From the time they rise in the morning to when they lie down for the night, a female (woman/girl) has to check and recheck that nothing is showing, smelling, or telling. It is hard out here for the female gender. And to add to this, she has to always be alert to the males’ presence and intentions. So why don’t I just run down the list to highlight just how tough it is.
When wearing a dress or skirt, must sit a certain way where men and boys are present
When wearing pants, must make sure there is no “camel toe” showing
She will usually wear black to avoid the above
Must do the “sniff test” before leaving home
No spitting blowing of the nose or other natural body functions in the presence of her boyfriend
To add to the item just above, absolutely no expelling of “wind” from the lower orifice
Must not admit to having no more than one or two past lovers—if that
Add to the above; a virgin is expected even at the age of fifty: slight exaggeration
Must pretend not to be too sexually experienced while at the same time acting as if she is
And last, but certainly not the least, must grin and bear it
I am a man and what I have said comes from observation. And I will admit that what I think I see may not be that way at all. So if I a wrong and the burden for women and girls is not what I have described, please correct me—where I am wrong— and feel free to add to the list. There has to be more. Your contribution will become part of the conversation. So let your voice be heard.
And how you think is how you will feel and how you feel is how you will act.
What I write is inspired by the Creator. It is a natural process, not forced or coerced. It is written as it flows into my mind, and my life experiences and observations of the wonders of nature are the foundation for my insight. I am on a mission to let how I think be a voice that has not been heard. What I write and say is what I believe.
My life has been a road well traveled. There have been freeways, side streets and dead ends. I have been cautioned, sped up and slowed down. I have changed lanes, merged with traffic and yielded to the right of way. I have been first at four way stops and the last to leave. I have driven through heavy rain, sunny days, and dark nights. It is after the darkest of them all, that I came to an intersection. I could pray on or move on. I now move with the traffic. I speed up when I can slow down when I should and pass when I must. Though, I am not in a hurry for life to me is not a race. We get to the end of the road soon enough. I made a decision to stay on the road of life. To take the off ramp is a thing I did not want to do.
I know there is more to say than what has been said. What I have to say is not academic; I simply look at life in a way you may never have. It is how I see the world.
I SEE YOU
A Road Well Traveled
THE BEAT GOES ON
Hoodoo is a form of predominantly African American traditional folk magic. Also known as conjure, it is a rich magical tradition that developed from the merging of a number of separate cultures and magical traditions. Hoodoo incorporates well established practices from African and Native American traditions, as well as some European magical practices and grimoires. It is often used to describe a magic spell or potion that also include conjuration, conjure, witchcraft, or rootwork.
The goal of hoodoo is to allow people access to supernatural forces to improve their daily lives by gaining power in many areas of life, including luck, money, love, divination, revenge, health, employment, and necromancy. As in many other folk religious, magical, and medical practices, extensive use is made of herbs, minerals, parts of animals' bodies, an individual's possessions, and bodily fluids, especially menstrual blood, urine and semen. HOODOO.
This is well put together and I was really edified reading this. God bless you
Thank you. I am satisfied knowing that you were moved by my work. And envision the time when the road leads back to you.