When is it ok....?

I was planning to do my usual writing and drawing but today I had to step back because something I recently learned about has my mind racing in a different direction. What I heard brought back other thoughts I had on things that I had heard within the past few weeks. There are so many ways to talk about this so I'll just go with questions -

When is it ok for cops to brutally beat an innocent person and just get reassigned? Follow the link ~> http://www.blackamericaweb.com/?q=articles/news/moving_america_news/15908

When is it ok for a religious leader to preach judgment is a sin but then turn around and judge a member of their church in front of all the other members and say they are possessed? *Love is Love*

When is it ok to be African American and say "What do the people of Haiti have to do with me?"

When is it ok to hate on someone when there are already forces against them?

When is it ok to call a person a 'thing' or an it when they are a person just like you? (and a bigger person than you are since you had the audacity to do that)

Before I close out this blog I do want to give credit goes to two particular people for this blog because I wouldn't have written it if I didn't hear about it and if they didn't fuel the fire that made me write it *Love you two so much*.

Also I want to recognize just a few of the people that I personally admire because they inspire me by how they just be them and/or do great things. Tasean, recent cohost of a very excellent BlogTalk radio show. Jazzie and the other people of The Urban L Magazine *I read it very often*. V. Bella, a great writer and all around wonderful person. The great people and personalities that make up 3minds, much love goes to them for their products and live Friday night show. Much love goes out to all of the people I admire. *If it was even a short time ago and I didn't have the inspiration I do now, I couldn't have written something like this.*

My thoughts 1 (rambling)

For 2010 I vowed that I won't be n a relationship, flirt or do anything socially beyond friendship because most of the time it's too much of a distraction and I don't have time for that. However there are days or moments where being single sucks. I write romantic stories and draw romantic pictures most of the because it's my dream to have that one day. That meaning genuine love, nights (and days) of passion and warm arms when I want or need them...Warm arms that rescue you and seem to be the only security you need.I get a wonderful feeling just thinking about it. Nights like this I think about music more than usual. If it's not the words that clear my head it's the beat and feel of the music. Avril says it best. Even though she's talking about a stranger it's like the stranger somehow has the ability to take her away. I long to escape. To a city or a beach and hopefully closer to genuine love.