Do. Not. Com. Part. Mental. Ise me.

Good Morning, Good Evening, God BLess your Life.

I am a human being. Level my playing field because I level yours. I believe there's men, and then there's women. And they are equal, but they are not. Together they make equal, apart they are just Men and Women. Men. And Women. Women. And Men.

I am about to disown my race and ethnicity so I can inherit my humanity. Thank you society for deciding I can't be both human and black. I can't be human and African. I can't be human and male. A human and a man. A human and sane. Thank you for making me choose.

I choose Human.

If I Have not Love...(Caution: This Got Long)

        Good morning, evening and afternoon. God bless your life. It's been a while since I've written a blog post. I've been busy working on some things, including a nationwide 2011 tour, wrapping up this SOS project, dealing with the issues sorrounding that and other things. Eva is home today studying so Sonya is not occupying the amount of my existence that she usually does. My daily 3 mile run, a Hash-House-A-Go-Go breakfast and an Eddie James music binge out the way, and I wrote this post on paper. From Bed. I'll dispense with any specifics on that one.