Sun Moon and Stars

Humanity is at the highest point it has ever been. We have travelled over most of the land, and have even landed on the moon. The question is, how far can we go in outer space, when we can't even reach the bottom of our oceans? Will we discover all there is before we become dinosaurs? Will we become dinosaurs?

http://nasa.gov/
http://www.mnsu.edu/emuseum/biology/humanevolution/index.shtml

New Year Resolution

2010 is coming! Are you ready? That is a good question to ask, but does a change in date really matter? A guy I used to go to high school with said what is the use in setting up resolutions? That is a good point. There is a new saying in NYC's MTA: If you see something, say something. Don't just let a suspiscious person come on the train or bus and pretend everything is okay ~ that might cost lives...

So what about my life. I'm not one for resolutions. I tried that in elementary after telling most kids Santa did not exist (not nice, maybe why I didn't have too many friends). It was a utter and complete failure. Afterwards, workout routines did not work out too well. It has become my nature to not plan and just let things fall into place. Now I am unemployed, like many others right now. I left a not so well paying job in order to focus more on my return to college, and hoped an internship would give me the hook-up. Things did not work out according to plan, but hey man, I'm not perfect, alright? To plan or not to plan for the new year, that is the question?

Nonetheless, I hope everyone has a beautiful new year! Goals that weren't accomplished hopefully will be. If you were saving for a house, I hope you get it. If you lost a house to foreclosure, I hope that you will get better than what you had. Maybe this year I'll be rich...that's a nice thought.

Drops of Gold

Could I be you once again,


With your smiles of Gold?


No treasure hunt I need


By being in the presence of your souls.


Just to see you breathe


Brings me relief


And closer to God to believe.


Just you as my child is sometimes


All I need.


If I could bring all the Kings and Queens


To your feet I would


But that’ll soil your shining presence


To wood.


My Stars, my heart, the fruit of labor


That I’ve sought…


For you I’ve searched and now I’m caught.

The Toughest Decision

We are at tough times people. No doubt I did not have to tell you that. Women are not the only ones who I think this question should apply to. I know of plenty single fathers and was raised by one at a time. Married couples should think about this too. Is a career more important than quality time with children. I'm thinking about this because it is now 3AM and I am up looking for a new J-O-B. Food needs to be on the table, but I know I won't have much energy in the morning. At the same time, I'm trying to make money on the side with writing. Any opinions on this?

This is in the works, short story/memoir

“Suddenly the Lord rained burning sulfur on the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah and destroyed them and the whole valley, along with all the people there and everything that grew on the land. But Lot’s wife looked back and turned into a pillar of salt.”
- Good News Bible; Genesis, Chapter 19:24-26

I recounted to Rhonda these verses, expecting a response that was in sync. We were on the phone, as always, talking for hours on end about nothing much. “So you remember that story from the Bible?”
“No heffa, I don’t know about it.”
I replied, “well, you know about Sodom and Gomorrah then?”
“No, woman, I don’t.”
My purse was suddenly heavy. Rhonda did not know Bible stories? There’s something new to learn everyday, especially about wrong assumptions. In five minutes, I summarized the allegory of Lot, his wife, and the doomed cities. “You see, it took me a while to figure it out, but I think I get why she turned into a pillar of salt.” The air began to bite at my naked hands. “It hit me earlier today when I was dropping off my kids.” The cracks on the sidewalk annoyed my effort in pushing the shopping cart.
“What, it made you realize that you’re a salty woman?”
“Ha ha. No, but,” I struggled, “I mind as well talk to you later. Your corny jokes are making it harder for me to go home.”

To Blog or Not to Blog

I am young, but very old school. Truly, for me to say OMG makes me feel strange. I'd rather some other language like oh shit or what the fuck...now see that is WTF? Besides, I have kids not and if I curse they will definitely - whether it be in my face or not. Anyway, reality has kicked me in the face several times to let me know that blogging is part of life if you are a writer. Working a regular nine to five is okay if you do not have the urge to write a book based on your turbulent upbringing or a poem about a simple butterfly that mesmerized you. This is a recession, so I have no problem admitting that I have looked on Craigslist for a job. There are plenty of times that I stumbled accross a post for a writer, and guess what it said? "What is your website?" "Send a link of your blog." And I said (pardon my language once again), "fuck you, pay me". That of course did not work out how I wanted to. The pen and the pad is only useful when I am away from the computer. So here it is, I have made a BLOG. I've even joined Facebook...OMG