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T. Jai

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About Me

MyGen Profile Generator About me? What can I tell you that you don't think you already know? Giggle. I once said that I was finding myself and he replied, "in order to find yourself you had to have already known where to look!" I am my mother's daughter & my father's boy. I was the fat little girl who sat in the back of the class & raised my hand every time the teacher asked a question, because I refused to play dumb. I am the student that loves the classroom & will never stop learning. I am the curious rebellious child that still asks questions I know will never have answers. In some ways I still have that stubborn hard-headed streak. I am the woman who has made mistakes, learned from the them, & loves people the way I've seen my mother love my father after 26 yrs. of marriage. I am an aspiring poet who loves music, is health conscious, & a walking contradiction. I am the athlete that will never really fully let go of basketball. I am the wounded walking & loving. I am damaged goods, but never permanently scarred. I refuse to walk with tainted eyes. I am the woman that will always welcome new experiences, people & love. I am the same woman who doesn't take crap off of people & who can love you unafraid to put you in your place if you get out of line. I am the faceless majority. I am the overlooked & sometimes recognized. I am the woman that believes in herself & the words she writes or speaks. My journey is mine alone. I have my own mind. I'm not looking for any hand-outs. I'm looking for truth, wisdom, hope, encouragement, genuineness, & those unafraid to teach me. I am a harsh reality & a myriad of many things. Mere sentences & words could never define all that consists within this entity.
-T. James

"Success is a journey, not a destination."



Status: in a relationship
Here for: one who can fill my blank spaces.
Orientation: come find me & Eve in the garden of Eden. i'm such a fucking lady. such a girl. oh so feminine with a hint of tomboyishness.
Hometown: from my mother's womb to my mind.
Body Type: athletic/toned. she said my body was a sign that said welcome to heaven. ever wondered what heaven looks, feels, & tastes like? Grin.
Ethnicity: black.
Religion: truth seeker.
Sign: we had chemistry cause i'm a virgo.
Smoke / Drink: No/No.
Children: yes some day i'm gonna have well behaved polite genius prodigies.
Occupation: to bring smiles, laughter & mental stimulation to beautiful strangers. to set the standard of many things you didn't think life could bring & to raise the bar.


My Interests



Random .who i would like to meet.genuine honest folks. anomalies. poets. those who share a passion for words like me. dream catchers. truth seekers. daydreamers. hopeless romantics. men who aren't afraid of being vulnerable. women who are so much more than they are expected to be. artists. someone who can put me in my place. someone who can teach me news things & who is equally unafraid to be taught. someone who can teach me how to salsa. someone who can teach me how to play guitar. sweethearts. kind gentle souls. night owls. people unafraid to grow. those who refuse to conform. those who realize i am not to be tamed.

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Poetry



I.We keep strangers on the side; they complete our meal. We arrange our Ps and Qs, code vegetables and fruits into poems to be decoded and miscoded—that the reader may ask or consider during consumption, “Is this for me?” Is this good for me? Good for you?You would know my flavor, if you’ve tasted: my affection isn’t seasonal.I have learned not to wonder how many creative seeds she’s planted in our backyard—winter, spring, summer and fall. And still, nothing—short of/out of: anger. Too bad we can’t live off that: too bad.I serve heal/thy self prose. She will mistake it for rhetoric; that is what familiar looks like.There was a time that my hunger superseded my intelligence, but her lack of concern taught me to fast, which improved my intuitive ability; and will eventually leave her starving—for what I can no longer produce: fertile ground. Most third worlds have that problem, though their protruding stomachs would seem contrary: instinct bloats and fills.Food for thought has no preservatives: I spoil: salt my ego with your tears. “Is this for you?”
-Seven

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My Blog

My mentor...

To my mentor, who I proudly call Mr. 3000, I am so grateful for you. I know that we have crossed each others path for a reason. I hold that truth to be self evident. I am unworthy of such blessings be...
Posted by T. Jai on Thu, 17 Apr 2008 08:24:00 PST

Funny?

I wasn’t what you wanted, but I was what you needed.I wasn’t what you needed, but I was what you wanted.I was what you wanted & needed, but you couldn’t handle what you had praye...
Posted by T. Jai on Tue, 08 Apr 2008 06:05:00 PST

Reading the Wallstreet Journal

Bhutan ended its complete monarchy in the himalayan kingdom by electing its first prime minister. Bin Laden’s deputy urged muslims to attack jewish and U.S. targets world-wide in retaliatio...
Posted by T. Jai on Fri, 28 Mar 2008 09:53:00 PST

The makings of a slave

"LET’S MAKE A SLAVE" by Willie Lynch   The Origin and Development of a Social Being Called "The Negro" The following Information Is Consider Offensive!! Let us make a slave. What do we Nee...
Posted by T. Jai on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 07:33:00 PST

Lets get something straight...

In this world I don’t buy the service I buy the result. If you tell me you are going to do something you need to follow through on your word.  
Posted by T. Jai on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 09:05:00 PST

.honesty.

I NEVER LOVED YOU ENOUGH TO HATE YOU!
Posted by T. Jai on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 08:47:00 PST