Just So U Kno (My late ode to da month of FEB.)

Every time i took that step, i walk'd blindly…Unknowing of what the

future will bring, but don't remind me…

I didn't want to reflect on

how nothing goes right, but the mirror sees me…

Believe me, facing the truth aint easy…

And yes, I'm the truth, but I tell myself lies…

Real eyes realize I've set my self behind…

Then I turn myself around, see the reverse of my mind…

…Blindly walk I, step- that- take- -I- time- Every…

or is it every time I take? Ah sh*t, my minds heavy…

Whirl winding to hurricane my levy…

Face and features of African slaves, American made like a Chevy…

A blood stream of venom, body poisoned to the core…

Metaphors shape shift while hatred pours out my pores…

fu*k a fore score,

I didn't need four fathers to birth… If we metal Lincoln's achievements, I guess I'll swallow my worth…

Pennies for your thoughts, racism engulfed in copper…

I'm an upstanding sister, I don't need a lynching to correct my posture…

and He's not on a roster, just 'cause he might be 6'3 and wear a jersey don't mean he plays a sport…

And no he's not a Rasta; his long locks of hair represent him not cutting hisself short…

No room? So I contort,

fold away my pressures inside…I'm a combustion of civil rights symbolism, why do you think I'm still alive…

I've taken knives and still survived, I still thrive,

and yet,

I feel fine… And I will find a path to the divine,

Almighty God of mine when it's my time to shine…

Pause…

I'll take a step back to reality to face death like Jason's mask

… I'm embodying my race into a faceless task…

The dance of death leads to the running of the wild,

while some fox trot…

I've invested my life into my heritage…

but there will never,

I repeat,

never, be a stock drop…

Joke Of The Day "Jesus and the Burglar"

A burglar broke into a house one night. He shined his flashlight around, looking for valuables, and when he picked up a CD player to place in his sack, a strange, disembodied voice echoed from the dark saying, "Jesus is watching you." He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked his flashlight off, and froze. When he heard nothing more after a bit, he shook his head, promised himself a vacation after the next big score, then clicked the light on and began searching for more valuables. Just as he pulled the stereo out so he could disconnect the wires. Clear as a bell he heard, "Jesus is watching you." Freaked out, he shined his light around frantically, looking for the source of the voice. Finally, in the corner of the room, his flashlight beam came to rest on a parrot. ‘Did you say that?" he hissed at the parrot. "Yep," the parrot confessed, then squawked, "I'm just trying to warn you." The burglar relaxed. "Warn me, huh? Who in the world are you?" "Moses," replied the bird. "Moses?" the burglar laughed. "What kind of people would name a bird Moses?" "The kind of people that would name a Rottweiler Jesus."

God Has Kept Me Here For A Reason

Repeat after me: God has kept me here for a reason. I survived because He has a plan for me. All my bad relationships, the addictions, the consequences, the bad credit, the repossessions, the death of my loved ones, the back stabbing from my friends, the negative thoughts, or the lack of support; I made it because I am blessed!

I release and let go of all past hurts, misunderstandings and grudges because I am abundantly blessed! I recognize them as the illusions they are, and sent from the enemy to kill my spirit, steal my joy, and destroy my faith; For God is all there is. All else is a lie! Now give yourself a hug, wipe your tears away and walk in victory!!!!!!!! I love you, but more appropriately God loves you BEST!

CONGRATULATIONS LATIKKA!!!!!

I am proud to announce that LaTikka is the winner the Black History Month trivia Game. She will be the recipient of two passes to Universal Studios or Island of Adventure. It was close! I pray that next year more of the family will participate. Remember knowledge is the key to sucess. Also, you need to know where you came from in order to know where you are going. Once again, thanks for participating LaTikka and Robin.

Extreme Blessings,
Robin

P.S.
Remember, Uncle Eddie's contest for a chance to win a computer.

Peace,
Robin

What Do You DO??

WHAT do you do...When yuh go to a party and someone steps on yuh shoe?Do you stab or hit the

person or swallow the pain....Knowing life is too short,so yuh dust it off and continue

again.

WHAT do you do...When yuh hear people saying negative things about you?Do you

fight to set it right, and do so with all yuh might....Or leave it knowing the truth will come to light.

WHAT do you say...When you hear all the hate the people push everyday?Do you keep it in yuh heart,to

tear them apart....Or simply leave it alone and contribute to a fresh start.

WHAT do you think...With all the animosity and envy is the norm and this Family starts to sink?Do you let maturity &

wisdom guide yuh response & actions...Or take revenge by threatening and planning hurtful

intentions.WELL this family has seen how some comments can be mean & some can be a delight,TRUE

all it takes is just a few to bring out the worse in you,especially if itz for spite.WHAT YOU

SAY,Think & React is also a simple fact...it CAN have a negative effect on others,ALWAYS have in

mind BY doing something unkind,CAN affect OUR brothers or sisters.

Monthly Best Wishes.........March

Family it's time for March’s Monthly Best Wishes. Family Members with something happening in this month POST it and let the family know about it. I know there are a few Birthdays in this Month.

Maurice Lamont Fields - (Uncle Maurice) 3.11.07

Anthony Edwards Fields (Uncle Tony) 3.12.07

Deryk Byrd (latikka's Husband) 3.13.07

Kristian Mann 3.17.07 - he will be 8 years old.

Show them some luv.

Maurice aught to get blown up with all those kids LOL....HEY HEY, that's my Brother....

Origin of the Word "Negro"

The name that you respond to determines the amount of your self worth.

Similarly, the way a group of people collectively respond to a name can have devastating effects on their lives, particularly if they did not choose the name. Asians come from Asia and have pride in the Asian race' Europeans come from Europe and have pride in Europe accomplishments. Negroes, I am to assume, come from negroland-a mythical country with an uncertain past and an even more uncertain future. Since negroland is a myth, where did the myth of the negro originate? The key to understanding what a negro is, is to understand the definition of that word and its origin.
The word negro is Spanish for black. The Spanish language comes from Latin, which has its origins in Classical Greek. The word negro, in Greek, is derived from the root word necro, meaning dead. What was once referred to as a physical condition is now regarded as an appropriate state of mind for millions of Africans. Historically when the Greeks first traveled to Africa 2,500 years ago, the Egyptian civilization was already ancient. The Great Pyramid was over 3,000 years old and the sphinx was even older. Writing, science, medicine and religion were already a part of the civilization and had reached their zenith. The Greeks came to Africa as students to sit at the feet of the masters, and to discover what Africans already knew. In any student / teacher relationship the teacher can only teach as much as the student is capable of understanding. Egyptians, like other Africans, understood that life existed beyond the grave. Ancestral worship is a way of acknowledging the lives of the people who have come before you, and their ability to offer guidance and direction to the living. Temples were designed as places where the ancestors could be honored and holidays (Holy Days) where the ancestors could be honored, and holidays (Holy Days) were the days designated to do so. The Egyptians had hundreds of temples and hundreds of Holy Days to worship their ancestors. The Greeks thought the Africans had a preoccupation with death. The act of ancestral worship became known as necromancy or communication with the dead. The root word necro means dead. Another word for necromancy is magic - that Old Black Magic which was practiced in Ancient Africa. When the Greeks returned to Europe, they took their distorted beliefs with them and the word negro evolved out of this great misunderstanding. Less than 300 years after the first Greeks came to Egypt as students, their descendants returned as conquerors. They destroyed the cities, temples and libraries of the Egyptians and claimed African knowledge as their own.
Not only was the African legacy stolen, but also the wholesale theft of African people soon followed. With the birth of the slave trade, it became necessary to dehumanize Africans and devalue their historical worth as a people in order to ensure their value as slaves. So there you have it, the negro - a race of dead people with a dead history and no hope for resurrection as long as they remained ignorant of their past. This was a triple death - the death of the mind, body, and spirit of the African people. It was strictly forbidden for negro slaves to learn to read and write. Such knowledge was the key to liberation and was placed firmly out of reach. As negroes became educated, however, they sought to redefine themselves. The evolution of the word negro from colored, to black, to African represents a progression of self-awareness. As a free people, we have a responsibility to educate ourselves and rediscover our Identities. Knowledge of self is the key to unlocking the door to the future.