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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”.

NEWS PERUSE – Entertainment Hues

In Communication, Griot, Music, Networking, Self Improvement, TV Shows, Video on November 23, 2020 at 6:40 am

The weekend was swell; the weekend went hard. Raise your hand if you watched the American Music Awards?

It aired last night, but I saw none, — I was deep into short film reviews and app-streaming sums.

It has to be done; someone has to watch all of the indie submits.  Most are creative and well crafted – I fall for dialogue and quips.

Action films are a hit and new series’ can “free time impale.”  Speaking of, I heard we may soon have a serial “Waiting to Exhale.”

Had you heard? Porsha Williams DISH‘ed out the word.

You guys know that I love la Bella Porsha; she is a real ride-or-die. — So, Mr. Daniels, if you’re reading this, “please send Porsha “Robin Stokes’ sides.”

Porsha feels confident that she could play the part well.
Doesn’t everyone love a Cancer with a soft shell?

The Zodiac, Cancer – not the illness.
More diverse roles for Porsha is my multimedia request.

Photo by SoundKick

Missy Elliot always hails “best” when I think of random acts of kindness, — via a Twitter post, she was invoked to buy a bride-to-be’s wedding dress.

We all must support our lacking community.

It’s imperative we look past imperfections and towards unity.

That is the goal.

The FRESH PRINCE OF BEL AIR’s cast reunion is healing gold.

If unity was a tangible product, 4-days ago it was sold.
Black don’t crack; no cast member has grown old.

Photo by: TVLine

Well, Lil Nikki grew up but he still looks the same,
the size of his clothes is all that has changed.

Photo by: DailyMirror

The reunion was recollection-amazing.
The 80’s television industry did a lot of raising —

and I am so grateful for that.
Didn’t see it? Go ‘head and run it back.
You can find The FRESH FAM on HBO Max.

Good Monday morning, kinfolk, and how do you do?
It’s day 1 again. What have you got planned for you?

Will unity in the community show up and come through?
I’m Qui
Wide awake and up for a “give & take” with your Entertainment News Peruse.

SURELY

In Communication, Griot, News, Video on November 22, 2020 at 5:00 am

ometimes – if you let it,
The world will take your happiness & tell you to “forget it!”

Forfeit pessimistic energy and seek not to go that route
then go back to the beginning of what your journey’s about:

You are the principle and Christ paid your full dowry
when he gave His life – just for you – on Calvary.

So SURELY You & I —  We — can lift Him up in praise
As Richard Smallwood & company lead the melodic way….

Don’t let the world take your happiness, your joy or your smiles.
Be prayerful and mindful to celebrate the miles,

To celebrate the moments and all that you’ve come through,
I’m Qui 
A spiritual being on a natural journey – just like you.

If doubt has you on the outs
Pray yourself through
God is still on your side and He loves you too.

Surely.

The Way Things Are Shaking Out

In Communication, education, Griot, News, Self Improvement on November 20, 2020 at 4:32 am
Come on lil fella – shake a tail.

Good morning, good looking. How are you today? What time did you wake up? Did you kneel and pray?

I sure hope so, because today holds a lot. If Friday isn’t your payday, you probably aren’t looking for squat.

But you should be. The fact that you are alive is key.

Vibrate higher. Be a composer of good and then be a sire.

Good morning, good looking. How’s it shaking? If doing good isn’t 1st nature to you – get to faking.

Jit-up good intent until it’s authentically you. Allow today to ‘shake-out a much better hue.

Days until 2021? We still have a few. Good morning, good looking. What will 2021 bring through?

I’d rather focus on next week and compose a plan to cut-short covid19 jeers. 2020 has been blurry, hate-plentiful & in a hurry; I pray for change for next year.

The way it’s shaking out right now, the President-Elect Joe Biden is still on the runway, — awaiting his taxi into the WHITE HOUSE, but no welcome has been composed for the relay.

I wish it weren’t true, I truly wish things were at a different sum. I wish that the current administration would concede and then welcome.

I wish that Americans who didn’t get their choice of President-Elect would take patriotic form — and support the winners of the 2020 election and voice their hurt in a poem.

It’s what I did four years ago when Hillary Clinton was denied — her rightful place as the popular-vote winner, before decency died.

I was hurt, and I cried. Then I stood up and marched on. —  I wrote a poem with no alarm and continued to support America; home.

It’s what’s we do when things don’t shake-out the way that we want them to. We pick ourselves up and pray for safe passage to make it through.

Give ol’ Sulk-a-lot the boot. I did it 4-years back — now you can too.

We’re Americans; we unite. It’s just what we do. We calibrate for unity — democracy rules.

Vote recounts have gone-on in a couple of states, perhaps even a few. We’re Americans; we unite, and we accept reality’s truths.

The way that things have shaken-out this year… they have yielded us plenty. It’s been fun. Thank God we’re almost done. I look forward to Jan. 20.

What are your thoughts? What good will today toss-up or bring about?

I’m Qui

True to the red, white, and blue — even when in doubt about: “The Way Things Are Shaking Out”.

Be SHAMELESS

about UNITY.

Hibbity Hump Day – Folks it’s Time To Slay

In Advertise, Communication, dance, education, Griot, Movies, Self Improvement, Video on November 18, 2020 at 6:21 am
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Hey, hey, hey!” Sounding like Rodg’s friend Dwayne,
What’s Happening” with you; how’s the view in your lane?

Me? I’m awake and up for goodgame.
Me? I’m the vehicle in the creative lane.

You? You’ve been on my mind for quite some time now;
different reasons ‘why‘ and dimensions on the ‘how.’

Believe me now, when I say that I’m enjoying the climb
that has delivered me to this day; my creative grind.

I’m happy y’all.
In a world of uncertainty, I have the gall.
I wish happiness for us all.
Flex your positive gall.

It’s Hibbity Hump Day, which sounds a lot like “hibbity hop.”
Saying “hibbity hop” reminds me of The Sugar Hill Gang – Hip Hop don’t stop.

Something like The HUSTLER’S CONVENTION, I’m a one-stop Griot shop.
I’m something like Lightnin’ Rod; The HC is not a publication that you can cop

but you can stay tuned to multiple flows like my own, for most Griotte’s are quite steady.
We are storytellers of the day born. I learned as much from Fab5Freddy.

I forget not, much. I am intrigued by various moves made.
I chronicle the view in rhyme. Griot is my mode of Slay.
Hey.

Hey-hey-hey!” I’m quoting Haywood Nelson again,
I’m Qui
atop of this hump glad to be purveying and conveying What’s Happening.

It’s a total high day and I’m up for the win.
Come with. This vantage view is better with a friend.

Be TRUE TO THE GAME:

As Good As It Gets

In Communication, education, Griot, Networking, Self Improvement on November 16, 2020 at 6:04 am

As good as it gets” – but by whose measure? Are the goods – a bag of misunderstoods or of intellectual treasure?

Don’t ever assume anything; always get an understanding.   As good as it gets by my rule may prove particularly demanding.

If I am handing you an olive branch, will you misread — and assume it little more than a twig or a weed?

Always look closely. — You may not ace every test, but you can, mostly.

Good morning, beloved. I am on my “A-game.”  Concepts are dropping on me like Newton in “apple rain.”

Monday’s race is one worth the bet.  Tailor it for you and make it “as good as it gets.”

Don’t second guess yourself or use another man’s measure of rule.  Following folk who don’t have a plan makes you look like a fool.

You chart the plan… and that’s “as good as it gets,” man.

You got this! Can’t nobody beat you when you’re in your element.

So, cop this griot indent and focus your intent to invent: “as good as it gets.”

Did you get that?  — Read it again, and copy that.

You control your future; you control the day,

I’m Qui

and it isn’t “as good as it gets” if it doesn’t include your say.

Be the potter.

Mold the clay.

HOW TO Arrest This Mess

In Communication, education, Griot, Networking, News, Science, Self Improvement, Video on November 13, 2020 at 4:45 am
It’s doing circles around us…

State-after-state in the USA sends up SOS signals, asking for help. Over-burdened medical facilities threaten medical professional’s health.

The COVID tally is rising, and people are still dying. I am sure that we can do better. Word is — things will be getting worse as we deal with colder weather.

Are you ready, kinfolk? It’s time for us all to do our part. “Don a mask and wash your hands” — it’s time to live smart.

TRUE STORY:

Once upon a time, I thought I was in a life-threatening rut; I had just descended from a water slide and didn’t realize I needed to “stand up.”

As I sat on my butt doing the drowners yell, my guy shouted out, “you don’t need any help! Just stand up, 5’3 — and all will be well.”

He was correct. The water was closer to ankle than neck.

I just needed to open my eyes to realize — that I was taller than the waters 12″ rise.

So, I opened my eyes, and yep, he was right. I just stood up and didn’t lose my life.

The moral of the story is:

America: Open your eyes and stand the frack up! COVID is 12″ of water, and we are sitting on our butt.

Let’s not cause more of a spectacle than we already have; the world is watching, and we look ill-bad. Let’s wash our hands and don a mask.

Perhaps it sounds better when celebrities ask:

Protecting self is something that we all can do. Let’s mask-up until COVID is f#@ked — then we won’t have to.

I’m all in, I’m all in! I miss my family and friends. I’m all in because I want this era of isolation to end.

To mask-up is to win. Oh! And always wash your hands.

Keep hand sanitizer on-you even after we’re on the mend. Clean hands across the land will always be “in.”

Right? Let’s not give this disease any more sunlight. If you can decipher wrong from right, I’m going to ask you to join the human race fight. “Don a mask and wash your hands” — ’tis is my longevity plight.

My plight reads like a motto that needs adopting,

I’m Qui

My plight is a motto that every American should be copping 

to Arrest This Mess:

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Clarity

In Communication, education, Griot, News, Politics on November 11, 2020 at 5:15 am

The people cried foul; they knew the tally was not right. They prayed before voting, then poll-voiced their plight. But their votes went unprotected like valuables outside at night. The elect didn’t originate from Vegas, but there were hands of sleight.

On November 3, 2016 the world knew that a new resident was slated to move-in. More news after electoral views stated “the new rez’s wouldn’t be  the Clinton’s.”

The voting public had a clue but then electoral tallies were shy. The faith that Hillary had in the popular vote tab – on that night, it died.

Honesty and civility were missing; it had been tightly tucked away.

No one has explained why, yet. Perhaps for signed NDA’s?

Might there be a lure at play? Folks march lock-in-step when they are paid.

Pockets-lined rule the day; pockets lined stay fat.

Could it be “the moola/money?” Someone may be looking into that.

Factually, I do not know a thing, but little else makes sense. Who destroys their reputation for anything less than the rent?

Americans usually do not sell-out. Power invokes integrity-sour and humans break character for clout.

It isn’t ever worth it to be evicted or to go to court — when you could just be “a resident-complying sport.”

I am so glad that President 44 left the house — with head upright; no whiney mouse.

I’m so glad that President 43 did it, too. — ‘Tis a trend also held by President 42.

American civility held a world-class record; others aspired to beholden — as a city shining on a hill. The implication was “democracy golden.”

Those were the days and those days were back when… just moments before  the 2016 election was stolen.

Do you remember that? Who’d have thought — that the American election could be stolen or bought?

Not many ever thought it or fathomed, until the year 2016 when it all happened.

Few will soon forget that an election was stolen just 4-years ago,

I’m Qui

in the name of civility, the one with the least votes should go.