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Sunday, June 26, 2011

At times, the Heart has to be Present.

And all other times supervising the mind because if it wasn't for this feeling, I wouldn't love this moment, but rather, hate that moment that wasn't as my mind would make my life then and then, with a rareness of now. I love and respect the existence of now so I value the presence of each as I know they contribute to then, while here now. Keep me hear, near, and here heart, as the days may not look as bright as my mind may be telling me they're not. If first thing in the morning I wake up and see hate in the mirror, I'll go back then to bring me back to now so I can walk with love. Memory, the curse the mind has been blessed with that sees now as an enemy of later without giving any psyche for the body to stick around for more. Further from the bed while my thoughts can't go any further from my head on what the future holds or how happy I was while in bed. A conflict of past tenses while the future creates tenses so now is more intense than what was on His original intend. Looking back biblically turned someone into salt, and in actuality makes someone's taste of this life more like salt with constant hope for sugar ahead. What could have been cannot do now and what was good back then is not this now so if you live either, I say you pretend. Unreal, removed from the thought of love that now holds in seconds that split hairs faster than your taste buds can be content. The sugar is sweet, the future is bleek but because when I jumped out of my bed this week, I said to my heart, "Bitch, this life is now so you better present."


Mitishamba
'gone green'

Three Men vs. Fifteen Hungry Lions - Human Planet, Grasslands, Preview -...



Better yet, Catch it on Mitishamba.com....haha!


Mitishamba.
'gone green'

The mother of 26 - I call her Umfu Umfu



Notice that the last thing she said was - pride. The lion a Roooooaaaaar!! Because even they give the woman at home the most respect because she does the real hunting. Youtube "three Kenyan Men!!" In the jungle, the LION is KING!!


Mitishamba.
'I know green'

Saturday, June 25, 2011

A Houseband


Ask me.

Ask me why I do what I do when I do what I do even when I don't have a clue what I'm doing. Falling for this and standing up for that all the while knowing full well I'm doing very little for just me. My words holding weight so I use them intentionally and my actions I try to make them good because hope is that my little permeates. I talk of black man as my history originates from that, but then again, even in evolution there is a state of blackness in all of our beings. My prayer is that the state of my stereotypes as is can remain as is but just broken and leaving all that judge anyone from the outside unfeeled. If that even was a word, but since you do feel what i'm saying, then it can be such, as you are aware of what the subject of all of my actions and words have dids, oops, deeds. This day I awake to know that God exists and even if He doesn't, His deeds are forever present, think gifts. This moment, that moment, when someone else is the better one that makes you feel like you are a better man, maybe that's why even God had to create Woman because all one doesn't quite fit. The difference in you is what I love so I divide myself up to be a part of you to make me sum me. My God I know loves all because throughout my imperfect life, He's worked out in many things. Time is shown in beauty, while adding some beast that balances too much of what could be too bright to some - also me. So look at my imperfections without rejecting me because you denying me yourself is us denying each other what makes us we. Like how light can't be without day, my skin can't be without black, which factually dictated my upbringing. We may think different because our outside separated, but that doesn't mean my heart misses every other beat. I can be brain dead but never heart dead so if you are just thinking through this reading and also HIS reading, I don't blame you for your unfeel. What's unreal may be your thoughts of me if I have done nothing that should make you see me any different than just a different being. And leave our differences to sum we, so we can enjoy this moment and leave God for the next moment that the difference of us two can lead to us being closer than just skin. Look at me in. First way to do that is, as I endlessly refer the Holy book where He also says - just talk to me, don't try to make me someone I'm not, and let our two be led by simply the fact that even evolution doesn't deny that the heart beats, so somehow from somewhere, and right now, you are just like me. And also as He so well put it, you are made of His image, its just that we falter too much in our talk and deed than He. That's why we nightly, in the blackness of we, ask Him to support our weak and guide our week, while kindly judging we. So if you have a basic agreement that we are of His image, you judging, isn't me and very far from Him so I'll just hope that the next time we meet, you'll at first just ask me before first assuming that my skin may make me of a lesser being mentally, actually, literally, or all of the above because in all of the above, life's definition is the present and of heart's beats. One of which resides inside you and me so don't take advantage of your position as you have always done to put others down because of assuming. That's how the bitch in you will always be revealing you as the one that likes to taste others without first knowing - think eve.ning. As in, your mind is black, stuck in darkness while those with pride are beaming. He's BLACK!! You think?!



Mitishamba
'gone really green'

Thursday, June 23, 2011

At times, the Heart has to be Present.

And all other times supervising the mind because if it wasn't for this feeling, I wouldn't love this moment, but rather, hate that moment that wasn't as my mind would make my life then and then, with a rareness of now. I love and respect the existence of now so I value the presence of each as I know they contribute to then, while here now. Keep me hear, near, and here heart, as the days may not look as bright as my mind may be telling me they're not. If first thing in the morning I wake up and see hate in the mirror, I'll go back then to bring me back to now so I can walk with love. Memory, the curse the mind has been blessed with that sees now as an enemy of later without giving any psyche for the body to stick around for more. Further from the bed while my thoughts can't go any further from my head on what the future holds or how happy I was while in bed. A conflict of past tenses while the future creates tenses so now is more intense than what was on His original intend. Looking back biblically turned someone into salt, and in actuality makes someone's taste of this life more like salt with constant hope for sugar ahead. What could have been cannot do now and what was good back then is not this now so if you live either, I say you pretend. Unreal, removed from the thought of love that now holds in seconds that split hairs faster than your taste buds can be content. The sugar is sweet, the future is bleek but because when I jumped out of my bed this week, I said to my heart, "Bitch, this life is now so you better present."


Mitishamba
'gone green'

A real Prophet Talks - Bob Marley Interview



"You say dabbling in politics, I don't know what that is. You say stand up and talk for my rights, I know what that is. Seen. And I don't care who the guy is. Because my right is my right. Like, my life. You know. All I have is my life. That means if I can't say I don't want that and I don't want this. When me check it out, THE BIGGEST MAN WAS A BABY ONE TIME. So I don't know weh em get all these big ideas want to be rulers over people. Seen. And help enforce devil-ism. You caan dig it. You caan take it. Pon rebel man. We are revolutionaries. Yah know. Yeh me see miself as revolutionary. Who don't have no help and nah take no bribe from no one and fight it single-handed , with music. Rasta is the Future. Seen. Rasta is the Future. " A real man a talk.

Ayo Marley, I got you. This fight is to be won mentally and actually so I'm in it to win it. Rasta a.Live.



Mitishamba
'gone green

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Back to her Mitishamba. Rihanna - Man Down


It's obvious that the shit she went through made her go back to her roots and what can I say, she's becoming an umfu umfu with all this beauty in her music and tough mind attitude. I love this song coz it shows a strong woman who now knows no shit from man. If you don't mind taking shit from man, then don't mind him shittin on you. She got tired of the smell n heck, she even tasted shit. Anyway, this man needed a put down and Rihanna, great chune gal.


Mitishamba
'gone green'

Who's they?!

They is the negativity in thought, of doubt that they inflict on you when you allow them. They is losing your virginity because your thoughts wanted love which your heart didn't allow then. They is letting go of yourself further than you can recognize yourself. They stick with you before you become and until you go but they don't do well to you now. They is not enough because I don't consider me before them so they are doing to me what I don't like to my heart. En masse it's oppression, in individual its hate, and in internal its conflict, but heart is engulfing all that with pride from the start. They is seeing down when me is seeing up. They thought I can't but that was a thought that I allowed so I sought advice while they were not keeping up. Jumping ahead of them and they hate me because I ignored their doubts. Proud to be me as they now fall in love with my being because they lack positive, so naturally I attract them to my works. Nature's art is all around them but they don't feel it because its their nature to have second thoughts. I believe to condense my thoughts so they don't come up before I can act. In the back of my head they reside and with me looking ahead, they don't hold me down because this life is it.self pact.



Mitishamba
'gone green'

Monday, June 20, 2011

Assumption = Stereotype = Judgement = Hate

The laws of the physical science had lied to my internal science when they said that every action has an equal and opposite reaction. While I sat there contemplating the hate that I was receiving from you for showing my heart, I understood, and immediately got up from under where I stood to oppose your erection. See, coming from where I'm going is not for you to suppose because it has nothing to do with the thoughts you have of me that I see you projecting. Respect this, art, because its talent that you may lack so your payment by judgment fcuks up our interaction from the start. Protecting your feeble heart through the hate you give me with the eye when my smile shines past your frown, so your words I reject. I feel, for every action, I think, for every reaction, but the weakness you show in your actions portrays you thought, maybe twice, before acting - still I respect. So stop reacting!! And acting like my being is of lesser than yours because if we came here bare, I'm walking away dangling with roots that will leave your heart scarring. I go deeper! See! Since nature made me tough and a bit rough, let me ease my strokes so my mental penetrations can stop hurting. Every corner I've hit with my ways as you are left stagnant so she strays. Your mind, wandering where this conversation went but I stay the same, me, being, in deed, deep, and the more you stereotype me and my ways is I saying like Wiz Khalifa, "'gon hate"!



Mitishamba
'gone green'

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Jon "My Nigga" Stewart slays Fox News



"Dit it on 'em. Maaaaan he just did it on 'em. "


Mitishamba
'gone green'

Louis C.K. on Father's Day



Hey, Mom's assistant "Be a Man, Make your own list....'raise your kids'....it won't take away your manhood. In fact, it'll give it to you." Classic Louis C.K. he knows real and funny.



Mitishamba
'gone green'

"oh My Father!" - Yeah, you hit her Nerve.

The idea of fatherhood is scary to some, longed for by others, and unwanted by most. Reality being the end of independence, many crave freedom without the responsibility of playing host. Praying for perpetual now knowing full well that She's on the clock and time being her essence, now isn't to be wasted by what in the beginning was just poke. Now that your joke entered in her, reality is crying instead of you laughing, I commend only the ones that loved it from the word "go". You heard "oh My God!", your ego went "yeah I'm good" and like God you loved what you had created with just a stroke. You didn't run when the swelling began and gave love even when your swelling was none but still showed pride in what you've brought. The weak fantasize, the strong realize that what those two fat feet are carrying are two of your's so you dwell in her presence for more support. Her craving is your waking until she delivers what you know to be your pride, but can't openly purport. She nags for more of you and you just brag that she's more of you because you know her worth is true even before she deports. Her contents internal are only visible to the strong who know that whatever beauty they saw on the outside may be temporarily out coz, that was just court. This now is life and the ring you may have decided to enter may not have belonged on the finger after all. The weak hide in the word marriage, the strong know that with life it.self pact means that it takes just the word neglect to ruin that whole act that you may have been deeply involved. The moral being living in all word as a strong man, real man, true man, coz if you not a deeds man?! She won't know you at all. Dead beat, your heart gone from underneath you, showing how shallow your works were when inside her being as you lack the wherewithal. I'm in all Umfu Umfus' say "oh My God" and I know "yeah I'm good" because I find ease in the creation that brings battlefield peace through crying that when it goes silent, you get withdrawals. The product being pride, with her worth being loved because I can now say openly that she carried the capital to my He all along.


Happy Father's Day to all strong man, real man, true man.


Mitishamba
'gone green'

It took her Woman to make Real Man.



For men than don't fall in love but rather, stand up in it.

Happy Fathers' Day - Can't wait for my tie.earn.


Mitishamba
'gone green'
Shout out to Joe Budden (no, not vice president) for dat stand up quote.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

The Three of You, Know me as One!

. videoI speak three different languages but in the presence of uncertainty, only one - prayer. A prayer in any one of the three languages that can all be understood by only one - My Maker. Who to me is the one that loves me more than me and beyond just my being until He, or maybe She comes - and I'm there. So my speech is in words that only I have an understanding of, that will most articulate my faith in only me that comes from only You since I began with a family affair. Near to You because we now have an intimate meet that only I can enjoy because you offer your love through peace and only me to care. Making our communication unique in the only language You understand, faith, which I believe You gave me to instill pride in me to do as You please while I'm still here. In this life I live interacting with your creation with the intention of being closer to your existence in me, to be a better man while You near. I talk to be heard and walk to be known so my works in this life look better than the me of now and don't hurt an ear. So the confidence in my walk comes from Our talk which, even though I was the only one speaking, You are right there. Amina.


Mitishamba
'gone green'

2pac - blasphemy - Happy Birthday Makaveli

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Just Made: Graduate Engineer - The Word is Civil

videoThe art of words is taking none with sense and making some. Like barren land, add developers and engineers you get a different sum. Some see the same as is; no change. Others consult on-sight; its the right brain. Falling flat like the land infront of them is in code, they get no meaning. Just following standards that were written before them, with no thought to reason. Using only logic as if the whole is not a sum of its parts so they don't imagine. The art in these words is not in each or a whole, simply subtle deep teachings that are never bold. Some get, others fold, but only few will keep reading. A signal that their mind has just left, no time fore right so I'm not felt, as in feeling. So they leave. Alive, I live with my left using my right to lead. Never mind my emotions, the belt tight on that sleeve. This is the part that some see, but may still miss the beautiful art that this sum is. Developed from nothing; these are left words combined with the right sense and building them is not common, just my mind, which I've left in the right place - God.


Mitishamba
'gone green'

Monday, June 13, 2011

I think prejudice, you prefer.


videoI'd rather be thoughtless about what your prejudices may be about black leather, or did you see fur?! I think far. Beyond your preference to see my thoughts corrupted by what your prejudices are. I think nah. I'm more like the one that you thought wasn't capable to show you his heart. I'm in that. Means I posses strengths that you lack without giving a lot of effort from the start. Gauging the moment that you don't see the connection of now with mine, it's called art. The logic lacking when you seek the emotion to get this comment from my mouth. Let me type it back. The lacking of emotion in the logical mouth that doesn't have a comment just now. So Shut the Fcuk up! A beast unleashed to put a comma to the period of redundant moments of now when life depends on my part. Which I play to the T where the I branches off and leaves everyone else flat. I lift the bar to set a new standard but leans right to make the seventh dwarf. Alpha and I bet numerical and these clean dirty clean dirty words to the princess you see their size?! I win that. Deep!



Mitishamba
'gone green'

The Three of You, Know me as One!

I speak three different languages but in the presence of uncertainty, only one - prayer. A prayer in any one of the three languages that can all be understood by only one - My Maker. Who to me is the one that loves me more than me and beyond just my being until He, or maybe She comes - and I'm there. So my speech is in words that only I have an understanding of, that will most articulate my faith in only me that comes from only You since I began with a family affair. Near to You because we now have an intimate meet that only I can enjoy because you offer your love through peace and only me to care. Making our communication unique in the only language You understand, faith, which I believe You gave me to instill pride in me to do as You please while I'm still here. In this life I live interacting with your creation with the intention of being closer to your existence in me, to be a better man while You near. I talk to be heard and walk to be known so my works in this life look better than the me of now and don't hurt an ear. So the confidence in my walk comes from Our talk which, even though I was the only one speaking, You are right there. Amina.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

"My Niggas!" - Mitishamba


videoI heard that Jessie Jackson n 'em was trying to bury the word Nigga. In my mind I'm like, "these two Niggas must be joking right, Nigga?!" My Nigga just laughed.


Bury the word Nigga?! Yeah right Nigga! Originated in the United States, Nigga! But never united in what it states, Nigga! Then how can a word be buried and rest in that peaceful place, Nigga?! With freedom to say it Nigga?! Can't stop me from thinking you walk talk an act like disease, Nigga! So you know what, Nigga?! Lets just vaccinate your mind until your fool of this, Nigga! Serene is when I'm around My Niggas who know me from this Nigga's heart, as in, my deeds Nigga!! While these Niggas are trying to bury them Niggas, My Niggas down there waiting to penetrate great minds, Nigga! Umfu Umfu, I find you and you are all mine, Nigga! Coz only you know how to take the whole of this Nigga's mind, Nigga! I'll just let these Niggas bury a word while I bury my Niggas with verbs, Nigga!! Action and I'm in charge Nigga, well aware that Niggas from Kenya don't sprint fast, Nigga. I'd rather next.tell Her to be My Nigga coz I know that next She'll let me all in that. NIGGAaaaaaaaahhh!!!! BEEEEAAAST!!!


Mitishamba
'gone green'

Thursday, June 9, 2011

My Book of Life - With Love, Afrika, From Kenya.

videoMy thoughts and actions are of intentions that go beyond you and I to a day that belongs to neither you nor I. Either your words is what I'll take and confirm with your actions or dismiss your actions if your words match neither. Only increase my passion if your presence moves me, calling me to action because my essence is what holds me - I'm being. And the more of me you see the less of others you feel only if you recognize that we are with each other to be less bothered. The more of us I enjoy, the more of you I feel as we She.are a moment simply because both of our hearts are pounding. Freeing the shackles that keep us apart from bonding, I meet you where you are to just remove your boundaries. Barriers in place to prevent my doing so I use my words for your heart buts it's your mind I have to go through it.


Mitishamba
'gone green'

Kenya, Umfu Umfu?!

Eye, I said I, She said Hi! I said I am!

Dasani, and only One will understand because only one will have to withstand the anger of an Afrikan, let alone a Kisii. Sanaa, as in art, is what it to took to make Her so the well in me never runs dry like the river Nile while I'm in, who?! aaah! My veins run with ease, while I stand like some trees, the forest means many get in only to get lost in these wood, ugh! Words, call it Night Speech is all I'm in need, in Her and I'm in deed, doing well?! Yes indeed! Booooy! None can be with this man I see here coz I'm just doing me, Knowledge that only She's got. Keeping me between where I'm not by the way that she moves with, Us. Heart, I know where She is, Love what I call this here, Look you may not believe or size Him, up - Member. So only she get it coz only She gets it but when We, fretting, I'm usually the one suffering. An offering made to her in the form of life I see, blessing as States she has to cross to get this - Message. The foundation of We, like I said, was fool of blunders, but I got my stride so I stopped to grind, let's just say it was some new nerves I was touching - Massage. In peace as we, oh! so Black as we lay - Naked. My thoughts exposed, Her brain revealed but just as confused is them in deed - Head.

Sleep - I'm Just Praying.

Ironically the best sleep I ever had was after the best sex I ever had that involved only blunders. First I couldn't connect Her dots - two, Then I couldn't bear Her thoughts - three, so I couldn't at first perform - bothered. But that's my mind that She - connected, so She put my peace - protected, waited till I could reveal my piece - She tasted. "My God," She said it, soon as I revealed myself to make it, you call it Blasphemy - I'm just praying, as in Rest.in.My.Creation.

Living Entirely - Wasn't Made Eternally

This life not being eternal, I'm the one that has decided to live it in its entire. Before I tire I search internal to get the strength for this day's trials. Would hate to end in the fire, for reasons unknown to only Him or Her so I'm trying, to treat this day like the love you put in its making. Trials?! I'm not scared because today it is not I I see but the better person within I, to carry us. In this moment of we, as you and I coexist with Her purpose to be, just the two of us. I'm in this for WE - Entirely!

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Your Hate Uplifts - My Nutrients

The negativity that your heart carries slows you down and in this life that's a marathon, I see being Kenyan as: advantage - me. Your work has been fast in the making but slow in digesting so I shit you out with a quickness just-so I don't hate you, for?! This! Down that way you go and this right here I stay because changing me is like saying you would rather have feces for dinner - What?! Piss! Your weakness is in your heart so I just walk away from you before you take any pride from me, ain't-no-bitch.in, me. A waste of my time would be, to engage my capabilities in this squeeze of time called life to take all the juice from your mouth, ain't no surviving here! I'd much rather have a moment akin, to knowing we are not both from here, so neither is your breath worth more than the one coming out of my mouth, coz there's no limit for it. I have a network that's well connected with a faith that's well protected and deeper it goes so you get lost with the longer I go staying in, and in this, I'm in. And deeper?! It is than those that came before, only all to be found to be the ones that were truly the fake in deed. Word, call it swag I say in Swahili, "Yeye ni Wangu kwa vile maisha ni mbele tu, hatuwezi rudi.ah!" Swag, call me Ish but I'd rather Miti, elevated in doing, out and done in think...King. I, do more today coz my knowledge is necessary to be a better person than I was just now, so from you I go thus today I'm live.in - Her! Emotion suppressed with life in duress I speak my heart and if you may just digest, that's just me saying I call.in - home. Where my heart stays and my love gays with the way the movements of the earth stayed for thousands of yeh..ass. Is was I call those that have gained from the feeling that the reason I exist is to be more of a reap.her! Caring for hearts as She did even as they cruci.fixed, the fear is gone from within, I.

'gone green'

videoIf money is the root of all evil, then I'm a saint. So the green paint in my hands is just a placebo of wrongdoing. Not used for the purpose its intended but used to create a purpose and I intend to stop pretending that I'm evil coz, shiiit, I pay rent. And with that payment comes another payment, followed by another payment that cleans my slate and every account that bears my name thus making my sainthood permanent. Not being possessed by the green has qualified me to be a devout member of the church of broke not-a-dollar-saints. This church has a lot of saints who believe that the same green devil can be their savior. So they embark in the behavior of saving up green and spending up green to paint a picture of them surrounded with green. But really what around them is nil, zilch, zero, or better yet, a placebo. Fools saying no to a house because they look and feel better in a gazebo. So when the wind of change comes they get blown every which way because the first thing they chased were roots of evil. I say no that green that breeds envy and yes to the roots of life, akin babies.


Mitishamba
'gone green'

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Wale- My Sweetie.



I think I saw some Umfu Umfus here. Count 'em with me.


Mitishamba
'gone green'

Monday, June 6, 2011

Black & Late.

A Logical Emotion

At the core of thought is emotion which is oftentimes subverted for logic. An illogical thought that in the fight between only two, we choose one - logic. I think hearty so my thoughts are full of logical emotion that makes sense to the mind of those with heart - pride. An emotion necessary to make anyone want to be a better being in this life, thus making the logical decision to be one - do. While I do feel the many that rely on existing standards to make decisions, I use my mind to confirm what my heart is thinking so I can live closer to the center of life's precision - good.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

"I'm on My Level!" - Call me Wiz, as in Ish or better, Miti

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Mitishamba
'gone green'

Dem Umfu Umfus - My future wives!

Eddie Murphy's stand-up 'Raw' revealed that even he longed for women from the East. He said he'd go back to the Afrikan bush and find himself a chick called 'Umfu Umfu' coz she wouldn't be like the ones he's used to that, as soon as the ring is on their finger, they nag you with "Eddie, what have you done for me lately?!" Imagine an American doing the Naija 'broda oo' accent and messing it up badly. The joke was hilarious but the truth in his words prevailed. I hope my future wives, Dem Umfu Umfus, will have the mind and heart to know that mine is to love and provide, thus anything more is earned - just as she'd be to care and support, as I would have to earn love and respect.


Abang Othow - Sudan, I'm coming!



Black woman, I love you! I adore the wide range of shades that you present me, but my preference is for one that can hide from me by just closing her eyes and mouth. Presenting me with the challenge of using my utmost to find you by feeling for you and feeling you inside out. Touch your insides coz you move my outsides as you glide past I and make me shout.


Aissa Maiga - Senegal been hiding?!


And I'll profess my love for you every time we meet, Umfu Umfu I find you close to my roots where I plant my seed. The growth I experience is like no other as your soils are fertile with nutrients that keep me sturdy in deed. My roots in these soils go deep thus my belief that me growing here is just a perfect fit.


Lerato Moloi - I's S.afrika, as in count me in!

The blends of all of your skins, like I said, makes me a truly blessed being but my power to choose has pulled me to these. Not blind to others just that I usually find ample juices and, sometimes or, great humility in the taste of darker berries.


Antoinette Ataro - Kenya y'all see what I see?!

Hatari! As in danger when you decide to trample on the heart of this delicate creation that can snap before you blink. Keep her on the update of what, when, where, how, and she'll know the why while all the while you'll have the freedom of peace of mind, as in think!

Hawa Diawara - Mali, swahili for wealth and of goodness, this is.

The thought of waking up to my world surrounded with such a wealth of goodness is one that any man wouldn't reject. Yet given the choice of acquiring such wealth, many abuse and use them as objects. Boasting on quantity and neglecting the quality of having, loving, and getting the entire subject.

I and I

The idiot in me removed by the genius in her that simplified the confused heart that as a man I carry. Straightforward in words, she speaks the mind, so all I have to do is give her a heart and life for we stops being a hurry. The stride of partners in this life that happens with each moment, and not day, or week or month or year, so as long as there's movement, no need to scurry. I love ya'll dem bush women and it's all of ya'll I'll marry.


Mitishamba
'gone green'



Friday, June 3, 2011

Respect My Individual


"Don't hate me! Remi!" Re.m.i...Respect My Individual is the only way me and you can get along coz I'm not about to let go of myself. I was created as is and even if you don't believe in Him, then wait until I evolve into a greater being. Your love didn't make me so why is it that you are destroying me with your hate?! I love life, and because of that I look to preserve my being. Don't ask me to evolve or change my being because if your belief is either, then neither are you capable as is. Break it down Ish. Since my birth is currently certain, and my life presently important, the future of you and I is the same; someone say unseen! So your vain judgement of me in the present cannot be true of me in the future so I'm presently working on only me. Better than none but the best of me, and if I'm doing good I know I'm being. Call me human or rather Mitishamba because as we stand here, only I can decide me. To me, only actions of good as naturally known are necessary for we to coexist as beings. Its here I think I can say I know why a caged bird sings. Our singing is from a distance hill telling us that our hearts truly belongs to the east. Where the sun rises and shines a light on the darkness of the west that named the sky the limit, while living the dream of using their sleeping quarters as they wish. Exploring others while forgetting within, where one finds that there is something capable of making you love thee and not just keep abusing. I was born as this and I'm only sure of an end that we all shall encounter with or without need. While I'm present here, "Remi!!" do me coz as long as I'm doing good, we're done, as in did.


Mitishamba
'gone green'

Pic courtesy of:
www.leonardoricardosanto.blogspot.com
If I ever were to call a man breathtaking, he would have to look like this.

When I Die, Bury Me Here


In a small part of the vast beauty that is Afrika, this is Kenya. Readily evident in this expansive mass of a continent that is the root of man is Natural Beauty in all endeavors. Who can deny the note-perfect sight that appears so raw and peaceful, that even the existence of development leaves it undisturbed?!

When I die, I wanna sleep somewhere undisturbed.







Onde?! Angola this is and one of the five Afrikans that speak the strange Spanish language called Portuguese. The others are Cape Verde, Guinea-Bissau, Mozambique, Equatorial Guinea, and Sao Tome & Principe. It may just be me, but I think these are the places to be to for those guys that are into light-skinned princesses. I mean, I ain't been but say Afrikan and princess and see if my heart doesn't palpitate in the process.

When I die, I want my heart to have beat to the rhythm of Afrikan sweetness(es).






I think Queen of Sheba ruled over this landscape. Ethiopia it is when its not being portrayed as a child wearing a mask of flies and a sad face. If my birth was to be from this, I would take the pride in what I'm seeing to make me remove the mask hiding my essence.

When I die, I want the earth to have been biblical in its essence.






Again the land of Sheba, the queen that encountered King Solomon's wisdom and came back satisfied. No one can blame her because being around such natural erections can offer many with nature's pacifier. The eyes rest on the rising and falling and contours that make a moment pass you by.

When I die, I want to be in the place where the moment is all that matters.







Mitishamba
'gone green'




Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Beautiful People

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I'm First Afrikan, thus Second None.

Specifically Kenyan, and in this life that's a marathon, I thank God for my being. Tested in the rigorous 8-4-4 British system of schooling that focused on theories, as in academics, I was fortunate to be exposed to the practicalities of capitalism, as in America. In both I found neither sustenance nor peace because none taught me to love life, only how to change it. Fortunately, I didn't stray far from my roots as they kept keeping me grounded, as in close to the origin - Mitishamba. I speak with pride because I know the words and emotions I carry cannot be handled by any European who's either American, or whoever decides to say that Afrika is not a great continent. I was born not far from the equator so excuse me if I talk as though I know the world at its center. The perspective I got from the Brits was to dislike individualism while the Americans hated society. The Afrikan in me always gravitated towards nature so I used the mind of the westerners to get in touch with the east.

I used to find it hard to be different in a society that wanted me to conform to its way of doing, while rewarding only the individual. As in, "if we put our heads together, I can prosper," and everyone else remains stagnant in life. Thus the Western mindset that's ironically medieval in it's thinking, as in survival is of the fittest - neglecting the least of these, "who create a drag on the progress necessary for me to be better than those that hate me for being the best". It's a mindset that leads to the hate of either yourself, neighbor, or system for the failure of either one. Competition always has a loser and rarely do I see someone with my looks winning.

"Don't hate the player, hate the game" because there's a game going on and a winner will emerge. Making everyday a challenge to outdo the next that life in itself becomes a challenge on bettering even the best of lives. I've learned to change the game so I can have no hate in me for neither it nor the player. If man can't define the origin of life, why is it that we choose to define the value of life? As in "I'm worth more than you because my being is more important or attractive in this world" mentality. It's a game I've refused to play because I know the worth of my life comes from within. By virtue of eyesight, my skin color placed me second class in this world but booooy, did they not look at the mind in my heart?!! I can only say that as an Afrikan, I'm never second - I come first in that!