Free freedom

 I wake up everyday and go to my atelier, I walk through the door and have to fight back tears. Not the kind of tears when you start a business and its not going well, or tears of unsurity, just some freedom tears.
I used to think I could never attain such a "sure thing" in my life, I thought I wasn't worthy of freedom. I had seen so many people give it up too freely, be it with a job, lousy relationships or just fear of the unknown... So they stay.



How can you fear the unknown? How can you comfortably go about your day with your dreams in a chokehold? How do so many people go to the grave with unrelinquished power? How do people know their potential, but still choose creative slavery? I ask people these questions only when they express disdain their current position. I tell people all the time that I have no fucking idea what I'll do if I break my hands or something unfortunate happens to me where I cant do work.


I understand that its been drilled into our heads to live a traditional lives... Go to school, then college, marry have kids...allocate funds for them to be comfortable repeating the same cycle when they're of age. Its a nesting doll syndrome... Im going to make this copy of me out of me to be just like me, no different just another identical smaller version.



Its so funny when people tell me they admire me for the things I do and the bravery they think I've had since birth , because I literally have not had it that long. I used to give away my freedom to people, I used to think I couldn't do more than my current thoughts allowed. Then one day I said " What have I got to lose? Im a walking chance? I could do "it". I came here with no money, damn sure not leaving with any, so let me put a price on my freedom, let me use the bit of power I have to change what I can.


I dont think my way of living is the best for everyone, Its just what works for me. If theres ever a situation where I am in a movie like deathbed and I get to muster up some half-breathed last words, There will only be two, to whoever is around ; " Free Yourself."

XOXO
Gold Bird

Death becomes Her

Imagine a life where everyone you loved was still here and never had to leave you in death?

It'd be perfect right? Wrong. It couldn't be. the purpose of life is experience, even the things you do repetitiously only happen once. Its no happenstance that death is the only way out. What if you had to go through the emotional discomfort of just losing everyone over and over, for eternity? That would be the most cruel set up.

When you get to have and love people in your life, no matter what the time length, they impact you until your ship sails. That is the beauty of all this, as fucked up as it is to have to experience it that way in never being able to communicate with our loved ones, its final peace. Its not having to keep missing people and wanting what you can't have. Life is about "one times until there is no more time."

Feel as much as you can, love more than you should, change people, affect people make people remember you. For good reasons. We are the chosen ones. We got to live. We got to feel. We got to love. That is a gift, to exist.  

XOXO

Gold Bird

Land of the Lost

It amazes me how some of the smallest thing will compel me to write. I seen some crazy shit this morning. I was in line at the gas station ( I'm always in line somewhere) and  here's the scenario. There's a white lady first, black man construction worker I think and me. Now he's straight up sweatin this lady in line with these corny ass lines and I don't think he noticed me when I came in. She doesn't even smile at his ass and leaves, he steps up and pays for his stuff, turns to leave and turns up his nose at the kid!! Now mind y'all I ain't said one word and smiled like I do to everyone, but he was pre-disgusted with me. Which raised a question in my head : Why do black men who prefer white women hate us so much?

First off , Your preference is that , I have no issue with interracial dating or marriage my sister and closest friend are in those types of unions, but why act as if black women are the scum of the earth because they are not your cup of coffee with no creme....? This saddens me because skin color has nothing to do with how good someone loves you. Skin color doesn't determine the quality of woman, the woman does. There is a fine line between not preferring something and hating it. I have seen this behavior from a lot of black men that choose white ladies and its super intriguing.

I can't stand race issues, but I've seen this several times and just wonder "Why?" what have we done to you so bad that you can't love us the way we love y'all? I will never forget the time my Ex cheated on me.. in my bed with a white woman and told me it was because he didn't like the way our skin looked together anymore, and that he would never ever date another black bitch after me! Talk about scorned! That altered my outlook on black men that chose the other white meat, but not enough to hate the real kings.

I wrote this to say, Black men we are not your enemies. All of the societal stigmas and stereotypes about us are not all true... We cater... we respect... we love... and we value... Just because you haven't found the one to do all these things doesn't mean a cocoa queen can't give it to you, and don't think all white women wait on y'all hand and foot and don't have "attitude problems"... A woman is a woman is a woman. but don't behave like you forgot that black women are Queens and not to be treated as peasants.

XOXO

Gold Bird

Metamorphic

I used to think that change was something that everyone wanted and strives for. Unfortunately that is so far from the truth. So many people live in the "what was" instead of the "what is" , simply because its already been seen. I know so many complacent people and so many optimistic people and the mind-set difference is just wanting to do what hasn't been done. I am an admittedly creature of habit , but I know that in order to prevail I have to do uncomfortable and scary shit. A caterpillar has never been afraid to be a butterfly.

You have to be a tree, stay rooted and grounded but change those leaves. Its so necessary to tapping into your potential and applying knowledge to areas in your life that need improvement. (We all need it) To truly understand what it means to be human is taking advantage of time not truly appreciated. We spend so much time doubting ourselves and not being who we want in fear of punishment from people that are living the exact same borrowed time. Lions are only concerned with tigers if their is a threat to them. Exerting only energy needed to keep his pride and everything in it secure. Be a lion.

You have to want to become something better than what you are. I know a lot of people think that they are exactly where they want to be, and that's not true for anyone breathing. There is no way to perfect being a human, there is just not enough time, but you can be great in life if you posses the true  your growth gene, which is fearlessness. Its only with that can you be what others are scared to be or oblivious to the fact that they can be; Whatever they want to be.

Be conscious and aware of your growth as a human, be aware of the time. Be aware of your surroundings and how they affect you. Be mindful of where you plant your tree. Be selective about who is in your pride, and never be scared to be a butterfly....

Arrhythmia

Its funny how things go. I swear I know how to get around my city, and last night when my GPS was spazzin and I couldn't find Latitude 39 by sight (and wouldn't have had I not restarted my phone) I got super frustrated because I was on a mission to get some audiodope. I went the wrong way twice. I found it after saying I was just gonna go back home, but I had to be there, for my homie AMH and myself. I have been to open mics and poetry slams before but when I walked in here something was different.

 The air was light and fresh but the content floating in the air was heavy. I seen so many familiar faces greeted them all with smiles and hugs. Wait a minute I thought " I'm at home, I know almost all of these people and I have for years." Everyone there was an artist in some form or an art lover in the only form. I stood in the back and watched people file in greeted more kindred family and immediately got mad at myself for not finishing my piece to perform, eventhough I probably would pass out when I got on stage...lol...

Facebook friends that I didnt know were going to be there performed,  Krystal Tibbs Ahmad Rahsan Lisa Devon G ,  Comedian Jay Scott ,Tiffany Nichole brought some hot shit ,Amani Tre Niner dropped a gem and Miss Gabby.... Miss Gabby brought an uprising over the crowd with her colossal deliverance of sidepiece 101. There were singers and comedians and even a trumpet player. I was kind of upset that I only paid fiv bones to get in because it was truly a mind massage, and heart palpitating evening. 

 Now I had a lot of people asking me if I was going to do something,  and as bad as I wanted to get up there I just have to grow some balls first! I have never actually tried now that I think of it so I'm definitely going to give it a whirl. I love being a spectator and playing the background but It may be time to let people see yet another side of me. 

XOXO

Gold Bird

To the Beat

Have you ever felt an energy so strong amongst a group of strangers so strong you felt as if you've met these people in a previous life? "No" ok well that's how I felt outside of the Vogue Saturday night for a head to head battle of the beats...literally. About fifty of us waited outside some spectators and some producers, but we were all there for a common reason : The love of music... I've been a music head ever since my mom used to throw impromptu basement parties in the projects laced with  LL Cool J and Public Enemy. I didn't understand the words at the time but, the first time I heard "Bad" I was in love.

Producers provide the canvas and artists get the paintbrush, but at this particular event only the canvas was being judged, a first experience for me but I was geeked. Most of the local artists I'm used to seeing out were there, lots of girls in short skirts, Unique faces and just an all around blend of straight music lovers. The atmosphere was just so dope.

The opening act came out and belted out a colossal tyrannosaurus rex roar , to warm us up performed some hot shit and  then the emcee got down to business. The producers took turns going trumpets and samples  to  snares and bassline for about ten minutes before judges quickly decided who was advancing  and who had to go back to the lab. I liked this type of bracket choosing because I don't favor sports but it was easy for me to pick the winner here, where I knew something about the "sport"

The night went on with catchy pop style beats and conscious "Ab-Soul'ish" type beats. With each spin  the tracks were getting more dynamic, they were breaking out the big guns! Ultimately the mad scientist looking producer MenDog, I had picked in round one took the crown. I loved the energy, the sportsmanship and the overall experience of seeing passion on display like that, that was my first and wont be my last battle of the beats.

Gold Bird

The Detox

In order for love to grow it has to first be planted. I see and feel so much its almost like a curse, I can see the hurt , pain and misunderstanding in people's eyes. Its my "superpower". What this world is severely lacking is love, and not the kind you think you know. Real love requires compassion and understanding of differences but still being accepting. People don't and cant have that because of ridiculous things that divide us. When you sow a seed of hate and constant turmoil, your garden can't grow and be fruitful. Your garden is your heart.

The cloud of heartache looming over this world of confusion , division and hatred for people dying to live is something I didn't think I'd ever have to experience. You would think after all these years some peace and harmony would be wanted and needed from an entire civilization who have and always will have to SHARE this planet, its no ones in particular were all just visiting, so why be so fucking selfish about it? It really is a big place.  

The world is numb. The people are the zombies and the human race should be ashamed, the way we live so wastefully and hateful. The real animals on earth kill only for survival, the made animals (humans) kill for nothing. The world has been around for who knows how long , because no one really knows , and we still haven't gotten it right, made all of these technological advances and still haven't figured out how to coexist with each other. The only race that really has the power to change everything ;does nothing.

The things that are being taught to the youth and coming generations are so fucked up. Half of these kids don't even know how to fight, let alone survive. But I bet they can twerk like nobodies business or put together a dope ass outfit. The old are supposed to teach the young, and the misinformation that they are receiving will be the standard for life in the future, let that shit sink in America.

Gold Bird

In Plain Sight

I often ask people why they're glad to be an American and the most popular  answer is, "Because I'm free."  That couldn't be more wrong.  Just because certain liberties and freedoms that you may presume to be privileges haven't been stripped away from you doesn't mean we have it better. The same things people fear like wearing burkas or population control goes down here too, just in different forms. Or slightly similar ones. You get chided in America for  wearing certain things and there is DEFINITELY population going on, just because they aren't out in the open with it like in China does not mean it isn't happening.

I've never actually enjoyed being an American, never felt any real connection to this place. Although I've never lived in another country I have never felt welcomed here. People often forget their history or don't even bother to know it. I knew something wasn't right when they didn't want me to read. As a a little black girl that enjoyed reading and going to new and far away lands through paper and ink, I couldn't understand why they didn't want me to have that opportunity. So I read as much and as fast as I could to try to figure out what they didn't want me to know. I came across the Willie Lynch letter on my own around nine. I couldn't believe people felt like that about other people, why would you want people to behave like that? Break families apart like that? 

Fast forward twenty years. Black people killing each other over the dumbest shit imaginable, Babies being killed in the streets and watching it all unfold before your eyes because of the information super highway  is mind boggling. The Ferguson situation right now is fukking terrifying, just seeing despairty of the people. The force and practices of law enFORCEment are showing us what martial law is going to look like. We are all watching and subconsciously and psychologically being conditioned for this shit. Ferguson is a prerequisite to what America is about to go through. Seeing what will make people mad, in what areas, how militant are the civilians so we know how much and what they can handle.

I know people will say "Well the blacks are killing the blacks TOO!" so I guess that makes it ok for a police to drop a kid in the street because he was embarrassed? Nah. I worry  about the future. I'm an optimistic realist so I want things to get better for this angry ass world but not everybody feels like I do.

Gold Bird

Trophies

Boy meets girl, girl meets girl mentor meets student and helpers meet the needy. We all come across people in our lives that need us for something, be it an uplifting word a reality check or a life change. We collect people , or I guess I should say we collect auras and spirits. Some we can do without and some we can never shake. Like my mother for instance, I had her, but very briefly so I feel that mother-daughter connection still but not as much as someone who got to have their mom longer than I did.

Now when I say "collecting auras" I don't mean for playthings. I mean to be of some use to that person, we are all fragile enough from the worldly issues that are bestowed upon us so don't make it worse by being a dick to people. Do things with no reward other than knowing you're a great person and you are put on earth to fortify people not weaken them. I know its easy to manipulate people and use people that trust you, but for what? At what expense? You're sound body and mind is what you'll pay with.

Collect the kind of auras that will enrich your life, that will make you feel good and help you through life as long as you're here because one day you'll have to put the trophies back on the shelf never to be admired again because that stretch of the race is over.

XOXO

Gold Bird

Dominoes

You can't or should I say question "Why me?" There is no fukkin rhyme or reason for life, we're all just here living , creating existing or whatever people do with their lives. No one person has ever really controlled their own life, we're all on auto-pilot. So many people are gonna disagree with that and thats cool, just hear me out.

How many times have you said,  I don't know why or how something happened to me but I'm either a. Ecstatic or b. Pissed off ? A whole bunch, that's because you don't set up your life, the universe does. We are all dominoes its just that we have all been falling in place until its all over. Now I'm definitely not saying to be on "cruise control" until you croak, I'm just saying be more aware of your surroundings and position in the greatest dominoe set up ever; Life.

Everything is connected , everybody and everything eventually, it may never come to your attention but believe me,it's there. When my mother died its like my senses were heightened , like my animalistic survival skills came to the forefront. I was faced with decisions no teenager should have had to face without their mom, but it was the setup. There was nothing I could do... Sink or Swim.


The people you meet, the places you work, down to being in the line at CVS is all already written. I look at life differently than alot of people but when you have some of the most important people in your life early on , it just changes things. It makes you live different. I could never thoroughly explain this to anyone who hasn't lost both of their parents before eighteen. It is a different life, I don't know why that was set up like that but, that's what solidified my thoughts on how everything is out of my hands.


Alot of people will detest everything I'm saying but , I can't see life through anyone else's but my own. I just people would challenge some of the things put in their head and consider that it could be wrong. That it really doesn't matter  how good , great or terrible your life may be , it is only partially controlled by you and the rest is a dominoe effect.



XOXO
Gold Bird

To have and to hold

With the recent gay marriage issues going on right now I felt compelled to touch on the institute of marriage and what it means to ME. I have a lesbian sister and her girlfriend is white, they have two societal strikes against them already so I'm very defensive and passionate about anything that has to do with them. I feel like its my duty as her sister and just an educated woman to kind of break down a few myths about gay love and straight love.

First off, everything is the same. They argue,  they grocery shop, they make decisions and most importantly in my opinion is that they love unconditionally. I wont put it all out there but I've seen them go through shit that most people will walk away from, but love s love and no one can tell you what kind of love you deserve.

I've seen legally married  straight people do shit to their spouses that I wouldn't even do to a boyfriend. The ring and paperwork does change things, tangibly.  It does not change the heart though, If a person is not married to you in the mind body and spirit that ring and certificate are just pieces of matter. If they are embarrassing you and not placing you in the highest regards what does sharing a last name really doing or changing for y'all? 

Marriage is a state of mind, and means different things to people, that's why there is divorce. People's ideas and outlooks on life can change in an instant, a split second. Then they no longer have the desire to have and to hold anymore. I don't think those feelings should be limited to the"Right" combination of people. Think about it, If people were rallying and criticizing and ridiculing you for the person that makes you weak and strong at the same time, how would that make you feel? How would you feel not being able to show off who you live for? How would you feel having to be ashamed for being happy? 

People are way too concerned and consumed with others lives. Why they love , who they love , what they drive and have etc.but dont even have slightest idea about themselves and their own needs because they are too focused on other people. 

XOXO

Gold Bird

Unprotected

The last thing anyone wants or needs is a heartbreak. Its time consuming, people can see it in your eyes and it just doesn't wear well. Your mind constantly races with shoulda couldas and wouldas, but its over, and time to push through, not just for you but for the person who can see past the hurt and capture a glimpse of your awesomeness.

It is ideal to protect yourself in all situations , but with life and its many demands , its hard to cover all areas, that's where delegation and assistance is needed. Now who you assign to help you in life will be essential to your progression or the reason(s) you stay stagnant. The common goal is to squeeze as many laughs and smiles out of life until the clock stops, and if people cant contribute to that common goal, "Ax their ass!!"

To have to entrust people with your secrets, situations and sanity is to be vulnerable, people are scared of that. I understand the difficulty associated with opening up to people, I get the fact that people can and will hurt you," but how will you figure out who won't?"

We all have been let down, fucked over and scarred, but we all have been happy, lucky ,loved and given love immensely as well. Those feelings are what we live for, what we need and desire. To actually find people who invoke these feelings may take some time and require you to trudge through some bullshit, but when you get that intangible feeling of being unprotected and you know your people got you, you feel like a winner. Everybody deserves to be a winner.

The bitten tongue

Scene: A fellow approaches me in the gas station yesterday (from the back) , I know he didn't see my face because I seen him first. He says " Wassup Lil Mama you thick as fukk." I've heard it all so I was just like whatever. I replied in the snarkiest of tones, " I used to be a man" without even turning around. I felt his mind racing. I thought it was funny. I paid for things and about faced and gave him the sexiest smile I could muster without laughing. He obviously didn't return one.

I was kind of a quiet child, more action less talk, until I found my power in words and wit. So once I really started thinking deeper and reading more I got diarrhea of the mouth, but it was always good shit. I learned how to speak and when and why, I learned that the greatest form of influence is almost always with the ears instead of the eyes.

I have never really been the type to not say how I feel or keep quiet about "touchy" subjects. Being hush about things won't help you ,because if you can't talk about something how can you gain more understanding? If people don't know how you feel about something how can you get what you want and need? Everybody isn't elevated enough to read signs, symbols and body language simultaneously enough to kinda "know" people before you know em...

Saying anything to anybody within reason and respect shouldn't cause so much angst, people shouldn't tread so lightly when expressing how they feel. The only reason I chose to tell that man I was a dude was to challenge him in his next prey/kill situation to possibly look at the person's face before their body. 

Don't bite your tongue but dont be hurtful, express how you feel and maybe you'll be lucky enough to meet people who are just as open. It takes the guesswork out of an already complicated life.

XOXO

Gold Bird

Stray dogs, Alley cats

I see so many instagram pics, status and quotes about people being faithful and how to make your mate stay faithful, and only want you. Look, none of that will make a person not stray. You can't even make them, if they want to be with you and only , that's what they'll do. You can cook , clean , provide and curl toes, but if they want someone else...That's what it will be. 

Money won't  keep em. How many rich wives have slept with the yard boy? That man may give her everything in the world financially but he's obviously lacking somewhere else. People like to be paid attention to and if the only time that happens is when there's gifts with no thought being given . There could be a beautiful house that's not a home. If I wouldn't live in a box with you I wouldn't want to be in the mansion with you either.

When it comes to sex I think It can either be really important or not at all depending on the couple and their chemistry and bond strength. A person can love you to death and love everything you do sexually and still stray, why you ask? Because they want to. Now  I hear a lot of men and women say that even though they cheat there are many reasons to make em stray. I call bullshitt and still stick with my original theory  that they want to and that is the bottom line.

Being faithful isn't a requirement in some relationships though, and if that makes both parties satisfied then that is fine too, but both parties should definitely be aware of the arrangement. The problem with that though is most if not all people cannot handle what they dish out and things get messy from there. In closing , I feel that the one and only thing that can make someone want to do right and be faithful or do right and keep it 100% with everyone and themselves is them and them alone. As an adult you know whats right and wrong ; innately... If they're not scared to lose you you will lose them.

XOXO

Gold Bird

Show me how to live

You can see the past,  and live in the now but that queasy feeling you get about the future can hold your mind in an illustrious stupor. Wondering, hoping , wanting and planning for something you know nothing about. The truth of these matters can imprison our thoughts and lives. "What will happen if I do this?" "Can I recover if I go left instead of right?" Its these moments that can define or diminish our futures.

We are all wondering through life doing what we want, but what about when that could have been handled differently? When in fact you should have zigged instead of zagged. When you know you should have said Yes instead of no but the moment has passed and you are now faced with decisions that wouldn't even exist. That is the most mind-blowingest shit ever. To have to think of what could be instead of what is. 

I spend a lot of time in my thoughts and always trying to escape the grips of what is and what should be. I wish we were given at least a thirty second flash of the consequence before any major decision is made. That'd be great. It would only play once and no rewinds. That would eliminate so much of the fuckery that takes place in our lives.

Mystery is cool but I prefer a more structured approach. Life is Chess not Checkers, and who has the time to try and figure out so much? People and their ways, what career is perfect for you, when and where to be at a precise time. I don't want to see it all , just some of it. 

I live in a fantasy world and I know that this cannot and will not ever be an option , but If I can challenge myself a little harder to be steadfast in my approach to this never ending roller coaster I can and will be able to lay a few bricks ahead of me before I step out on the road. 

Gold Bird

XOXO

It aint all its "cracked" up to be

Today I was in the thrift store searching and sifting and my ass knocked over a whole rack of purses. It was like twenty handbags came crashing to the ground because my ass has a completely different agenda than me. So as I' m picking up the bags I thought I'd share this with ya'll.

I have been afflicted with steatopygia ever since puberty, so I have had these kinds of problems my whole life. Its so funny because my mother used to tell me that I couldn't wear the cute little shorts like the other girls my age because I wasn't built like them. As a kid you don't know what the hell that means, you just want to dress like the other kids. 

I hit fifteen and my curves were more prominent than some full grown women, it was so noticeable that a few drivers have been distracted and wrecked (right hand). I have had problems "fitting" in to and on to so many things! It looks good in clothes and stuff but imagine trying to walk through any opening that's not as wide as your ass and see don't you feel some type of way...lmao! Knock someones drink out of their hand, "Do you know how many drinks I've had to replace!?!" I'm just saying.

The stares, the gawking sneak pics and all that craziness, is just crazy!! I can appreciate a nice ass myself but geeze, this aint the zoo!! People ask to touch it, jiggle it see if it's real and I can't help but to wonder ,"What is the fascination?" Is it the roundness? The heaviness? Or is it like bird watching or stamp collecting, just another hobby or pasttime? Ass-Watching... lmao

In any event I know my booty is big and I know It's nice or whatever, but after a long weeks work and numerous squats at the gym, I don't feel like picking up racks of shit because my ass can't control itself.

XOXO

Gold Bird

The way you make you feel

Pep talks aren't just for athletes. They are much needed in everyday life to achieve the ultimate goal : Victory. I understand that it can be hard to do when life is bogging you down or things just aren't going so smoothly. If you are here on earth another day , fight the good fight even on the bad days. Give yourself  and your self-esteem a little sprucing up daily. Highlight what you're doing well and approach what you aren't just as a coach would do his team, with enthusiasm and zeal, not hastily.

Do nice things for yourself. I know it can be a wonderful thing to have people think about you and do things for you, but who knows you better than you know you? Who DEFINITELY knows how to make you smile? You do. You have to make yourself  feel good and deserving of being alive. Thats the only way you'll want to squeeze out all you can in life, as if you genuinely appreciate being alive. If it makes you smile. Do it

People always say I look mean , which may be true but I am not actually mean. I love taking selfies with strangers and doing things for others, It makes me feel super human. It is so easy to spew negativity and hateful shit, but way harder to be nice to people with no reward. It makes me feel like I am actually living a purposeful existence.

When you are reflecting on your life and times, be truthful but don't beat yourself down because all things aren't right, all we all can do is try our hardest to "drive" on a highway with no map, Have many experiences  and reach a satisfiable transcending...You are not perfect, I am not...no one is...Just feel good while you are.

XOXO

Gold Bird

Unicornism

My friends and family can all agree that I am very different. I've spoken on my quirkiness before so I won't delve. I get so many inboxes from men asking to "date me" or take me out , whatever but I can't never seem to clearly get across my rejection to them. I don't like being mean or hurting anyone's feelings so I just answer it with an " Awww , Thank You!" or some other form of friend zoning sentiment. 

Now don't get it twisted I am single and would consider a relationship with someone that I can trust as much as I trust myself, someone that will ask why I'm crying I can tell them it's because I just love them so much I cry, but nothing short of that!

I think that because of my body structure I may be being perceived as a stereotypical big booty hoe that is impressed by menial and material things. I can reassure any of the men that may try to "holla" will even read this because they dont want to know shit about me, they just see 58" inch hips and a smile. I know I may be a bit confusing to some and can come off a bit "mean" as  Trisha says but I'm not. I can just smell bullshit... I'm a bull.

I can't stand when people ask me whats my type.... Its like, "A good man is my type.. The fukk?" I know I'm a rare find that's why I can't settle, I refuse. In this day and age life is stressful enough and I cant and wont multiply my stress by adding someone that wont enrich my soul.

It needs to be understood that I don't like being single (its boring) but I dot want to be jacked around either. So I'll stay elusive and hard to catch or see, just like a unicorn.


Gold Bird
XOXO

Ten things that have changed in the last ten years

1. The way people date.... Remember how the butterflies would get all up in your stomach when he/she called that first time after getting the digits? Yeah, no more of that shit. Accept or friend request or double tap one too many times and there is now pixels and memes in between you and said person and no butterflies. 
2. Privacy. Nothing is a secret or even on the low anymore. No elaboration needed.
3. The number of smart people on the earth....Every since typing has become the most used form of communication these days it has exposed every person who was scared to read aloud in class back in the day.
4. TV....Most shows if not all are false perceptions of reality...
5. White girls with ass...That was not common back then...All white girls had cookie sheet booties.
6.  Fluctuating Gas Prices....That shit should be illegal in all 50 states.
7. People who sleep. Yeah I don't know either.
8. Respectful People. I am a people watcher and I see so much of this just in everyday situations and that sets the tone for whole communities. People need to respect one another even if they don't personally care for a person or group of people or whatever. Everyone deserves respect.
9. People with dreads... How long yall been growing them shits  and where was I when yall was growing em? 
10. Me.

XOXO

Gold Bird

Things I can't stand about Humans

 Why do people stare at you and say nothing? Even if you're staring at my ass say something, but don't leave that empty air pocket of thoughts floating between us. I don't know why but I feel that because of my own transparency with humans that everyone will do me a solid back. Not true. 

My client last night told me that she wish she would have met me years ago so she coulda hired me as her spokesperson because I say what most people think , but are afraid to. I keep it real because so many humans are keeping it fake and well, " I LOVE BEING DIFFERENT." 

Lying. Now that is directly related to being fake but its certain lies that really make my ass itch. Lies about being more sane than you are or having more money than you say you have and little petty shit like that. Or wanting praise for doing what an adult is supposed to do innately do. You get no "extra-praise" for doing the basics. Chill

Being hateful towards one another. Ok. There's Mfs I don't care for but Eh, Whatever. I will never go out of my way to show it. Not that important. I've learned that with age more people become competitive because they may be lacking "natural" attributes anymore and become in a way bitter of those that still "got it" You don't have to agree but I'm right. Be thankful for your own shit and quit hatin' on folks and get yo life.

                                 

Judgmental People need to build an island, inhabit it and leave us free spirits free to fly! What other people do with their time, morals, values and beliefs haven't a thing to do with mine, and vice versa. I believe that there are way too many combinations of ways to live life and that judging people for it takes way too much time and energy. If you don't know somebody within two feet and a meal or cocktail, you don't know them. Trust me.

Last but certainly not least, probably shoulda been first. The hypocrites. Aye look, hiding what you really enjoy in private and pretending you don't like it or agree with it is the dumbest shit ever. Giving advice that you yourself do not follow is just asinine. I know people like this and I call em on their shit because I cant stand it. Don't be this person , do what you do and mind your affairs, those are the kind of humans I do like.

XOXO

Gold Bird