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And It Just Gets Better

In Communication, fitness, Griot, Music, Networking, Self Improvement, Video on January 15, 2021 at 5:15 am
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Life. Love. Wants. Desires. The more that I marinate in season, the hotter ‘my fire. And I’m not talking about “the change.” I’m having hot flashes, but menopause ain’t his name.

Please feel me. Good love can heal thee.

 

I should know, I hurt my back doing laundry the other day, but percale aerobics worked that glitch out-and-away.

 

I am thankful for that — there were calories burned, and I arose with less fat. Oh, snap!

 

The news is full of gloom, so turn it off. Vaccinations are on way – please steer clear of all coughs.

 

In the meantime, stay inside and dimensionally work-it-out. Life is doing her thing — resist unnecessary pout. Give all issues to God; He’ll work them out. Don’t forget to ask for endurance for “the percale bounce.” 

 

You know that I like it! Of course, I’d use a low-key Friday to invoke high feelings. Yield no energy to going-out today, instead stay-in for sexual healing. 

 

There I said it. Please tell me that you are not reading this out loud — at church, in the car with kids, or a subway in front of a crowd?

 

If you are doing any of that then you are quite the interesting goer. I am a woman of polls, do tell how’d the “out-loud reading” go over?

 

If you’re shy, you should give it a try. Read Griot aloud, like a DEF POETRY JAM vibe.

 

That –ish would be live and I’d listen. Let your words about reflective verbs flow and glisten. 

 

And It Just Gets Better; life, love, and understanding emotions — learning to love the water and swim across oceans. Life is literally a day at the beach; Do Not Drown in the motions.

 

If you want to kick-life-up a notch engage in meditation and daily devotion. It rocks!

 

I began this morning as focused as any go-getter,

I’m Qui

Life is doing her thing, unity will again ring, And It Just Gets Better.

 

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Ooo Wee, Christmas Eve

In Communication, Griot, Self Improvement, weightloss on December 24, 2020 at 4:05 am

Good morning, good morning. Dear beloved, I am awake!

 I’m bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, and ready to give & take.

 

More love. I’m open to it. I’m stoked and highly amped.

My mom asked ‘if I wanted my gift mailed and I replied, “my gift needs no stamp.”

 

I am already gifted big time my mom loves me dearly as do my family and friends.

Love matters the most, kinfolk; it’s the gift that never ends.

Ooo Wee, Christmas Eve, it’s so good to see you.

What’s in the box, Gucci shoes or socks? My adolescent heart is true.

 

And I’ve been good this year. I finished my degree, and I did graduate.

I earned Magna Cum Laude status and ate all of the food on my plate.

 

Wait. What? 

Yep. Food is like love.

But no worries, no fear, I wouldn’t think to wait until next year

 

to take the pounds off — for I’m already on route.

 

Christmas Eve reminds me that while I’m cooking for just a few,

that I don’t have to taste all the dishes I prepare – then fix my plate, too.

 

Right? I’m certain I’m not the only one with that particular delight,

but then again, if you’re not an excellent cook, ‘tis easier to limit the bite.

 

LOL, kinfolk. I am just playing with you,

It’s Christmas Eve and I’m feeling free. What do you want to do?

 

Want to play a game or two? Will it be PS5 or PS4.

Perhaps you’d prefer the BLACK CARD REVOKED game. Have you played it before?

 

Are you into board games? When was the last you played one?

Monopoly is still the – ish.  It’s my go-to game for board fun.

Once I acquire Boardwalk & Park Place – lookout, playa’ lookout.

I’ll put you to shame on a board game but at bones and cards – I tap out.

 

Don’t even get me started on Chess. I admire the game, but I do not play.

Tho if you do, I’m a captive audience for the clues. I’m always up to watch skill display.

 

Ooo Wee, Christmas Eve, I’m sure you will bring with lots of drink.

That’s cool with me, I’m of age, you see; I’ll quench once I’m done with the ink.

 

Yes, I write every day. It’s just what I do.

Words yield the gift of communication; my connection to you.

 

I am grateful, I am giddy, and I am overjoyed with l-o-v-e,

I’m Qui

Ready to have some fun and indulge in love’s sum, on this beloved Christmas Eve. Ooo wee.

The knight is mobile and can go to every square on the board without ever going to a square twice. This is called the “knight’s tour”

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Any Given THURSDAY

In Communication, Griot, Music, Self Improvement on August 6, 2020 at 4:45 am

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Good morning goodness. How are you so soon?
It’s almost 5am yet, I’m at 5-minutes til’ noon.

I’ve been awake for quite a while, so the sun will need to catch up.
I awoke to playing footsies and then I put-in on some love.

You know that I’m on my cardio; I’m trying to be “less.”
So playing twister with the Mr. is my fat burning confess.

It assists in melting stress. I’ve certainly no stress at this moment.
I do have treatments to bake and POC‘s to make;
creativity is mine – and I’m on it.

Human touch is necessary; the human spirit is real.
Monday through Hump Day we fight to get atop of the weeks hill.

Alas, here we are.
The week has been an incredible journey thus far.

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Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

Its capacity to be perpetual has long become mundane.
I won’t lie to you, goodness, I’m looking for things to change

significantly.
Sex should exceed Thursday’s indefinitely.

Life is a lot like sex. Agree? You’re either giving it or you’re getting.
Think of your bed as a yielding casino – get in there and start to betting.

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Are you a stallion or rider?

Pick a horse and ride it like you’re wearing silicone spurs.
Be generous as you broach the cusp; fellas, please yield her’s first.

Pardon me. Do you find this piece to be a bit dir-tay?
Yeah well, that’s usually how I feel on Any Given Thursday.

And it’s okay. We’re all human; we can all relate.
As long as we live, to Mother Earth we’ll be kids –
please don’t stall on the grown-up play.
It’s fantastic on a Thursday.

Alas, here we are, happily satisfied before the sun’s rise, yo.
The agile me – will make breakfast for thee and the sweetest cup of jo.

How much more goodness does this week hold?
I’m Qui
A Thursday loving she. Hardly secretive, but quite bold.

Let today find you doing whatever feels good to your soul.