The masculine and feminine are divine together… find your way to union.
-Shila Iris ♥
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Sun in My Mouth
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Who would’ve known that a being like Him
would enter me lightly
and restore my kisses…
Who would’ve known
that beauty this immense
would define my innocence
moving the core of me…
in one direction
Flow
who would’ve known
that he’d flow so well to my persuasion
who would’ve known
that he’d uncover the voice
hidden so deep within
hidden so deep within
hidden so deep within…
the Sun in my mouth
the warmth of assurance
you can,
never measure His endurance
the height of Him,
the Wife of Him
To inhale a man
loaded with courage
to taste a man
loaded with loyalty
to breathe in a man
with knowledge of my insides…
and knowledge of Self…
this is Our wealth
Who would’ve known such a miraculous breath,
a sacred voice would escape my throat
singing the song of Him…
the song of Us
Who would’ve known
that His equation would equal my eruption
His approach to a woman like me…
a Lover like me…
Reconstructing His Light
He’s the other half of My Life
a compass, a totemic twin
when the halves are fitted together
Who would’ve known
you’d have a wHole
To swallow the darkness of
spiritual hygiene,
let the heat cleanse
and release me
into you
let’s unite tonight
embrace you tight…
so much of me…
I thrive
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by Shila Iris 
inside of
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Coming here was part of the cure
walking into this place of silence
into the aloneness of the unknown
into the darkness of creation
I unfold
Unravel, unwind
I search the valleys of my mind,
of myself
wandering, I wonder
Where am I?
Somewhere behind the mask
I could feel
I had eyes beneath the surface
eyes planted so deep inside of me
unlike belief, intuitively bequeathed
The memories teased my release
until the streams of me became oceans
The heat of my questions melted glaciers
until the landmass of walking matter which was once me,
the iciness
became something different
something shifted
something changed
something closed
something opened
Asking, I asked, I’m asking
I passed, I drifted into suspension
until the material world became the bottom
the abysmal abyss of dismemberment
Looking up
I could see
Complex equations made simple
Turning as if on a wheel
dying as if it were living
The utterance of oneness
Let these numbers lead the way
Let these choices extend the day
Let this pressure be calming…
as I maintain peace
by Shila Iris 
Dark Matter
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It is in the way that you hear my voice
It is in the way that you feel my heartbeat
It is the sound of me,
reflecting you
that sustains us
reflecting you
that sustains us
I am dressed in the light of your darkness …It is the knowledge of things flowing
The adding and subtracting
The zig-zag motion
It is the silence
The way that you go into my mind and find remnants of past lives
This is our now, is our future
is our life
is our children
is our everything
The way that you see me
The way that you vibrate inside of me
The waves in our frequency
The water, so pure, so charged
Reimagining love into something more
Something beyond this language
The way of you and I
Is unknown to the eye
You must travel into and beyond
to be Us…
the way of his words
the way of his touch
never to pass judgment
never to silence me
only to see clearly…
by Shila Iris
2020 Vision: Read… study … know … enter … Before Christ…
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Flashy car, fancy house and clothes… a pocket full of cash… a crowd around you to validate your worth… but what really is your worth when you know nothing of the history of your people and you don’t recognize the voices of your ancestors? You only know the voices of the ones paying you and training you to stay subservient and numb.
Who are you?
6000 years Before Christ (B.C.), where were your people and what were they doing? It’s been written. It’s been told by Us Afrikans in many wonderful texts. Your ancestors loved you so much, they wrote the history on the pyramid walls and tablets so that you wouldn’t forget. Kmt. Kemet. Nubia. Ta Seti. Sudan, then Ethiopia. You’d better read. 2020 Vision. Go back and fetch your history because the past is the future is the now. Everything is everything.
Peace and love,
Shila Iris
KWANZAA AFTER DARK: DAY 4
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Reflecting on the days of Kwanzaa…
Kwanzaa After Dark is about reflection. After you’ve spent the day doing the Afrikan rituals within your community, go home and think about how you, as an individual can change.
We all come from the cradle of civilization. We all can support Kwanzaa. Why don’t we? Think about that.
Thank you for visiting.
Shila Iris,
KWANZAA AFTER DARK: DAY 3
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Habari gani? This is the question you ask your family, friends, and community at the beginning of each day of Kwanzaa. In the language kiswahili, it translates to “What’s the news?”
Your response is simply whatever day of Kwanzaa it is. So this morning, you responded: “Ujima!” Tomorrow you respond “Ujamaa!”
DAY 3 – UJIMA: COLLECTIVE WORK AND RESPONSIBILITY
Peace and blessings manifest with every lesson learned,
Shila Iris ♥
P.S. Divide and conquer has been a very useful tactic in taking from people of Afrikan descent. We can fight this! Let the circle be unbroken. Fix yourself, so that we can all be together. I’m in my healing flow, you know?
KWANZAA AFTER DARK: DAYS 1 & 2
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I love to say kujichagulia (koo-jee-chah-goo-lee-yuh). ♥ ♥ It rolls off my tongue very nicely. So, here I am, Shila Iris, hey ya’ll!!!! You know I rocks with Kwanzaa on this blog. Check it out.
DAY 1 – UMOJA: UNITY
DAY 2 – KUJICHAGULIA: SELF-DETERMINATION
I am Shila Iris. I should name myself! 🙂
UP LATE: A king…
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This is a depressingly masculine world. Yet, I love men.
Enter me. Only when you’re ready.
Peace and love,
Shila Iris ♥
P.S. The name of the song is Weary … and maybe you’ll have to get high to comprehend it. Why? Because anyone can “under” stand it. Yet, can you feel it? Can you let go of trying to correct her, and just accept her? Can you walk in her shoes? Can you NOT talk, and just hear her? Can you stop trying to save her, and just hold her hand and let her divine nature find the way? Do you recognize that you developed in a system that taught you to look down on her? And, even when you can’t see it, sometimes you put yourself above her? This hierarchy has been detrimental to the synthesis of the divine female and masculine flow of life. You are not her savior. You are her creation.
Behold. I give birth.
I’m up late but yawning. Goodnight.
Healing Flow
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Could she be speaking of someone she loves or is she speaking to herself? You decide.
Remember, you can only experience the healing flow when you truly desire to tell the truth about yourself. Who are you? Focus on the reflection you see when you look into the mirror. Your eyes tell everything. Breathe. Set yourself free.
Peace and blessings manifest with every lesson learned,
Shila Iris ♥
Word is Bond [14]
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The answers are inside of you. Are you ready for the truth?
Modern-day thoughts and proverbs by Shila Iris ♥♥♥
Thank you for visiting.
UP LATE: All you gotta do is call me
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AL Green – Simply Beautiful
I remember my mother’s love for the music of AL Green. In fact, she had so much love for this man, she kept a crumbled rose that he had given to her at the Ohio State Fair during the 70s. I was born in 1984. She still had that rose wrapped in a plastic bag until the mid-90s! She had shown up alone, hours early for his concert so that she could get a seat in the front row. Sitting there, waiting, she didn’t realize that during his soundcheck, he had seen her from behind the curtain. During the show, he came down off the stage and announced to the crowd that he wanted my mother to have that rose, his leather jacket and scarf for showing such commitment. I’m sure her ♥ heart ♥ fluttered big time! What an exciting moment. I always loved hearing this story. I too, enjoy AL Green. I am pleased to share him.
P.S. A rose for Rosemary! That’s her name. And as you can imagine, he surely did say, “here’s a rose for Rosemary.”
I’m up late, listening to these soft words.
Thank you for coming here,
Shila Iris ♥
The fear of losing me…
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You can pretend I’m a bad girl
You can pretend I’m a good girl
But whatever I got, you know you want it
Whatever you need, you know I got you
You can pretend that I broke your heart
But you know, it was never right from the start
You know you were betraying another to have me, but
you’d betray yourself not to pursue me, so
you did
and the timing was…
and the rest is history…
Your story…
Tell it how you please
It really doesn’t bother me
Paint pictures and tell the world that Shila wasn’t everything,
it’s funny to me
you prolonged this experience until I couldn’t,
but I wasn’t?
It’s eating you up not to know why I left, so
you provide a fake truth
to cover up the way you really feel
You know I’m down for the cause
and NOT just because I’m broken-hearted,
running from the past, and lonely
I really loved you
and I’m really strong
and I really held you down when you had nothing
and you know it
But do as you please
in your dreams, you remember me…
Say my name,
or don’t
I’m still here, and
I’m from the Jungle,
I know the deal
and you and I
know the real
Whatever you like, though
Proceed
Did you forget?
You’re from the Jungle too
Let that fear go, the e go
and let’s eat
at ease.
by Shila Iris ♥
The other side of life,
I’m so grateful!
UP LATE: Good Sax With Coltrane
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John Coltrane: While My Lady Sleeps
Coltrane’s intensity is amazingly stimulating. I can hear words under each note, softly whispering to me, “sweet dreams.” Enjoy!
Thank you for coming here,
Shila Iris ♥
GOODNIGHT: Erykah Badu
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LYRICS: Click here.
Thank you for coming here,
I am Shila Iris ♥
Midnight hour 12:12
P.S. Do you ever feel like the English language doesn’t have the words to express what you are feeling? Like, it’s not your native tongue? But it’s your first language, the one you’ve been taught, but somehow, it isn’t fulfilling? Get at me.
Earth & Ether 