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I woke up this morning to learn that she killed her child. She shot her child. She literally killed her own child. I was shocked on the phone. What a way to start the week…

She says that she was stressed out. She says that the pressure of her situation was too much to take and that’s why she did it. She says, “All I ever wanted was love and to be in a peaceful place. But instead all I get is pain and pressure and hurt and torment and that’s why I did it!

I know that as you read this, you have a picture in your mind of the type of woman who would do something like this. In your mind she might be asian or white or black or petite or husky or maybe look crazy or have a mild manner about her. Well, let me add to the news that I received and that might help you to fill in the colors and shades of the outline that you’re creating in your mind. The child was only 7 months old….

And not 7 months old the way that you’re thinking. What I mean is… She was 7 months pregnant.

She was married once before. She got a divorce because she learned that her husband was cheating on her. She moved past the hurt and humiliation of that relationship and eventually re-married. Her second husband cheated on her as well.  She’s living everyday life with a budding life inside of her, swollen ankles, emotional waves, hormonal instability, but also hope, joy and optimism, while her spouse and “better half” is violating their vows… For a second time in her life. “All I ever wanted was love and to be in a peaceful place. But instead all I get is pain and pressure and hurt and torment and that’s why I did it!” As last week ended, so did her life and the life of her unborn child. She shot herself in the head. Maybe HE’s the murderer.

Cheating… I don’t even know where to start. Is the person we’re with not enough? Sex, on average, only lasts what…. 25-35 minutes? If that! Are the sneaky phone calls & text messages, and private Facebook messages and secretive meet-ups, and gas money to meet up and money spent on hotel rooms and/or meals and/or movie tickets, and time/effort/energy put into all of this really worth that half hour of lust just for you to like them less right after you get your rocks off anyway? Is it worth it? And trust me, I’m not acting holier than thou because I am guilty of cheating too! Most of us have done it, but why?!? Do we not have self-control? Do we not have an internal police and moral compass? Is respect for our relationship really that low that cheating is damn near a societal norm? What is really wrong with us?!?!?

And let’s not even get into marriage. That makes it even worse and more disgusting. I know that women cheat but this is really aimed at the men. We all really need to look at what cheating is and does. There is an unspoken agreement of terms when you get into a relationship. It is assumed that those terms will be acted out for the sake of building the relationship to a healthy place. When those terms are not upheld and even violated it makes no sense to even be in that relationship! I mean, like let’s really look at this from a logical standpoint. Why agree to commit to a person that you’re not going to commit to?!? JUST STAY SINGLE! I know I’m just venting but let’s really take a look at ourselves and the relationships around us. RELATIONSHIPS ARE ALL WE HAVE!!!! Everything on this planet, is catalyzed by way of relationship. Nothing can get done or achieved in isolation. No growth can occur in solitary confinement. All we have is relationships. And the male/female sexual dynamic is what populates the human race. It’s what keeps life going.  You get a stigma when you’re a crackhead or a child-rapist or even a thief but not for being a cheater… Why can’t we do it the right way?!?

Much love to Lisa, My prayers are with you and your circle. And C. Tucker, I’m sure this struck a chord with you also. I love you both dearly and I’ll continue to stand in the gap for any hurt or discomfort that may be there. Praise God…

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Let’s all get it together y’all. We all need to step it up and get this thing under wraps.

-Kel Spencer

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Have you ever blushed and covered your eyes as a child, while accidentally walking in on your parents slow dancing in the kitchen?

 

Have you ever come in the house from playing outside and your parents are nowhere to be found but as you walk towards the bathroom you hear the shower water running, and both of their voices coming from the bathroom? That kinda gave you the same weird/blushy feeling too, huh…

 

Or what about when they first sat you down for that “Birds, Bees, Flowers & Trees” talk and while you could hear their words, your mind couldn’t help but fancy the idea that they both had done this… and done this plenty!?!?

They love each other. And it’s unfortunate that  not enough children get to experience these weird, blushy feelings. It’s unfortunate that not enough children (or teenagers) get to experience that Exhibit A-Z kind of love. But Kel, why do you call it Exhibit A-Z love? I’m glad you asked;

Two people meet each other. They like each other. They trust each other. They grow to love each other. They decide to be committed to each other. They vow to be with each other forever, even despite the hard times and flaws. Then eventually, they create evidence of their bond. Whether an “accident” or planned out, they create a life. That life is Exhibit A-Z of everything that they’ve put into their love for each other, and everything that they plan to put into their newborn child. Not a “One Night Stand” Exhibit… Not an “Ooops, We were drunk” Exhibit… Not a “Well, how do you know it’s mine, I mean after all it was a group thang” Exhibit… And not one of those “Wait, I thought you were on the pill” OR “OMG, How did this happen?” Exhibits. Don’t get me wrong, all of the aforementioned exhibits produce beautiful people… positive people… world-changing and good-hearted people. But there is a certain security that often comes with being raised as an Exhibit A-Z child that I wish we all would think more about, before A- choosing a mate and B- deciding to have sex with them. Obviously, waiting until you’re married is what the standard is and what it should be in the ideal world. But if you fall short of that (which 98% of us have) there should come a time when the ONLY people you should be having sex with, are people who you can see yourself creating an Exhibit A-Z with. Why? Because you, your mate and the child, all deserve that type of environment… and because ACCIDENTS HAPPEN… ie The Maury Povich Show! So what made me post this? I’m glad you asked…

Just like last week’s post, I was talking to the little homie Dee again, and somehow this topic came up. I’m not sure how many of you want to admit this or are even aware of this but the first world that you are introduced to is, your household. When that world does not supply you with the love and security that you are naturally in need of, you will try to find it elsewhere. Lack of love and insecurity due to an absence of these at home, is the root of why street gangs and promiscuity (male & female) thrive! Does that mean that if you don’t get these things you automatically end up a Crip or a Stripper? No, that’s not what I’m saying. Some of our most prominent human figures and some of my best friends and favorite people come from “broken” and/or non-Exhibit A-Z homes however, a home that strays further and further away from the Exhibit A-Z model, has less of a chance of feeding its children the soul food and spirit food that the child needs. I’m guessing that this is why God did the whole Adam & Eve scenario and not an EBT & Eve scenario… One is just more ideal than the other.

Love is the most powerful force on the planet. Just like any other force, when it’s guided and focused in a specific direction (even if it has flaws) it can be used in an amazing way (ie a river or a laser). But when there is no focus, nor boundaries, nor specific direction this force can and will be in a chaotic sporadic state and that does almost everyone no good (ie hurricane, tornado or Tazmanian Devil lol). Specifically, I look at women in this situation. Why? Because I like looking at women : ) LoL! No, seriously… reason being, because what’s commonly missing from the household and inhibiting the Exhibit A-Z model is men. Waaaaaaaaaay too many fathers are missing. (See You Black Women, Smh). A result of this is A- Too many women looking too many places for love and security, B- Too many women forming this “I don’t need a man” mentality, which can make it harder than it needs to be when a man does finally come along and try to love you, C- Too many women settling for any ole dude who comes along and halfway, kinda, sorta, shows some affection.

I have friends from other races, ethnicities, faiths and backgrounds. And we often talk, and we make it a point to talk about the things that might make us all a little uncomfortable and might even offend each other but we do it out of love, ie My God is better than your God, and why do your people do XYZ, Yeah… those kinds of talks. Something was asked in one of these talks. The question was, “Why do so many black women seem so angry?” I was not offended when they asked me that. Not at all. Why? Because whether I agree with them or not, I can see why they would perceive that. I can see where they would get that from. And my answer to them was simple… “Because black women are hurting.” Anger is a secondary emotion. When you expect something, especially something that is rightfully yours (like love & security from home), and then you don’t get it, it hurts. And when you’re hurt deep enough and longer than you’d like, as a human, you will become angered. A lot of the neck rolling, finger snapping, “I don’t need no man” proclaiming, Reality show drink splashing, 3 & 4 Baby daddy having, I can drop-it drop-it lower than you for some money shouting women are hurt. Not all, but a nice amount of them. Too many of them weren’t presented to the world as Exhibit A-Z babies and whether they want to admit it or not… or if they even know it or not, something like that can stick with you, especially if it’s sticking with you in an unhealthy manner.

Before I end, I see in people’s comments and tweets and Facebook messages and BBM texts how people can mis-interpret words or become sensitive about an area that wasn’t even touched on so I’ll take this time to clear up any of that NOW:

“I know people who had both parents and they’re a hot mess. How do you explain that, Mr. Kel?!?!? Huh?!?” 

KS- Exhibit A-Z does not mean having both parents. It’s deeper than that. It’s when you were born as a result of 2 people planning and consciously deciding that your life will be the evidence of their love for eachother and their love for God and their ongoing commitment to that Love.

“I’m a Black Woman and I’m not angry!”

KS- I didn’t say ALL black women… I didn’t even say MOST black women. #iFiTDontApplyLetiTFly

“That’s wrong, Kel! When your little white boy friend ask about angry black women, how come you didn’t stand up for us and bust him in the mouF for that stereo-type?”

KS- Well, for one, he’s not white. And with all of the stuff on TV and in media and with very few black women doing anything to try to stop it but instead support it, tweet about it, use the phrases in their everyday speech, and rush home to catch it on TV, I can see why he said what he said and I can’t really be mad at him if that’s the extent of his exposure to black women.

I’m almost sure that I’ll have to clarify something else but I wanted to get those out of the way first. No offense…

If you can, create children as evidence and as an exhibit of your love for that other person and your corporate love for God. I can’t think of any better reason to have a child. For some of you, that statement might a little too late, and that’s fine. For some of you, you may disagree and have your own list of better reasons to have a child, and that’s fine too. But for me, when I have children, they will be A- an object of affection for my future wife and I B- a symbol representing the love, sacrifice, and commitment that God has shown me… That I now will show the child as best as I can in return and C- Exhibit A-Z of all the love, dedication, and mutual faith that my future wife and I have for each other and corporately for God. The kid might still end up on a Maury show but I’d like to think that their chances are minimal if/when I take the Exhibit A-Z approach.

 

I’m a writer… Which makes me a thinker… Which potentially makes me a World Changer.

-Kel Spencer

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The perfect human…Intelligent, wise, attractive, compassionate, humorous, caring, and all these other adjectives. This is the type of person we would love to be, if we had the chance. This is also the type of person that we would love to conceive, raise, and present to the world… Isn’t it? Well, I know I’d love to create and raise a child who was perfect… or as close to it as possible. One major problem exists though… We’ll get to it on a minute…

As some of you may know, I have my own creative writing program that I do with children. It’s called PENS OF POWER (<~ Click to Check out our new website). I was visiting one particular school on a regular basis and got rather familiar with the kids. With one child in particular, I told him to pull his pants up because I didn’t want to see his underwear. I said, “Joker, don’t nobody wanna see your drawz, pull your pants up. Do you do that at home?!?!” He laughed, pulled his pants up and replied, “Yeah we all do. I get it from my father. This is how he wears his pants.”  0_O   (See Butts & Belts)

On another occasion, there was a student (10 years old) who was tapping her feet on the chair in front of her, annoying the fire out of the child who was sitting in that chair. Her teacher tried to give her the stare down aka evil eye in hopes that the young lady would get the point and stop the tapping. Instead, she looks at her teacher and says, “Mr. Such and Such… Why are you looking at me sexually like that. You better stop…WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?! What is this chick being exposed to?!?!

I spoke to a friend on the phone last night whose son had a math assignment. It required that the students bring in cheerios to class to use as money. The teacher would use the cheerios as an aid to help the kids count, and then at the end of the exercise, they’d get to eat the cheerios. Her son ended up getting into an argument with one of the children he was partnered with and then had to sit in the corner. I’m not sure of the details of the argument but the fact that they had to pair up was because the OTHER child’s parents/guardian didn’t send them with cheerios. And because of the type of school this is, it wasn’t an issue of being underprivileged. What’s up with that?!?!

I talked earlier about raising the perfect child and then I mentioned there being one major problem… That problem is the fact that my kid is going to have to be around other kids whose parents are jerks! And when you come from a household lead by a jerk or 2 jerks, and then mingle with my kid, that may or may not affect what my Super Sperm and my wife’sExquisite Egg has produced lol! Don’t get me wrong, we all have jerkish tendencies and by no means do I really intend on raising the perfect child but I see a whole lot of stuff going on in these streets with these kids, man! A lot of stuff that I’m sure is a direct reflection of what goes on in their homes. I have friends who are in education and they look stressed from their jobs! Not just because of the regular stuff that kids put you through but because of the lack of quality parenting. It’s bad out here, man!

I used to want to have 5 children. But now that I look at all of the circumstances in society, that number has dropped to “2 AT MOST” and I’m dead serious! Some of you have children, And I’m sure none of my viewers and supporters are the JERKS at home raising these children… Right? Of course not… Some of you are raising other people’s children and if you’re like me you’re either on your way to being a parent or it’s in the not so distant future. I think this is and should be a major concern for us all and to be honest, I don’t really know what to do about it. You can’t really tell people how to raise their children, and I think that most of the people who are wise and mature enough to listen to parental advice are the people who don’t really need it. I look at these little jokers as our future doctors, and lawyers, and politicians and I’m nervous. I’ll be honest… I’m very nervous. I think we should start with the jerks that we know personally and maybe start sitting them down from time to time. Maybe this trend will catch on and make a difference. Otherwise, I might just keep my little super swimmers to my self… WORD!

Any jerks you want to comment on? lol

 

-Kel Spencer

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