How unfair.
Why shouldn’t I be confident?
Yes, I am beautiful
A princess
You don’t feel beautiful do you?
Someone has to tell you??
That is rather very sad
So, does that mean you aren’t happy??
I really don’t understand.
You see, I have always been sure of my beauty
Inside and out
A woman of substance
I’ve never needed to be told.
I don’t know how/why, I just know
Tell me something,
Don’t you admire your reflection in the mirror?
You don’t???
I’m utterly flabbergasted
I just don’t get it.
How can you not?
You are gorgeous too you know?
Yeah, you.
You are beautiful.
You have bright eyes
You should smile more
They light up when you do.
Your eyes I mean.
You are beautiful
We all are.
You see, we are uniquely phenomenal.


Extroverted Introvert


It’s a constant struggle
Weary of people so easy
Being alone is energizing
Solitude is sheer joy

It’s not that people are completely repulsive
Too much just drains us
Three interactions (per week?) is enough
It’s not even a want

We NEED to be alone more often
than we need to be with others.

O ye of little faith


Move mountain move!
Actually, why should I want my mountain to be moved
There is beauty in the climb
I want to climb to the top
Fall sometimes and learn from the fall
Reach the plateaus and face the challenge of rising again
Climb the steep incline, and rejoice when I get to the top
Linger on top and appreciate the serenity of the view

I don’t mind the climb at all.
That’s where the memories are
That’s where the testimonies come from
That’s where you’ll see the unseen
Hear the unheard
Feel the unfelt
Once you are climbing with the right person
It can be awesome

Think about some of your previous storms or mountains
Some very fond memories right?
I know.
I’m willing to go through it with HIM
He’s great with storms remember,
Peace be still.

The point is
Once you climb
You’ll learn the route
So even if you have to return to the valley
You can easily climb to the top again

My Dreams


They are big
But what is too big?
I know they are right about some things
Creep before you walk
I agree.
Learn all aspects of the job.
Sure, absolutely.

My point however is

They are not Too Big
I am a child of the King
How dare I distrust my father
He is yet to fail
Why am I the only one who gets this excited without worrying
Should I listen to them?

Honestly, I rather to listen to Christ
He never made a mistake
He never left me nor forsook me
He has all the answers
I did say I wouldn’t worry and that I’d leave it all to him..

Two days before the new year
I am absolutely blessed
I crave more
Of him
Matt 6:33
It’s true
I am a living testimony

He cannot lie,
Deu 28: 1-14
I am claiming my blessings



Living or just alive
Do you just breathe?
Or do you feel the air as you inspire

Are you just living?
Doing what you must?
Going with the flow?

Or are you alive?!
Do what YOU want
Change the flow or status quo?

What’s the point?
Do do do! then what?

Is it worth it to just be living?
You know your time is limited right?
Human. Does that ring a bell?

Just a suggestion
Just stop. Take a breath.
What if this was your last day in the land of the living?



Why are you so ferocious?
Why must you yearn to avenge?
Why do you feel so entitled?

A warrior spirit
Temporal and Spiritual
Wrestle with angels

I fear none
Christ is my only fear

Because there are battles to be won
Because HE gives me the authority and strength to
Because I am a child of the King!



They’ve made it a dirty word
Enigma is better
Not easily understood
Rarely understands humans

It’s a lovely place
Self defined
No Subscriptions to normality

Standard deviations from the mean
I know myself
Well, most of me

No searching
I found it within a long time ago
Environment perhaps
Genetics? I don’t think so

A disability by societal norms
Lying is an ability you know?
I didn’t

Rules are redundant
Contralateral motor pathways I believe

Let us be
It’s solitude
God’s grand design cannot be flawed

I am weird
I am Odd
I am an outlier
Searching for what?

No I am not lonely
I am not sad
I do not yearn for company
Meaningful interactions only

Special they say
A phenomenal masterpiece.



The idea is so redundant
A like, share or invitation request
And we’re suddenly now Connections?

Oh no.
Relationships will forever be traditional
Genuine interactions are what builds connections

Your friends, followers, connections
Do you really know them?
Endorse me?

Of course I can use Microsoft Office!
Do refrain.

Hi, would you like to have lunch or dinner with me?
You do?
Ok, let’s schedule a date and time.



Some are nearsighted
It’s genetics, not a fault
It’s imperative we celebrate our differences

That’s why there is ying and yang

We need the optimists and pessimists
The dreamers and doers
We need the artists and the mechanics

It takes everyone to see the whole.



It’s a half emotion
Barely enough
Understand maybe,
But what about your personal perception?

I don’t.
I conjure images and emotions
You my dear are irreplicable
As I cannot truly share your thoughts

It may never be ok
I say rely on the strength of another
Until you gain strength enough
We were not meant to be burden bearers

1 Peter 5:7
It’s all I know
Adam and Eve fucked us over
But you don’t have to bear this alone…

I Believed In Me


She is so rude
No manners
Lazy ‘pickney’

I simply laughed
Surely I was divergent
Honest I would say
Certainly no hard worker
Doesn’t the end justifies the means?

They didn’t know what they wanted
Incorrectly packaged I guess
Think, but do not question me
Do not lie, but say what makes ‘me’ feel good

Fortunately I believed in me.
A child shall lead them
I shall never depart from my ‘apparent’ naivety

They know it all
Yet they have no hope
They solve no problems
They are grossly unhappy…

It’s sad.
Pity it is.
But I’m happy I believed in me.



Writing is precious
It translates fear, pain, anger, love, anguish, loneliness…
It captures them all

Words gave us life
A cathartic outlet
An ecstatic rendezvous

Bare your soul carelessly
As I will bask empathetically
Let us live vicariously

I simply love to write
And I hope you do too.

The Lonely Unknown


Unpredictability excites me
Strong urges to just run
Long, fast and far
Into oblivion

Fear? Oh no,
I no longer possess that
You see, I am a child of the King
You know, the author and finisher and all that kind of thing
Yes! HIM

I live on the edge
It’s a awe inspiring place to be
I don’t even trust myself
But I trust HIM

Roads untread, paths not yet paved
They make for a great story
It’s where I found Imani,
It’s where I found Christ
In the lonely unknown…

The Masses


The masses I call them
So crude
But it’s not meant to be rude

Not at all.
Remember the bell curve?
Normal Distribution they say

Well yes,
That’s who I’m referring to
The average majority.

It’s statistics
Certainly not a dirty word
They are quite good actually

Good gatherers
Disciplined Soldiers
It’s mutual interdependence
The outliers need the masses
The opposite of which also holds true.



I woke up to snow
That light hearted bustling orchestra
Yes, the quiet rain

I’d admired it you see
The tranquility and joy
I looked on from my window sill

I love dancing in the rain
But I’ve only dreamt of laying in the snow
It’s like star gazing during a meteriod shower

Oooh, I’d love to see one of those.
But, today this beautiful earth
Said farewell my love.

We enjoyed your company
Yes, we had just as much fun
You appreciated us with new eyes
And that was more than enough…

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