WHY PIMPOLOGY

To Pimp: verb 
Use, Manipulate, Enslave, Take Advantage, Exploit, Pander

Pimps: noun

Systematic or Institutionalized Oppression

Imagine a beautiful mad-scientist, hell-bent on conquering the world but there's one hiccup, he has to get past God. So what would any cowardly villain do when attacking the head of the household is off limits; they go for the kids. After all, destroy the youth and there's no hope for the culture/civilization.

That's the way all pimps work. They poison the minds of the precious youth that parents have sacrificed for, robbing them of their hope for the future.

Mind you, real pimps are not the colorful clowns portrayed by the entertainment industry; They are the corrupt courts, indifferent educators, greed-driven leaders and criminal-masterminds who pass themselves off as politicians and business-people.

Pimps are anyone who would profit from the misery of another. Megalomaniacs and sociopaths who lack any forms of human empathy. Thus they are not only capable of atrocities to fellow human-kind, but feel justified in doing so.

This was the case with the first pimp, Satan, and remains so today as more and more people feel entitled to misuse and abuse others, whether for profit or licentious pursuits.

What better way to punish the creator than to degrade His Children?

The world is full of shrewd, crafty and ingenious people who wouldn't (Knowingly) profit from the degradation of another human being (or animals), but Satan has a way of making the profane seem normal while depicting honorable endeavors as odd and out of sorts with reality.

This Blog is entitled "Pimpology" to express my desire to share truths and wisdom as I seek enlightenment along my journey through life.

I have been Blessed to see and experience much and I know Jehovah as kept me for His good purpose. I am compelled to explore the hidden and share the light which has been so graciously shined upon the shadows of my life.

Pimplogy is not meant to shock or offend. It is merely a rallying cry to wake up and look around, for Satan is on the loose to kill, steal and destroy. Uncovering his tactics may help someone avoid his various pitfalls and traps, which he has laid throughout the world.

MADAM HERO

Say the word HERO and most brains form images of Caped Crusaders, Crime Fighters, Super-Powered Beings and Civil Servants. And though Teachers, Soldiers, Civil-Servants and countless others do save and changes lives, the World is filled with Unsung Heroes  & Heroines who pour out themselves to those around them, daily. 

Moms & Dads top the list as such and are seen as Heroes to the children that honor them, often later in life, after becoming Parents themselves and fully grasping the true depth of sacrifice their own parents made to ensure them the best quality of life possible.

Today I pay Tribute to My Aunt Ruth, who has been a Genuine Heroine to Generations: and though I’ve been Blessed by Many Beautiful Women in my Family & throughout Life, especially after My Mother passed on from this mortal realm, it was My Aunt Ruth that chatted with me daily, before she fell ill, Always offering encouragement, wisdom and insight.     

There’s not a female child born into Big Mama Ruth’s family (however extended or removed) that has not donned one of her Authentic Crochet Masterpieces: mittens, hats, scarves, ponchos, vests, afghans, skirts & skirt sets. She believes in dressing well & bade us all, likewise.

Aunt Ruth’s Community, Church and the Many Civic Organizations, to which she belonged (Lifetime-Easter Star) have been Blessed by her loving dedication to improvement, literacy and beautification. 

She never went anywhere without touching hearts and lifting lives. Aunt Ruth’s motto “ Do & Be Your Best,” has helped many to reach higher and achieve more. 

Born in Mississippi, she has traveled the entire globe many times. She’s volunteered to feed the hungry and clothed the less fortunate. GIVING is her mission. 

                            LOVING VIDEO

From all who have been touched and loved by You, Aunt Ruth…Thank You, Madam Hero. 

SEEING LIFE WITH NEW EYES

I’d been looking at my situation as one of dire straits because it was uncomfortable and amazingly challenging. There were times when I thought walking away from it all would afford me, at the very least, a bit of R&R. 

Truth be told…despite the dreadfulness of it all, I am simply not a quitter. I’m tenacious and once I sink my teeth into and idea I’m not easily dissuaded. I have to live with my choices and that gives me more courage; puts for bite into my fight. It’s not that I don’t know how to let go, I simply choose not to be intimidated into letting go. And when I do walk away, it’s because I have calculated the value of doing so. 

That said; Satan took it upon himself to challenge my stance on this issue and to present me with the most difficult question I’d ever had to ask myself…

“Should I continue to fight for my home?” 

Of course, Satan was there at every turn with opposing views and indecision. But it was I - Me, who had to make the choice and to  not allow emotion or interference sway my judgment. People and their opinions often came into play. But again, I was the one living this nightmare and I knew that it was not an accident that Jehovah, in all His infinite wisdom, had allowed me to come to this place in my life. So, being the adventurer that I am, I sought to find out what I was that I was positioned to learn and how it might help others facing a similar plight. 

It didn’t take long for me to realize that our darkest days are the ones that prepare use to rejoice in the brightest light - like the storms that cause us to appreciate the calm after it has pasted. 

I’m still in the midst of this storm. But I’m in a stronger boat now. A boat made of appreciation. From the portholes of this vessel I see my situation and life in general in a new light. One of brilliance and Glory, because I’m so grateful to be so Blessed. It’s not about what happens to me or even how I fare as a result of the outcome. It’s all about what I’ve been fortunate to learn and how my experience might inform and encourage someone else who has found themselves in a similar predicament. 

I believe that all will turn out rosy and rewarding. But right here - right now, all is well with my soul. I know unequivocally and unquestionably that this experience, like all others, is shaping me and my life to be more efficient, effective and infectious when I tell people about the Glory of Christ and what He has done in my life. 

I have human eyes to see and appreciate all the beauty that is everywhere around and about me on this lovely, green earth. But I also have spirit eyes to see that which is less visible, obscured by the clouds of trials and tribulations. It’s through these spirit eyes that I view my situations and place merit on all the lessons learned by going through them. The pain and heartaches are not in vain and I strive to share these lessons with any and all who would take something away with them and put it to good use. 

I’m sharing this with you because I know that you too may be going through a painful time that has caused you to question…

“What did I do to deserve this?”

“Where is God now?”

“Why me?”

Or any of the other gazillion retorts that we spout when we hurt.  

I am not here to make light of my situation, because it is a mess. I simply want to convey that there is nothing that I can not handle because I know that I not in this by myself and I and not doing all this for myself. There’s a bigger picture. I see it far more clearly now…with my new eyes…SMILE*

Hobbling Flow

Stepping to me is plain self defeat

My flow is the bomb - simple - complete

Words that converge upon the absurd

Sharp; they cut - like swords through meat

Wanna try me, call a doctor

Cause it truly is a pitty

Have you sucking this verbal cunt

Like it was a third titty

You begged me to do you

So now I stomped right through you

Ain’t no shame in my game

And I wont complain

When I spit this crazy shit

That be fuck’n with your brain

So get up out my face

Cause you don’t fit in this space

This flow will leave you hobbled

Like a three-legged-race