In my head. Need to be crawling into bed. I’m plottin’ on over drive. Slick. SHIT. I know.. where this mind-state gets.. me. Trouble or a double-UP. Fuck. Yup… I’m trusting my gut. YNOT? RYNOT. ALL day. Wheels spinnin. My smile on. Grinning. Ear to ear. The taste of your lips sooo near. FUCK. Drip–Stain. I love that kinda pain. Top secret. Switch. Loyalty is returned. I try to behave.. I really-really do… but, when there are so many options what’s a girl to do? Now that’s one glorious mind fuck. I never run outta luck. I got the heart of a hustler. The face of an angel. I write my own story. I blaze… in clouds of glory. I smoke solo. Han solo and Princess Leia. My love.. Yoda. May the force be with you. And also with you. I restore. Brainstorm in these Portland rain storms. Dream create galore. These basic bitches can’t compete. I smile first. No compete – Clause – Applause. I’m a billion dollar bitch. I’ll infect you with you my energy and you will never be quite the same. Life is a test. Life is a game. I never lose. Either I win or I learn. And a Queen always protects her King. Assessment report came back insane. Fuck that label rx game. I’m brilliant at this poker game. My life pressures turned my flawless. Hearts on fire. I gave up with out a tear.I knew what I was sacrificing and that sacrifice won me sixteen years. Talk about something real. That moment was raw. REAL. Off my finger. Moments flashed before my eyes. Whip-lashed my mind. On bended knee at Fernando’s Hideaway flashback on E you stunned me with your forever vows and a ring so perfect you silenced a salsa club rowdy crowd. I wore it true. True to you. And when it was time. I knew what I had to do. I slid it off… Placed it on that white mans velvet cloth. I watched as he removed stone by stone. Inspecting. Complimenting. Eyes twinkling. Off this lick. My heart hardening. Poker face. Fuck you. Pay me. Cold cash in hand. I always recount my money. I handed it to the attorney and told him bluntly to save his A$$. My clock is ticking and I need him back in time to impregnate me and feel our baby kick. I work hard for a cause. I work hard cause I’m hard.
Yet, I love you and you’ll feel it. You’ll judge me and I’ll absorb it. Morph it. Into strength you’ll walk away with. Skin therapy. I will meditate and replenish. Lightening speed. Lightening struck by me. Electrified. Touched by an angel. A stranger. You tell ALL your secrets too. Kindred hearts. Connected by a thirty minute session. I feel you. I’m listening. I’m transferring. I computing. I’m diluting the nonsense and sending you on your way with substance. You don’t even realize until it fully absorbs. But, I do… in your profound yelp reviews. My crazy serious loving impression will leave you in question? I got you. I’ll never share your secrets. You’ll come back for more cause I’m a mysterious soul. Bonnie and Clyde. Jay and Bey. Kim and Kanye.
Tony ♥ Ry. Dynasty. Monumental. Together we are our temple. Longest standing. Commanding. Duel respect.
To your life of nine to five rigid consistency. It’s okay. I’ll be that ray.. my light will never dull. I know. I’m full. On me. I earned this shit. Title: BOSS BITCH. Here hold my dignity real quick… I’ve got some sketchy shit to do. Never been a good girl. Raised in the hood girl. Chameleon upbringing. Racial division. Traumatic confusion. Hampton’s to New York City Lights. Beverley Hills to Toronto skies. Palm Beach to Oakland streets. My situations pretty situated. My intentions remain pure. However sketchy. I walk a fine line. When you’re a prison wife together you walk that line.
Poetry Philosifloetry… Sweeter than a Billets Doux.. Sit back well I spit this at you. Culture, Multi Culture, Race, Diverse, Diversity. Tell me what’s your take on me. What you think you see???
A Superstar. Hold Card, Actress, Dream Maker, Fearless, Extreme, Ambitious, Love, Happiness, Class, Style, Eternity, Money Maker. ALWAYS! THE ART. THE DREAM. THE LOVE. “I know who I am.”
My definition on LOVE………? Love is who I am. How I express myself. Being the unique person I was created to be. Love is God. Love is passion, fearless & magical. Love is crazy yet simple. I guess I would say… love is a contradiction. Love speaks boldly. Yet softly. Love does not give up or withhold itself. Love does not force itself on others to feel better about it self. Love is not being afraid to tell somebody who I am. Or, Where I came from. Love does not expect or demand. Love does not have Limits, Restrictions or Conditions. Love is the key. It is the key that allows me to see More in to myself, For myself and About myself. So….. To you I say. Give your smile to everyone! And your ♥ to only one.
Jail-Cops-DUI-No goodbye… Understand??? How could I? Corrupt rookie cops, in search of overtime. Haters will be haters. A badge their right to passage? Seals their savage fate. Fighting for a cause founded on ignorance and hate. Okay. This is about to get good. Better than Waiting at the gate.!. Pour a drink. Smoke some smoke. Enjoy the free entertainment of our night of hell and terror in the hands of the LAPD. This is better than reality TV! Hearing it straight from my mouth. No producers editing my words out. Truly enforcing my first amendment freedom of speech. You’ll hear from both perspectives. Me as He & Me as Me. It’s been about a month or so… This experience I like to refer to as another test.. has ever more awakened me. Crazily! By the very people tax dollars are taken from to protect me? You see… the only reason I am able to make light of this, Unbelievable LAPD wanna be gladiator intimidatory one-sided fighters.. is this misfortune was actually a miracle in our eyes a true blessing in quite the disguise! This meant to be occurrence just added years to both our lives. Thank you from the Masterminds wife.
(Me as He) In my heart I know.. another test to force her growth. I watch her heart-break as they take me away. I got a strong bitch so I know she will be okay. I’ll be back in a day which truly translates to roughly -28mths. off this current case. methodically planned out. Dotting all i’s & double-crossing my t’s. The life of a Mastermind.. My hold card held dear her words real. pure. This life has reinforced her. Thickened her skin. A muse of consciousness. Aware & alert. Decoding the signs, Understanding life’s actions accepting reactions, living in stereo with the divine. Balancing life. A Masterminds wife. Yes, I have one bad bitch. She’s not offended by that. Keep listening to her and you will soon learn, if you don’t already. It’s nothing but respect=love.
Are any of you out their aware that the us government during hurricane Katrina locked away the prisoners in the prison? Reread that sentence if you need to. By the end of this post you will reread in sadness, anger and disbelief. My intention is not to stir anger. Ever. It’s to wake you up to consciousness.
So again, I say to you. These inmates were locked in their cells. Days prior to this catastrophe ALL televisions’ were removed. ALL radios were removed. ALL inmates were locked in their cells. ALL guards, warden and staff LEFT. Consciously Left these humans todie. While they (the halves) went home to secure the lives of their families, themselves, their animals, their home (material item) These inmates you may be thinking well.. They should have not got in trouble. Well.. To you I say. Not all prisoners/inmates/incarcerated humans are guilty and these in particular individuals were jailed for as minor as a traffic infraction. Misdemeanors. Were not talking death row. Which brings me to what if they were. Is it okay to let our fellow humans die? Rot? To judge, pass judgments. No, it is not. Don’t worry. That is a topic that will not be forgotten on my watch.