Published Writings
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God is He. He is in Me. He is Power. He is the Wisdom. He is Direct. He is the Judge. He is a Protector. He is Balanced. He is Authoritative. He is Independent. He moves with the initiatives with a target. He is a Provider. He provides wealth for the soul that money can’t
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My Black Woman: Malcolm X spoke the blues in front of the media news in ‘62. “A black woman is the most disrespected, unprotected, neglected, woman in America.” Read between the lines to understand the clues of the subliminal message. It’s not fair. You received cruelty to see us be divided from unity. We can’t
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What is your origin? What are your objectives? What is your format? What is your future? What is your passion? What is your process? What is your depth? What makes you different? What is your sound? What is your demeanor? What are your fears? What causes the flowing tears to ignite a burning desire? How
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Dear Black Woman, Where do I start? I’m not trying to be a star. This is my final straw to get this off of my chest to express, to digest this depress weight in writing. Life can be a desert. Seeing an expectancy being dried up on a plate for a wasted dessert. Trustworthy can
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This is a Blessing from Heaven above, a love that’s pure like a dove. Creation from God exalts the Godly in you and me, to present the big picture that’s not so haughty. The attraction how our blood flows that circulate our heart and hormones in our testosterone is nothing to be naughty in shame.
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Everyone says Be You; But there is a cost to Be You. What are you willing to lose to Be You? What are you willing to gain to Be You? What’s in high demand to be a leading leader hand chosen by God to make a life time decision? What’s the supply you are willing
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The Newness have left me clueless. Like a new kite leads me to new heights You have a new car, a new career, a new place to tie your shoe laces where your feet lands call home. But with all that control in your midst, there’s always a question of the unseen flow of a
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Wisdom. ˈwɪzdəm. wistuom. When there is wisdom, there is a open window to awaken me from my sleep to see the ray of light of the big picture outside my sight. When there is wisdom, there is love; because wisdom is pregnant by love. How can you have wisdom when you don’t have love to
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I love the calming sensation I feel radiating inside of me, when I’m in silence, alone and separated from the crowd, bowing my head down, with my eyes closed, submitting my psyche to the thoughts of the Most High God above me. What is he speaking to me? What does he think of me? What’s
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Focus is so prolific Let my eyes be wholistic. Let the Holy Spirit give me the drive to not slow down. This isn’t the time to back down, what’s down must come up by lifting my head for my eyes to look up. Focus. Let my arrows land right on the locus like a bulls
Transcend. Eminence. Renaissance. 