Posts Tagged ‘Thanks’


In Communication, Griot, Self Improvement, Video on January 25, 2021 at 5:00 am

I Do Love a good steak and grilled shrimp blackened by Cajun seasonings. I also love to convey thanks and hugs to those that I love for bold reasonings.

I Do Love life and the view as it is framed for me. From a ceiling-to-floor window-score, you’re the view that I love to see

How art thou doing today? Is all going well for you, o’ life-lover? Once I was done with my a.m. devotion I put on some Little Brother: 

It’s the joint that I’m akin to feeling when I’m in my Pre-Production phase of film reeling.

I Do Love when everything pans out to be A-OK. I do love peeping your stylo, and what you have to say. 

Surely you know that those whom you hang with reflect your personality? It’s true, it’s true. Look at me and you; we’re a stellar shine of reality

Today is Day 25 of Month 1 in the year of 2021; it encompasses much but our strength is in love. 

Love on yourself today without any stall or interruption,

I’m Qui

Definitely loving on me as I build-out the POV of 2 Qui-scripted productions.


and I’m always

No Time for Woozy – The Weekend is a Doozy

In Communication, Griot, News on May 31, 2020 at 9:16 am




I couldn’t have planned to “avoid protestors” when I made plans to travel a month ago.
Therefore, my weekend plans for Cali did not pop-off like I had planned, yo.

The hotel that I frequent is a beautiful downtown erection.
Memories are rooted in the brick; my personal connection.

So when I’m out in Cali, I relax and do what I do.
This time Cali’s sweet embrace tasted a little brut.

Ooo-ooo. It was the collected pain of a united people crying out loud.
Protests for George Floyd reminded many state’s about disappointing crowds.

Protesting is a serious process and is no process by which to play;
I appreciate the mild understanding of law enforcement on the first two days.

Folks were marching by day and looting by night.
Police were present; most did not fall to provocation and fight.


I saw a collected effort.

It was truly an amazing sight, by and large.
Though a few folk on both sides may be charged.

No protest is perfect.
When change is needed society works it.

I appreciate how the majority of law officials behaved,
“to vent frustration” — is what the people crave.

And they did.

Their frustrations (with high-end stores) – were not hid.
Did the protesters make a point? Why yes, they did.

Cali got serious and imposed a curfew.
I was just on hiatus for a day or two.

It’s clear that I could have stayed home and hidden inside of my place.
It would have cost me no gas, no hotel, no road trip — just safe.

Safe living is everything.
Though traveling to and fro makes my heart sing

and my creativity ring!
Until things calm down, I’ll curb my hiatus scenes

to be more conducive to what the writer in me essentially needs.
I am inspired to produce after watching you; you are my script-seed.

Ooo wee, I’m so glad the Sabbath has finally arrived.
Thing were much clearer upon the opening of my eyes.


In the thick of it – I remained unharmed.

I have survived a hairy hiatus; I am grateful and alive.
I think I’ll fashion a hiatus room at home. It may be high-time.

What do you think? I think I just might.
How have you spent your weekend days and nights?

Did you have a little fun, is your health alright?
I’m Qui
Good morning to thee. For us, there is a new day nigh.

Join me in sending up thanks beyond the sky.
If for no other reason — because we are both alive.’

I will woosah again once I’m home and safe inside.

Because you were born

In Communication, Griot, Self Improvement on May 12, 2013 at 5:39 am

dear.momDear Mom, because you were born:

I had a shot at winning the swim contest.
I was rightly born – because I swam the best.

I was loved a lot and spoiled a little.
Born 2 of 4, I’m the kid in the middle.

I’ve always looked up to you – you’ve always been smart.
I thought it was a biological bi-product of having lady parts.

Dad is cool but he never worked at GM while maintaining his style and shakin.’
Dear Mom, you did it all – a trend setter who brought home the bacon.

I picked up your work ethic and some of your sense of fashion,
I also picked up that secret feminine lingo dubbed ‘pig latin.’

I use it a lot and am duly teaching my kid
about those generational-niches that do bind us as kin.

Thanks for teaching me how to cook, baby sit and comprehend what may not always be spoken.
My praying spirit yields foresight and strong is my intuitive (guiding) token.

Thanks for yielding me book knowledge and a great deal of common sense.
It is because you taught me to love and good-vibe-hug, that I have matured into hence.

I pray God favor me with grace – as you look like you’ve never seen a day of scorn.
Wisdom runs deep, I marinated and peeped – a recipient of because you were born.

You mean the world to me young lady and HAPPY MOTHERS DAY,
I’m Qui 
I’ll-ay ove-lay ou-yay or-fay infinity-ay! Hey! 🙂
[pig latin translation: I’ll love you for infinity!]