Crazy does Inhabit the Earth

The following is a compilation of exchanges and communications between two different women.
One, a crazy woman who went off the deep end for seemingly nothing..telling me --that i am really a white man" and me writing this to a good friend...and she sharing her use or value of my mindset to her life..

but I share this with the world because how crazy we would be, all of us in the world, if we were to allow other people's ignorance to define and explain us to ourselves.
 but at the same token, other people's words do give us some clues as to where we are, what we are about, and how we fit or don't fit. I am very grateful for where I am. Very elated learning about my writing through other people's eyes. me: mystical magical realism surrealist shapeshifter in the form of Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Sandra Cisneros and Jose Luis Borges and Dan Brown.

I am anything and everything; and destabilizing and traumatizing the small minded folks around me.

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Interesting, Enlightening and Amusing all at the same time/ I am my own Solar System

a crazy bitch of a woman posted this on her stream to me. out of now where, i guess cause I ignored her.

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Indijean Wilder I am licensed to teach in 3 countries, and each of them require continuing education. Is there a state that doesn't?
Education Nation
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Indijean Wilder
ewwww, gosh, this comment is in response to "Dan", who insinuated (based on my picture no doubt) that I was not up to par with general teaching standards and stated that he had attended the "best" university and grad school, again insinuati...ng that I did not.

What the hell is going on with the constant trend of white guys that jump in to criticize me with their negative, untrue and irrelevant bullshit? I'm aware of the intimidation factor, but I'd like to know how to stop them from starting with me.See More
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Maven Huggins girl. do what i did. no pic. and id as a male. my shit factor is way down. then there is just banal ignorance...can't get away from that...i knew this animal when i started, on a couple a levels
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Indijean Wilder To Dan: I'm going to sic my white male lawyer friends on you.
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Indijean Wilder No, Maven, I don't want to do that. I don't want to hide from them. I just wish I could hit them with a big stick.
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Maven Huggins well. there you go doing the same thing they do. insinuate and assume/ sigh
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Indijean Wilder How?
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Maven Huggins
hiding would be not to engage. i just chose not to advertise a face in a very sexist patriarchal biased context and country and surroundings, where I am. i chose to pronounce my ideas and commentary rather than looks. it was very calculated.... that and a hedge against identity theft.

hiding/no.
especially since most people who i engage with or even introduce, as i did with you, my full and real identity

how in heaven is that hiding

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Indijean Wilder You mean on any specific thread that's not the usual FB thread?
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Indijean Wilder Maven, I re-read the posts. No, I wasn't insinuating that you are/were hiding. No. I was speaking about myself, changing my pic to something else, so that people can't see me. For you, that would be cool. For me, that would be hiding. For my professional endeavors, I have to have a thick skin and the ability to maintain.
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Maven Huggins respect. cool
wish you strength for your journey and interactions
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Indijean Wilder
Your reaction to my comments was not that of another black woman or even a white woman. To be sure, I read many of your postings. I also read your Notes where you describe yourself as a black woman from Trinidad, that you have "red brown co...coa color, soft looking but hard nappy hair" WTF? We don't say that. At all. You are not the spiritualist you claim to be. But I am. You are a white man that doesn't really like any black people. Some people use an icon instead of a picture because they want to; people like you don't have an accurate picture. I have no idea what enjoyment you get out of being an imposter on FB and pretending that you are a black woman. You should try honing your bs skills a little better though: stop using 'big' words amongst your contrived bad grammar that you imagine makes you sound like a black woman.See More
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Maven Huggins
you must be a batty crazy

""red brown co...coa color, soft looking but hard nappy hair"

you never read that shit on my page creeper
...red and brown dont go together. then red brown and cocoa
my hair is not nappy. people think it nappy, it is soft.
stupid wretch

get a grip/ you read my notes and that is the corner of roach shit you come out with ???

you have no idea how stupid utterly stupid you read

all because i ignored your stupid ass

you are also very ignorant about anything outside the cubby hole you were born and grew up in.

"we dont say that"
who the hell is we, BAT?

LOL
i cant laugh enough
thanks for deleting yourself,. saves me the time taking out the trash


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Apollonia Mack:

Maven, i shall forever remain your friend...lollll...oh gosh, my sides hurt.
A girl called me with all the troubles in the world about a man that she has been complaining about for ten friggin years. I told her that I am not giving her any ears, thought or advice about that matter because she does not pay heed to anyone but him. Well the lady called me a 'man-hater'. So I used one of your phrases on the tramp...."Go out and re-enter and pray my name" and I hung the phone up. Then I had a good laugh and thanked the heavens for Maven.

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me:

LOL
that sounds too rich

am i crazy. or did that lady go off the deep end???
and twisting what she read on paper,. you know

it also makes me think several things">

if someone thinks me a white male and to be this petite chocolate black female walking around in a curly afro, then I am doing plenty RIght

then i think, my writing. and someone else alerted me to this just days ago. said my writing was like gabriel garcia marquez. (Kendall Kendrick So much like Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Keep writing , sister, keep writing!)  and i realize for her to go into my writing and come out talking and writing shit indicates that i am not literal, you ought not reference me unless you understand i am writing magical realism/surrealist ...and then i am often either on another sphere or coming out of a dream.

but i thought she is literally not metaphorically crazy
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Apollonia Mack

she is praising you...the dumb fool...and yes I saw the comment "Gabriel Garcia Marquez" and I googled...that person was right on the nail.
A young girl next door has you style of writing..she is 19..her birthday is tom'w and her friends lovingly call her the seer-woman and mad'oman.
keep on doing your do hon but keep the veil over...
hence the reason i cannot post your writings on my wall unless i used your name...intelligent persons know your style of wording.


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 me:

this woman's words keep occurring to me at different and growing deeper levels

she really really compliment me like you say you know...what just hit me is that she went off like that because I did not go off like most black women she knows do...you know the railing, the racism flag, the anger against the cracker...it is deep for real.

i did not act like a half cocked raging black woman angry against the world so i could not possibly be a black woman. wow.

too deep.
revelations on identity: markers and signifiers

Dada, dada and husband

keep having very palpable and real dreams of family and food. and each dream always has an ancestor. this morning when i awoke minutes before eight, for the first time, remembered, if ever, I was dreaming about Dada. he had a new baby grandson and everyone was calling the baby Dada. I left them in the living room putti...ng baby on Dada's chest and went to get my phone camera to take a picture and got embroiled in food instead, thinking it would be nice to return with food for me and Dada. I forgot the phone in the dream. in wake and remembrance though, i realized it was my current pink and iph; no mistaken that; the mix of bizarre pieces of a dream. what was also bizarre was my coming husband was someone else's husband in the dream; with that person's blessings. weird huh? hnnh.

but the significant part to the dream was Dada appearing and i never dreaming about him. but last night as i was praying the ancestors and giving thanks before i out the candle. I called Dada's name, I never call Dada's name. Only call the women's name. the women of power and ability in my family who came before me. Them and Pa Neezer was the only man who fit that bill of powers and abilities. But last night, I called Dada's name. Last night, close before sleep, even though it is quite this morning the dream..

ah boy
Family, Food and Ancestors (are the answers?)

 

 

family, food and ancestors - Google Search

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This Eddie Long Story is a Trove of Theory...Musing...Saturday September 25, 2010

http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=520315147&v=wall&story_fbid=120712401316061#!/notes/mamiwata-healerssociety/the-messiah-complex-brief-history-of-the-origins-of-black-preachers-in-america/10150265890780293

1. this story leads me to identify an issue of parents guiding, sending and enrolling their children into ways and means to be used by others

2., the predominance of single black mothers as parents in this story

3. the feminization of men and boys, coming from predominantly single black mother households

4. and above...the messiah complex/black preachers and

5. the church as a hotbed of sexuality

to me it is a peeling back and off the layers of lies and delusions we tell ourselves.

its deep../i am sorry i could not finesse this post...as i am rushing to get to a wake; and this is the second writing. and i am tired and having to rush that the info does not leave me again..

more later///just documenting the thought


this eddie long story, i just was thinking in the bath, would be a great opportunity to do some deep investigations, theorizing, excavating...but laugh at me...i am having a hard day...cant repeat of what exactly...

Favored Symphonies

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fil7raJb4mY

Cathedrals, Chandeliers, Wood, Men, Family => Home

so many thoughts, a friend request from an unknown, no content, no mutual friends and a pulling name, Marie Rose. I thank whomever is behind that seemingly fake profile for the beautiful picture of me--a Mother, a Maria, spirit woman healer, in blue, and with child.

second, Barack is talking and there is a news white o...ut. Nothing going on but the man.

third, i was so completely far away in a dream that the phone rang three times evidently, and i never heard it the first time. heard it the last time, while still in the dream, and only waking up at its persistent ring. i never have the ringer on. it gave me something to think about. i usually sleep light. but not when i travel

in that dream seems i was having family and very close friends (family) over and someone, a man said something...but for the life of me i cannot go back to see or remember who that man was and he mentioned something about the use of space or where things were, and i told him go ahead and realign me...and he moved my furniture. first of all i seemed to live in a massive beautiful wood structure of an open floor plan. in what would (wood) be cathedral ceilings, patterned as if there were waves,..when the dream was interrupted, i was sitting on the sofa admiring how beautiful the place was and thinking to myself, i will get a chandelier for there, the great room, and really clearly having a sense that i could not afford it right then...but it was right before putting away all these amazing foreign expensive white wines, from Germany, France. wines with unbelievable whole front labels--you know the labels of expensive as hell never open wines..in foreign language...and one was in a blue bottle, already opened, and another one i looked at...someone had unloaded them so i was deciding to leave them in the rack or what to put in the fridge.

and i remember my bed being moved from one place to what would seem to be the living room and there were a gathering of men, and i would swear my father seemed to be there in the midst of all, the one on the edge, but that is almost an impossibility, and it would seem that it was the women with me in the sideboard...but that is not clear..but my layout was odd..bedroom in great room, and sideboards and chaise lounge close together but no vision of the kitchen, and then we were in another side room that opened out via grand french doors (but you did not see what type of doors) and we were deciding where to put that other bed.) Like both beds were mine...like i sleep in both at the same time, mine

But when I woke up from the dream, I could not remember the start of the dream and I know there was a start. And i am also clear that i had a sense of completeness in that dream, a spiritual emotional life completeness that was striking...

So i wake up again, from another dream emphasizing 'family' to know my salvation and future, as was my origin, resides within, there, and with them

I feel sorry for those who wish to be in my life but cannot be; such was the person calling me. I am elsewhere

 

 

Sunday Reminders

‎"Hi Dahlin:



I'm happy to hear that you've been blessed to observe the madness "stir
...around" you and not to have it be your experience. Oh, Melise, God is
sooooo Good. Remember always that God is in Charge and All is Well.
Be Open, and expectant, and even as you're expecting those perfect
outcomes, continually give thanks for all the small and big blessings
you have right now. May I be so presumptuous as to list a few:

* We are thankful that you have choices about where to live, both continentally, locally, and geographically.

* We are thankful that you have a wonderful second mother who allows you to just be.

* We are of course thankful that you are healthy

* We are thankful that you can make a living for yourself, so you never have to be beholden to anyone --- because you are so damn educated and talented

* We are thankful that you know how to laugh and appreciate God's glory within and around you



Well, I've merely scratched the surface of your many NOW blessings. Enjoy all the others.

Have a great Sunday and a most productive and inspiring new week. Hey
Melise have you ever considered the university in TT or elsewhere in the
Caribbean? Just checking.

Okay, over and out.



Jackie"

Activist: Just a Model Citizen

 this comment was posted on fb. And I responded thus, by response one and two. thought it a good write up for blog, so here it is.

 

Jamela Khan I may be laughing but truth is I am weeping.....
where were all the activists in the last 7 years??? Look at the state we are in???

 Response One:

what do you call an activist?
i know two for sure. Wayne and Peter; Burton included/...anybody i saw getting hauled off for standing up for something; anybody peddling a certain view point in public full view (FB does not count)...Verna, Haz...el

people representing a voiceless segment of the population or representing a different idea than the status quo...in public platform...

who fits that description?

and why for just the seven years? was life wonderful before then?
were women not getting chopped like meat? Children not being preyed upon? an entrenchment of a twisted politic; did that not take hold before a seven years? was corruption, smartmen and the women who support them not the policy and practice before seven years?

PEA wrote a note "identify the corruption" or something like that...listing all the kakalang bachhanal...a list long so (make move to arm) lol

trying to understand that framework you offer in the post
cultures, religions, ideologies and society of materialism, status, money and position reigned/reigns...how do activist fit in that?

are you suggesting they, the activists would have been good at turning things around.

why is Verna so silent? where is she, by the way?
thanks for reminding me my to do list for today...

Response Two:

how! and shall said activists change the way every single citizen behaves, thinks and comports in this country? get educated, not in school or book, but in knowing how to live; that teaches people cleanliness, civility, kindness, care, for environment, for their homes, for the streets on which they live, to package and store their environments so their surroundings are not health hazards of scorn: that would teach said persons, all, how to parent, how to be an adult and not just grown children killing themselves and other innocents on the road, those who wish to no longer cleave to them in relationships, or more importantly, know the responsibility of being a citizen, its function and form in a nation. what it means democracy. and how to vote accordingly...

hm
seems I have just written myself from activist to citizen. citizen to person. and what kind, form and ;level of function

we need to start making the burden too much to bear and projecting other responsibilities to others. if we all do our individual part, we would never be here. Never.

but, plenty people say, folk just reach so give them a chance. i just find it peculiar, they reach, after 48 years, but no everything but sense and common sense.

give the activist time to know themselves...maybe the 1.8 million of them will emerge soon enough

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