This, for many, is a trending topic. When I was in high school, I found out that, me being black, I was considered a minority. There was nothing wrong with this, at all. In fact, I liked it. I like meeting new people and welcoming new ethnicities as friends. I enjoy it more now that I'm more open minded and in tune with my own intellect. More importantly, it was the way I was raised...
When I was 8, my Mother married a caucasian man and it changed my life forever. I was no longer going to live in the ghetto, for one. I no longer had a real reason to get in trouble for no reason, if you will. It began to make sense to me that it was okay to befriend, date, and even marry interracially. I am so grateful and blessed to have had my eyes open to this at such an early age. Okay, shall I stop rambling about my story? Yes. To my preferences now...
Black women. You are all beautiful. If you haven't noticed, black women or black folks in general tend to have the whitest smiles. The next time you're out and about, look at your chocolate neighbor, right in the mouth and watch their smile shine. Besides that. I, personally, can only befriend the black women. No, I'm not racist at all. My Mother was the most beautiful women in the world, in my eyes. One thing you must know and understand about me is that I look up to my Mother. She once said to me, "Dating/Marrying a person of the same race gets boring." I believe that whole heartedly. I like odd things. I love spontaneity. For example, I marry a girl that is far from my ethnicity. We make love and have kids. Our child comes out with light brown curly hair and gorgeous hazel eyes. With this child's mouth closed, there will be no resemblance of he/she being my child. But let the child smile. The smile of that child will be just like mine. That is the beauty of interracial love. If one is able to notice the most delicate things on a child that relates to the Father, I am at peace. Black women, please do not take it personal (I know some of you are sitting, reading this, mouth dropped). It only means that I am different. Good or bad; that's for you to judge. I still love you and I'm grateful for you. Thank you for being sisters to me...
White women. You are all beautiful too. Where do I start? As you know, from the paragraphs above, my Step-Father is white. I love him to death. He has taught me how to be polite and how to use my manners. All in all, I now know that there is a time and a place for everything because of that man. With that said, I have befriended you, I have dated you, and I'd marry you. There are tons more great things to say about you all, but, I must confess; there are just enough bad things to say. I start with your attitude. Some of your have your heads up your ass. You're too snobby and dramatic. I dislike that very much. If you could just be grateful and know that you are taken care of, I would not be saying this. It needs to change. Now, not all of you are like this. Don't sit and read this and think of a way to retaliate. Onto the greater things about you all. The majority of you love the beach. I am a lover of the beach as well. It is such a natural playground and a beautiful place. Many of my songs were thought of/written on the beach, believe it or not. Beyond that, most of you have great taste in music. If I were to say "Hendrix at Woodstock" you would know where to find the best quality video for that saying. Music is my life, by the way. To conclude, I do believe that it is the white women that shall give me my oddly beautiful children. If you all didn't know, I'm getting ready to be an older brother in January. My sister is on her way and her name will be Lillian Avery Jones. My biological Father made love to a white women. Damn; if I didn't know any better, I would say its in the blood. Need I say more?
I posted a status to my websites saying that I would blog about this. A young lady commented on it saying, "What about hispanics?" and so I told her I was colored blind. It's true. If we really want to get down to things, I would date hispanics. But that is not the point of this blog posts. I wrote this to get the whole, "Black or White" conversation off of my shoulders and out of my hands. I remember in high school, there were black girls that would call me a sell out because white girls liked me and I would always be surrounded by them. I took it as pure jealousy. Of course, they couldn't admit it, but there is no other word for it. So this is just to set the record straight; I am not at all racist. Just different and easily entertained and inspired. I do get bored easily. My imagination won't let me sit in one place for a long period of time. With that said, my imagination is the reason for me striving for odd beauty. Don't hate. We're all different. Some more than others. This is who I am...
I'd like to thank my Mother for marrying the most amazing man in the world and giving me a Step-Father that I can count on. I'd also like to thank my Step-Father for creating an important part of my imagination; the odd side of beauty...
