Oh here. Now.
This could or could be a post no one cares for too much. I don't need to remind you that this is just an opinion. If you absolutely must quote me at anytime just understand I cannot follow up because I already did by this blog.
All peeps gotta do when venturing on my sanctity is to remember that we all have these things called opinions. I'm no different. If you prefer, I'm going to state the reason for this blog first below, and then you can decide if you want to read the rest.
I DO NOT want Reppy Deffy.
Don't know what it is? I'm talking about Reparations. In order to construct this blog today, that's all you need to know and you do not need to hear or read my reasons or my philosophy even though I'm gonna write it anyway.
Lets begin....for real.
In order for me to wrap my head around the magnitude of reparations, I must rename it to Reppy Deffy, but will use reparations interchangeably.
Yeah, I would refuse it. I just don't want it. Its me standing alone here probably and I'm not a stranger to that. With all due respect, I must refuse. Again, its just my opinion.
I would not be able to take the Reppy Deffy without insisting that All people of color, including indigenous receive the same equal amounts.
Lets say we people of color get 50 bags of gold, if you are mixed, you should get 25 bags of gold, for every person? That's a lot of gold.
1) Do you really want it?
2) If so, is twenty five to fifty bags enough?
3) If not, how else can you collect the payment?
4) Are you sure the above 25-50 reference is feasible?
5) Where will it come from?
6) Would you be willing to pay $125 for a bottle of milk or is the current pricing more to your liking?
7)Do you know who will pay for the cost?
8) Do you care?
9) You should care. (That's not a question).
I) To ask a "White man" to cut a check is the same as asking a "Black man" to cut a check. Its just insulting and degrading to the cause and the idea of Reppy Deffy. That's not what its all about. There are other unnameable references no one wants to talk about. Until that's addressed, it still remains a fact that, I would refuse the Reppy Deffy even if it was addressed.
II) Can I curse on here? no I won't. This is my blog that I consider to be sanctified, so I can't use any insults or use it to degrade anyone since its a percentage of my voice besides my music and writing.
But if I believe that all Blacks and Indigenous people are owed, then I must also believe that someone owes someone and its a possibility that the "ower" cannot pay for whatever reason. Therefore, anybody owes somebody, and somebody owes everybody which can be everybody, so who's anybody huh? Tell me who?
III) I know that this will sound un "okay" but I can't hold this one back. I respect my congressional folks, all of you because we all live in this country and contribute to the world, and I am impartial when it comes to my defense and who deserves it, I cannot help that part about me, but to say "We gave you a Black president"....trust me I understand the sentiment.....but its just not enough.
That statement alone dehumanizes the entire concept of reparations. In my opinion, to elect someone, and then wait until they are out of the office they serve, then to dehumanize their work whatever it may be, makes a statement like that unhelpful in every way I can think of. It means you cannot comprehend, or are not interested in understanding the reasons for the Reppy Deffy convo in the first place.
IV) Don't you think in some way God has a hand in selecting our presidents and leaders? With that question, here is another: Don't you think God is in the people and gives us the power to appoint the people to lead us collectively?
V) The world does tune in slightly, to see what's happening in America. What up?
I hope you can understand that no amount of monies, no amount of bags of gold, nothing at all can bring back the lives that humanity has lost during slavery, and the wars of slavery, all world wars. Its novel though.
Can we give reparations back to the one true son of God Jesus? He was the one hanging up their innocently bleeding from holes put in his body by his own fellow humans. And he would still refuse it. He cannot accept by default, he would never have asked, and because I know this from my heart, I must also refuse it. What he would want is for us to probably stop predetermining our worth so much.
Category C part 1 of my refusal.
One of the main reasons why I would refuse Reppy Deffy is this fact that I hold dear to me. I believe with impunity, that "By the sweat of your brow you shall eat bread." So again, I must refuse, because even if someone came to me and handed me a check and said its for reparations, I would ask, is it from my work? did you purchase something of mine from this website? how so? when? where? if the answer is "no, here is just money," I cannot accept.
It would have to come from a place of legitimacy for me to be okay with taking it. By legitimacy, I mean, is that from my product? as a result of my productivity in the here and now? I would refuse anything otherwise from the past as I only like writing about that in fiction novels or poetry or watching a movie or Art in general.
Category D part 2 of my refusal.
The last and main reason why I would refuse reparations is this....its a "conscientious destiny." No one can make anyone care about a cause if they don't want to. And for that reason, the argument of reparations is broken and must stay that way because we deserve to have it stay broken.
We deserve to debate this over and over until exhaustion, and then some. We deserve to be stuck with the legacy. Its ours, both beginners and enders all over the world. Its one of those arguments that simply cannot be fixed because it happened already. That's okay peoples. Remember that its quite okay to have this broken argument. You are allowed to be mad and engage your leaders. Its how it should be. Non violent though. To be violent with your leaders and lawmakers is dehumanize the argument of Reppy Deffy. And we are humans, so lets stay this way shall we. Live more.
Soooooooooooo....... We can improve our payback system though by:
a) Expanding the programs that already exist.
b) Check your humanitarian crisis so that people can be paid for their laboring whether it be for gold, oil, metals, cloth, food or whatever resources they are supplying fairly.
c) Preserve the planet more and more and more. If the planet dies, so do we.
d) Prison reform. (This one is up to our law makers and law enforcement) Fullstop.
d) Educate, period
Deep in our hearts we already know that Reppy Deffy contains sacrifices that cannot be repaid. To deny that is to deny your own existence. But more than that, in my opinion, to demand payment for a sacrifice is to declare that sacrifice null and void, therefore it would not be a sacrifice to begin with. Therefore by your own sweat and blood you shall eat bread and shall be rewarded. Get it? If you got up today and went to a job, or career, or anything at all that you labored for hopefully in good faith for your bread and butter, then you already decided how you want to be rewarded, even if you don't notice.
After I complete a writing project. Even during, I do a lot of reflection. This is my way of keeping my aura authentic. I have to translate that into writing, so meditation/reflection....you know...the works. What not.
That was a simple opening statement, what has really been on my mind almost all week was how a particular girl changed my life forever.
My first fiction book I read, was a four page book she wrote. Very neatly. I think we were 9 or 10. A school friend in Jamaica, gave me a book she wrote. I feel like that was it, the moment that changed my life forever.
In honesty, I spent a long time trying to figure out how a little kid came up with a perfect story. This might not sound important to you, but here I am.
Well, lets say, after she gave it to me and I read it, I tried to write stories that were as perfect as hers. She read all my efforts. "That's good. That's good too." she had said.
While, I gave her story after story, I think she knew, she was that good, and my stories just could not match. It must be the reason, I think of her almost every time I finish a project.
If I have ever given you the real reasons to my love of fiction works, well, here is another one.
I write fiction because, I consider life to be fractured. We are born to this, born into an impulsive and reckless beginning we can do zilch about. Now, that fracture, splits into other fractures that reverberate throughout lifetimes. Its not an unfamiliar concept.
But In my opinion, only the vibrations change .............................................. and even that may change.
I'd rather write about the fictional scenarios, because it serves me better to see how many ways I can make a reader guess. It serves me, to expand an imagined, fractured scenario.
Scenarios vary by characters, and characters vary by fractured lifetimes compressed into just one moment each time I write another scenario. How can I make my audience remember to ask themselves something they have never asked themselves before?
That is all you will get out of my art. By the way, this is again, warming you up to my writing. My first lessons in reading are Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys.
Since I'm a lover of romance, its only fair that I mix reporter/detective........into, "love," then report that detective. I've also read a book called Sheisty, I think that's how its spelt. I borrowed the book from my friend who at the time was into reading just like me. We traded barbs about whose books were better. Like I said, she had her thing and I had mine, but I was willing to give her thing a try.
I only took the book so that I can divert to something new since my books always consisted of romance and/or mystery, then I couldn't put it down. This is an example of don't judge a book by its cover.
I find most people struggle with self acceptance. Have you ever asked yourself, what it is? Take yourself and all your fractures and just sit with it and tell yourself it is what it is? Can you do that? Do you have what it takes? You see, your scenarios and your fractures are only half of self acceptance. The other half is completely you and no one can accept you....for you.
Enough about me. "Debatior" was cooler for me to put in the title instead of "Debate."
What I'm about to say, may not come off well. But this is free advice. We live here don't we? Did you awake? Good, so did I.
Here is the other part of this blog I should have started with, but you know, its my blog so "mi" se some tings bout miself.....now to the real reasons for this particular blog.
How can you win an election?
Free advice remember? Anyone can use this if you find it interesting.
Since I'm not running for nothing, I have no interest whatsoever, I am a singer, a songwriter an artist, I wouldn't be giving you this advice if I planned anything at all. You would know. I would announce it here. This is my public work right here. I would take my own advice.
I'm not going to tell you which party I registered for that's personal.
1) Take a good, long, look at yourself. Guess yourself out first. What are your weak points? What have you done? Be honest. Make your strong points stand out more than your weak points and only you have the ability to do that.
2) Take a good, long look at your opponents/candidates. (Be blessed all of you) What have they done?
3) Who are your opponents opponents? Really. It might behoove you to not miss this one.
hhhhhhhhhhhhh, I took a breath. Remember here, I look at things rather impartially. Not sure if that's good or bad. I just want to be fair with my advice to any persons this might help.
4) What is their plan?
5) What is your plan for their plan?
6) What is your plan B for their plan B and C which they will have. You need to take your plans all the way to Z if necessary.
7) You'll need another plan after Z just in case your opponent thought of this.
8) Now, is there anything in their plan that you feel you can resonate better? Didn't see their plan yet? Well the fact that they are running is their plan. They will have several aces, you can't afford to take the seriousness of the situation for granted. It's a presidential office. Its massive. They know it and so do you.
9) From time to time, try to remind yourself why they absolutely do not deserve it more than you. The reason why you need to reflect on that is because they are doing the same. Telling themselves they deserve it more than you? Is that the case? You need to make sure it is not the case, which is why you will reflect from time to time why they do not deserve it more than you do.
10) Your authority, none of you, you cannot allow your opponent to call you out without having a solid "come hither" ......I'm joking, you just need to be able to defend yourself and your authority. You are running for a presidential office, you've been vetted a fraction of the way already. You're already authorized to begin by will of the people.
11) I could list some more, but if you think the above will help you, it probably will not. Because the rest is up to you and no one can change that but you. No one can make a case like you right? its why you're running? You deserve it.
So be honest if you can.
12) Negative attacks that are personal only works for the moment. A little while. Be careful with that. After that, where is your substance? I mean your plan. Negative attacks are only to be used if absolutely must, its a fine line...so use your discretion.
I want to write about an opportunity I missed a long time ago because I was....well. I shouldn't call myself that, but there is no other word for it. I was ...um..... "ignorant." There.
Yes, way back when, in the era of laundromats and things that are less popular now, I was at a laundromat and a girl next to me kept reading and laughing to herself.
As a person who reads a thing or two sometimes, I was interested in finding what she found so funny on this arduous day. She turned to me suddenly and asks, "have you ever read this guy?"
I looked, and I told her no as I was not interested in receiving her message. I didn't know who he was. But after she mentioned him, I continued to hear his name in books, mentioned almost everywhere in religious and spiritual circles.
She told me "Girl....you need to get a book, this person is amazing."
I nodded and told her yeah...okay.
She went on to read and laugh and enjoy the book, her energy was so positive, that because of that moment, I am writing about it now. This is the perfect opportunity to mention this on my blog.
This is not a paid endorsement of any kind. I already told you I was not going to sell nothing on my blog. I can only, come on here, and give you gifts in the way of positive vibes.
Anyway, the day was hot, I did not want to be there, all I wanted was for my clothes to dry so I can go. I wasn't in the best mood, but just her vibes, it really made me think that she was crazy. Many years later, now I look back, I hope she stays as blessed in as many ways as possible and I know that she is very blessed.
She was reading, and for the first time this is when I heard this name.
T. D Jakes.
Don't forget it. I didn't. And while we are at it, I want to mention Tutu. I will get around to buying a book or two from any of these gentlemen. I'm putting their names because you need to have it. My spiritual journey was something else, all our journeys have a life of their own, so even though I have none of the gentlemen's books above yet.......that was yet....
I do have others that have the same message.
I hope you have a wonderful summer. May you be blessed and the abundance you seek be your guiding light. That's how I found myself again. The lessons you learn along the way are more important than where you are at in your current position.
So, I wrote another book. The book I am coming out with is fiction. I've said before that I am a fiction writer too. Not just a musician. The category of art has no bounds. I celebrate that proudly by being who I am. Don't over analyze the book if you ever see it published. And don't get your hopes up if you see or don't see it published. Its just a book to enjoy like all fiction books.
Its possible you may or may not like it. Its possible that it can't get published, or the publisher may not be able to publish for a reason. Either way I will try to make sure it gets to you one way or the other.
I like it. But I can't guarantee you will be able to read it and that's just me being honest. I do have more music and books coming, so I get pretty busy, especially when deciding which project to finish in between parenthood.
Do check my website or my social media as I would post there as well. My book is not a spiritual book, its geared towards adults only. 21 and over please. I hope to bring you a few books, I can't change how I write, if you like it you do, if you don't my bad.
Go be blessed.
Happy Monday if you happen to visit my blog. This time, I have two posts to share with you so this is one of two. This one and the one after this.
Is a Joke. Even though it may sound humorous I am very serious about this one. This is an important post for me to write. Let's begin.
Okay. Here goes.
A foot rub, a really good one can rejuvenate your nerves, your senses, it relaxes you and this is healthy. Foot rubs should not be done for more than three to five minutes in my opinion. If you can, you should do it at least three times a week. Be careful and as gentle as you can be with the insoles. It can even be done while meditating.
Besides my immediate family, there are only two people outside of my family that I would give a foot rub to.
One is the J guy. You know who I'm talking about, but just in case you mistake me, the J guy for this post is a Palestinian Jew. He had twelve disciples and I hope I am forgiven for just referring to the king of kings as the J guy......
Anyway, J guy got his feet rubbed by one woman named Mary. After her, I would have been next. If she said something to me like why are you here? or no you can't, I'd tell her a few choice words.
But I wouldn't have to, because she would let me. It would be both of us, giving the Messiah's feet the best rub he would get. And since I wasn't there, only Mary Magdalene got the honor. If I lived in that time, there would have been no greater honor. None at all.
His name is Jesus, so I guess I don't have to beg forgiveness after all.
The second person.
A few words before I reveal the name.
This person cannot let anyone close to them other than family. So as a commoner, I would have no chance. That's why I'm saying it. Because I know that to be royal is very special, I already know that security and protection for them is too solid. That's good. I'm too common, I have no title, I'm just a nobody. But I would rub the the Queen's feet.
This is how it would be done, I'd get her a comfortable chair, the best lazy boy, I'd let her read or talk and reminisce about knights! and castles, I'm sure those stories take on a life of their own.
While rubbing her feet, I'd listen. Or, she doesn't have to talk at all if she didn't want to. I know I shouldn't probably be saying this, but I do mean it. There would have to be no one in the room, absolutely no one but me and her (yeah right....wishful thinking) She would not allow that. Her guards will not allow that. But that's how it would have to be for me though. And since I know that's next to impossible, I suffice to write about it.
I can't get to her, so don't worry, that's why I wrote it so everyone knows if they happen to read this blog.
So now you know the above two people are the only people outside of my family I would be honored to do that for.
Secretly, this post might just be my favorite post. Because its a serious one. Then again, I like them all.....
Stiude - is for Students just for short and title ornaments.
It was like this. When I entered college, I had big dreams. That's how it is. I saw everything in a straight, perfect line. I was going to get everything from As to Bs, my professors are all going to like me.
At the start of my college years waaaay back whenever, I was going to be better. I wanted validation for something, motherhood maybe, womanhood, possibly.
All of the above? Well. I guess.
No one was going to tell me I couldn't do it.
And then life did happen. As it does for all of us. For my straight line, I now saw gaps I didn't expect to have to find a way to fill. I lost my way again and again, I was in the darkness about how aid worked. It just was not working out like I wanted. I was behind, in classes. Two years turned to threeeeee..... (Oh my). I was pretty sure when I heard about community college by the way....I read "two years college,"
That it would be actually a solid truly truly 2 (years).
It took me three and a half years probably.
Yes, that is how long it took me to finish Community College, even maybe say three and a half if you add the breaks I definitely needed. No one tells you that. I will. Now you know. I wasn't as fast as some who graduated on time. To complain about it stretching longer should not be an option for you if you really want to finish what you started.
I got stuck by math (but I learned), I got stuck by debt (but I don't regret it and never will), I got stuck by Bio, just for the record....I'll explain this one briefly.
Its the single most poignant reason I decided against the healthcare field. Besides the fact that I'm an artist and can't be anything other. You see, at one point between atoms and whatever else, my professor told me I was failing. We battled that. Together. I passed. Maybe during those exams where she saw some of us were struggling, she knew that work was (................................................) hhrd.
She was a doctor, so she did it already. Anyway I passed. Don't ask me how. It was a miracle. With her help. Good. Onward.
What's personally indigenous to you? Is it art, music, writing, cooking, anything? everything? most things? nothing?
Like studying. That's something.
If you haven't added studying to your indigenous list, you should. We're all students of life. I can tell you that in college, no one is going to hand nothing to you. Also some professors will wait for you to have the audacity to give them shoddy work and then complain when they fail you. They already passed their stuff remember?
You are just not going to like all your professors and they are all not going to like you. I learned that one, almost asap.
If you're life line in school evaporated like mine did, and took me forever to fix meaning longer classes and the such, remember many of us have been there and still made it.
There's a name for us. But I'm not going to say it here, you have to figure that out. The name you get when you have finished, or title. That's another list you want to get on.
Have I failed classes.
You have no idea.
I mixed my education with raising my kids, (I had help from their dad too.) But as the main caretaker, I did raise my children and go to school and had a full-time job overnight. For a long time.
Did you hear that?
That means you students have no excuses.
Are you in between wondering if you should shift to online classes? I did both. There is no shame.
Briefly on that.
Don't be discouraged if you have to start somewhere and end somewhere else.
My traditional classes where I drove or took the bus to school were full of excitement. I met great professors, had the rich feeling of having my school peers answer questions, debate in classes, disagree, agree to disagree, discuss stuff. Being there was hectic, but now I look back, I realize how lucky I am.
Being online to me, is the same way. Except you are on your own. Make no mistake, if you find a reputable online school you are comfortable with, just understand that everything is just mostly online, even teachers have to use online.
So either way you are going to learn something online. Professors are strict there as well, because there is no one to help you much, you are having to figure it out on your own. And if they see that you haven't formatted your work, they will fail you. They have to match it up with their own guidelines, which means match it up with another work, and find it wanting? or is it good enough to pass just like the work they are matching it up with? The same criteria that already passed elsewhere.
I have failed more classes online than I have in traditional classes. They have a quota they have to fill, and because they have to make up for not being in a traditional setting, the work can be a lot more difficult.
With that said, I loved my online classes too. I am honored to have done both and can talk about it.
There are several ways to pick a career.
1) You just pick one. And stick to it. No matter what.
2) You let one pick you.
3) You do both, which is still picking one and letting one pick you.
4) You quit.
Surprisingly, that's still something. Don't beat up on yourself because its not for you. Its not for everyone and that's the truth.
5) Don't over address or over-use yourself too much.
College is supposed to be rewarding, not stressful, strike a balance somewhere.
6) Revisit your "Objective,"
I mean the reason you started. Why are you there? I wish I had revisited my objectives much more often. That's why I'm telling you. At the start of every school year or term, you need to figure out something........... Only you can decide what that is, and then you need to take one positive away from what you figured out no matter what it is.
I cannot explain 1-6 much more except in my terms. Only you can find your way like I had to. Like all the others who have been where you are at. I found that my objective was to learn, to study. That's not a career. An objective is more like a "point" you are making.
Did you learn anything at all from this post? Are you sure?
Are you interested in what I learned at all? I'm just going to tell you anyway.
I learned way too much and not enough.
My name is Tracy and welcome to my site and blog page. Thanks for stopping by. On this page I will try to catalogue some things or pivotal moments I feel have made me who I am. There may even be moments that are not so pivotal but more like a muse, a funny memory or otherwise. Be warned though, I may take things off, I may re-edit or remove things. If you happen to read something and it isn't here anymore, its because I am either re-editing, or getting ready to add something else. Also, some of the things I say on here may be understandable and some may not, and sometimes I may not blog or add anything for a while. It's okay with me if you don't understand me or what I write, I mean no ill will in my words or what I write so don't take it personal if it offends you that's just not my aim. My blog or this page is created for me, and for my fans or anyone who wants to come on here and read what I write.