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Don’t Stop

In Communication, Griot, Politics, Self Improvement on November 6, 2020 at 7:48 am

As it pertains to good love, good food, and good drink: Don’t Stop. Keep going, and give us more like the evolution of hip hop. 

Hasn’t hip hop evolved? If not – it surely will. Eventually the listening audience will require an intellectual fill. 

Knowledge-laced rap will be a demand. Communications are still barbaric in this era of  man.

Change is in the process, please Don’t Stop. Get wisdom while the-getting-is-good and higher education is hot.

If you have votes to count — don’t stop that either. America ISO a new route and/or a new driver.

Michelle Obama’s moma is right – please believe her. Do not stand in the round of jesters & clowns. “Keep it moving;you’re a leader.

Don’t Stop believing in good and all that you know — based on how your neighbors decided to vote. 

It’s okay. Because what they didn’t know — is that the world is governed by God, and voting is a civil show. 

Just a pulse of the American people – who tout “in God we trust” and prop up steeples.

Hmph. Thank God that all Americans are not the same. From cars, color of skin, and texture of mane — we are so not the same. 

Differences can be measured in the uneducated or smart; but the real differences that divide Americans reside in our hearts.

WHO ARE WE?

We are children of God. We are not God and we err all of the time. There’s so much we need to discuss beyond this summary in rhyme. 

We have work to do. Good thing that I’m into it and still in love with you. 

Good love… Don’t Stop. In or out of societal fashion, love is still hot. 

The 2020 Election ballot’s are still being counted 3-days after the election —

and it looks like this country is headed in a new direction. 

You and Ilet’s communicate. Care to make a connection? — The last 3.8 years have been void of sincere affection. 

As the vote tally rises I’m looking for a couple of pleasant surprises:

  • I want a new day to set and begin.
  • I want you and I to get more unity in.

We’re more than half-way done with vote counting, the 2020 Election turnout rocked!

I’m Qui

Much respect to thee, I wish a better era for we – so on “the vote counting,” please 

The Weather and The Storms

In Communication, Griot, Networking, Self Improvement on September 14, 2020 at 4:26 am
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The weather and relative global storms equal a human’s peace on constant alarm. Perhaps it’s Earth’s natural and reciprocal charm?

Have we treated Mother Earth well? No. Her reflective storms brewing is a direct show.

The weather is degreed by the people. What’s our tenement today? Fire’s reign on the Western seaboard; the sunshine has gone away. The skies are orange and thickly filled with ash gray. Our collective weather worsens as our societal storms do play.

The two are co-sponsoring the look of today. The storm patterns appear to be here to stay. At least for a while, if we don’t change our convenient life’s way; slow down on convenient consumptions, mask-up, and earnestly pray.

The ill of our day is already airborne. The weather of society is sick with alarm; actively engaged in a 2020 storm. What’s the price of today’s peace? A leg, a life, and/or an arm. What happened to yesterday’s compassion, growth, and charm?

Here’s an idea! Let’s use two legs, two arms, and all of our digits — to go to the poll for humanity’s soul. Unity. Please feel it.

Our lives will improve if we can collectively correct and weather these storms,

I’m Qui

Good morning to thee, let love and unity thwart pending harm.

With the proper formula, we can weather any storm:

Compassion + Mindful Actions =

Let’s induce it.

Look Beyond The Moment

In Communication, Self Improvement on February 28, 2020 at 4:28 am

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There’s no reason to not take pride in “living in the moment.
And there’s nothing worst than not seeing a thing because you’re all-up-on-it.

Are you? Living in the moment and blinded by the view?
If ever there was time see clearly – drink not the surface brew.

It doesn’t smell right and it’s not good for you.
Dare I say that you are wise if you’re feeling confused.

Reality is infused with what you yearn to hear.
Society appears to be losing its glue, year by year.

When will it stop.
Look past your nose and wipe the snot.

Refocus your eyes and look straight ahead.
React not only to visuals, but what is said.

We don’t need a 24-hour news channel to divvy us insight
on why we can’t trust everyone or how to spot a lie.

We don’t need much outside interference at all.
I believe in us and we got this – let’s get out there and play ball

for the long run.
Change may not feel like fun,

but it is necessary,
if it’s a great future that we intend to carry.

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Let us realize we need each other to ultimately tarry.

Earth is aging a little, so let us be her youth.
In fact ditch the aged vision for an adolescents view.

No one is asking you to be a tree hugger,
but to recognize our global issues and become a lover

of humanity.
Please turn things around for our legacy families.

We can do it.
You and I; let’s do pursue it:

Look Beyond The Moment and our own nose.
Consider our future and lessen our foes.

Consider yielding more love – first dibs to ourselves.
Then love-on our neighbors; live less for the wealth.

Wealth should not be the ultimate goal.
Use your time on Earth to love and enrich your soul.

Dig your toes into the sand of your favorite beach,
be fruitful and multiply; each generation should teach

about the perils of the past and how we used to be.
Let’s finally live out the facade that is our good history.

We can make it true.
Put more love in the red, the white, and the blue.

Start with loving you, then lean over and give me some, please,
I’m Qui
taking a Look Beyond The Moment and it ‘sho looks sweet, to me.

Meet me out back by the lemon tree
and let’s make some delicious unity.

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Glued to the tube – Who got the lube

In Communication, education, Griot, News, Self Improvement on November 20, 2019 at 2:33 pm

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I tried to look away…

Another day is closing on the impeachment hearings.
No funny hashtags emerged with metaphorical endearing’s.

There was a lot going on. I was watching. Were you?
According to the rating polls — you were glued-in too.

I know you saw it. I tried not to.
I left the house, merged with the crowds
and networked the morning through.
Everywhere that I went, regardless of the dollars I spent –
it was all about the “U:”

Unity & Under-dogging.
The two merged and displayed “cover story” flogging.

A lot of cover story’s may not “cover much” anymore.
If this moment were a bed — “the duvet” is on the floor.

Code red – code red.
The cover is off of the bed.

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But maybe it’s still on the table; the truth.
This is a moment, where I could use a call from Aunt Ruth.

You already know what she would say in a time like this.
She’d round up the posse for comments and she would not miss.

Always tell the truth and no one can touch ya.
Aunt Ruth would high-five that and then hug ya.

She was about the truth, so there’s no need to say …
The truth showed up big time in hearings today.

And so, we’re all “Glued to the tube – Who got the lube?
Somebody’s getting it in; dildo is truth.

There were three amigo’s and a couple of other folk…
Necks and shoulders are heavy; hearings yield yolk.

Oh no and whoa. Who knew the hearings would be this real and so swift?
I’m Qui
I rewinded a time or three, it’s hard to believe this isn’t a series script.

Now turn the television off. Let’s cut a corner; let’s dip.

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Good Morning Honey!

In Communication, Griot, News, Politics, Self Improvement on May 20, 2019 at 6:30 am

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And the day looks better; today resembles a better day.
God bless the Biden campaign; I’m praying for a united hooray!

God bless the Harris campaign. She knows what’s going on.
A woman ain’t a woman if she isn’t firm and standing strong.

Therefore, Elizabeth Warren’s plans are not wrong.
She’s on a 1-woman mission to educate America’s song.

Dust the jock-itch off of the throne and wipe it down with Pledge.
Though please leave room for Mayor Pete Buttigieg.

He is clear in his comments; I appreciate him town hall’ ing on Fox.
Pete Buttigieg is doing his thing – out of the closet and not in a box!

That rocks! The Democratic field is so diverse.
America is in for a treat — we can meet her thirsts.

Let’s send discord away in a hearse with a nitrogen boost.
A better message is brewing – massage it to roost.

Good Morning Honey! I’ve missed you so.
I’ve missed the unity that we had to and fro.

Remember that?
There are 23 running Democrats
who say that we can get it back.
What do you think about that?

I think it’s rad, though we’ve so many months to go.
Biden is at the top so far, but we’ve seen races befo’

where the front runner drops back midway during the run.
Truth be told, I like ol’ Joe and Kamala’s moxie can’t be undone.

Republican Congressman Justin Amash put out an interesting tweet the other day
with a point-for-point list of what has gone awry and away during this administration’s sway:

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Good Morning Honey! It’s Monday morning again.
I’m up watching a race that someone’s going to win.

Let the winner be for unity bearing an all-inclusive grin,
I’m Qui
Good Morning Honey! Pay close attention for you and a friend.

This Stuff Right Here…

In Comedy, Communication, Griot, Networking, News, Politics, Self Improvement, Video on October 19, 2018 at 5:29 am

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Yes, THIS.  😀

There’s so much to say, let’s wrap this up quick:
I suppose we could start on the VOTING Tip.

Make plans now to get out and vote on November 6.
Democrats are the choice if you’re concerned about care when you’re sick.

Our Republican friends
want the ACA to end.

Repealing the Affordable Care Act will take us back to the begin
when pre-existing conditions kept sick folks from getting in

on an insurance plan that they could possibly afford.
Mitch says if Dems don’t win —  healthcare repeal efforts will soar.

Hm. I just wanted to start out with that little bit. Please marinate on it and vote.
Don’t just turn out to the polls by yourself but bring your beloved kinfolk.

Voter suppression is real.
Be sure to turn out to let the governing body know how you feel.

This country is being divided-up on purpose. Let us recognize and heal.
It’s Friday, my usual get-live day, yet I want to talk about This Stuff Right Here.

I want to talk about you and me.
Where we are and where we want to be.
Tell me.

Please don’t fall victim to thinking that your vote won’t make a difference.
Ask Big 44. It matters so much, he made a few mentions:

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YOU MATTER and regardless of your message I want to hear from you.
I will understand you loud and clear after the tallied totals come through.

Dear beloved Americans: regardless of our differences, I am counting on you.
We didn’t see eye-to-eye in 2016; let’s unite on the white between the red and the blue:
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The topic of  America’s position on human rights at this time — is dark and lousy.
The prez debates while he waits on reports from the Turkish – Consulate, Saudi.

A WaPo journalist’s life has been brutally lost.
But a big contract from Saudi could be an adequate cost?

I paraphrased but didn’t make up the intended sentiment.
The price of getting away with murder is enough money being spent.

It’s nothing new that true history has not previously fed —
It’s just quite remarkable that it’s what the sitting prez said.

Yes-Yes! This Stuff Right Here is a sum that I could not make up.
If I did you’d cry fiction and tell me to wake the crux up.

I’m awake. Are you?
Let your intentions be true.

I need you to come through, to be encouraged with no fear.
I’m Qui
Imploring you to read up on the VOTE, and go to the polls
to change-up This Stuff Right Here.

Learn & Laugh, a little:

Camels HUMP

In Communication, Griot, Networking, News, Politics, Self Improvement on December 13, 2017 at 4:30 am

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A new camel.

Doug Jones humped-up on a win last night.
A-L dispelled any hint of disconnect in sight.

It was a pretty tight race. I tuned in and out.
I woke up this morning to hear Alabamians shout:

WE HAVE COLLECTIVELY CHOSEN DOUG JONES!
I know many voted otherwise – I don’t think that you’re wrong.

Though I’m glad we’re turning a new corner in this reality song.
We’re looking at things differently – perhaps our unity is still strong.

We are all Americans and we are our best when we stick together.
It’s good to reveal we prefer to heal – still birds of the same feather.

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Alabama has a new Jones.

As the cold weather moves into atmosphere, o’ isn’t it clever
that we would find warmth in decency and voting together.

Congratulations Alabama for speaking up and showing face
and proving to the rest of the world that you, alone will call your fate.

Today is a beautiful day. We all woke up alive.
Viva la Hump Day. I’m happy to embrace the Jones vibe.

Virginia started something; it’s a reckoning and it’s loud.
I’m Qui
Happy about it – oui! To be  an American, I’m feeling proud.

ALL IN

In Communication, News, Self Improvement, Video on June 30, 2017 at 5:00 am

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Are you in?

Okay, I’ll be quick, because I have a lot to say,
I’ll start with Trumps tweet about Mika bleeding from the face.

What is up with him, women and blood? Dare I say a fascination?
I’ve no nasty counter words to render him into degradation.

I just don’t and would it really matter?
His base has supported him through countless nasty chatter.

It would truly be less than intelligent to argue with that man.
Unfortunately, it’s becoming easy to tune-out the leader of the land.

I’ll tell ya something else, since we’re chatting it up,
When it comes to 24-hour news: DO NOT TURN UP.

It’s not good for us; it never changes a thang’
To wallow in reality, this surreal strange.

So don’t!
Early on this year, I promised: I won’t.

I frequent outside, I hit the playgrounds,
I laugh at goofy jokes, to keep my humor sound.

I fancy indulging in an ice cream cone from Cold Stone.
And I do so with friends. What’s having all the fun alone?

Don’t do it!  Thus, I don’t.
Regardless the day of the week – I just won’t.

Time is short and is ours to spend
I vote we come together and work on our “mend.”

Work on reacquainting with our neighbors and friends and start some chatter,
About the world, what’s going on, where we stand and what matters.

Remember backyard Barbeques and house parties alike?
Remember when politics wasn’t squit and you had a life?

Friday is a good day to get back to it.
If someone says “let’s watch the news“… Just don’t do it.

Go outside and play, go hang out with family and friends,
If you love your job like I do, work overtime and make some ends.

I’m taking the weekend off, I have a funeral in Texas to attend,
I’m Qui
Happy Friday to thee, I was serious about working on our united “mend.”

Are you in?

Where is the love

In Communication, Griot, Music, Networking, News, Self Improvement, Video on December 15, 2016 at 10:53 am

we-are-in-this-togetherThe world is acting like “UNITY is key and we refuse to let it go,”
but collectively we aren’t blasting in-your-face coverage on #Aleppo.

The spot is violently hot and even tho
there’s been a cease fire, it ain’t over — yo.

THE NEWS… I don’t want it no mo’.
They pick and choose what they want to show

Headline RATINGS generating? — I don’t know.
But enough about me – what about #Aleppo?


Oooooo!

Anywho yo – I was up at a leisure hour today
because yesterday started early and I was committed to #Slay.

I did. I worked all day.
So much so, I had not a thing to say
on #HumpDay.

Though when a lone moment caught me, CupCakeChique was on the vent
and expressed to me the concerns of her heart and how her thoughts are spent:

My heart is with Aleppo right now. I was shaken to the core to think
that humanity, love, unity and hatred are lumped up into one septic sink.’

Surely I parapharsed her passionate rage; for it went on and on
That’s when Roberta Flack came to mind and the “WHERE IS THE LOVE” song.

CupCakeChique is new to world events, for she is not even 21.
Her eyes wide and full-teeth smile she thought adulthood would be more fun.

She yearned to learn about lifes mysteries under the ‘grown-folks’ sun.
Instead she’s seeing tyranny and holy respect for “the bully pulpit and the gun.”

THE NEWS — I don’t want none. No satellite news is in my home.
Because I talk to the ones I love – the ‘exact sentiments’ make it into my dome.

Good morning sweetheart, I’m home. I’m grounded and vibrating higher.
I don’t accept the lose or yield defeat my choose – I am ordered by a higher sire.

I PRAY.

No — Prayer is not magic, politics, a bill or a law
But it’s what I’ll use to talk to God, to push through the ‘hem and haw.’

You remember Hem and Haw? We talked of them a few days back.
I’m still Sniff and Scurry I move in a hurry – I ain’t studdin’ what you thought I’d lack. 🙂

Good morning dear family it is only 10:30 under the Arizona sun,
I’m Qui
Waking leisurely on this Thursday morning of opportunistic sums.

Mmmm, yum.
But can #Aleppo get some?

XO.

Data Matters TOO

In Communication, Griot, Networking, News, Video on July 13, 2016 at 2:52 am

blondieWhen I was little I did not know that I was “Black” until my big sister told me. The information was divulged when I was about 5 or 6 and I had a homework assignment to draw a picture of what I wanted to be when I grew up. I was in my bedroom that evening doing my darnedest to draw BLONDIE. My sister, (who is only 3 years older than me) took it upon herself to inform me that I was Black and could never be “Blondie.” — Today I look back on that day and I laugh my head off. I can’t believe I didn’t know that I was Black. Now that I think about it my parents never told me that I was Black. 😀 They did tell me that everyone was my brother and sister and that we looked different but were all the same. The words white and black – never came out of their mouths. I was raised Catholic and went to Catholic school, again – it never came up. I honestly didn’t know and when my sister delivered the news she did it with a smirk. What a jab. I didn’t know whether to be mad that I was Black or that she knew first and I didn’t. I wasn’t sure what “Black” meant, but I could tell it was something “smirky.” Later I would find out about my history and the struggles and about the dual law system and societal differences and about the not so distant social rejections (Whites Only dining, water fountains, etc).

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I’m the cutie in the white fur coat. Of course, darling. 😀

My parents are the coolest memory of the ’70’s – that I have. They were easy going, had suave house parties with hanging beads and the likes. We traveled a lot as a family beyond my fathers USAF assignments, we laughed a lot, lived in awesome communities and had fun. I loved those days! My parents told us that we could grow up to be anything we wanted to be because we were equal– of course. It felt like THANKS to all of the marching in the 60’s and the many, many lives lost — that America had taken a turn to end racial division and that equality and unity were in progress. I believed them. They gave me hope. Then I graduated from high school, then college, had kids and remained hopeful, still. My peers of all races seemed to be on the same page of unity as myself (+/-) – – or so I thought.

My children have now graduated from high school and are in college and not much has changed in the Civil Rights column. What happened? Did my peers raise racist kids while telling me they were color blind and loved my children like their own? I’d like to say, NO they did not!  But then there’s DATA. Unchanged Data…

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And with that, I don’t know what else to say.
The TURK has put it all on the plate today.

He rewound historical time to show you the views of yesterday.
He fast forwarded to today and the same kind of RACISM is in play.

What am I to think, what am I to do?
I can’t be Blondie, but can my life matter too?

I have a 3-year old g-daughter and she knows nothing about hate.
She’d take off in a sprint if I addressed her on topic: RACE.

But not before saying, “Get on your mark, get set, ready – GO!”
She’s a chip off the block of her athletic Uncle Joe.

She’s got great speed and agility traits,
but she has no idea she’s a target for hate because of her race.

She has no idea that it’s been this way for centuries.
AMERICA – stop saying RACISM doesn’t exist and prove that YOU SEE ME.

Prove that you care for civil rights and equal rights for all men,
by pressing play on the video and thinking things through again.

#DataMatters TOO