Ignorance is Bliss

One thing that I have noticed is that ignorance is bliss. When I came into the knowledge of self and realize that a lot of what I was taught in the past was wrong, I began to change. What I found is that in changing, I am starting to feel by myself. I feel accountable because I am learning the truth about religion, spirituality, and society. Knowing these truths, I am accountable for not doing what I know is suppose to be done. People around me see that I have changed and I feel they do not know how to deal or act around me. I am the same fun loving person that I have always been, but there are just some tings that I do not do and will not compromise on. In this world, we have to stand for the right thing. So many in this world are confused. You look around and see beautiful black women with weaves down to there butts and colored contacts and they look at me as if I need a makeover because I rather be natural than made into something that I am not. It is stamped in our DNA to hate black and anything that resembles it and it is more of the norm to hate yourself then to love and accept what YAH has made you to be. You see black men that wear their pants under there asses and feel like, "hey if I got a couple of dollars, I gotta have the biggest house, the fliest car, and the lightest chick." They act like having material things and acting like jackasses will give them validation. When the truth is, being a black man means more than they can ever comprehend. Sometimes I look at the world with sadness, because I realize that it is what it is and change is not coming anytime soon. But I will try to educate as many as I can on the truth because it is my duty as a daughter of YAH.

Where have I been?

It has a long time. Well over a year. I have been every kind of busy. I have been working at Tiny's Nail Bar for the past year and it has definitely been an experience. I have met a lot of people. Some that I don't care to ever see again. And, some that I will always have a connection too. I have gone through some changes with my hair. September of last year, I combed my hair out of the locks that I had. I just wore an afro mostly. I straightened it a few times but I missed my locks. May of this year, I rejoined the locked nation and I am so happy. I spoke with a co-worker and she told me that she used to be locked. She said that she noticed that she felt differently when she took her locks out. When she said that, I laughed because I thought that it was just me. I thought that people would think I was crazy for saying that and she told me that he felt the same. It's true that you do feel a difference when you cut or take your locks out. Now that I am locked again, I feel like myself and I am loving it. I refuse to be without them again.

It's been a while but I am back. Are you ready for me!!!!!