Virginia here I come...Portsmith YES..i go 2 another WEDDING..MY FRIENDS DAUGHTER..Jamila

WELL..my bags are packed..

my ticket is ready..here I go..finally ..a trip to my girl

from NY..moved to Virginia 6 years ago..Iam now getting the opportunity to visit

the family..take a part in another Wedding..her youngest daughter..JAMILA..It's

been awhile seen we have got together...I am so excited..I remember when this girl

was just a teen when they left..Shirley got married..left NY..she's my cousin through

marriage..her cousin is Chris..my ex..we've been friends since her mother ..my friend

Willamena..who died..were neighbors of mine...right next door..close for years..love themwe use to party together..meet guys together..when the man who was currently w/her mom..where she went on a vacation to Mississipi..to visit relatives..she was found in the bathroom..hunched over..had an brain anurythm..word got back in NY..susie was young mother herself..w/ a daughter..the man who was taking care of them..find out...set a fire to the home for insurance purposes..made sure..there was nothing left for them..the fire suddenly spread through my window next door..smoke was everywhere..susie came home to no place to live..thats when.I came to the aid of her and shakerri..then 6yrs..i moved them in w/me...being my landlord was her godmother..in a small 2 bedroom apt..

I had..where she worked as a nurses aide ..like her mother..went to Queensbridge community college..met KOLENGI NAPIER..where she left my home..then down the years they had Jamila...broke up w/napier..and moved again to the project in far

FAR ROCKAWAY..REDFERN houses...lived there for 5 years..where she left NY..GOT married 2 A BROTHA SHE MET IN JAIL..and the rest is history..Last year..we made contact...where she found out about my mother ..told me ..she almost died from blood clots in her throat..and that when ...I shared w/her about my near death experience with a stroke..

we swore never lose contact again..SHE PAID FOR MY ticket..thats love

& friendship..touching moment..how u found drama as it's deed

2 help out someone..God comes along and save the day..

just thought I mention..

thanks 4 listening..it's time to go...seeya next week...

be back friday..the16TH...IN THE MEANTIME

PEACE ..HAVE A GOOD 1..Create..Sheila..muah!!!!

THE TRUTH ABOUT..WALKING ZOMBIES..HUMANS..AN EASTER TESTIMONY..LIVING PROOF

TO ALL THAT KNOWS NOT..

HAS NOT & SEES NOT BRAIN

KNOWLEDGE AS UR SOURCE..

THIS IS FOR U

This is a story..

I must share with my viewers..

it take place in a town

where everyone has rights to love and

be loved /with circumstances under their belt..

where all that makes up different elements..

people who were survivors of the Drug era..

60s..70s.80s...

where I grew up...we faced

the Black boycotts of Watts..

the colors of the rainbow flower children..a

violent state of mine..

where war paint sends a message of Wars

in Vietnam..Black panther parties..

the fist of liberty and screaming

we shall over come paved the way to victory..

as I look back on street life..

the song which speaks

heroin addiction..the year of Aquarius..

fires..churches being burned down in

the Mississippi's south..killing three black lil girls..

2 black brothas and a Jewish

friend..Images of hatred & neglect...

it is now..2010..

why are we still visualizing that same effect...

I am so ANGRY..floored about life and how

some still don't get the true meaning..

what God had done for all that survives..

I am very upset in my journey..

while witnessing the fruits of labor...

working..able to buy a car..house..use a hole

in the wall 2 eniciate product..taking out all thoughts

& transfers 2 another time

wasting ours generic rules of being LIFE..

LIVING RIGHT

a substance to function right..having fun in

the process while THE TRUTH..remains evident..

we are not our OWN destiny 2 RECOGNIZE..we own no soul

calling the days 2 expiration early..but in

Gods hands when it becomes..his will..

the devil's way to enjoy products over the counter..

under doormats on street corners or even in

pharmaceutical plants manufacturing..

We have lost so many human beings..

died w/no sense or purpose

to remain a dad..mom..children left behind..a clone..

with an identity to find..the world has shown..

it is a difficult atmosphere to evolve..

to grab a hold of spirit and wear

it as God..he died for us..we take it for granted..

we smoke filled dreams..dance to the street merchants..

who supplies our heads w/ a cause to celebrate..

none2 die..2 drink..over indulge.

pass a violent mixture of suicide..

forcably allowing Life 2 become our ticket

2HELL..

what Jesus died for on the cross4 US..

I am so apolled..tears roll down my cheek.

actually taking part in this world as we see it..

I have many who..as well as myself..

as well..lacing the totes..

breaking the rules of LIFE..bending my ass over

to the evils of street ..

walking that long corridor to the chambers of goodbye..

saying..this is my temple of ..

I know not the what is the kingdom..when all the time..

ur brain's out to lunch..playing urself..drinking..doping..

mainlining..cocaine in..freebasing..weed with

cigar paper & industrial strength chemicals..

I am mad..when I see a transformation..

turn..angel of death...my face changes..

my thoughts are nothing..not what I was at birth

where..again..the track of living..

crews with a chains holding me bac..a black human

figure..created in his image..

not a gift for killing the human race..I am so angry this day

why..because right now as I write this testimony..

my closest seeds are lifting ..getting

high..not even thinking

I know whats happening in there lives...

the only thing is left

to realize..all that is on a level of positivity

& soul searching....WILL SEE HIS KINGDOM

where urs is up in arms ..with no care in the WORLD..

4 Eternity..where he waits..for u..

ur death..time is short..why???..think..

whatcha gonna do!!!..H A P P Y E A S T E R..

H U M A N S..

God Bless YOU..

JESUS..

I ANSWER TO U..NOT MAN..PRAY FOR US..AMEN...

Create..Sheila T Jordan

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"I'm watching it all I'm watching it all fade Into the depth It's never coming back I'm catching it all I'm catching it all carefully In cold hands It's never coming back I'm crying it all I'm crying it all out Away from dreams It's never coming back I'm breathing it all I'm breathing it all in Into heavy lungs It's never coming back And I'm Watching Catching Crying Breathing And I'm choking On the laughter Breaking down the silence I stole the sledge hammers I tore down that wall I'm going to rebuild it I'm making a new home A place where I can be happy For once in my life I'm counting the stairs up Not adding my thirteenth I'm going to die here In a peaceful mind I'm choking on my laughter And I'm tearing down my walls."

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"Blessed Palm Sunday and

Happy Easter to you all... with LOVE"

HONESTLY..

u slipped my mind and actually

I haven't been looking past the days

which left our mother in heaven

where we can no longer make this our many

holidays of praise to worship..palm sunday

never goes past our love for what was the most

amazement of strength..power and unselfishness

what we are living for...who died on the Cross..

NEXT WEEK..WE WILL

Celebrate our first

holiday of the season w/out mother

Easter...Let ur spirit be with God

on this day and here after...

forever,,,miss you..love you..

sheila..muah!!!!!

IDIOSYCRASIES/gendar

I am what touched ur heart...

the soul u tore apart

where the street comes together..

through ghettos rain

what left the wind..

to claim me as ur bond & close proximeter

what lays through guns and roses ..

the slash of ur name

written upon my closer.. remains a

silence mart er..

2 breech a contract..the sensor..

to detect a contact of interest

still..moments when shadows

WEARIN me..time remembered a

character..

where hips, thighs bridge it's gap...

between..the here

& now of past TENSE..2 fill what was

a cup of chocolate..

what sees better

days and culture pudding..

looking like Topeka..instead of midnight

mocha..or molasses...

what grins..

smiles ..sending a message..saying

this is what u missed out on..

through taking a vacation in those

prison walls...u dysec what can't b there..

dreams once certain..a playground for a G

HURTING..where gender HOLD NO freeDOM..

though the heart..willing..

where life didn't impress any feelings

or thoughts of living like I'm

ur king..the master key 2 being love..

bwt u , becomes , just the ride

around the block and backk..

holding on .. no losing track..

what made a black man wanna hump..

be flourished by a big butt

and a smile..with a price to pay for

rubbing it right..

touching ones heart

reminds me...this is what u lost...

nahhh i don't think so..coz..i

gained what no woman have ever returned ..

a new addition..a child

..god's reward..and u can't get no better than that..

it's all natural & in the flesh

wearing like me...lookin like me..go with ur

old skool pranks..

LIFE..folds like a brand new

shirt ..right of out ur wardrobe..waiting to b...

worn out..and then..u let it go

gota replacement..while u stay playin cowboys 2 girls..

i don't look back.. like tomorrow's world u wear..

feelin me

..but sees a brand

new..out of the ghetto..and in2 the arms..

wearing ur name..only..doesn't mean

I AM in LOVE..feel memories of u...

wearing melodies of her..

totally different from

what performs...a LADY.....

it is what it is..taken me back..

for no reason

whatsoever....what's

over ..finish..done with..carry it back

leaves..no good..moves on..act like

u know..living like ya don't..Confucius say..

Syonira..be out!!!!

CREATE..Sheila...

GOTTA ADMIT THIS

IT'S A DEDICATION TO U..LR..

TOOK U BACK A WAYS..BUT

KNOW..IT WAS DONE IS GOOD TASTE..

BlackMenToday - FOR THE LOVE OF OUR BLACK BROTHAS IN THE WORK FORCE..

ROB D'ANGELO

NIGEL WRIGHT

HAROLD REID TERENCE TAKYI

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