Tuesday, October 1, 2013

GOOD HEALTH DRINK FOR WEIGHT LOSS - FELICIA'S OWN

TWO TABLESPOONS OF ALMASED
TWO CUPS OF MILK (2% OR REGULAR VITAMIN D)
TWO TABLESPOONS OF AUNT JEMIMA SYRUP
1 YOGURT .... TANGERINE STRAWBERRY SUNRISE
MIX TOGETHER AND IT TASTES LIKE A LIQUID BANANA SPLIT.
I am using this to get a little weight off and some missing protein and hopefully increase my metabolism.
SUBSTITUTE ANY FLAVOR OF YOGURT FOR A UNIQUE DELICIOUS SHAKE.
ALMASED CAN BE PURCHASED AT ANY GNC NUTRITION STORE.
NEAREST ONE IN MY LOCATION IS LOCATED NEXT TO MACEY'S IN SAGINAW, MICHIGAN. WISH ME LUCK. FELICIA :)

UNREPENTENT THOUGHTS AND FEELING OF OBSERVATIONS AND ANALYSIS

Eyes of cool look of resignation sea
Observing clearly a plot of great thought bring forth admiration quick
Casting aside remorse recrimination settle the thought of uncaring established she
Analysis quick hard settles the thought of judgment final
Firm is the hand of thought that prevails uppermost in mind of reason logic rational thought is negate the helping hand results in thoughts of hmmn
Caring for naught but necessary thoughts function is the reason success failure predict world all
Callous question a one of sad deduction marvels the one viciously assaulted continuously of sad pitiful insults of what fickle lame mind deduct a clue not
Great marvels indeed this huge mass that attack en masse but relative legal argument is surely a jest on them and all receive a mind missing sure ok'd
Grasping at straws a man woman in class of sewage is surely not a company kept indeed in industrious meticulous hygienic realms themselves
Ha Ha this sad lot of motley crue with minds of lies reflect the true legacy all know descend from
Slinging filth lies is indeed the moral fiber of society that this mindless fool rejected with cruel amusement
Surely the jest and jester is the braying cackle of a jackass that ceases not with foolish pride in achievement of a brain of mush is admirable than a stable grasp of manner relayed to what a supposed inferior that grasp words of magic that country slugs surely cannot grasp a sophisticated prose aimed at mockery to be relayed that world views them is pitiful.
One against the lies slurs gathered conspired when laws for someone black is no longer a factual protection because we are indeed the suppressor and not the freer of the oppressed.
Watching with fatalistic eyes the knowledge that what goes around roost of right in the nest of iniquity and not desired in the position to assist a bunch of uncomprehending surge of irrational minds with brains of too many overlapping folds that preventive comprehending thoughts of affects of tremor that ricochet on the so-called smart wonder who weave a plot deep.
This cool plot for a lover's quest of wrong shade is indeed the jest on the so-called brainact that marvel at a fluke that threatened the so-called hierachy of mental thoughts.
Using filth is indeed the tar feather that reflects civil unrest orchestrated by brainless non-directional superior class ones.
Boring schemes is the jest indeed on those that appear unscathe but the underlying insidious rot will indeed affect all. Too bad says the mindless fool who watches the nasty display of resentment, laziness, sloth and ridiculous higher elevated brains that cannot be surpassed without the prod of a stick too far in the arse to amuse the industrious youth of hard working crew.
Imagine that we have anal fixation of gay and straight that exhibit the most revolting repugnant characteristics of cheering to see one degraded defiled to savage with animalistic brutality.
Poorly educated without effort reflects the true moral fiber of today's seniors and ingrained imbedded because of the retarded notion that care is going to be given because effort is not the wish of youth and parental guidance.
Stealing of rights, liberty and mocking of other races is the spirit of today if a fluke is viewed as a threat to precious little darlings that grasp with pure lazy greed at all not theirs.
Unrepentent indeed is the depth of morrow and marrow buried in bones but hopefully a discarded trait when the ways are even out and the path cleared for clear discernment of right and wrong is evident for all who sea.
By Felicia McCaw

Friday, September 27, 2013

GINGER SPICE MAN

Looking far into a looking glass of shadows deeply
A woman of widow spirit stirred a potion of unremark
Chanting chanting Ginger Ginger make me a man of sweet love making of thrust and true
Swaying with sensual heat she tossed her hair of weird wild red
Licking full lips of sweet red roses she gasped with delight
Smoke colors of rainbow shimmered from the cutout man of gingerbread
Stretching with purrs of freedom out stepped man of purest fair
Eyes of widest green amber watched with predatorial heat
Ginger the James looked around eyes curious wide saying where am I?
My little noche of heaven she trilled lightly sweet
Walking with steps of wing light feet she stroked a chest of firm muscular flex
Looking at her with eyes of langorous latent heat he curved arms of muscular hard around form of curved sweet flesh of pale
Tossing hair of fragrance sweet she unveiled slim petal of throat with beat of fast
Curving legs of firm muscle around waist she impaled herself with continuous play
Growling deep within throat of firm he grasped derriere of round plunging deep fast hard
Minutes chimed until centuries than eoens as the play of love
revolved evolved clinging ferousiouly in ears of receptive call

By Felicia McCaw

Monday, September 23, 2013

A WOMAN'S SORROW OF CHILDREN GONE


Lights dimmed crying rainfalls of tears
Heart beat diminishing into soundless lessening beats
Every second a weeping willows cry of pain
Arms empty and full of barren years to go
Riding beneath surface is true knowledge of who cares but the mother
A blooming joy that was yesterday's sweet triumph became today's defeated resignation
Tenderly touching clothes outfitted for lilliput forms of joy bring nothing but tears of wells ocean deep
Straightening shoulders weighed down by grief, sorrow, anger, hurt does a woman continue on
Step by step down bricks of many changes caring, moods swinging does the path of healing begin and start

By Felicia McCaw

Monday, September 16, 2013

PUT A CHILD FIRST - FELICIA'S DREAM FOR PRESIDENT OBAMA TO INITIATE THIS CAMPAIGN FOR CHILDREN EVERYWHERE

One of the aspects of having a dream for our children is to ensure that their is a legacy to inherit.. WE HAVE TO FOCUS ON THOUGHTS of helping them understand that they are our life and thoughts of true fulfilling our true heritage so that it continues. Further and by doing so we can help them ensure that they know who they are!!!. Knowing your self is indeed the base of reality that cannot be shaken, removed, threatened or challenged because this is THE AMERICAN WAY AND DREAM THAT WE ALL SHARE.. WE HAVE THE RESPONSIBILITY to FIGHT FOR THEM AND HELP THEM BE WHO THEY ARE!!!. I AM CHARGING EACH CARING ADULT TO SUPPORT EACH CHILD YOU SEE IN DISTRESS AND HELP THEM MAKE IT AND GIVE THEM A PATH TO SUCEED AND FIND THEIR DREAM AND REALIZE IT TO THE EXTREME. PLEASE REALIZE THAT I AM NOT YOUR ENEMY BUT JUST A DREAMER THAT SEES YOU AS OUR MOST PRECIOUS COMMODITY.. Some avenues of directions reflect challenges.. CHANNELS OF LOVE FOR A CHILD INCLUDE:. BEGINNING PHASE - This is the phase that begins the intiial thought of how to help a child.. SECOND PHASE - As in all stages is the realization that everyone is human and is prone to failure the first time and allow the forgiveness to be accepted by self and resolve to try again.. THIRD PHASE - This is the step that keeps you humble, grateful and ensures that you strive again to try again.. FOURTH PHASE - This is the stage that says that I made it and I am a success and allows knowledge to impart to others and gives internal directions to alleviate failure to a certain amount and support continual sucess.. By Felicia McCaw

A NIGGER'S TEARS

Drops of pain surfaced a face of sweet face refined.
Looking at each drop with disdain none cared to wipe away a streak of furrows.
Channeling paths crossed many significant journeys these tracks encompassed thoughts of past thrashing of life and troubles.
Looking at neither for or against these pebbles of rocks thundered against skin of soft and hard.
Crying songs of centuries of misery they clapped as bolts of thunder to announce all.
Trembling and shaking these tears gathered as storms of yesterday's destiny and fate.
Caring not for announcement they lived with life of vibrancy shimmering with rainbows enclasped within each drop.
Wiping tenderly they clasped each finger with thoughts of sad remembrance.
Shaking and gazing deep at each they murmured soon soon a day will come.
Fortunes brought not but tears of pain, sorrow, remember well a life of free zeal. By Felicia McCaw

JOQUINA - My Sweet Second Daughter

Eyes of the lightest hazel gold
Skin as silk of purest rain drops of gold
Laughing happily she mellowed a harp's cry of joy
Voice of song of hummingbird's play
Hair of curly black weight of gold's honor great
Feet of dainty proportioned fragile sweet delicacy
Features of refined sculture gazed at world with wondrous thought
Fair of form she curved a circular path around
Long nimber fingers flowed over keys of ivory and black
Intellectual studies of thought found wells of storage of welcomed memories
Sister of Jasamina she mimic her shadow she sea
Precious love of her mother's heart she fulfilled her dreams of great thought and deed
By Felicia McCaw