Canyons, stairs, and so much green. So far the best path I’ve ever seen.
Not a single ounce of my self worth depends on your acceptance
Quincy Jones
Today I watched a movie about a 9 year old who didn’t like to make decision unless he knew how it would change his life.
In this film I thought about myself
Naturally
And the unnatural parts about me
Like
And this is no joke
Sometimes I think I see the future
I use to say I could either see myself dying really young or really old and there was never any in between
I’ve seen my life with a boy
I’ve seen our family
I’ve seen the Christmas card
I’ve seen us taking over the world
I’ve seen myself with another boy
And us rocking in chairs together
Us laying in bed as the kids ran up and down the halls
I’ve seen us holding hands over breakfast
And bickering before bed
I’ve seen a life where I’m with a women
And she makes me the happiest I’ve ever been in my entire life
Never is there a moment that we don’t see the brighter side of things
We live in California I think
Because every time I think of us it’s always so sunny
Sometimes I see myself alone
I have a cat
And I mostly wear simple blacks and Denim
I work hard
My home has few plants
I get so much accomplished and I am really successful
But I’m alone
I’ve seen a life where I die at 27
With a white lighter in my hand
I lived an artsy life
I had enough stories for everyone to talk about st the funeral
But I was never truly myself
I was drowning in my obsession of chasing happiness
And one day I don’t make it
I’ve seen myself jump from many ledges
Crash the same car over and over
Crash someone else car
I’ve seen myself as an old lady who lives at the end of the culd es sac
I bake pies
And give piano lessons
I wave at the kids who board the bus for school
It’s actually just the house at the end of my block now
I’ve seen myself many different ways but which one is right
I don’t think I’ve decided yet
Sometimes I’ve seen myself on a path
And I know I could choose it
It’s clear as day what that life would be
But something says no
Something says this isn’t meant for me
And I listen
And I turn away
I may be left in known
But it’s my life to discover
I’ll figure it out
And each choice I make is always the right one
Even the choices I didn’t make
They were right too
Just for a different me
Or a me that doesn’t know it’s me
And sometimes
Things I didn’t choose now just weren’t meant for this moment
We can’t go back
Nothing with ever be the same
And time will always move forward regardless if we’re pushing it or standing still and it’s passing by
But whatever is meant to be will be
If I said no today maybe tomorrow it’ll be
If I said goodbye last week maybe in the next twenty years I’ll be ready for our next hello
Maybe I made a decision that made it easier for someone else to make another decision
Maybe I oberlooked something for someone else to find
Maybe I’m not the me I want to be
Maybe the me I didn’t choose is still waiting for me to discover her
Or them
Or him
But the me I am is the me I was meant to be
The me I will be was always meant for me
I’ll get there
Because I am me
I am me
I am
I
*Watching Netflix peacefully*
*Remembers 6 exams, 2 assignments and a presentation*
*Watches Netflix stressfully*
New acquisition for The Free Black Women’s Library 🖤 ⭐️ a book I’ve been wanting to read for a long minute, THE GAMES THAT BLACK GIRLS PLAY - Learning the ropes from Double Dutch to Hip Hop by Kyra Gaunt. As someone who is deeply invested in Black girl culture and Black girl creativity, I’ve been very curious about this book by brilliant writer, professor and ethnomusicologist Kyra Gaunt since I first heard of it years ago. When we think of Black popular music, our first thought is probably not of double Dutch; girls bouncing between two twirling ropes, keeping time to the tick tat under their toes. But this book argues that the games Black girls play – hand clapping songs, cheers, and double Dutch jump rope both reflect and iinspire the principles of Black popular music making. This book illustrates how our musical styles are incorporated into the earliest games girls learn and how in a fact these games contain the DNA of Black music. In this celebration of playground poetry and childhood choreography, through interviews, recordings, personal memories and anecdotes Kyra uncovers the rich contributions of girls play to Black popular culture.
I miss the First Family [x]
Nova Rose Greene
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“ For the love of Soul “
Cj Hart & Nas’Tassia Simpson by Jordan Patterson
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