Friday, October 8, 2010



I am not my hair.
This hair is something else. Every single day I have to go through with my Mommy* combing and brushing out tangled hair. I want to go see that really funny new movie called "Tangled."
*My mother has a website of her own. A FOODIES ALLERGY JOURNAL. It's about food allergies and recipes and stuff.

Good hair means curls and waves
Bad hair means you look like a slave
At the turn of the century
Its time for us to redefine who we are.

Does the way I wear my hair make me a better person?
Does the way I wear my hair make me a better friend? 
Does the way I wear my hair determine my integrity?
I am expressing my creativity.
If I wanna where it braided
All down my back
I don't see what's wrong with that.
 Lyrics by, Indie Arie
I am not my hair
I am not this skin
I am not your expectations.

Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.
This is the first and greatest commandment.
And the second is like it: Love your neighbor as yourself.
Matthew 22:34-40

1 comment:

  1. This India Arie is a special lady and she sings so nice. You are good to put this here. In my country we have this music not so much.