Gender Toys

This one simple reverse action can save our world from ourselves. I cringe anytime I see a little girl pushing a toy baby carriage. Do we really want to encourage our young girls to see themselves as mothers, so young? On the same token, why has it always been acceptable to give toy guns to boys. Do we really want to encourage our young boys to be violent, so young? Challenge: Give toy guns to girls to play with and raise them with the understanding that no one should take advantage of them. Give boys the toy carriage and teach them to practice patience and managing the resources.

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Its a choice to remember, a choice to forget. Love gotten or left to protect. Chased for stretched hours. Silly games, complete with towers.

"The brick walls are there for a reason. The brick walls are not there to keep us out; the brick walls are there to give us a chance to show how badly we want something. The brick walls are there to stop the people who don’t want it badly enough. They are there to stop the other people!" - Randy Pausch

Sade - Pearls (Live)

"It hurts like brand new shoes.." Certain amount of my naivety I embrace.. shit I've been through hell and back the fact I can still see the good left in the world is outstanding. Takes a moment to realize the need to protect yourself.. people say a many things that they want and need. Hidden agenda.. amo to unleash. The only thing that makes sense these days are the children I bared, to love and raise my children to believe in themselves more than I did, laugh harder and always listen to your heart.  The thought of the struggling mothers with less than half the opportunities I have available keep me grounded and grateful.

Savion made a very brave decision to 'opt out" of the PARCC testing this week after finding out that was an option this past weekend. This is an honor roll student that is successful applying what he learns and contributing to his class greatly. He spent time researching the controversy surrounding this situation. I made him aware that, although in theory this would seem like an easy task, to be prepared for the back lash. Anyone who stands for something must face the wrath of the very thing you are standing against. Ultimately, Along with personal reasons, he believes it is a crucial way to say that his teachers are professional and can asses him with out these test. It is understand that when a child opts out, that gives the test a 0 and brings down the schools total score, an aspect that is not taken lightly. These tests are creating an environment that is difficult to thrive in. I reached out to Savion's Honor English teacher out of respect (bc he was worried about disappointing her). Her response was invaluable.

Thanks so much for your beautiful email. As a mom, I completely respect and support your decision; only you truly know what is best for your child. As for Savion, I know in my heart that he will succeed in any endeavor in life. I love having him as my student and sharing in his learning. He has such a complex and intuitive mind. He teaches me something every day, and the rest of the class always benefits from discussions he shares in. I will always support you and Savion, and any decisions you make for him.

Encourage your child to have a voice!

This young man makes me proud everyday. #smartkid #focus #conscious #determined #brave

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HER NAME IS... Alicia Alonso Martinez, Her company became the Ballet Nacional de Cuba in 1955.

GOODNESS GRACIOUS.. this man is smooth. Trouble MAN I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine I'm checkin trouble sugar, movin' down the line I come up hard but that's okay 'Cause trouble man, don't get in my way I come up hard, baby I've been for real, baby, gonna keep movin', gonna go to town I come up hard I come up gettin' down There's only three things that's for sure Taxes, death and trouble This I know baby, this I know sugar Girl Ain't gon let it sweat me babe Got me singin', yeah, yeah, ooh Come up hard, baby, I had to fight Took care my business with all my might I come up hard, come up hard, I had to win Then start all over and win again I come up hard but that's okay 'Cause trouble man don't get in my way, hey, hey I know some places and I seen some faces I got my connections, they take my directions What people say, that's okay, they don't bother me, no I'm ready to make it, don't care 'bout the weather Don't care 'bout no trouble, got myself together Laughin', no cryin', my protection's all around me I come up hard, baby, I've been for real, baby With the trouble mind, movin', goin' tight I come up hard, come on, get down There's only three things for sure Taxes, death and trouble, oh This I know, baby, this I've known, baby Hey now, let it sweat, baby, ooh All right, baby, ooh I've come up hard, but now I'm cool I didn't make it, baby, playin' by the rules I've come up hard, baby, but now I'm fine I'm checkin' trouble, sugar, hey, movin' down the line, oh

I had resolved to having my LOVE lock down. Surviving my last heart-break.. picking up the cracked pieces of my heart off the ground and was privately piecing my tender heart back together. I gave it all.. I kept in mind I couldn't keep myself and keep him too. I gave my love too eagerly. There are things that I can't keep from my mind no matter how much forgiving I do. Nightmares I want to share, the way the clouds moved me yesterday. Instead, keeping it lock down. The blow was hard, I lost something more than love.. lost a friend. Believing that he will always be in my heart, however has no place in my life gives me a temporary peace. Out of the blew as if it had sincerely fell from the sky, this person has galloped into my life, shining brighter, more brave than I could of imagined anyone to be in this day in age. Moreover, his strong feelings, naturally grow in reciprocal. He isn't mine and yet belongs to someone else. HOwever, The journey breaths happy, constant laughter surrounds our every interaction, not to the point of oblivion, just right. I trust and believe him, but it is myself I no longer trust these days. My judgement has been far from what I ever saw myself as.. such a fight exists inside. Trying to understand before being understood. What am I thinking? I distance the belief I was meant to be loved or able to love with a one track mind... are they one in the same. It gets harder and harder to dream these days.. still I press on.

INTROSPECTIVE, PSYCHE, DISCOVER, EXPLORE, ENCOURAGE, CHALLENGE, EMBRACE, CONFIDENCE, KNOWLEDGE, HUMBLENESS, MAGIC... Words to live by.

The believing in something bigger than yourself requires great sacrifice. It's selfless and selfish simultaneously. On a science fictional level, this is why Rogue has always resonated with me. A supreme being that can do so much good, but the cost is that she can't physically touch any other human. When she does, she absorbs their memory and strength as her own. She is destined to a life of solitude but at the same time able to save and help bring balance.

Art by : Lady Morgil

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Nobody kills me like you do...

Kate Earl - Nobody from Jeremy Goldberg on Vimeo.

The Mother we Share Too speak enough, or not too much. Shall I bargain or fold. Slippery vision begs the memory to compose. Take life out loud. An intense passion out of focus.. burns. Set sail for a mansion of unearthing. Saw a trance and walked in. A pirate buries its treasure. Do we choose to forget or remember? Infatuation of the colorful kind, meant to unwind a corset strung too tight, inside calmness fights. Some days are better than others. It comes rushing back. Achy and familiar is the humor in dysfunction. Able to haunt, never punished, no justice. Accomplice slash victim lives on. Pity exists. Forgiven her, Forgiven me, still longing to heaven it. Hope flickers as a candle bout to go off. The window remains, a celestial nana bestowed. Whole again, able to bend it grows bright again. Devils and angels we create in our minds stretch from lover to sunrise. Painting a picture of perfection, wrings out the taste of actuality. Love has confused the dwelling of pearls. Tunnels hold oval endings, to relieve the squinting. How long is meaningless suffice? The more we become disconnected, the more desperate the thirst takes flight. The taste of alcohol on our lips, brief intimacy that fills the urgent longing for touch gives way to temporary sensation of bliss.. We hold back so much on the matters that matter most. Don’t shut the fuck up about the grief and sacrifice that doesn’t exist. Embrace the Recourse. A hapless flight is an unfortunate inception. Is there anything left to write? Is there anything left to fight for? The more I search for answers the harder it becomes to remember the question. The only clarity I find is near Mother Nature’s sublime. Anny Ariz

Own who you are. Speak of only wiser people.

Shoe laces I almost let my wet shoes ruin my journey.. Running in the rain is exhilarating! Reminds me of Tracy chapman days when music wore more than lines to bed. I have had moments put together and of deep blue. A past honest and haunts the master of disguise. The painful smile of a wicked grin, ask the questions, like Oye? Is silence more or an empty abyss of wishful sins. I write and write to remember my name. Hope resides in the tenderness of the ocean, its ability to open its arms to a sinner like me. As a kid, i observed the world silently, the separation humans felt to nature left me confussed and in agony to unite the two. The best of harmony exsisted nestled in its leafy arms, consoled the darkness inside. Bitterness towards a mother that turned away has undoubtablly made me awkward and hell bent on remaining awake. What is it human kind have retreated to represent? Consideration runs through its own exsistence. My fight is for happy and healthy. I recall the first time i saw for my own eyes the loss of breath. Mine began to beat against my chest. Made a promise to live without regret because how unforgiven time should be spent. I wish for your words to find their way to trees everytime, because where you fall short to understand their worth, i over fill the glass. My heart has no other name that galently i put my pride aside. So much death and destruction keeps me up at night. Those sleepless nights are bearable. The love bottled up on reserve for my favorite soul are utterly un bearable. If what we let into our life has more power than what we reject. The level of patience is border line dare devil. I want to kiss him weightlessly. Embrace him whole heartedly. Lift all his dreams in hopes to bestow half the ways this best friend has touched my soul, in more holes than a honey comb. For with or without him, madly in love remains unfaltered and steady. This dream conjured somewhere along when we tied shoe laces with style, made way for confirmation kindness reins proud. The affliction to understand the moral behind Cain and Able truths, leads to the allusion we control what we lose. I choose rather to live somewhat bold, in hopes to hold a river of proof. For if we reep what we sow, my my will state loud, A Love pure and true Anny Ariz

True Freedom

All along while i drank on your wine, read every single one of your poems line by line, multiple times. All the time i resisted to see what was obviously.., to every single body around me.  I struggled and wrote, got wasted and drugged with other flesh to believe it, to leave it. Restless and torn, saying bye to a silver lining drawn. Mangled my frame, I love you too profoundly to place blame.  Odds fall on..  for you i would kill.  If life should ever call for it. But until then, reserved and contained i will remain. Never meant to leave space and time with your heart and mind by mine. Prior to these past weeks, i embraced you so tightly it squeaked.  Your lack of sleep, could rightfully be a result of my bedroom dreams. I graciously bow to your applause. Know that the acting was all along, the today that u see is me no longer living imaginary. No filter, simply felt it, had to let go and let be, no deeply seeded reasonable doubt or complicated solution.. I wasn't seen in the light of Eve. No wrapping nor bow, sprinkles or cream. Its a non-sexual love, its platonic in nature, it stood the test of time which is worth more down the line. 

This time around, turning dreams into fun. Living every day as it comes. Holding hugs longer per pound, tender surrenders, kisses in a fight. Chasing an overflow of a tolerant approach. Won't lie anymore. Give, grow, give, grow, over and over. Till every last drop of passion takes flight. Tell stories of a life that lived, leave the world a little better. I reap my own karma inside and out. Time to cross the line for justice and bout. An enchanting celestial creature, slick and smooth like the side of a nickel. Words endowed to me from people less fickle. Pairs of connections, a mind can misconstrued for lack of a different spout. Life has eaten my insides and outs. A twisted father, martyr mother, blessed with family in every color. Seeking a spiritual mission, guidance and patience. Putting all this pain to good use. Hope is dope, bc it ask for nothing in return. Come together on a scheme to save some green for the kids and trees. Concentrating on everything through me. A queen sacrifices her heart, in order to rule diplomatically.  The drum plays on, with no desire comes true freedom.

~ ANNY ARIZ