Magnified Heart

This is an amazing magnified image of a heart that I lifted from National Geographic to share.

Video: Why Don't You Love Me

When I saw Solange post a link to this video, I ignored it- until a few seconds later when I realise that Solange herself had written the track. See, I'm more of a fan of Solange than Beyonce. I generally don't give Beyonce two glances; especially since I don't watch music television anymore, and I'm not a big music radio station person. Except on Sundaze. On Metro. Anywho, the other reason I paid attention to this video was because Melina directed the video, and I can't deny myself some Melina.

Why Don't You Love Me

Looking at it, the art direction is really fun, the wardrobe cool in that Beyonce way. Except, Bey wishes she was housewife material-she can't even cook to save her life. But ja, I love the song-you can tell that it's Solange's work - even though there's a credit for her sister (we know that story lol).



The song resonates so much with situations that so many women find themselves in, when they feel insignificant, like they are not good enough, and are not worthy of their partner's affection, even when they actually are. The worst thing about being in that situation is that it borders on emotional abuse. You find yourself wondering why such and such a person needs to stray to validate themselves when you- his wife (sexy, smart and all) are there waiting for him every night.

Why don't you love me?
Tell me, baby, why don't you love me
When I make me so damn easy to love?
And why don't you need me?
Tell me, baby, why don't you need me
When I make me so damn easy to need?

I got beauty, I got class
I got style, and I got ass
And you don't even care to care
Looka here
I even put money in the bank account
Don't have to ask no one to help me out
You don't even notice that

But maybe he doesn't love her because- as she says; she's got beauty and she's got class. She never mentions intelligence. But it's Beyonce. lol

Time: Pictures of the Week (s)

This is one of my favourite things to look out for on the TIME website. You have to go through the Pictures of the Week for a bit but some of the ones I enjoy follow.


I love all the volcano images- I don't know why, but I do love the glow and intensity of fire. At the same time, I also enjoy water images (hello, I'm a pisces). I also love the image of the vendor in Port-au-Prince (makes me think of Andrew). The image of the illegal weapons being set on fire in Nai...are those all the illegal weapons there? If so, I think I'll be moving the the East much sooner than I thought LOL. Another favourite definitely HAS got to be the image titled "13 Billion Year-Old Baby"- if that isn't beauty and testament to how amazing the cycle of life is...then I don't know what is. The image of the students looking at the Einstein manuscript gave me goosebumps...I know quite a few people who would be very interested in seeing that upfront. This is just so crass that I can't talk about it.

Above: 13 Billion Year-Old Baby

I love the picture of the waves crashing into the streets of Havana. Also love the overturned cars in Chile post 'quake. Lesson learnt: Nature rules. Man doesn't. The giraffes! A beautiful image and it pulled at my maternal heartstrings! I love nature in all its manifestations man. That shit with the Siberian tigers...then they wonder why the tiger went tiger and ate a trainer. I would also be pissed off if you trained me to do that; if man is so amazing, why can't it teach tigers to speak? At least the tiger would be able to warn you that it's getting annoyed with your condescending training. Tigers have pride too.

Thakadu

Friends that visit my house are always asking me why I have a porcelain model of an anteater in my house. It's my totem. If they are white, I have to explain away. Black people get it. But the story is kinda cool. My uncle has a big ant eater at the entrance of his drive way, and another uncle has named his farm Tlokwe. I was the apple of my grandfather's eye, and his nickname for me was Thakadu, so it's always with love when someone in my family calls me an ant eater (aardvark).


Here's the short of the story behind Thakadu.

Ke mo tlokwa Long ago, our totem used to be nkwe before we adopted Thakadu (ant eater) as our totem. This was after our people were preserved by the water found in wells dug out by diThakadu while we were in the wilderness after being defeated by Basotho.

LEBOKO LA BOTLOKWA

Re Mafifatswana a go rekwa ka kgomo,
Mafetakgomo a je motho,
Magadimana ntweng a a ja, ga a gadime,
Ba ha Mmakana a Mosima!
Bag a Musi! Mmolaa-moapei Moapeelwana a sale alla
Bag a Nkwenyana, a Nkwe o apareng?
KE APERE TAU!

I think being named for the anteater is a great honour. It means that like the anteater did for my people so long ago, I am more aware of my ability to preserve people when they are at their most vulnerable. If you ask any of my real friends, they'll tell you that this is definitely one of my more positive traits.