“That’s great. It’s nice you moved on; I can’t. You found someone new;
I’m not allowed to, remember? I see you again, it cuts me up inside, andthe person I share that with, is me! You don’t know me anymore, sodon’t come down here with your great new life, and expect me todo things your way. Go home!”
First off – sorry about the spacing. I don’t know how to fix it yet, but hopefully I can figure it out.
Sitting here jamming to one of my all-time favorite albums, “Nick of Time” by Bonnie Raitt, singing (screeching probably). Computer room window open and I don’t even care.
Been up almost 2 hrs. Wanted to do something slightly productive, so I got up threw my garbage together and took it to the back of my building. Also threwc out a couple of things taking up space and aren’t really making me happy. No I’m not going full Marie Kondo (although she does seem very sweet); I will not be thanking my possessions.
I’ve been tackling some paperwork clutter. Yesterday I scanned some stuff into the computer. Now I’m going through some “mag pulls” – pages ripped out my many subscriptions (Essence, Oprah, Vanity Fair, Entertainment Weekly, and Woman’s Day). If I see something interesting I rip it out and put it aside, to look up more info or whatever. A lot of times, by the time I get around to going through my pile, I’ve totally forgotten why I even pulled it in the first place.
When I do remember, I look up the product, or idea, or person, then add it to my pinterest or share it on social media. Right now I have a crap ton of stuff to get through, and I don’t want to spam my twitter timeline (eh, maybe I will, anyway), but then I thought “maybe work all this into some sort of blog post?”. So let’s try that, shall we ?
Don’t worry, I’m not gonna bombard you with everything at once. ‘ll throw a few into this post, and then, hopefully, I’ll be consistent and throw a few more at you in the coming days.
Yeah, I know – consistency hasn’t been my strong point on the blogging front. I’ll try to do better.
Here are a few interesting things I found/looked up/shared:
First up, here’s an article about a young African American female entrepreneur, that I read about in the June 2019 issue of Essence, trying to make her mark on the Wellness industry:
Olde Founder Trinity Mouzon Wofford Wants To Bring Inclusivity And Accessibility To Wellness
Here we have a young woman, also noted in the June 2019 Essence issue, currently working hair into her art:
There was recipe for Mexican Grilled Corn, that I found in the June 2019 issue of Ophrah magazine that I wanted to pin, but it didn’t come up on the website. I’ve had that happen before: it’s in the mag but can’t be found on the site. Like, what the hell?!
Then I just did a Google search for “Mexian Grilled Corn Oprah mag” and I got it. Sort of. It came up in a different format, as part of a general list of grilled corn recipes:
There’s lots more stuff to go through, but I don’t want this post to get ridiculously long (okay, it kinda already is, but whatev) so I’m gonna end it here. Hopefully you’ll find this stuff as interesting as I did.
there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given day
and the best at murder are those who preach against it and the best at hate are those who preach love and the best at war finally are those who preach peace
those who preach god, need god those who preach peace do not have peace those who preach peace do not have love
beware the preachers beware the knowers beware those who are always reading books beware those who either detest poverty or are proud of it beware those quick to praise for they need praise in return beware those who are quick to censor they are afraid of what they do not know beware those who seek constant crowds for they are nothing alone beware the average man the average woman beware their love, their love is average seeks average
but there is genius in their hatred there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you to kill anybody not wanting solitude not understanding solitude they will attempt to destroy anything that differs from their own not being able to create art they will not understand art they will consider their failure as creators only as a failure of the world not being able to love fully they will believe your love incomplete and then they will hate you and their hatred will be perfect
like a shining diamond like a knife like a mountain like a tiger like hemlock