Umm Excuse Me...Have You Seen My FREEDOM?!?!?

I wonder who I could ask this question to. Our minds are so locked down right now, screaming to be free.
Where do you even begin to look? How can I find it? Did I ever have it? Will it cost me?

Freedom. What's the cost?
Honestly speaking, this post came to me while drifting to sleep last night. I always ask myself a series of questions before I officially begin to dream but while searching for answers about the Revolution, Black Supremacy, White Supremacy and the like, I came up with nothing. But however I also did find that all whites are not racist and all blacks aren't Revolutionaries.


But then I let my mind wander a bit without my conscience navigating and it hit me: When will I be free? I want to ask somebody on the street today "Umm...excuse me. But have you seen my Freedom?"

So many of us ask this question: Mostly symbolically or subconsciously. Where can we find freedom as a People, as a Nation?...a Nation of Slaves, both mental and physical. Let me not go into the cliche' aspects of the Universe but ponder on my thought of: Freedom.

Webster's Dictionary defines Freedom as: The quality or state of being free: as a : the absence of necessity, coercion, or constraint in choice or action  B: liberation from slavery or restraint or from the power of another : independence c : the quality or state of being exempt or released usually from something onerous

I highlighted/ bolded some words in that definition because they are, to me, the most important. All of these things which this definition characterizes as Freedom: Liberation (from SLAVERY/ Restraint), POWER (from another) are all things that cannot be given to anyone. They cannot be bought (although some believe that money = power) or Sold (even though our Ancestors were).

So I may walk outdoors, go to a church home, meet with the New Black Panther Party, sing Jill Scott and Lauryn Hill at the top of my lungs, only tune in to VH1 Soul, eat green beans with no meat and go to every Rally/ March for racial inequality...but still, am I Free?

I can become rich and famous, want for nothing in this world and live on Islands unknown to humanity, but still, am I Free?

"See, I been-a-trying to find my Freedom, See. We been-a-pushin' and goin' a long-a-ways see...want my Freedom see...want myyyy Freedom see!".............Do you hear your Ancestors singing?.....

I would be lying if I said I knew all the answers, or even all the questions. But I do wanna know: Have you seen my Freedom?

Is my Freedom on a t.v. screen or in a magazine. Is my Freedom in that paper that glows green, and makes even the most Righteous man scheme?

My Freedom, My Free.

Will you ever find me?

But I found my Free, under a tree, within the earth...sat there, that book and me. Freedom is learning, Freedom is knowledge, Freedom is not half the shit they teach you in college! (Shoutouts to HU...Ha!)

If you notice one thing I didn't list as what can make me free is consciously freeing my mind.
        
  "To free my mind, takes time, but when mastered, is sublime."

It would only make sense that the only way I can answer this question the same way I received it. If you recall, this question came to me while I was letting my mind float. Therefore, it only makes sense to me that the ANSWER would come to me the same way.

Freedom is Mental, therefore Elemental and Instrumental...to Change.

Change. Some people hear that word and become afraid but Change is Natural my dear, Change is all around you.

I have the answer to my question, and although I may not always apply this Knowledge, simply knowing is the best start.

  Free your MIND...and everything else shall follow behind.


(Since Brother Malcolm visited me last night and probably is most of the Inspiration for this post as well, may I share with you some of his thoughts?)

"Nobody can give you Freedom. Nobody can give you equality or justice or anything. If you're a man, you take it." 

"You can't seperate peace and Freedom because no one can be at Peace unless he has his freedom."
- Malcolm X, Malcolm X Speaks, 1965

And with that said, Peace to all. Peace be with you. Uhuru, Knowledge and Greetings from the Most High...Neteru!

             Free your MIND......and leave all the rest behind.....

                                                       E&J

Life, like Love...is not made to be lived alone....(an Afiyana post)

The rain came...and soon left.

Ahhh, today how good it feels to breathe a new breahth of air. I feel refreshed. Blessed. No stress (well...)

Anyway, although I can come off very strong, I too, am weak. It takes a real woman to say that, to admit it to herself and others. I am the first to help, the first to pray for you, the first to send my Positive energy out to you...but believe me, I need your help too.
Life is not made to be lived alone...the creatures, the trees, the nature, the forest; all of these beings around us...sprouted from the same Creative Force energy. Life is not made to be lived alone.
And not only in the context of soulmates and lovers, though LOVE is one of my favorite topics, there are plenty others. Love, Identity, Nature, Life, Cure/ Healing, even March Madness!
But I remain as will, that Life, is not made to be lived alone.

I too go through battles in my heart and my being. Sometimes caught up in what someone else wants me to be, or modeling a picutre of myself that I know is astray from my heart...but aren't we all guilty? I just wish we could all be more real with each other. My Guardian angel told me this past Friday that everyone will not see your emotions/ passion as a weakness. This is so true, in that, we get so hell-bent on protecting our pride that often times, we forget how to Love. We forget how to be on with Nature, with each other, with our sister, with our brother.
-I vowed a long time ago to stop calling Black women bitches and to respect my Black Kings in this world...recognizing the pain in myself allowed me to open my heart to the Unity between us as a people. What you should never do is allow someone else to stop YOU from being YOU. For instance, I sometimes smile and acknowledge my brothers and sisters that I see on the street and they ignore me. But instead of becoming discouraged, I recognize that many of us cannot break away from the product our old "masters" created for us and therfore, remain stuck. So I still acknowledge them, smile, and pray that I can impact them to speak to another one of their brothers or sisters they see on a later date.

-For real though, this post was inspired by a slight trauma I experienced. But I know for sure that instantly, the God within you can cure all the ill wounds of society. While last summer I spent alot of time in isolation, I see that this summer is a time for more growth. Last summer I had to grow spiritually strong by myself, finding my own path. I have continued down this road for a while but I know now that this summer is bigger than me. This is the summer to spread my love to the masses, to enjoy the nature in springtime and to rejoice with love all of those that I come into contact with.
What good is the knowledge and Love of the Most High if I only use it to my advantage? Love continuously flows through when you open your heart to others.

-Life, is not made to be lived alone.
And as I sit on my throne, I promise to make all of those who are involved in my life, more spiritually attuned by conversations and transactions with me. Most of this comes to me in my dreams, for I am a fairy Goddess, with nature's secrets of the Love-filled atmospheric Universe.

Can you float with me? Will you? For my life, like yours, was not made to be lived alone.

Join me brothers and sisters, on my throne. In this life (and the next one), you shall never....be alone.

Afiyana

My Alter Ego(s) Revelation... :)

Good Morning, Good Afternoon and Evening. Whenever this post finds you is fine with me. I am a quiet "E", and then an apostrophe. Nevertheless, I have been on some serious self-discovery since May of last year and here I am in 2010 with a serious revelation people.

I just found out that I have SEVERAL alter egos.....Not one, or even two, but follow, for me to name a few!

Erin Jenkins (This is the name I was given at birth. But here, in Amerikkka, it's my Slave Name. Even though the name Jenkins, over the years, has come to be assocaited with Black Families, this is not my original Afrikan name. But, it is the one I us professionally, vocationally and for contracts. This is the very surface part of me. Erin is just an identifier, like a Social Security number. It says nothing about the depths of who I am.)

E&J

E&J (This is my Radio Personality and Name. E&J is a nickname that I received in college from a very special friend of mine and the people who are most comfortable around me usually call me this name. It has nothing to do with the drink LOL...it is simply my coined name for my unique personality, perspectives and humor that I bring to any situation. She is a little poetic, but more floetic, if you catch my drift. E&J is more of a stage name in that sense; the way I appear to the world as a journalist, activist, writer and sometimes, comedian. Cool, calm, collective and a tad bit of a handful. If you know me, for real, then you probably identify me as Ms. E&J)

Queen Afiyana

 Queen Afiyana (Ahhh, now we are getting deeper. This name was literally, brought to me by the Heavens. I received this name from the Spiritual realm for it is my Spirit Name. When I am in the presence of other spirits, this is probably what I am identified as. Afiyana is a pleasure of sorts. She is wild, very wild; with rebellious hair and a mean switch to match. She is a Fire if you light that match, a Desire. Her power symbol and animal is her Black Panther "Tao." She travels with him through the nighttime Amazon, carrying a stick for protection and wears animal wraps on her black skin. She is a Queen. An independent, fierce, heroic, healing, teacher to all humanity. Her sweet lips whisper life into the words: Justice, Harmony, Love, Religion (non-traditional) and Spirituality. She is Spirituality; for she is the epitome of the Black Woman's essence. All of the traits, light and dark, and then some. Her bronze frame is sure to tame any of the suitors she pursues. Back arched like a sleek cat...she is Queen Afiyana. And the

nighttime forest is her best friend.) 

Renelle Revolutionare'

Renelle Revolutionare' (You can call her all of the egos balled into one. Renelle is the Revolutionary spirit that awakened my senses and traced me back to my roots, our history. She was one of the first alter Egos ever created in my psyche, on a spiritual level though. I remember her clearly, but she only emerges on some days. As a political activist, there's Renelle Revolutionare'. As a poem writer about Black Struggle {in Amerikkka or elsewhere}, there she is again. As a guest speaker at open mics and panels for discussion about Black Progress {and the sorts}, there she is. Renelle Revolutionare' is the Black Panther in the figurative form of the word. The spirit of our {militant} black Ancestors lives in her deeply and she firmly believes in Malcolm X when he whispers to her "By Any Means Neccessary." She is free. She is Freedom. Renelle Revolutionare' is the face to be worn, at times. But she emerges as the realest form of real if you have ever seen it. Soul Sistah- with a Black Fist raised. The revolutionary spirit is deep in the recesess of her DNA, and she despises ignorance on any level. Don't piss Renelle Revolutionare' off though, that's all I'ma say, today and anyday. :)

With that said, where is your journey of self-discovery headed to? I ask you because I know mine has just begun. Even with these few alter egos, I know all of them will evolve as I do. Not everyone has alter egos, or even seeks to find them. But I have found mine, and oh waht a day it is to rejoice. To the Most High, my feminine and masculine energies are to join and be proud. Today I fully step into my crown. -Queen Afiyana

Time and Space....Controller of Your Destiny..??

"Today, nobody cares, about tomorrow, but they will." -Lupe Fiasco "I'm Beamin"     

Good morning, afternoon or evening, whichever time you are reading this. Today is blessed because it is today, and that's all. It's just a mere blessing that I see another day, why fret about today's possibilities? One of my priorities at this time in life is trying to find the balance between making things happen, and going with the flow of the Natural Divine Order of things. While I know there are things I can will into happening through daily affirmations, chants, rituals and meditations, there is also an order in the cosmos that is a force to be reckoned with. I rather not try and disturb the natural flow of things. While I think some things we want, or think we need (like long-term goals) rely strictly on a higher source for its material manifestation, things we want now, like short-term things, we can "will" into happening. You are a product of the Universe and therefore the energy you put out or think about or dream about is all in the cosmos, in the form of energy. When and only when you truly understand this, is when you can begin to ride and rock on a spiritual plane.

But today is not the day to point fingers or focus on the many differences we have, why not focus on our biggest similiarity, that we are all products of the Universe, well, most of us.
Anyway, I thank the Most High for the Inspiration these energies give me everyday. For giving me a fresh breath of air to breathe, just for this moment in time right now, we are all blessed. Nevertheless, I have several things that I feel but today I think I will focus on the cosmos, law of attraction and the attainment of the good you want in your life. This is strictly my knowledge, no cited sources, just a drop from jewels I have picked up here and there.

I attract into my life all that is good in the Universe....but be careful what you ask for. I asked for this one night and booooy, my ancestors were all over me :). Not that it bothered me, but it was a bit of intense energy right when I was trying to fall asleep. They watched over me though, my guardian angels even spoke to me last night, threw a spiritual flower my way and said "This is for you." I smiled, physically and with my heart because I know I love her, and she loves me even more. The beauty about the wisdom and comfort of the cosmos is that our Gods and Goddesses love us even when we are too caught up in the world to love ourselves. There is a spiritual plane, other dimensions, and I have been to them through astral projections and simulation in my brain....but nevertheless....

It may sound a bit spooky to some, as it still spooks me out sometimes when I'm alone but the Law of Attraction is true in saying that you only attract the energy that you put out. With that said, of course I feel fearful and anxious about what spirits may be around me when I am angry, jealous, envious or upset for no reason. Those negative spirits are going to attach themselves to whatever type of energy I'm putting out. However, when I am blessed, loving, patient, kind, I feel secure with the spirits around me because I know they are smiling, giving me a taste of the Beautiful Bliss that comes with the paradise of life. I am fully aware that true paradise cannot be brought on this plane but until my freedom from time and space through death occurs, I have to make due with what I have. And what you have...

And what we have is the Energy of the Most High, yes, the man or woman you call "God," that energy is all within you. This has nothing to do with religion though, let's get that straight from the beginning. I'm talking spiritual awareness, man, woman and child- the three basics of life. Because like I said, this is a reflection of our similiarities, not our differences. So, know that with that energy you can chose to uplift, inspire, love and respect yourself and others. Or you can continue to make excuses for your behavior (like I still do some days) and say that God forgives us all in the end. This is true, but believe that you will experience a Karmic debt and pay for what you do in other lives that will follow. Reincarnation is real, as energy is only recycled over and over because the first law of energy is that it is never created nor destroyed, only transferred. So transfer that negative energy out of your life right now, release it from your mind and send it to the cosmos for your spiritual guardians to neutralize-breathe in and out 25 times, and see what a difference this small-scale meditation can do.

Yeah, right now, go ahead and do it....breathe in, breathe out..25 good ones!

Wow! What a wonder the breath of God can do...that breath you are breathing right now! Attract into your life all that is good, but serously, be careful what you ask for- like I said. Through positive affirmations I know for a fact that you can make things happen...but don't forget about the Divine Order, the stars have to line up just right for your attainment to reach your desired effect. If not, it may fall through and not go like you may want or need it to.Everything in the Universe is connected and therefore has to correlate to deliver your specific desires when you ask for them. For example: let's say you ask for that certain someone that you have been eyeing to some into your life as more than just a friend. You attract that energy in your life but you force the situation into happening, you grow tired and reckless from baggage from past relationships and three months into it, the relationship is over. What a lost huh? I know, shit happens! But there were some things you could have done after you attracted the energy by just letting the Creator run the course. You have no need to stress, the Universe takes care of the tension for you. Just speak to the Universe about what you want and let the magic in your life happen. Attract and Enjoy...that's the small quote lesson of the day.

       "Attract (pause and wait) and enjoy." -Thank the Cosmic Energy!!!!!!!

**Now if you would have waited, prayed and meditated on the situation after you asked for it, your spirit guides would have told you that you needed time to heal before you got into this relationship. Or that the other person really wasn't mentally ready for the strain you would put on each other. If you would have worked WITH the cosmos, you would have been able to rightfully fulfill your destiny. By waiting for your insecurities, discretions and past hurts to fly away with the wind, and this does not just take a day, or weeks, or months. Emotional baggage builds up from life and we express it in our everyday interactions. But anyway, if you would have gone through that intense healing, had an in-depth conversation with the other person about your needs and wants and then let the Divine energy flow like that, then you would have been in the Beautiful Bliss of love that may have lead to marriage with the young man or woman. This is a really small example but do you catch my drift?

We, as humans, have been so trained to get things that we want, when we want them. We are so inclined to instant gratification that we forget that time and distance really do not exist. You know how you can be inspired by a text message that someone sends from millions of miles away, or the way you "feel" the person that is about to call you. God does not wear a stopwatch, the spirit world lines up the Universe for things to happen when they should, you just have to attract the energy in your life (without doubt or fear) and without a time limit. Let the good come into your life, and don't count on things to happen exactly when YOU want them too, how wonderful are Beautiful suprises huh?

I wrote this with you in mind, and my Divine self was speaking through the ink, the page, the keyboard, your screen. I learned from this post too, sometimes it helps to just write things out so I can bring some order to all the scatter and chaos in my brain. I have to learn to wait, I am still struggling with letting go, and letting God. Divinity is Originity, the original energy can never be reformed, but we can form it to bring good in our lives, and I sweep the floors I walk on with essences of good graces. Are you living...or are you exisiting? Let the good in you life happen now, I mean today...and change tomorrow.

Real Reflections.

"Today, nobody cares, about tomorrow, but we will."

Frequency

Someone said "Life's a bitch, so I blog." It made me laugh, but since I don't feel my life is a bitch, I really can't relate. However, what I can relate to in that statement is that there are certain things that happen in life that motivate you to do a post. Today seems like one of those days...

While my mind is everywhere right now, I want to focus in this early afternoon, focus on what has been on my mind and having me singing all morning.

So I saw him this past weekend, yes him. I was more elated at the fact than the reality, the fact that I saw him. It seemed to be unspeakable energy between us, times I'm told that maybe one day he'll grow bold. But I feel what is sure to come, nevertheless....

I found it odd how he seemed to play me off sometimes, like he had forgotten about our time spent together. But then I remember that he didn't. My psychic energies tell me that he hides his feelings that are very true, not just the feelings but the consciousness, although I question whether he knows as much about our existence as I do.
My psychic energies also tell me that I am catching up to him. How unimaginable, that I am not the only one daydreaming about our future together. I thought he was the hindrance, then I thought I was. But I think I just don't know and I have to let the energy flow when we are on the same page, wavelength or the sort. I see him and I can't even look in his eyes. We both were more open that night, but I refrained then too. I have to be sure though, and now I am sure, but is he?

See this thing we call an emotional rollercoaster is very real and we and the ultimate creator are spinning the wheels. See my God created this beautiful world with much Love, Peace, Harmony and passion flowing into it. We have those abilities and free-flowing energy within us, however, reaching its zenith is both a powerful choice, and an elusive one. Are you sure this is what you want...are you sure?

My ancestors will continue to ask me this question as I sift through everyday's rememberances with my thoughts and prayers about him, about being with him. If you're reading right now baby boy, I'm talking to you. How immature I am to get upset with you for not knowing how I feel. Or feeling like the things you do are to purposely hurt me. If they are, it is no need for that and that tension should cease to exist. You think I don't feel you when you send your energy out, our thoughts intermingling. I wake up and feel as if I just saw you, or will see you.

Is it real?

Is this real because I only see it in my dreams. I saw it that night, you continue to try and hide it but I have no regard for how I feel inside. Not only will I try to be there, I am there, I have everything you need right here. Why don't you come and let our love blossom together, you and me forever. I may sound as if I live in fairy tales but that's what I see when I look at you, my escape. Why don't you be my escape. Why don't you be my roadmap to a better world, fetch me like a squirrel, and lead me astray....to my Destiny.

I feel that you were the man created for me, I know in my heart what is real and I know you sometimes deny the feeling. "He can't control it." Is that why you walk away, is that why you feel me stare and act like you then don't feel anything there? Is that why you taught me to be more elusive, to catch up with you? Is that why you have magnetised me? I see it times three, I feel it in the free, the free of you and me.

I get over one obstacle and there comes another, can't live with loving you like a brother, only like a lover. Like the soul of your mother, a love like no other. I read and weep about my strengths, there is no place more sacred on this earth than being with her, with me, my guardian, Spiritual ancestry you see. She guides me, she guides us. We are the embodiment of wisdom, with knowledge of this earth you walk upon. We are one, and we are here, to claim you without fear. Had I been all the way there, maybe I would have grabbed you and kissed you on the dance floor, no sense in hiding it. But I remain guarded, fiully knowing and feeling that after this trip (to outer space), we'll see what's real baby. They all want you, but I need you. I want your body, but need your mind. I finally had the urge to have more sex with you, but I know it was real because my body wouldn't register until my mind was healed. No anomosity towards the ones that want you to themselves. I have you to myself, as I need you. Do you need me? Make you need me, but you'll see...I can see sometimes when you look at me with those sensual eyes, more than lust in your desires. You long to be touched, to hold, to be held. I long to swell your mind and penis with thoughts of me, sheer ecstasy. Our love making is to be a sweet creation, a spiritual exchange of two heavenly bodies. You are the stars and I am your atmosphere. Do you feel me baby, I am sending this out to you. No matter what you do, you can't escape what's true. No matter what you do, you can't escape how I'm feeling about you. Confusion clouded my memory, my own attitude giving way to doubt. However, whenever, just like last time, now it's your time to figure me out. Do you know I want you, try not to care, try not to stare, while there's another there. And I saw you looking plenty of times, from across the room. And this time, it was my spirit's eyes, that were on you. Please don't think of the others, they can't do you like I do. Right now, at this time, time and forever, I am calling out to you. Baby, can you hear me.

Come with me to reach our frequency. It's somewhere heaven-sent. I am no longer ashamed or afraid to show my love, give me one hint and I will meet you above.

Please baby, if we haven't already let's complete it, and reach...our frequency......

                        **BlackSoulRose** -Afiyana

With You.....

In the realm of reality, we often forget to count our blessings. I am guilty of taking my mind for travels all day everyday and I am a dreamer. The key is to be a dreamer, but equally as much as a doer.

So, though there are things that want to throw me off balance, I learned yesterday that I truly, hold the cards to my Destiny. Although I already knew this, it soaked in more. I also learned that with Freedom comes responsibility. The responsibility to lead my life in a direction of positive enlightenment, free thinking and free love, or restricted access to the Creator's love through unforgiveness, fear, doubt, anxiety and cruelness.

Let us Marinate and soak in while thinking about how much emotional baggage we are carrying with us everyday. When are we going to dump that stuff out? Give our hearts the room it needs to breathe and let new love in...

I was scared, I was afraid of rejection from a young man that I thought did not find me worthy. I'm not afraid to put my feelings down, my vulnerabilities. How can I expect others to open up with me if I do not open myself up? Whoo, I just felt a sigh of relief from the pressures (real or imagined) that have been holding me back from my destiny. "You must fight for your rights," said Bob Marley. And yes, we sometimes must fight (physically, mentally or spiritually) for things that are ours. Anything worth having is usually fought for, you will only lose appreciation for it if it doesn't challenge you, make you wonder. Real Love cannot stray though, the way the Creator loves you and I is infinite...Love and Knowledge (are key) and are both infinite journeys.

So now that I have relieved some of my tension through expression to you, may I say it, that I am in love. Yes, and with a man. And yes, it is real this time. I know because he not only gives me that Jones in my entire being, but his energy literally sweeps me and takes me for a whirlwind. He is breathtaking, he is taken away by me. He is love, he is Peace, he is Happiness, he is my friend first, and I love him. Will you please look my way if you feel me, if you do I must tell you. I must tell you that I love you, I want you, I need you, and it would add purejoy to my life if you would be a part of it everyday. I never saw how beautiful you truly are, inside and out, but now I know, or am just beginning to know. I love you so much that I cry sometimes just thinking about it. Do you know that, would you? Love me, Love me, say that you Love me darling. Need me, need me, go on and need me. I won't be able to concentrate until I know I have fully infiltrated your mind, let me penetrate, your soul, mark you with my ecstasy, guide you with my love. Think of me when you sleep, think of me when you dream, think of me every night. There's not a love song that comes on that doesn't make me think of you. Truly I am blessed to have thought about it, and here I am writing about it, all that's left to do is live it....with you.

The Treasure of Life

When a breath of fresh air comes, the old wind tries to hold us back. I am trying to let go of past insecurities, but why does that part of my conscience keep calling me. The wavelength of security comes few and far in between. Most would say that I'm living a dream.
I could say today is a great day, a new night. I still feel that way though, the nighttime has become my friend now. The place where I gain peace and reconsciousness. So it doesn't matter who you are. Those like me come few and between...far. I am far away, past your mind's galaxy. But tonight I come here to write about my love, my love that is far out there, but in the clouds.

My love is...still building and still dwelling within the halls of possibility. I am on a new plane though, and my glow, noticed by others, will never be undermined. I came from behind, ready to shy away from insecurity, there it was, never to meet me. My brain may seem a little scattered at times like this but I am regaining persepective and energy. Wisdom has taught me that all things will be answered with time. That the symbols and energy that come to you are all in Divine Order. The Creator knows no time, or space, therefore does not dwell or make himself a slave to it. I take things slow, I learn a new lesson everyday, and I keep my heart close to me. There are many things I want to do, many projects I want to pursue, but lately I have only been thinking about you. Maybe that's why I have been so lazy. My daydreams and astral projections take me for travels so deep and beyond that I have no time for things of this world, as of today. I will spend this time dwelling, and living in the present because I will start working in less than two weeks. We'll see how much time I have for myself then. My boo is good though, I am good and together we will grow. I may seem discouraged by the amount of energy I put into it and what I am seeing but love is a waiting game. Not really, but a test of patience, strength and endurance. Love is a lesson: The hardest life lesson.

I look to other relationships and know that I have never truly loved before. I read today where someone said that there is no way you could truly be in love with someone if you have never been with them. Like a relationship is needed to validate and solidify true love. That is where close-minded people get things mixed up. I actually think love thrives better in a setting that knows no limitations or titles, just the Beautiful Bliss of the communication you make with your tongues, bodies, language (body and otherwise). The beautiful music of lovemaking is what I am awaiting, what I will awaken in him, in us. I can no longer deal with outside influences about it. No more talk about the situation. I am on a waiting plane, I am destined for success in my endeavors because I will them into happening. Am I not aware of my spiritual power. Do you know who you are? I was scarred, and scared, but no longer, no more. Today and forever, I claim my treausure. Reasurrance through whatever. I am assured, I am Queen Afiyana and I have come to explore: My Treasure of Life.

OneLove

LOVE BLACK

When Love is in the air...it feels like whispering in the wind.
I don't just speak of love between ancient lovers, but love from the Source.
When you show me love, through hugs, glances, comments and energy,
.
Love from my brothers and sisters overwhelms me, I feel so priveleged to feel what you have for me.
If I could repay you millions fold, I would, I will.

Love is a four-letter word that holds the dimensions to creation itself. The human mind cannot even begin to grow on the concept of love, not even an ounce of the cup the Creator has poured for you, for us.
I feel so much love in the air, and I have to share this with you. My last post dealt with some anxiety, so this is to neutralize and cool out the situation.

"Love...is the only reason. And my ultimate goal."

With LOVE, I feel I can accomplish the impossible, I feel I can grow into a Spiritual Goddess, with limitless wings. I feel that angels can sing to wake me in the morning, I feel that I can hear their whispers as I talk quietly to you in a corner.

The rivers that flow, the oceans that grow with time and eternity, are mirrors of the love most of us lack. The time is now, my fear and doubt shadow the meeks but I, I stand alone, and I fight this war...Soldier of Love.

Soldier for Love, I have known many allies and my troops grow stronger everyday. The birds, the lakes, the rivers, the oceans, the sky, the plants, the trees and the flowers. The Black. Black is LOVE.

I equate water to love because water is, a feminine conscienceness. A feminine aspect that creates love in all of us. Your first love is signified through the relationship with your mother. And then, all other relationships form from there. Many of us are missing that fundamental piece. So go back, and find that love in your mother if you have lost it. That is the source, that is the water, that is..the LOVE.

Black river, rain down on me. Shower me with the love of Creation, the love used for sedation, the love of temptation, no forbidden fruits. For nothing in this world is forbidden by you and I. Sweet ginger roots and lullaby pies. My Black Love. My Black Love.

I wait for you in the depths of the streams of alleys that fall from skies and windows from buildings. For you are with me, always with me. From ancient soil to industrialization...Love is the only fertilization.

So, may we plant these seeds together. Black Love, meant to last forever. Black Love, my brother, my sister. Black LOVE.

My Love, Your Love, Our Love....is Black Love.....LOVE BLACK.....and I will always love you back.

                                                    **BlackSoulRose**

Is it Your Mind? Exposing the true owner of Black Thought today and the Black Face: Which Mask do you wear?

I cried tears tonight for a number of reasons.
You can say it was sparked by the live showing of the Grammys this evening, January 31st, Sunday night.
After heaps of black people went to go shout and rejoice in church pews this morning, they tuned their televisions into another form of mental slavery.
Blacks. African-Americans. Niggas. Coons. Slaves. The President of the United States of America. Africans. Negroes........
Never represented well, and we gave right back into it tonight.

    

Let me start by saying that it is no coincidence that Robert Downey Jr. was used to "liven" up the Grammys by introducing Jamie Foxx and T-Pain. If you are not familiar, Downey was also used to play a black man on the 2008 movie "Tropic Thunder" that also starred Jack Black and Ben Stiller. I found this somewhat offensive but hadn't paid real close attention until I stared making the connections this evening. He is becoming the new "Black Face" right under our noses. Don't believe me, on your own time please go to bing.com and put in Robert Downey Jr- The New Black Face.

Anyway,  "Blame it on the Alcohol" was one of the most ignorant songs of 2009 but besides that, the performance was definitley "Black-Faced." First, you have Jamie Foxx come out in a cape, spin and begin singing the lewd lyrics. Followed by the forever foolish T-Pain with his cape, singing in auto-tune and spinning with a top hat on. His name is justified because that what he causes black people, PAIN. Painful ignorance. Then, Doug E. Fresh came out and b-boxed on the track, just to add a lil' "Flava" for the white audience I suppose. It was cool, but Doug E., being one of the pioneers of Hip-Hop, should have known better. Then to add insult to injury, T-Pain has his mentally retarted sister come out and dance wildly to the track.  The stage was chaotic, loud and ignorant, just how they view "us" anyway right?
I cringed at this performance, embarassed to be represented that way. I couldn't believe that Black People saw no problem with this display of our culture. On one hand, earlier this week we had the President of the United States, a black man, give the State of the Union address and then you exploit us like this? Or did we do it to ourselves......

Why do we allow ourselves to be set in these traps black people? Why do we accept these images of ourselves? Why?

Then, we ended the show with Lil' Wayne, Drake and Eminem. Besides the fact that every other word had to be edited out for offensive lyrical content, Lil' Wayne definitley played into the Black Face mold. He did tonight and he has been for a long time. That's another topic for a entirely different post though. While I understand that Hip-Hop is a sensitive subject for many Blacks, young and old, I must say that the magic that once graced from turntables, speakers and microphones has faded away. The pride, the essence, the struggle, the love...those fundamental elements are not found in most of today's mainstream Black music.
If we look at the number of young males and females that are influenced by Wayne's "Money is the Motivation" and drug-induced lyrics, you really don't have to wonder about why Black America is in the state that it's in. This type of music and exposure to ideals and concepts like this are a major conribution to the destruction of the black mind. Please understand, when other races laugh they are not laughing with us, we are the laughing stock. Although Mary J. Blige, Usher and some others tried remained classy and elegant tonight, believe there are only certain images that remain in the mental rolodex of what represents Black People. Were you suprised that Kanye West was not in attendance tonight?

Anyway, I heard Mr. Cornel West say something tonight that made the tears fall from my eyes. After seeing the display of bafoonery on the screen at the Grammys, I heard the real Mr. West say...

"We are told that to be a young black man is to be involved in Sexual Conquest, over a SISTAH- your sistah. To be obsessed with our desires, to be preoccupied with Getting Over. And therefore all the other dimensions that make up a black man, like our minds, our intellect, our hearts, our souls, our capacity to love, our capacity for compassion, are all reduced to this base denominator of Getting Over."

Marinate on that for a minute.

Do you understand how far we fell from what we once were? Do you understand that there once were many different voices and perspectives of the Black Man?

Do you understand that now, young black men EVERYWHERE are constantly fed images of one way to be. Of one way to treat each other, of one way to treat their women, of one way to live in the Capitalist society, of one way...to get over.
"Thug Life." "Rockstar Lifestyle." "Fuck Bitches, Get Money." "Get Rich or Die Tryin,"....these are all forms of Black Genocide that we constantly feed into. There are harldy any alternatives to this mentality on a large or mainstream level. Sure, you can watch TvOne, read a magazine like "Black Enterprise" or Essence, or head to the library (yeah right?), but there's always....dare I say it, that BET. They call it Black Entertainment Television when in actuality it should be called "Black-Faced Entertainment Television" or NET, short for "Nigga Entertainment Television." That channel is purely, poison to the black mind. Need I not go into detail about that either because that is an entire different post subject. But it's sad that you can count on one hand the number of shows on that channel that actually focus on empowerment of the Black community. Our poor children, our poor adults, our poor souls. But today is not the day to have a pity party. But it is indeed, for me, a day of serious refelection. Do you and I feed into these images? Do you do what your heart desires or what another person's heart desires for you?

You may think that the one change you make can't affect anything but seriously ask yourself: Are you part of the problem, or the solution?

I had a conversation with a young man just a few days ago when he explained to me that the reason he connected with Lil' Wayne and his music so much was because he talked about "Money Over Bitches," and he said he lives his life the same way. Let me remind you that this young man did not even possess a high school diploma, he has no job or source of income. I was explaining to him that Lil' Wayne is there to "Entertain" him and that he cannot live life like that for real. I mean seriously, these young dudes are not understanding: YOU ARE NOT LIL' WAYNE! Anyway, he begged to differ and told me that his lifestyle did reflect Wayne's. In addition to not having a job, his days consist of waking up, smoking weed or popping ecstasy pills (or whatever is his drug of choice for the day), calling one of his "Bitches" or two to come over, rolling up some more weed and then fuckin' with his friends on the block. He also has two young women that he has pregnant, without any care in the world for either one of them. This is a reminder of the type of mentailty we have became complacent with. I explained to him that my issue was not with him listening to Lil' Wayne, but with the limit he had put on his mind and ultimately, his consciousness level. That type of music is not the only kind you should expose yourself to. There are a variety of artists, poets, singers, actors and even dancers that can show you alternative ways of thinking. "Don't be afraid of letting your mind grow young man," were my exact words to him. But as blacks we are so lazy, we don't want the responsibility that comes with the knowledge because once you know the truth, your conscience fucks with you for not acting on it. When did we, as a people, become so afraid of mental stimulation and ultimately, soul evolution? Situations like these sadden my heart because I could see the King in him, the knowledge is in his DNA...but he can't get to it because he became engulfed by all the "distractions" the masters of the world have set there for his own self-destruction.

We can blame it on outside forces, we can "Blame it on the Alcohol" like Jamie, but what we fail to realize is that this war is not physical. The war we, BLACK PEOPLE, are fighting has not been of this material/physical world since it first started. This war has nothing to do with our physical aspects because "if you control a man's mind, you do not have to worry, his actions will follow." -Carter G. Woodson

This war is mental and spiritual. What we have to realize as a people is that if we were to take our minds, as precious as they are, and rebuild them, this is the key. When the psychological chains of mental slavery are broken, then and only then will we see progress. We can March on Washington, we can cry for the Jena 6, we can pray to the heavens, we can picket, protest, sit at lunch counters and take militant action. And although these were all tremendous efforts for the struggle, what we need to accept today is some truth, some real light. This means accepting EVERYTHING you have learned in this Western society as a lie, a BIG FAT lie and starting from scratch. Starting with very humble beginnings. Do your OWN research on the beginning of civilization, the rise of Humanity. Do your OWN research on the human body, the human mind, your PINEAL GLAND {Called the Eye of God by the Ancient Khemetians/ Egyptians}. Your OWN research on your ancestry, your evolvement, your chakras (energy centers) that truly make up your being. Erase from your mind the "Dog eat Dog" mentality that this racist, hate-filled, individualistic, Capitalist society has imposed on you. You have the choice for your mind to be free. You always have the choice, it is your mind isn't it? Ask yourself another question, Who does you mind belong to? Seriously? Is it your mind?

With all of this said, I bring it to a close here. The motivation for this post was sparked by the airing of the Grammys tonight but I added in a few other issues I wanted to address. I love to share with you my inner most secrets, my heart's desire that burns to fill pages and minds with the Divine.
The Spirit of the Most High dwells within you, did the Ultimate Creator not create you? It is on you to see what you can achieve with that energy.

Will we continue to allow big businesses to use us (black people) as their "products?"
Will we allow them to continue to market us however they want to? As an ass-shaking, over-sexed, money-throwing, money-hungry, ebonic-speaking, no education having, poppin' out babies, pants hangin' off our ass, gold fronts wearin', "Fuck bitches get money," "Niggas ain't shit" sayin', prostituting, abortion-having, laughing, joking, giggling when shit ain't funny, moaning, groaning, complaining, shiftless, tired ass negro race.....

Will we? Damn, I'm almost scared of alot of the answers I may get from my people, Black People...the Alpha and Omega, the warriors of this world, the rulers of this universe. We are fighting this fight and we are losing, will we take our God-given life back? Because somebody else controls your life...you are the puppet they pull by the strings....whether or not you know it or believe it, it's happening....right now!

But it's your choice. It's our choice. And personally, I refuse to let my race be thrown by the wayside. Go ahead and think that this shit doesn't affect you, or your children, or your children's children, or ther children. Doesn't slavery still affect your ass today? Isn't racism still alive in your hometown?...or will you have a Condolesa Rice moment and say that you never experienced it.

Whatever your issue, whoever you are, wherever you are...are you wearing that Black Face mask? Do you own your mind? Are you part of the problem or are you part of the solution?

Huh? Brother? Sister?...Can anyone hear me out there? Or do I stand all alone, fighting for all of you......

It is Black History Month today isn't it? Happy February. One Love, BlackSoulRose.

The Freedom of Individuality

No one said the price of Freedom would be cheap.
Through my strength i had to learn to take faith in my leaps.
I am constantly and forever ever-changing and ever-moving.
Sometimes I feel like life is living a movie.

I once read that the conscience mind is not real, but your subconscience is what you are to be.
I now know and believe, in the Freedom of Individuality.
This word has gotten me through the toughest times of self-hate and self-guilt.
Individuals don't melt well in a mixing pot.

I make my own pot, I mix the ingredients that I deem neccessary for my growth,
My food shall heal souls, heal my own soul.
I have to learn to be vulnerable with the one who makes it all happen,
admitting the truth to yourself is the hardest to do sometimes.

I will admit, I have felt like my best just isn't good enough.
Why can't I stop worrying, why can't I get enough.
Though endless times that I was unworthy of love,
remembering now that it is the grestest creation that comes from above.
Therefore, it makes no sense and has no words to describe,
it is a feeling I feel when I glance into his eyes.
A feeling I feel when I watch the sunrise,
or a streak of humanity I see across a moonlit sky.
Gemini, air sign, out beyond the planes of realness,
This is the real real, can you feel this?

See, I have learned not to give others too much credit, my energy is surpassing the meeks of most
Negative energy needs a host
And who am I to boast, about the knowledge I have dwelling within
It was born inside of us all, with the creation of man.

Meditation, Prayer.
Meditation** Prayer**
It shall get me there.

The Freedom of Individuality...

Boy I swear.....

Historically Black Colleges and Universities: A Luxury or Necessity?

And I dare to ask, are HBCU’s a Luxury or Necessity? Should they still be in existence? Are they still relevant?


Many scholars have argued that blacks have advanced and the need for these schools have either declined or are no longer needed. Things like Affirmative Action allow blacks to advance in “Corporate America,” so “they” say.

Historically black colleges were started, historically, to educate blacks who would otherwise, not be educated. Recently freed slaves were left with little options, so the founding of several black institutions of higher learning began. Although most HBCUs are in Southern States, the first Historically Black College was started in the North. Both Cheyney University (in Philadelphia-1837) and Wilberforce University (in Ohio-1856) were both started by Quakers and educated blacks. Some may argue these were actually, the first HBCUs, influenced heavily by independent religious institutions.

Another school, the Institute for Colored Youth, was started before both Cheyney and Wilberforce in the 1830s by other Philadelphia Quakers.

So in essence, Blacks once again needed a handout to be educated or re-educated, post the African Hellacaust: Slavery in the Americas. After the Civil War, HBCUs began to sprout, but not without opposition. With the Plessy vs. Ferguson Supreme Court Decision in 1896, it became law for blacks schools to be created, separate but equal however.

The Morrill-Land Grant Act of 1890 made it federal law for states using federal funds for schools/universities to either open admission to both white and black students, or to allocate money to schools specifically for blacks. With the passing of this second Morrill-Land Grant Act, sixteen black institutions received federal funding. Several black schools including Fisk University and my alma mater, first called the Hampton Normal and Agricultural Institute, graduated several free blacks, including W.E.B DuBois and Booker T. Washington. In the case of Hampton Institute, (now called Hampton University), the school was founded to focus on educating blacks to fill mostly agricultural and mechanical trades. Washington, D.C. was the place that most of these blacks became employed after graduation from Hampton. Even today, the route from Hampton, VA to Washington, D.C. is a very clear and concise one. Don’t think that this clear route is one of coincidence. It has historical data tied to its existence.

With that brief history given, I came to my own sort of conclusion about the founding of Historically Black Colleges and Universities. As stated earlier, these schools were mostly started to educate blacks that would not be educated otherwise. Otherwise meaning that whites still did not want blacks educated in their schools. It goes deeper to ask if they wanted blacks to be educated at all. But an examination of the acts and laws that had to be enacted to ensure that blacks had an equal chance at an education should give you a very accurate answer to that question. Only strong minds ponder…..
This is not to say that blacks haven’t benefited from the creations of these schools and universities. But with the obvious advancement of black people, and our schools, would it be appropriate to integrate these all-black schools at this point?

Should institutions of higher learning like Tuskegee, Spelman, Morehouse, Howard, FAMU, Central and Elizabeth City be open to students of all color, cultures and creeds?

Is there a need to sustain the legacy that so many of our African-American heroes have fought, and in some instances, died, to keep alive?


I have had several conversations with colleagues of mine about this very subject and one of the most profound answers I got on the need of HBCU’s existence was that “Yes we still need them Of course they have evolved though. But HBCUs have evolved because black people have evolved.”

With that said, are HBCUs a reflection of the educated black man and woman in America? Or are the educated black men and women of America a reflection of HBCUs?

Are blacks that decide to go to culturally mixed, or bigger, more nationally recognized universities experiencing something that blacks educated at HBCUs are not? And vice versa?
Since other universities (non-HBCUs) have certain quotas to meet (i.e.- granting admission in a certain number of “other” races besides Caucasian), do blacks now have an equal chance at education? Do blacks and other minority races have a chance to advance as readily and steadily as their European/ Caucasian counterparts?
Because all people of a racial category besides that of Caucasian or white have had, in one time of history or another, had to fight for equal opportunities with their Caucasian counterparts, do we still need these specialized type of institutions? Are the existence of HBCUs, that educate blacks, still relevant and in need today? In present time?
Surely most can agree that institutions like HBCUs are constant reminders of the struggle for equality that still exists in America today. However, we must ask ourselves several questions, in addition to the ones listed above.
Firstly, have we evolved into a society that honestly looks beyond the barriers of race for qualifications for jobs, school admission, or any other type of advancement?
Once these “educated blacks” graduate from these nationally recognized, accredited African-American institutions, are they equipped with the proper skills to compete with students who have been educated at non-HBCUs?

Is there a precious piece of culture that is missing from blacks that do not graduate from a HBCU?

Or, do HBCUs even give blacks a fair shot in a Capitalist society that constantly encourages us to strive for self, and self only. Further self-attainment being the only reward of being “successful.”
-Since HBCUs strive on providing a communal sense of living, working and playing, is this a hindrance to the black man or woman that graduates from these institutions?

Most people I have talked with on this very sensitive, but important subject speak about the culture of HBCUs. From the bass-dropping bands at football games, to the hopping and strolling Fraternities and Sororities, to the very live and meaningful Homecoming celebrations, to the sense of family one feels at black schools, the culture of these schools is an energy that defies description.

So I ask, and really NEED to know and hear from you: Are Historically Black Colleges and Universities a Luxury or a Necessity for blacks?

Consider all of the things aforementioned and let’s get into a lively discussion about this matter, a meeting of the minds. Because let’s be honest, this does AFFECT me, you, our children and their children.

As one girl from Hampton University put it, “Yes HBCUs are still relevant, but I wish they weren’t.”

Are they though?
And what do you plan to do about your opinion on their existence or not?


**Only Great Minds Ponder…..


"Without Struggle there is no progress" -Frederick Douglass


                         **BlackSoulRose**               **E&J**

Take It In Stride...

Take it in stride...is what the elders tell me

To listen to what others may have to say but still, to make my own decisions. Not that I feel that the best interest of my soul may not be in the hearts of others. But only I know the true interest of my soul.
I’ve been bold for some time now.
Although I cry, I still have the strength of Great Kings and Queens
I know you shall never forsake me.
My thoughts feel scattered at times like this and I need to repent. To myself.
I need to relent. To myself.
I have to search for the answer. Inside of myself. That is the only place I will find true serenity. Through deep meditation and re-creation of my thoughts, of self.
Why do I feel unworthy? Why do I feel doubt, anger, fear?
These are emotions that I have been conditioned to accept as a part of a life in the depths of hell, America.
I know that this is not the way to be yet daily I am fighting to not be sucked in by the masses.
Only the strong go crazy, for an Outcast I am and always will be.
Never will the others understand, I don’t even understand all of my power yet
Even I don’t understand the ramifications or limitations I set for myself as a Spiritual being.
Isn’t my Soul Evolution calling.
And my insides are brawling, and I am waiting to be touched.
I am waiting, but left waiting because I am not sure exactly what I want.
I know I am not ready for the commitment of love ties. Or the headaches of true lies.
But isn’t love supposed to be a beautiful bliss?
I have to learn to cherish, in the moment.
If I could have no worries for tomorrow, or naysays for yesterdays, maybe I would be okay?

Maybe?

That is the question of life? I am stuck trying to find balance, and that is what I need.

If I could balance between life, love, outer beauty, inner soul evolution and peaceful resolution. Then maybe, just maybe….

Would I be alright?
Maybe……..

Soldier Of Love

I've been through it all when it comes to love. Call me a soldier 'cause I been fighting for a while now. I should have some stripes. Let me start by saying, this post was inspired by the beautiful, multi-talented Goddess Sade.

Understand, when I speak of being a soldier of love, I'm not just talking about relationships dealing with men that I have loved. I am talking about friends that I have loved and lost, love for my family that sometimes dissapointed me, and the ultimate love for my Creator (a two-way street). These things have ultimately made me stronger. And because of this, I cry to soul-cleanse and it leads to my Soul Evolution. I understand that most do not understand from which context I speak but I like it that way, True freedom is a high price to pay at times, the rest of the world sleeps as I fight these fights...a Revolutionary and a Soldier of Love.

To all those who have loved and lost, this is one of the most valuable lessons of life. I have loved and lost and wouldn't trade a thing. The men who have thought they left me with holes in my heart, Maat has mended them, may God be with you. To the others who shall remain nameless, you will never persevere as you live through other's dreams and not your own. I keep you nameless because energy shall take care of you...DUH! And to all of the followers of my heart, I pray that you feel me, as we engage in distant group meditations, on a global level. Love is Universal and it is the ultimate life source. Without Love, there is no life. And I swear that living life without love is not living at all. So I will and I continue to be a Soldier of Love, this war is one that has no beginning or end, nor any winners or losers...fate takes care of what it shall be.

And now I ask, who are the other Soldiers ready to fight with me. Soldier of Love....and I take no prisoners!                
                                                    **BlackSoulRose**

I am...Choosing to Love Something New Every Day

Am I whatever you say I am? Maybe..... SIKE! If I was to be what you said I am then I would be crazy. So I had a blast with the bestie last night and I was sooo happy we decided to get up. I'm kinda still recovering and debating whether or not to fuck with "Him" tonite. Some one on one time would be good though. And since he's a working man and I am still a "Starving Artist," I think I will take all of that into consideration.


Today was spiritual for a number of reasons though. I can't even begin to describe the dreams, the visions, the epiphanies and the energy of the Most High. I did a group meditation today and a solo one. I'm gonna be on my meditation tip everyday now because I know I need to get back on it like I was over the summer. Last summer was such a blessing for so many reasons, I learned so much about life and love in general. What is life without love? I pose the question again because everyday I try to find a new way to seek the answer. If I can make a pact to love something new every day, then I would be what I need to be. And believe me, the Creator has enough creations for me to choose a new thing to love everyday. And the Creator loves me, Beautifully. I'm signing off here and I would love to continue tomorrow. I have been on it good this week and I will continue. Someone tell me how to add cool features to this thing??? LOL...**E&J**

What is Life...Without Love?

So, today my best friend and I are going to a small High School reunion. Well its actually tonight. No hear back from jobs but fuck that for the weekend. Im about to send my resume off to like 2 or 3 people and then I'm done for the day. I'm so fuckin tired!!! I slept until about 3pm today but thats cuz I was up until like 7am, watching Jurassic Park, writing poetry, working on this blog and enjoying the hour of the Most High. Actually, I feel refreshed for centering myself for a while. If I could get paid to put my artistic and creative abilities to the test everyday I know I would be a millionaire. I can do Anything, I promise. If you put me somewhere, tell me to write about it, sing about, talk about it, do without it....I'm good! Tehehehe. Anyway, Miami did look promising but I don't know anymore. I'm not comfortable with asking my mother for another a thousand dollars to go on a trip when I don't even really have a job yet. Even if I get a job, would it be appropraite to immediately take off time for a personal trip. Serious Judgement Call. Anyway, I did quit the other job I had for a day because alot of these jobs are seriously, stupid. Not that I'm picky but I am a college graduate and I do need some more type of stability. I hope the best to everyone today. I feel like today is going to be a good night that's why I may not even concern myself with the ignorance of the world. HaHa...how crazy right? You can't escape it, but you choose whether or not you respond to it. I am finally realizing how wonderful I am. I think I slept on myself for so long, unable to really hatch into the creative, artistic, articulate and passionate young, BLACK woman that I am. I was born with the skills though and now I need my confodence through the roof. Keep me on this wavellength...it's the only one I need. It's Friday I'm happy and Love is indeed, Life. Read my first post and you will see that I said that. I repeat it alot and I will again: Love is Life. What is life without love? Not just the head over heel type in a relationship...love of your family....love of the trees....the flowers...love of the planet you walk on and should live in sync with....love of the birds that sing every morning to wake us up....love of the Tropical Rainforests that most of us are far too scared to ever go into....love of the entire world and cosmic energy that dewlls within us and all around us. Love. Pure. and Simple. **BlackSoulRose**