Merry Christmas!

Soul Power!

Bringing you some Funk (...like the terminology 'Bad', 'Funk' is a good thing...) during this Wonderful Time of Year when we get to celebrate the birth of God's Son, Jesus Christ.

I listen to a rendition like this--and it just solidifies the Beauty of Christ's birth. What Beauty you ask? The Beauty of all that seems Absurd making Perfect Sense.

I know this isn't the usual Christmas tune, but it's worth the listen:

Bomb, Beautiful, & Brilliant.

Once again, Merry Christmas too All!!

-Bootzilla Babay; btrilogy

My White Friends!

....Gotta love it.

Some might be like--isn't this like some sort of reverse racism? Uh, no. For those you who have a diverse group of friends you understand that each culture brings it's own flavor/habits/jokes, etc. Always being the lone black girl, I was the representative (aka "the claim to fame") for many of friends to state, "Oh my gosh, I so get it! Like, my best friend is black." Just kidding..a little. Anyways, Katt Williams says it best, "Life is too short for racism, we all got problems.."

So, in short, this is not some sort of reverse racism in fact it's a celebration of differences:

Heard about this video from my roomate. She saw it on her friend's blog. Internet+Youtube=Life.
Bomb.

-Bootszilla Babay;btrilogy

T-Minus...

T-minus...3 days.

Wow, so my school had tickets to this premiere type thing but I found out too late and could not go to Burbank, CA to experience the amazingness but it's all good... (*throws chair against the wall*)...

Kay, so December 11th, Disney magic is scheduled--can I get a Woot Woot!!

Right now, I'm doing a Psych paper on Interracial Couples portrayed on PrimeTime television, and it stirred up some memories that I had as a kid:

1) Having a crush on Michael from Barney (oldschool right there...90s kids should know who I'm talking about)

2) Wanting to grow up and be like Angela and Sean from Boy Meets World (but with less drama..had the hugest crush on Sean)

3) Totally falling in love with Rodger's and Hammerstein's production of Cinderella starring Brnady and Whitney Houston--that's how I honestly viewed the world or thought it should be...

But even in a America, "The Great Melting Pot", it's not that easygoing/freeflowing. That's what I found out growing up sadly--even in Californ-i-a (a pretty diverse state I might add).

I think what got me was that my kindergarten boyfriend, Christopher (I have a feeling Christopher is gorgeous now--I haven't seen him 13 years--but I have a hunch), well Christopher was white. It wasn't a big deal..we were just buddies..buddies who had a crush on one another so we went out--easy as cake.

But that was also the period in my life where my teacher demanded I take a nap and get a regular snack; I wasn't aware that was the good life back then.

So, yeah, go watch The Princess and the Frog this Friday. Should be legittt! Good music, great animation, and of course that Disney Magic.

Bomb, Beautiful,& Brilliant.

-Bootszilla Babay;btrilogy

Dante's Inferno [Revamped]

This was my version of Hell for my Senior English Class. There was original artwork done by my homegirl, but we had to turn it in for the grade (A-, not too shabby). So, I'll be including some other visuals:

And the Bible told us every girl was sour, don’t play in her garden or don’t smell her flower…

Lady Macbeth

I’ve been to hell and back again. (Laughs) Anyone willing to break a newborn’s fragile skull has won an automatic ticket. I summoned the demons, surprised that they brought tar to fill my lungs. Barely breathing, barely caring. It was a rush; I felt the secrets of hell flow through me. I’ve been to hell and back again, and I tell you it’s not for the faint of heart. Power. Everything—like my soul—is worth handing over for power. See, as a Lady it is natural for me to do everything with flourish and with full effort. I saw an opportunity and I embarked on the long journey. (Cries out and grips head) Spot! Spots! Out damned spot! I don’t regret--No! No! No! (Slowly regains composure. Straightens herself out as she talks) I beg your pardon, you’d have to excuse those episodes. Yes, hell is not for the faint of heart but for those who love the feeling of fire in their veins. Odd thing to say indeed, but as you continue down this wide road do not look to your left or right, behind you or under you—my advice is to walk this road with your head held high. You will be exposed and your worst fears will shower upon you, but pride is what put you here and if you are strong will bring you out, you’ll be to hell and back again.

Cleopatra

I've been to hell and back again. (Sighs) But how I miss my pillows, which were the definition of comfort. They were the only things that kept me sane. Rome became the bane of my existence at the same time my addiction. Funny thing Is…Marc was Rome manifested. (Snaps to attention) Allow me to focus on you all for a moment--yes, I've been to hell and back again and I would have to agree with the mere Lady--walk the road with your head held high. Your self is your compass, your Intuition knows best. I am a firm believer on depending on oneself, but I admit, (Daydream-like) I was blind sighted by his flawless skin and endearing curls…But I realized that I am a Looker too and if I wanted my lust satisfied all I had to do was glance in the mirror. In the end when all went awry, the only one who was to take me out, to finish it, was going to be myself. I determined my success, I decided when my time would end, and I have been to hell and back again.

Empress Dowager Cixi

(Cackles) These girls swear they have been through the fire and back. In their minimal situations, perhaps they have. Killing a newborn--no sweat. The thought of children, of nurturing, of being a respectable mother was thrown out the window along with my innocence as I was graced with the title concubine. Self-obsession, just an aggressive way of pointing out one's insecurities--real power called for self-determination. That is what I had…I had the know, but most importantly the craving. Unlike the frilly girls who played the demure role—they were always confused why I got called back so often, it’s because I was abrasive and wild! (Getting worked up, somewhat maniacal) You don't understand what it is to be to hell and back, until you watch those idiots allow your empire to crumble! Fears, demons, and fire--fire of hate, survival, want--(Shivers) ye-yes-yes, I love the feeling of fire in my veins. Advice? Right, the reason we've gathered—basically, nice knowing you all…You don't have what it takes. I halfway don't understand why these Imbeciles (Points to Lady MacBeth and Cleopatra) made it back, perhaps they had more gonads then I attributed to them--but looking at you all (Cackles)…just look straight ahead of you.

Jezebel

(Commanding presence) It is in your best interest if you all look at me. These foolish women that have spoken before have taken the wide road. The road many choose to take--laughing, dancing, yelping--they are not repentant. If you don't recognize me…I am the princess who knew no limits, the whore who cursed God Almighty, the wretch whose wickedness caused many sorrow. All that is left of me are my skull, feet, and hands. There is no going to hell and back. What these Jezebels (Smirks at the irony) speak of is their own unique hells, the hell that is within all of us, the hell that is coupled and cradled with our sin. They believe they’ve finished the journey, so wrong yet so prideful. Look at me daughters of the earth, daughters of decay, of what is limited—understand what is at stake! Those Curses believe they’ve been to hell and back again, for once they’ve deceived unknowingly. They were self-centered on Earth and put themselves before God—the 5 “I Wills” caused the beautiful Lucifer’s demise—and because of this they naturally had a preconceived notion of what hell was to be. They are to suffer in their version of hell until the time has come to cast them in the Great Lake of Fire. (Takes a great pause and looks around) I can always separate those of Will, Indifference, or Ignorance—even in hell eye contact says a lot. My repentant soul has been placed here to heed warning to those who want to hear; He knows your heart and my Just God will punish those rightfully. The Daughters of the Earth who are concerned, I can’t promise you less suffering but I can promise that you’ll have an enduring grasp of Hope. (Pauses) I have expressed all my knowledge.

Dedicated..

Dedicated to all my friends who went to New York/Eastcoast for college, *sigh*.

They left for the "Diamond Girl who could talk for hours"...

Sadly,Beautiful.

-Bootszilla Babay;btrilogy