Have you ever loved or wanted someone outside of your religion?
I have a lot of reading to do, but I do know where I stand with dating and marriage...If he does not know God, than I will not marry him. Been there done that. I am not willing to risk anything. Friends yes, but to marry, no.
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
Warning: Topic Is Sensitive!!!!
I use caution with this topic, but I must admit, I am a bit tired of hearing certain groups talk about how oppressed and isolated they feel, but I wonder what they are doing to "end" discrimination.
This is going to be a rant. So be prepared...
I have been attending different poetry events, and I notice with most of the nights, that certain diverse groups feel the need to "angrily" and "aggressively" share how they are still mad at how Black people are treated in schools, and gays cannot get over just how "unjust" this so called "cultural" place called Halifax is. I am wondering if this is becoming a mental thing and when we will stop hurting ourselves and just live life? We only live it once yet we seem to be choosing a not so nice way to live.
Why be angry all the time? It's mentioned in Stomp The Yard, (One of my favorite and best dance movies out there) that "losing is a state of mind". How much longer can we be in this state until something happens? We act like we are still being treated like slaves, when I know for a fact that that time is over. So why can't we move on? We have movies that still talk about issues between Blacks and Whites, Hispanics, and Whites, Latino's and Blacks, we forget that all minorities were oppressed and that it was not just the Blacks, Hispanic, Latino, and women.
Each group has had to fight for centuries to be heard. And while there are still some issues we must admit that we have come a long way. But what I do not get is how we manage to still treat each other like we do not have love for each other?
For a group that was isolated and ignored for years you would think that they know what it feels like and just accept people for who they are. What you are does not matter, God knows who and what we are but we as people, as easy as it is to judge, I am learning not to anymore. We have no right to make another person feel like they are not human because of the choice that we made. Why do I need your permission to be something? Only God knows, and only God can judge.
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
Jews had to fight, Christians had to fight, and still do, and in many countries they are killed for believing in God yet they will not step down. Nobody likes being told that their God does not exist, or that they cannot dress like a
This is going to be a rant. So be prepared...
I have been attending different poetry events, and I notice with most of the nights, that certain diverse groups feel the need to "angrily" and "aggressively" share how they are still mad at how Black people are treated in schools, and gays cannot get over just how "unjust" this so called "cultural" place called Halifax is. I am wondering if this is becoming a mental thing and when we will stop hurting ourselves and just live life? We only live it once yet we seem to be choosing a not so nice way to live.
Why be angry all the time? It's mentioned in Stomp The Yard, (One of my favorite and best dance movies out there) that "losing is a state of mind". How much longer can we be in this state until something happens? We act like we are still being treated like slaves, when I know for a fact that that time is over. So why can't we move on? We have movies that still talk about issues between Blacks and Whites, Hispanics, and Whites, Latino's and Blacks, we forget that all minorities were oppressed and that it was not just the Blacks, Hispanic, Latino, and women.
Each group has had to fight for centuries to be heard. And while there are still some issues we must admit that we have come a long way. But what I do not get is how we manage to still treat each other like we do not have love for each other?
For a group that was isolated and ignored for years you would think that they know what it feels like and just accept people for who they are. What you are does not matter, God knows who and what we are but we as people, as easy as it is to judge, I am learning not to anymore. We have no right to make another person feel like they are not human because of the choice that we made. Why do I need your permission to be something? Only God knows, and only God can judge.
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
Jews had to fight, Christians had to fight, and still do, and in many countries they are killed for believing in God yet they will not step down. Nobody likes being told that their God does not exist, or that they cannot dress like a
Poem called Love
August 27th, 2011
Completed Sept 12th, 2011
Noun: A profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
Verb: To have a profoundly tender, passionate affection for (another person).
You fell for her eyes, her smile, her hips, lips, and how she kissed
You fell for her skin, her hair, how she walked, and her flare
You fell for her voice, her tone, her caring side, and her strong bones
You fell for her motivation, her determination, her love for creation, and her strength to help a whole nation
She fell for your eyes, your smile, your lips, and how you kissed
She fell for your skin, your touch, how you walked, and your love so much
She fell for your voice, your tone, your strong strides, and your strong bones
She fell for your perseverance, adherence, appearance, and your coherence
The way you made her feel
Was a feeling only a man could provide
She trusted his body, his mind, and his heart
He trusted her voice, her soul, and allowed her to her part
She trusted his history, his culture, and his views
He trusted her knowledge, her education, and enjoyed listening to her blues
She trusted him to caress and protect
While he trusted her to be just be perfect
Not super model size
But the right kind of woman in his eyes
Because thats what she meant to him
She trusted him, and defended him
He trusted her, and stood up for her
See
Love is not about hurting one and making one cry
But holding her close and drying her eyes
Love is not about tearing her apart
But helping find the glue to put back her heart
Love should not be when he hits her and she fears him
But love should be when she needs him and he desires her
Love is an action not to be abused
Though because of the media, the word is misused
I we looked to the past, and looked in our lives
We would see that love is about being true and not telling lies
My parents taught me honor, strength, and being true
Never giving up no matter how badly you were through
You made a commitment, now honor your words
You promised not just her, but her family too
That you would stick by her whether she is gang-green or blue
Make a promise, one you know you can keep
Promise to honor her values, and let your love run deep
You fell for her eyes, her smile, her hips, lips, and how she kissed
You fell for her skin, her hair, how she walked, and her
You fell for her voice, her tone, her caring side, and her strong bones
You fell for her motivation, her determination, her love for creation, and her strength to help a whole nation
She fell for your eyes, your smile, your lips, and how you kissed
She fell for your skin, your touch, how you walked, and your love so much
She fell for your voice, your tone, your strong strides, and your strong bones
She fell for your perseverance, adherence, appearance, and your coherence
You both fell for love because that's what you both deserved
You both fell for each other, now work hard to be preserved
Completed Sept 12th, 2011
Noun: A profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
Verb: To have a profoundly tender, passionate affection for (another person).
You fell for her eyes, her smile, her hips, lips, and how she kissed
You fell for her skin, her hair, how she walked, and her flare
You fell for her voice, her tone, her caring side, and her strong bones
You fell for her motivation, her determination, her love for creation, and her strength to help a whole nation
She fell for your eyes, your smile, your lips, and how you kissed
She fell for your skin, your touch, how you walked, and your love so much
She fell for your voice, your tone, your strong strides, and your strong bones
She fell for your perseverance, adherence, appearance, and your coherence
The way you made her feel
Was a feeling only a man could provide
She trusted his body, his mind, and his heart
He trusted her voice, her soul, and allowed her to her part
She trusted his history, his culture, and his views
He trusted her knowledge, her education, and enjoyed listening to her blues
She trusted him to caress and protect
While he trusted her to be just be perfect
Not super model size
But the right kind of woman in his eyes
Because thats what she meant to him
She trusted him, and defended him
He trusted her, and stood up for her
See
Love is not about hurting one and making one cry
But holding her close and drying her eyes
Love is not about tearing her apart
But helping find the glue to put back her heart
Love should not be when he hits her and she fears him
But love should be when she needs him and he desires her
Love is an action not to be abused
Though because of the media, the word is misused
I we looked to the past, and looked in our lives
We would see that love is about being true and not telling lies
My parents taught me honor, strength, and being true
Never giving up no matter how badly you were through
You made a commitment, now honor your words
You promised not just her, but her family too
That you would stick by her whether she is gang-green or blue
Make a promise, one you know you can keep
Promise to honor her values, and let your love run deep
You fell for her eyes, her smile, her hips, lips, and how she kissed
You fell for her skin, her hair, how she walked, and her
You fell for her voice, her tone, her caring side, and her strong bones
You fell for her motivation, her determination, her love for creation, and her strength to help a whole nation
She fell for your eyes, your smile, your lips, and how you kissed
She fell for your skin, your touch, how you walked, and your love so much
She fell for your voice, your tone, your strong strides, and your strong bones
She fell for your perseverance, adherence, appearance, and your coherence
You both fell for love because that's what you both deserved
You both fell for each other, now work hard to be preserved
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Is It Love? Or Is It Looks?
It's been a while since I said hi...
When you pick a partner, is it based on looks, or compatibility? Or both? Do you need someone who looks like Halle Berry or Beyonce? Or you want someone that talks like Michelle Obama, dresses like Kim Kardashian, (however ever you spell her name), and as a bonus can sing like Mariah Carey?
To be real, that is asking for someone that does not exist, because we are all made under God's eyes. Whether you believe in God or not, you parents were brought together by him, and he ensured that you were made a certain way. So if you were supposed to be a chubby baby, do not do weight watchers and end up like Jennifer Hudson or Raven Symone, or worse, Star Jones, people that were hit by the image of Hollywood, claim that they lost weight to be healthy, but they are now barely even wearing sizes that fit the shape of their body, simply because their body has little to no shape. I am not saying they are not beautiful, but we know that society expects certain standards from the people willing to take the risk and either raise their kids in a place filled with toxicity, or people dumb enough to do what it takes to be noticed, fall in love, and hope he does not leave you...
A bit off track, but I really want to know if looks matter or is it personality? Is he smart, can he cook? Does he like to travel and try new places to eat? Is he picky when it comes to how he dresses, whom he lets himself talk to, is he Baptist? Catholic? Does he believe in God and is he ambitious? There are so many things that we can ask the person we want to be with, but what are your thoughts?
Was choosing based on culture? Was it an arranged marriage? Was it for papers or you knew that they were it for you?
If traits mean more than looks, I think you stand a better chance of making it because you can have a Kardashian, gorgeous body, great hair, nice skin, but she could also be the dumbest person you ever met, and has no idea how to cook, clean, let alone drive if she was "catered" to as a child..You might want a Beyonce type, works hard, has a 10-15 year plan for her life, educated, has good morals and values, and is not letting society tell her what to do...And she did it right, she followed her plan, and it got her where she is. A good guy, finally expecting her first child, she is a music legend, and the world knows her as the woman who never gives up, but keeps going.
Anyway, I think you can have both, traits and looks, just be practical about both of them and remember there are things about yourself that are not so perfect but it is what you have in your heart that matters, and how you use your head.
Just some thoughts that have been with me for a few weeks.
Until next time:
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
When you pick a partner, is it based on looks, or compatibility? Or both? Do you need someone who looks like Halle Berry or Beyonce? Or you want someone that talks like Michelle Obama, dresses like Kim Kardashian, (however ever you spell her name), and as a bonus can sing like Mariah Carey?
To be real, that is asking for someone that does not exist, because we are all made under God's eyes. Whether you believe in God or not, you parents were brought together by him, and he ensured that you were made a certain way. So if you were supposed to be a chubby baby, do not do weight watchers and end up like Jennifer Hudson or Raven Symone, or worse, Star Jones, people that were hit by the image of Hollywood, claim that they lost weight to be healthy, but they are now barely even wearing sizes that fit the shape of their body, simply because their body has little to no shape. I am not saying they are not beautiful, but we know that society expects certain standards from the people willing to take the risk and either raise their kids in a place filled with toxicity, or people dumb enough to do what it takes to be noticed, fall in love, and hope he does not leave you...
A bit off track, but I really want to know if looks matter or is it personality? Is he smart, can he cook? Does he like to travel and try new places to eat? Is he picky when it comes to how he dresses, whom he lets himself talk to, is he Baptist? Catholic? Does he believe in God and is he ambitious? There are so many things that we can ask the person we want to be with, but what are your thoughts?
Was choosing based on culture? Was it an arranged marriage? Was it for papers or you knew that they were it for you?
If traits mean more than looks, I think you stand a better chance of making it because you can have a Kardashian, gorgeous body, great hair, nice skin, but she could also be the dumbest person you ever met, and has no idea how to cook, clean, let alone drive if she was "catered" to as a child..You might want a Beyonce type, works hard, has a 10-15 year plan for her life, educated, has good morals and values, and is not letting society tell her what to do...And she did it right, she followed her plan, and it got her where she is. A good guy, finally expecting her first child, she is a music legend, and the world knows her as the woman who never gives up, but keeps going.
Anyway, I think you can have both, traits and looks, just be practical about both of them and remember there are things about yourself that are not so perfect but it is what you have in your heart that matters, and how you use your head.
Just some thoughts that have been with me for a few weeks.
Until next time:
Signed:
GyftedArtyst
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