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Greetings Kings & Queens

So, so, so much has happened since we last spoke. I’ve gotten started on this posting at least 4 or 5 times, only to get defeated by the magnitude of the events surrounding each carefully designed day.

The universe is moving, working and growing. Every seed sown is coming to harvest, even now. The good, the bad and the in different. Where shall I begin?

It hurts when someone who you consider a friend or at least they were on the upward path from Associate to Friend betrays you. Or maybe betrayal is too harsh, but when someone whom you genuinely care about allows pride, defensiveness and outside influences cause them to become something or someone else..it tears at your soul. So we’ll refer to this person as “Miami”. Miami made a comment on my facebook page, which made me feel that she was insinuating something, based on info that her significant other “messily” told me a week or so prior. Long story short Miami and I go at each other’s throat on face book. Finally, I put a plug in it..until Miami’s psycho “have nothing, be nothing” ass In-significant other decided to start cussing me out via text message. I chose NOT to respond to the text message. I was getting slight flashbacks of 8th or even 9th grade. Thus, I kindly asked “Miami” to ask her “piece of shit” to cease and desist sending me text messages. Miami and I also got some things out in the open via email. But sadly too much had been said, assumed and ignited. In fact, I knew that Miami was the fuel to the entire fire. It was all a tragic attempt to overshadow the fact that in spite the LOUD claims which she made to leave this leech-abuser that she was with, she once again returned home to the warm “abusing” arms of her IN-significant other. Smoke and Mirrors, people…I tell ya, smoke and effin mirrors. Meanwhile insignificant-other continued to send me “obscene text messages”; finally I answered this way “Let this be your last time sending messages to my phone. I am soooooo serious. Adults, don’t hide behind poorly written text messages. Now, if you are dead set on confronting me, you are welcomed to come to house and take up whatever matter with me”.-----All text messages ceased.

At the end of the day, all I could think about was “unevenly yoked”. I am shaking my head even as I type this. I have such high hopes and deep dreams for my Sisters in this world. My first hope is that we learn how to love ourselves, so strongly that we are never tempted to get involved with anyone who doesn’t meet our needs or gives us the slightest inkling of negativity.

My energy is all depleted from this. I will write some more tomorrow…Blah