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Posted in film, glenn greenwald, love, snowden on February 21, 2017 by loveinotherplaces

had another great valentines by the way.  let’s see, the 14th year in a row that i’m alone on the 14th.  no biggie. had to turn niggas down cuz i don’t want them. i’d rather be alone.  even though i’m really tired of it and it’s been a long time. but … as Image result for snowden filmcompared to what?  14 years is nothing to God.  and a valentine is nothing compared to my health, my home, my daughter, my feet, my right mind.  the love of jesus really held me this year … i felt the presence of his all-consuming, unconditional love.  his love never hurts.  his love never fails.  his love never hesitates.  his love never wavers. his love never judges. his love img_4243never changes.  his love always forgives.  this year i got me some white tulips and chocolate cupcakes with pink frosting and watched a movie with me. the point of this post is not my aloneness … but snowden.  it was a great movie.  i been fucking with joseph gordon-levitt. there was love.  and i cling to that love.  the love of a higher purpose.  the love in God calling you to do something greater than yourself.  the love of other humans more than yourself.  the love of doing the right thing when it goes against everything you were ever taught.  the courage it takes to love.  as i sat on my couch etched with trees, i felt God loving me through the story of snowden. God knows how i like to have my mind stimulated and my heart inspired by the human spirit.

i hope you find love. all of it.


in a series of posts

Posted in books, love, paulo coelho, self-love, sex on February 10, 2017 by loveinotherplaces

did you know that paulo coelho was a political prisoner during the 1970’s in brasil where Image result for paulo coelho 11 minuteshe was interrogated and tortured for several years?  and when he was a teen his parents committed him to a mental institution 3 times. i believe that these experiences in particular and how coelho processed them gave him such a deep understanding of the human condition. it always amazes me Image result for paulo coelhowhen God will use the most painful, negative experiences to create beauty, triumph and transcendence – if we let him.  the harshest conditions refine us into the holiest, shiniest, happiest, graceful jewels – if we let it.  and then God will connect the suffering of one to the healing of another.  i have read many of this man’s books … the alchemist, the zahir, by the river piedra i sat and wept, veronika decides to die, warrior of the light, the witch of portobello … and i have learned to live from him. if he hadn’t been tortured would i be alive today?  i don’t know, i just came to share more love in quotes from 11 minutes.

‘if he was the man she wanted him to be, he would not be intimidated by her silence.’ p.111

‘”no, don’t [come see me tomorrow]. wait a week. i’ve learned that waiting is the most difficult bit, and i want to get used to the feeling, knowing that you’re with me, even when you’re not by my side.”‘ p.132

‘… she was finding that she was capable of loving without demanding anything in return and of suffering for no reason.’ p.150


at least 45 minutes

Posted in books, Lips, love, paulo coehlo, sex, Uncategorized on February 8, 2017 by loveinotherplaces

as i re-read paulo coelho’s 11 minutes the words remind me why i love this book.  love – Eleven Minutes: A Novel (P.S.) by [Coelho, Paulo]like romantic love – has been on my mind a lot recently, as in the past year. which is new for me.  i spent over a decade just putting that kind of love in the corner.  God been tenderizing the meat of my heart. i started having baby fever 3 years ago.  but i ain’t pressed pressed.  i just know it’s in me and i don’t know why.   so i requested this book at the library 3 weeks ago.  something inside me called out for it.  it holds some of my secret dreams. it holds some of my understanding of love, sex, and desire. and myself.  in reading this again, i realize why God has placed these new urges on my heart. the answer is in the second quote. i’m back in love with imagining love. like when i was a child.  and a teenager.  and when i was 20.

‘suddenly, there was the opportunity she had been so eagerly awaiting, but which she had hoped would never come!’ p.27

‘i need to write about love. i need to think and think and write and write about love – otherwise, my soul won’t survive.’ p. 74

‘in love, no one can harm anyone else; we are each of us responsible for our own feelings and cannot blame someone else for what we feel.’ p.90










Posted in friendship, life transitions, love, Uncategorized on October 11, 2016 by loveinotherplaces

almost 7 years ago i wrote about this kind of love.  i have since had the joy of practicing this in my life.  love is letting them go.  love is not holding on tight or constantly moving or proving.  love is different for everyone.  thinking of a good friend and how i wish her well every day.  i love her.  even when we can’t be friends.  even when i neither ‘like’ you nor agree with your choices.  you saved my life once, you stay in my heart forever.  i fuck with you.  and i released you to the Lord. …….. this is also one of my favorites – FWU – by party next door.

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jumper cables

Posted in love, music, Uncategorized on October 5, 2016 by loveinotherplaces

here’s some music that’s been loving me when the battery aint enuff:

  1. mac miller – never listened to this white boy before but that track God is Fair/Sexy Nasty with kendrick lamar is on repeat a lot. the music is better than the lyrics.  and the lyrics ain’t half bad. album: divine feminine.Image result for mac miller divine feminine
  2. solange – definitely pulling up a chair.  loving the sound aesthetic.  such a nice juxtaposition with the content.  it’s like a big cotton candy fuck you on a cloud of hope and pretty harmonies. album: a seat at the table.
  3. bon iver – good white shit.  all minimal.  no drums. well, just a few.  like electronic folk music.  for the haunted. album: 22, a million.
  4. travis scott – from beibs in the trap to first take.  i like this dude more than lil uzi and young thug and 21 savage.  he got the new love anthem for the streets.  ‘don’t like what i saw …’  album: birds in the trap sing mcknight.



love is everywhere you choose

Posted in 2008 presidential election, food, love, Manhood, Uncategorized on September 28, 2016 by loveinotherplaces

something i wrote in 2008 that perfectly sums up this blog.  i’ve written a lot of posts and so on days when i am busy or just don’t have it, i can share with you things i learned years ago cuz somebody somewhere is learning this right now. AND i would just like to report that since the post was published 8 years ago, i have indeed dealt with one or two men who were 6’3″.  and realized that is no longer my ideal height for my mate.  in fact, as long as you taller than my baby daddy (not hard to do) we good. hope you had some metaphorical broccoli today.

sweet grit

Posted in abuse, addiction, africa, african music, african-u.s. relations, america, anthropology, art, black history, Black Lives Matter, black music, cleansing, community development, death, dreams, expression, family, fear, film, freedom of speech, Grandparents, healing, love, mothers, pop culture, race, racism, TV, TV shows, Uncategorized, violence on September 26, 2016 by loveinotherplaces

Image resultit’s only fitting that i listen to me’shell as i write this. she is apparently the musical director for the show, queen sugar.  i was gonna leave this show alone for a while cuz some black shit i gotta support from a distance.  the trailers were looking amazing and i support Ava Duvernay’s talented ass.  period.  so, to me, the details of the show didn’t matter.  i’m not personally drawn to any shows or movies that are dramas. drama is not my genre of choice.  at all. ever.  but there is a place for it and some black folk need it to accompany their meals.

a friend asked me what i thought so then i had to see it. mind you, i watched ONE episode.  the first one.

and i am going to be as loving and gentle in my words as i can because i will always support the work of independent black artists.  the best aspects of this show were:

  1. cinematography — just like in Selma (DP was Brad Young!!) the shots, the richness, the frames, the focus, the editing … was beauty, quality, depth, and real art
  2. music — AMAZING & PERFECT
  3. acting — above average .. mostly believable and heartfelt

where i think the show can grow:

  1. story — more interesting (not scandalous or over the top), more choices, less melodrama, more uniqueness to each character, then let the authenticity of the characters drive the story
  2. writing — there’s more good black writers, needs some quirkiness, sharpness, tightness, poetry
  3. pace — long shots of crying do not make us feel emotion … pick it up

in summary, there were things i liked and things i did not but at the end i teared up.  i did.Image result for queen sugar  some of it was the music’s fault and some of it was black nostalgia.  i am mainly glad that this show is a balm for much of my community.  i’m reading on FB and twitter that my folks are finding healing in this show.  even if it’s not my own salvation that i find in queen sugar, i appreciate it as a place many will call home.









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