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11/15/2011 The following is a piece written from the notebook that served as the outline to my recent novella, Weaves of Inquiry .  Though it hasn't been professionally published, the file and physical rough draft still remain.  If you are interested, throw me an e-mail. My positive mental feedback dropped like the pit being extracted from a plum.  I confess, I was sad.  I sat sewing, observing the needles swift movements from one side to the next, from the rest of a sleeve that would eventually keep my cousin's arm warm.    Although I am black, my cousin is Jewish.  My mother was adopted at a very young age and married a fellow African.  Somehow she was lucky enough to get adopted into a Jewish family.  The stereotype dissolved and every African attribute seemed to vanish, as she was formed into her new family.  Then, I was born:  A free spirit, wild and adventurous, ready for action.  Well, that is an exaggeration. ...

It has gotten to the point that every day is kom say kom saw a celebration (more or less).  I attribute this to meditation and spirituality.  Petetra pas (maybe not)? Also I have been reading some really interesting things. Everything I hear comes from God and everything I read comes from God, which means that in this phase of 25 years (which I select as my learning phase), I will just keep my eyes and ears open. Today I went to the Lazy River in Lubbock Texas, a pretty much college student atmosphere where the libido is OUT OF THIS WORLD.  People are steaming out of the ears with libido. In other words: so many hot chicks.  I played basketball with one of them. I figure eventually I will settle down with a girl, maybe not the one of my dreams. I do wonder about that day, when it comes. I am glad I have reverted back to my old blog, the 'light' one is basically philosophical ramblings, and I'm sure I will return to that eventually. If you are a family...