Thursday, October 8, 2015

PhillyzJamPoet FAKE Fundraising???


I'm best known for my #YouTubeVideos on #Hair. As the only female in my household it was quite fun to play dress up and talk to like-minded individuals who could actually relate about the #SoftPink and Girly things that this #LateBloomer grew to love.  #YouTube is a fraction of a fraction of a FRACTION of someone's life.  I post things here and there about my #philanthropy as a tool to inspire involvement, yet there are so many things that are done behind the scenes that truly never make it to light.  Honestly, why should they?  A lot of these interactions are so personal in nature and absolutely NOT MY BUSINESS TO TELL, so I often carry in my heavy heart and soul the burdens of many.  Those who "knew me when" are aware that I have always had my hands in the community doing SOMETHING for my fellow man.  In high school & college, I volunteered at #NursingHomes and MOST of my friends fount that off putting and weird.  I know there are so many people out there with disingenuous souls, fake projects, and sideways hustles but that has never been an interest of mine to invest any energy into.  I am a Military Brat and the eldest of three, there has always been a sense of duty in me and I wear that proudly.  Unfortunately, there is a deep downside to the things I do.  It is so rewarding to rekindle a light and to have a front seat to watching someone's #testimony play out, but it is heart heartwrenching to watch a GREAT SOUL fight a good fight only to slowly dim and eventually fade away.  It is almost like I am a glutton for punishment because any sensible person would find it logical to steer clear of emotional things when they know they have a very big and open heart. ---- BUT HERE I AM.  These people are REAL.  These people I have hugged, held, and had them cry in my lap and on my shoulder.  These people fight for their lives and appreciate any small step of progression they can get.  These people keep me honest, humble, and grateful of my blessings despite whatever woes I experience.  These people have my personal numbers and information and often look to my videos while they are going through CHEMO, Sick from treatment, or just trying to hold on to something in life.  I am often hammered into the ground because of my method of delivery when it comes to my #YouTube videos, however has anyone considered there may be a #MethodToTheMadness?  It's called #MediaMedicine.  I never expected for a few #YouTube videos to turn into what it was, however I have done my best to handle it responsibly and use the blessings bestowed on me to #PayItForward.   I don't even sign on with #HairCompanies who do not commit to my Philanthropy.  So any company that I partner with, has ALWAYS been down to Sponsor by finance or product any initiatives.  #HairStopandShop always gave 20 brand new wigs Year over Year CONSISTENTLY for a few years running.  That is #EPIC to me.  There are many who have their gripes about RPGShow, but they have ALSO been down to assist and there are a few #CancerSurvivors who have received free #HUMANHAIRWIGS that they could not otherwise afford.

It is a little selfishly #CoDependent and this #Libra is working on balancing her scales - HOWEVER it is MAJORLY what my heart leads me to do. I guess it's the #PATH of an #EMPATH.  I have carried this #PassionProject on my back for years and in the last year or so my disease and all the losses wore me out.  I was weary and sick.  I was often angered at how people just don't care.  I became peeved at my OWN hair videos because I wanted people to care about and consider the people who didn't have ANY AT ALL because they were fighting an illness that threatened their lives and LIVELIHOOD while loved ones helplessly stood by praying for a miracle.  I hear it all #HairHatHooligan, I lack pride, my videos are insincere, but we never can tell can we? We have been duped by people who have shown us some serious emotion on camera only to find it to be a farce.  I can't tell you why REAL TEARS look so fake on camera and fake tears look so real, but I can tell you the people that I have come to know and admire...ARE REAL.  I worked for #MBNA and the cornerstone of this company was all about #CommunityService.  That tradition stayed with me and I am forever grateful to understand the sense of duty and pride that comes with helping others. As a #ManagementDevelopment participant, we were charged with raising over $100,000 for a homeless shelter.  We begged companies to sponsor, we harassed our coworkers to donate, and held a #BowlAThon to reach that goal & we did.  It was stressful and a part of me hated the whole #HatInHand feeling because I have ALWAYS worked for mine, but seeing those families' faces changed the game for me.

 I have participated in causes such as:


When my Grandmother died after a 10 year battle with #BreastCancer in 2009 it raised greater purpose within me.  My Grandmother, died in the living room of my childhood home and I watched her fade away slowly until there was nothing left but silence.  It still hurts me to recall such a memory as she was EVERYTHING to me and only 64 years YOUNG when she passed.



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Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Oh Sh!t My Hair Fell Out Series 4: Stress Energy Change

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Tuesday, September 29, 2015



I have been too sick to really ramp up for my non-profit.  I promised myself that when I got better, I would go full force 10-Fold for the many individuals fighting for their lives, for my loved ones who lost their lives, and for my need to stop being sick with the cries of help from the many unanswered emails when I was in and out of the hospital.  I have to thank my Sons for taking care of me and being so inspiring on my journey back.  It has been 4 years since I was well enough to walk and this year, I'm WALKING, I'm Walkin...I'm Walkin!!  I am not only walking, but I am raising money for these things:
  • Fundraising for Making Strides
  • Fundraising for Georgia Lupus Chapter
  • Fundraising for Lauryn (Neuroblastoma)
  • Fundraising for Custom Made Wig makeovers for Breast Cancer survivors who have received reconstructive surgery following a double Mastectomy

If you follow my Social Media, this is a familiar post to you.  It has been 24 months and I am still in the fight to assist those in need.

I am unsure if you followed or remember Brave and Beautiful Talia, but she unfortunately lost her life to Neuroblastoma.  This loss did not happen before she made sure WE, The People, gained an infinite amount of joy and inspiration before she left.  Lauryn suffers from the same illness and as my youngest son continues to grow hair for #LocksOfLove, I have made a decision to sell some of my belongings in an effort to raise money for multiple causes including Lauryn.  Here is a quick reminder of Talia:

We still have a beautiful BUTTERFLY fighting to be here and there is a need to assist with medical bills and other incidentals.  The family hasn't had the best of luck with donations from GoFundMe, So I decided to step it up and sell my own possessions for the sake of some Angels on Earth who need the help more than I need to keep these items.

Still thinking of you Jodi

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Friday, September 18, 2015

Oh Sh!t My Hair Fell Out Series Pt. 2: Chronic Disease

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Oh Sh!t My Hair Fell Out!

Chile! I wish you read it wrong, but you read it right!  My hair had fallen out something AWEFUL and suffered some major damage.  How does a #HealthyHairGuru and a champion for #LongHairNeedsCare experience hair falling out?

Well, partly because I am a moody woman with issues.  Is it just me?  Oh it is? Okay fine, then it's just me.  So hopefully you can watch this video about me and MY PROBLEMS and avoid having these same problems for yourself.  If you do have these problems and you still are dealing with it, I OVERstand Boo! Take your Time Eddie Kane Jr and when you feel like GOING ON - come to the bosom of Ya Girl, Philly! LOL

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Thursday, September 3, 2015

I Am - Inspired by Novel & Talib Kweli (Happy Birthday Novel)

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Black @zz Pot Calling The Kettle Crazy


I don't know about you, but if I had a dime for how many script flipping treacherous people I have ran across, I would be on a private island somewhere sipping tea with Kermit The Frog and his new muppet girlfriend.

I reconnected with an old friend after what we called a "group" friendship imploded.  I was very happy to see the friend and had swept a lot of mess under the rug.  I guess the friend would be remiss, if they didn't mention that another friend in the circle thought I was "Bat $H!t Crazy".  If you ask me about my crazy, I will often laugh and tell you I am down right certifiable, but coming from this source, the audacity really cooked my sauce.

I removed a lot of judgement to even associate with this female as she was a friend of a friend.  (You know how that goes).  This is a female who is a single mother of a son who curses, is disobedient as hell, all over the place, and gets the pleasure of hearing his Mother curse and pollute his brain with how messed up his Daddy is.  This is the same female who couldn't hold it together and put her child first at HIS birthday party because she wanted to pop off at his Daddy.  Now Pause --- I have sat at a birthday party for my son with his father AND THE WOMAN HE CHEATED ON ME WITH on top of abandoning his son when he was fighting for his life in ICU for this woman.  As a woman and an unselfish Mother, I kept my peace and my focus was on my son.  A real woman puts her child first, but HEY -- I didn't judge you.

Too many times this scatterbrained broad proved that she "Aint My Type of Hype" yet still received the benefit of my own benevolence when her own friends were calling her crazy behind her back.  I supported her business ventures, I visited her, and when her closest friend was trashing her for filth and hell bent on leaving her out of events, I remained impartial and fair.  What pisses me off about people and especially this chick is the fact that her life is a complete shamble, but she feels she is majorly qualified to talk about me.  So let's run this down on paper:

  • She has no man and is quick to get the liquor in her system and go full out hoe at a moment's notice
  • She decides to start a business but got shirts with the letters peeling off and not even a business card
  • She constantly is being taken care of by her friends but never seems to have the capacity to return it
  • She has zero business savvy, common sense, and didn't even have $10 to support her OWN friend's performance at FSO (yeah, I paid for her entry).

Her last act of foolishness was calling me over a situation where she knows one side of the story from another LIAR.  This was a business situation that she had no involvement and no information with.  Peep her decision making...She is in the car on the way to take one of our friends to IDENTIFY THE BODY OF HIS LOVED ONE THAT HAS PASSED AWAY.  While she is on the phone, I have no idea that this has transpired, but she chooses to argue about small stuff to which she has no credible information about.  When I find out hours later that my dear friend had died, I cannot lie - I was ready to rip her head from her body and drop kick it over the nearest goal post.  Who does that?

Of course at no point in time does she admit any wrong doing and for a long time I knew if I laid eyes on her I'd probably catch a charge.  After a lot of soul searching, I decided to forgive for me and although I hadn't done this heffa harm, I took accountability and apologized for the part I played in our arguments.  I picked up the phone like a WOMAN and called.  I got voicemail and left a message.  Again, this tacky heffa responds with a TEXT MESSAGE: "I got your message and if I have done anything to hurt you, I apologize." -- IF YOU HAVE DONE ANYTHING?  Okay girl.

Currently, she is sitting under the tailbone of the female who did her best to poison people's mind about her, criticized her parenting (instead of helping her), and planted seeds that she was a crazy liar who attacks people with knives and then lies about the fact that she was physically abused.  Additionally, this is the same chick that when a NEW chick came into the fold, she took up with her and they both dogged you and talked about you...but hey - You're a GREAT judge of character right?

So, in short, I spilled this story and came at it just as if we were sitting together in my living room sipping on tea or wine.  It is important that you really size up your detractors and determine if they are even qualified to enter in an opinion on you.  Do not let someone visibly broken try to size you up for chinks in your armor.  All I know is I don't need grown men to take care of me, cook for me, care for my child, and do my hair.  The same grown men that you didn't hang with at all when there was a rift in the group, but when the paradigm shifted and you found yourself OUT, you were over their house EVERYDAY.  Now that one of them needs you - you are nowhere to be found.  Big surprise.  (Not really).

So babes, I will continue on my BAT $hit crazy journey with my HUSBAND (that you don't have), my HOUSE (that you don't have and can't afford), Friends (that don't tell my business to anyone who listens and peppers it with judgement), my business (that I have ran for years while you can't even get a decent shirt made where the letters don't peel off), and my independence.  I can do my own hair, makeup, care for my kids, register my business, make business cards, and draw up proposals while you remain clueless about everything around you.  My children will grow knowing they have an unselfish Mother who knows how to put them first and compose herself.  People think your son is cute as a button, but BAD AS HELL.  The poor baby is just a reflection of his BAT $H!T crazy and clueless MOTHER.  ...but wait...I'm the crazy one? I guess girl.

**My loves, sometimes you can't sugar coat it.  Sometimes it is not about the diplomatic and politically correct way to say things.  These are real situations that happen to real people and while I can give a scholarly and positive dissertation on the trials of life, sometimes I just have to bring it down to the level and say - I suffer just like you.  I more than likely have the same passing thoughts you do.  I do not always handle things perfectly at it's inception, but I am introspective, and if it means enough, I will attempt to recover the situation.

In short -- some people are ignorant and you are well within your right to say.."I forgive you, but F* you...sincerely."**


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