BOOKS!

Here...

I have Atlas Obscura on order, should be delivered second week of Jan 2017. I am going to pick up Never Split the Difference, I heard it is outstanding. Cant wait to dive into this book :)

And add Empire of the Summer Moon into the list! 

Because reading is sexy!

I don't wanna make you nervous baby....

But this part of the world exists!

So Rick Ross in one of his albums records a story of two dope bitches learning tolerance in a world overrun by, according to them, basic bitches. They talk of differences separating dopeness from basicness. And speak of Fundi furs and Hermes Birkins! These are worldly possessions, or rather otherworldly; the most expensive material possessions unattainable to 99% of the people on earth:

Basic bitches make me nervous. Yes. They make me nervous. If you're a boss, this stack right here falls out of your pocket, you don't even got time to pick it up. You keep walking. You don't got time. You keep going. It's probably not worth your time. Your minutes cost more than the stack. Keep it moving. 

Keep it money baby!

People fucking throw rose petals at me when I walk by. They throw Belaire Rosé

Cause I'm a fucking boss!

Now have a listen to the anonymous dope bitches:

To myself. To you.

It is a scary thing. To be a woman, to be a mother, to be in this world.
It is a scary thing to change, to grow, to let go, to give up, to hang on.
I'm sorry I couldn't be a better lover. To myself, to you, to you because of me.

 I bought these plants, I water them everyday and I bought plant food for them. I think its a bunch of chemicals that you mix with water. Maybe I should have just gotten manure. Its healthy, organic.
I go cycling on the promenade, and think how awesome if we were doing this together. I take beautiful pictures of the sunset and wish I could share them with you. I decorated the new apartment beautifully and I sit on the mat and imagine us making love here.

I'm sorry I couldn't be a better lover, to myself, to you, to you because of me. I am softer than before you came. I know I was loved. So I am thankful.

What makes you so magical? #BlackGirlMagic#

So what makes you so magical black girl?

Well, first of all, look at this ebony skin. Come on, it doesn't get more magical than this?

Its my hair, like a plant, it grows to the sun!

I know how to please...

Black drinks the sun and draws all colors to it. Isnt that magical?

I'm getting my fourth degree OK, a second MSc degree,  despite the fact that I grew up in one of the worst slums in South Africa, went to a fucked up high school but still managed to pass my matric with Merit, raised by a mother who was sewing clothes and selling them on the streets to feed me, and a dad who couldn't be there for me. Because when I asked him why he disappeared, he told me of the ''hard knock life'' no opportunities and trying to survive, and still trying to survive. Should I tell you of how I bumped into him and he couldn't even recognize me? ''Baba, it me Zoe, ingane ka Bonisiwe'', I had to remind him. Wait, my own father didn't recognize me, how fucked up is that? Well, if you hadn't seen the man since you were young and only 2 or 3 times when you were a teenage years, and he promised to buy you a school bag but you never saw him again, of-course hes not going to recognize you. 

You see, stay is a very sensitive word, we wear who left and who stayed in our skin forever. Couldn't he have realized that?

See, I could be here all day and tell you my story, my parents story, my grandparents and  forefathers stories, what we have survived... for you to see why we are so magical...

FIRDAYS

I don't want to be in Obs

I don't want to be in Long street

I don't want to be in my room.

I want to get out of the office.....

LOST!!!!

Love me. I'm organic

If I were married to myself...could I stay with myself?

Hmmmm......
My house would be  quiet. frightening. wild. boring. fun. I would want to leave. I would want to stay. I would be scared. How confusing...
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Who am I?

I don't know who I am, because I was never encouraged, even expected to be different?  I am confused,  have no idea how to be myself. I grew up being told how to act by people who were told how to act themselves and they had never mastered it right anyway. How do you teach a child to be themselves when you cant even be yourself? Aren't we a reflection of our parents? So does this mean they made me like this? Fuck! I'm confused!!!I guess in a way yeah...but I guess you also get to a stage where you get to chose if you want to be that person or not! But who do I want to be? I want to be myself, and no idea who ''myself is''. So I re-invent myself....

I just want to be happy okay...really really freaking happy! But do we really become happy? Or do we just become OK?
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What is happiness to me?
It loving myself unconditionally, loving what I do and doing it best, its being alone and being totally content with myself. Its swimming in the sea naked, its travelling across Africa, the world and swimming in all the seas of the world. Its experiencing being outside your country for the very first time. Its dipping in the cold ocean and getting a shock of your life but feeling so alive afterwards. It meeting amazing people and sharing those feelings with the each other. It making love and experiencing multiple orgasms, for the first time, and again and realizing that someone can take you to another dimension, another universe and you can go multiple times till you are satisfied. Happiness is being loved back, having been loved, loving someone and having them love you with their all.

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What were the happiest times of my life?
When I was experiencing life on my own terms!

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Whats the biggest lesson on love and life I have learnt so far?   When you meet that person, one of your soulmates. let the connection, relationship, be what it is. It may be five minute, five hours,five days,five months, five years,a lifetime. Let it manifest itself the way it is meant to. It has an organic, natural destiny,that way if it stays or if it leaves, you will be softer, from having been loved this authentically. Let things happen naturally.

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One of the best feelings?

 Is learning something wonderful about yourself and wondering what else you have been hiding

An orgasm.... multiple orgasms

Being loved

Acceptance

Accepting your self

Falling in love, with yourself, with your life, every aspect of it

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Do I want to live in a movie? No, I want to live in  a book!

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Who are the coolest people?
I think people who change the way we look at the world are the coolest. They must have the hardest time in life. Because they are being themselves in a world that is constantly trying to change them. I think it takes a lot of energy, guts to be that person.

I'm gonna look for my glory yeah

I'll be back real soon.