tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597438233557835192024-03-13T15:14:38.681-07:00|| Poem Lovers Only ||Sweeter than the sugar on a cinnamon treat...or an ice cream that was me.Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-3269589664386907792013-03-14T14:19:00.000-07:002013-03-14T14:19:37.476-07:00Pay Attention<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
If you pay attention at every moment, you form a new relationship to time. In some magical way; by slowing down, you become more efficient, productive, and energetic. Focusing without distraction directly on the task in front of you. Not only do you become immersed in the moment, you become that moment. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us it's in everyone. As we let our light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. </div>
Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-31817950687625066692013-03-14T01:58:00.000-07:002013-03-14T02:01:36.631-07:00Song of the Male Narcissist <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">When I said that I would leave you </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">I meant "Don't let me go" </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and instead of saying yes to you </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">I said - I'll let you know </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">I put myself above you </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">so you'd think me some great prize </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and blamed my faults upon you </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">all because of my false pride </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">So I know you have good reason </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">for complaining like you do </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">because I never really thought of you </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">just 'to mine own ego' was I true </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">But the truth is I'm embarrassed </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">for how badly I've behaved </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and for being such a coward </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">I really am ashamed </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">Cause I don't want you to guess </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">how helpless that I feel </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and that I don't know how to save you </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">even though my love is real </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">There is so much I have to learn </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and if you're needing proof </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">just look at how I twist and turn </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and struggle with the truth </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">I cannot be your hero </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and I don't always understand </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and really I just want you to see </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">the child within this man </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">I'm so scared that you will leave me </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">when you see my acts a sham </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and that I gave up long ago </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">on being loved for who I am </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">I need a guiding hand in life </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and need you to be strong </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">I need you to be virtuous </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and let me tag along </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">Set me goals I can accomplish </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and praise me where you can </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">not for the act - just for the steps </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">I take to become a man </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">Cause I still have tantrums like a baby </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and think I must get my way </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and I don't know how to listen </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and I haven't learned to pray </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">So love and please don't leave me </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and help me learn to get along, </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">but stop crying and getting angry </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">cause it's really you who's strong </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">To make me feel bad won't change things </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">cause I'm already wracked with shame. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and sometimes you must say "no" for me </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and kindly say my name </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and if I'm being brutish </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">you must make me face the law </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">You must show concern with courage </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">if you want my heart to thaw </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">Cause I won't respect a victim </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and you won't beat me at that game </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and if you really want to tame me </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">you can't be scared of public shame </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">Cause it will take men with integrity </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">that I squarely have to face </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">you see I'm craving a strong father </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and you'll never take his place </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;" /></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">And I'm trying hard to trust you </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">which I don't know how to do </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and I hope you can forgive me </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;">and I hope that we're not through </span></div>
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<b><span style="color: #cc0000;">SHARE YOUR THOUGHTS PLEASE....</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #cc0000;">THANKS KIM COOPER </span><i><span style="color: #f1c232;">(SUPERHERO/WOMAN)</span></i></b><br />
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Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-8118187957823332582013-02-25T16:59:00.003-08:002013-02-25T16:59:46.932-08:00Today<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's 4:33 p.m. pacific time in Seattle! I never blog around this time a day...but I have something to say. I was extremely sad yesterday thinking about tons of different things both past && present. Ever felt like you can't talk to anybody about how you feel because they would NEVER understand? Me too. I don't like talking to people because I don't give a fuck about nobody's opinion especially on my feelings. How I feel when I wake up or go to sleep is affected by one person ONLY && that's me. It's hard letting go, it's tough moving on && I don't care how strong you are that shit hurts. For someone to leave you like that....beat you up inside like that, talk bad about you straight like that! I'm a good ass person but I don't have to prove that to nobody the only person that matters is ME. I'm tired of hearing about everyone's problems and being treated any type of way...i'm not getting paid to hear your BULLSHIT! I'm somewhat meaner that I've ever been in my life but i'm okay with that. I didn't change in a bad way but I can't with these human beings who think it's cool for them to control your mind, pick your life apart or have a say so on the decisions YOU make. I always had a low tolerance but if I can't take something anymore I just won't...TODAY I chose not to give a fuck about anyone other that what's best for me, what's left of me...what's going to benefit ME! I am living a sin free lifestyle by choice && i'm proud. Today I quit letting those who don't do shit for me matter even an ounce because you don't. I'm not going to acknowledge anyone if that's what I chose...I will be bothered when I can be...take it or leave it the window is always open. Today I will smile because it happened and smile because it came to an end. Today I will plan what I will do with my summer && evaluate who I will become in the next couple of months. I have plans...I have dreams && I have serious ambition. I am in control of my destiny...Today is not the day to get on my bad side especially with everything i'm going through alone. Today I am shaking it all off because I have too many rooting for my success && waiting on portraits that I've promised to make. Everybody so damn nosey, can I live? Can I NOT be an open book and do things without you worrying who she with or what she talking about? Who she dating, where she live, what she doing with her life now. That shit so nerve wrecking. I'm about to take off to a whole new level and it's funny because not everybody you start with you end with && not everybody you loving is going to love you back. I love myself tooooo much that I won't substitute my dignity for anyone. I shouldn't have to, it's over. If someone was going to do something they would have done it by now. People ain't shit && you're going to hurt whether you say how you feel or keep it in....either way you have to find a way to deal with the cards life hands you. I choose today not to give a flying fuck about anything but Sable && my siblings...i'm not waiting on something i'll never get or have. If you settle you get less than what you actually settled for. What you can do is count on yourself to soar higher than you ever expected. I have so much built up that i'm just going to let it out with energy towards success. Underestimate me all you want, my intelligence, my heart, "everything i'm not made me everything I am" and it's okay to feel....that's what I love most about change...when it comes it's no turning back. Someone will help me heal && appreciate my blessings....friends family etc. I won't allow the criticism nor lack of empathy. Those who think they are better than you will also get less of my time. We battle ourselves everyday...i'm almost there && i'm proud of my endurance. You don't know my struggle, my story or my hustle. What you see is what you get && you won't be getting much. *toodles*<br />
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Signed Sanae' .</div>
Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-47414274070741837002013-02-23T04:31:00.005-08:002013-02-23T04:41:46.365-08:00Surrender<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Can we let our love-sick thoughts re-take it's course</div>
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I kept walking away without proper divorce</div>
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This isn't a hoax, joke, no sugar coats</div>
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But a plea that i'm the one for you...</div>
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Are you truly the one he picked for me? </div>
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Memories are taped on the walls inside my ribs</div>
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We are both at fault but all I see is us raising kids</div>
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In my dreams..is it a hallucination to help me heal...</div>
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Can we find ways to deal...let our flesh rub..lips seal</div>
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The potential never fades we can only learn not to move so fast</div>
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I shouldn't have made us an item without learning of your past</div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">I just knew I wanted to be with you and I wouldn't dare ever change that..</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">Was it fate that we met...chance or just a lesson of curiosity killed the cat</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">For the experience to be better lovers for somebody distant and new?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><i>I love you so much <strike>Dion</strike></i> seems like this poem will just have to due..</span><span style="color: #660000;">.</span></div>
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There is nowhere to hide...we can only look ahead...what's there to spare?</div>
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Every flaw we shared was resplendent...understood love in the southern air</div>
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Listening to Pandora makes it even harder to earnestly explain.....</div>
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How I've made it coping with our division followed by unbearable pain</div>
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They say the one who causes it usually can in the same have it fixed</div>
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I just wanted to be the only ONE I can't hear about other chicks</div>
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It made me flip, become this passionate bitch I never want to be</div>
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Because I cared for you so much and was afraid you might go back and leave</div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">First that is...I act the way I do for a reason but my trust issues weren't like yours</span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">Stabbing each other and playing the blame game won't rebuild all those broken doors!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">We could have so much more...if we are a team....I get it now <i>communication is KEY</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;"><b>God</b> was needed in the beginning he will do the mending.....he's the one to help us see</span></div>
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I can't control your feelings but I can say love is stronger than our egos and pride</div>
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If nothing changes...closure is nice but I want to work for this.. I've reached and tried</div>
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Never thought i'd hear myself say these unbelievable unclouded things...</div>
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I've grown entirely soo much, i'm happy with it...and who I am..may our hearts sing</div>
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Together in holy matrimony, I come to you sincerely in this deja vu i'm in</div>
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I've learned not to hold it in so long, i'm in a space where I just want to win</div>
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being afraid of loving someone...that's the way it goes, It was more good than it was bad</div>
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it doesn't foreshadow how you made me feel and the days I was constantly sad</div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">I just want to fix it, start fresh on learning about one another's needs...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">Judgment isn't what neither of us should bleed</span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d;"><i><b> I rather be with you</b></i>....and carry your seed under</span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d;">the condition to no longer </span><span style="color: #38761d;">hurt me...I think of how my mother still asks of you </span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">She studies my every move knowing too that i'm hiding how this sky blue</span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">embarrassment doesn't matter when i'm assuring this is true</span></div>
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I write for release, we may not ever get back together but this is for me..for peace</div>
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You aren't held in my captivity....I know what I have to do...i'm not weak, not to be walked</div>
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all over but to be taken seriously. I am strong, I have been all along...my faith is saying we can</div>
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go on off boundless love...you laugh at my hope but years from now...we might both be crazy in love</div>
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walking down that aisle...it's so fairy tale ish..</div>
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I pretend i'm hardcore but that's the only way I can protect myself when I don't want others to sense more. </div>
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When you think you understand but have no idea what you let happen our images were too cool...</div>
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If we both pray for another chance please don't make me an old mans fool</div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">Life has a certain way at making you<b> FEEL</b> what you wish would just go away</span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">but if it hasn't died yet maybe it was always suppose to stay...we went astray </span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">I see myself in a much brighter light, I believe in this insane love I just lost sight</span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">I've never knew how to put up a fight, I might even be too late if I can forgive you for such agony</span></div>
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<span style="color: #38761d;">That's already offering half of me...<strike><i>I surrender</i></strike>...love has no expectations that's why I don't expect you to do anything but try to be tender.</span></div>
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Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-70285438508019573212013-02-18T03:29:00.001-08:002013-03-14T02:08:19.158-07:00Honey Molasses...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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In my free time...<br />
you are my spring<br />
my future king, the<br />
cling to my hipbones<br />
a dysfunctional love Jones<br />
there isn't another clone..<br />
for we are the prototype<br />
of one another's destiny...<br />
put your chest to me, my heart<br />
beats an instrumental tune...<br />
is it too soon, for us to undress<br />
our thoughts underneath the white<br />
moon? words aren't enough, we both<br />
pretend to be tough, I know you like it rough<br />
I want to stay in your cuffs...i'm your honey molasses<br />
soft, buttery smooth and sweet...play with my feet, take<br />
me so high that nothing can break our tie...our souls became balloons,<br />
feed me with spoons of honey, thick nectar so pure and sticky.<br />
This constant tug of war is starting to get tricky, we play Russian<br />
roulette...but why lose a bet when the best card match is me. As<br />
closely near, you feel my prescence in my erotic eyes...a picture can tell<br />
a million lies or one truth. I want to be glued to you and your love..put no one above<br />
US. I imagine bubbles, candles and some Floetry...I want to be your only poetry, drown in my ass...it's better than anyone you've ever had...don't hold back come find my opening...turn on the<br />
lights, put on your reading glasses kiss each letter in my name and dream of me as molasses..stuck in your heart, swallow my existence and save it because we're not done. I bite you like chocolate and dream that I can taste the skin, we don't wanna never end....didn't finish the song, don't be too long, that voice I miss...the nature in our kiss...it's too hard to tell if a match made in heaven set the fire in hell.<br />
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Love, Honey Molasses / Sable S.<br />
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Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-76406204261288615112013-02-18T02:13:00.001-08:002013-02-18T02:18:11.354-08:00p.O.e.M u.K.n.O.w.N<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>I know you don't see yourself </i><i>the way I see you...</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>&& you </i><i>still argue, when I call you </i><i>beautiful. But all the</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>things </i><i>you can't stand about yourself,</i><i>are all things I can't go a day without.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i><span style="color: #6aa84f;">I didn't write this, however I thinks it's so important to express yourself though metaphors and descriptive visuals relating to the universe. I chose to post this poem because I see things in certain individuals that they don't see in their self I want to say that inner beauty means so much to me and I believe everyone has a light shining in them that nobody could take away. That spark illuminates when you meet different people. It never fades, it's memorable, love is fascinating because when you can't tell the person how you really feel you can write about it. This poem gave me some sort of knowledge. Who comes to your mind when you see certain things, hear particular songs or read a meaningful poem? That's the point of it all...to discover, value...think && cherish this type of recognition. I am an introvert but it doesn't matter, this made me feel good...because I know what it's like to see this in a person who might now have known why when they can't see it for themselves.</span> </i></span></div>
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Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-57267019851342691992013-01-31T02:27:00.000-08:002013-01-31T02:55:13.568-08:00Le Secret..(Poem)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's 1:44 a.m. as I freely expose my sable colored breast...<br />
I am wildly awake because your frame won't seem to rest<br />
inside the walls of my vagina nor the space in my treasure chest<br />
I finally confess my feelings for you won't shrink any less..<br />
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Than my cracked hearts desire to be back in the country<br />
where we could expose our pains together in silence..and<br />
when she collapsed into you and he melted in her chocolate sea...<br />
naturally, like the plain yogurt I eat...you were good for my health<br />
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A new flavor so free...maybe i'm hopefully seeking to hit a brick wall<br />
my fantasy is real while reality knows I won't get that missed call...<br />
of an area code that could only make me paint mountain falls..so<br />
hard to forget this secret I hide very well..they can't find it..I mean at all<br />
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It's breathing in my lungs, living in between my thighs...jumping in my veins,<br />
hiding in my eyes...that's how deep our love shall always remain<br />
the softest part of my body remembers your unspoken name<br />
I would expose this part of my love but i'm afraid...if anyone knew<br />
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How I really felt, I would be weak..immune to the devastation<br />
am I making any sense? I long to pause this constant masturbation<br />
but I can't let another get close enough to taste the concentration<br />
of my fruits, they were for you...all the berries and teas I would<br />
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Feed our children..I look so well stitched but inside i'm cotton-filled<br />
staring at this computer screen taking my last birth control pill..<br />
nobody would know my secrets and how I am calmly ill<br />
by the past I didn't expect and that last minute chill<br />
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Playing footsies with my sheets, beauty is more than skin deep<br />
it's trying to help you discover that beauty isn't the beast ...nor me!<br />
love is contagious, may it spread through the memories west and east<br />
if it was stronger than pride why do we hide behind a promised kiss we'll never greet;<br />
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Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-46342296554711829142013-01-04T01:07:00.001-08:002013-01-04T01:41:16.906-08:004 My Loners...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I'm laying on the couch eating my Hello Kitty fruits snacks reflecting on my 23 years of life. I am indeed a loner. Sometimes I see it as awesome other times dangerous. Too much time alone is bad for your psychological health they say but being around people everyday, all day or far too often drains the hell our of me. I enjoy spending time by myself, I have a very healthy relationship with ME. I often want to write, read, research, paint or design which means I have to think or be alone to get it accomplished by focusing. I do NOT like talking on the phone yet people call me a million times a day even if I don't answer. I don't mind texting me but even that isn't fun to me because the conversation aren't fulfilling enough for me to continue the conversations. I don't want you to think i'm rude, mean or a boring person. I'm full of life!!! It's just I like to be alone && I can no longer control it. I really want to be in a relationship so I can be with someone who understands me && we can quietly enjoy being with each while doing our own favorable hobbies. Being weird is nothing to me but my friends don't get why I might be this way. Sometime I feel when I let people inside my most personal zone they don't appreciate what i'm sharing. I don't care about opinions, advice or people discussing my business with other's. I like to keep it all to myself or release it in my own special way. It's said loners don't know how to social but i'm way too sociably accepted. I just constantly need rebooting because the problems are plentiful && people don't mind dragging you in it. To those who completely get where i'm coming from why is it so hard for other's to give you your space without getting upset, gossiping or coming up with crazy conclusions that you're going through something? Maybe I just don't feel like being bothered && will contact you when I can be. Thanks for allowing me to vent, i'm just not easily read as much as I hear i'm like a crystal ball think again. Keeping my interest is pretty rare but no offense I love my circle, associates && those who have my best wishes just respect that I live in my own world 8 hours out the day with meditated poses, in the daytime smelling roses && daydreaming of distant places ..I was drifting off as I wrote that! I'm use to being alone in my deepest nature that's how you get to know who you truly are. so it's hard for me to jump into group functions blabbing my guts out! I feel better now i'm off to watch a movie by my lonesome </div>
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<span style="color: #bf9000;">It's 1:25 a.m. && i'm jamming to </span><b style="color: #bf9000;">Erykah Badu</b><span style="color: #bf9000;">. I love her so much...she inspires the hell out of me. She is the definition of a real artist && I admire everything about her from her naturalness...</span><strike>afropuffs</strike>.<span style="color: #bf9000;">.taste in fashion && timeless beauty (minimum make-up) she is so in touch with herself. S</span><span style="color: #bf9000;">he isn't high </span><span style="color: #bf9000;">maintenance</span><span style="color: #bf9000;"> or always showing off her body or exposing skin...yet carefree enough to uniquely comfortable with who she is. When she sings, I am moved inside. Not only is she poetic but she's loving...she speaks on worldly issues && things that actually matters. She's in tuned with nature, art, soul, culture, passion, love, dreams && life itself. I feel very strongly about her as a person</span><strike> (not trying to sound obsessed) </strike><span style="color: #bf9000;">&& i'll never even get to meet her. I've decided to make a you-tube page singing not because it's a career choice but a pleasure I get when i'm tensed. It's a soothing release for me && I have a lovely voice. She makes me feel fearless && like I can do anything. I recently drove to San Antonio for a week to visit family && everyone called me </span><b style="color: #bf9000;">Erykah Badu</b><span style="color: #bf9000;">. I know I should never want to be someone else which I don't but it's such a compliment. I can wrap almost anything around my curly fro && make it look </span><span style="color: #cc0000;">GOOD</span><span style="color: #bf9000;">! I mean that in a graceful way not cocky. I went to a 30+ club && had the time of my life. I have to step my game up on the dance floor because everyone can hustle! It was nice to be around an older crowd with real music not the "whatever you want to call it" music of today's generation. Oh && the drinks were stong...the men had them coming all night lol. Baby face lingering in the atmosphere && unexpectedly this peanut butter complexion man grabbed my shy behind up out of my seat so he could dance with me. He told me I made him feel like he was at home (Africa) && that I was absolutely beautiful...a modern day </span><b style="color: #bf9000;">Badu</b><span style="color: #bf9000;">. It touched me but I realized how much I really am way wiser beyond my years...not saying I don't enjoy indulging in entertainment with my age group or friends that are younger than I. I just mentally click with those twice my age on a whole different echelon && always have. My parents both just hit 40 even. Children are starting to look up to me now more than ever && it made me realize is God trying to show me something? Maybe I have an altered purpose...not only do I want to make art but I want kids to be able to say she is someone I look up to, can vividly remember && learn from. My friend has a 3 year old daughter who calls me just to say she loves && misses me. That tiny moment of communication means so much. We have to set standards for our upcoming generation. I will be the </span><b style="color: #bf9000;">Sable Badu</b><span style="color: #bf9000;"> of 2013 lol. I hope if she ever were to read this she would be flattered because she makes my mood so much better when i'm choleric . </span><i><span style="color: #38761d;">"Where you running to && where you running from"</span></i><span style="color: #bf9000;"> A lyric of her's. I've always been inquisitive but her music makes me think about what am I waiting to happen when I keep running away. Teach the boys && girls, time's a wastin' && I don't know how much time i'm granted. Peace && Blessings <b><strike>bloggers</strike></b> </span><span style="color: #990000;">xo.</span><span style="color: #bf9000;"> </span></div>
Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-7182719297664160562012-12-31T01:14:00.001-08:002012-12-31T01:14:10.187-08:00My sister's Keeper<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Zx1RFAQIHZs" width="480"></iframe><br />
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This is a beautiful song by one of my favorite artist that I discovered on the Tube. Sea Oleena makes me want to float, paint && meditate. It's so relaxing, soothing...&& understood. This is dedicated to my beautiful growing baby sister. I love her so much && although I haven't always been involved or the best at communication. I call her MORE && plan to Skype her once a week. so far i'm doing good!! I never had a big brother or sister...I was the experiement child, first born, the example...*melodramatic voice* I have to lead the way! These lyrics touch me in a way I can't fully describe. I appreciate the guitar so much more than I ever have. Talent like this is by far overshadowed by garbage. Anywho enough of my personal opinions..Dear<u><strong><span style="color: #cc0000;"> Harmony Heavenly Smith</span></strong></u> this one is for YOU. <br />
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"It's been a long time sister, take a walk in the crystal city"Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-2537854028592579452012-12-31T00:02:00.001-08:002012-12-31T00:56:08.224-08:00We Need Each Other..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It's 1:26 a.m. which seems to be my favorite time to write! I have a lot on my mind...the usual seeking, searching thinking Sable. As we <span style="color: #674ea7;">ALL </span>know it's almost<span style="color: #674ea7;"> 2013</span> && for the first time i'll admit i'm afraid...not that time is ticking but afraid of who I am. Not in the sense that i'm lost but I see things clearer than ever before. I feel free inside....i've decided to no longer hold on to things I just can't change...my expectation from others have greatly deceased. The only person I can control is <span style="color: #674ea7;">MYSELF</span>. As I listen to Miguel-Candle in the Sun i'm festering on my past, present && future. I am balancing this battleship called life. We're all that we got. I want to make other's fall in love with my mind...my insides then me. Not everyone just someone....I want to help save lives. I emotionally depended on certain things for longer than I realized. I am working on my spirituality with God. He is who I should put my faith in <span style="color: #674ea7;">NOT </span>men. We live in a pretty fucked up system but my greatest fear isn't the unknown world around me...it's about not living up to my potential or having a satisfying life. I don't want my happiness to consist of things...I don't care about things, America has brainwashed us to believe the more we have the happier we'll be. It's all bullshit....(excuse my french)i'm more concerned with having the essentials, being heard, making a difference && establishing myself as an artist. I have too much inside my brain && as crazy as it sounds I want to give every piece of my existence for good reason for the hopes in can be used to inspire someone else who has spiraled down a road of enternal destruction. I want to eat healthier, read more...teach myself a new language, enjoy the free pleasures of the stars in the sky...how green the grass is, the mountains...views of the sea...the smell flowers...I long for PEACE && most of all <span style="color: #674ea7;">POSITIVITY</span>. It's extremely hard out here. <strike>I deleted my twitter</strike> && i'm considering doing the same for my extra social media websites because it's a waste of energy, the brain &&<span style="color: #674ea7;"> TIME</span>....that I could be using taking yoga, creating masterpieces or taking piano lessons I can't afford yet (lol). Something productive, contructive..anything that will enhance my mind && stimulate growth. I want to smile about absolutely nothing because I know God is proud of the choices i'm making. I want to be a better friend, sister, daughter, artist, pleasant stranger, nuturing future mother...wife etc. I am working on myself. I am changing as a woman so these feelings are exciting, refreshing even. I am monitoring my activites, television shows, choice in music, what I chose to read etc. Is it teaching me something? Why do I enjoy what i'm viewing or reading? Is it healthy, beneficial or motivating me to go in a direction that can take me somewhere? We don't spend enough time questioning ourselves. Who do you want to be? My taste in music has drastically changed. I'm not saying we all will wake up with sudden drilled habits, stronger beliefs or unbreakable morals but are we trying to? Old habits die hard but my life is precious. How am I treating myself? How will I teach other people to treat or love me? How open-minded am I...am I being compassionate or slefish? This is what I ask myself. I stand up for what is right but would never judge a soul. I will pray for brighter days && consoling nights...I will pray for my enemies, foes, family...especially practice praying daily for myself. We need each other, what are we doing on earth? What's your story? What's your dream, what gives you the chills or keeps your heart beating an unheard tune? I love giving things meaning because in the end that's what matters most. The new jordans, a car we can't afford or replaceable expensive objects of our desire does not make us who we are. It doesn't make us better than the next individual either. I rather live like a peasant than fake a life full of emptiness instead of truth, love && real meaning. I don't expect everyone to think like me because my life isn't like theirs but this next level i'm venturing on is for a reason. I am letting go, looking ahead && celebrating my mind. It holds treasure worth more than silver && gold that can't be taken from me. Knowledge can't be taking from you...celebrate yourself. I am even practicing celebacy which isn't easy but such a relief to be saving myself for the love of my life (whomever that may be) I'm no longer selling myself short in any aspect. I don't have the emotional baggage, dangers of infidelity, stress or pregnancy along with unexpected disappointments right now. Don't get it twisted i'm not afraid to love again i'm just not rushing what's meant for me to have && that's someone who will treat me as a <span style="color: #674ea7;">QUEEN</span>. I'm caring, understanding, loving && most of all a genuine good person. That is how i'd like to live my life**** We are all human so I know I can no way become Jesus or another saint not even a recycled virgin Mary if I wished. However, I can control my life the best way I can && do good deeds to make me feel like a role model. I'm not just blabbing because in two days it will be a New Year but to read my own words when I feel like giving up. I have failed in my attempts to do things alone or without help but God has never left me cornered. I'm blessed beyond measure. He is who I need, who I shall depend on....because we need each other. <em><span style="color: #674ea7;">"you can have it all && still have nothing."</span></em> Purify your heart...mind..body && soul / <strong>Goodnight cold world xo</strong>. </div>
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Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-91417208743312401152012-12-28T23:32:00.000-08:002012-12-29T00:04:11.075-08:00Love is not just a verb, it's YOU looking in the mirror<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It's 1:15 a.m. central time and I am in <b>San Antonio</b> listening to Kendrick Lamar..buzzed off of my favorite (Lime-A-Rita) && i'm thinking about my year in it's entirety. I haven't wrote in so long it feels like i'm about to <span style="color: magenta;">EXPLODE</span>. <i>Poetic Justice</i> is my theme song, every rhyme lyric describes me right now. With my natural hair && my soft skin. A young west African girl trying to find her way...I have been through <span style="color: magenta;">SO MUCH</span> this year but it's all been a blessing along with a learning experience that I am grateful for. I forgive those who hurt me && i'm letting go of the past which I've been holding onto for months. It's hard to become who you are suppose to be. I stopped caring what people think, feel or see. I had to learn how to love myself all <span style="background-color: magenta;">OVER </span>again && although nobody knows this I was looking for something I knew I would never find. Somebody to love me more than I loved myself...i'm glad I went through this because I truly lost sight of who I was! I kept blaming myself for everything that happened that was out of my control or how others treated me but then I realized I was a survivor not a victim && everything I endured made me so much stronger. My mom along with my hometown<span style="color: magenta;"> (DETROIT)</span> wants me to come out with a book but i'm scared to let strangers inside my mind. It's funny to me how my real friends joke about how crazy I am but their right.I am an out of body experience in the flesh. I'm not your average woman!! Everything that I do is unexpected, spontaneous && out right random. I meet new people everyday but it's rare that I meet those who I never forget. There was this guy who turned my world upside down but I will <span style="color: magenta;">NEVER</span> forget who he is. I want him to know he was worth loving && although I got hurt, deserted && lied to in the end I know he loved me. Doesn't matter the situation I finally forgive him. Nobody wants a bitter <span style="color: magenta;">BITCH</span>. I have to free myself && let go..if it's meant for us to cross paths again then it was inevitable because I think of him every single solitary day. My true friends know he changed my life. I've matured && meditated over my old behaviors. He has became apart of who I was meant to be....the good, bad && the ugly. I didn't see exactly how our relationship has shaped me until it was over. I don't want to go to war with anyone from my past. I want to make love/peace. I see things so clearly && recognized how much my ex fought for me despite secrets. I see the good in everyone, that's a gift! I am not perfect but despite my immature ways that I assumed were invisible I see myself in a better light. Anyone willing to accept you flaws && all or going out of their way for is worth forgiving. I don't remember many *males* I have tossed around like a pizza but he was someone I just can't seem to shake. No one knows my secret but we share it in silence. I am proud of my strength endurance && ability to not seek any special counseling for how I have felt throughout 2012. This shit hard to admit but my year was <span style="color: magenta;">AWFUL</span>. I dealt with everything on my own terms..drinking or smoking doesn't make your problems go AWAY..I cut my hair off....it felt so good to feel free && start over with my naturalness. Other's think i'm stupid, wanna know why I did it but it's not for them to figure out. I feel good inside && out, I make my own sunshine but won't lie to you I wanted to kill myself && I don't mean that to be taken lightly. I considered suicide then when I had a dream of my mother's tears I realized I have to pull myself together because death will never be an option at least not at my own expense. I'm <span style="color: magenta;">LOVED</span> by people I don't even personally have relations with. I believe in many things so <b>Jehovah's </b>spirit took me out of that dangerous zone. I was drinking heavy this year dark liquors like <span style="color: magenta;">(Brandy [Paul Masson/E&J] Hennessy,Whiskey, Rum && my favorite Crown Royal</span>] My internship in L.A. was discontinued because I was emotionally unstable. I took a break from college && had to be with my family to regroup. After 8 months of not being myself ..I'm finally back to the Sable I remember. My world was flipped upside down && my heart was broken as much as I pretend it didn't affect me other's knew I changed. My friends noticed my absence despite my presence. I've come along way but i'm healthier, more aware, free in spirit && more mature. I never thought I would be slow to anger but when things hit the fan, I now walk away. My wants have changed...the things that I though mattered no longer do && I am ready to settle down in my life. I am braver, more creative && independent. I have finally grown into the grown woman I never knew I was capable of becoming. I am happy! I want to work harder at my dreams without other's input, help or opinions. I can't summarize my mind in just one post but while this music plays (Swimming Pools) && my buzz lingers these are my true feelings. I will always remember you. I have learned to forgive...&& love myself even more. It's okay for your plans to change as long as you keep on going<br />
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Sincerely, Picasso / <span style="color: magenta;">Sweet Sable</span> / Ms. Smith </div>
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folk in your face, you're a superstar...niggas hang around cause' of who you are...you get a lot of love cause' of what you got...say they happy for you but they really not. Sell a lot of records and you roll a Benz...swoll up in the spot, now you losing friends...ALL YOU WANNA DO IS GIVE THE WORLD YOUR HEART, BUT THE LABEL TRIED TO MAKE YOU COMPROMISE YOUR ART. You make a million dollars, make a million mo'....first class broad treat you like a nigga po'. You wanna say WAIT! but you're moving fast, try to stay sane, it's the price of fame...spending your life trying to NUMB the pain. You shake that load off and sing a song, liberate the minds...then you go on home.Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-835259542473132442012-09-30T18:38:00.000-07:002012-09-30T18:58:53.162-07:00The Beholder <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #f1c232;">You saw the best in me when I couldn't see it in myself</span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;">Time heals all scars so why did you set me on a shelf</span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><br />Perhaps in hopes of the beauty we once had to resurrect</span>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;">Or to fall inside the nectar of my being followed by a kiss on my neck</span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><br />Why do I swiftly become friends with camera phones && mirrors</span>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;">Does it reflect truth or am I praying that you'd see me clearer</span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><br />I bury oceans of unknown conflicting pain tugging at my stomach for escape</span>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;">Yet you keep me in your life because your loves agape</span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><br />Do we share a story so violent that we'd rather keep it silent?</span>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;">For only us to understand in this evil stricken land...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #f1c232;">Because my flaws are uniquely beautiful && to you I'm strongly relevant</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666;"><u><b>Sincerely Sable Sanae'</b></u></span></div>
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<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UEVMEDA5bIs?fs=1" width="459"></iframe> Jill Scott is my favorite soul singer on the planet! She brings me so much peace, emotion and hope. She is the epiphany of a real woman, she's been in many different situations and she understands so much about life....growth...love. I admire her and I'm blessed I got to see her live in concert at the famous Essence Festival held in New Orleans *2010* She has a song for everything a woman feels. She inspires my spirits...&& eases my insides. Makes me want to drive in the wee hours of the night...cruise singing along. Her music shifts my mood, changes my thoughts and everyone knows she makes you HUNGRY too! (lol) It's like I'm in planet soul. Thankful for this genre. See the light always....it's at the end of the tunnel waiting for you to reach it.</div>
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won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You
have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth.
You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And
when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or
death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the
apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell
yourself you tasted as many as you could.”</span></span></span>~ <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/9388.Louise_Erdrich">Louise Erdrich</a>,
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><i>Mourning for your guitar during hot days</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><i>Feeding them with food to my delights</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><i>.............<b>Suffocated hugs;</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">I loved you without fault</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">I loved you without pain</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">even through our boiling points</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">Now all that's left to comfort me</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">flickering fleshful frolics...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">from when love was there</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">Clinging to your spine</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">as if I squeezed your bones in each fist</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">snoozing during the day, haunting me at night</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">An unwritten future together we didn't get to finish...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">I try to let you go but your spirit wants my life!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">foolishly I ship my mind in an e-mail </span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">I loved you without sin</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">I loved you without sun</span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">I loved you when it hurt </span></div>
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">&& back you DIDN'T come <3</span></div>
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Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-59131148317694618832012-06-09T02:18:00.001-07:002012-06-09T02:22:37.986-07:001:53 a.m<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I'm smoking && listening to old school r-n-b having a good time in L.A. thinking about a lot both sad but mostly memories that make me feel good...the old days when life is carefree, special all the things we should hold on to. I can't wait to make tons of paintings to leave parts of my spirit out into the universe....ever been scared to put yourself out there? I am soo emotional which I have to remember is okay..since i'm a woman but I plan to push myself to add all of those unwritten diary pages...embedding it into my art coming straight from my heart. I am indeed a lover, of all things created, i've been laying in the grass every other day soaking up the sun...sippin on rum enjoying the sounds of nature.<br />
When i'm indoors I enjoy myself. In the wee hours of the morning is when you let yourself go completely...I am tingling from my own inhibitions; I wonder would people enjoy my insaneness once I let it explode...I hope so</div>Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-43042368981402276172012-04-23T21:34:00.000-07:002012-04-23T21:34:44.140-07:00Dare To Be<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><i>when there is darkness, dare to be the first to shine a light.</i></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><i>when there is injustice, dare to be the first to condemn it.</i></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><i>when something seems difficult, dare to do it anyway.</i></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><i>when life seems to beat you down, dare to fight back.</i></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><i>when there seems to be no hope, dare to find some.</i></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><i>when times are tough, dare to be tougher.</i></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><i>when someone is hurting, dare to help them heal.</i></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><i>when another is lost, dare to help them find a way.</i></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><i>when a friend falls, dare to be the first to extend a hand.</i></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><i>when you cross paths with another, dare to make them smile.</i></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><i>when you feel great, dare to help someone else feel great too. </i></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><i>when the day has ended, dare to feel as you've done your best</i></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">DARE TO BE THE BEST YOU CAN-at all times dare to be!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #ffe599; font-family: georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><b>By: Steve Maraboli (Life, The Truth && Being Free) </b></span></span></div>Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-21799273533325985842012-03-25T14:59:00.000-07:002012-03-25T14:59:52.973-07:00I Won't Let You Lie To Yourself<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">Loving you is hard...loving you is wonderful</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">When you're holding back, is it so impossible</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">Tell me why..I try to control what's on your mind</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">&& you should be here by my side, shouldn't be</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">making me cry, so don't go saying...contemplating, that i'm </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">better off alone...'cause you're amazing...you drive</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">me crazy, when you gonna know..you're too proud to let it show</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">but I WON'T LET YOU LIE TO YOURSELF. You got it in your head</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">I was made for someone else && not you! It's a little late..when you're in my arms</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica;"><span style="font-size: 12px;">I'll keep on telling you til you start believing; </span></span><br />
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It's 4:41 p.m. on this beautiful Texas afternoon....the clouds are out for my enjoyment as I sit on the patio of my friend's Art Studio...sipping tea listening to Arcade Fire. I'm thinking about the direction I am going in && it's a new one...i'm sailing somewhere new soon *as always* wiser, stronger && more grateful for my chances, experiences && moments that i'll forever be attached to. I do NOT like dwelling on the past although it lingers when i'm at my most sensitive moments. I'm attached to my moments....they're all I have. I believe we are put on this earth to fulfill our purpose && i'm closer to pursuing my own. I love color....painting is something I've been scared to give my all to. I have realized i'm afraid of letting go of who I really am....I hold back ALL the time sharing a piece of my heart but never giving everything I have. In order for me to be successful I need to let loose and run wild with my creativity because I have a million things if not more to express. I want people to attach themselves to my personal pleasures && pain in a way where i'm always remembered. I find myself in a totally different time, place, situation && era. The Sable reality: I don't see the world the way everyone else does...I have a dangerous optimistic mindset that what will be can be even if it's not planned properly just go for it && see what happens. I stay up late tossing && turning about all I want to do && say you can do this if you keep believing in what you have to offer. At times I wish there were other planets we could live on because i'm not sure if I am quite fit to be on earth lol I know sounds crazy but i'm DIFFERENT. I love all people && things...I love nature && being indoors. I want to explore && see everything I can possibly imagine. I can't keep the same train of thought for 5 seconds but my personality makes up for it promise! We're getting ready to make some oatmeal walnut cookies....my favorite but I wanted to say something for my readers...it's okay to be attached to life....I am && i'm seeing the beauty in all chaos even if it ends in disaster. </div>Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-5276664040572401462012-03-04T16:34:00.000-08:002012-03-04T16:36:19.396-08:00Good Character....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #e06666;">+ A commitment to a relationship without good character leads to chaos. Character sets boundaries; It may not determine what you will do, but it will ALWAYS determine what you won't do. Character let's you know how much you're willing to pay to get what you want. Anyone in a relationship who has no character is dangerous. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666;">+ Good character does not have to be in the spotlight, overtly running the show and screaming for recognition. when your character is forged by determination and your ego is strengthened by enduring past defeats, you do not need to resort to intimidation or shaming to get your goals. anyone who thinks he can get what he wants by cheating, lying, or manipulating is sadly mistaken.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666;">+ You carry who you are with you everywhere you go. If you do not build solid character, you will not be able to build healthy relationships. Genuine relationships require integrity, someone who displays the same character in all circumstances. Someone who plays by the rules and can be trusted by the other person. Someone who gives credit where credit is due. Someone who lives by faith. Someone who trust the Creator to accomplish all that he or she was made and called to do.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666;">+ The wicked may prosper for a season, but they will not endure and most certainly will not ultimately triumph.</span>
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<i>I'm feeling all these wonderful emotions....some sad some good some hard to deal with along with new feelings of happiness...processing what's eternally apart of you is so powerful. I am always on the go whether it's with school work or travel. My life is constant, always && devastatingly exciting. I exaggerated that last statement lol what I mean is I decided to take the time out of my busy world to think about my feelings eternally...what WON'T go away, what WILL eventually && those butterfly feelings when your life is on the right track! Between my personal && academic growth as a woman, artist,lover,friend....I am inhaling life && exhaling love. More than often I have been very deep within my feelings....dealing with things the world couldn't even come close to guessing...I keep TONS of stuff to myself so here I am writing you about all these wrapped up feelings inside my overworked brain. Maxwell moves me eternally....my whole body shifts depending on what he's singing about && to me if someones music can continue to do that...it's epic! I like being emotional for two reasons....what good would it do if I were zombie like...I have touched other's with my overwhelming loving tendencies to care without me even knowing...I can't help it it's a part of who I am. I love having emotions because that lets me know I feel great things for I am deeply connected to the earth; Does that make sense? Maybe not to my audience but it does to me. I could sit here && write FOREVER...but I do not have that type of free time. My feeling can't be taken away from me.....their private yet I long to share all of them. I DO NOT thing the world is ready for my dangerous beloved mind. I have this tingling sensation inside me right now from the thought of my old lovers...what makes my heart ache, what makes it open and pour a little of my existence into the air. Kind of deep...not event he things that consume me is beyond keeping up with. Eternally I just want you to know my name is Sable....you'll never come close to meeting one exactly like me with the same name && personality....my feeling are what keep me here willing to produce the best quality my spirit can envelop. xo</i></div>Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859743823355783519.post-90717762433239118252012-02-22T19:34:00.000-08:002012-02-22T19:34:35.156-08:00Epiphany<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Dear Picasso,<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8v9p2J0r8wBhFc-pUpYcnULGfaLZkT0pKt-agpVNNUsSMTG46aJKrLHvJ8kpK-GQlCr0sO56guwwmzuxP0H_90FXWnqAdUVFSaLPjyOKYu9s6_3e9W-2c5fpDzL_14ORL0UQMqyQCPA0/s1600/library.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8v9p2J0r8wBhFc-pUpYcnULGfaLZkT0pKt-agpVNNUsSMTG46aJKrLHvJ8kpK-GQlCr0sO56guwwmzuxP0H_90FXWnqAdUVFSaLPjyOKYu9s6_3e9W-2c5fpDzL_14ORL0UQMqyQCPA0/s320/library.jpg" width="190" /></a>I abruptly needed to talk to you about the past && current events in my life *secretly not in detail*. I have had the strange realization of my innermost feelings including progress. What do I want out of life? Who do I want to share it with? Am I doing as much as I can with my time? All of these things hit me like lighting...I recently felt something I haven't felt in a long time. The way this feeling made me feel was NOT good nor was it <i>"completely"</i> bad....it was an <span style="font-size: large;">epiphany</span> like a sudden revelation of what I need to fix, alter or change about myself. I want others in the world to <span style="color: #9fc5e8;">remember </span>me for what I've done, shared, created, how I made them feel and by simply giving as MUCH as I can to anyone && everyone without regrets. I want to be so in-tuned with nature, my art && soul that nothing or no one can take the essential part of living away from me. I <span style="color: #9fc5e8;">have loved && lost</span>.....each scenario keeping special segments of this wave inside my heart. I prayed to Jehovah....cried actually && he told me not to be sad over anything in this system of things because he is going to be sure that I am protected if I do the right things. When I speak of the right things I mean continuing to do random acts of kindness...volunteer somewhere, help a stranger && enjoy all free things because <span style="color: #f6b26b;">LESS IS MORE.</span> I am content.....I forgive anyone who has unintentionally hurt me because I see the good in everyone && I still see it in a particular someone no matter how the house of cards were dealt. I had a talk with myself && with a distraught smile I made a list of all the wonderful qualities I KNOW this individual has && how I wish I could tell them even though I won't look <strike>BACK</strike>. When I needed someone to believe in me because I couldn't believe in myself they were there....the good should always outweigh the bad but it takes an evolving person to catch this. whether or not I feel this indescribably emotion the fact that it took over my body says to me just how much I cared. With this abundance of life inside me I want to give it to another the way it was given to me through showing who I really am && plan on being. I'm young but mature enough to recognize my own faults, failures && growth. No human on this earth is perfect but I do know that when you experience this same feeling that I cannot put into the right words....knowing that it existed doesn't mean you should let it die....give more life && breath to it. That is how reciprocity works, I realized that I should remain strong && positive <span style="color: #e69138;">NO MATTER WHA</span><span style="color: #f6b26b;">T</span> someone out there has been through worst or wishing they had what I have now && that's the feeling of a therapeutic love. The way things turn out are not how they have to stay we can react in silence && if time permits...maybe it can reveal the dynamics of the core parts of those feelings....the kind that makes your face ache because you looked into someones soul && finally understood; Scary? I'm connected && deeply in tuned to the emotional side of my being, am I capable of making mistakes? <span style="color: #e69138;">ABSOLUTELY</span> so instead of bashing out at the world I <span style="color: #f6b26b;">CHOOSE</span> not to judge nor question what isn't meant for me to perceive right now. Instead I want to build healthy rooted relations with whomever I can while I am able. We each are battling are own demons so why do it alone? We need time to see ourselves inside out....getting to know why we make the decisions we make...Our openness to the mind is crazy because you never know how you will turn out...but I believe in everyone that they can change && make this world a better place even if we were not equally treated with such heartfelt intentions. I am blessed to be able to have the chapters && channels of all <span style="color: #e69138;">MOMENTS</span>...that is how you learn, my Epiphany is not bittersweet but immersed....I thank you for this && <b>Beyonce's---HALO</b> reminds me of this person who will have a piece of me forever....it was another way for me to interpret "see that all human beings regardless of the history or background has a Halo even if it's hiding. It's wicked out here doesn't mean I have to be...I simply don't want to && i'm going to live my life seeing the good instead of criticizing those who have made mistakes! <span style="color: #e69138;">LOve SaBle </span></div>Miss Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13753222272141937737noreply@blogger.com0