Love is like cracked stained glass – beautifully broken

We were all handed different perspectives and by now we’ve learned what follows when we mix diverse emotions and human experience – endless contradiction, like joyous affliction. Lifelines dropping doses that look quite different. my momma truly loved; it felt good. yours left, causing an adverse effect – anguish and shame. your father couldn’t see passed his own, mine the same. years later, countless failed relationships but ironically our partners are to blame. if you’ve lived this life the way they say you should, you’ve realized these preceding words are truth; even if hearing them doesn’t set right with you. now that we know this, what are we to do…

For me, L♥ve has been an awkwardly beautiful contradiction – passionate yet painful, fulfilling yet dissatisfied, freely confined etc. etc. clearly confusing right? nonetheless this voice in my head (don’t judge) keeps telling me that love isn’t supposed to hurt. unfortunately, i only need one hand to count the people who have never hurt me. now before you begin to get all down and out about this writing, this is not a sad love story. i don’t warrant sympathy and if you’ve had similar experiences i’m sure you don’t need anyone feeling sorry for your ass either. i don’t know about you but my soul desires answers and i hope the powers that Be are listening.

What’s the difference between love and true love? is there a part of love that’s fake and therefore someone felt the need to coin “true love?” is there a difference between loving someone and being in love? if so, what the hell is it? how do we distinguish love from the “stuff” people hand us beautifully wrapped and when you open it, its bullshit? is there a class we can take to make psychic abilities manifest so we could foresee the bullshit so we could Neo dodge that shit? (i’d pay extra.) does anyone truly know how to love without concurrently inflicting pain or are we all so messed up, no one really knows what love truly is? and this may be off topic but while we’re at it, what are fake friends? that’s like an oxymoron right? how can a friend be fake? inquiring hearts want to know.

Looking forward to hearing from you my awesome little fockers,

Tiffany Michellé

 

#poetryshit

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Fuck that shit you spit about the stars in the skies above when we need to be talking about how these bitches I mean goddesses need love. Oh you mad though bro? Didn’t mommy and daddy give you what you need? Nah moms was gone and never even told you who pops was, did she? So now you wanna take that shit out on me. Ha! Isn’t it so ironic how fucked up folks shy away from therapy but are the most in need concurrently? I won’t exclude myself but you see that’s why I took up psychology. Relationships these days are the shit nah they are the shit nah I mean they are the shit! Literally! People walking around with multiple college degrees but inside they’re dying, handicapped by emotional dis-ease. The shit is mind boggling really. We live in a world tainted by unhealed souls begging for your heart as a hand out without the promise of reciprocation or self control. Fucking with these foolish mortals all you’ll get is absent intellect, a STD your fatherless seed can’t pronounce and no child support check. And that’s just from dealing with these males who mistakenly call themselves men. Let us not forget about the womb-man. Some of you broads are even worse. Less concerned with respecting your temple and more concerned with the next season’s designer purse. “Bag lady you gone hurt yo back dragging all them bags like that.”  Waiting for someone to come along to distract you from the introspection that needs to take place; too scared to stand alone in your own space. Why is it you think when you have someone you’re better but as soon as shit go south your self-security switches like the weather? Because you’re not! You live in an illusion girl! Basing your self-esteem off of a dream, a fantasy you were handed as a child. I’m referring to the lie they told you saying you’re incomplete. You were young and vulnerable so you made that a belief. Now you’re grown, so to speak. “I’ll be fine as soon as I can call him or her mine.” Are you deaf, dumb or are you blind? Can’t you see without self love you’re obsolete? Selling your soul for free in the between the sheets. The Isley Brothers were making love but baby you just getting fucked. Yeah that was harsh but you need to hear this shit, so imma give it to you raw and uncut. You’re not a victim, you’re a volunteer and you need to grow up. It makes no sense to be playing these games when all you’re doing is hurting yourself. As soon as they’re gone there you go feeling sorry for yourself. Why don’t you take a timeout and do what you need to do to eliminate self-doubt. Only then will you not have to fake like you’re the shit, you truly will be and you’ll have the internal work you accomplished to prove it, Just Like Me. 

~ Tiffany Michellé ✌

 

Beautiful Bullshit, Part 2

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Life is and will continue to be a trip. The key to life is not allowing the bullshit to keep you from recognizing the beauty, not allowing the beauty to blind you from seeing the bullshit, being cognizant that both concurrently exist and figuring out how you’re gonna deal with it. Sometimes you care, Sometimes you say #fuckit. That’s Life.

~ Tiffany Michellé

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Black Secret Technology: Beyonce’s Formation

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Beyonce and the secret society

Trayvon Martin’s (Sandra Bland’s) birthday, Mardi Gras, Black History Month, Black Panthers’ 50th/Super Bowl’s 50th. Beyonce’s release for her latest song and music video, Formation, was strategically dropped today. Already, bloggers and critics are analyzing the video, so here I am taking notes, comparing/contrasting the drum and bass in A Guy Called Gerald’s Black Secret Technology (1995) with the trap music in Formation. Basically, trap is rap plus dubstep and both of these genres can easily be mixed with drum and bass.

Formation reveals an evolving black techno-vernacular.

But despite its hybrid roots, techno is specifically an African American variation on the themes of inner-city collapse… – Ben Williams, Black Secret Technology

Formation honors the Black South, which has African roots.

Formation is a great way to educate folks about black history, especially the notion of a radical blackness that perseveres in spite…

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Fly with me…

Freedom isn’t just a word. Freedom is a way of life mentally, spiritually, emotionally, psychologically and sensually. One can be physically hampered and still be free, you see. Some claim to be free but lie concurrently. Hiding behind masks, living foolishly to those who can see, riddled with shame, existing in confined secrecy. I, myself have no understanding of such self sabotaging treachery. I would rather partake in lifelong debauchery and be judged than to act as if I am something I wasn’t made to be. Frivolous lips call it sin, while simply “Eye Am” being Me.

~ Tiffany Michellé 💋
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How Trusting My Intuition Changed My Dating Life

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People may judge me for this, but I love The Steve Harvey Show. My favorite segment on his show is Love Him or Leave Him. In this section of the show a woman usually expresses her relationship woes and asks should she “love her man or leave him”. It’s rare that Steve ever suggests that the women “love him.”  Steve gives great advice to the women who seek his wisdom but the interesting facet of this segment is the woman always knows whatever she is dealing with is out of line.

It made me wonder,  why do women seek validation to leave a situation that they already know isn’t working? Women consult everyone in the process of a break up; our friends,  family, even Steve Harvey. Why don’t we listen to our intuition? If we listened to our first minds, we would save ourselves from so much anguish and wasted time.

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The #Dating Series: Intentions

When you meet someone, if they’re truly interested in you, everything they do should match – how they pay attention to you, the questions they ask, the things they want to know about you. if they’re truly interested in you and who you are and what you can be for them and what they can be for you. not just what you like to eat or how are you are in bed but what makes you happy, what makes you smile, what makes you want to get up in the morning, what makes you sad, what makes you think. they should be interested in every single intricate detail of you and the being of who you are and everything they do should coincide with that. If everything doesn’t match, if everything they do, doesn’t match what they say then there’s an imbalance somewhere. at that point you need to make a decision as to if you want spend time in that person’s energy or not.

Until next time,
Tiffany Michellé ✌
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#oneLife2Live

I’ve lost both of my parents. I’m 37 and I live in an empty nest. Most nights I dine with my thoughts, cuddled up and comfy with solitude. Silence keeps me warm. Regret keeps me busy.

Some people don’t really understand the significance of time. More than money or any other materialistic thing, its what I wish I had more of.

We take advantage of the notion of tomorrow, not really accepting the fact that it might not show up. We spend so much of our moments chasing fantasies and worrying about the things we can’t control.

By focusing on who I’d disappoint, I sacrificed my own happiness, spending many years of my life living for other people. Who I was, was lost. My vision was unclear. I sit in silence thinking of how many opportunities I was gifted to experience life, wishing I could go back in time. To the moment when…

All she wanted to do was love me.

We learn our ABCs; we don’t learn how to be happy. Boy and Girls today’s lesson: How to people please. We are raised to be drones, programmed to live for our family, religion and society. We live in a space where people seldom ask, “Are you truly happy?”

My advice to you:

Don’t wait until it’s too late
Cherish those you love
Treasure those who love you
Live your life for you
Do what you love
Be who you want to be
NOW is all we have

Until we meet again,
Tiffany Michellé 💋

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Shall we be #free. Let’s.

Until next time,
Tiffany Michellé 💋

 

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Tiffany Michellé ✌