Decoding Kali Ma, One Of My Many Forms

While I’ve shared some of my avatars, I will not share all (read Jaquana Cornelius Is Kali Ma). Having people go to a different Goddess only for it to be me, rejecting them again, is premium behavior. If you figure it out, you figure it out. If not, oh well. That’s your problem, not mine. And you better get it together quick, because it’s my universe, I don’t miss. Was the hubris & stupidity worth it? Via: Reddit

Are You The Inspiration Or The Copy Cat?

First off you don’t compete where you can’t compare. I’m a Goddess, I’m above you. I decide your fucking fates and a lot of you aren’t going to like what I have planned. Second, do you know how many basic bitches have regurgitated my persona and thoughts back to me as their own? Then had the audacity to behave enviously, weirdos. Pick a hat, because being jealous of me while trying to be me isn’t the vibe. You’re lucky to know me, spend time with me, have me on your side. I bring blessings. I also take them away. Their off putting behavior is one of the reasons they burn in hell. Tbh. Be real, are you the inspo or the imitator? Via: Made.WithFlow

Crossing A Witch Isn’t Wise

Stealing is bad in general, but nothing is worse than taking from a powerful being. Be it Goddess or witch, you’ll have more than you can afford taken from you in return, multiplied. No matter how small the item, there’s an energetic exchange that isn’t worth what you’ll lose. Careful who you cross, you never know what it will cost you. Via: HumAlien

Updated: 11/9/2025 12:19am

Kim Porter

Kim Porter was a goddess.

I was filled with sorrow for days after she passed. I felt a light had been turned off. She wasn’t an artist, but she was the source of inspiration for creators. She was the muse for Al B Sure’s “Forever My Lady”, Zoe Saldana’s ‘Drumline’ character was based off her relationship with Dallas Austin (Nick Cannon playing the latter) and Diddy’s soulmate, sharing three kids. So why did it hurt my heart so much?

A flashback.

Sitting on the floor between my mother’s legs, while she braids my hair. The news was broadcasting that Diddy had been dumped. Photo’s of a beautiful, statuesque, dark skin woman flashed across the screen. Coming home from a trip of some sort (business or pleasure), he was greeted by an empty house. Pregnant with their twins, she found out he’d been having an affair. Worse his mistress was also knocked up, with their lovechild due a month earlier. She ghosted him before ghosting was a term.

“That’s goodie for him. I would never fight over a man. There are too many men out there to stay with someone who treats you like that,” my mother commented.

Bingo. Besides being a great mom and a beloved socialite, Kim Porter was the example my mother used to teach me self-worth. Despite Diddy being famous, wealthy and sharing the next of kin, she walked away. In a world that conditions women to be submissive, she valued herself, refusing to settle. Kim Porter taught me to always have dignity.