The Origins Of Gynecology

If you think I’m going to take my foot of your fucking necks, you’re not thinking. This is how gynecology was created, by some inbred savage. Traces of it still remain in the medical field, with black women having higher death rates during birthing. You racists hicks and the Uncle Tom’s that help them uphold the institution of racism are scum. Below scum. I’m here to clean it up. You deserve everything that’s coming. Trust me I’m not nice and you’re lucky this is happening during this time period. If these were days of old, I’d make you wish for hell with what I’d do to you before you got there.
This is the history Ron Desantis tries to hide. This is why he along with his line will burn. Idagf who you are, a Goddess and Queen Witch has entered the chat. Ps I’m black like Jesus. Enjoy your time, Athena. Via: The 1619 Project

Rihanna’s Thoughts On Black Women

“I’m a black woman. I came from a black woman, who came from a black woman, who came from a black woman and I’m going to give birth to a black woman. It’s a no-brainer. That’s who I am. It’s the core of who I am in spirit and DNA. We are impeccable, we’re special, and the world is going to have to deal with that.” Artist: Amacie Forever

Anger Can Be Cathartic

No one has ever freed themselves from oppression by asking nicely.

Anger can be cathartic, motivating, and above all else an expression of the innate humanity of any community. Demands that the oppressed be calm and polite that forgiveness come before all else are fundamentally dehumanizing. If your child is killed by the police, if the water in your community is poisoned, if a mockery is made of your grief, how do you feel? Do you want to be calm and quiet? Do you want to forgive in order to make everyone else comfortable? Or do you want to scream, to yell, to demand justice for the wrongs done? Via: Ebony Magazine

How To Navigate CPT

Thank God it’s Friday, yay! It’s so funny, as I was making plans with my friend for tomorrow she asked what time we should meet. My response, “We’re black let’s be realistic.” Colored people time is real, it’s like we have an innate clock though, why? Every time I’m meeting up with other black people we’re both the same amount of late. It’s fucking crazy. We’ll be like let’s meet at 3:30pm, then we’ll message each other like oh I’m late by 25 minutes and it’s always the same time I’m running late, neither of us left waiting. It’s honestly the white friends who keep me on time when hanging out, due to the level of anxiety they add. Are you getting ready now? I’m headed out the door, I’m on the train platform…nigga. The best solution is to do like I did for my birthday at Miss Lily’s, lie about the time by a half hour minimum of when you actually want us to arrive. You’re welcome.
My friend and I showed up to Joanna’s wedding on time mad proud and we were damn late. All the seats taken except two, a mess. Our differences is what makes us all fit like puzzle pieces. What are you doing this weekend? Play as hard as you work. Artist: Tian Harris Creations

Generational Karma And Curses

How many times have I almost hit my head and died?
-On my grandmother’s death anniversary, almost cracking my head against the rocks at the beach.
-When I took a Seroquel bar from a stranger. She was right advising me to break it into eight pieces “…this stuff can kill you.” I took an eighth, slept walked (which I’ve never done before or since), turned the stove on, placed an empty pot next to it, and on my way back to my bedroom passed out in my stepdad’s room. My head just missing the edge of his wooden bed frame. Since I fell from standing my skull would’ve cracked. I woke up encircled by faces looking down at me, everyone thought I died.
-In gym when Sebastian C. (who looks exactly like Will Smith, but in that moment pulled a Michael Jordan) competitive af in Strasser Ball (which was really European handball, but our hot gym teacher gave it his name), slammed me into the ground from standing. Literally I saw stars, cartoon depictions of head injuries are completely accurate. The nurse wanted his blood, she cursed him the fuck out. In his defense we were all competitive, sore winners and losers.
-When I was wasted and just missed slamming my head on a large paint bucket from standing.
-At Blue Smoke, in the attic I slammed my head on the thick metal piping and had to be escorted down after taking a minute to gather my bearings.

”Something is trying to kill me,” I said to myself and others.

My grandfather was a very evil and feared man, he wasn’t someone to fuck with. I barely knew him, only meeting him twice in my life that I can remember, if that. He was a domestic abuser, beating his women including my beloved grandmother whose right earlobe he split (for years I always lost my right earring and only a few back did I connect the dots. It’s her telling me she’s here). My grandmother who half my tattoos are dedicated to, with a third coming, was his second wife. His first wife was Linda.

My grandfather would abuse her often; she made a deal with the neighbors if she bangs on the wall call the cops. Except every time the cops came she’d cover for him, then he’d threatened them. One night Linda banged and banged and banged, but they didn’t make the call and she died. He pushed her so hard into the glass table her skull cracked. Fearing jail he left immediately seeking out the help of Voodoo Mary, selling his soul in exchange of escaping prison. When he returned, when the ambulance came, they ruled it an accident, that she tripped and fell. He got away with it in this world, but not the next.

People with high sexual energy are often healers, which is why after telling this story a million times, replaying it in my head, it didn’t make sense until I told Cara Delevingne. Everything clicked.

The domestic violence I’ve been going through, nobody helping (one person helped me astrally when I didn’t know I needed it, nor did I ask, I’m forever grateful), almost dying, I was paying for what my grandfather did to Linda!!!! That’s why I was always experiencing near death head injuries, just like Linda. Had I not figured it out I wouldn’t have escaped, finding myself in another bad situation, because generational karma and curses are real. That’s why the cards kept saying turn to your ancestors! The story of my grandfather was the key! Now I’m free.
Ancestry is important, what we do we pass down until it’s broken, or healed. Had I not resolved this it would’ve kept happening, it would’ve passed down to my kids epigenetically. Which this world can’t afford, each possessing the powers to save it. I can’t believe it took me this long.

After figuring it out I connected to her, she wants her story told. She wants people to know what happened to her, that it wasn’t fair. The first page of my book will be Linda’s story. I am so sorry, I’m sorry for what he did to you. You deserved better, women deserve better. He doesn’t get to take your peace in both worlds. Thank you. You are a hero, because of you a lot of abusive men are going to be exposed so they don’t hurt anyone again. I don’t know you, but I love you. Everyone will know your truth. I will dedicate my life to fighting domestic violence, I promise you this. And as for those reading it now, if there is a reoccurring negativity in your life look for the pattern then look to your ancestors. You may be reliving their karmic debt. Resolve it for yourself, for your offspring. Artist: Melanins Vibe Podcast

Chanel Iman, My Most Regular Regular

Listen, what you’re not going to do is come for Chanel Iman, both her and soon to be ex-husband Sterling Shepard were regulars at Miss Lily’s. Chanel more so than Sterling, I can’t think of a time she was there and I didn’t serve her. That being said, I’m all for chivalry except when Sterling dined with us. Literally they would both reach for the bill, with him winning every time and my stomach would drop, because Chanel tips PROPERLY and he doesn’t. We were lucky to get 10% and he wasn’t above leaving coins and crumbled ass dollar bills. Whereas Chanel left 20% and above thank you very much. So with all due respect Mama Shephard, you’re lucky she’s the mother of your grandchildren, she’s drop dead gorgeous, has class, is humble and well-mannered. Traits she’ll pass down to those kids, leave that woman alone, especially since Sterling is perpetuating a stereotype of black people being bad tippers. Chanel you were always a joy and my most regular, regular.
TIP YOUR SERVERS AND SERVICE WORKERS PROPERLY, OR DON’T GO OUT, IT’S CALLED ETIQUETTE. Unless it was poor service, then tip accordingly, don’t reinforce low quality work. Via: Chanel Iman Insta

Fortunate Enough To Love Yourself

Someone, somewhere needed to see this after a long ass day, week, month, year, decade…whatever it is. This message isn’t for everybody, only the sexy people. If you’re fortunate to be these things count your blessings. And most of all love yourself, know your value and ditch anyone who brings you down, disrespects, or abuses you. You welcome. Artist: Le Revel London

Melanie Hamrick Is A Black Magician

Melanie deformed face Hamrick, continues to stalk me, whilst incriminating herself. The above photos are just to emphasize how much hotter L’Wren Scott is. Melanie is an unattractive loser, who resorted to stalking, murder and rape to still be a nobody. Then perjury, because she couldn’t get my articles removed. Why? Because she incriminates herself. Not only did she continue to stalk me, she created two other troll accounts to coerce me into using black magic against Mick Jagger.

On April 26th Melanie comes to my Saint Twenty Instagram page, to comment that she was left broke with one kid, under the troll account Rejoice 4304. She then tells me to go to a black magic practitioner, also a troll account by Melanie. Dr. Ighalo Spell Temple, an account she created the day before. As her oldest post and highlights indicate. Which she now deleted.

Melanie literally posted a court oil product, telling, is that what you used when your plan against me backfired? Look at all the spells: How To Be Sexy, Love Spells, How To Get Your Ex Back…all things she used on Mick and L’Wren. She even makes fake accounts to like her post, as seen in photo 7.

Being a goddess I’m prescient, it’s cute you deleted the account, but I already have the evidence idiot. Melanie is a predator who murdered L’Wren Scott, look at how distraught Mick is below. While her ugly ass lurks, like the rapist she is. This picture says everything about her. She was born a loser, wanted to go back to her high school reunion a somebody, since she got nowhere in ballet, desperate to prove everyone wrong she used black magic on an old man to rape him, after killing his love.

Mick would never look at a missing nostril, uneven chin, ugly eyed, thin lipped, talentless, no style, no personality, no body, nobody background dancer. Never the principal, so she stalked, murdered, raped and black magicked her way to trying to be cool. She’s a criminal, a satanist, a lesbian in love with me, predator. She tried to be gorgeous, beloved L’Wren and planned on killing his consensual kids to inherit his fortune with her murder rape baby. Clink clink bitch your time is up.