Showing posts with label Romance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Romance. Show all posts

November 2, 2008

"Nasty" - Janet Jackson // Objectives

Ms. Jackson at her finest. Not only is the song an anthem for all the ladies who know what they want. . . the video is true poetry in motion.


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I'm not a prude,
I just want some respect
So close the door if you want me to respond
Cause privacy is my middle name
My last name is control
No, my first name ain't baby,
It's Janet... Ms. Jackson if you're nasty


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When writing a resume one must be specific in naming an objective. It is the first section in your resume (after your contact information) and gives employers an idea of whether or not the position you are applying for is right for you. An effective objective is clear and direct. This is what you expect to gain if hired. I have learned that putting

"To obtain full-time employment in the Criminal Justice field."


is not as effective as:

"To obtain a full-time case management position in a non-profit organization that provides services for low-income citizens."


Yes the first example may get you a job, but the second objective will get you a career. Trust, I have written and rewritten my resume many times. Objectives will change as your experience in the work field grows. With each new job you learn what you are capable of doing and what you refuse to do. Honestly, writing new resumes was always a positive way for me to build self-esteem and the perfect chance to manifest new responsibilites in my life.

In order to successfully manifest your dreams (if that is what you are inclined to do) you must be clear and specific in knowing what you want. So check your vocabulary because sometimes the Universe gets confused.

That being said, I have changed my vocabulary.

"A paycheck" becomes "a living."

"A job" becomes "a career."

"A perfect body" becomes "A healthy body."

"Friends" become "companions."

"A boy" becomes "a man."


Objectives 1 & 2 realized. Objectives 3, 4 & 5 in progress.

September 4, 2008

Impatience.

My horoscope says to me today, "Romance does very well for the paired Fish but may appear to go on hold for some reason for those in new or non existent status. Opportunity appears to be delayed until the cosmos can work out the next encounter. Smile and know that the Universe is working on it."

Today I want to say "Fuck the Universe" . . . but I won't because I trust.

This only makes my impatient-demanding-addictive personality more agitated. A Pisces can only have so much patience before she packs up and leaves. Keep in mind... water douses fire and fire boils water to steam.

Smile, eL. New York City is less than a week away.

Sidenote: I just got my ticket and I found out that we're getting $900 for 9 days. Smile, eL. Smile.

August 28, 2008

he (the music)

Again, this would be better heard out loud.
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he (the music)
<3el
He is the music
A song that I sang twenty years ago
When my mind was was undeveloped
And my world compressed into Barbie and Ken dolls,
Atari video games, and Cabbage patch kids.
I fashioned him, flesh and bone,
From the beat of my heart to the rhythm of my soul
He sang to me
He was a lyric, a note
A hook, chorus, verse
Reaching out through the needle of my father's old 45
Scratching the groove of wounded knees, broken skin,
And a young impressionable heart that had so much left to learn.
I cradled him against my stomach
Thrived from the heat of his song
And grew into my teenage years living in fantasies
In which he was the soundtrack and I was the player,
The medium through which he existed.
He is the music
A stunning acapella that I sang in my sleep
He flowed through me
Like steady water over the course of a million years
He carved into me
He held me
Through nights laying on my bedroom floor
Curled up in a twisted fetal position
Praying for release, praying for gain
Praying for something organic to alleviate the pain
And his tongue licked my wounds with words undeniable
Like a shaman he called forth spirits from the past with a sweet somber elegy,
Brought my lonely jagged soul to life with the power of a melody
He is the music
How quickly he changes form from a low soulful croon
Sang into the head of a microphone
To the pounding sound of a million Taiko drummers
Heart racin, sweat pourin so intense I can't ignore him
He is my blood
He is my Harmony
He is 16 straight bars of sexy baritone
Creating movement in the streets and a revolution lead by beats, rhymes, and life
He is my bullhorn.
Late at night he comes to me, a smooth operator, my midnight conductor
Causing the sun, stars, moon and sky to sway on his command
By the flick of his hand
He creates symphony
Pushing my thighs apart, he rapes the vocals from my throat
Urging me, begging me, demanding of me to release the falsetto
That I stifle, keep hidden, keep trapped in a cage
He rattles me.
He is the music
An absolution from the pulpit, a direct from God gospel
Tambourines banging on my palm
He saved me with his cadence of faith
And like any good martyr I allowed his requiem
To echo off of my existence so that he could be heard
By all those who knew me.

He is the music.

He is what moves me.
























August 27, 2008

*Gush*

Gentlemen, if you can keep up with me to this song... I'll give you ANYTHING you want.

Busters need not apply.

Prince ~ Kiss - Prince

Prince got the groooooove. =)

August 22, 2008

San Francisco Love


Stephanie Douglas & April Funiestas


Music: Vienna Tang - "City Hall"

Post dedicated to Trina E. and my other favorite lesbian couple Maggie & Eleanor. You too can have a lesbian wedding one day! The song is about the day that San Francisco Mayor Gavin Newsom ordered the city clerk to issue same-sex marriages back in 2004.