tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90831030450312244772024-03-18T22:21:30.924-05:00Najai's Cup of CocoaDaily let’s meet here. Like your favorite beverage sip, be soothed & comforted by the expression,of spiritual logic. Najai's cup of Cocoa will stimulate your mind and warm your emotions. Take in all that you feel. Seize this opportunity to meet you. There is a blessing in every problem. Najai's Cup of Cocoa is a soft journey for accepting Life. Attitude is the key. Savor this taste of faith, drink life warm, feel content and ready for the day!NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.comBlogger135125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-26451335306584884152022-05-17T17:47:00.000-05:002022-05-17T17:47:27.901-05:00Najai's Cup of Cocoa: LEAVE NO STONE UN-TURNED..FORGIVE..<a href="https://najaiscupofcocoa.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend-was-emtional-for-large-portion.html?spref=bl">Najai's Cup of Cocoa: LEAVE NO STONE UN-TURNED..FORGIVE..</a>: The weekend was emotional for a large portion of the country at the loss of Michael Jackson.. I am encouraged this morning as a result to ta...NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-74416960155324005002022-05-17T17:11:00.000-05:002022-05-17T17:11:10.511-05:00April 30, 2022<iframe width="480" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/puWjvsDZzcA" frameborder="0"></iframe>NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-22596844803716792432021-12-14T02:58:00.004-06:002021-12-14T02:58:45.600-06:00Too tough to be tired NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-36723370944295843092015-10-05T08:52:00.001-05:002015-10-05T08:52:22.090-05:00In everything there is beauty. When eyes open they see light. Lest they be in a darkened spirit. Look around and identify colors in the universe. Simmer your ears in the sounds that surround you. Settle your your nostrils in the fragrance of fresh air. Breathe in the crispness of Autumn. Yes no matter what's going on beauty can be found. It patiently waits simply to be sought.<br />
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NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-32029490503490530162015-09-26T06:09:00.000-05:002015-09-26T06:09:35.188-05:00Over dew It's been proven .. After being passionately pursued by another... Love for YOU remains untainted... sustained...Bleeding freely a well of emotions still for you. It is parching.. Although your calculation totals it the sum of flattery. It is not equal. Flattery is dry and quenches not the thirst of wet love. Neither does covering loves wound with a bandage heal the wound... Love is a self healing function. If considered..the memories. It can submitted and permit itself to heal and love again. I tell you dear heart. Love's sunshine is better than rain's settlement . Which have you chosen?<br />
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It's been proven .. After being passionately pursued by another... My love for HER remains untainted... expressing freely the depth of emotions for another (you) is parching.. She calculates it equal the sum of flattery. Flattery is dry and quenches not the thirst of wet love. Neither does covering loves wound with a bandage heal the wound... Love is a self healing function. If considered in memory it can be submitted to and heal to love again. I tell you dear heart. Love's sunshine is better than rain's settlement . Which have you chosen?<br />
It's been proven .. After being passionately pursued by another... My love for HER remains untainted... expressing freely the depth of emotions for another (you) is parching.. She calculates it equal the sum of flattery. Flattery is dry and quenches not the thirst of wet love. Neither does covering loves wound with a bandage heal the wound... Love is a self healing function. If considered in memory it can be submitted to and heal to love again. I tell you dear heart. Love's sunshine is better than rain's settlement . Which have you chosen?<br />
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NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-53386484822343416322014-03-26T07:18:00.003-05:002014-03-26T07:18:58.269-05:00Quote #36<br />
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If you are not a Priority<br />
You are NOT a preference<br />
When you are not a preference<br />
You must be an option.<br />
When a person does not make you a priority NEVER settle for being their option and NEVER, make them your priority nor your preference.<br />
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I realize that the more some folks spend on FB,The more they expose their ignorance and superficiality! Some things are better left kept within. Better yet;sought after for deeper understanding.<br />
I am so glad that GOD made everyone different. If I were like many, I would NOT be able to reach plenty.<br />
"So how would I be serving the Lords duty with a small and closed mind?"<br />
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We all have a "higher role and purpose." Since we have NO power to create a being. Please know we have NO ABILITY to understand the purpose of all mankind.<br />
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You hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of your own eye; and then shall you see clearly to cast out the speck out of your brother's eye.<br />
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Make sure that what you label as a speck is, not Gods beam for another man to walk upon and make his or her way to Christ!<br />
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When you speak ill of ANY of GODS children you cast curses onto your own soul.<br />
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©2014 LogicalpoetistNAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-8921988788301225422013-12-01T22:18:00.001-06:002013-12-02T05:02:26.001-06:00A Decision to LoveWhat has been done in one decision to Love<br />
Warm sun left behind in exchange for the winters ice<br />
Its not the weather that I am speaking of rather the splinters of<br />
wondrous times. Silence, distance, time that must be considered<br />
In light of concluding circumstances, and current situations.<br />
A handful of understanding desired to appease two hearts full of pain while we are waiting to love freely. Feels so beautiful yet, it stains everyone who sees and is aware of<br />
the Love between us. Envious family and so called friends. Some unaware of their power in sequential order of the equation. Stones being thrown, while our Loving hearts are breaking. Jealousy melting our skin as we fight to keep our smiles tight. Baring grins.<br />
All we want is to satisfy our spirits. Be harmonious as we grow into the rebirth of our lives. Two extrodinary beings created in incredibly same ways.<br />
The world wants to blame us for their lack of understanding of what we have found in one another. After, a lengthy dance with all the other disappointments. Now life finds us on top of a mountain together. We are so in Love that it feels like we are on an island together. Its so beautiful here in this one decision to love. We have not the regrets the few that know wish. I just wish we could be somewhere other than here. In a place where we did not have to accept the unacceptable.<br />
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NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-19018749860231500392013-05-15T09:37:00.005-05:002013-05-15T09:40:13.361-05:00INTERCEDENCE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv3FHmf-M_ouxSmiuw37L2CPofoXH-cAeRFgL2OMLo23V9TWpI71UsYdQ0rRULX6mtsruk2wVWfH71JEyCpsPeIv9TOxUnLimBquBYHWJxQkPjJwctvCb-aoWWkO1RWxHGGfTf3R4Snil7/s1600/True.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv3FHmf-M_ouxSmiuw37L2CPofoXH-cAeRFgL2OMLo23V9TWpI71UsYdQ0rRULX6mtsruk2wVWfH71JEyCpsPeIv9TOxUnLimBquBYHWJxQkPjJwctvCb-aoWWkO1RWxHGGfTf3R4Snil7/s320/True.jpg" /></a>
A WOMAN that abides in the conduct of her creator gets through life via the power of prayer, worship, meditation and most of all faith. Eyes plasterered toward the hills from whence comes her help. When life and it's unsweetened- dispositions are coursing, her posterity is unchanged. Un-affected by ebb & flow. She simply becomes a harp, magically embracing her posterity of natural Grace, Love, and giving. Taking no account of what her possessions are. It is no wonder she renders the Un-free perplexed of her stance. This I understand.
Therefore...
Easily, I forgive your aims of misconduct. I Bless you well. Oh yes.. I bless you well that you may come to know freedom from this type of mental slavery. For only in bondage can one act so unkindly toward an Angel of the son of man. My soul sends prayers upward to one greater than all on your behalf.
(C) 2013 Logicalpoetist/InkedLogicPatterns INC.
NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-27746061312620982412013-05-13T22:42:00.001-05:002013-05-14T21:42:19.020-05:00Within and without There are days I wish that I could forget about all the pain you've caused me but instead it is the love I feel for you, I always seem to remember. I think about the promises unkept, the deceit and envy you seemingly held toward my being. So much so, you lunged to physically harm me. Sadly, I would allow a simple, I am sorry to do. Oh how it rendered me weak for you. As, I accepted Your "blue painted apologies" and there we were again after a day of tiresome battling. We lay cuddling and caressing. Me tightly holding you.
You were too complex to figure out, too interchanging, never a consistent shade of grey. Yet, whenever you were red, you remained bergundy the entire time. My once flawless skin now, bares the bruise of your name. My heart once fearless of love now,is a host to scars from the inflicted pain.
There are days that, I wish I could just forget about the love I feel for you and remember your wreckage, unacceptance of my goodness, my kindness. Even my demonstrated courage as I glued together pieces of a broken you.. One by fragmented One.
Seems You never once thought to yourself that, I did not have to stay when you unleasheded your bombs into the center of my untainted field of hope for us. Not once, did I ever run or, turn away or say, I hated you for not being honest and true. Instead, I cleansed the soot from my heart and marched through the rubble with you.
Seeking- just a sip of coolness from some non-existent place of grattitude within you.. Something beyond the whispers of your lips or, your shallow attempt to roll past our troubles. It reminded me of a gangster that does a "drive by" and then, just goes to sleep. Awakening the next day to dress and move about like it, never, ever happened. Your preys may be different but, you are both killers of Loving beings.
Today, I am missing you. The you that, you pretended to be when we first met. I fell so deep into the pit of your expected soul.. I wish that, I could just find you again but, the place you've gone is so far away and so unknown. I've searched for you for so long and... The longer, I search the farther away you go and I get away from myself.
Finally, I had to just turn around... Heading back toward A love that I know... My internal familiar. A Love that is within and true to me. My soulmate was standing there, awaiting my return with open arms. Accepted me with the bruises and scars from the unexplained war that you proclaimed upon my soul. One by One my Soulmate put me back together piece by shattered piece.
Still.. there are days I wish, I could forget about the Love I feel for you. I can't...
I know now because my love was and will always be true. My soulmate says lovingly that it is okay for me to feel. My Soulmate lives within me, My soulmate is me, My soulmate says that it's simply how I am built. My soulmate, validates my internal love for you and you... I wonder if you are affirmed by your guilt. I wonder if what I hold within, you now regret being without.
(C)2013 LogicalPoetist/InkedlogicPatterns Inc.NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-69589207163463341442013-05-08T01:38:00.001-05:002013-05-08T01:38:24.586-05:00Things to rememberThings to remember
When you openly share your story you are exposing yourself vulnerabily to a world that cannot comprehend it's own creator. EXPECT that people will criticize you for being so honest. REMEMBER.. honesty is the sweet honey taste of realness. REMEMBER... that your writing speaks to your courageous surpass. REMEMBER that your voice struck silence in the face and left a scar on soul. REMEMBER... that you lyrically orchestrated your own healing while others paid someone with three letters behind their name, hundreds of dollars and finished the session still aloof of who they are. When you write your own story and release it to the world REMEMBER that you opened yourself up for your freedom of speech to be mis-understood, mis-construed and mis-interpreted by people unqualified to free themselves. REMEMBER so that you will stay proud that it is you who wrote your story to help the unqualified to be free.
(C) 2013 Logicalpoetist/InkedlogicPatterns INC.NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-71942225485380744182013-05-07T18:49:00.001-05:002013-05-15T09:55:07.033-05:00Pen womanshipIt is here that I wish to thank you "Sister writer" because here in my own space, do I feel safe. This I know you understand "Sister writer." Why it is I feel safe here(my electronic journal)in this place. Found my comfort at the innocent age of eight in a journal given me by Aunty. She said child-
I bought this for you since you are so quiet.. but I imagine you have much to say. She was right. Behind the walls of my lost expressions were screams of impotent words like help me, I am hurting. Tears that grew tired of being pushed back so they simply stopped showing up. They are present now that I am writing you sister writer. Gurrrrrl! You have no idea how much you inspire me. You speak to me although we don't even talk. It is in this private message that I wish to thank you because I remember you in a time (early 90's... healing me once when, I was so internally wounded- I was twenty. You wrote me a letter as the result of me sharing with you in your kitchen in Jamaica Plain. I shared with you my brokeness. One week later you put me back together word by carefully chosen and eloquently spoken word. Just the fact that I was still on your mind after... and that you took time out to write me. In that correspondence, You inspired me.. not to quit on me. You told me how special,and how beautiful I was then. You told me that I can make it and that I was able to become ANYTHING and most importantly- loved. Often when you tag me in your musings you are saying these things again.. To the world yes but.. also to me.. When you write RBW sometimes it, is the unlocking even today of, a surpressed voice burried so deeply that I'd forgotten her (my experiences.)Life proudly handed me so much trauma, so young that, I just colored it all grey. Then after 20 plus years of separation.. I found you on Facebok just a few days after I found your now antique letter.How ironic! You did not remember the letter and later courageously confessed that you did not really remember me. So we reintroduced ourselves to the threshhold of a New friendship. (: I read your work and it is so powerful. I share in the joy of your accomplishments when you tell of them. I am inspired by you even within my own accolades from those that see that kind of greatness in me. Yes RBW you are an amazing writer. I mean AMAZING! Your pen speaks to my old crinkled journals at times.
Especially when you write about family and Love and GOD. Do you know that you include GOD when you write? I ask only because; I was asked the same and No... I had No idea. I had to go back and read my material after being asked so many times by so many different people. Then.... I saw Christ there, Right there between lines that, I Najai had written.
Sister writer this piece is for you because you are My modern day inspiration as a writer. When I was a child it was Nikki Giovani and Maya Angelou, Langston Hughes and Angela Davis. Today... I choose you and I thought it would do your heart good to know the blessing that your gift brings a spirit once so very broken; Now so very blessed! Lunch with you on a trip home to Boston is my modern day wish. Twenty years ago my wish was to sit and talk with Maya Angelou. What do you think about that? By the way. I am scheduled to be there June 25th to July 10th. July 6th is my birthday. Hey they say ask for what you want. I want to have lunch with the humble, sweet talented spirit, Robin Bobbie White. Can you pencil me in? I'd be honored. Lastly, Thank you for choosing to write and share. All the time. You have been a Blessing to me and I am sure many others. Thank you!
Najai (LogicalPoetist)Author
Thank you Sister writer
Dedicated to Robin Bobbie White, Author
NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-63064574107514174232013-05-03T00:27:00.000-05:002013-05-03T00:28:26.592-05:00Epiphany before midnightEpiphany before midnight..
Used to feel bad about loving too hard.. Too strong and too much. Then.. I read the word of God that said Love, is the greatest gift! I realize now that I am full of the greatest gift from the Almighty creator... It is sad that others have become afraid of Gods greatest out pour.. I am powerful with love not weakend by fear... I understand now why my feet stand where, many dare to step. why, I speak boldly when others are silent. Why, I write fearlessly with the voice of my experience.. Caring not what others think. I understand that I, Najai am a force that forms others into complexity just by being me.
(C) 2013 LogicalpoetistNAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-82256196826888117212013-02-05T18:33:00.000-06:002013-02-05T18:43:45.021-06:00BLUE BANK ROUNDEarly morning when the sun yawned
I stood awed...
engaged by its gaze
at the underworld.
My insides felt like gold-
Skin stating boldly
that the richest gold is BROWN
Staring at myself in the reflection of
the liquid bank of blue that surrounds me.
No sound-
Other than
the sound of
Silent peace.
Present
the scent of fresh life.
While peace yet still...
Blue bank
doing an ancestoral
spirit dance.
The fore parents speaking.
Lending direction and guidance
both mine ears.
In turn
My heart whispered..
"the spirits are moaning
It said.
Indeed...
it's rebirth time.
I SHOUTED to the ancestors
"Give me wings while I breathe!"
Let me dance while in life.
May I stand tall while I rest.
Affirm me if I doubt!
Let me become you-
An ancestor with a legacy
When it's over.
Let me speak back everlastingly
to my legacy so
I know
when I am home-
(C) 2013 Logicalpoetist
NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-13522411778126927482012-11-23T12:55:00.000-06:002012-11-23T13:44:35.847-06:00NakedWon't dress up my writing with
fancy lines or curves.
Refuse to Sugar cote my Salty words.
Cannot give of myself in it's entire depth
if, I pretend to have never been broken inside.
Denied admissions that indeed I've cried.
Couldn't act as though I've never known pain
or, been on the brink of losing my mind.
Clutching tightly those spurts of energy borrowed
from my inner child who was whispering-
"I think I can."
I have taken it all off. stripped down,
bare skinned.
Stood mercifully before you
in hopes of making clear
blured vision and... warped opinions
of my reply
to life.
What I place down on these pages is confidence.
Honesty is never unsure of it's destiny.
It will always land erectly in truth
My writing may never make every soul's acquaintance nor
meet their apppeal.
Yet, unfailingly will impress upon it's audience what is real.
My writing... The one thing that never dies a death
within me. Literal Savior that blankets;
un-bent, aged, lines that speak from it's
Elder soul of the inner me.
Humble..
The one thing
I vow to always be.
False pride I commanded.. "let go of me."
(Screaming)
"you've been replaced by my epidome!!!"
Won't dress up my writing with fancy lines or curves
Offering you crusts of the outer earth of me.
Instead.. I deliver unto you the center me
Alpha & Omega ME equals the sum total
of the equation
My writing plus me... Infinite
NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-75120557599332973702012-10-26T07:06:00.000-05:002012-10-26T07:48:59.559-05:00Good Morning!
Blessings to all that grace your presence and decide to leave your verbal print on my page. I am so excited about Life, Love, family and friends this morning. Thankful that you all have traveled with me into this present time. Life is a gift! Each day we are granted in life is another <b>OPPORTUNITY TO TAKE ON POSTURE!</b> Say it aloud! Lord I thank you that you see in me a reason for me to be. Decide what things within need to be improved and commit to making the necessary repairs to your attitude and actions. There is nothing.. And I mean nothing to hard for God to help you with. There are no restrictions, no shackles on your ability to put forth your best. Your only restriction is unwillingness. Three things that we all need to move forward Honesty, an open mind and the willingness to do and have both. Willingness to be both and willingness to be willing. So willingness is most necessary! Each year as I get older these 3 afford me the gift of wisdom. It has become addicting to be willing to always take my personal inventory. It is of more value to take a look at me and see what I can do better than to put my energy into you and what you can do better. Although ultimately we are responsible for one another to a degree. We are responsible to self to every degree. Take time to Love God by acknowledging that there is a God in you who wants to see you at your best. Every day that you are blessed with life see it as; yet another opportunity to do your best. Fulfill a dream, make a change, apologize to someone that lingers in a broken heart because something you may have said or done. Forgiveness of self is necessary in order to see the Beauty that lies within. Beauty is within you!!!
Be ye forever Blessed in Love, health and greatness!
NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-80136262198356948402012-04-11T01:25:00.002-05:002013-05-08T01:51:36.104-05:00Process of DeterminationIt is spring within my soul yet it's brisk.. Internal storms rage.<br /> Rebukes all blame.<br /> Trying to change what's been the same old<br />same. <br /><br />Forty five times three hundred-sixty five. <br />Fractionally seven times.. <br />The opposite of heaven split so un-even, <br />Child within screaming~I know u remember but I must ask.. <br />why is the present identical to past?<br />Mirrors glare blank stares of moments that don't last. <br />Just upstaged attempts to heal <br />leave the past the past. <br /><br />Dreams born in the midst of threats to kill them. <br />And me... I am determined to spill them. <br />Unbending my back. Standing up straight despite all odds.<br /> Focusing on the God that's within me... <br /><br />Hurts no less and still stains me blue.<br /> Fistful of faith still carries me through. <br />Hands that cannot be seen upholding me. <br />Gentle voice against my lobe.. I am listening... <br />Whisperings of encouragement battling at and <br />Against discouragement.<br /> Deciding to stay with it. <br />My determination-<br /><br />(C) 2012 LogicalpoetistNAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-79213612050897375682012-04-01T13:23:00.007-05:002012-04-01T13:50:51.306-05:00Wait and you shall seeJust want to ask. how can one not be excited about life. The more life, I live the more I realize the presence of GOD. We are never without a way out. As I sat this morning taking in the teachings of my Pastor here in Dallas TX. Many things crossed my mind. Mostly, that <em><strong>I am an amazing result of things past. </strong></em><br />Looking back over my life, I find appreciation for all the experiences that I have. Not just the good seasons but the worst crops. Sometimes, life will let us know, that we are reaping from seeds not sown by ourselves. Sometimes, despite all efforts made to be loving and kind to our neighbors in the world, some neighbors are outright nasty to us. I say waste not time worrying about it.<br /><em><strong><br />Pray for them. Continue showing them love and mercy as God does us.</strong></em><br /><br />Amazing results come out of this act. I tell you from personal experience. <em><strong>I have a library of references buried in my heart and embedded in my soul.</strong></em> At times, despite praying it can feel that the Lord is not listening because the situation does not seem to be improving. I tell you that<em><strong> GOD's silence is not equal to ignorance. </strong></em>In due season,<em><strong>revelation comes that while He appeared silent, he was working things out for the favor of your life. Stay always faithful in your higher being and know that your woes are making attribution to you win!</strong></em> Be Blessed always<br /><br /> (C) 2012 LogicalpoetistNAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-71065948959344430492012-03-22T14:28:00.002-05:002012-03-22T15:12:03.867-05:00Trevon MartinThe presence of US lends to the eye something beautiful. As a people we color the globe. We heat up the herizon sprinkling sparkles of bronze all over the caps of mountains. As a people we are intelligent and prophetic. We sip from various fountains such as The word of God in ALL HIS FORMS. We regurgitate everything we drink down the throats of youth. In this way we affirm with powerful might, their ability. As a people we are abstract in our creativeness and linear in our tolerance for injustice. God loves us God created us so, please understand that our crowns shall never be broken. Regardless of what it looks like. My third eye sees my VICTORY. <br /><br />Dedicated to Trevon Martin<br /><br />© 2012 LogicalpoetistNAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-76191319263003163542012-02-01T10:13:00.000-06:002012-02-01T10:26:20.126-06:00What did they miss? The peace, Love, or Soul?<span style="font-weight:bold;">DON CORNELIUS?THE PEACE , LOVE & SOOOOOOUUUUUL MAN?<br />COMMITS SUICIDE!!!</span><br /><br />Most people will be shocked/ Although I share this emotion, mostly I am disappointed. I like many of us grew up looking forward to every Saturday morning to partake in the happiness of the SOUL TRAIN show in the 70's. Don's huge bright smile, deep male voice and excited spirit introduced us to the front line of Black music moguls, fashion and dance all in one hour.. It was good times!<br /><br />Today we read that he has not only died but, committed suicide. Puzzling that a man with such a HUGE life would close his book this way. I pray that we remember that people are innocent until proven guilty. What I mean in saying this is my initial gut feeling is that there is more to the story.. Perhaps he was actually killed and the shooter set up a suicidal scene... Only the Good Lord knows-<br /><br />With great friends like Ron Isley and Berry Gordy, I would like to think that he had powerful people that surrounded him and shared in his accomplishments and the challenges that come with success. So why would he end his story like this? Black brother,trend setter,Icon, innovator, and I could go on and on describing this man. I just feel that there is more to this story. In the meantime I want to say that WE NEVER KNOW what a persons inner demons are saying to them. I encourage everyone to stay in tune with there close friends and loved ones. Sometimes we completely overlook another's pain. selfish and self centered. <span style="font-style:italic;">The late great Bob Marley said it best.. "My Life is for people, if I cannot dedicate my life to people Me no want it!" <span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span>Powerful statement! If more people thought selflessly, even more people would live. If Don committed suicide; as a community especially, his own close circle... We all have to take responsibility for what we overlooked. As for you and I that may or may not ever have known Don personally... <span style="font-style:italic;">We ALL know someone in pain. </span>Sometimes we are quick to judge and sum another up as mean or evil, never taking time to say.. "What's wrong?" Why do you act that way? And... to take it a step further, commit to helping them to determine what is going on. Most will say;"I do not have time for that" he or she is a grown up. If you don't have time for others know this- I don't care how much money you have or do not have, how saved and sanctified you profess to be. We all get our spin on the wheel of sadness. God commands and wills us to Love thy neighbor. Not just in heart but in deed. If Jesus didn't love unconditionally then where would you be? Sometimes we need to just think of Christ when we see people not looking right or hear them not sounding right. Sometimes we need to listen and not speak, slow down and not rush & Take time when it looks like we have none. Every human life means something. Every person on earth needs something. Ask yourself often, What would Jesus do?<br /><br /><br />(C) 2012 Logicalpoetist/aka NajaiNAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-83676518703843253312011-12-31T20:31:00.001-06:002011-12-31T20:31:52.136-06:00Prophecy of A PoetessIn just 5 hours WE will say farewell, to the 2011 experience. Whatever it has been for each of us... Personally, I look forward to SPRINKLING IT'S ASHES INTO THE WIND.. As I step out of my old, worn shoes, into new ones, my soles/soul may squeak with resistence to the unfamiliar. Perhaps they will even crack. I have decided not to polish them anymore. Simply to throw them away.<br /> <br />REST IN PEACE-<br /> <br /> <br /> <br />JANUARY 2012<br />At 12:01 am, I shall slip into a fresh pair of soles & Souls. This process ordained by the spirit of the Holy ghost. My feet have been washed, anointed witht Fine oil and graced of the power to step onto blessed ground. From this day forward, through out the end of earthly time; I have been made able to walk, only on Cotton- white clouds, Emerld Green grass and Red carpets. <br /> <br />See you all in 2012 with my New spiritual eyes and God fearing smile indicative of inspiration to follow. Hug you then with my unconditional arms of Love; I will be of service to you with excitement. May you all eat of the epihanic mana that fall fraily from my regurgitations. My wisdom is a blessing from God that I can only keep by sharing it with you.<br /> <br />(C) 2011 8pm....... Logicalpoetist NDNAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-5836559113332304982011-11-15T15:09:00.001-06:002012-10-26T07:50:59.266-05:00SymbolismBelieving that every thing has meaing is the point that must be most clear. I have found that if you give attention to Holy spirit it will dispurse answers to our concerns. It will show up to provide comfort even without our asking.
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<br />On one not so sunny and bright day, Greay sky padded with hazed clouds appeared a bright orange and black butterfly.
<br />I had just pondered a few days prior upon the past seven years as I went from Rhode Island back to my birthplace of Boston and eventually to the state of Texas.
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<br />Notes: (continue) Look up the colors<(meaning)> of the butterfly.
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<br />ie; what does orange symbolize? What does a butterfly symbolize?
<br />-What does it mean when a bird comes very close to you and stays close to you?
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<br />Reference: days condition in November why would there be a butterflyNAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-24493368626517663522011-11-15T15:09:00.000-06:002011-11-15T15:10:07.647-06:00SymbolismNAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083103045031224477.post-78642174923642412492011-09-19T13:55:00.000-05:002012-10-26T07:50:59.293-05:00It is surely a sign of the time. The time for all mankind to realize that no one man is an island. We need one another. The worlds failed economy effects many people but "WHO" cares about individual circumstances but GOD? The destiny set for everyone is success. However that success is sometimes spiritual rather than financial. Sometimes it is coupled. NAJAISPEAKShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13116947744851390904noreply@blogger.com0