book of the dead | Earth & Ether

Waking State… reLative truths, imaginary truths, AbsoLute Truth

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… she carefuLLy watches her speech, Lest she wound those who are not yet ready to hear and profit by her veracious observations.

Who do I need to be to engage you?

– shi La I ris

Honey is the only food that contains all the substances necessary to sustain life.

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“I felt her sting. The pain from this little bee was elephantine. Still I wanted her honey… ”

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The HONEY bee is the only insect that produces food eaten by the human being. It has many health benefits and comes in a variety of colors and flavors, depending upon the hive of its origin.

Honey is the only food that contains all the substances necessary to sustain life.

IT HAS THERAPEUTIC MEDICINAL NUTRITIONAL & COSMETIC VALUE

Honey is immortal. Archaeologists have found perfectly good pots of it inside of Egyptian tombs. It is the food of royalty, so I’m consuming!

METAPHORICALLY SPEAKING ——— In my travels, I have come across more and more beautiful women who reminded me of honey. Sometimes, I am bold enough to strike up a conversation with these women and I must say, so many of them are interesting. They share the traits of this life-sustaining staple- pure, raw, and everlasting! ———

During childhood, my mother lovingly refered to me as honey. “Honey,” she’d say, “can you go upstairs and bring me my nail polish?” Back then I was quiet and sweet! And I was most definitely a worker bee, the one who she could depend on. With all of my ‘honey love’ and beauty, sometimes I could be rather sluggish. She said, that I didn’t always immediately respond to things, but I did eventually, and when I did, it most definitely was worth the wait! I was thinking and processing. I still do.

If you decide to love honey, you must embrace everything about it.

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She is honey.

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HONEY’S NO FLING, SHE LASTS FOREVER. She’s a reflection of my imperfection. SOMETIMES I CANNOT SEE MYSELF.

But looking into her eyes, she REMINDs

ME OF WHO I AM

My arrogance, my inability to see

honey makes it clear to me

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She is HONEY.

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I put honey on my wounds, cause she promotes healing

I pursue honey, cause she never goes bad

I rock with the queen bee, her spirit is the largest in the hive

I am in love with the juice she produce

I’m in love with her sting, she’s awakening

I had a lot of girls, but not too many was like her

She was…

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She is honey.

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I really adore this girl. She’s always got my back. I need help with work, she’s typing. I need help carrying the weight of the world, she straps it on her back. My car breaks down, she’s driving! I’m hungry, she’s ready to feed me the juices of her existence. Forever helping me, she is the love of my life. I don’t want to lose her. She is me. She is HONEY.

What I Love About You: You are INTOXICATING

…and magnetic..

BOLDLY STYLISH…

and QUEENLIKE…

i ADORE your confidence…

YOU ARE PERFECTION!

WHAT I LOVE ABOUT YOU: your subtle glamour…

I can’t take my eyes off your eyes!

or your arms…

That smile of yours!

I always love your hair!

Your aesthetics are amazing!

You are honey…

… so sticky, and so sweet. I want to touch you.

… in all your erogenous places, and spaces.

You let me in.

… I get greedy, wanting more and more.

You are the hive from which I wish to eat…

your femininity is skin deep.

Wow. I adore you.

I rise!

… to your occasion, your magnificent persuasion!

EnigMATIC!

I LIKE YOUR BRAND OF CUTE.

Can I paint a picture of you?

You are rebellious…

and innocent…

and so willing to explore!

Are you always this bubbly?

I love it!

Did I mention that I love the way the sun looks on your skin?

I love your ability to change.

You definitely changed my game with those lips!

Your simplicity is so sweet.

And your features…

… your body parts were sculpted so carefully.

No matter the case, you command respect…

and you forgive.

I love that you are perceptive.

and you respect my space… you wait.. .

… and I respect yours.

You are hypnotic! Can I drink you?

Creative…

… and gifted

With you, the possibilities are infinite!

YOU INSPIRE ME TO BE ME

You are colorful.

and mysterious…

and heavenly seductive…

You are thrifty!

and daring…

… and you WORK!

You’re innovative.

Sassy.

… bewitching,

yet classy…

You are kind-hearted.

…and you tell me what you want. I listen.

I like how you respond to me.

your majesty… my princess.

Can I be your reflection? Your king, your protection?

Can I wash away the pain?

Can I see you again?

I’ll comb your hair, my love.

If only I can look into your soul. Just one more time.

I want you to let it out.

… let it all go.

.. set yourself free.

… take a picture of your freedom.

… of your honey.

… and send it to me. Or just let me see.

hmmmmm.

I want you.

If not for your body…

for your tenderness.

I pray…

… for you…

I SEE ELEMENTS OF my PERSONALITY IN SO MANY WOMEN.

I SEE THE GOOD, THE BAD, the beautiful, AND THE UGLY- all in which I adore. I like you with your flaws. All I want to do is add to your queendom. Unselfishly, I submit my love to you.

I am HONEY. and so are you.

Peace and love. Exist.

Shila Iris as Kush aka OSiRis RiSinG

Care to Listen. Ohio Players. A Taste of Honey. Boogie oogie oogie. AL GREEN: Simply Beautiful. I’ve Learned to Respect, the Power of Love: Stephanie Mills. “I’m in Love with a Bumblebee” HONEY: ERYKAH BADU.

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Pulling From the Universe Inside of ME – Nurturing My Cipher

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I was trying to go it alone, but he said, “I want to assist you through this process.” Before I knew it, I was crying. That is the impact a true friend has. It’s not just rhetoric, it’s responsibility. He wanted to hold my hand. He was pure.

***** The seasons will forever change. We all know it. The leaves have fallen off my trees. The ground beneath my feet is hard and cold. My flowers are hiding until the spring, but I can still feel the green, the roots. My foundation is being set. I’ve never felt this powerful in my life! It feels good. My season has changed and I’ve had to spend a lot of time alone. Spending time with myself, with my own thoughts, not being dependent on another has been empowering! Not jumping from affair to affair has been elevating. Having friends and family around who see the greatness in me, has been nourishing. I am not afraid to be alone anymore or to commit to myself anymore. I’m thinking, if you can’t be alone with you, why would other people want to? I don’t want to attract the same type of energy again and again, so I guess it is time to cleanse!

I record my experiences using poetry. When I talk to people about how great it feels to go through things, no matter how painful, when I tell people my story, they are interested! I’ve been encouraged to always be a griot, a storyteller, and to use the magic of my words to nurse my strength. When I write, I can feel the magic. It’s healing. I am a writer who’s finds the most comfort in telling my own story. My journey through the seasons has been tumultuous. I had been holding on to things that were damaging me. I had read many self-help books that I thought would assist in my healing, only to realize that the healing didn’t start until I let go of the thing that was hurting me most. I had to take time out to learn myself and although I have been alone, many people have come to me, and given me hugs, smiles, kisses, and so much love.

This is my thank you LETTER to the wonderful people in my CIPHER. Some of you are miles away, but when I needed you, somehow you sensed it, and you were right here with me. I am forever grateful. May we journey onward through the seasons. Everything is good until it is not! It’s been a long time coming… read (click on the image below to enlarge)

“his excitement in hearing my voice was attractive. it always had been. it felt real. not rehearsed. it felt right.”

the THANK YOU LETTER… you have to adjust your screens to read.

and although, i don’t need to run to people to save me, i’ve realized that there are people who genuinely want to help. No matter how much I refuse, they feel like they have to. It’s quite amazing. I am grateful. this poem was originally published here, on January 29, with other things in mind. It is still relevant in my journey. it is not a love poem. it is a poem to show my regards for those who really CARE about me. and they have proven this time and time again. i can’t believe how wonderful you are. i deserve u. i miss u.

THANK YOU SO MUCH! Thank you friends, lovers, family, companions, artists- everyone who has experienced me! Everyone who rose to my occasion, everyone who was interested in the truth.

You are so true.

i can see the sun shining on me, through you.

i can see it in the words that you write.

the pictures that you take.

the stories that you create.

your style,

your flow.

i needed honesty.

i needed someone to remind me.

and you were that person.

i want to be like you!

Osiris, I am you.

Horus, I am you.

Isis, I am you.

Maat, I am you.

Zarina Asha, I am you.

Imhotep Famj, I am you.

SunRe, I am you.

Kitara, i am you.

Ike Ejiogu, I am you.

You all are the Papyrus of Ani,

and i am reading you thoroughly.

thank you for the warm kisses.

thank you for SHOWING up.

thank you for not giving up on ME,

and not allowing me to give up on myself.

thank you for not humiliating me or lying.

I thank you for never running away,

and for respecting me enough to let me live through the consequences of my bad decisions. i kept a strong face, but I was crying inside. you all never passed judgment… i am running towards you at a fast pace, I need you most.

My opposing viewpoints earned me lifetime lovers. thank you for taking my heart carefully in your hands and stroking it.

through my experiences, I am wiser.

My feet are touching solid ground because of you.

I am most grateful for those who did not wait for the smoke to clear.

they helped me get to safety.

they gave me the tools, the support I needed to save myself.

No looking back. The new is on the horizon.

i am filling myself up again with REAL things!

thank you so much!

to those who did not compare my journey to their own or anyone’s.

they did not look for opportunities to vent,

they listened.