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Sweet Sabbath

In Communication, Griot, Self Improvement on December 16, 2018 at 5:50 am

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Good morning dear fam! What’s really good?
Have you plans to get out – go cruising the neighborhood?

Is the weather fair in your atmosphere, is all well in your life?
Is this a moment of trial? Are you going through; experiencing a little strife?

I’m sorry if you are, though rest assured that all will be alright.
If you are able to read this blog, you are able to see your own light.

Today is a day of opportunity. Today you can begin again.
No one is above another. We all are kinsmen to sin.

That just means none of us are squeaky clean
unless you were just born. You know what I mean?
And if you were just born, you sho’ ain’t reading this feed! 😛

God is good and good morning to you.
Did you go to church or are just being spirituallike we do?

Either choice is ‘truly what’s up,’ and I’m glad that you’ve gotten to do it.
Sweet Sabbath yields a start to a new week — no worries, you’ll get through it.

It also means that we’re getting closer to another holiday that doth fit us:
Ye ol’ gift-giving Christmas.

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Why do we heavily emphasize the “gift giving” part?
— It overshadows the mass-collective-love in our hearts.
Perhaps this a tradition we should revisit and sort?

Today is a new day to a new week thus a new start.
I’d like to make “thanks” the first gift I submit to you from my heart:

T H A N K   Y O U 
for another year of coming through.

I can’t get enough of watching you
and kickin’ Griot over a headline or two.

You make all the differenceyou really do.

Good morning Sweet Sabbath, good morning kinfolk,
I’m Qui
Up to praise the creator and redeem my soul.

Come with, do participate. You can do it at home — it costs no cash.
Just lift your head towards the sky and give thanks for this Sweet Sabbath.

5-4-3-2-1, Action!

In Communication, Griot, Music, Networking, Self Improvement, Video on November 30, 2018 at 5:28 pm

whats-up-scary-movie-spoofWhat’s up, what’s up, what’s up?
Does this evening have you feeling like LOVE?

Mine does. It is beautiful and chilly in this place where I sit.
I’m near a window, it’s perfect to compose a Griot spit.

So I am.
Last week did you eat enough turkey, beef or ham?
Are you working it off today? I surely am.

2018 has been good to me so far,
minus the political petty and food in my belly
the Science of Cinematography is the star.

I love filmmaking! We just wrapped at 5,
and kinfolk I’m here to tell you that I feel all-the-way-live.

I think I’ll mingle with good company tonight,
grab a couple of drinks and maybe a bite.

But I didn’t want to do any of the such
without stopping by and sharing some of this LOVE!

Ain’t nothing like enjoying life to-the-fullest and hugging your passions,
I’m Qui
Good evening to thee. 5-4-3-2-1, carry-on and let’s make some more ACTION!

Let’s start at Pappadeaux’s!

 

Cherishing

In Communication, Griot, Networking, News, Self Improvement on November 16, 2018 at 12:36 am
Time flies…

Good morning. I woke up with the feeling of winning!
No jars to pickle me in – though I am hooked on KIDDING.

Have you had a chance
to check out KIDDING On-Demand?

Oh, you should. You really should.
It’s quite the SHOWTIME reflection of a ‘perfect neighborhood.’

I hope that Mr. Roger’s hood was not ever so deep.
You’ve got to see Jim Carey’s performance – It’s talking to you and me.

The writers scripted sex, death, and drugs
to accessorize the main story t’was born of love.

The society-observative me thinks so.
Season one came in hot; the cast is a pro.

The narrative view is fresh, it’s strong, and it’s rough.
Jeff Pickles has his shortcomings, yet he is enough.

TNT’s LAST SHIP has sailed, and it isn’t coming back.
Sunday was the last battle on Nathan James’ war track.

I like to watch television a little bit
and it’s channel 573 that I just can’t quit.

It’s called SHORTSTV and it has the best lineups
of creative short films that you can watch in your cut.

Time flies when you’re having fun and reviewing your peers.
I’m a student of film, popcorn, mimosa’s, and cheers.

I’m truly entering into my happy zone as Fall’s essence begins to ring,
and then I hear that Kim Porter’s crossed over; she exited the scene.

XO.

PDiddy aka Mr. Love: I am doleful for you and your beloved children.
Please take heart knowing Kim won’t be far – and that you’ll see her again.

Kim did cross over, but her love won’t ever end.
This morning I arose and with intent, my knees did bend.

I’m praying for you; you and the fam are not alone.
Kim Porter was the real deal, I can’t wait to hear the memoir song.

Life is not to be taken for granted, neither is the stretch or the yawning.
I’m Qui
Cherishing life
and my Griot writes, along with your presence on this morning.

WORDPRESS is Pressing Evolution Again

In News on November 14, 2018 at 8:23 pm

Have you felt the new Editor that’s being introduced through the admin’s backdoor? I’m framing it as coming through the backdoor because at present using the new editor is an option.  But we know that the option period is for a limited time only and that eventually, the new editor will be all that is available. 

Me? I have opted to give the new editor a go early because I’ve been on WordPress for almost a decade and am no longer afraid of confronting the evolution that they serve up. It’s usually good. 

So what did I find?

Well, I found that I will now be building my article content in blocks. Which isn’t really so different from typing text onto a blank document, but they are calling the beginning of a new paragraph “blocks” and I’m sure that’s a reference to HTML coding. We code in blocks. I also noticed that the HTML toggle switch is missing at the very top of the new document. However, if you highlight the block, the edit toolbar will appear at the top. Not a bad deal, but definitely something to get used to. 

In order to continue to press out my Griot point of view
It’s best that I learn how to maneuver the new hue.

It appears that WordPress’ evolution is a clever hat
But poses some issues in my Griot format.

In order to write in Shakespeare verse, poetics and Griot slots,
I may encounter a continuance issue at writing in blocks.

Each new 2-line stanza seems to create a brand-new paragraph.
But it’s just 2-lines in a verse; nothing to start a new block at. [?]

In order to compose this Griot piece in format-fashion 
I had to enlist a Word document and pre-viz my passion.

I wrote out my piece, copied and pasted it into one block.
Then once I pressed enter, it made a new block forever 2-line slot.

The extra step of previsualizing rocks and saved me from being confused by the editing evolution,
I’m Qui
And WordPress’ Press of Evolution bodes well for me; t’is my early conclusion.

What sayest ye, o’ WordPress Kin?
Evolution is real and they’re at it again.

Babies Don’t Read

In Book, Communication, Griot, Networking, News, Self Improvement on October 15, 2018 at 5:00 am

Dangerous-Curve-Ahead-Sign.gifBabies don’t read but they certainly are teachable.
A fresh mind is moldable whereas, an old one is not reachable.

When simply asked ‘can you read,’
the U. S. prez said — (NOT A DAMN THING).

He isn’t well read.
No recollection was in his head.

He is not a baby and new life isn’t here before us to unfold.
Call a weak mind a horrible find; especially when the dog is old.

God bless America’s old soul, her new soul needs salvation.
Confessing a love for dictators and such is not a healthy relation.

And what about our nation? Are we to fend for ourselves?
Somebody wake the neighbors up! Our union isn’t feeling well.

No new hope is being shaped and no new tricks are being divvied.
Our international status is a wee bit ratchet— with every new day we look a little more silly.

The stock market is not an actual tell. Global money is not yours.
Your money comes from your local job and you spend it at a local store.

So when the stock market rises do you really score?
However, if she fails, your finances are impaled and then you get a little sore.

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Crippling…

Right? Remember what lead us to the collapse in 2008?
Well there’s another elephant sitting on your plate
and with your finances and security — he’d much like to play.

Can’t you see the writing on the wall? Are you comprehending this Griot feed?
If only you could – I wish you would. Unless you’re a baby — and Babies Can’t Read.

And if you are a big baby, anytime is a good time to grow up.
It’s Monday beloved, give this day a hug and start inserting in it more love.

First love for yourself and then for others.
Be mindful to extend it to your sisters and brothers; your father and mother.

Respect is the human baseline.
Utilize respect and you’ll be fine.

Read inspirational writes daily and do pray often
that God keep your mind sharp and your heart softened.

Babies Can’t Read but you’re much sharper than that.
A well-balanced lifestyle keeps your mind from getting fat.

Good morning Monday, you caught me mid-topic,
I’m Qui
and illiteracy is real! Barbara Bush couldn’t stop it.

Educate your soul and go out & vote — because only Babies Don’t Read.
That’s not you nor me. History is best born out of unity and DEMOCRACY.

The change is still up to you and me.
VOTE

My Monday Morning Jo

In Communication, Dream Journal, Griot, Networking, Self Improvement on October 8, 2018 at 5:45 am

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Sip INITIATIVE today.

Good morning baby. You look adorable when you sleep.
Let me slip out of the bed and make you something to eat.

A beautiful day is on the horizon with no pending “Oh Boys.”
Reminding me that out of tragedy — God produces unmeasurable joy.

I feel it. I’m encompassed in it. I’m wearing good love like a blanket.
A new day is upon us. Did you rise early and tell God thanks, yet?

Do you still pray and meditate?
It’s the first thing I do at the start of each day.

It really works!
So with this day, I’ve intentions to flirt.

This weekends film shooting went well.
I’m all about showing, fewer words; less tell.

It was great. I am pleased with the sound that we reeled.
The shotgun mic had more reverb than I like – but I loved that boom mic appeal.

It has a solid-sound, rich in feel and it resonated nice.
For this project, I prefer the boom over wireless lava mics.

I endeavor to pull a full-bodied sound with clarity.
Still, I felt a little shy when the camera is staring at me.

This latest piece is an introduction documentary.
“Griot is Key,” is designed to introduce me.

It’s a short film, it’s entertaining and telling.
Life is no crystal stair and I’m not belling.

Good morning sweetheart. You look adorable when you sleep.
Any chance that you sugarplum danced; any chance that you dreamed?

I did, in fact, I do it all of the time.
Then I wake up and share my dreams in rhyme.

Yesterday’s morning rise had no yawns to spare.
The first words out of my mouth were: “I dreamed I killed a polar bear.”

I recalled the dream in great detail to my bed-mate
and we discussed the meaning of it in bed, while we ate.

Insightful stuff.

Polar bears aren’t my rival;
to dream about killing one points to my survival.

Good morning my love. I’m ready to start this new week,
I’m Qui
I missed you, I love you – let this Griot hug you.

Consider keeping a journal to jot your dreams.
If nothing else to sip on what it means.

Feeling Myself

In Griot, Qui Audio Byte, Self Improvement on August 2, 2018 at 4:48 am

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[AUDIO] This is a grown piece, so if you’re not grown, get on.
Your mom wouldn’t approve – tho it may improve her groove,
so, skidaddle dear daughter and son.
This is pre-Friday and I am duly on one.

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Thursdays are important for a myriad of reasons
but one in specific, it’s capacity of evening.

Yes-yes! I love Thursday’s best for it is the perfect time
for me to slip into something nice, put some 80-proof on ice,
grab a pen, and compose a rhyme.

You know how I like to throw it.
I think about you as I whip and compose it.

The jazzy tune in the background really helps to lead the way.
I’m sitting yet yielding my hips to a  rhythmic swerve and sway.
Hey-hey.

It’s what I’m looking forward to.
Good morning sweetheart, I’m thinking about you,

I’m creating a groove.
I’m enjoying the mood.
Tonight is all I want to do.

I’ll get through breakfast with a cup a jo,
with my thoughts on creating, yo.

Oh and you know that I can’t ever get enough
of implying, so in your imagination, I trust.

flirt-winking-black-girl.gifI do, I do.
Perky are my two

lobes. I know…
Don’t let words throw
you off. You’re so boss
in the way that you hold my thoughts.
I translate the vibe into to scripts that will be bought.
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I am invested in you
and the things that you do.

I like watching you. I’m a voyeur of sorts.
I like learning from you; I’m turned on by your smarts.

Oh yes. It’s morning and I’m awake.
Words on un-gird for the elevated take.

Take me. I like it.
That thing you do always spikes it —
so I write it.

Tell me your story; I want to know it.
You know that you affect me because I Griot it.
It’s just the way that I show it.

I know I don’t talk to you like this often. It takes discipline to restrain thyself,
I’m Qui
and being that we’re passed Day 3, I think it’s okay that I’m Feeling Myself.

Let’s start the weekend now. whisky-on-ice

Good Morning Monday

In Communication, Griot, Networking, News, Self Improvement on July 16, 2018 at 4:45 am

horse-bucks-rider.gifGood Morning Monday. All weekend long MSNBC rode a reliable pony
of facts that tack the Trump Campaign to colluding with Russian cronies.

Yep. It felt like a bad dream that kept being re-told.
Tho, the importance of rebroadcasting was to save America’s soul.

She’s killing herself with a 45 because she selectively isn’t woke.
Her skirt is up, others can see her butt,
and her coffers are going for broke.

Yes-yes! A well-cultured democracy is certainly best,
but will Helsinki find our rep with his cards too far from his vest?

International eyes remain on the West
as we hoard-up our borders and mistreat refugee guests.

Our allies are worried –tho not as much as Americans should be.
My God, what in the world is happening to our democratic legacy?

Good morning Monday, did you hear me? Your democracy is at risk.
This is not a time to wrist-flick wrine and remark “Tsk-tsk-tsk.”

You are not Fish Mooney and this isn’t Gotham City,
still what’s happening to us at this hour is a remarkable pity.

Dancing-P-DiddyWhere is P-Diddy to Harlem-shake this off? Oh, he’s calling himself Love?
Well, where is Love, the productive Harlem thug?
This country needs a song to incite a wake-up hug.

Okay, truth be told, I’m just looking for a new jam.
Every day for the last year and a half I wake up to Morning Joe saying, “Damn!

morning-joe_lone anchor.gifClearly, I am paraphrasing
but every report seems to suggest that the admin is crazy.

Hm. Are you nodding off on me, Monday? There is no time to sleep.
That’s why MSNBC spent the entire weekend rebroadcasting from last week.

I get it and it still resembles a nightmare.
Good morning Monday, I’ve got caffeine to spare.

We have got to VOTE, people! Before it’s ever-loving too late.
Vote your interest and less for collages on Pinterest;
In our hands rests our fate.

Let’s not allow sleeping heads in Congress to sell our democracy away.
Rise up and become awake right now and remain woke every day.

Good morning Monday, I’m so glad that you’re here with me,
I’m Qui
With intentions to wake as many as can read to comprehend this Griot tea.

Indeed, I need you and you need me…

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Let’s stick a solid landing; WE MUST land on our feet.

VOTE.

Hollywood Woke

In Communication, Griot, Networking, Self Improvement on July 11, 2018 at 11:20 am

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What does it mean to be Hollywood Woke?
Does it have anything to do with the legalization of smoke?
No.

Hollywood Woke sounds like it could mean a lot of things,
let’s start with the era when to my roommate, I was “the perfect wing.”

I used to reside at Sunset Blvd and Normandy Street.
I had to move back to Dallas because Hollywood keeps a mean week.

Hollywood, Hollywood. It’s where the stars really shine
even if they’re just LED lights on a high-traffic strip, in a line.

It doesn’t matter. So very live is the chatter
that a womans lips and arse should be fatter
if she intends to attract a cash-heavy batter.
The how’s and ‘the long run‘ – don’t matter.

cardib-butt_art.jpgA population is woke and willingly renders every saving dime to endanger their bodies
if for only 15-seconds for someone with a successful sum to cat call them a “hottie.”

But this is hardly the definition of Woke. This seems to be the definition of sleep.
Most young girls would agree, still onto the plastic surgeons URL they creep.

They may vow not to do drugs and many don’t smoke
but they’ll do anything to be Hollywood Woke.

Though no group of people could ever outshine the legacy to and fro
that happens on Hollywood Blvd when Hollywood is Woke.

The week starts on Monday; we’ll just meet after work at the bar.
Likely somewhere in walking distance. On Monday’s we rarely went far.

Tuesday is rideshare time.
We’ve got a designated driver and at the bar by 9.

We’d return home a few hours into Hump Day’s morn;
we’d all would file into work a little tattered and torn.

Our spirits were still stoked
because Tuesday’s social scene was dope.

Wednesday after 7 pm we would gather together again
at our pad or their’s for a conversation to stir among friends.

Midnight would usually usher our boisterous socials to an end,
tho many times we went from hanging tough – straight-away to work again.

Hollywood Woke. It can happen in any state,
this is just my recollection of the intersecting day-to-day.

Thursday nights would usually catch us getting all jitted up,
ordering a taxi/rideshare to deliver us to and from the club.

Business cards were in tow and bosom’s were pushed up high.
Drinks were often free for our group of girls — no lie.

I’m not much of a drinker, but a thinker so I kept my eyes on the time.
The pre-weekend spin included a lot of gin and hook-ups that lead to grinds.

None of which were ever chronicled to be mine; I was betrothed with a reserved heart.
It was common for me to wake up Friday morning alone at its bella start.

Twerkita-n-Friends2018It’s the weekend baby!” It’s what we’d say as we gather to club again.
Girls on the town, we love to get down and capitalize a good time during the weekend.

Hollywood Woke. When did the weekend ever end?
Every day we went out to bar, club or hang out with friends.

Friday, Saturday, and Sunday sewed up the spin.
On Monday we’d  rest up at the bar for 1-2 drinks with friends
to plan the week’s events in specific and do it all again.

They don’t sleep on that side of town, they don’t pass out, stop or choke.
Who can sustain a life like that? Are you living Hollywood Woke?

I am, but I’m not.
I couldn’t keep up with the partying snots.

My Hollywood Woke: Monday – Wednesday I’m early to rise;
4:30 am finds me opening my eyes.

I pray, meditate and write a little bit.
Then I run over to the blog and create Griot spit.
It’s you that I love hanging with.

I go to school in the day and homework until night falls.
Thursday and Friday I film a variety of shots and edit-ball.

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Saturday and Sunday, I rest up and just do me.
That might include Zouk dancing and several movies.

Hollywood resides inside of me; it has a productive place.
I stay woke with a lump in my throat chronicling America’s face.

It’s a story of suspense; it’s a reality show,
I’m Qui
just chopping-it-up with thee on several degrees of Hollywood Woke.

Tomorrow Feels Like Today

In Communication, Griot, Movies, Networking, News, Science, Self Improvement on May 16, 2018 at 5:05 am

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The reel view.

It’s going to be a restful day for me, tomorrow.
I’ve got 60% of my homework done; no weekend-sorrow.

Tomorrow feels like it may be a winner.
I know because I call the shots and I’m no beginner.

Today feels a lot like the future; I’m calling the shots right now.
My pen is my mule; a field of creative concepts, is what I plow.

I write. I love to listen and participate in thinking outside of the box.
I’m in school for Digital Cinematography and I’m reminded of how much writers rock!

I’ve just watched an hour-long pre-recorded event and six short-films; I have a couple of analysis’ to produce.
The professor said 200-words for 1 and no less than 500 for the other. Thank God I’ve got the juice!

My grade school teachers used to remark, “If you use all of your words in one day, tomorrow the young misses will have nothing to say.”
Tomorrow Feels Like yesterday. I enjoyed exercising the gift-of-gab and still, I’ve much more to say.

Tis’ the proof of such skill in the griot-wield that spills out and over onto you.
Though only after I’ve contributed to my personal journal; logged volumes of truths.

I’m doing all of this, for tomorrow – mainly because I am truly enjoying today.
I’m Qui
Free about the gift-of-gab in me. Thank ye, for stopping by to read my say.

All the world’s a stage…
Enjoy your cues today.

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