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Tuesday, June 21, 2016

The Karma of Passive Aggression #poetry




At this point in time many of us have realized two basic truths/

The first is this fact/ How folks are/ and how folks act/ might not match/ like your two thumbs do/

Number two/ There is karma associated with everything we do/

Before your mind contemplates/ or deliberates/ the karma we make by being fake/ please allow me to elaborate/

How folks act/ and how folks are “not matching” (in this case) is in reference/ to folks that are passive aggressive/ 

Those folks that avoid confrontation at all cost/ as well as forward motion or progression/

Left back in spirituality school/

Thinking it is hip and cool/

Showing up to class without class/ or the notes from yesterday’s lesson/

Carrying burden around like it’s a blessing/ 

Fool/

Choosing burden and oppression over freedom of expression/ 

Making life uncomfortable for them-self/ a slave to their inner rage and aggression/ 

Now bold talk and big bluffs/ from those who ain’t that tough/

Brings me back to the second point I made on line three/

Before your mind contemplates/ or deliberates/ the karma we make by being fake/ please allow me to elaborate/

There is karma associated with everything we do/ is in reference to/ the circular nature of the universe/

Meaning the energy you put out will most certainly return to you/

Sort of like how the soul returns to god/

Take me for example/

I was too passive to speak back in the day/

Even though I had plenty to say/

I would get walked on lyrically by emcees who spit aggressively/

My Karma/ regret and dishonor/ knowing I would have killed had I just went harder/

Present day/ No sons and no daughters/ Just God in closed quarters/ Tea leaves and hot water/ 

Went from inspired chaos to lyrical order/

Went from news watcher to street reporter/

Speaking live from the concrete jungle, brown bricks and gray mortar/

The Karma for believing I wasn't worthy was the reality of my own thoughts/

The karma for living on my knees was wobbly legs when I finally stood up/

The karma for living fake was a failure to recognize the real/

The karma for loving fearless is accepting immortality/

The karma for spreading my wings was flying away/

The karma for living a dream was being awake/

The karma for teaching a student was learning a lesson/


The karma of passive aggression ~


GB

Monday, May 30, 2016

Monday, April 11, 2016

The Hidden Love Killer (PTSD) #podcast Graffiti Bleu Interviews Author Linda D. Wattley




I walk in spirit with God's wind at my back... I think out-loud and I share those thoughts with critical thinkers. Today's thinker is Author Linda Diane Wattley. We chop it up about her book "Soldier With A Backpack" Living and Dying Simultaneously


 

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Just My Thoughts: Positive 2 Negative (ISSM) Fuckery 2 Fuck That Shi...



Just My Thoughts: Positive 2 Negative (ISSM) Fuckery 2 Fuck That Shi...: http://www.blogtalkradio.com/kulturezinenetwork/2016/03/24/just-my-thoughts-with-graffiti-bleu I walk in spirit with God's...


I walk in spirit with God's wind at my back... I think out-loud and I share those thoughts with critical thinkers. Today's thinkers are Model/Actresss/Personality Aye Yo Jazz & Concious. We chop it up about industry politics (fuckery) and how to turn negatives into positives on this episode of Just My Thoughts.

Positive 2 Negative (ISSM) Fuckery 2 Fuck That Shit #podcast






I walk in spirit with God's wind at my back... I think out-loud and I share those thoughts with critical thinkers. Today's thinkers are Model/ Actress/ Personality Aye Yo Jazz & Conscious. We chop it up about industry politics (fuckery) and how to turn negatives into positives on this episode of Just My Thoughts.

I Know... #Poetry of a personal nature...

I know why you say "That conversation would never happen"

I know why a woman who has no desire to make peace with me wants to have casual "dialogue" at work.

I know why you were and still are hell bent on keeping our history a secret.

I know exactly why you had a sudden loss of empathy after I signed my lease.

I know why you and D____ are as thick as thieves.

I know that you loved what I could do or provide for you at one point. But that love was never for who I was or am.

I know that I was so love starved from my disaster of a marriage I chose not to see it.

I also know that you may have briefly considered but never seriously envisioned me as your man, husband or friend.

I know I was kept around just in case shit with you and E____ got ugly and to help you get rid of him.

I know I have no desire to have a casual dialogue with anyone who would lie to, deceive or manipulate me.

I know I have no desire to have casual dialogue with anyone who rejected my love and insulted my intelligence.

I know I am not required to respect anyone who has blatantly disrespected me.

Do not speak to me at work outside of the confines of patient care.

Do not look at me or invade my space.

Tell your ego I said goodbye.

And if you do approach me again and I sense your ego is at play I will walk away from you like you were never there.

You stole what I would have given you for free.


I am more than a utility.

GB

Thursday, March 17, 2016