I am a Sapphire

! You are most Like A Sapphire !
Dark, mysterious - but unforgettable. You have a
deep
beauty. Delicate, and shy you try to stay away from
the
limelight but often your intelligence puts you in
at the
deep end. You're like a Sapphire, because, your
beauty is priceless.
You're intelligent, full of opinions, and not
big-headed about it all.
Sometimes you need to put yourself out there, as
you can be a bit shy.
Congratulations ... You're the mysterious gem
everybody wants to have and learn more about.


?? Which Precious Gem Are You ??
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I am very greatful for people like J.S and his wife....great people....and I take a lot from them. I suppose I have learned that there is no such thing as a nurturing Phd program--that you must hold tight to your stomach and fight like hell...and play politics with the best of them. I have tried hard to shed my Elizabeth Rex tendencies, but I suppose now when someone bangs on the ceiling above me with pots and pans I'll just have to lock them in a tower and throw away the key........

Here is a wonderful

discussion

of the song "Moonshadow" as recorded by Labelle. Also, it is a discussion that builds on my previous discussion of soul music and what it MEANT. What it means.....

I just wanted to blog AGAIN about three Divine women, Patti Labelle, Nona Hendryx and Sarah Dash who cooked up some good music. I absolutely adore Moonshadow and I am going out to buy this album. Soul Music.

Oh, I’m bein’ followed by a moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow
Leapin and hoppin’ on a moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow

And if I ever lose my hands, lose my plough, lose my land,
Oh if I ever lose my hands, oh if.... I won’t have to work no more.
And if I ever lose my eyes, if my colours all run dry,
Yes if I ever lose my eyes, oh if.... I won’t have to cry no more.

And if I ever lose my legs, I won’t moan, and I won’t beg,
Yes if I ever lose my legs, oh if.... I won’t have to walk no more.
And if I ever lose my mouth, all my teeth, north and south,
Yes if I ever lose my mouth, oh if.... I won’t have to talk...
"Just think, if those six musicians didn't have any hands, they wouldnt be able to do what they just did"

Firstly, I want the United States to fuck with the U.N. I would like to see this one....and I will put my money on the U.N. Secondly, I love cooking for myself. What a beautiful pleasure.

There is a reason why they call it soul music....cause it goes straight to the soul. What are they doing to the music?

I'm being followed by a moon shadow
Moon shadow moon shadow
Leaping and hopping on a moon shadow
Moon shadow moon shadow
And if I ever lost my hands
Lose my plough, lose my land
Oh, if I ever lose my hands- Oh, if...
I wont have to work no more
And if I ever lose my eyes
If my colours all run dry
Yes if I ever lose my eyes,I won't have to cry no more.
Yes, I'm being followed by a moon shadow
Moon shadow moon shadow
Leaping and hopping on a moonshadow
Moon shadow moon shadow
And if I ever lose my legs
I won't moan and I won't beg
Oh if I ever lose my legs- Oh if...
I won't have to walk no more
And if I ever lose my mouth
All my teeth, north and south
Yes, if I ever lose my mouth- Oh if...
I won't have to talk...
Did it take long to find me
I ask the faithful light
Did it take long to find me
And are you going to stay the night
I'm being followed by a moon shadow
Moon shadow moon shadow
Moon shadow moon shadow
Moon shadow moon shadow

REFUSE TO BE INTIMIDATED!

Today I listened to Merlie Evers on the Diane Rehms Show on NPR. I also watched the film Mississippi Burning. I think the crux of the message of Malcolm X-- and the ultimate message that needs to make itself out to Afro-Americans/People of Color/Minorities/Oppressed Peoples is to REFUSE TO BE INTIMIDATED BY THE WHITE MALE POWER STRUCTURE!!!!

I just took some silly little online quiz about which royal I would be and I ended up being Catherine de Medicis! That made me so giddy! Am I crazy or what?

I can feel the cold rambling around in my chest. Eh, evil spirits leave me!

One of my grandmothers graduated from Spelman, the other graduated from Alabama State University. Just recording more of my history.

I miss Charles. To continue on a totally separate thought, although related somewhat.... I thrive on the beat of the city, and there are always those forces that try to take me away from that. I will eliminate them god help me.

There is a girl sitting right next to me that looks just like Dr. Szpiech

I realized today that I am a plant.Also, I composed this poem:

I am a statue, unwilling to fall
you cannot hurt me, I am immune to your touch,
my soul is a plaster, hardened with time.
I am a statue, you cannot get near
I am confined, restricted and bound

House music just possesses such incredible energy and a raw creativity that it is right up my alley. Charles broadened my knowledge of house music-- I have enjoyed it before, when I had the opportunity to hear it, but Charles introduced me to a lot more of it, especially certain DJs. Ohh--- Alas, DJ Butter from Stephanie's party. I want to find that man and marry him.

I had a great dinner tonight. I absolutely enjoy cooking for myself. I will never order from fastfood again when I can help it. I love to cook, it is a joy, but I rarely get to do it since I don't have a car and this town is just shitty enough to make it impossible to get to where you need to go without one. I really am paying attention to what Bethany said at lunch-- "You are what you eat."

I met Jason back oh, perhaps around Thanksgiving of Last year, but I had gone to Chicago and on the bus back we sat next to each other and talked.I remember him, and our initial meeting was so interesting and memorable because I recognized hm as a BLack person and he was surprised, as he is very fair, able to pass for white or be mistaken as white. He is an interesting boy. From California, smokes cigarettes compulsively and is an interesting conversationalist. The people you come into contact with.

Life; this is the stuff of high drama. We live it and it is only for us to be strong enough to take the pain and pickup the pen and write about it. Thats what my calling is for, the sharing of the human experience. I wanted to dance with Charles to Chaka Khan and experience him out on the floor of the hottest nightclubs in CHicago. I enjoyed dancing with him. I loved it. I enjoyed keeping company with him. Evenings out with him were like such a breath of fresh air. I felt completely comfortable with him. God, the pain.

Charles has moved away, and I am very sad about that. He was so good for me and very sweet. Generuous to a fault- he would give his right arm for you just because. God, w hat a spirit. I felt comfortable around him and he made me feel great, the world lightened up in his presence. He t old me he was moving a couple of weeks ago and I thought it was at the end of this week. Isnt it something else that people can come in and out so easily? So beautifully. I have his phone number;-). Alas, I envy his freedom. I want to roam as he does. I hate being confined! I hate being restricted and I hate not being able to MOVE as I want to. I will either move or the earth will explode. God Help Me.

Charles moved to Alaska. He was very sweet. I wish him well.