Thursday, June 20, 2013

Time (Chapter 6)

Hello America,

I am going to focus on basketball only today and politics....

I want to thank the Bruins and Blackhawks ensuring we got at least two more games of some good ass hockey.........

But right now, whether you believe it's a conspiracy.., whether you believe the Spurs blew it, or the Heat stole it.....

It's a game 7.

I was watching the game with someone and every Spurs loss that has been the case, it won't be tonight...

but let me just say this briefly as I won't be too long today....

I need the San Antonio Spurs to listen a little closer today....

On November 4, 2008, I was at 63rd and Crenshaw at a place called the Crenshaw Inn....

And President Obama had just won...  it was expected politically and logically, but I wasn't prepared for the crush of emotions that I felt.

I cried.. but it wasn't tears of joy that a black man had won or for a historic moment....

I wept because I then know my purpose in life, and how much I basically screwed up my life.....

God came to me in the midst of people shooting, people yelling as it was known that I was not a democrat, I was not an Obama supporter at all.....

God came to me as my husband at the time, tried to get me to come in and listen to his victory speech, which to this date I have not....

God came to me as I faced East and went outside and prayed...

And he talked to me.... And it doesn't matter what he said....

But as he walked away and this is a true story, anyone can reference this blog over 2500 posts, and see I've told this story before....

God said to me in a small still voice "You are going to be the next President, you've got work to do"

At the time, people thought of course, I was being a bitter black woman....

Couldn't stand to see a "brother" rise....

Over time, people saw it wasn't about Obama, it was about his principles, for one of the first things I did and proclaim was that no harm was to come to him.  Now, I understand the minister Farakhan, issued his threats and that's cute...

But for a Republican who believes that most of Congress should be tried and if convicted, the punishment should be a firing squad on the East Lawn at the literal crack of dawn, including in that list, Boehner, Lugar, McCain, and who knows people and organizations that were willing at the time to assassinate the President....

Saying in a small still voice....

"I'll die before I let you kill him..."

Let's just say it resonates a little differently than those who read final calls daily...  ;)

I digress

After God told me what he wanted, he didn't bother given me instructions on how to do it....

He just gave me this little axe, pointing at this huge redwood called Soros that had an Obama bark on it... and left...

So last night, Lucifer came to me and said "The media fawning over Lebron, no road team has ever won a Game 7, the Spurs never losing a finals... it's going to be so much (        )   on the floor from the fans and media ejaculating they may slip trying to bring out the trophy...  Nike already got him the shoes....   It's done is over,  Pop choked, Leonard came up short, Tony Tired, it's a done deal....."

I asked the devil to sit across for me...  Just like God he has seen me mature over the years...


And in a small still voice., after holding the devil's hand and forcing him to look me dead in the eye...

"Allen West is going to challenge Rubio in the primary..."

And the Devil retorts what the hell does that have to do with basketball.....

"On election night 11/4/2008, after I spoke with God, you came to me and asked, How do you expect to knock down a marketing empire mountain in Soros with Obama has the symbol with a little ass ax God gave you?  Girl thats a redwood up in Northern California.........."

The Devil looks in my eyes because whether people know it or not, he is just as much as a part of God as Jesus is...

"it's 5 years later, I just announced on my little twitter account with 12k folks that I am writing a platform, a day later Hillary 2016 has started and the GOP has basically kicked Rubio to the curb opening a lane for me versus Rand Paul which I will win....   and I did it with this..."

And I put on the table, that same little cheap ass axe God gave me, I've had to replace the handle a couple of times, the blade as well......

I didn't pound the rock, San Antonio....  but I hope you get my point, I kept chopping, took a year or two before I could even see a dent in that redwood, took another year to seeing some progress, but 5 years later... that redwood just fell...

Because a little black girl from Dallas, Texas, who married the wrong dude, made all the wrong decisions in her life at some points, just forced the mighty DNC, George Soros, Warren buffet and a lot of geopolitical corporations and one of the arguably most powerful women in America, to blink and start campaigning now...

 with a little ass axe.

San Antonio, you don't have to worry about 5 years of chopping a redwood, but you do have to chop down 48 hours of drama, conjecture, doubt and fear....

and simply do one thing... play....

Ray Allen may have played a character Jesus in a movie, but he ain't parting no red seas....

Lebron James may have done the no headband thing so it can be marketed as I am sure he will find a way to dunk and grab personal parts for NBA marketing execs today...

Bosh may decide to actually play the position that his body is designed for...

Wade is going to keep on leading...

Mike Miller likes playing with his shoes off by the way because they always come off ;)

But you know... what... you got the same chance they do....

To Redeem, To Restore, To Finish, To Close.....

Neither Team Shook...

Although the NBA officials are permanently rendered from calling a fair game, and no Lebron I don't want to hear your mouth.. the fact that you are upset over a flop is called justice... learn today, so you will know tomorrow...

It was just a game of men trying to determine their fates...

So for the last song of the NBA season today, I looked that devil in the eye as I took my axe...

and thought of a woman of has done a lot to rebuild, rebrand, and despite her numerous odds, got to her Game 7, not worrying about who she was facing, and played her game....

And I simply said.

Why oooo
why ehhh...
Why oooo
why ehh....
Why oooo
Why ehhhh
Why yoooo
Why ehhhhh

[Verse Sylenna Johnson]
I've got this tool from above
 a little axe to chop big trees
Each one of you got that yearning
for that bonafide champ jersey
After tonight, baby it's over
What is your legacy going to read?
Can't hold back no longer
Dammit, tonight you gotta break free

Bridge [Musiq Soulchild]
Yeah, this drama, this hype is a lot going on
But that small still voice gotta be heard in your heart
cuz

Chorus:
If you want to feel the fire
Cuz you ready to earn some champ love
If you need to feel the fire
Then , don't come, don't play alone
It takes a team to get that wata
That quenches the thirst that says #1

If you want to feel the fire,

 feel this fire



Why oooo
why ehhh...
Why oooo
why ehh....
Why oooo
Why ehhhh
Why yoooo
Why ehhhhh

[Verse Musiq Soulchild]
You've been going crazy, burning through today
but don't let drama or stats affect the way you play
You can't let nothing but a still voice in heart
take away any of your flow
Right now, let your game take over,
and destiny don't let go

Bridge [Musiq Soulchild]
Yeah, this drama, this hype is a lot going on
But that small still voice gotta be heard in your heart
cuz

Chorus:
If you want to feel the fire
Cuz you ready to earn some champ love
If you need to feel the fire
Then , don't come, don't play alone
It takes a team to get that wata
That quenches the thirst that says #1

If you want to feel the fire,

 feel this fire



Why oooo
why ehhh...
Why oooo
why ehh....
Why oooo
Why ehhhh
Why yoooo
Why ehhhhh

Yeah it's work, All Champs pay
Don't let drama steal your day
It's your time to have your say
Don't let others change your way
It's time for big boy play

No it ain't the time to be
wasting on magic's sneak stat line
You need to understand it's time
And somebody going to make that ball shine

Time to find inside what's from up above

Chorus:
If you want to feel the fire
Cuz you ready to earn some champ love
If you need to feel the fire
Then , don't come, don't play alone
It takes a team to get that wata
That quenches the thirst that says #1

If you want to feel the fire,

 feel this fire


Why oooo
why ehhh...
Why oooo
why ehh....
Why oooo
Why ehhhh
Why yoooo
Why ehhhh

Feel the Fire (Sylenna's Plea)
Written by Tiffani E. Mims (ASCAP Licensed)

My point is this... It's not about who I want to win...  that doesn't matter.

My Dallas Mavericks beat the Heat, with no bum knee, no Lebron not getting calls, and Bosh confused between the roles of a center or PF, and a shooting guard....

We the first, I've already won, when no one gave us a chance and swept the Lakers as well....

My point is whatever records say, who ain't won what, don't matter....

You have a chance to play possibly with some of your brothers for the last time, and God has blessed you with this moment to enjoy your coach, your brothers, your team 

and that goes for both of the teams.

This is a chance to use your brothers, don't take shots bc only you can make it, EACH MAN whether his name is Neal, or Miller or Howard, or Diaw, wants that ring just as much as those who got some or those who don't...

Don't let moments take away a game...

It doesn't matter what Ray, Joe, Lebron, Tony, Timmy or Pop did the last game because you can't bring none of that shit to this game...

It means fighting Danny for the ball in the huddle and it means fighting Haslem for those rebounds and letting that huddle know, I'm here, I'm fighting just as hard.. We are brothers...

We are one...  

This is a team and we going to ride or die together tonight...

Because one day.... there is something that is going to rob everyone from Splitter to Ray to Eric to Pop and yes even Lebron...  Life in the form of time...

from doing things that corporations and men bet on to pay their own bills.....

And only 11 other men, going to know what tonight feels like,  whether they started, whether they call him a Jesus, whether call him a king, whether they call him boring, a choker or whatever it don't matter....

Feel the fire of the moment for yourself tonight, in particular the Spurs for with Nike printing shoes who buys NBA commercial time, which is unethical behavior and illegal in some respects....

everyone has wrote you off....

that don't mean you have to,

you take your axe, let the heat get their axe out...

And you enjoy a great game with your brothers....

Because for all these super teams, these super deals, sending KG and Doc here, Dwight going there....

It should be apparent at this point....

Nothing is promised but time is going to keep going and change ain't stopping for nobody...

Young people need rap and aggressive music to get ready for a big moment.

Grown people just relax and do what they do, they old enough shit ain't going to change today ;)

Thank you Slyeena for your voice...

Have a great game....   God Bless

 






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