And no, that was not my intention(s) at all:

1 COR: 4There are different kinds of gifts, but the same Spirit distributes them. 5 There are different kinds of service, but the same Lord. 6 There are different kinds of working, but in all of them and in everyone it is the same God at work.

7 Now to each one the manifestation of the Spirit is given for the common good. 8 To one there is given through the Spirit a message of wisdom, to another a message of knowledge by means of the same Spirit, 9 to another faith by the same Spirit, to another gifts of healing by that one Spirit, 10 to another miraculous powers, to another prophecy, to another distinguishing between spirits, to another speaking in different kinds of tongues, and to still another the interpretation of tongues. 11 All these are the work of one and the same Spirit, and he distributes them to each one, just as he determines.

Some people surprise you(not);

‎"Once you go black, you're a single Mom"

Well, not unlike Thanksgiving, and Independence Day, there are so many ways that some people(s) use words and phraseology to twist and distort the reality for their own aims, and lack of a personal reality and/or integrity!

Me, no mistaking the fact(s) that I live in a place where the other is anyone that doesn't fit the profile, and yet, we're still feeding the homeless down @ church, just as when I go to collect the rent in a few days, the # of able bodies "men" with HUD stipends will make any urban dwelling single mom envious.

What's the answer? Well, of that I'm still not sure. But along the road to this new world order, you can be sure that I'll be working on turning over as many tables as it takes to rid the conversation of wasteful words and sick vanities...

After the dishes are washed;

Thanksgiving and those unrealized moments of relationships colliding all around us, and still, we wander, as if this to is a reality that matters. Weird!

Letting it be thus, that's not always the way I seek surrender(ing). More than a falling back upon or into it, I like surrender that moves forward, arches its back, and comes right into itself. Like a wave, crashing upon a reef, or, an eagle in a rain storm, flying, flying, flying ever higher, not focused on the rain, or the wind, just knowing that where it's headed and why, are what propels the flight. That steady flapping of its wings..

Holidays(to me) were meant for love and honesty, caring and the expressing of something other than those tin hearted smiles that you use so often to get through another day. So, this Holiday, care some, or at least say that you don't. It will go down better for those asking you to pass the potatoes, if for a change, you were at least more real than the gravy..

Yes, I do edit!

Words, words are like leaves actually;

Leaves, though similar in shape, color and composition are as unlike as the stars still glowing above us right now my friend. Words too, though they look similar, sound somewhat familiar, like leaves, they are nonetheless as different as those that have fallen behind us, and the ones due to bud around us next spring.

Words, words are like leaves actually;

Leaves, though similar in shape, color and composition are as unlike as the stars above us now. Words too, though they look similar, sound somewhat familiar, even those that come from within lips you've listened to before, well, they're just not the same Charlotte.

And the sooner you get past having your ears tickled and your heart exploded, the richer and more meaningful life you're seeking, will be yours to enjoy.

Me, I just wanted to share that before the snow(s) started falling...

Later that same day!

So, there's my mother(figuratively speaking) demanding some space just to say what if(!), and some boot licking civil service drone pepper sprays her! I mean, it's not as if she looked menacing, she's a 4' 10" ball of fury now, but then, she was just my mother(!), up off the couch, asking for some dam space!

What's the Universe coming to, when my mother can't even protest?

Edited for continuity and Grace:

"If you examine how God delivered Shadrach,
Meshach, and Abenego, it might give you some insight into how your own deliverance will come about.

For God did not deliver them out of the furnace;
HE delivered them within the confines of the furnace! And, they came out without a hint of sear or smoke; just like you're going to be delivered from those trials that bind you still, when you finally decide that you need
Him to perfect your own coming out!"

Come out, come out, where ever you are...

Everyone asks about you;

Me, I just tell them that that when
the mix tape drops, it'll answer itself:

“But when you left, I stopped to reflect,
stopped to repent
Stopped to drop every extent of my descent
So maybe you'd see the better person I present
Maybe someday my love will make you content
And maybe someday I'll make a fucking dent


In this wall between us that seems to go on forever
But I'll never stop trying, ever,
cuz I never was lying
When I spared every breathe in my lung
Just telling myself to hold my tongue”.....


Jonathan Gitsy Durham

The Mask of Anarchy

"And these words shall then become
Like Oppression's thundered doom
Ringing through each heart and brain,
Heard again - again - again -

Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number;
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you,
Ye are many;
they are few!"

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Reaching;

Sunday then has broken well into the afternoon, and in all the things I needed, and all the people whose needs were met, I feel better for sure. Thanks to the Brothers who chose the Widow over more blind guidance, and of course, big love to those who know the difference between power and might!

Me, I'm moving across the valley, coming closer, or stepping further away. You'll have to let me know what it feels like when it's over...

A dear one offers this to consider:

Anything that annoys you is teaching you patience. Anyone who abandons you is teaching you how to stand up on your own two feet.
Anything that angers you is "for"
teaching you forgiveness and compassion.
Anything that has power over you is "for"
teaching you how to take your power back.
Anything you hate is "for"
teaching you unconditional love.
Anything you fear is "for"
teaching you courage to overcome your fear.
Anything you can't control is "for"
teaching you how to let go and trust the Universe.


- Jackson Kiddard, author, scamp; polymath.

What if,

In Church(yours/mine),
you could have a good time?

And now it’s time to make a change;
Revolution day!

Put it into action live compassionately

You take the black and the white

Red yellow brown

Life gets better

It just gets better when we look around,
and see all of humanity.

Waiting on someone,

(that)Someone, is you and me.