Hi, all my beautiful readers. Remember the only thing that came separate us in this time of panic and destruction is hate. Love is what keeps everything together. Much love, Jacques
Who am I? Who are you? What are we? A short reflective story on finding oneself in a changing world. I share my background and cultural ancestry to conclude what it means to be human.
I saw the most beautiful woman in the market the other day. She absolutely captivated my my mind and heart with her gentle way of handling clients. Here's to the black beauty, I hope to see again.
Going to bars, I am a wallflower conjuring up descriptions for simple pleasures. I went to a professional pool game and came to a gain some insight about the lives of the high profile players.
My sight and perception of reality can sometimes be distorted, as can the ego. Misleading me in times of confusion. Perhaps the ego is the confusion? What do you make of it all?