“Today” – October 31 2012 (Halloween)
today it rained all day.
today while I was getting dressed, I took a moment to ask my self, how can I enjoy to the fullest the day today.
don’t think about yesterday, don’t wonder what is to come tomorrow, just enjoy today.
Today I had a wonderful day.
“yesterday” – October 31 2012 (Halloween)
yesterday I wrote a song while I was brushing my teeth
brush your teeth, everyday
stay away from tooth decay
you will be a better adult
if you get cavities it will be your fault…
that was yesterday.
“I ponder”…- October 31 2012 (Halloween)
I ponder so many things, mostly having to do with ethnicity.
Some people really don’t see color. But most of really do.
I am guilty.
I ponder…why certain people think I need them to make decisions for me concerning my life.
when they have not even a clue what its like to be me
they chalk me up to ‘stupid’ otherwise they wouldn’t think I need them, would they?
“I had a good day today”- October 31 2012 (Halloween)
I wrote a poem
I chose a domain name for my new website
I had good conversation over lunch
I decide u make money by giving people what they want
I listened to my favorite song ‘caution’ by Bob Marley
I realized not all people think the same
I am a little tired but I had a good day today.
“Rastafari a Curse?” – November 1st 2012
I used to think being born Rastafari was a curse.
because no body understood me I felt like a freak.
Now I know there is no bigger honor among men.
Jah bless me every day.
I must do what I know is right as Rasta Empress. This is the one and only way I can find happiness in a very corrupt system that is against all that I stand for, Rastafari.
Sometimes I wish my people could feel even a fraction of what I feel.
The love that I have for Jamaica, the way I feel so blessed to stare at a Jamaican mountain, the way I feel clean clear and free, when I even think of a Jamaican beach. Jamaica is my home, the home I never lived in, but know in my heart Jah destined me to live there.
When I am having a bad day, I play the song caution by Bob Marley and all of a sudden I feel 100 percent. It makes me think of driving really fast in a Jamaican mini bus, with all the windows wound all the way down, and the hot Jamaican air blasting in my face. Could there really be any thing better than that? Well yes…going to a Jamaican night club in Jamaica that plays only Rasta Reggae music, and watching all the people move rhythmically the same, but all doing a different dance…this makes me high,. I also enjoy watching the women hold their beer in their hand while they whine slowly to the nice roots rock and reggae. Jah knows I love Jamaica. He made me that way.
It’s not good to work for Satan. Jah made me born with the formula of how to get into heaven,. Can you believe I don’t practice it – for now anyway. I miss those days. But as long as I know it…I am aware of it when a violation comes into my path, that’s most important.
the other day I was getting all excited and ready to start watching a horror movie, it was called, scary or die. So I put the movie in my laptop…It started out that these three people were driving in a pick up truck…then they stopped and had some immigrants hidden and bound in the back of the truck. They proceed to let them out and let them run across the border aimless in the hot heat…then one guy that was in the truck, shot and killed the first older man who started running….that is when I decided that this movie wasnt for me…but I did watch some more…then they shot and killed the other mexican immigrant too. The blood even though I know it was fake disturbed me. Rastafari does not allow me to watch such things. Too much corruption for the mind, I then took the DVD out and called it a night. I
am just rambling any way. I had a nice day today though. I can’t see for the life of me what time I will fall asleep tonight. I am so wound up for some reason.