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It’s like salt baybee!

It’s ok.. to choose yourself sometime-Arielle Estoria

 

 

Now when I heard about the movement MGTOW and wrote about it, well not quite wrote about it-I more like mentioned it without using it’s proper name because a) It was started by white men and I prefer to talk about things and people I know personally. Seeing as I am not a white man I didn’t think I had the authority to speak about the issues or movement directly. Secondly, I do not have a penis so what do I know about what it means to be a man in this world. From my limited perspective it seems that there are privileges that come with having a penis and privileges that come from being white. Regardless I honor all those who have the courage to speak about their pain.

Again I can only speak from my own experiences and from far as I can tell Penis Privileges exist in the community I’m from. Am I going to go down the list of experiences that I been a witness to, no. I’m not one to whine about inequalities in life, however I do talk shit occasionally. I don’t make up the rules and if I did I’m certain that I would have some favorites now could I see myself just going around fucking with people for fun and sport I don’t think so because I abhor bullies.

As I said before I indirectly wrote a piece about it or rather  about one of their complaints about women and it’s a complaint many men have not just white men but all men so after battling insomnia for several nights I ran across some YouTube channel talking about a significant amount of Black Women  adopting the MGTOW movement and I cringed and listened to the brothers’ sensitive and empathetic response to the frustrations that have led to the adoption of Black Women spring boarding their movement off of the MGTOW movement. Now hear me clearly, in life I believe you need to spend time by yourself especially after traumas and heartbreak. However, I do not encourage anyone going it alone for ever or taking a go for it with the mindset that the grass is greener on the other side. Because, truth be told we take ourselves to each stop and destination in life.

Listen I have been black female my entire life and I know all the ugly and beauty that comes from being  Black & Female in America. I got a list of injustices, heart ache and pain behind being black & female in America and since I know what it’s like to live without running water, electricity, indoor plumbing and a toilet with all the injustices black folks have endured and survived non-stop I am grateful and thankful to be an American. Since I know my heritage didn’t start with chattel slavery and since I comforted by the fact these Ratbastards do not make the Sun come up everyday I like to keep an optimistic view on life despite all the suffering life can bring on. And since I know life puts its foot up everybodies asses regardless to race, class or countrymen I also realize that some people get it worse than others as the universal Law of Relativity puts it.

With that being said, I had enough heart ache and heart break in my life to write enough songs to become a platinum country singer yet the only thing I regret is not having someone with some dawn sense to help me navigate life being a female. My grandmother died in my early 20’s and thank God she gave me a lot of wisdom and sage. She gave it to you straight lace no chase and although she left me with wisdom during my journey I caught amnesia because she was no longer here to help me navigate this life and sad to say there were not many in my mother’s generation I could turn to who had some sense to guide me along the way so I know that gap has caused so much damage causing many of us to lose our way and never make it back on the path.

Some shit is hard to recover from and some shit you never get over, with this in mind, the greatest lesson I’ve learned from my mother’s generation is not to become a Bitter Betty, not to allow life to take you down that you forget what joy looks like and feels like. That you let yourself go and only hold on to the memories of all the niggas who have dogged you including ya own daddy. You got to dig deep and remember the pretty girl who lives inside you who used to love to hula hoop and play double Dutch…… remember the songs and chants

Check out number 24

hell yea

I said um,

He fine

hell yea

And I know he look good

OR

Teda ball, teda ball

ooosha asha,

teda ball, teda ball

ooosha asha

My name is mika

Super cool

You mess with me

You a fool

I got this boy on my mind

Loving

Hugging

Kissing

All the time

Straight that he’s mine!!!

Oh how we forget  the power of a Stomp and Shake. We forget to Shake shit off, Shake shit out, and Shake folks…… why ya bullshitn….my own Yeye taught me my first stomp and shake chants as a little girl, Value and keep those things you learn in your living room that your mother and other women teach you that bring joy, flavor and taste to your life-it’s like salt baybee!