ what we do/and/do not believe about who we're presented with// we decide what we believe is real or fake/ what is to be trusted and not trusted// We figure them out as best as we can/ and then decide/who they are relative to us// Do we continue to engage/ or/ do we move on?// Fact: most times we move on/ there are too many people to "keep"/ too many experiences of "clash", even though we might not call it that/ to many ways to not connect// That's why when you do connect/ it's magic// but what i've learned through time/is that/ real magic takes time// real magic needs to simmer/ initial magic/attraction/connection/ is exciting and motivating// real magic is work/and concentration/ and investment// i've made some really bad investments...

JuDGMeNT

It's called Judgment/ and i think/ contrary to popular opinion/ that judgment is an essential part of of our human interiors// it's a survival skill/ and we are not to live without it// There is no living being on the planet that lives without judgment// iT is the power to decide/ to choose/ what we are are/ and/ are not invested in/ because of how we feel about it// the ability and inate act to discern/ to have an opinon/ to assertain// this is judgment in it's purest form// And i'm of the personal opinion that any spiritual practice that advises a human being to put aside their judgment is a philosophy of spiritual suicide// To excercise judgment is to massage and stretch our sense of things/ to work out/ fine tune/ sharpen/ our instincts and intuitions up against our view of things/ and if all is healthy with our instincts/ our intuitions/ and our view of things/ judgment can become a vital part of an individuals healthy development// When these components aren't so healthy/ disfunction is bred// Judgment and/ its plural/ judgments/ are very different things// The latter is what i really think most spiritual practices ask us to let go of// Judgments are what sentence people to our opinions// Judgments are what suffocate the air from a widened experience// Judgment is the gavel hitting the judges sound block// a declaration that a justice has been served and bestowed// it is the oppressive sound of someone thinking they "know" about "it"//

aWaY....

Sometimes/ i need to live in a bubble/ cut myself off from everything that seems to "need" to get in/ and disconnect// there's anxiety with the choice to do so/ discomfort with what people will think/ whose feelings i might hurt/ who i feel obligated to// which is the reason i need the space in the first place/ because everything is too "tight" or "too much to handle// Sometimes the choice to enter the bubble/ is on me before i know it// I just magically feel as if I've been transported there// Clearly i know the choices i've made to get there/ but sometimes I'm surprised to find that I've arrived/that i'm disconnected/ almost by accident/ but knowing that a part of me finally tookover/and said: "enough, we've had enough"// But lately/ or rather/ this time especially// i'm beginning to get comfortable with my right to disconnect// with my right to say "enough" and "i need space"/ whether directly with my words/ or indirectly with my actions// i think I've worked out that it's the people who understand the choice that i want to be friends with/ that i need to be friends with// and anyone else?/ well as unfortunate as it might be for me/ everyone else/ must just become everyone else//

i made a decision: i decided to have a baby/ i made a decision to have a child in a most unconventional way// i decided to have a child as a single, non-single parent/ which is to say/ i created the child with someone other than who i was partnered to// Why?// because my partner is my best friend// My partner/ my soul mate/ my "spouse" isn't someone i have a sexual relationship with// it's someone i have an intimate relationship with// My sister/ my best friend/ my rock// Surprisingly...we don't fit anywhere// We're looked upon skeptically no matter which way we turn// Heterosexuals wonder what we're going to do when we finally met "the one"// "the one" being the person we're going to fall in love with and want to marry/ "what will happen to the other??"// our answer is confusing to them: / if another appears then.../well.../they come along "with"// We will not leave the other/ we are as committed to this partnership as you are to your/ husband/wife/girlfriend/spouse/other//We are/partners// Homosexuals/ just as bad// "Have you tried to have sex with each other?"// no we haven't//" but why?"// because we're not attracted to each other sexually// shocked expressions follow// We are attracted to each other intimately/ we are attracted to each other spiritually// These attractions all seem to come secondary to the sexual/ this is sad to me// We are two women who connect/ connect on plains outside of our genitalia/ but our partnership is criticized because our genitalia aren't interested in entering the equation// funny, don't you think?