DiOSA

  New York Times by Bobbi Humphrey (1974) Visuals are from Wattstax (1973), known by many as the Black Woodstock.

 These are the same song with the same music video. 43 years later Give it to me baby by Rick James (1981) SLUT ME OUT 2 by NLE Choppa (2024)

 

You will look for me but you will not find me and where I am you cannot come. Lifting you toward ascension nothing is truly random. Let anyone who is thirsty come to me and drink. Great indeed we confess the mystery of godliness. Manifested in the flesh vindicated by the spirit seen by angels  proclaimed among nations believed on in the world taken up in glory. There are spiritual seasons in our life I emerged from my winter. Beneath the earth the ground thawed. My gifts and talents are now available for use. 

The following is a 750 word passage written as an exercise. The exercise is an early morning writing session where the pen doesn't stop until I reach 3 pages. 'Morning pages', as they are called, are a stream of immediate consciousness. I wrote these words at 6am and read them 14 hours later at literary institution and local watering hole KGB Bar in East Village. Manhattan, NYC: Revolution is a concept that was once just floating. It was radical. It was a moment and then quiet and then came back into public consciousness. Those who were always aware were always on the the wave of revolution but those weren’t now seem to be ripples coming into the total collapse of the American empire we are now witnessing. i am writing these morning pages thinking about the fact that Elon Musk has some how become our president. That the richest person in the world can just buy a government. Buy a president. I guess its always sort of been like that but never so blatant and unapologetic. I m...

I woke up this morning heavy with the thought of you     grooming your hair and touching your stubble Fortunate for you,        my heart still bleeds After hours in the shed burning holes in my bed ashes from the fire I breathe Abstinence, it seems is an act of life and death    I think of you  I stroke myself  I die daily

 So I could not return in the spring.

I’m not afraid to be ugly anymore   My ugliness is part of my beauty   It is all beautiful   T o experience visibility , will take your breath away. I am no longer afraid  I am no longer afraid I am no longer afraid to be ugly.

 

  I actually really enjoy Joseline Hernandez. Puerto Rican princess for life.

$175 is taken out of my check to cover my healthcare. I’m pissed. I literally need every penny.  

Useless men use beautiful women.   Beautiful women use what they have. She told me I looked incredible. I knew she looked familiar.

 11:11am What was invisible shall now be visible 11:11 pm As we touch in faith we receive manifestation 33 on the front of your building  What was impossible shall now be made possible

  It’s yours to keep and carry forward.

You have no God, no saints or deities. Turn to me and bow

I.  If you practice everyday for at least 6 months you will notice a difference.   You have a beautiful instrument but you are just dabbling with it.  If you took time to learn you could be famous    (  though fame is never  the solution )                 II. I get approached by men all the time     O nce they learn I’m not going for pickle juice and a smile they become disinterested. In some ways they are epitomizing the American dream, coming with nothing in pursuit of the conquest.                                                               III. Wealth is a disease and a disgusting plague upon the Earth.       It should never be admired. When acting in accordance with what you belie...

I have this dread for the next day. In my dream I am in my mother’s room feeling sad and missing her tremendously. The screen is playing a YouTube video to send me to sleep. Then the screen goes blue. I am feeling like the best days are behind me. There is a sadness that a vacation or a something is over.  

There was no blood on the first round.  Probably because it wasn’t painful.  Are the warm sensations that follow t he loss              something you continue to gain ?  She gripped the sheet and held onto him.  Something invisible released. There was no blood on the first round & she wasn't expecting euphoria.

I am abundance & I am Jupiter I am the radiance of daylight and sun We are the truth, the foundation of earth You are the moon and serenity of night

 Song lyrics

 

 Song lyrics

Patience is a virtue I have yet to master I practice patience                                         my furthest extension * I dream of winters in Miami I dream of fur coats in hip hop videos I imagine the partner of my dreams and wrap my legs their trunk Think of me when you daze off at your day job     When you're counting the seconds let my fantasy     encourage you. May the potential you hold not be wasted Challenge your complicity      by retaining your dream

 Do you daze off         on your days off               from your day job? Was Toni Morrison too dense     for your summer reading list ? Are you compelled by five finger discounts ...                or are you a privileged little bitch ? *  When I wished upon that star it shouldn't have mattered who the fuck I are When I wished upon that star my wish was supposed to come true

 Beautiful Amazing Capoeira. Originated by the enslaved.

  If nothing else, Quentin Tarantino knows how to direct tf out a sensual dance scene.