Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Friday, February 12, 2010

Valentine's Day Soldier of Love

As I walk into this Valentine’s day 2010, thinking of love that hasn’t happened yet and Love that’s been reclassified, burnt up, long gone away and/or lawst. Sittin here listenin to the song “Soldier of Love” Sade…can’t help but scratch my head and think, dawg she sure been all up in my thawts. I remember all the times I love you’s were told, received or sent written down or wrapped up in a gif … Yet no one ever mentioned, well if you love me, can you tell me what kind of love it is you think or iz sayin you love me wif? Knowing the kind of love a person is sayin they love you wif can make a world of difference on many many days. lol.

In Sade’s tune she refers to herself as a soldier moving through different battles, enduring scars, upsets, disappointments yet still filled with expectation and willing to keep on fighting on through every day….smh…can’t help but wish I could look her in the eye and say, “girl, this beat is tight but do you really realize what ur saying and the message your sendin” She never mention the part bout how tiring the whole thing can become or them days you wake up an say pfft…to heck wit ALL this love mess, specially when the love stuff and feelins is newly endin.

You know when you peel off, pack up and turn in that soldier uniform for a while in favor of some self empowerment trip lol…cuz we do have them days you know and they’re ok. *shrugs* But the song is still nice and good for the “Im dating but still single or we been together for a long while” kind of days. Sidenote: This NOT a “I really just need a break from this love stuff right now for a minute”…least I think so anyways. But the entire CD is kinna cool and sweet, Specially for a Valentine Treat to the one you love or like heavily or w/e…

To my special someone, I would like cash and giftcards or a weekend stay in a hotel suite not this CD, but will put it in my purse in case we need it on the night of the 13th…wink, wink *big smile* Happy Valentine's Day Yall!! Agape Love To All!

Valentine’s Day Kinds of Love: Eros = aesthetic love a romantic love and it stands with all of its beauty. Philla = reciprocal love between personal friends. A vital, valuable love. Agape = understanding, creative, redemptive good will for all men. Yes, I got these Greek word definitions from another onna Dr. King’s speeches… (said while batting eyelashes n smiling).

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Martin Luther King and the Internet

I sat here today and I said to myself, Martin Luther King marched so that I could have wealth. So that I could be educated and have a degree, not be discriminated against but feel love and walk free. That I could pour out my thoughts and yet stand unashamed, that I could follow my dreams and author books with my name.

King said. “Discrimination is a hellhound that gnaws [people] in every waking moment of their lives to remind them that the lie of their inferiority is accepted as truth in the society dominating them.” Sometimes I sit and think, gee wish I could have talked to him.Discrimination now includes anything and everything, even and especially online users like me. The difference is that the internet highways we travel are faster than a bus, and we get to travel for free. King opened the door and gave me the means, so I could stand unashamed and declare “I too have a dream”.

Where we once fought for access to and equality as sister and brother, now the fight is for privacy and the privilege to block one another. There used to be a time when we would pick up the phone so we could dialogue with a voice… now we shoot emails, chat online, use internet phone services, text and leave messages cause for some it's the thing to do and for some there is no other offered choice. Caller ID is the rule and voicemail is its twin. This is what we’ve become. It’s the world we live in. Folks still like to say hey…be well… keep in touch, we still like to connect….just not too close or too much.

It tickles me to know King said “This is a road over which millions…are travelling to find a new sense of dignity. This same road has opened for all Americans a new era of progress and hope. It has led to a new Civil Rights Bill, and it will, I am convinced, be widened and lengthened into a super highway of justice as Negro and white men in increasing numbers create alliances to overcome their common problems.”

This is us on the super highway called the internet, we just don’t have a Civil Rights Bill written for us…as of yet. The statement was so clear so real and so true…it amazes me to think, wow! I wonder how he knew. I imagine Martin must say, lol, ^5, woohoo!..this sound 2 legit. America has come along way since I passed, yet they still *smh* just do not seem to get it.

Something that was initially built for exposure has become something to hide behind. What was once stated “stand up and be accountable” has become … create an alt or another account to make sure no one follow you. What was once “come find me and my info here”, has become “don’t get caught or be fount out”. smh, we still running about in fear...all day every day. Outside in public places and while we online inside our own private spaces.We’ve progressed through ways to kill on land skies and sea.

But there’s this new thing we warring, how many ways can I think of to wound your spirit or cause you death virtually. Let us not forget the biggest talk over the past year, why should they go to Vegas or other casino, they can come gamble up in here.BUT just keep on walking people (this means both you AND me), stay the course… trials of any sort can bring sight to the blind. Troubles don't always last and do pass in due time. So I say to him now, your efforts were not in vain. For here I sit, educated and able to navigate through facebook, twitter and other sites on my phone, in a first class seat on my very own plane.

”Dare I not march the internet paths with my mind and my fingers for grandbabies to see...once upon a time this was King marching and the grandbaby was me. ~FC