Think About It

You don't always have to be responsive to be receptive.
You don't always have to comment to show your eagerness.
Sometimes silence is the best answer.

truths

You can't believe in UP and not believe in DOWN

Who Am I?

I am a soul living in a body.
I am a thought manifested into a being.
A dancer constructed by the almighty in an abnormal demonstration.
I am an intellectual creature molding my own greatness out of what is meant for me to be.
I am words, I have power, I am a friend, a healer, and a problem solver.
Royalty depicted in its blossoming state, still flourishing each day.
I am a woman with melanin in her skin; demanding knowledge at no cost of liberation.
I am the truth against all opinions, fearless of all hidden agendas.
I am a determined innovator and a leader who is able to follow.
Stimulated by cOnCeNtRaTion which produces R E L A X A T I O N.
I am hope in its most perfect form, complete.
I am a pen who is mightier than a sword.
I am effective, I am change, I am consistency, and I am longevity.
A lieutenant collecting and cultivating weapons of mass destruction -- the mind--, breeding consciousness for warriors on an ignorant battlefield.
I am Beauty, and the Beast of her own CROWN, a Queen still searching for her throne.
I am magnificent, evolution always unfolding.
Desires and wants, dreams becoming tangible. 
I am Gold in its purest form, not made.
I am a bohemian by choice and not by nature.
A horoscope depicting the most accurate expression of myself.
I am free will, flowing like the many rivers to one sea.
I am music, I captivate and entice.
I am wonderful and I am delicate.
But most of all. . .

. . . I am NOT finished.

opposite

Up, down

Left, right

Big, small

Black, white

Good, Evil

True, and False

What would one be without the other?

Nothing. Because adversity is the motive of life 

In Search of Utopia

In search of Utopia
Eldarado, Arcadia, and Byzantium
Fictional places-- built in separate times in history, all described as the perfect society
Where one can immediately attain complete joy without perseverance
In search of Utopia you say?
Well what about where it all began?
In the Garden of Eden
The one place where complete control and relaxation was tangible
Snatched away, due to insubordination
Searching for this place called Utopia
Where one is promised happiness, peace and success.
Isn't it funny how people spend most of their lives searching for their goals rather than actually achieving them.
In search of this great place called Utopia
Like the vision of the tower of babble
Utopia isn't suppose to create confusion
But has to be translated to cater to a variety of crowds
First Osiris and Isis
Than Adam and Eve
Same people, different public
Utopia the place most are in search of
Does not physically exist
--An attitude, a mentality developed to inspire aspiration
Utopia should not be an aim but indeed a lifestyle
To thine own self be true for--
Expectation is the root of all heartache -Shakespeare

Be Cool

If you have a bike and it gets a flat tire you wouldn't buy a new bike, you'd just put more air into that tire. Some people make their lives more complicated than intended because they try to avoid the actual problem by starting over. Stop, assess the issue, and fix it.
-BrandonCamille

Love Yourself Campaign; A Better You

The love yourself  campaign embodies the concepts of wellness, and  the ideas of a greater self image. Such as:•the development of the psychological component of liveliness; to drive youth to enhance their horizons and to attain a higher education.•communication skills to mature their thought patterns and be able to articulate to any group of people, also by acquiring intelligence on how to support their beliefs without being belligerent and argumentative.• physical maintenance, which pertains to the many spectrums of a dress code and what is and isn't suitable in  peculiar settings. Also the different expressions of clothing."Love Yourself" contributes to a plethora of lifestyle lessons and empowers youth to gain control of their futures by exploring different aspects of humanity. 

This movement promotes and supports self-awareness.
The first meeting will be Friday February 28, 2014 in Pfeiffer Hall at Clark Atlanta University.
If you would like to be apart of this prolific movement please comment your email addressees below so that I can contact you.
Thank you.
Signing off 
-BandonCamille

Its Only Hair; It'll Grow Back

Hey you guys, everyone who is a follower of my blog knows that I love to write -- especially poetry--.But as I was about to write today I thought I'd express another area of interest and blog about my natural HAIR!!!
July 17,2013 I made the conscious decision to never ever ever ever, relax my hair again, and so I commenced to get protective-hair styles and on October 31st I did the BBBIIIGGG CHOP!!! With not a lot of "hangage"  I knew I would always find a way to style my hair or do something to make me feel just as beautiful as I did with my weave. I went and got my eyebrows done and then I started my official TWA --Teeny Weeny Afro-- journey. I've almost been completely natural for about 4 months and here's my progress.

October 

November

December

January

February

Although I have only cut my hair four months ago I must admit that I do my hair EXTREMELY often, whether it be twist outs or a full blown weave, they have tremendously contributed to my hair growth. 

Over the months I have USED A LOT of different products in my hair and yes you may call me a "product junky". But, my THREE most favorite products are Dr. Miracles conditioning shampoo, VO5 conditioner and Shea Moisture's curl enhancing smoothie. I use these products no matter what, I just love, love, love these and they are always my go to products. And apparently they truly work.

 

For more details on my transitioning process and how I style my natural hair, also the other products that I have please, please, please comment below.

Love Ya.

-Signing off BrandonCamille

My Sentiments Exactly

So do you guys remember when I said that I was stuck between HIS rock, and HIS hard place?
Well I've finally backed myself into a corner where ONLY the magnificent presence of ONE could reach down to pull me up and claim me as his own.
But the more he reaches, the more I feel the walls of my capacity to accept that I deserve to be happy getting tighter and tighter, and the anxiety of the possibility of him being satisfied with me scares the living hell out of me.
But you see the thing is he and I are two worlds a part. I'm Africa and he's Europe, two things that should have never met but with the correct manipulation and persistence we've industrialized our concepts of love and it works.  I'm proud of him and the path he is choosing to take, but, his dreams are nothing that I would ever wish on any ones counterpart.
What about us? what about our future?
If we become a union where would that leave me?
I'd hate to be selfish but I need to believe that the same joy that we provide to each others being is something that I can aspire to.
They say  "no one knows the future", he says "so lets enjoy each other as much as we can now", and she said "because it isn't to good to be true."
But the doubts of inconsistency and loneliness are clouding my mind before we even get the opportunity to feel that space with good memories.
Girl you're such a HOPELESS ROMANTIC! but aren't my present day afflictions the manifestations of the seeds planted by the ones before me?
Now back to him, he makes "me feel like I'm the only girl in the world, like I'm the only one that he'll ever love" -Rihanna
And though I'm not a plagiarist, why do I feel like I keep writing the same story over and over on a different color paper.
I'm ready to be ready to consider us working, but then, when everything is going well and I reach my peek, he DOESN'T text back.

Follicle Frenzy

The struggle between natural hair versus relaxed hair is that most young girls do not realize that there shouldn’t be a struggle. These two textures of hair should solely be dedicated on preference; because social media demonstrates a constant battle between straight and kinky hair, girls do things to their hair not because they want to but because of the trend they want to uphold. You should always  use your “crown of glory” as an outlet and a way to express how you are feeling. The way you love yourself is by doing things that help you to feel comfortable in your own skin, maybe some days you may want to have long and luxurious straight hair and others you would love to have hot and shiny curls, but remember it is all a choice and with all of the different hair products available, these options are achievable with the right applications.  Hair texture doesn’t determine any type of educational status neither does it explain social awareness. For example Oprah Winfrey isn’t more self-righteous than India Arie because her hair is straight neither is India Arie considered more Pro-Black than Oprah Winfrey. This is because these two women realize that life is about more than the way they choose to wear their hair but the differences they are making in others’ lives. Learning how to love yourself is more than just being able to afford hairstyles but owning the room and demanding people’s attention when walking into said room. It is also being proud of your choices because you know that it was something that you wanted to do. Your hair does not determine who you are you do, so never let it consume you but let your work and your goals do all of the talking. And whatever you decide to do always keep in mind it’s your choice and it is because you love yourself.

Words to the WISE

I love to write but at times I feel I have nothing to write about, at least nothing I think people would be interested in.
I want to be admired like those before me. William Shakespeare, Homer, and John Milton.
How they took their surroundings and molded it into somethings greater, that only their words could explain.
Comparing things that had never even met, Shakespeare did.
Creating one of the biggest epics about love, Homer did.
And taking what was thought as a master piece and manipulating his crowd to doubt the original, Milton did.
I just want to be a great writer, but, I don't know what to write about.
Is it how my love surpasses any monetary possession that I have?
I write, I pray- I write, I read the word of God.
Its almost like my desire to write is equivalent to my admiration and dedication to the relationship I have with Jesus.
In the bible he says "take up your bed and walk" to the man whom was afflicted, however, to me, he's saying pick up your pen and write.
But I do not know where to began.
I've created the significance of writing a poem in my head but I just can't seem to write one worth writing.
Writing is a simile for me, it's AS hard AS writing this poem.
What do you write when your mind has so many ideas and genres?
Non-Fiction is boring so lets make a story about a girl who loves writing so much that she'd give anything to just know how to start writing.
Or someone who doubts their ability to create a literary composition because they are afraid that it wouldn't be what they've initially imagined it to be.
Writings should mirror ones soul and not only capture the writer but everyone who reads it.
I want to write so well that the readers see how much I love to write.
I want to write so vividly that the readers comprehends my sentiments exactly --without the use of rhyming words--.
Writing isn't just a hobby for ME
But, it's who I aspire to BE.
But how can I be a writer if I can't write?

I am HER

I'm such a hopeless romantic.
It's easier for me to internalize than it is to verbalize.
I can't express my feelings but I know exactly how I feel.
I'm torn between my desire of being wanted and my comfort in being alone.
Although I have the space to be with THEM,
I think its just hard for me to choose.
I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place,
His rock and His hard place.
I'd love to be loved, but ONLY when I want to.
WHEN DO I WANT TO?
I'd rather write this down
Because to say it is much to much.
And I don't want to hurt your feelings or see the expression on your face.
So this time I'll just write it, drop the mic, and walk away.