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Hilda

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About Me

I am a Cubarican (Cuban & Costa Rican) from the NYC. Currently residing in the UP- UPTOWN section of Manhattan - Inwood, or as I like to call it IN-HOOD!!! Molded since childhood by "Strength, Courage, and Wisdom" the three women in my family. Hip- Hop raised me and Poetry fed me sanity, hence my passion for self-expression in the form of writing. Peace, Love, and Freedom !!!!!!!!!!!Layout made by ryanne at CreateBlog.com .
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My Interests

I enjoy long walks in the park, violin conciertos, and occasionally just for fun like to throw my self out of airplanes. LOL!!!! But seriously folks, I just love to laugh. There is always a smile on my face. I love Music, dancing, and simply just living. I love my family. Love to get down in the kitchen, when there is more than one person eating. Ask my son!!! There is nothing like some cuban black beans and Ropa Vieja, with some platanos maduros. (Damn, I must be hungry)! Spending time with the people you truly love, scheming on how to take over the world is classic. Ya'll know who you are!

Music:

I love Music, All types of music. From the Afro- Caribbean beats that showed my heart how to dance, To the boleros my mom used to blast on Saturdays while cleaning the floors with King Pine. The Fania legacy that my father passed on when he would be jammin with Papo Pepin, and Roberto Roena. I can remember watching my Godmother get wicked on the timbales. If there were no instruments it would be a bottle of rum, and a spoon to make the clave pop. Tabletops became quinto skins, improvising rumbas in an apartment on Rosedale Ave. in the Bx. To recording Rakim on a cassette straight from the Radio Station on my boom box, so that I could rewind and write the lyrics till I memorized them. (Damn I just dated myself for real!) House music all night long!!!!! I live house music, it is a feeling that not too many people can comprehend, but those of us who have been touched by it's spirit can always hear the message... Peace, Love, and Freedom!!!! I will listen to any thing as long as I can relate to the artist in some way, whether it is lyrically, musically or spiritually.

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Heroes:

All the GUERILLERAS in my family.My Abuela,Mami & Madrina. They are the foundation for all the great things i have accomplished and all the things left to conquer. My little Warrior Marcus... Look out for this one, he's serious. image credit to: Kristian Russel

My Blog

Black Coffee In Segregated Miami!!!!

 I was lost in the smell of fresh mariquitas(plantain chips) marinated with mojito sauce (Garlic sauce), while quenching my thirst with a frost kissed Materva ( A mate soda cubans ...
Posted by Hilda on Mon, 19 Feb 2007 12:46:00 PST

CHILD SUPPORT

It is time that we(both men and women) come to the realization that our children are not pawns in a chess game.  It is straight up disgusting to see how relationships deteriorate and no considera...
Posted by Hilda on Wed, 24 Jan 2007 12:23:00 PST

Heavy Weight Champion of the World!!!!

My three Mothers taught me how to struggle.  They taught me how to find the strength hidden underneath the contour of my breast and fight.  All three of them showed up to my birth beari...
Posted by Hilda on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 10:21:00 PST

DNA

DNA Don't Know anything bout running She just stays there breathing life through oxygen tubes She stares Light reflected through her eyes Blue like the deepest sea, Whiter than freshly picked cotto...
Posted by Hilda on Wed, 04 Oct 2006 10:35:00 PST

Where oh where have all the female emcees gone?

We be in the heart of the hood, Flowers blooming through the cracks of concreteWe be water flowing from fire hydrants, Coolin In da middle of da blockWe be white tees and locksWe be slam dunkin heart ...
Posted by Hilda on Mon, 01 May 2006 12:02:00 PST