There Goes My Memory

I recall what it was now...

At the time this video was done, I had recently upgraded my floors. Replacing the peeling, decrepit vinyls tiles, I had mint green marble ceramic tiles laid. On this clip, I discovered how cool my slippers felt on the floors, for the first time.

Do you remember your first time? How about your last time? What was it like? Did you like or love it?

Did it make you cry - for joy? or loss. Either? Neither?



This video I call the "Cease All War Dance" which fits the camouflage outfit, right??



In a former life, I had a long ago lover who loved to love me, Baby. I don't know sometimes if I wanted it or even how to explain this video in terms that wont repulse some, delight others, confuse many...

So I wont go where your imaginations lead, since some knowledge is best left discovered.

Really, is it Rhetoric Rambling?

What I am about to say is not a shot in the foot or the arm, it's just my opinion.

As are most qualities, we all humans have them. Justified, logical, left wing, radical, disjointed and confused, we all have opinions.

Recently, I have come to terms with my own opinion about how the media entertainment industry impacts society. I had been aware of hegemony and how European qualities influences all parts of the global economy. My own inner conflicts are no less real because I am a darker shade on the paper bag test.

This past week, Kanye had one more chance to give African American culture someone to be proud of, and so has Serena Williams. On website blogs like Twitter, Facebook and other urban media pages, on news channels, in restaurants: were these two hot African American figures for conversation fodder.

Some fine White women in a New Orleans eatery say "$10,000 in fines are not enough for Serena's" mouthy censored tirade at the 2009 US Open.






She's a natural Black woman. She's a tough, intense athlete. Others make jokes about Kanye's constant rude bufoonery and interruptions.

Still, when I witness prejudice in my daily circumstances, this causes me to stop and stare for a moment. The events I recall are real and though I have no solid answer, I recognize this one thing: The conversations must not stop. We have to continue to discuss this, perhaps driving it into the ground. Any ethnic group I discuss, I personally consider due to my generalizations based on my experience, my own American history, and effects of the African diaspora.

• Does The Black Race Shun Their Blackness?
• Does The Dominant European Society Fear Self Identity?
• If Race is Not The Answer, Is It A Valid Question?
• The N-word is fashionable, but what about the KKK ?

Certain people are given opportunity to reveal injustices and truth. When the best and most noble of people are given the responsibility to clearly lead discussions and open channels of communication, it is imperative to take the mark and go.

Ready to Dive in This Discussion??

The Upside Of Weight Loss - Bouncing in New Orleans - MJ Remix

The is the upside of how some of my video clips began.

I created this recent one with my extra pounds with the aid of my videographer, #RIP DJ Poundizzle . A new music phase I digging, though not a new genre, is New Orleans Bounce. Hear this Michael Jackson flavored bounce tune that I'm using to shed pounds by increasing my heart rate a couple of times per day.

I've done it once, not so much like a yo yo diet, per se. This time, I have learned as a Family Nurse Practitioner some of the evidence based methods of weight management, psychology and body image, and public health population change theories.

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Here I Am When I'm About to Sleep

I'm a Black Voodu Princess
This is the entrance to a division of my secret palace

My father was a knife carrying Creole man and so was my mom
Here is my photo. Together, they made a union, I call "Tastee"

I live in a place
where Lovers, Love
where Players, Play
and where Haters, Hate