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The silence kills me

This week has been crazy, I’ve lost my relationship with my sister. My granny is in the hospitalšŸ˜“  I’ve also been given the opportunity to help homeless students all around Texas but it’s forcing me to go back into the dark days of my childhood and high school years. I don’t talk about the fact that I was homeless from the age of 13-17, because then I’ll have to accept the fact that my mother really didn’t love me.


The silence kills me  In a time of healing where quiet work is done, I’m drowning inside the silence.
The feeling of being so close to someone but never being able to speak. A whirlwind of emotions swirling around me  I’m caged into the inner expression of my childhood. Past, present, future... will they soon meet?  Rejection: the silent pain of I’m not good enough for them, how could there be a champion in me. Make the world stand still beneath my feet. So I can see where I fell short of loves company  Childhood Trauma  ,” Mama why won’t you speak”? She is silent, cold and alarmi…

Twin Flame, Soul Mate, Love

Have you ever came in contact with your twin flame?

Someone who mirrors you in ways that are unexplained.
You see yourself through them, understand them
And know they can’t be replaced.

Have you ever came in contact with your soulmate?

Souls that are familiar and conjoined at the hip.
Souls that cannot be separated through time nor space.
Souls that when they’re  in close contact will  vibrate. That feed off of one another and make each person whole again.

Have you ever known love?

Love that is far beyond sexual exchange. Love that sneaks up on you Mysteriously. Shaping and molding you to the person you’re supposed to be.
A love that’s unapologetic and comes with arms stretched naturally. A love
That’s magnetic pulling and tugging against every fiber in your being. A love
That has no logic, it cannot be explained. It can be felt through the
Skirts of your conscious, reached through the tunnel of your third eye and
Caught by a butterfly in your tummy.

The type of love that you can’t fa…

Gods gifts

Woman you are a saint!
You have sewed together souls to bodies that would have never had a chance to survive.

You’re gods golden glue as he  binds you with wisdom and passion. You rock it  in a
Christianly fashion that only a woman of god would understand.

Woman you are fierce.
Your sentiment is your pain. Your joy is your power!

Woman you are breathtaking.
With every word spoken and unspoken. You are full of charismatic character, god took his time shaping you. You breathe love and live life  sanctified by the word.

Man you’re are steadfast and sturdy.
Built solid as  you are the foundation to a nation. You are everything a black man wishes to be. Successful, loved and carelessly happy.

Man you are driven.
Working down to the bones building America’s back.
No fear or challenge could stop you from being promised.

Man you are sealed.
Guarding the souls of gods children. Protecting them by all means.
Cool ,placid and reserved as a lion takes its time to feast.

Y’all are gods gifts. He …