TWO THOUSAND SEASONS | Earth & Ether

You sound sure…

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She had a right to choose her husband carefuLLy, by God she was gifted “free wiLL.” … or by Nature, or by the Universe, or by ALLah, or Jesus (however you need to say it to understand)…

… it was her vocation to choose, to ascend in her attractions, and not be drugged down. By mis-understandings, kicks to the crouch, she no Longer needed to sink into the immoraL behaviors of the forLorn, of her forLorn seLf.

If she was doing it, if she was choosing it, it was a means to an end. The end is aLways the beginning… I’m getting back to my roots. and “she” is me.

And I am her. I’m nothing at aLL, but Spirit. The journey is in the Spirit.

A sentence from my favorite book…

“She had a wiLL to try out every stratagem to see what changes wouLd be necessary
under what conditions, what changes in the paths of the hunt for what different, larger, swifter or sLyer animaLs…“

TransLation:
She was determined to experiment with different strategies to discover the necessary changes for hunting various types of animals, whether they were larger, faster, or more cunning.

She wanted every hunting principLe extended to her. Every reLigion understood.

“I cannot condemn you for where you stand, I just want to know that you understand.”

–shila iris

… and furthermore,

Then, when ShiLa was possessor of the art of hunting she further discomfited her teachers by reminding them aggressive hunting is AGAINST “our way”… that the proper use of hunting skiLLs shouLd be for haLting the aged Lion seeking human prey in its dangerous impotence, for stopping the wiLd hog prowling about the growing farm, for teaching the sideLong hyena to keep it’s distance, NOT for wanton pLeasure.

Two Thousand Seasons by Ayi Kwei Armah

The Last Day in February: The Tears that Formed Lake Victoria

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… my heart stopped
for a minute it skipped beats
I held on to the side of the well
head lowered, looking down into darkness
tears flowed freely
I had given so much
my space
my support
my time
he asked for more
he asked for things that he, himself could not give
he required much,
but gave so little
how could I allow this?

unfriendly palpitations
took the breath of me
unkind words
took the rest
leaving me speechless
our conversations dwindled
confusion
control
confinement
avoidance
I forgot who I was
and so did he |

but

i need to hear you praise me
I am Queen
i need you to reciprocate
I am esteemed
i need you to rise to my occasion
for I am the one who brought you light
i need you to ask me,
be a Pisces
if you think that you must have more
then please, dismiss me
i am worth every drop of blood
I am warrior royalty
so, if you’re not willing to fight
goodbye

retrospective:
i think that you are beautiful,
to someone you belong
you are just not tuned to play my song

the spring is coming
making revolutions around far off sunsets
triggering early sunrise
you will find what you are looking for

she is the haram of your harem
could your sin be pretend?

Photo from the Jackie Laryea blog

from The Last Day in February: The Story of Kitara and the Tears that Formed Lake Victoria (unclassified poetry in motion by Shila Iris)

DAY 4 – KWANZAA AFTER DARK: #DontTakEitPERSONAL

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#DontTakEitPERSONAL #butINeedtoWork #toThrive #iCANTreallySEEyouRightNow

Having had experiences with family, friends, and associates who have run successful businesses as freelancing consultants, personal trainers, artists, designers, accountants, teachers, and writers- rather it be part or full time, I realized that they could always use my support. Everyone needs a support system to either help or just be there when they need you. Over the years I am proud to say that I have shown people so much support in their endeavors. My biggest offering has always been my time. Nevertheless, I have spent a lot of money making sure people were financially secure.

I have purchased items such as handmade jewelry, girl scout cookies, body oils; I have taken classes and fundraised for people. I have helped friends plan events for work and sometimes I even showed up with lunch when I knew that someone couldn’t stop working to grab a bite to eat. More recently, I have learned that support sometimes means giving someone space and time, so that they can manage their work. This is probably one of the biggest things you can do for a person, leave them alone, so that they can WORK!

So in the spirit of #CooperativeEconomics otherwise known as #Ujamaa

As the year comes to an end, I realize just how important it is to be able to set a goal and see it through. It takes hard work and determination. It also takes being on a strict schedule, sometimes meaning days of confinement and solitude- not even a phone call! Now is the time that many people set goals, and I am one of those people. Never before have I been able to see my goals through, but with the right support system, it is most definitely possible. You have to make sacrifices to achieve because it remains to be true that things worth having require work! I am working, and sometimes I need space. I have made a lot of sacrifices to get where I am- to a place where I can set goals, and stay on top of them. I have given up some things like going out, socializing, etcetera, but its what I had to do, to save time and money because I am going to need it for my future plans!

#setgoalsANDseeTHEMthrough

So in light of this, if your friends cease being available to sit around and socialize, try to comprehend why, rather then write them off as a horribly selfish person. Show your support by giving them the time they need to work.

#shesNOTselfish #sheWANTSaFUTURE #datingCanBEoverrated #hardWorkLeadstoPlay #IwantToPlayOverseas #giveHIMspace

Peace and love,

Queen OSiRis

p.S. If you need the support, I can do what I can when I have the time. I will either say yes, or no. #DontTakEitPERSONAL. Peace. – 8:00 p.m. 12/29/14

A book that I will continue to suggest:

TWO THOUSAND SEASONS by Ayi Kwei Armah #LifeChangingBooks