#011March 20, 2019 Setting dates, goals, instant happen, ain’t happening. I’m finding it funny the attention that was paid to research in the NEVER FORGET MY CHILDHOOD and the writing that pertains to newbirth. Mercy of the caregiver and the environment you putting forth but allowing the exciting spirit of the newbirth maintains you like that first month of life absorbing the moments, with no limits and compartments. This time may be hard to know what a newborn wants and need, but like these early times, let it ride, in it to win it, all brand new and stimulating. So exciting like a new born, make you want to holler, crap, eat and go to sleep. We are so fragile , our little body working overtime growing and changing if just fed the basics.Getting through six weeks and our body starts to stretch out and we start to gain some weight but still need that loving hand behind that wobbling head as the neck muscles aren’t quite strong enough yet as we are just get ready for new our new discovery, hands and feet. I’m looking at where I am in this is newbirth journey, still in the first moth of learning with my head wobbling trying to figure these thing out. Staying consistent and open to growing daily. How am i growing? Am I reaching out to help this wobbling head? Im writing daily not more than once a day right now, but a little something everyday. Looking at different forms of self publishing and as I learn more expanding this blog. I don’t want my little wobbly head to get over loaded, take it slow, take time to reintroduce to your body and clean and worship the temple. Fix what you can with diet and exercise and look into anything else that may need taken care of. Get control of your body and it will take care of you as it has from the beginning. Taking little steps this early in newbirth, I will have some growth, just like a newborn by six weeks. 24/7 no time better to take full control of being present every moment. A “newbirth of real”, taking place in the growth of QUARTER CENTURY LIFE. No today! No yesterday or tomorrow, only NOW! Air flooding the lungs in and out feeding the cells with the sweet breath of oxygen that makes everything about us work. Nose and mouth working in conjunction to keep this body fed with the essentials our body needs Eyes that can focus for miles, in a pallet of colors are amazing to see focusing in and out at a instant, and then again maybe focusing on nothing. Two ears to hear sound in ranges that can be phenomenal and we in the human are fully trainable. What a human we are. The first chapter in QUARTER CENTURY LIFE is FIRST 24 MONTHS, and I tie it to a poem called THOUGHTPHBET! Even thought none of us remember those early days of birth, it doesn’t make that miracle any less exciting. Still with a little thought it could make your head spend at the brilliance of your basic creation. I’m exciting myself in this newbirth of the moment. Five senses and a creative open mind, feel the opportunity of anything is possible. Its a new day. What goes in the temple? How is the temple exercised, loved and taken care of daily? That question moves to the top of the list. This body, that takes care of you unconditionally deserves the same love, at your mercy. Who cares about what tomorrow will bring when you missing out on the great moments happening with you right now. Fingers gracefully dancing over the keyboard, bringing fourth thoughts that changes feeling and belief that lead up to I AM AMAZING, but even more graceful, for the evolution to moments. Thanks, I can sing “I got a brand new way of walking, I got a brand new way of talking” I got a whole new QUARTER CENTURY LIFE way of thinking “NEWBIRTH”. I’m going to post this for now, feeling so much better, nutil next post HELP1HELP1

#010March 19,2019 Today I spent time with a family of 15 children. This family had strong genes. There were at least 5 generations present and their features still remain noticeable through every generation no matter the mix. A proud family that came from proud parents. 9 of the children were born in Arkansas and the other 6 children in California. They were responsible parents who tried to raise responsible children who one way or another all made there own mark. Like the folks who came before them had done, they were trying to pass on what they knew. Depending on who your parents are and where you are born, those two things becomes your starting line and the life race is on. Our parents and environment put all they know into us. Their genes, features, blood, sweet and tears, thoughts and mores, yet all that, is only the canvass of the human we become. Even though brothers and sisters may all come from the same canvass, what each gets from the environment makes every painting its own masterpiece. Find your masterpiece and make it your own and may your genes stay strong. A small post in this QUARTER CENTURY LIFE journey, it was a good day, until the next one HELP1HELP1

#009 March 18, 2019 Just like a new born you fall asleep, eat ,crap and cry, then it starts all over again. I was given a book that I hadn’t picked it up yet, but the title intrigued me. It was written by a man who passed away in 2011, about his experience in the early days of the Black Panther Party. “Those of Us with the experiences in the struggle have a historical responsibility to pass them on“…”Mistakes are the nursery of new ideas…share them too”…”if we hide and distort our errors, those coming after us will be condemned to repeat them”… “cannot afford the luxury of leaving it up to the historians to revel what we did”…”present conditions demand we tell our stories now” . What powerful information for a “newbirth” to wake up to. When every thing around you is new and you taking it in like a sponge, expanding with each drop of knowledge that day brings, it has to be exciting. In early childhood our little heads just wobble around without a loving, or just a caring hand to hold it steady. Although we are a sponge of growth, that gentle hand behind the neck, we have learned through “mistakes” will be needed for a while. Keeping a open mind, there are certain things we can control and certain thing we cant. Applying the “mistake” theory, which says, in coming through this life, if you doing something, you are going to make some mistakes. The only person who don’t make mistakes is the person doing nothing. In this newbirth of writing QUARTER CENTURY LIFE, I’m using all mistakes made to feed me in the “nursery of new ideas”. That first month of childhood gets us started into growth and this first month of newbirth is starting off in growth. I’m writing, blogging, setting up for publishing, asking for help, and not trying to walk before crawling. Although growth may appear slow, at times it seems like it happens in the blink of a eye. We prepare, but we never know what a day will bring. I’m trying to do something I always wanted to do, write. When GOD allowed the book, READLE THE READING BEETLE- JOURNEY TO LOVEREAD LAND, to come through me I was living a totally different life at the time. HUSTLE, BUSTLE NO spare TIME, don’t be resting on my DIME! It was about helping, changing, and making it. “25/8”, was the motto. Writing that again made me smile, I have really calmed down in “freelance”. When you don’t know , what you don’t know. you do whatever it is you have figured out, no matter how good or bad the situation, you adapt. We all have that light in us that gives of hope to be all we were purposed for. Purpose, find your light. Nobody is getting it all right. We following the folks before us and hoping from their mistakes, we learn in the ‘nursery of new ideas‘. Although I haven’t read the book it has excited neurons in my head. The quotes were from the jacket. His daughter wrote the introduction and promised him she would keep his original title. From the cover title, in these days and time, it had to be a struggle to maintain it, but like he said can’t, “continue to hide and distort our errors”. Before you can order QUARTER CENTURY LIFE, this may be a interesting book to pick up now of this mans’ journey. It excited me. Each story is seen from our own experiences, and no two people see it exactly the same. The dedication page starts with a quote from one of the greatest humans to ever live and a true fighter for humanity. “In my own country for nearly a century I have been nothing but a nigger.” -W.E.B Du Bois. Don Cox titled his book JUST ANOTHER NIGGER or Use What You Got To Get What You Need. My life in the Black Panther Party by Field Marshall Don Cox, Heyday Press. I can feel what he may of been going through from the title and jacket notes. I’m looking forward to reading and hopefully learning something new in my first month of caring and loving of my newbirth growth. I know as go through this process of writing, growing and publishing QUARTER CENTURY LIFE ,I’m going to make some mistakes, but don’t mind listening and asking for help for new ideas. Well, until my next post, HELP1HELP1

#008 March 17, 2019 Happy St. Patrick Day as I continue on this mission of getting this story out QUARTER CENTURY LIFE. Its quite a ride. I have used the gestation of human life as a reference to my first 9 months of freelancing life. Getting here and finding “newbirth” Hopefully is as energizing as a new sunrise and gives me the hope and energy like that the warm rays of the sun provides for us daily. Like all of us, in the beginning we all need help, but each day learning center for more. “Freelance Freelance thank GOD almighty, I’m so happy I got time to Freelance”. See nothing, hear nothing, know nothing and nothing was perfectly Ok with me. A break from what you have to do, must be done , depend on to get done. I had not stopped. I was just laying in wait. Now like a newborn early on I’m ready to take on any help as I move into this new life of writing and publishing, thankful and blessed to be alive. Learned enough to know what you don’t know and not afraid to ask for help. Any body knows that first month of existence you at the mercy of caregivers and our environment. and like a newborn i feel asleep. Until the next one HELP1HELP1

#006 March 13, 2019 It has been along day. Sometimes 24 hours can feel just like that, you rode through each hour. Each day brings us something new that we didn’t have the day before. Change happens even when you don’t see it, change is continuous. Nothing is happenstance, to be good at anything you have to put in the time. You get out what you put in. Attitude for Altitude. Asking for help? ha, now that is something. Its ok! You find yourself on that giving end, the go to, and there is no go to for you. You learn to ask for strength from within and throughout the cosmos of energy in everything and the energy flows to complete the cycle and clear thoughts come through and you rise with the strength of the known and unknown. Its real what you feel, its happening, stay focused. Energy flow of everything will be coming faster then you can type or write, but its all there. Get it down first and take the necessary steps to figure it out later. Each one for a reason and each reason for a change. Grow from within for the outside is changing like the wind blowing seeds across a still pond until they absorb the liquid of goodness and grow into a tree with branches spreading knowledge into the heavens. No two days are never alike, just similar in time. Long or short depends on how high the wave is you riding. Sun or rain, sleet or snow time passes at the same time everyday the rush or slowness of it is personal. A good day,A bad day a overwhelming day it yours and yours alone. Share if you like, be selfish if you like, but at the end of the day, just make it a day you liked. I had a long productive, encouraging, change full day. 763 months is a hand full, working it out, making the changes and riding the wave into tomorrow. If blessed with the grace to get there , let the games begin. QUARTER CENTURY LIFE one day at a time. Until the next post, use your energy to the utmost. thanks HELP1HELP1

row from within for the outside is changing like the wind blowing leaves across a srill pond until they absorb the liquid of goodness and grow into a tree with branches spreading knowledge into the heavens.. No two days are never alike just similar in time. long or short is how hihg was the wave you were riding. Sun or rain, time passes at the same time everyday the rush or slowness of it is personal. Agood day,A bad day a overwhelming day iit yours and yours alone. Share if you like, selfih if you like but at the end of the day just make it one you liked

#005 March 12, 2019, I’m laughing out loud. I been trying to write this blog for 3 days and I’m two months behind yesterdays post. Although my first post was in March, 1-4 was dated May.2019. That’s some forward thinking. I’m cool with that. I tell folks that I been freelancing life the last 9 months and that’s the time it takes for a human to be welcomed into the world. To be free to be able to lose track of time and days of the week, at no time taking any of this for granted and always with grace, accepting the blessing that I have and thankful it has brought me to a “newbirth”. In nine months a human has went through gestation and now real life begins. I have been through research, at my own pace, rewrite after rewrite, hope, lost, desire, and doubt, sometimes together, all to come out with at the end of my freelance gestation to the writing of QUARTER CENTURY LIFE. The baby is being born. Unfortunately we don’t choose our DNA, whose ever we get that’s what we start with. No matter where when and whatever we had to experience in our childhood, some of it may manifest in us a lot longer than we think. It may have been good bad or ugly, its that childhood that got me to this point and you to where you are. It wasn’t the easiest or the hardiest but you have to use it all to build on a life, just like I didn’t want to NEVER FORGET MY CHILDHOOD, I want to be in that NEWBIRTH mode, like a newborn baby, where everything is exciting, every second of every day, as I go through this publishing process. Alright until the next post, HELP1HELP1!

.004 May 11, 2019..The most magnificent thing that happens to any one of us on this earth is being born. My mom bless her soul, a small, sweet, wise woman, who had a lot of sayings, with one of her favorites being, there are two times you don’t know, arrival time and departure time. Everything between those two times is your age life. No two of us are the same, our age is our similarities. After thousands of years of existence we now know that after approximately 278, days after gestation of a male sperm and female egg coming together before the maturation of a human embryo is completed and we are welcomed into the world…..well that it for tonight, I’m putting out pieces and clearing my head in these post, appear to becoming a little freer, so until the next post, HELP1HELP1!

003 May 11, 2019, its moving on. I taking the first step to getting this book from inside to out. It has been a joy for 9 months just like being born. I keep thinking it’s easy but finding out harder than i thought but full steam ahead