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Did You Catch a Wink?

In Communication, Dream Journal, education, Griot, Networking, Self Improvement on November 29, 2020 at 7:38 am

Over the last few days, especially over the Thanksgiving week, I noticed the online pulse of activity began to fall weak.

What is it that thou are doing? Pray thee tell. Are we no longer in a handbasket directly addressed to hell?

I’m asking because online activity numbers indicate – folks are no longer online all day.

God is good, and I’ve got to say: “Hooray!” — No “hip-hip” will preface my celebrate.

The other day I read that saying “hip hip” before “hooray” is connected to a bit of racial play.

Had you ever… did you know as much? Go ahead and click the pic and tighten up. 

It’s okay if you didn’t know the true origins — of how a lot of our American sayings began.

I didn’t either — but then knowledge crawled up on me like a spider

and I yelled, “ouch!” To ease these terms into everyday conversation is like offering gout.

Thank God that racism is not gastrointestinal. Though if it were, would folk be more confessional?

I mean, have you seen folks who suffer from gout? Random walking is not what they’re about.

Gout is painful, as are racist connotations in any setting. — Are you sure your friends won’t think you’re a racist? Hm. You are betting.

The good news is: social media is at a lull, and the numbers are low. So, please take this moment to read more during your to and fro.

The last 4-years pushed you to run behind the eight-ball of headlines. The pulse feels like “we can take a break now,” — and things will be fine.

So we’ve put down our phones, tablets, and the laptop’s too, to kick it with family, old friends, and new.

Is that what you did? Pray thee tell. Did you? — Well, I’m not tripping because I did it too.

I have also been sleeping better, my dreams are far more calming. Just a few weeks ago (over the last year to fo’) my dreams were a bit alarming.

Not all dreams are charming, nor is every day. I pray the online decongestion is our new normal day.

Folks: we have family, friends, pets, and the likes — we should not be online from the birth-of-morn to the dead-of-night. We both know it ain’t right.

So, this weekend when I noticed the online-coast-was-clear and that every digital storefront was open, but not many visitors were near —

the feeling of a new pulse washed over me. I thanked God for the moment and all that it can be.

Then I thought about you, “Did you catch a wink?” I hope you did – you deserve it; running behind the eight-ball stinks.

 

 

A new wind is coming in, it feels good, please do inhale,
I’m Qui
Good morning my sweet — keep moving towards heaven and away from hell.

Close your eyes and take a moment to meditate; take a moment to think.
You’ve held on tight, and things will work out alright – go ahead and catch a wink.

Let’s Talk BIG SKY

In #SeveralLayersDeep, Advertise, Communication, Griot, Music, Networking, Video on November 28, 2020 at 10:52 am

It’s been a while since I’ve gotten caught up in network TV, but things are looking-up on ol’ ABC.

 

Have you taken-in the series view of BIG SKY yet? Created by David E. Kelly, and like “BIG LITTLE LIES” – it is bet!

The series is only at episode 2 – you are so on time. It’ll take nothing for you to catch up on the rewinds.

Therein you’ll find a truckload of mess. Mental illness is real and yields unspoken stress.

Like when Highway Patrolman Rick gave Ronald a trucking job — to move up and down the highway like a “slave trade/abduction mob.”

The thing about Rick is that he acts much like a park ranger; the guy folks call when their nature-journey encounters danger.

 

Rick seems like a guy most tourists would naturally trust. In Big Sky, Rick is the guy who dispatches “the truck.”

 

Rick sends Ron to round up wayward girls, which he may consider to be “bad in the world.” 

 

They play ye ol’ judge and juror. They think the world is sick, and they’re “the curer’s.” 

 

So, they round up and sell females who loosely behave; Rick  & Ron traffic slaves:

No good. No good. Ron & Rick are not the individuals you want trolling your hood. 

Ron abducts several females to sell off as slaves. Hwy Patrolman Rick kills a detective who shows up to save.

Cody is the name of the detective who was nowhere near roping-up life’s end. He was stuck-in-between a love triangle with his ex and a homie-lover-friend.

I snuggled up to peer because the 3 make a fine polyamorous pair. But that is not what the script dictated; it turns-out “no one will share.”

So, however unfair, Cody did take one to the head. Shot by Officer Rick; Cody is now dead.

Ron lured a gay male into his truck (Jerrie), whom he thought was a lady. While shifting gears going up a hill, he encounters road rage with two teen babies.

It’s an uphill journey, and it’s happening in the night. The teen driver of the car (Danielle) is vibing petty-spike.

Her sister Grace pilots from the passenger’s seat to the right. She is a voice of wisdom; a spicy bite.

Things go-off with all kinds of hitches that fateful night — on episode 2 under the vast BIG SKY.

Danielle provokes the diesel driver and shoots-him-the-finger as she pulls ahead. Then miles up the road, her car overheats; she pulls over, and her car is dead.

Whatever heinous thoughts that you may have in your head – this show plays them out. A big sky covers all of Earth and sees all details that we make on our routes.

Are you watching this? It comes on Network A-B-C. I’m tied-up viewing several other shows, and still, BIG SKY got me.

I’m certainly following this show closely; thank God it only required 2-hours because my real catch-up work is within The Book of POWER.

My Lord, my Lord! Between ABC and STARZ, those creative writers and directors go hard!

“So far, so good, I didn’t see it coming…” Both: The Book of Power and Big Sky are attention gunning

Me? I’m watching them both and humming: La-dee-dee. La-dee-dah,

I’m Qui

a reviewer, writer, and broadcast exciter. With content this good — please don’t stop.

Transitions

In Communication, Griot, Music, Video on November 25, 2020 at 7:00 am
verb
  1. undergo or cause to undergo a process or period of transition.

I like transition lenses & seasons, transitioning characters inside of a script for good reason, and administration transition’s unfreezin.’

Don’t you? Please believe I am one “happy she” about our transitional hue. America is on the mend and it means big things for me and you. 

It’s mid-week and I’m feeling like it’s Friday, yo. I woke up reminiscing on AMERICA’s good with Domino:

Do you play Dominoes? I do, but just a little. Today will find me counting lines during a script whittle.

Rewrites. They can produce all-that-you-need and more, or — they will help you in the direction of starting over.

Thank God that America is not an expendable script. We transition via skill; we don’t shoot from the hip. We embrace the truth and hard facts without doling lip. America is a living and breathing child, not an expendable script.

Remember back when we knew who we were and we were rarely ever stopped? Remember when submission forms online would have USA at the top?

I do. It was an honor before our status quo began to crash and burn. Let this new transition usher in our collected-return.

We are lovers of humanity and helpers across the world. America is a young blossoming woman, not a clueless little girl.

No road remains the same, especially roads of transition,

I’m Qui

Let’s drain the marsh and build a new pond for fishin.’

Toss a penny of strong intent to get your wish in:


Benny Hill helps you to get a grin-in.

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Speaking of “wishing wells…”

Remember Terence Trent Darby? He’s from the 1980’s party. Let’s reminisce with him for a spell — at the abstract wishing well.


D’Arby
 legally changed his name to Sananda Maitreya on October 4, 2001, explaining, “Terence Trent D’Arby was dead… he watched his suffering as he died a noble death. After intense pain I meditated for a new spirit, a new will, a new identity”.