Blackbird Singing

Good day Blackbirds,




Sing a song of sixpence a pocket full of rye. Forty thousand blackbirds baked in a pie. When the pie was opened the birds begin to sing. Wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king? The king was in his court counting out his money. Someone (who, I have forgotten) was eating bread and honey. The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes. And out came a blackbird that pecked off whose nose?

YOUR NOSE?

Oops, There It Is.
Ye-e-eah

Causblinasian, Go Tiger!

Good Tiger Friends & Foes,





Where is the beef? Tiger you are so creative! I know many, especially Afro-Americans, are a mixture of various races. It is quite evident in our appearances, demeanor and method of doing things. True. Once again, where is the beef? As for me there is none. Just bechicfish, others may be bechicporfish, smile. Well, what have I just said? I will leave that for my readers to determine. When you do, I just wonder if you will understand my drift?



Nevertheless, we must remember the people of Africa and their history in the Western Hemisphere has a significant bearing on the formation of the Afro-American race. How? Western history has deemed it so that any person whose genealogy make-up includes someone from this region, then this person is included in The Afro-American race. Is this to say Tiger is confused? Only one can determine this for him or herself.



As for me, I see Tiger as innovative (bringing of something together).

Is Tiger confused? Only you can decide.

Go Tiger Go!

Miracles - A Brief Reality or Just a Fiction of One's Imagination

What are miracles? Are they the fiction of one's imagination? Or are they strong personal convictions? Or are they more than what we as humans have come to know? Whatever the case may be, the majority of the human population will agree with me that they do exist. Inexplicable, yes. That is what makes miracles, miracles. Without a doubt there are other elements involved for example, timing which is a very critical one. Usually, this aspect does not meet the recipient's expected timing. So, whose timing must the inexplicable be in sync with?

MINES, YOURS, HIS OR HERS
ONLY THE SHADOW KNOWS. . .

Whispering Words . . .

When you find yourself in times of trouble, who or what whisper to you? Are they words of wisdom, words generated by immediate reactionary feelings or

WHAT?

As for me, I have chosen the mild breeze.

WHISPERING WORDS OF WISDOM

LET IT BE. LET IT BE. LET IT BE.

Are you flying, soaring,swimming, hunting or roaring?

Do you BE - - -LIEVE you can only fly?
Do you BE- - - LIEVE you can only soar?
Do you BE- - - LIEVE you can only go through the open door

and RO-O -O -AR?

Or-or-or do you just believe you can do that and more ?
Swim, perhaps. Hunt, perhaps.


Challenge me if you so desire.

Nevertheless, I BELIEVE. I BELIEVE.