Why'd the Chicken cross The Road

                    Let me begin by stating that I live in New Jersey. I have lived here for about twelve years now although I would never think its been that long, it has. I don't know about what's going on in your neck of the woods I will simple iterate what is going on in mine as far as the subject I'm here to speak on. What is the subject you say? That would be pedestrians, driving, and the law. To tell you the truth I am absolutely sick of driving in jersey. Were it not due to the simple inevitability of getting anywhere without a car I would have stepped out on wheels a long time ago. I would have put on my dusty nikes and hiked to it. I don't know if there is an overwhelming amount of ignoramus out here or what, but damn!! Every other car is making a blunder worthy of being called a Bush-ism. They cut you off, tailgate, run their beamers behind you and best of all pass you on every occasion. Double lines are not exempt. This place has the largest amount of reckless drivers and insensitive assholes. They do the most unlawful things with their cars for which they're never stopped by the so called law. Of course were I the offender my license along with my money would take a long hiatus for New Jersey as well as being the asshole driver capital of the world, is also the most racist place I have had the misfortune to live. The law here only applies when you are the shade of burnt vanilla or darker but I digress. 
         Let us gear toward our beloved pedestrians. The blessed law for lack of a better word, in jersey has made it that they have the right of way all the time. Light or no light which has only caused most of these unfortunate idiots to believe that cars now, have no rights at all. These morons now choose to willingly propel themselves in front of any car, in the middle of
any street. They blatantly jump into the street with what I can only imagine is the strict belief that they have become kin to superman so cars won't hurt. They prance into the street with the athletic ease of the special Olympians, causing me to stop short which then only makes me want to get out of my car to pummel them accordingly. It gets me so angry that all I want to do is rage against the machine that created this idiocy, and so, we come to the law of our fair Middletown, New Jersey. 
                  If you want racist cops, come here. We have racial profilers in droves. A cop here will bypass a speeding white man in order to ticket a jaywalking person of color. Yes, I've seen it happen. In fact it happens to my man all the time. Of course they give you the false kind talk, pretending they believe you to be a regular citizen but trust me, you are of no worth here. They always have a reason and when they don't they posses the luck of the Irish with making one up. If you have any delusions of speaking to a cop here like a white person on cops, think again, if you possess any melanin that is. These are the sad state of affairs in our little town and that's why my man and me will be hitting the road when my child is done with high school and with any luck I will take one of these self righteous, entitled assholes with me. Under my wheels that is. The end. 

The Lips have It

                   When it comes to the human physique we are all unique however there is always that one thing for each of us that makes us go : well damn, there's something I'd like to sample. For me, that is a set of soft, warm well endowed lips on a brown skinned man. To me there is nothing better than a black man with a pair of healthy kissable lips. They make promises before they even open and if they cover a beautiful smile it's all over! I can be mesmerized by a good conversation coming from a tantalizing mouth, easily. 

"It makes a great difference in the force of a sentence, whether a man be behind it or no."  Ralph Waldo Emerson

               Why you might ask are lips so important to me? Simple. I am all about the kiss or even just the promise of the kiss  That all consuming heart wrenching kiss that makes your knees weak and your heart race. The kind that makes you long to fight so there can be some passionate make up kisses in the works. Yes! Those are the ones. That is the first feature that captures my eye and my imagination. I revel in the thoughts of, Oh the traveling that those lips may do. The mind is a terrible thing to waste when you have so many scenarios to contemplate. Yet despite the lips a good kisser must accompany those succulent lips for what is the hot dog without the ketchup. One must also be wise with the practice of a beautiful mouth lest it acquire a bad reputation. And so my conclusion is this. If you have a succulent beautiful mouth, god bless you! Pay it forward!! Kisses!!

Life's Ordinary Moments

A life is less ordinary when lived under the knife
All the possibilities become
Should haves that would have been done
Before the blade fell
Inconsistent days blaze a trail through your
Existence half in shadow
Rage against the dying of the light or so
The line goes
As you get bled dry
Darkness still falls 
And rage is of no use when no one is really listening. 

What do you want, when you have all you ever Wanted?

I want forever
An impossible hue of never
Gonna happen
I'm in love with never loosing
Accepting only what can be changed
Made better, returned to sender 
Infatuated with the miracle man
He makes all my dreams come true with a flick
And a cue without a clue as to what I may say
Yes to
I am a definite fool for his word
It always rings true 
Crystal clear bell
Ding ding 
Breaking a spell he never cast 
Reality is where he dwells
Building cascading shells I climb into the sunshine
Love breathes through the vines
Of what I have now become 
Sanguine, stealth and refined
And so
We are entwined
Lover mine

 

The Race is On!

I love when people tell me that racism is dead. When someone tells me this I usually shrug it off and neatly place them in the ignorant pile of my conscienceless. I have learned that some people can't be changed and neither can their minds, especially if they have never experienced the sting of being ostracized. It is beyond me that every Caucasian person you come across believes there is no racism in the USA, and wholeheartedly at that! They truly and honestly believe its over, but what can you expect when they have never been rejected on the base of race,color or creed. I digress. What brought me to this subject was not a racist white person, they're very pc about the things they say. Some might be racist but stupid they are not. This ignorance hit me harder because it came from a Latina, a Puerto Rican woman. Someone I never expected to hear such nonsense from since we are all minorities. Don't fool yourselves, we are ALL minorities. I don't care if you're African , European, Latino or Asian. We all came from somewhere so unless your name is he who flies like the eagle I don't want to hear it. Back to the reason for my blog.
To set the scene I must let you know that my profession is as a nanny. I have done it for over 20 years now helping raise countless children. I love what I do, this is a calling for me and it takes great strength to do this job well. It turns out that I take my kids to many places and activities throughout the week and at one of these activities there are plenty of parents which I have become acquainted with. One of these parents is the person I am referring to here. We were both sitting in the waiting room when she told me she wanted to ask me a question. Before she asked the question she proceeded to tell me she was pregnant with twins due next summer, how she had had a great Mexican nanny in the past and how she prefers her nanny to only speak Spanish to her children of which she has three already without the two on the way. I am already approaching the uncomfortable stage by the inflection in her tone when she says Mexican as if it were a disease. This Mexican woman seems to be good enough to raise her children yet she seems to think her beneath her somehow.
I decide to give her the benefit of the doubt and continue the conversation. She continues by telling me she wants this woman to return to work for her and in the same breath tells me this lady is undocumented, that she had returned to Mexico. She told me, and here is the whopper, " she returned to Mexico because she got pregnant, you know those Mexicans." I was dumbfounded. Are Mexicans not allowed to have children or go back to their country? Or is it that in your self righteous state you believe this woman has ruined your plans for her to raise your brats while you galavant around pretending to be a mother. So I told her " oh, she left to raise her own child because she got pregnant? Like you?" I don't think that sat to well with her. The fact that she was a minority herself trying to put another minority down really chapped my ass. How dare you bespeak another woman trying to do for herself because she won't come here to be your servant! How about you close your fucking legs or better yet raise your hellions yourself?

I have seen it all a racist puerto Rican from jersey, wanting a Mexican undocumented woman to raise her five kids for her, speak only Spanish to them and risk her life crossing the border because shes just that special. I had two words for her good luck. If that woman even has a clue as to what this woman is like she will never return. I am hoping so anyways. It is sad really what people think is ok. I am taken aback every time I experience racism but this took me to places I've not been yet.
Racism is NOT dead. If anything it's spreading like the disease it is. I continue to be amazed at the ignorance but I unlike many I won't brush it under the rug. I will confront every ignorant soul I come across and weather they listen or not I will state my case that they may know for certain that we are not alike. Injustice and ignorance has no home here and I will make sure you know this.

Resolutions....

Should we have all had resolutions this year? Do you honestly in your heart of hearts believe they make a difference in your life or is it what's behind the resolution, the actual resolve to make it happen. As I sit here by my window I see three men arguing almost ready to fight about some nonsense and I wonder it that's anywhere how they intended to begin their new year. Was there a resolution to be more reasonable? Did it quickly devolve with the anger and animosity they seem to be under now? Seems to me that's the way all resolutions fade. When we are faced with the obstacle we intend to overcome head on our resolve wavers. The promises become shaky. All the up and down swearing we did as the new year approached went from set and certain to deluded and confused. Perhaps it's best to leave the resolutions aside and just resolve to accept your human frailty. The fact that you will continue to make mistakes and the simple wish that at the time you are to make a decision, you choose wisely. Perhaps the resolution should be to simply be a better version of you and accept that as a person all we can resolve is our own inadequacies. Happy New Year!

Wolf

He's offered it to me
His savagery
Blazed in the wolf
behind the human mask
Howls of hunger
An offering of skin and bone
Blood on silken sheets of white
Desire is the master of bravery
And it's shadow coats me in dreams
Of ...yes
Traces of your tongue deep as you
Bite down on my offering
Of water for your thirst
A carnivore
The first man
awaken me
In a piercing moment
I am fed


- BlooWriter