I started this blog to chronicle not only my life, but my personal feelings. Early posts indicate my affinity for the pursuance of a dream. No one ever really dies. She was/ is smart. The kinda smart that is able to change the world around her... And in the face I found so tender, I began my quest for Zelda. I got the idea that she, like many bloomers, wasn't always celebrated for her looks - ravishing dark skin and natural hair. Her look has grown on the world. And in step with the cosmopolitan, she was seen in gorgeous locks and later in a short curly do. Yes, her flavors always spoke to me. And I smile a little as I reminisce.
Life got tough and all I know is that she adapted. That same spirit of internal competition and intelligence garnered her much success at an early age and I have no proof - or doubt - that she is still at the leading edge of the curve. She was quiet (at times) and a visionary, I admired her stylistic details. That same drive may have contributed to the downfall of our encounter.
My readers, that encounter forever changed me and though I have moved on with my life, I allow my honest self to never forget the world series that wasn't.
Perhaps liking someone to her core scared her. My sister expressed similar sentiments over a guy she "could no longer pursue." And at the core of it was his ability to alter her consciousness. To get to her. And this frightened her to def. She described him as terrible...
Well, some five years later - I feel compelled to read from an archived chapter. For a day. I really don't know, but hear glimpses of the story in Janelle Monae's Archandroid. And there is danger in my eyes, for I have to go myself and find the other side of being 'Locked Inside." The greatest gift I've received is hearing my story unfold in music. I will continue to listen and accept the captivation before me as God's confirmation of LOVE.
So much going on with school and a new special genius has found her way to my rescue. And I pray for her. She is more deserving of happiness than many I've known. I do not pity her - I'm amazed! She is worthy of exploration - which I could see taking a lifetime...
Just in time to see a bulbous purple cloud in the distance from my balcony float amongst the whispy (possible cirrus) tide in the sky... and for a moment to look into my past and walk into my future.
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