About Blu

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STL, MO, United States
X Blu Rayne is an author, poet, spoken word artist,graphic designer,host writer and motivational speaker. A reflection of God's light and His movement on the face of the storms of life. She is poetry personified....

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Today is a new day

Everything that we do has a consequence. No matter what you do or say, something will happen, if not to anyone else...it will happen to you. There is good news...that means if you decide today you decide to love yourself, if today you decide to be better, if today you decide that you will no longer sell yourself short, if today you decide to live in your dreams, if today you decide to commit to you....guess what...not only can you do it or should you do it...but the benefit is all yours....


You have the power to choose. You have the ability to choose. You have the right to choose.


Have a blessed day...


 Peace & Love 
~X Blu Rayne



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Saturday, October 22, 2011

4 days left

I have been very busy these last few days. Did a slam, started a new book made so many calls to the US about future shows, sold CDs, and been writing so real thoughts and feelings. Oh yeah...a lot of pictures too. I said I needed to get away for awhile, and I am glad I did. I have learned so much here. On the other side of the world you are defined by where you come from first. There are Caucasians that consider themselves African because they come from Africa. Nationality is really key here in how you are seen and judged. I will say that there is silent prejudice that isn't as blatant as in the US as well as the views of women being the underclass, but the biggest factor is where you are from. So I am defined as American...not black first, but American...then African American...not black.

I will say this, the few Africa men I have talked to have some thoughts about us unifying races that is still very Martin Luther King. Malcolm's ideals are viewed as dangerous and destructive, and yet they had no idea what melanin was, they think they have to protect themselves front the sun, and that white people are superior and better. Most of the brothers date and have  children with Caucasians of prefer them for similar reasons as one gets in the states...except it is more about status than anything. America is considered the most evil nation on this planet and Obama has been paralleled to Hitler in wanting to destroy his own people.

This trip has been an eye opener and mind expanding for me. I have had time and quiet to really think about the things I have been doing in my life and  the things and people who don't need to be apart of it. I have made some selfish decisions and some out of a concern which came back in the end to benefit me. I have formed unhealthy relationships and have connections with people who are poisonous to my progression. I have to get me together...I have some serious grind work to do within my own soul....

I am not expecting it to all change immediately, but I am immediately moving myself to change. In 4 days I will be back on US soil....working harder and more effectively... resurrecting dreams and ideas that I had let fall because I was fearful of going at it alone...it's time to upgrade on my grind, upgrade in my find.....it's time

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Crutch


This is as honest as a poet can get
And some of these things you may find to be a bit much
But I can't keep lying and claim to be with my heart in touch
I have allowed myself to be touched too much
Giving myself over on out of town trips or in town flings
Baby daddy sex means nothing
See I keep saying I want to be in love but I live with lust
That disconnected being
Doesn't care about anything
Fornication isn't in my vocabulary 
And cheating is a defined casuality
Of any woman expecting to be loved singularly
My  thinking is so messed up
Cause I have allowed myself to be touched to much

I have enjoyed the moment in it's duration
But even my body has an anger towards penetration
Cause I bleed at the thought of the sensation
Yet I give in to the notion
Not that sex equals love
But sex equals living
Pastors, keep your opinion cause your sermons of this being sinning
Is meaningless to me
I'd  rather be alive in hell than pretending to be feeling
Cause I have allowed myself to be touched to much

The faces are not a blur
and they are not nameless
And I fight the urge to allow my panties to be famous
But who can remain blameless
And I could act like I got my shit together and be shameless
But this is a cry out in pain
I despise every man that has laid with me
Cause calls back don't happen
No real change in staus, it's more of a let's just see what happens
Had babies with men that treat me like the whore they have said I am
And I have put up with such
Cause I have allowed myself to be touched to much

This is a crutch
A fucking crutch
I look at myself in the mirror and wonder what did she do to me
That little broken girl that won't let me be
She never had the love of daddy
Never had the respect of any man
In her mind, they just want her to have sex with them
I pray at night she will no longer be angry and forgive
I pray for a her death so I can live
Damage so deeply it is a part of my soul
Will this go away before it's too late
Before I get old
If there ever was a Super hero
I hope he can see her behind this exterior that seems so bold
Cause I am in bondage of pain that is becoming a permanent crutch
Cause I have allowed myself to be touched too much....

Copyright © 2011 X Blu Rayne All Rights Reserved

Sunday, October 16, 2011

...so I went out last night

So last night I experienced an English poet named Paula Varjack...she is very talented and she had CD's for sale...felt like home..:-)....yep...they where 5 Euros....they I went out to a club here called MC....it was different only in there were more men than women. It was cold and the women where half naked, you could tell who where the "it" men and women, and the music was bumping...get this though...there are sound police that walk around with a mic to see if the sound in the club is too loud...here you can smoke when you are young and drink at 18...like it is okay...they even have Red Light districts.....it's so open in those things that we shunn yet so closed in it's thinking.....interesting


Saturday, October 15, 2011

....I am here

Hello family,

I am writing you from Leuven, Belgium....It is still so surreal to say that. I am so thankful at what I have experienced thus far. So that you know, I travel for 16 hours....3 trains and two planes...lol. I have enjoyed the experiences thus far. I have met some pretty awesome people and have seen somethings that are quite interesting. Like in Finland, they have an airline called BLUE 1, and the restroom is called WC (water closet)....and in the Belgium airport, the bathrooms have doors from floor to ceiling so men and women can go into the same bathroom together and it is no big deal.

On to some Blu Truth......

I am so excited to be here, and yet I understand that this is monumental to my own success. I am not trying to pave a way, the way was already made otherwise I would not be here. All the amazing women from my mother to Harriet Tubman all lived their lives in a manner that made me believe that where I am right now is not a fluke or a mistake. This was by design in the tapestry of God. I had to do my part and change my thinking when it came to those things that are possible in my own life. I have upset some people, offended some people, and have been told everything from that I am selfish to I don't love my children. Someone told me that the people crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones that do it. I am guessing with how I see myself in doing this poetry and spoken word is something outside of the box that doesn't really exist. In ideal world, I wouldn't have to worry about my children being separated because one of my baby daddy's wanted to throw his weight around when I left, my son wouldn't be in a position to be made to have to deal with that man's ignorance, my children would have no doubts that I love them and that my actions are not designed to bring them stress, that I do love this man even though I don't think he feels the same way, and that above all others would see the big picture. We don't live in an ideal world, and I don't know if my big picture matters to anyone but me, but it matters. Because it matters to me, eventually...everyone who is really for me and loves me will see it too. Until they...I have to keep working on my big picture just like you have to yours.

You will have those moments like I did....I received a call  that made me not want to get on the plane, because the person who was going to be there for my children found something better to do. Truthfully, I have continually made the mistake of trusting the unworthy because I have some things to work out. Just like I know that I am suppose to be here, things worked out there....so now I am working. Sitting here writing you, working on pieces, and adjusting to a new sleep schedule with a slightly swollen eye due to a fight with a Belgium mosquito...I lost...lol....but I am smiling. I will keep you updated on everything. Videos will be uploaded...we are about to have some serious fun..

Peace & Love
~Blu

Monday, October 10, 2011

Arrogant Moment.....

I HATE LIARS!!!! You told me I wasn't about anything, would be anything, would do anything, wouldn't have anything and me having 6 children would keep me from being wanted. You told me unless I had a flat stomach I wouldn't be sexy. You told me if I did have unblemished skin everyone would see me as tarnished. You told me if I didn't spit a poem to your approval that I would never be a great poet....YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO LIE.....you could have just told me the truth...the real reason you wanted to keep me down was because you saw me passing you...out lasting you...out doing what you claim is your calling because the only thing you are good at is stalling....Stop lying to yourself and stop lying to me....I am the shit and you are the fly that can't leave me....shoo fly and don't bother me...peace

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Fear of Success


Superwoman


I woke up this morning and after being a mother for almost 16 years the reality of that I am the the consistent parent in my children's live. I am the one responsible for their well being...mentally,spiritually,emotionally, and physically. It is not to say that the dad isn't around from time to time, but they have lives that don't revolve around the children, but mine do. I have been working everyday since Wednesday and still have to get the children set in school, have a sick 1 yr old, work on my career, and do it all with a smile...See I am way more than a poet...I am a mother...a single one  with six children at that...and I am learning to master this so I can help other mother's not be dependent on anyone outside themselves. WE CAN DO THIS!!!!!!!

Peace & Love
~X Blu Rayne

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

National Poetry Awards 2nd year....


I had an opportunity to live a dream that birthed other dreams within my soul. I was honored to be allowed to co-host the National Poetry Awards with Michael Guinn (Dallas, TX). Troy Poet Lewis is the visionary behind the NPAs and has given all poet, authors, spoken word artist, and slammers a place to be recognized for all their hard work that they do throughout the year.

For me, there were personal victories, encounters with some amazing people, and an "awakening" within my own spirit...in the next coming weeks I will speak in more detail as to why this weekend was so profound and the continual effects it has on me. The one thing I will say is that I celebrate during a time I would have otherwise cried....August 22 is the anniversary of my grandmother's passing....This year marked the second year she has been gone....I know that she was in great spirits watching me do what it is I am suppose to do. Be poetry. I am so grateful to everyone who made my weekend a celebration rather than a memorial service...

Me and my grandmother both thank you

Peace & Love
~Blu

Copyright © 2011 X Blu Rayne All Rights Reserved

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Blu Life....the CD

I have been holding on to these tracks for over a year...waiting...for what I am not sure, but I am sure now is the time to release them. There are 8 tracks, symbolic of the new beginning that has occurred with me as of late. These tracks are about my life....they aren't theatrical...I don't use extensive word play....I just speak my words. These are the first tracks I ever recorded....not in a studio, but in a hotel room in a make shift "studio". I hope you enjoy this CD and thank you for your support.....

Go to http://xblurayne.bandcamp.com/ to check it out....thank you again.....

Peace & Love
~Blu

The real baby daddy


See I was doing my baby daddy
When he came to me asking for these goodies
I gave it up gladly
Never would I withhold my threshold
He comes around monthly and I fold
Give me everything I needed seemingly for free
All he wanted to do is have his way with me
In every room of the house the he provided for me and my seeds
Goes in my kitchen
Because he is the reason I can turn on my light switches
Fixes himself a sandwich in which he paid for
Has the key to my front door
Rear ends me until I get sore
And every month I was looking for more
More assistance
Because I thought without him I could not live with
I mean he gives me cash on the 5th
Food on the 18th,
If I left his what would people think?
They would think I was crazy
Housing partially paid for, day care covered
What did it matter that he wanted to get under my covers
Do me monthly like his does others
This nigga was so cold he was doing me and my mother
The crazy thing was when I realized he also does brothers
Becoming their monthly lover
When they don't want to do anything but live with their mother
Gives new meaning when you ask if brothers are under cover
And under my covers he came and we came
And I had come to realize that he had done me so good
That he wrote his name
On the foreheads of my unborn children
Guaranteeing that my seed
Would become his next bedmate
When I saw his name
EBT, Food Stamps, Unemployment, Section 8,
Medicaid, TANF, and Minimum wage
I knew it was time to leave his place
Knew it was time to erase his stains from my sheets
No longer did he have right to touch me
No longer would he be able to do me
Over
Have me bending over
Lying on my applications
About my current situations
No more fear here of getting better and losing him
Cause I rather have an honest struggle
Than a lie free and clear
I am grateful for the times he helped me when I had no dreams
Times he appealed to my needs and seemingly got me everything
Now I know that until I become everything to me
With all the things he can get me I still have nothing
And I am done with having nothing to show
Cause I won't grow
And I'm done tripping
Off chicks that are messing him too
Cause just as he has treated me
He will treat you 
So you can have him
With better I will make due
Copyright © 2011 X Blu Rayne All Rights Reserved

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Today is your day

How did you wake this morning? Did you wake up with hope for a beautiful day or dread? You determine the flow of the day by what you think and what you say to yourself in the mirror. Speak life, love, and happiness to your spirit every morning.... remember that today is your day......make it how you see it to be....make it the best day you ever had...don't worry about tomorrow or be concerned over yesterday....look to today...smile....hug yourself....you are just that amazing....:-)

Peace & Love
~Blu