Greetings Relations,
Today is 20 November 2011, and here in Tampa, Flordia it is damned near summertime hot. Damned near, now, I didn't say summertime hot, just sure damned close. Without tools to gage, I would call it 85f. Straight up too! To hot for open windows in this house. Huh, my wife, daughter and these three hounds would be bugging out...
...so, the air condtioner is on. Think, today is 20 November and there are folks burning logs and running up their light bill from having the heater on. There is this fantastic breeze coming across the state from the East, seems's to scoop up all the warm stuff and brings it right onto and over us. Yeah, there's a sweet breeze, but the breeze is warm. Hell, even in the shade it's warm. We have had an early indication of what lies ahead a few days and weeks back. There has been a few "no A.C." night's and this same-as-it-always-has-been weather seems to be right on track to be a cooler and longer Florida Winter...
...I don't need a damned degree to feel and see what weather comes. This DNA, is of and born here in the South. So many multi-generations go back, my brain don't feel like counting them that far back. Oh and please, yes, I have this writen down and placed where I may read and study the names of them who came before me...
...to read the names of the city's and states where they were born, married, lived and died. In my Spirit's Core, there's something about the DNA that orginates from my Mom's Kinfolk, that I find the most interesting, fun, hard working, proud and loving Kinfolk...
...Kinfolk, from the Cherokee Nation in the S.E. To the White Kinfolk. I mean, like white as, White bread white, kinfolk.
Then we had the inter-mingling of the DNA's. These Kinfolk from my dad's side, the Spanish and Italian, the German and Cuban, the Moor's and Kinfolk-Of-Colour. My Relations, taught me that family was so very important. I was raised with this "blood-is-thicker-than-water" saying my whole life and thus I have always been a really big fan and my entire family was a big deal to me...
...until dad died.
Some of these "family" member's standing next to my dad's casket. Talked and spoke with split and cut tounges and were wairing racoon masks..."oh, what a mighty fine this and that", "Oh, he was always there or here". These supposed to be kinfolk didn't even know, "This Father Of Mine"! It was like looking at people speak through their rectum. Their ass holes had lips at my dad's funeral. It was a sight to be seen. This is also. when and where I caught two WOmen Kinfolk, speaking ill/talking shit, of my Dead Mother. No, I'll never ever forget this or them. It was like right then that one million light bulb's began to flick on...
...since dad's crossing, there's been seperate Sierra Family's. No, a better description are split Sierra Family's. It's probably better off for it be this way, for me anyway's This I suspect, has been something that I have permitted to affect and infect my Spirit's over the years. It held a heavy piece of depression in my Core for too many years. In so many way's, I can not even begin to describe, the way I really feel about these, My Kinfolk. Or is it becuase my skin is transparent?
And, now back to the weather...
These are some reasons why I live in Florida. As crazy as it may get, there's something extraordinary about Florida weather. And, by-the-way, I love it when these silly ass weather "persons", take the change in weather personally. As if they were the creator's of the rain, wind, and heat. Let me share with you the truth, Florida Meterologist are wannabe big time t.v. star's. These sometimes very foolish person's will apologize for God making Rain on your picnic day. Or make excuse as to why "it" was not noticed, (in this time and age) that winds and rains wash away entire villages and towns...
...if I was a wannabe, it would be for something much more grandeur than wearing a silly-tie-of-the-day and make predictions on the weather here in Florida.
While it is Great Spirit, has it all under control.
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