Of all the internation awareness days today means the most to me. This year is sixty years since I was first trafficked. I shared this post on my IG page today. https://www.instagram.com/theperfecttenclub Today is about awareness so I am sharing in as many places as I can. If you see posts on your social media pages highlighting awareness of human trafficking today. Help bring more awareness and share. Please share. I was trafficked as a child from 1966 until 1977. World Day Against Trafficking in Persons 30th July 2026 Thank you. Stay well 🙏 ♥️ #worlddayagainsttraffickinginpersons 2026 #alittlegingerboy #hope

Congratulations. You fumbled a woman who would’ve prayed for you, pushed you, and probably packed your lunch. Instead, you chose community service for the streets. I’m Haitian. We season food, spot foolishness, and remember everything. You thought cheating made you a player. No… It just made you unemployed from the best position you ever had. I’m a Pisces. I don’t argue. I collect evidence like seashells quietly, beautifully, one lie at a time. Then one day, I disappear. No announcement. No paragraph. Just… poof.. Now you’re left re-reading old messages like they’re Scripture. Your confidence was sponsored by delusion. Your intelligence was buffering. Your loyalty had a thirty-day warranty, and expired before the receipt printed. You walked around like God’s favorite gift to women. Meanwhile, your hygiene was negotiating with Mother Nature. Baby.. The only thing growing naturally should’ve been your maturity. You kept saying, “Nobody compares.” You’re right. Nobody compares to a woman who leaves without begging for closure. See.. My petty doesn’t flatten tires. It inflates standards. My revenge doesn’t scream. It glows. It gets healthier. It writes books. It cashes checks. It laughs in Haitian Creole: “Ou pèdi yon bon bagay.” You lost something good. And the funniest part? You still think you left me. No, sweetheart. I graduated. You repeated the class. So here’s my final gift:May every woman teach you the lesson you refused to learn from me. Because karma, has perfect attendance, and unlike you, she never misses an appointment. 07/26/2026

Some truths grow too complete to remain hypothetical. Fullknowing is the moment awareness fills the entire inner room. The answer gains enough weight to change every decision waiting nearby. There is a peculiar mercy in reaching this point. Uncertainty loosens its grip, and the body redirects its energy toward what the soul has already settled. Fullknowing carries the gravity of recognition after the final piece has found its place. What truth has already filled the room inside you? ✨ SEAL OF ENOUGHNESS ✨ I honor what I know in full.

Did you know men believe in fairy tales That our hearts yearn for a happily ever after to come true For me it started as a little boy dreaming the dreams that little boys do Where I envisioned myself as a hero coming to my woman's rescue And those dreams are where my issues ensue Delusions of wanting to be your knight in shining armor Unaware that was my problem Cause in my head I made you out to be a damsel in distress Wandering around lost and helpless Instead of a partner I wanted to spend the rest of my life with I was senseless to what relationships are actually built with Oblivious that reality doesn't coincide with fiction and because of that I failed before we ever started the quest For growth and development that was probably for the best A lesson I'd love to object or even forget cause all that's left is the regret I now live with The pain, the shame, the wondering what ifs The learning that happily ever after isn't where the story ends The fairy tales I grew up watching as a kid never showed me how to handle this And because of that I started to question fairy tales a bit No one told me how to move once the story hits a rift Let alone how to shift once it no longer exist So, tell me how do you live when the fairytale ends "Griot of the 13 Court Guards" - BANKAI 🫰🏾🫰🏾 An'twion Shamar

I was trying to describe my office, Root n Branch Acres in the Wounded Healer Room today. Moved in nearly 18 years ago. It was a derelict ex military site. Full of rubbish and burnt out cars. We work on the site with SEND students, the majority of whom come from extreme trauma backgrounds. Lacking money the site has been developed around recycled resources, the advantage is there is nothing on site we are precious about. There are no locked doors and all of our approaches are based on play. Too often we find students arrive with little or no experience of play. Sadly some children have no time, opportunity or permission to play, the foundation of learning. The premise of the design is my imagination as a child. During times of adversity I would escape into a world of imagination. Root n Branch Acres is that world. As much as the site is designed to help my students, I know it has helped me more. So I thought I would share a walk around my imagination, the place I dreamt of when I was a child. I hope it brings you a little peace and raises a smile.