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Writing Prompt: Letter to a Stranger

Thought I’d share this with you all also blogged on my own site…

I looked through my word writing prompt book this evening as I felt like writing and wanted some inspiration. I found the below  writing prompt in my book and  noticed it fits in nicely with  the WordPress writing prompts I’ve missed over the last few days: expert, mistake, witness and learning. So I’m combining  all the writing prompts into one!

Writing Prompt: Write an anonymous letter to a stranger detailing the things you’ve learned about life.

29th August 2016, London

Dear stranger,

Hey, hope all’s well and life is treating you well? I hope this letter reaches you well and in good health. You don’t know me but I want to reach out and write to a total stranger so pull up a chair grab a coffee or something stronger and let’s talk.I want to talk to you a bit about what I’ve learned in my 33 years of life so far, touching on some of the things I’ve witnessed and mistakes I thought I made.

 Now, I don’t claim to be any kind of expert in anything in life, hold on no I’m an expert at painting my nails and applying my make-up I know what suits me,but that aside I’m not real expert but here’s a few things I’ve learned.

Stranger, no matter what happens in life promise me one thing, you’ll always be yourself no matter what and at all costs. I mean this, really I do. I’ve always been a believer in people being themselves whether its how they dress, talk, sexuality whatever just do you is my motto. Just over a year ago, I learned to be myself I let go of the 20 year battle I had with my curly hair. For 20 years  I chemically straightened my hair! I loved it nice and sleek.This time last year I had a chin length nice slick straight graduated bob, but when I was pregnant with my son in 2013 the curls fought back and no matter how much I tried to chemically touch up my roots my kink remained.So for 6 months of my 9 month pregnancy I did not touch it just wrapped my hair up in colourful scarfs or pinned it up it actually looked rather cute. When my son came along I carried on the battle, but  I just decided f*ck this, be you Kim and  last July I stopped chemically straightening my hair,with the aim to grow it out and chop the ends each month.

I got to December 19th I was looking toward 2016 with a new attitude as certain things were happening in my life and one day I woke up I  head to the nearest salon and said ” chop it off  get rid of the straight ends”.I walked out with hair less than 1 inch long and I don’t regret it at all. I loved it! And still do. Lucky I’ve had short hair before ( but straight) so I knew I’d be OK with such short hair,but I never knew how I’d manage my curly hair I hadn’t seen it for 20 odd years!  That said I just wanted to be me.So that’s what I’ve learned when it comes to the outside and being yourself, just do it and forget what others think or say dress how you want, whatever just be yourself externally.

When it comes to your personality, stranger do me another favour will you? Never apologise for who or what you are. I mean it. Never EVER say sorry for who you are as long as you’re not hurting anyone, committing a crime, putting yourself or others in danger just don’t-ever. I have learned , not everyone will like you, get you or bond with you and it really does not matter at all that’s just life. Don’t try and fit in, by changing you. That is a mistake. 

If you’re a women reading  (if you are either a man or women reading this sorry to just focus on one gender as this can relate to any sex really),stranger I’m not a relationship expert at all and I would not want to be but if you look back at any of your ex-boyfriends(s) or ex-husband(s) ex-girlfriend(s) or wives and all you think is ” sh*it he/she was a God damn mistake” then you’ve not learned anything from the relationship or him/her for that matter. And you’ll  probably make the same mistakes you did  again. Or end up with another version of him/her again. Hold on, don’t pull that face, it’s true. Why? Why? Do I say this? Well your eyes are still closed! If he/she was a mistake -why, what,how,where, and when were the mistakes? Can you answer? Good  then you have learned and your eyes are open.If you can’t you need to think and then open them up so you know for next time you are swept off your feet.

In general, I have learned there are no mistakes in life, it’s only a mistake if you can’t look back and see what you’ve learned, not just in love,with everything.Work,friendship you’ve dropped, whatever.

Never be bitter stranger, ummm no it takes too much energy I’m telling you just let it go  in life in general. Don’t hold on to it. It will stop you from moving forward and thinking clearly so you can move forward. Just look back see what you learned and move on. This relates to EVERYTHING in life.

Always have plan B…. C and D  if need be too. I have learned and witnessed that if you fail to plan that is a sure plan to fail. I witnessed someone close set out to achieve something and just messed it all up,because of the lack of focus and planning and to be honest, it’s better to be organised rather than walk through life with your head in the clouds- time waits for no man, remember that PLAN.

Be positive, the glass is always half FULL not empty,where  there’s a will there’s a way, never be work shy, start from the bottom and work your way up. Be nice to everyone you meet, remember your manners  and that karma is real! All things I have learned, witnessed and feel I am expert enough to say,as I have lived most of my life by these sayings.

So in a nutshell stranger, be you and be happy being you, don’t be bitter about anything, plan and have a vision -execute it the best you can and stand up and say I f*cking rock baby! be positive, and learn from every experience good or bad.

Well, stranger, take care I hope this letter brings you some kind of new outlook or positive feeling or motivation to achieve or do something you have been sitting on the fence about. Or given you some kind of encouragement.

Yours faithfully,

Anonymous

PS

I hope you’re over 18 as I swore – my bad…. but with me  there is never a filter! Everything is from the heart.  Take care!

Crime Writing Prompt Short Story: The Stick Up

Thought I’d share with you all! Just blogged this on my own site

You’re a customer lying face down on the floor during a bank robbery. Describe the robbery from this view point.

 

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One of my fav movies of all time female bank robbers!

Bank

“All right, nobody move everyone down on the floor.”

I’m standing in line almost next to be served at the local bank on the high street, I  turn around at the sound of male voices yelling and commotion at the door, did I just hear right? My God. Yes I did it’s Monday morning I came in  to pay an overdue bill now I’m in the middle of a stick up, three  a masked men waving a guns and me …. and my baby boy! Are behind me. I watch everyone behind me in the line drop like flies, and customers start to scream and plead for their lives

 ” That includes you lady, get down you and the boy!” ”OK, cool I heard you just don’t shot all right I have my son with me.” The words fly out my mouth before I have a chance to think what I’m doing, I’m arguing with a man with a gun! Kim, be cool.  ”Mama, ha ha!” I hear my baby boy start to laugh as he thinks it’s a game, in slow motion I watch him run toward the three  men at the door waving their guns. ”Get back here”  I grab my baby boy’s hand  and cover his eyes, he starts to cry and yell we get down on the floor slowly. I hold on to him  tight and try to calm him down he’s shouting and screaming. ”Keep the kid calm, and nobody gets hurt.”  I bite my lip and  cut my eye  at this ass hole, and in my mind start to pray they get the money and get the hell out.

Lying here on the dirty grey carpet of the bank , I turn to the left and right slowly and calmly I watch everyone around me freeze, I make eye contact with an elderly lady in her 60s and I think of my own mama. I want o reach out to her and bring her close to my baby boy, I I can see the terror in her eyes.

” Hey, lady I said get down, don’t look up and don’t move the old girl’s fine.”  Me like  a fool I look straight up at the masked man pointing a gun at me and back at the elderly lady and offer her a nervous smile. I cuddle my baby boy closer and cut my eye again at the masked man. Lord, I know I’m not the most religious person out there and I know I don’t go to church and I hope you don’t think I only turn to you when I’m in trouble, but please keep us safe. In my mind I pray… hard.

From the corner of my eye to the left I see one of the three men run up to the counter and put his gun in the young pretty cashier’s face, she throws her hands up higher and screams. I look to the right  while the other two walk around the customers lying on the floor making sure no one moves a muscle. Waving their guns around trying to breathe fear into everyone- it’s working. I hear sobbing, small cries, coming from a lady behind me. I glance around she looks about my age in a smart suit and an engagement ring on her left hand. The poor thing, she’s probably thinking she’ll never make it to the alter.

” Hey, lady you wanna get outta here alive today or what?”

I turn around quickly facing the front and put my head on the floor.

“Mama, I wanna go now” ” Ok, son, we be gone soon it’s just a short game it be over soon and-” ” But mama!”

“Shut the kid up!”

“Sorry he’s only two what do you expect!” There I go again, that smart mouth with no filter my own mama said would get me into trouble. In slow motion I watch one of the masked men walk up to me, he comes close I tighten my grip on my son and meet his eye trying to show no fear I need to show my boy it’s OK. He leans down close to my face , lifts me by the scuff of my dress and shouts at me.

“Keep the kid calm, no one gets hurt.” He drops me like a hot cake and   walks back over to the counter.

“Mama-” “Shhh baby.”

” Fill up the bag, quick, c’mon c’mon b*tch what’s taking so long and don’t even think about pressing any alarms or you’re toast you hear me?”

”All right, OK OK just please don’t hurt me.” I watch the cashier’s face turn bright pink and she breaks out in a visible sweat as she slowly opens her draw, and starts to fill up the masked man’s black bag with money.

” Hurry up!” ” We aint got all day!” 

I turn to my right and follow the voice demanding the cashier hurry up, it’s one of the two watchmen he’s nervous, I can tell  by the way he is hopping from foot to foot bouncing around looking left and right, like a startled rabbit caught in a head light.

“B*tch I said move, get that money and fill up the bag hurry!”

” Hey, hey I said don’t move!”

Bang

 I wrap my baby boy up tighter in my arms and watch one of the two watchmen move closer to the counter from my left, as he shots at the screen at the man behind, the man ducks. It’s bullet  proof and the stray bullet hit the glass and fires back at him- dumb ass does he not realise that this is not the movies, glass in a real bank is toughened ready for jerks like him. I watch the bullet backfire and hit him in the left shoulder.

”C’mon we gatta go, Sean’s been hit let’s go let’s go!” ” I turn back to my left raising my head slightly, and watch the nervous second watchmen bounce around and wave his gun in the air gesturing to his accomplice at the counter to hurry up.

”Wait, one more bag- b*tch move, get the money!”

The pretty cashier starts to cry and sob.

“The masked man at the counter turns his attention to the male cashier his accomplice fired at. “And you, get out here and on the floor did you press the button? Did you call the po-po on us?”  

Bang

Another shot this time from the masked man at the counter, aiming for the male cashier accused of raising the alarm, he misses thank God. The cashier ducked again and ran out the back. 

“I’m bleeding man we got to go! This is DNA everywhere we’ll get caught for sure!”

“Ah s*it, let’s go man, he’s right.”

I turn back around to my left and watch as both watchmen start to worry and panic, waving their guns and looking over their shoulders in a worried state. In the background I hear sirens coming.

“What, What no way man ahh no way.” The masked man at the counter grabs the two black bags of money and heads towards the door, I watch him pass me, he trips and falls he never saw my son’s toy car lying on the floor.

“Ha ha mama- car look.”  I cover my baby boy’s mouth and look up at the masked man scrambling to his feet, his two accomplices are already half way to the door and the sirens are near. Too late the po- po are her!  I’m too scared to turn around toward the exit but I do I risk it, and I see  two London Metropolitan police cars and a van pull up outside the bank. More than 10 police officers jump out. 

” Hands up, don’t move put your guns on the floor” I hear one of the male officers shout in a deep booming voice. I pray there’s not a shoot between the po-po and the villains, I want them caught but I don’t agree with police bearing arms and shooting- no matter the race of the villains or what they’ve done.

“What we ganna do now! Man?”  Masked man one looks around at the other two.

“I’m bleeding like crazy, we got to get out of here!” Masked man two I watch clutch his left arm trying to stem the bleeding. It is not working, blood is all over the dirty grey carpet where he was stood keeping watch.

“Head out the back.” The third masked man and clear ring leader instructed.

All three masked men U-turn and run pass me and all the bank customers still lying face down on the floor. I raise my head and watch them  jump over the counter- black bags in hand of course. One of them even has the cheek to stop and grab some more money. The officers run in waving their way around the bodies on the floor and head out the back. Guns to the ready and I pray some more.

“Hands up, there’s no where to run boys, this is it game over! ” The deep male voice boomed again.

I hear the sound of guns  drop on the floor and hand cuffs firmly being placed on. I raise my head slightly and watch the three masked men being led out by the police and into the awaiting police van.

“all right, everyone up please, is anyone injured do we need an ambulance?” 

So much for a quiet start to the week for me.

 

‘Trees Of Our World’ – audio track, video and lyrics by Mirakali

The song ‘Trees Of Our World’ by Mirakali: audio track, song lyrics, and video

SONG LYRICS
Trees Of Our World

Wind in the branches
of the trees on the hill.
The sun rises with glory.
Golden the light, warm and bright.

Tears drop into the grass,
sparkling like dew.
I wonder ‘bout the beauty
the creator has done.

There we stand under the trees
I love so much.
A feeling of infinity,
emotions of gratitude, wideness in the heart,
silence in mind and just experiencing.

I always wanted to sing a song
‘bout the trees of our world.

But I can’t find the words
to express what is there deep within.
A wish comes from there:
‘Please protect our planet,
our home, our place where we live.’

A dream comes from there:
‘A green planet, a paradise reborn on planet earth.’
… and then comes another tear
falling into the grass
sparkling like dew.

Lyrics & Music: Mirakali administered by Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany

Video: Mirakali; © Filmaur Multimedia

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Drawing ’Bright Earth Bird Of Emerging Human Unity’, The Meaning Of The Meaning Triptych #2

Drawing by Michel Montecrossa’Bright Earth Bird Of Emerging Human Unity’, The Meaning Of The Meaning Triptych #2

Description: ’Bright Earth Bird Of Emerging Human Unity’, The Meaning Of The Meaning Triptych #2 Mirapuri, 25th January 2015, wax crayon and acryl on canvas, 100 x 100 cm

Copyright: All Michel Montecrossa Paintings, Drawings, Photography, Digital-Art, Art-Objects and Movies © Filmaur Multimedia

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Ode to Mr. Jay

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Mr. Blue Jay you have got a bad rep

All that annoying Cah cahing, fighting

And bullying we see.

Might it be a facade? 

Is it possible,

You are more similar to me?

Not that I bully and fight, but

For those who delve deeper

Find hidden, buried treasures inside.

A place where warmth 

And the love infused heart resides?

What are you protecting Mr. Jay?

Some things which transpired in the past.

 Caused that cruel exterior you convey? 

What might help you to move beyond?

To embrace the freedom to sing

A joyful tune,

An uncommon song?

My wish for you is, something, 

Which shall interrupt your ugliness,

Allowing you, to

Present thou shine above all the rest.

The Blue Jay Reference the CornellLab of Ornithology

This common, large songbird is familiar to many people,

with its perky crest; blue, white, and black plumage;

and noisy calls. Blue…

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Before you crucify me, wear my shoes.

We are usually too quick to criticize others. We need to be in their shoes first

SPRINKLE OF THOUGHTS

“People who create their own drama deserve their own karma.”

It was early in the morning(1am) and as usual I coudn’t find sleep. Was writing my next post and so I just decided to check my Facebook and bam! I meet him online (let’s call him Clark)..That one friend who always says things yet never respects them…I was mad, outraged and so filled with bitterness…why? Was it because he never checked on me even after he knew I was kinda down and I needed support? Was it because I asked for his help and he just kept giving me excuses instead of being honest with me? Was it because I was expecting him to give me as much importance as I gave him? I couldn’t really determine the real reason..all I knew was I was disappointed.

I said “hi” and Clark was  like “Howareyoumy

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Child Of Tomorrow – lyrics & audio track

New-Topical-Song ‘Child Of Tomorrow’ by Michel Montecrossa with lyrics and audio track

CHILD OF TOMORROW

Child of tomorrow! Child of future call!
The world feels the sorrow,
feels when nature moans.
The grip is hard of man’s hand
on earth-nature’s throat!
Child of tomorrow: when will you be born?

I can see dead stuff in the water,
the poison of greed in the air,
bloodshed and misunderstanding
spreading everywhere.
The demons are multiplying,
want to kill the heart of earth.
Child of tomorrow: will this end with your birth?

Peace, love and joy and unity sweet
are the golden answers, you know,
to all this sickening mischief,
to the mad exploitation
of all that should be preserved.
Child of tomorrow: can you bring light to the earth?

In long, lonely dark hours
I endure the panic and the pain
of the crisis of humanity, the struggle for the grain.
In me I feel the power, the fire that will survive.
Child of tomorrow: first born from my soul’s height.

And I can see the other morning,
can see the growing light.
Sometimes we must endure,
sometimes we have to cry.
Sometimes it’s good to wait,
sometimes it’s good to try.
Child of tomorrow: sure, I’ll be on your side.

Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany

Child Of Tomorrow

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About the ‘Child Of Tomorrow’ album Michel Montecrossa says:
“Who is the child of tomorrow? Is it the one that comes with the sense of unity, peace, love and joy ending all bloodshed and bitter misunderstanding?
The child of tomorrow is first born in us who already live. Are we living unity, peace, love and joy?
Think straight and you know the answer of the future.”

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