Why I do not need a Dad

Because My grandmother says, do not worry, he never did pay the dues, Humm…

My mother dear was probably a disgrace to the New Amsterdam Seventh Day Adventist Church to have these children of hers out of wedlock. People are of no joke back then even as of today. Criticism can be severe.

So, I must presume that I am unfit to be called an SDA queen. Must I resign from the dwelling of the church, I don’t think so, just avoid the fellowship.

The humiliation I face is hidden to an extend that I flee the human race. I decided so, no turning back. The universe is too disgraceful for one human to take in all such abuse.

Oh, I remembered, I am married to someone of a different culture and relational background. This is a great hindrance to the church and perhaps to my race. Go figure, I am a liberalist now and that’s what it takes.

Don’t get me wrong, there’s no other dam thing I can perhaps do but go to church for gatherings to worship a God that’s invisible to the human eye. I go no more because of the interferences of my worldly goods.

My French ways you want to learn huh, I have little figures coming up so, the avoidance is what they got.

You should have been a better steward of my arrival in the United States as It takes time to grow.

I have realized that you all did not want to share your gifts as the locals in the land called the Guyanese troops. I have learned it alright…Went back to that land for 3 months to learn of that culture that I had forgotten. Quite mesmerizing to the souls.

Some of y’all may need some of it in a minute when this crap hits the soul.
Anyway, it’s all good.

I’ve got three cultures in my soul and that means that I will never forget the good times I have lived in France.

Some complaints are that these Frenchies are interesting personalities. Why not? Leave the freaking people alone to enjoy their wine, cheese, and gold. This is not to be in excess but to enjoy a simplistic but energetic life forevermore.

My life, my stories👇

Have a blessed day😎

This is what they are

Do I even hate the voice inside of me, perhaps I do…It seems as though they are in love with a person that hates the dickens out of you. I call them Zeus. They are closer than we think. Right there in our faces. Peeping, jumping and showing off to humanly bodies and to the world…

All-day a man I call Zeus follows me, telling me I have no way to go besides you. Really, well I have decided from day two, you are not welcome on me anymore. Stop dreaming about me and stop thinking of touching my naked body.

Always a shame to expose my self knowing that this thing is not adhering to human beings’ rules. One man ticking and the other man humping imaging what to do with the sexual rules.

Enough that my uncle was accused of provocation and the victim roams around with the bundle

Zeus, it is, accusing everybody.

Someone tries to contact, my head freezes. Enough of this imaginary Zeus using that lighting finger to squeeze the zest from my skull. My pains are hard, I have to bear it.

Complains or complaints not, it confuses the thoughts.

I cannot help anybody as jealous rage lingers within. Pain blocks me as if my sinuses function at one. My relief comes from no drugs.

This is a hard one indeed, it hesitates to control me anymore. I am programmed with a silver spoon in my mouth. Happy I am to make it though.

I do not care about religiosity, they know it. Speaking to me was a sacred default. Messing up a friendship of all the loved one’s belief. The aftermath cannot be cleaned up.

Why do we Itch Sometimes

Little is known about why we itch. It is a mystery after all. I suspect it is that infamous energy inside the body that roams up and down the DNA structure and labels itself as God (DIEU). This setting to revenge the human souls.

They certainly do not know why they created us, now they want us to know that they really exist but perhaps in a spooky way. Humans, on the other hand, do not care to know these things. When the revelation of the spirit comes upon one human it demands to do in a way that is pleasing to the world. This will avoid a trip to the mental institution. We, humankind, just want to Live, Laugh & Love.

Talking about itching all over the body. Sometimes we can see a cause of the itch, such as a scab or an insect bite. Stimulating pain receptors can cause itching, but no nerve endings have been specifically connected with itching alone.

For sure, thinking about an itch can bring on the urge to scratch, search no more, it is what has invaded me one night as I slept, many many years ago.

Manipulative​ Hands

Shouldn’t be talking to me this humble Saturday morning
Whispering meanness in my ear as this disturbs me much

The devil must be in a rage, these must be the last days
I know, it’s only to keep me backward plan
From completing my deepest works
I just need to cherish my sleepy habits
and then to see a manipulative hand
trying to scratch me down using old-time kerosine methods
The advantages are done as they voice their opinions for none

Healing a tired and Troubled Soul

Feet becomes less attractive as we age and the skin is prone to dryness, cracks and splitting edges

Fungus or athlete’s feet can become rampant as we have to walk all over the places

It’s important to Relax and Revive as everyone can create their own concoctions to survive our so often harsh realities of life.

Treating ones mind, body and soul, a sort of Reflexology meetings can treat the whole person through the feet.

Often times a quick foot bath will do…

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Everyday Risk

Today was yet another reckless day as my feet were crisscross as I walked

My eardrums are clogged preventing me to hear proper words

The pool is calling me now

If you have never caught the bus, take a bus. If you have, choose a different route

Plan the Journey as briefly as you can~ but, of course, ensure you can get home

If you start to feel anxious, breath slowly and deeply. Feeling slightly uncomfortable is good, fearful is bad

Attempt to relish each moment of the journey, however short it may be…

The American Stars

Both personalities lived their lives in Europe. Josephine in Paris and Grace in the Principality of Monaco

After Josephine Baker, here comes yet another all American actress called Grace Kelly. Josephine Baker was a sensational African American actress who danced her way through PARIS, FRANCE with a banana waistline. She was frowned upon thought, as she portrayed quite a lot of sexual mannerism. Some people are just born that way, not bad for a feminine figure, I suppose. It’s upon each person to make judgements on that unforgettable soul.

Grace Kelly on the other hand was considered to be a beautiful women. She served as a modest actress in Hollywood, then off she went to Monaco. She was married to the Prince Rainier 3 and had three kids of her own. By the way the Prince Rainier 3 ruled the Principality of Monaco for almost 56 years.

Tragedy struck both personalities, unfortunately. ☹️Princess Grace was driving along the steep cliffs of the French Riviera of the Southern France when she suffered a stroke. She was not alone, but the other party suffered terribly. Apparently, she lost control of the vehicle then it spun off the cliff’s edge and plunged down a 45 foot embarkment. She was 52 years old.

Josephine on the other hand, could not have children, apparently because she participated as a French Resistance Agent and suffered a price for it. She also suffered a stroke. It was not an easy life away from their homeland called America, I presumed. Loneliness can be a headache, for sure… She died at the age of 56. They were both friends with each other.

I suppose, there’s a sacred price to pay to live on that continent…