37 Degrees on April 25th...

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Someone please hate new mexico more than me?

To My Family & Friends

There is no other being that has graced this earth, that is as lucky as me to have found you. Thank you & I love you eternally.

You are my inspiration. And a very special note to my mother, an angel, a miracle, a goddess.

Hip Hop

Hip-hop had a heartbeat. It had a soul. It was a way of life that gave birth to each and every poet, dancer, creative person that roamed the earth with something to say and that something mattered. And people listened and understood and felt the heartbeat and saw truth in lyrics that caressed the beat and felt purpose in the culture that gave birth to a new era….. hip hop. We miss you.

Fear

I do not fear death but I fear inadequateness and lack of purpose run amiss.
I do not fear hurt but I fear the rejection of a kiss
I do not fear life but fear lack thereof.
I do not fear sacrifice but I fear the broken promise of love
I do not fear being alone but I fear loneliness
I do not fear politics but I fear the potency of my eloquence
I do not fear society but I fear its silence
I do not fear change but I fear the fall of a white picket fence
I do not fear blood but I fear my reflection after I have pulled the trigger
I do not fear racism but I fear the ignorance of a black man that still refers to himself as a nigger
I do not fear the sweat of hard work but I fear laziness
I do not fear the darkness but I fear the whispers of the selfish temptress
I do not fear war but I fear the cries of parentless children
I do not fear a bullet but I fear the words that bleed on my paper from my pen
I do not fear failure but I fear the lesson not learned
I do not fear man but I fear his greed and his evil well earned
I do not fear experience but I fear regret
I do not fear the scorn from mere eyes but I fear that my name they will never forget
I do not fear my anger but I fear for those that unleash it
I do not fear hate but I fear the ones that have been taught to embrace it
I do not fear my talents but I fear their limitlessness
I do not fear mistakes but I fear the weak that refuse forgiveness
I do not fear knowledge but I fear the misconstrued
I do not fear what I cannot understand but I fear the liar that had himself fooled
I do not fear the unknown but I fear I will never know all
I do not fear the jump but I fear my reliance on the one who was supposed to catch me before I fall
I do not fear reliance or trust but I fear their failure
I do not fear the impact or the past but I fear how much of the good I will remember… will there be enough?
I have a bad memory…so I hope so.

My World

My world. A world that I have created from the sea of tears from my heart, painted the sky with my brush of faith and tangible dreams and then carried all of this onto my sweat covered, free from society, small but strong back, creating a canvas of impossible realities…. Will you follow me? Can you keep up?

In my world....
There is an unbelievable strength in the heart that is reflected through our actions, and an infinite knowledge in our minds that continues to expand with each word spoken.
This knowledge is called intelligence.
This strength is called love.
Combine them and you will not only be able to stand before kings, but rise amongst and against them… and win.

In my world....
Words fail to express the way I feel when your eyes meet mine
I forget myself and drown into this world of perfection you and I have designed
Everlasting paradise and passion filled dreams combined
With infinite possibilities that result in instant realities

In a world....
where fairy tales are merely depicted on a screen too distant from realities touch
In a world where family and values and tradition are priorities and money doesn’t mean that much
In a world where happiness is a goal that can be reached and courage to find it is not breached
In a world where corruption does not lurk at ever doorstep and wire and politicians practice what they preach
This isn’t where I found you.
But I found you.
Amongst a world where life is degraded, taken, manipulated, and translated into classes and colors among the masses
I found a man that makes the world seem softer, kinder, and filled with hope
And when the world really isn’t, he stands next to me and with love walks with me to cope
With the injustices of this world where love isn’t perfect and war is closer to home than being on the news
In a dark dense world where depth and meaning are ancient and life lacks hues
In a world where strong individuals must strive and survive
I found him and he reminds me that he loves me even tho I’m already tough.
I need the reminder of simply being a woman in love and perhaps, sometimes, that is enough.

In my world....
Love creates masterpieces on an everlasting canvas that rises on a cascading stand of overflowing colors… colors that never fade or bleed but that almost dance off the pages in vibrant elegance and deep hues of passion.

In my world....
Love that builds castles on stars and builds constellations in rainbows throughout the darkness of a moonlit night… that builds dreams on broken terrain only to distribute the warmth and reality of a challenge to build a miracle and a success… that builds fairytales into perspective that builds strength out of words and build happiness that can hang on thru the tiniest of strings… that can build a world beyond our imagination by simply building with durable tools, strong hands, and closed eyes that see everything as a possibility.

In my world....
He is the ink that flows thru my pen that allows me to create lyrical verses of poetry so beautifully each word sings to the lyrics to the beat of my heart that he plays with the keys of his piano….

He is my inspiration to be alive in thought and reason all threaded into each passionate breath I take….

He is as real as the words I speak as tangible as the dreams I write, as close to me as the skin on my body that whispers in desire for his touch, as fiery as the blood that courses thru my viens…

In my world.....
Words retain power when actions fail, actions that fail rely on words that will awaken the soul to prevail- a writer a poet a brave heart that beats loud enough for others to hear… but only the good ones can intrigue. Only the good ones can and will force you to listen.

Smart enough to listen stubborn enough to still not agree wise enough to learn prideful enough to never admit careful enough to walk a straight line reckless enough to love freely mature enough to be beyond my years strong enough to know dreams can come true no matter your age..

State of mine is your piece of mind how far do you question your potential before you finally find that you have always been one of a kind before you lost your line of sight in your unbreakable mind….

In my world....

There are infinite possibilities and effortless beauties.

Another Featured Poem By My Husband

I am a poet but not just a poet on the page.
I am a poet on the dance floor with every stroke of my body telling a story about me and who i am.
I a poet of sound. I make music that touch souls and move them to the rythm of my world.
I am a poet of love. Although there is only one that sees the portraits i paint i paint them for her with passion in every stroke of my brush.
I am a poet of life. I live. I live to hear the voice of my wife in the morning i live to hear the beat of every waking moment. I live to dance to the rythem life brings me.
I guess i am just a poet who just doen't live. I write my poem every day as i live it.

Re: Arizona Immigrant Solution

Please help me comprehend this particular logic:
Immigrants are the reasons children do not receive the proper education they deserve? (implicated by the smaller classrooms) Immigrants are also the reason drugs are such a grave problem? ER rooms are clustered with immigrants? I dare say this must be due to overdoses and domestic abuse, correct? Immigrants are the only ones capable of this.

EXPLAIN TO ME, AMERICA!!! What have your foundations, your traditions, your national landmarks been built and constructed upon?? What culture and blood have you bestowed upon this land of the free? What have you to represent the values of this fair country you have built... assuming of course you find me a full blood born American!

On the very land you stand on, on the very water you bathe with, on the very fabric of earth you were on your tainted body.... none of them belong to you, America. They belong to us, the battered and tired backs of your most loyal and foolish servants to believe democracy saves us... your immigrants.

Italians, Spanish, Africans, Chinese..... we are the soil you have decided to spit on the ones that even birthed everything you could have ever dreamed of having... and now we are to blame for your failures? What of your successes? Those you do not hesitate in claiming as your own, right?

Tell me, Arizona. Are your nuclear plants that feed your cancer infested local farmers due to the immigrants? I believe that has Corporate White America all over it.

Tell me, Arizona. Are you implementing fear as a method for power? Sounds like we are back to being niggers and spics and chinks in shackles empowered by our own hunger for a better life.....

We are indeed pathetic, us immigrants. We will wallow in our sorrow, us immigrants. We are foolish so foolish, immigrants.

To have ever believed that we would be any more than their worthless pawns in a game designed for us to always lose and never see it end.

Are we perfect, no. Are we all drug free, no.

We are human.

ANd if you can tell me that history has not shown evil from every race, color, religion, and country..... then perhaps you can tell me why particular groups, will always suffer.

There is no prosperity in seclusion. Perhaps Arizona will see that when 2/3 of its populations becomes deported and the incredible responsibility of working with pride and honor are left to them. Lets see how many will trade in their suits to pick up a mop.

Spineless.

Article: Phoenix Governer claims all State Problems are due to Immigrants

PHOENIX – Gov. Jan Brewer ignored criticism from President Barack Obama on Friday and signed into law a bill supporters said would take handcuffs off police in dealing with illegal immigration in Arizona, the nation's gateway for human and drug smuggling.

With hundreds of protesters outside the state Capitol shouting that the bill would lead to civil rights abuses, Brewer said critics were "overreacting" and that she wouldn't tolerate racial profiling.

"We in Arizona have been more than patient waiting for Washington to act," Brewer said after signing the law. "But decades of inaction and misguided policy have created a dangerous and unacceptable situation."

Earlier Friday, Obama called the Arizona bill "misguided" and instructed the Justice Department to examine it to see if it's legal. He also said the federal government must enact immigration reform at the national level — or leave the door open to "irresponsibility by others."

"That includes, for example, the recent efforts in Arizona, which threaten to undermine basic notions of fairness that we cherish as Americans, as well as the trust between police and their communities that is so crucial to keeping us safe," Obama said.

The legislation, sent to the Republican governor by the GOP-led Legislature, makes it a crime under state law to be in the country illegally. It also requires local police officers to question people about their immigration status if there is reason to suspect they are illegal immigrants, allows lawsuits against government agencies that hinder enforcement of immigration laws, and make it illegal to hire illegal immigrants for day labor or knowingly transport them.





The Mexican American Legal Defense and Education Fund said it plans a legal challenge to the law, arguing it "launches Arizona into a spiral of pervasive fear, community distrust, increased crime and costly litigation, with nationwide repercussions."

Brewer ordered the state's law enforcement licensing agency to develop a training course on how to implement the law while respecting civil rights.

The bill will take effect in late July or early August.

At the Capitol, some 2,000 protesters booed county Supervisor Mary Rose Wilcox when she announced that "the governor did not listen to our prayers."

"It's going to change our lives," said Emilio Almodovar, a 13-year-old American citizen from Phoenix. "We can't walk to school any more. We can't be in the streets anymore without the pigs thinking we're illegal immigrants."

Brewer signed the bill in a state auditorium about a mile from the Capitol complex where demonstrators have protested the legislation since the measure was approved by lawmakers on Monday. Their numbers grew steadily throughout the week, with buses bringing protesters from as far away as Los Angeles.


Brewer, who faces a tough election battle and growing anger in the state over illegal immigrants, said the law "protects every Arizona citizen."

Anti-immigrant anger has swelled in the past month, after rancher Rob Krentz was found dead on his land north of Douglas, near the Mexico border. Authorities believe he was fatally shot by an illegal immigrant possibly connected to a drug smuggling cartel.

Arizona has an estimated 460,000 illegal immigrants, and its harsh, remote desert serves as the corridor for the majority of illegal immigrants and drugs moving north into the U.S. from Mexico.





U.S. Rep. Raul Grijalva, a Democrat, said he closed his Arizona offices at noon Friday after his staff in Yuma and Tucson were flooded with calls this week, some from people threatening violent acts and shouting racial slurs. He called on businesses and groups looking for convention and meeting locations to boycott Arizona.

The bill's Republican sponsor, state Rep. Russell Pearce of Mesa, said Obama and other critics of the bill were "against law enforcement, our citizens and the rule of law."

Pearce said the legislation would remove "political handcuffs" from police and help drive illegal immigrants from the state.

"Illegal is illegal," said Pearce, a driving force on the issue in Arizona. "We'll have less crime. We'll have lower taxes. We'll have safer neighborhoods. We'll have shorter lines in the emergency rooms. We'll have smaller classrooms."

BITCHES

This blog is dedicated to all the women who have fabulous men and the bitches they went thru to get to us, their final beautiful gems. Oh, yeah, and also disrespectful bitches.... yousa BITCH!!!

**THE EX-FACTOR*** (class 1 bitch)
Lets make this clear from right now
I do not see you as a threat, nor are you even worth a crinkle in my attitude prone brow
If your confused on your lonliness allow me to explain how
You are selfishly vain and you inflicted heartless pain
Your smiles were daggers concealed behind nude lips
Your sex was wack (as I heard you just lay on your back) but you had small hips
Your physique was okay it was more so your friendship that lingered
Which was clearly coveted by envy once he showed you my ring finger
Don't pretend to not see me when you see us together
Because you were friends for soooo long
Lets compare that to our on-going forever
Don't step out of line, I will not tolerate your seemingly simplistic ways
Because babydoll let me break it to you straight, I'm here to stay
I played the same games, honey, you can only go so far
I see you for the BITCH you really are
Don't keep looking for me, because rest assured you will find me
Because no BITCH can defeat the sound of true love's beat.

**THE SIDELINE HOE** (class 2 bitch)
I see you looking at him and me
You saw him once and was instantly intrigued
Your eyes drop to my feet and land on my eyes
Your challenging smile tells me you think you can try and step side
My queen to his king and take over my throne
You must not know that I am also BITCH prone...
Your waist is small & you notice you and him may have something in common
Sense, not being one of them.
Your nonchalant in your plot to get close and attempt to creep
I smile because you are merely a flickering nuisance in my quiet heat
Keep looking and you will find me as your kneeling at my feet
I see you making your way thru the crowd making sure he notices you
Men are so foolish, if only they knew the evil that lurks beneath that hook
He thinks it is innocent, his better nature is compelled to be friendly
I'm smiling, bitch, because I eat a dozen of you daily
I won't raise a hand
I have so much more class than you can even comprehend
You are an amusement to me as I see your hopes of having him as a friend come to an instant end
I merely have to walk near his sideway glance as he catches me in his peripheral vision
Your words are now mute as his eyes are locked on mine
(Allow me to propose a new proposition)
DO not judge by my curves that you are better than me
Slim, thick, talented, funny, married, or free
You will always just simply be
A misplacement in the conversation, a mistake in the social magistrate, a disaster caused by your manipulative glitch
In other words
You will always just be... another bitch.

I am.....

I am quite the simply complicated woman
Whose passion drives her in directions that possibly lead to hell pits
And yet, I always never get it
Sometimes I win and sometimes I lose
I listen to hip hop I think is still new
(and it's not...at all.)
I used to compete in a dance that captured your very heart in my skirt and your sighs for more lingered in my flinging hair
The fire remains and the embers continue to be collected
I write nonsense that people who love me tell me is genius
I am fascinated by makeup and beauty but still thinks she could kick your ass in marvel vs capcom
I adore and love my family and friends as if they were my world... (yes honey, that includes you)
I have no problem admitting when I am a bitch since my tongue seldom stays where it belongs...
(hahah feel free to include a sexual innuendo.. i'm down with that.)
I am a pathetic fool obsessed with disney and the fact that love, true love is eternal
I love debates and find humor in people's ignorance
I pity products of society and hate carbon copies
This poem is probably sloppy!

Peace and love I'm out!

Politics

Hello my name is you and thank you again for you silent consent
It is you who governs my name and who governs the governed
That paycheck you thought you earned?
No, no, it's my fee for your inability to hear speak or see
When it comes to me
I am as green as the dollar you fight and kill for
I am as black as the conscious you once owned before you became my liberal whore
Nigger spic chink cracker guido wetback afghan terrorist towel head you name it
I don't discriminate
Proposition eight? Pass it, for god's sake
It is for god's sake, you realize that right?
No, I'm not telling you who to love I'm just telling you your damned in His light
Oh and PSSSST!!! That also doesn't make you human, so no benefits for you!
President speaks on education and ergo my sheep they are so loyal and always come through
Protesting his positivity, clearly education is irrelevant
It is I who truly work for you, my very international servant
It is game you and I play and either way it is on my very divine word that makes the day
I control your dawn and your white collared night
It is futile indeed to fight since complaints fall on deaf ears and will never unite
Since it is much more important to attend that late night website than go to rally for your rights
I merely dangle the bait and you jump without wondering how deep my hook is
Poverty, drugs, abuse, mental prostitution it is because of you, that is lives
Politics.

Cuba

It is a country dedicated and specifically made for the senses, I believe
It was dipped in spices and tropical aromas to be created
Sun kissed beaches with a history richer than the homemade pastries you can find at every corner
Cuba
Cuba
Cuba
Dancing is like no other
Beauty appears to literally multiply
Cuba
Cuba
Cuba
Militants guard government buildings nearby baseball fields filled with adolescent dreams never to come true
A gun is more tangible to you
Education misrepresentation
Medical unattainable
Residents never precedent
Cuba
Cuba
Cuba
Denial to my visa
I can never see him again
Why would I go to this communistic hell hole
If it were not for them?
Illusion of freedom
Phones that don't really work
Cuba
Cuba
Cuba
Your culture is like no other, exotic and exquisite
Too bad our governments will never let us visit let alone co-exist

Clubbin'

Aside from the type of music and the architectural design of a particular nightclub, they are all pretty much the same.

What's always different are girl's excuses on why they don't want to dance with you:

Simple & Direct excuses range from:
-A stern "no."
-The smiling "No, thanks!"
-The ring finger flash
-The point over to the boyfriend/husband/date at the bar
-A laugh (indicating "hell no")
-The walkaway (sometimes even before you get a chance to ask)

Complicated & Indirect (but certainly rude) range from:
-The fat and/or ugly friend getting in the way
-Your victim helplessly tugging at her friend as all of a sudden her friend really needs her on the other side (whichever side is opposite yours)
-"I'm gay"
-The faker- (this is considerably the worst) She agrees to dance with you and begins to dance, whats more awesome than this?? Her friend joins in and creates this mega sandwhich of sexiness... until your not even mid-song and they both walk off without even looking back. "'sup wit dat??!"
-Ignoring
-"I'm leaving now." Only to see her ten mins later dancing with probably a much cuter guy.

Don't all of these suck? Ladies... we are so cruel! No wonder fat chicks get all the love at clubs.. they don't discriminate!

Men are not better of course.

I had a guy ask me twice... while speaking two inches away from my face if I wanted to dance. The second time he responded with "I'm gay, whats the big fucking deal?!" and then he smacked my ass.

Yeah...

That's the big deal.

Well, clubbin is clubbin!

The Message

The message is clear and to this you must press upon your ear and hear
The inner most mechanical workings of a single organ that predicts the very outcome of your fate
But you cannot hear it's music if you continue to misread the notes and focus on your mistakes
It is a sweet song of passion that aches through an old spanish guitar's chords
The dance is wild and free and has no accord for rules
It simply recognizes life's very few colorful hues
Your wisdom fails here but your senses are awake in a world never before discovered
The message is clear and it is you, dear words, that gave birth to it's mother
The message is clear and it is you, dear tears, that has made it stronger
Will you continue to ignore this song and focus on the black and white corners of this uninspiring world
You yourself carry a love song that makes the earth curl at your feet
Until you release these fears of defeat...
Your song will never be complete and You and I will never meet.

Insanity Work Out Day 3

They are NOT exaggerating when they say this work out is insane. There probably isn't a better way to put it. I'm not sure how accurate that termonology is if you are a fitness instructor or work out daily, but even with that, you see those same "fit" people...stuggling. That's always nice to see. =) I like seeing skinny people suffer too.

Why I like these dvds:

-No one is smiling in them. Yeah, that bugs me. You are panting like a dog on the other side of your tv and here are these half naked chiseled bodies just smiling away during a work out and screaming out stupid encouragements with ease.... Assholes. In this DVD, nobody is smiling and many have to take breaks in between sessions. Makes me feel better.

-You really work out. It's not fun, it's not easy and the next day you feel it.

-You never get bored. There is so much variety and since his style in training is interval training, you are constantly pushing yourself to your limits, which is great.

-We are only on day 3 and feel stronger already. We are able to clear through many of the sessions without stopping and our cardio progresses daily.

-No uncomfortable positions.

-FULL BODY WORK OUT!!! We haven't even gotten to any of the core or abs section and our entire bodies ache! My obliques, my abs, my arms... you name it!

Bottom line, is that it's tough but def worth it. I dread it all day before I get to it, but once I do, it's awesome. Can't wait to see what 60 days brings me! MAJOR suggestion... you should do this work out with a partner. If it were not for my husband, I probably would not have pushed myself as hard or stayed as motivated and consistent. Trust me, they are hard!

Just a review! =)

Written By My Brother From Another Mother...

To The Women In My life

Well I don't normally put out blogs, and this may very well be the first and last time I do, but I felt the need to say what was on my mind. I have a lot of amazing women in my life, from my mother and god mother, to my sisters and my friends;whom without them I would not be the man I am today. What I have learned is that women are truly the most beautiful beings god has graced this earth with. Furthermore, something else that I have learned is that women have strength beyond all conceivable measure. They are without a doubt the most powerful creatures on this planet. Throughout history the strongest men, men who have conquered country after country, civilization after civilization have been brought to there knees with but a word from there lips. There love can break your heart or mend it from 1,000 pieces. One look can evoke a sense of sheer terror that pierces your very psyche or allow you to discover your own true unimaginable strength. One touch can take all the troubles away that lie in the very depths of your soul. Women are the givers of life who without we would cease to exist. They are the first teachers, the first ones to show us kindness and unconditional love; they are our first protectors, they are the ones from which we learn lessons we take with us throughout our lives, and they are the ones who give us our hearts. If there ever was a being worthy of our respect an admiration, a being truly destined to be called "QUEEN", it is woman. So to all those women who may read this please never forget these facts. Never let any man nor woman, any circumstance or situation ever let you DOUBT or FORGET your pride, your value, or your STRENGTH. You are a glimpse as to the potential that we as human beings have within us. You are a gift given to the world by the heavens and are an aggregate compilation of history itself. NEVER FORGET



Written by Craig

Why Did I Get Married?

In honor of watching Tyler Perry's genius movie, I wanted to simply just answer the question. Why DID I get married?

I'm not sure if there is even a simple answer for this because it most certainly is not a simple journey... But I'll try my best. Fingers crossed....

The best and most obviously cliche answer is because I am in love. That's what people in love do, right? WRONG. Just because you are in love does not mean you have to begin exchanging vows. Is that my reason? Well, sort of, but not really.

I got married because I found an exquisite man that became part of my very existence. Notice how I said, PART of my existence. I do not believe that one sole person should be your entirety since that leaves you yourself out of the picture and logically you cannot be a whole, without a half. He is the best definition of a soul mate to me. The man that I can see growing old with, sharing and building a life together, and paving the road to our future one block at a time.

Does he drive me absolutely nuts? Yes. Damn near every other day. Does that make me love him any less? No. And I think that is very essential in a marriage. If you begin to pass judgement or are already questioning your devotion or comparing your initial feelings... yeah... you got a problem.

I got married because I am confident that I can have this man in my life for as long as life grants us and be ridiculously happy. I got married because I knew that there wasn't another person in this world I wanted to be completely vulnerable with and ask myself if it was all worth it.

I guess I can go on and on and on about how blessed I am to have found my husband and blah blah mushy gushy blah blah... soo...

I'll tell you what I didn't get married for, and what I have seen to be a huge mistake:

-I didn't get married to suddenly change him or anything about us. News flash! A piece of paper does not give you divine power. If you fell in love with them prior to whatever crazy changes you conjured up in your mind after you said "i do", that's what you get. Accept it or get out NOW.

-I didn't get married to just have kids or have some obsession about starting a family for whatever jacked up psychological/emotional reason. I am in a state where you are basically limited to either hiking or sex and I have still managed to end up pregnant free. (knock on wood). A wedding band does not mean you suddenly must have a baby. Enjoy your marriage and each other. Everyday should be a new adventure or surprise. (be prepared for the bad surprises too.)

-I didn't get married for fianancial stability. Sometimes this one doesn't always apply to everyone since not everyone is broke like us. We were broke before, then we were great, and we are broke again! And we still laugh about it. If you are a materialistic person and there are early signs of uneasiness when it comes to not being finanically perfect...... GET OUT! Life is unpredictable, if you cannot deal with that, go marry into royalty.

-I didn't get married for confidence. Just because we exchanged this undying love for each other in wedding vows, does not mean that either of you are immune to temptation or even (yikes) infedility. I had confidence and security prior to meeting him, being with, and most certainly marrying him. Confident, but not naive. If you think simply because you are married you are picture perfect and temptation no longer lurks around the corner.. .think again! I almost think it's even worse when you are married. The thought of forever can be scary and even intimidating... so when 2 days of constant fighting at home happen, suddenly that new girl/guy that is always smiling and laughing at your jokes and is just so easy going and nice and sorta pretty/cute, suddenly looks way more appealing than the spouse you have at home that nags at you or is still mad at your for whatever the hell your still fighting about. Reality. If you are not prepared to deal with your marriage and work at it EVERYDAY and make it strong so that when that temptation knocks you don't even consider it, DON'T GET MARRIED!!!

This is getting cosiderably long so I'm going to wrap this up with be happy whatever it takes, happy enough so that when shit happens (because it will....often) you don't want to run off the opposite direction. You love them and that, in essence, will keep you there, fighting.

For the Men.... lingerie or naked?

Now, before you look at the title and say, "Really? Is that even a question?" I get it.. the goal is ultimately to be naked. But I have seen and/or owned several lingerie pieces that you can still get to the (ahem) necessary counterparts, and still be wearing something extremely sexy. The question is, does that piece of clothing take away from the raw and natural beauty of the female body?? Let's explore: (notice how this is waaayy more complex than boxers or briefs question)

When it comes to lingerie, you either go one of two ways. Either simple and sexy or specifically sexy. There are the normal see-through or even silk nightgowns that do the trick, or corsets, lace, leather, peepholes, long, short, garter belts, costumes...etc.

Naked is just naked.

But both do the trick, right?

What do you think gentlemen???

Bazooka Joe Gum

"When it comes to life, there are no short cuts-except maybe at a barber shop."

"We know what goes around, comes around- if you send it, you better duck."

"The door to the club of greatness is guarded by many bouncers."

"Put your best foot forward- just watch what you step in."


The original Gangster prophet. Big ups Bazooka Joe!

"God Saved Me"

Ok, so I get it, I really do. I am a Catholic and I am a strong believer in God and fate and the spirituality of it all (including the very real spirit world/realm) but I can't seem to grasp the reality on this whole "God saved me" gimick.

Religion is always a touchy and ridiculously controversial topic, however, I believe it is very simple. If you have an open mind, you will listen, debate, argue, but all of these tasks would be done logically. Religion all in itself is completely and utterly illogical, but debate is always logical.

With that being said, allow me to explain where these thoughts are coming from.

I don't think I have to reemphasize on the fact that I live in a state God created while he was either drunk, or he created it when he was bored one day and wanted to do a practical joke. Well, you would think that a state so close to the Mexican border, we would be rich with culture and diversity. Wrong. So wrong. Oh,my how wrong.

People here are a direct product of history repeating itself and included in this madness of a circle of nonrevolution, is their religious beliefs. For example, since I am not a memeber of any particular church, I am "unclean," or not serving Him as I should...

Hmm....

I hear all the time, just roaming the hospital halls, or shopping at the grocery store how "God saved them." Explain:

I have an employee who recently told me he was offended by one of their fellow employees' locker because they decorated the outside of it with calendar girls. Before everyone starts raising that "sexual harrassment card," all the girls were clothed and were not inappropriately posed. They were literally just pretty faces in what would normal everyday people would most likely wear on a beach and still be considered over dressed. Well, when I asked him what in particular offended him (I already asked her to take down her locker since my role as a sup is to prevent any discomfort no matter how ridiculous it may seem) he said he just didn't like looking at other women other than his wife because he didn't want to sin under God's eyes.
............

Really?

Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but God did give men dicks right? Ok, I get how that can be insensitive, but really???? Explain that to me right-winged Church going crazies! I understand lust is a sin, however, does the look-but-dont-touch rule mean it's a sin? My husband would not be doing me an injustice if he were to look at another woman. I do believe we were given emotions as well and if we are not permitted to feel certain emotions as human beings, emotions which are natural to us, almost instinctive, then how do we excuse every little guilty pleasure? And I use "guilty" lightly.

Oh, wait. Don't tell me. I know. Confession, right?

Because of course the four time rapist/drug deal
er/murderer feels guilty each and every time he goes to confession, right?

That little booth makes everything alright, right? Puhleeze!

So, I then casually mention that my husband and I will be clubbing this weekend. He then responds that "oh, ever since God saved me I avoid those kinds of places."

Those kinds of places? What kinds of places?

Again, unless God is sadistic, I very much doubt you going to an establishment and dancing while having a few drinks is considered unholy. I just don't get these man-made rules that suddenly question my merit.

So, I asked him. "Whats wrong with a club?"
his response? "Too many temptations."

AH HA!!! I knew it!!!

So, explain to me... God saved you and now you are this new and holy God-fearing person. However, you have to completely avoid particular places or things in order to not succumb to your true feelings of temptation? Doesn't that make you a coward? Because I can most certainly go to a club and not feel the urge to be gluttonous or sleep with a stranger or shoot up or any of those things... so doesn't that deep down inside make this man a fake? It's not that he doesn't think those things are wrong, because if he did, he wouldn't even desire them in the least bit, and certainly he would be able to contain himself if temptation enticed him because morally he is unable to commit to such awful things. No, its not that at all. He wants it and therefore completely avoids his true self.

How then, has God saved you?

For the ladies... Boxers or Briefs??

So I saw this Calvin Klein ad with the very cliche caucasion man with a very defined jaw line and high accented cheek bones, and he was wearing briefs. Needless to say, he was obviously "packing" or the proper wording "well-endowed," due to whatever modern modeling device they use to enhance the not-so-enhanced God sent delivery, (because if it was au-natural...DAMN) well, anyway, here he was in briefs. And I thought... wow. Do I want to eat him... or call him grandpa?

I myself, prefer the combination. Outlines exactly what it needs to, but doesn't feel like I'm washing male version of period panties when I do laundry...

Just a thought...

What's your take ladies????

From Husband to Wife

My Husband wrote this to me and I find it absolutely amazing how just a few short lines can brighten up your life for what it appears to feel like.. forever. Thank you mi amor.

I met you my beautiful wife
And we go together like a poet that writes
Our heart beats, is the drumming of life
The rhythym speeds up when the moments inticed
Our footsteps make a beat on the ground
Which means our journey in life makes such a beautiful sound
And that is not a song that just any poet can see
Cause if you have ever been in love
You feel just like me

My First Blog/ New Mexico

I dont' believe it is necessary to introduce myself or have some elaborate explanation of who I am. With my postings, in due time, it will be revealed. 


However, I guess it is important for you to know that I was born in New York but raised in South Florida. Where culture and racism and oxy morons all co-exist. Then I moved to New Mexico with my husband due to the extreme economical conditions our stupid country was/is in. Unfortunately, money does control the world. Well, enough talking. Here is an outsider's perspective on this pathetic excuse of a state:

Ah New Mexico

A Sunrise that settles over a lilac rose mist tearing apart the darkness

A sunset that hugs the sky like a regretful lover wanting to make amends

Your glorified roads of unpaved dirt and panoramic views of mountains

The land of enchantment

Or the land of entrapment

I see your young virgin smiling brides bathed in white satin being unveiled with

broken hymens

as their stone white faces shine with shame

I see your Rio Grand so grand

and full of syringes

Shhhhh

Not here!

Look at the Indians! The mountains! A goddamn hot air balloon festival! The museums! The artifacts! The caves! The Indians!

How fascinating!

How pathetic

The bloodthirsty land hungry hypocritical culture

Lets praise them!

Why stop at praising?

Lets glorify them!

Thousands of years we stole from them without a glance

Now? They own the casinos that never give you a fair chance

They deserve it, they really do

To make up for it, lets treat them like GODS and become

Who?

Are you Indian?

Maybe. Who knows? I’m sure I am.

They sure are swell, though. Have you been to the casinos?

Chicanos versus Mexicans

IS there really a difference?

 But the wages are higher! The air is cleaner! The grass is greener!

Did you notice the smoke among the horizon?   

It’s a controlled fire

Isn’t it beautiful?

Are you brainwashed yet?

I hear your streets crying as you keep on flying your silent jets to your private airports

What are you transporting that we aren’t allowed to hear?

But welcome to try.

But shhh close your eyes there is nothing to fear!

Crosses align rocky roadside edges

Dates and names on pretty colorful ledges

While driving down black eyed hedges

The cross reads “Rest In peace” unimportant name

“May peace be with you,” your not the only one that died in vain

God meant for you to die high

Amen

Ah, now the cross makes me feel better.

No, we like mother nature, we boast of beauty we do not like any failing

Ok, keep making arrangements for bodies that fly off the sometimes railings

No my hair is not black peoples hair

No, I didn’t get a perm!

No, I do not go to a tanning salon

No, I do not know how to use a goddamn crock pot

No, I do not like red chili

No, I don’t want to dance to the universal country music you think you like

(did the Indians tell you to dance to the country music? Is that what their laws say?)

No, not all Cubans are communists

No, they can’t come visit!  Can you read a book?

No, I do not live on South Beach just because I’m from Florida

No, just because I say “yo” does not classify me as ghetto

No, I don’t like to be stared at as if I was a science project

No, I’m sorry, I don’t drink just because I’m bored

No, I’d rather NOT drive drunk, thanks.

No, that’s not a hill it’s a goddamn mountain!

Yes, I am aware of your suicidal rate despite your efforts of hiding it

Yes, I have seen the meth labs constructed right next door to your fellow good American

Yes, I have seen silent red and blue lights in order to be discreet

And of course I have seen the brilliant plans to build a jail right in the center of town by the children’s pond.

It’s genius!

Strike fear in them! So they never leave! Give them that sense of security!

FALSE!

But true enough that we still stay

Oh, yes, the wage, the wage, the end of the hard day’s pay

Where are you from?

I’m Hispanic

No, but from where? Like, where are you from>

I don’t know. I’m just Hispanic.

YES!

No, I’ll pass on the culture but yes please pass the e!

Oh, you city folk? Oh my! Yeah, we like to keep it country and classic here.

No gun fights, no violence, no drugs, no gangs up here in this perfect mountain town

She says with a swollen lip smiling but droops down to a frown

No, I fell doing yard work.

My husband works at the lab, he would never! You know they pay great, right? I mean he’s a big time scientist, they just signed a new Union contract with a great bonus!

He works a lot of overtime.

I’m four months, did you notice?

I smile politely.

Forget the lip, how’s your identity doing?

City folk and all our baaaad stuff how dare us!

How robotic how psychotic how catastrophic

To see an entire state so void of character

Money aint enough to keep me here

But you keep your pretty mountains and stupid blind deer

Imma find me a good ol city that’s full of violence and horrible horrible things

While you keep living in your dreams.