Lustful

All is well in my world again. Positive energy and sincere words have the ability to heal all wounds.

Always say what you mean, and mean what you say.

A very simple cure for misery.

It's 2:36 AM on this side of the planet, and I am determined to sleep like a normal human being tonight, dash my vampire nature entirely and abide with the day walkers. Whenever I put a song up, I expect you to let it play as you read this, it's supposed to be 'mood music' you know? It kills the whole steez if you read this in silence. My literature and music go hand in hand.

I actually write to instrumentals, I can create all sorts of scenarios from music, beautiful music. But right now this song has been getting a lot of play, I like conscious hip hop. Especially when it's about a girl, it's less "DAMN YOU GOT A FAT ASS" and more "Damn you got a beautiful soul".

I hate hearing the first, but melt a little at the second, I have mad respect for someone who can see past my beauty into the depths of my being, that means we're of like minds. I'm all about like minds, about souls of the same nature. Not even on a romantic tip, on a human being tip, those type of people are trust worthy, those are the type of people you can learn from, the type that won't lead you in the lair of bullshit. I don't like to mess with that lair. It's not really my cup of joe.

So I was going through my old facebook pictures, a year can make a very large difference, growing up and then realizing you've grown up are completely different sensations you know? It's scary, going back to the same place, but knowing that you're a completely different person. I'm not gonna feel the same way I did about things a year ago, I've seen a lot, I've learnt a lot.

In a way, I've found myself, gets my head all big, my ego pumped up with positive energy, knowing that now, that culture won't affect me like it used to, cause I know myself, I know my origin, and I can cook all the dishes.

What the fuck you think I was sitting here doing? My ass has been learning. When I want okra soup, okra soup will be made, when I want fufu and light soup? Fufu and light soup will be made.

I'm even learning a prayer in Ewe, continuing my cultural lessons, I don't want to be lost in the big cultural melting confusion that is America. I need home to stay as close to me as possible.

I'm proud of my country. Of my history. Of my heritage.

Ghanaian first, everything else after.

Beli' dat.