Destiny Child

Destiny Child

I woke up in a nights sweat shaking with thoughts of the past
Yet in my soul and in my sprit I did not weep
Deep within me a voice cried unto me
"This is not a time for tears and never has there been"
My heart jerked at such a careless verse
And beat faster with upset and hurt
"How dare you say such a thing?" I screamed
For I have seen so much, and I have beat so much
But still it doesn’t take the pain away it seems
I have dreamed for much, and achieved much but I expect much more of myself
Why should I not weep?
Is it unfair for me to weep about my trials?
Unfair to weep for my losses
Unfair for me to weep about my pain
Unfair for me to wanna feel hopeless
How dare you, say such things
The voice spoke softly and said to me
For in all you have gone through I have been there
And through all you will go through I will be there
For your trials have given you a great heart to bare
And with me by your side there is nothing you shall fear
Although you have seen a terror or two
There is so much more I have planned for you
You’re not like others
And not as you wish
But through out this life you have received many gifts
It has been in your troubles, and your grievance
It has been in the tears you have shed through out seasons
It has been giving to you because you could bare it
And your shoulders are strong you can feel it
It has made you stronger all you have been through
So this is why I say such things to you
Fear not what is to come here
Fear not the things that travel near
You have been blessed in all you've been through
It’s DESTINY CHILD the burdens I give you.

E INK Middleton

As human beings we find ourselves troubled. Whether it is in the midnight hour, midday, or any other hour; we all question the lives we have led or the paths we see before us. It is not wrong for us to weep but in each tear we drop understand that strength is what will come of it and your destiny is being brought closer to you by each and everything you go through. We will each experience our season. Whether it be a drought when we need it to rain, or a storm when we need peace; our season comes in due time. It all makes sense when you sit and truly take time to recap on each event and identify how it has positively influenced your life. At times it may be hard to see the good in the bad but how can there be light at the end of any tunnel if we don’t take time to see it. In troubled times know that there will always be refuge. And that refuge no matter in what presence it presents itself is a gift much like the pain that came before it.

Just a little something I wanted to share with everyone to let them know that trouble doesn't last always although it may seem as it does. Free yourself from your in adequacies, your fears, your troubles, and your past; embrace the lessons derived from them and move forward towards a greater goal.

Enid

A Little Note 2 My Readers

So, I haven't wrote in a while....Sad to say I have been so pre-occupied with surviving and living in the working world that I have found myself at a literary road block. I have been uninspired, discouraged, and flawed in my attempt to pick up a pen or tap my fingers to the keyboard. Hopefully; this forked road will lead me to being more inspired and eventually my muse will present itself unto me and help me to get back on my writing track....Don't fret that this is the end. I am sure that it I am far from that. Your passion never dies without a fight and I know that before I stop writing or desiring ink, words, or literature I would be surely dead and 6 feet in the ground. And I am almost positive even then I will be writing in the clouds.....I'll be back soon full loaded and verbally ready to go.

OTHERS

Allow me to give a testimony and bear witness to how others will try to demolish everything you are...It doesn't really matter what you give or who you are; there will always be others who attempt to challenge who you are. They believe that what they see at times is who you are but DO NOT allow them to judge; only one can judge and alongside that you are your worst critic. You know you better than anyone else outside of whomever you believe to be above. We are not perfect and I say this all the time because people believe if you can talk about certain things you don't have issues, hang-ups, trials, tribulations, or hurdles. But I have realized that through out time no-one can tell you who you are to be you always knew and always will know what you are capable of. I don't believe that you are a product of an environment you are who you choose to be. You may have habits that others don't understand but can they listen to you? Do they still run to you? is your advise still valuable to them? for that one minute when they need you they don't judge you they are ready to suck you dry. Don't every doubt your destiny or who you are to be, because someone already gave you the energy to know you are or will be what you already know within...

I haven't posted in a while but trust I have alot of things for you guys check back in the next week and I will blow your mind...I will definitely have something for everyone tell everyone to check me out.....uplift your sister. If my blog don't inspire or motivate then don't bother but I am sure you can feel something on my blog.....so check back in like a week

From ADAMS RIB

From Adams rib and the breath of the maker did the strong women bloom

Like a flower that blooms in spring
or a red leave in the breeze of autumn
Like the sweet smell of summers eve
and warm crackling fireplaces of winter
the strong women transcends; engrossing the mind of others and demanding forces take notice
There is strength in her hands; her palms tell her story
and the story of those who came before and those who sit beside her
her hips bore life for she is the "wombed" man
her legs are strong and her wit just as mighty
she can create, and make things real

the anatomy of a strong woman emerged
from Adams rib and the breathe of the God

She has always been a force to reckon with, a mover and a shaker a determined creature when her mind is made up and a powerful entity due to whom she has come
from whence she came she has evolved

The strong black woman from the rib of Adam and the breathe of God

Before I Lay Down to Sleep

Is it true
that at night time you cry?
Rolling from left to right there’s no one in sight
Is it true that you wish that you could change
Change your past so that the things you did before you wont do it twice the same
Is it true that you hold on to the memories that you thought you’d lose
Cause the idea that they are around and in your palm
let you know that at least you have something worth holding on
Is it true, that you cry at night when its dark
Hoping that no one sees and
no one knows your pain
to share that pain makes you weak and
you despise being lame
Is it true that your not as cold as it seem and that
within you got a lot of heat and
your burning up in side and
ya blood is beating that heart
faster and faster and faster
in hopes that it can warm up the temperature from the ice that surrounds it from all the hurt and pain that’s drowning it.
You have holes inside and your trying to fill them but your tired of forcing them
with them empty lies and empty promises
And things that people told you that the would do but didn’t do. And the things that you know could you do but didn’t do, and things that you know you should do but wouldn’t do.
It is true that at night time you cry
because you dreamed that things would be different but things are to much the same and you hope that things would change but it takes to much and its to long to hold on to change.
Or its to hard and to much of challenge to hold on to being who you believe you should be,
and knowing you know want to be, demanding that you grab your dream and be everything you wish to be.

Is it true that at night time you cry after looking in the mirror
after looking in the mirror
after looking in the mirror every night for the first time and only seeing a women scarred, scorned and filled with lies.
Your not happy with what your seeing so
during the day you live a lie
putting on a show that last in other minds
but its so far from the truth
And even you behavior confuses you
so at night you cry….
you cant take that person you see inside
and you want to believe that what’s behind close doors stays in the dark
and whats behind closed doors won’t eventually come to light.
So its only at night you don’t hide
you hurt like anyone else but its at night that you come out your shell
making sure that there is no one else who can testify to what they saw….
you dare not let them meet that women scorned.
Is it true that at night time you cry?
Your eyes fill up with water and the emotions run through you
you don’t know how to explain them and its hard to express them so you decide to suppress them
So its at night you cry.
But don’t feel alone cuz…..shhhhhh
Sometimes at night I cry,….ink

TO DREAM

Last night I dreamed
and I had not dreamed in decades it seems
So my unconscious was making up for lost time
feeding my mind with every line that had ran through my mind over this fleeting time
it was almost like I was conscious and I seen it all before
It simply felt like dejavu was knocking at my door
my mind opened a one man, I mean one woman play
of the things I felt and found so hard to say......
at the conclusion of all that was said and felt
I feel to the floor on one knee and eyes swell
I dreamed of what I could be but hadnt achieved
I dreamed of lost role models snatched, and taken from me
I dreamed of small cells that bind the human soul
of living in a small 4 by 4, iron barred, non lite cage with a concrete floor
I dreamt of true love that made me soar
roses growing in concrete and wide open doors
no glass ceilings just room to explore
and more breathing room then my lungs could endure
I dreamt of walking and not hearing signs of chatter and slander from the tongue
of those who say they love me but with words will slaughter me at no cost
I dreamt of sitting among the stars and talking with icons of the past
and sitting on my mommas laugh while enjoying a good laugh
I dreamt of sitting by the bedside of my grandma without pain
laughing, and talking bout all the things I ususally would dare not say
I dreamt of a strong father figures that I could see
not only the one I look to in hopes that he will save me and set me free.....
I dreamt of GOD being accepted as the man of many names
no matter what you call him or the imagery you display he/she will always be the same
I dreamt of not being called a hypocrite because sometimes I talk a good talk
however you chop me down to size because I dont always walk the good walk
...insert, I am not perfect
I dreamt of being accepted as more than the girl who writes well, and talks a good talk
but the girl that bloomed in the bottom of a well deep and dark
I dreamt that karma was more than a notion, a hope, or dream but something that was real and would eventually come by and bless me
I dreamt of seeing my brother free rubbing the belly of his soon to be wife that carries his unborn seed
I dreamt of planned pregancies, happy weddings, financial stability, and dreams captured.....not pain, lost, and struggle being released on me from the vudo purse
I dreamt that I,
wasnt only strong believing and seeing only what I wanted to be seeing
but was seein reality and truth was cloaked over me.....
I dreamed that I could do more than dream and wasnt a victim who indulged in petty dreaming....
Yes I am a dreamer,
and this may be true but without dreams what would you do?
Last night I dreamed and I am thankful that I did.....It gave me more reason to believe that my destiny may not always be hid
and that soon enough I will come across my field that is plentiful with flowers, pufffy white clouds, people proudly dancing and life on high......Last night I dreamed....and it felt all to good, and I wouldnt take it back not even if I could

to DREAM

by E 'ink' Middleton


Enid 'ink' Middleton

The Battles Within

It has been said that we have 2 angels or rather an angel and a devil that sits upon our shoulders assisting us in our decision making. I beg to differ, I believe that there are entities that assist us but they do not rest on our shoulders, they are within us. They are not an angel with wings and a red devil with a pitchfork and horns that whisper to us but are elements of light that burn deep within us. The first is light the other is without light and that is darkness. This light and or darkness is what consumes us and provides inklings, direction, instinct, and things of that nature. I like to believe that we are much like a two headed coin which has two strong characters however, one can only rein at a time. If you flip the two-headed coin only one head can be right side up at any given moment. like a two headed coin, light and dark share one space but only one can rein at any given time.

Our light and dark are nourished and fed differently. The darkness grows and feeds off of negative vibrations; with every let down, hurt, scorn and addiction the darkness is nourished and able to dim the soul. Now the light is different. The light is STRONG and can convert energies if necessary. Negative energy and vibrations can be converted to inspire feeding the gleam/ and brightness of the soul. Light is more powerful than darkness yet in many it is less convincing at times to the human soul.

There is a saying that, "it is easier to do bad then to do good and easier to point out the bad in someone rather than encourage and praise the good in that very same individual." like the saying goes to the human soul, mind, and body it is easier for us to accept negative and do negative. Free will is what was given and is truly our human challenge. The ability to choose wrong or right is where our ultimate battle lies.

I am one whom has been consumed at times by the darkness but you have to understand that although the darkness can consume its power can never alleviate the light. The light is immensely strong; so as the dark consumes the soul the light continues to burn in hopes that it will soon take back its control and illuminate the soul as it
should.

Think of a dark sky; God is truly a mastermind. Just like the world; he created a human being much to his delight that in comparison is like the sky. Sometimes we burn bright like the sun and sometimes our souls are black with speckles of fighting light like the sky and like the moon that illuminates us when it converts the negative energies and reinforces it with positive probabilities/possibilities. There is a war going on daily with in us that we are challenged to maintain; don't you agree??? if you don't than take time to examine your person because you may not be truly in tuned with your self.

Langston Hughes----Life aint been no crystal stair

Life ain't been no crystal stair.... Langston Hughes

Well, son, I'll tell you:

Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.

It's had tacks in it,

And splinters,

And boards torn up,

And places with no carpet on the floor—

Bare.

But all the time

I'se been a-climbin' on,

And reachin' landin's,

And turnin' corners,

And sometimes goin' in the dark

Where there ain't been no light.

So, boy, don't you turn back.

Don't you set down on the steps.

'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.

Don't you fall now—

For I'se still goin', honey,

I'se still climbin',

And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.

We have to remember day in and day out that life has not been and may never be a crystal stair and that there will always be a glass ceiling. We must be like diamonds cutting glass as it comes our way; and like dynamite , blowing down anything that may stand between us and our destinies. Please acknowledge that there is a jungle out there and we got to live like we are the last of a dying breed determined to be vast and not extinct, excel in all that you do and take your failures as test runs.....keep climbin, keep driving, and dont give up not even when the breaks get stuck.

Bitten by a Passion LEECH; now I am REVIVED

This morning; actually this evening after my nap I WOKE UP!!!! I woke up and decided that I would not allow this LEECH on my soul to continue to suck me dry. You see; this passion sucking parasite called HARD LIFE and STRUGGLE continues to drain me of my passions, determination, and desires. I am HUMAN and I can admit that sometimes I am in deep need of TRUE inspiration. We can easily be swayed from our gifts; and passions when faced with mounds of STRUGGLE and HARDSHIP. It gets hard trying to survive for some of us; we get discouraged and become enthralled in emotional warfare within. What is emotional warfare you ask???? Its that draining battle we face when trying to be strong and stand firm but in turn; we are confronted by a deep and dark portal that convinces us that giving in to weakness may be less stressful.
Let me get a little deeper with you; I have battled a massive amount of loss. At very young age I lost my mother and my father had abandoned my siblings and I at that moment in life WE had been ORPHANED but were raised by loving grandparents all though that my not be a struggle to some, for us it was quite a challenged. At times we were emotionally abused, and mentally corrupted by the views of outsiders whom condemned us to being no more than a future statistics. But; I refused to be defeated; now I have a college degree and a decent job; so you think all is well. For me it is not, you got to understand some things scar deep. Approximately a year ago I lost my second mother; my grandmother and that has left my three siblings and I to survive on our own. Imagine being 22 and having three younger siblings whom now are left to survive alone.
Each day I ask for a blessing to come upon my troubled seas and give me the ability to take my siblings in and allow them the right to feel secure; but I can hardly provide the needed security for myself. These struggles and hurdles welcomed the passion bug to lay upon my heart and suck me dry. However; that bug was not ready for what would happen. The parasite was not ready for the light that would come and revive me; kicking its behind to the curb. HOPE, FAITH, and INTERNAL STRENGTH gathered as a trinity blessed by the GRACE of the Holy Trinity stood firm and gathered in my honor with one task at hand; relieve me of this passion-sucker>>>> their crusade was successful and I received the passion transfusion I had been waiting for.
I know strongly and PASSIONATELY that I will let no barnacle; of any kind steal from me what the LORD has blessed me with. Although he has taken from me these loved ones I know that "God will never deliver me to a place where he can not protect me". I will stand FIRM and I hope that whomever reads this is inspired to be revived as well if they have a LEECH on their SOUL or HEART. I want you to know you are strong and all it takes is for you to STAND FIRM>>>>> I leave you with this message from MAYA ANGELOU and remember there is nothing you can not rise from.

Still I Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

Maya Angelou

Happy New Years!!!!!

So...welcome back in the NEW YEAR. I am happy that you have chosen to visit me in these beginning days of a new start. I havent written in a while and I felt there was no better time than the present time to reach out and begin to pen my day to day and words of inspiration or theory once more. How did you spend your new years??? My New Years was quite intense and ...if I may say so, words cant express nor will I go over the highlights just no that I enjoyed myself overall.
What is your resolution? you want to know something funny...each year we come up with these resolutions I am going to change this and that and then on new years eve we do whatever it is we are going to give up to the max and say that is the last time for the past year, yet do we every realize that once the ball dropped at 12 the eve was no longer and the year had begun with you doing whatever it is you planned to leave behind. Something to think about I suppose, or maybe its just me who does things in such away but I thought I would share. Love all my readers and really stick to the resolutions you set for you to have taken time to set them they must be important and if they are important you should not give up on them so easily. ....