::Everybody-loves-my-Sonshine ::

5 months into Daddyhood....and loving my Sonshine! (Doesn't everybody loves it?) Life is an amazing phenomenon...you and I exist, by virtue of what? Of course, we're divided on this issue - divine will, human decision, force of nature, some combo - whatever philosophy and, ultimately, faith you espouse, somehow we know that we are.

I've seen how new life does something to people...it ultramagnetically draws people I didn't know existed from corners of the earth I didn't know existed, people who somehow ain't really interested in my existence either. They come and they gawk, marvel, embrace the newness of my son. He is quiet (in initial months), uninterested and got that look that exudes that uncomfortably piercing question: why did you really bring me here Dad? >> yet his radiance is so powerful. He speaks no words, neither possesses a reputation of greatness that speaks for him but still....he pulls, some kinda centripetal force. A force that politicians, entertainers, pastors and astronauts seek to master, hoping some day to regain it. This is a curious thing. 

I'm enjoying it. I'm grateful for his presence which seems like a great gift. He is ours, yet he isn't. He belongs to the furnace that forged him...the Great Furnace where forms, figures and spirits are hashed out. Where you and I are known and so we are. He belongs to his Creator and yet somehow to his co-creators. I espouse the Afrikan philosophy that says "I am because we are" or "I am because I belong". This great network called humanity that reaches far beyond the bounds of time, place and sky. We are connected, should you accept it or not. I hope that I can be a good connector....whatever piece I am, hoping I can live in fullness so that those for whom I'm vital can also live their fullness. Especially for him....

Tapfuma - Diamond Soul (Josh Gray)

Womanhood >> the Queens, daughters, sisters, mothers, lovers, fighters and nurturers >>> this is the celebration of those among us who are Diamond Soul-ed...

"...and then I knew as the leaves fell around me that life is transient...and those moments we call good are only so because God has made all things good."

Introducing the brand newest prince to enter Musewe lineage......the young Taurai Idan Musewe :))))))

This to me is a vision of reality, reminiscent of how we come >> forgotten origins. We are like flowers that are here now and gone tomorrow, the beginning and end, an opportune moment in the hands of the Divine One. My gift to him is existence. His to me is meaning.

*__<<** coFFee **>>__*

Deep, brown, brewed steeped/ sleep creeps evasively dancing on the fringes of light left luminously as fragments of imagination pass/ coffee you were last, a sole sojourner at midnight/ crushed, by a lust for a scent, imbibed not innocuously you pulled them in/ the fruit of your fracture became irresistible to him who dominated your art/ prostituted, pleathered, proliferated indulgently, manufactured for the sake of the few among the inebriated massive/ coffee is the color of your skin.....