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Black Lives Matter



It's taken me a while to write this.... or anything because like you, and many others... I'm tired and I'm angry.

I'm still, angry.

And, I wanted to be sure I'd felt everything I needed to feel in the time that I felt them and that my emotions were in the place they needed to be in so that, this post, didn't come off sounding like another angry post.

However, if it does, so be it.

It's not the fact that, another innocent black man lost his life at the hands of those promised to protect and serve,

But the fact that innocent black men, black women, black children, BLACK PEOPLE, continue to lose their lives at the hands of those same men and women in uniform as if, it's a sport.

As if, there's more black people that'll just pop up like weeds in place of the one that's gone.

It's not right.

It's not right.

And yet, it keeps happening.

It continues to happen.

And maybe my frustrations come from the fact that it could all be avoided. It could honestly, not even be happening right now or at all if, those same people who promised to protect and serve for the benefit and welfare of the American body simply.... did that. If they just simply stopped killing us.

But, of course, that sounds like an extremely, unrealistic request.

How dare we want to be treated as a living, breathing person.

How dare we call for justice of our fellow brethren who have been shot down or suffocated or hunted and killed.

How dare we.


How dare you.

How dare you treat black people as though protesting is not within our rights as American citizens thanks to the 1st Amendment of freedom of speech. How dare you use an weapon deemed illegal in the acts of war on American citizens who are expressing their right to protest. How are you continue to kill us and more than anything, how dare you continue to get away with it because the same system that was designed to protect us is the same system allowing for these officers to walk away freely from their crimes.

It's disgusting.

However, none of this was the point of this post and before I get too deep into the passionate rabbit hole, I'm gonna bring it all back to the main point.

I had to take the time to feel my emotions in order to even begin to write this.

You all, should do the same.

While you're spreading awareness, protesting, donating, being black... take the time to feel whatever, you need to feel, in the moment you feel it. If you don't, it makes it almost, impossible to do the work that needs to be done which is spreading awareness. The more people know, whether they chose to acknowledge it or not, is the closer we, as a people, as black people, get to seeing and living in change. Some real, change.

Don't let it fester.

I'm not asking, if Black Lives Matter. You know they do. I'm not just, saying, that Black Lives Matter. Again, you know they do. We wouldn't be here on God's green earth if otherwise.

Be angry, but don't become angry

It's ya girl, IT'S MAYA,

and I'm out.

(follow me on Instagram @mymaya_ or on Twitter for more, insightful meaningful content @ohMAYAgosh_)

Wellness Check??

Maybe, it's just me not wanting to talk to people.

Maybe, it's just me and not wanting to socially interact.

Maybe, it's just me getting used to this whole social distancing thing.

Maybe, it's just me.


I do not appreciate when I receive wellness check type of messages.

It's like, reminding me that I need to be checked on and it doesn't sit well with me.

I know, most, maybe not all of the time, they are done with pure, genuine intention. I know that.

However, I don't get that genuine feel from those kinds of messages.

I get the, she needs to be checked on, feeling and it makes me feel... like a burden. Almost as if, I know you don't want to... but you feel obligated to do so and then, I feel as though I'm obligated to respond with the proper answer because you've already made the first move by reaching out. Now, I gotta come up with something pleasing so that the conversation can continue up to standard before you feel fulfilled in checking up on me and I'm not being left alone for the next few weeks.


maybe it's just me,


if I wanted to talk or text or be heard from, I would reach out.

Let me, reach out.

I know everyone's not like that.

I know there are people who appreciate the thought and the act of being checked on.

However, as for me, and my cell phone,

if I wanted you to know how I was doing, what I was doing, or what my plans are,

believe me, you'd know, as soon as possible.

But, don't be like me.

If you have friends that care about you, as immensely as they possibly could and want to genuinely know how you are, with the genius desire to help you relieve any type of stress or pent up emotion that being locked in the house for months can induce, let them.

Be open and receptive to it.

Depression is serious.

Anxiety, is serious.

Mental health, as a whole, is serious.

Take it seriously.

And if no one is reaching out and you know that they won't, it's ok to become that friend with the pure, genuine intentions.

That goes hand in hand with knowing who your friends are.

You know who you create relationships with.

You know how the person within the relationship you share, operate and in being their friend, or their person or even just someone who cares for them, you know how they receive these type of messages or phone calls.

With that being said, don't overstep on boundaries that have already been pre-established and, don't shut down when someone makes the effort to reach out and check on you... even if you wish they didn't.

The sooner you answer,

the sooner it's all over....

... if you're lucky.

It's ya girl, IT'S MAYA,

and I'm out.

(follow me on Instagram @mymaya_ or on Twitter for more, insightful meaningful content @ohMAYAgosh_)

Yo Maya, Whats Poppin???

What’s it like to be home during a quarantine?

Oh, it’s so fantastic.


I’m so close to going insane and it has nothing to do with the fact that I’m home with my parents, at all. No, more so, everything to do with my once introvert self, being in self-isolation and it’s not by choice. It’s because I was told to stay home, that I have no desire to stay at home. Maybe it’s the Aries in me, or the always wanting to do the opposite of what I’m told that has me feeling this way. Restless. Who really knows for sure. All I know is that, if given the choice of staying home for $500 or running free doing any and everything I want to do, outside…. I’d have to strongly consider the options. Restless. I think that’s a better way of wording it opposed to “cabin -fever” though I am feeling slightly feverish thanks to the air conditioning turning on and off, thanks auto setting. I shouldn’t be complaining. I’m thankful and more than anything grateful to have a home to be locked up in, with air conditioning, a roof over my head and food to eat. I am grateful. I just wish I had a choice in the manner but, oh well. I’m sure to get over that within the next hour. Anyways, stay home. Hug your family members a little bit tighter. Don’t be afraid of saying I love you and meaning it. Make pointless and dumb TikTok videos if you so please because it makes you feel better, or distracts you. Read that book you were putting off. Do that research you’ve been dreading. Make this time productive… or don’t. Relax how you so please and don’t let social media make you feel bad about how you choose to spend your time during this pandemic. Your care, is self care. I’ve finished an amazing trilogy and watched the movies for it. I’ve looked into learning a few new trades. I’ve spoken and FaceTimed with friends I haven’t been in the best contact. I’m one week away from celebrating my birthday, again, shout out to my fellow Aries. I’ve bugged my parents and chilled with my brother. I’ve caught up on some great sleep and more than anything, I’m getting to know myself more and more because news flash, you are an ever changing and evolving being which means, learning yourself over and over again is essential and necessary so, do that and be shameless in it. Ok, I think this is enough… right Mike? Anyways, listen or don’t. I hope it maybe helped you or you at least feel what I’m saying in some way or sort. Regardless, I said what I said.

It’s ya girl, IT’S MAYA,

and I’m out.

(follow me on Instagram @mymaya_ or on Twitter for more, insightful meaningful content @ohMAYAgosh_)

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Not Another Slave Movie?

Mike's Got Something To Say

HARRIET has opened in theaters across the country. I know what you are thinking. A film about Harriet Tubman, another slave movie, I’m not going to see that…Well YOU should and here is why.

First, let’s talk about the history. The textbook accounts and tales of Harriet Tubman aren’t fabricated as some may think. Her story is unique…But simply, she was born in Maryland, into slavery in the early 1800s. She experienced trauma very young when she was hit in the head by her slave owner. All accounts relate the object to being heavy and metal. I don’t know about you, but anytime you are hit in the head with any metal object, your life will change. But as we continue, she gets to a point where she decided to seek her freedom. And she did. Escaping slavery, she returned multiple times to Maryland freeing over 70 slaves. Accounts say she carried a gun. That being part of her methods for keeping men and women united as she led them north. As Frederick Douglas and others worked in legislation to end slavery, it was said Harriet was there, being one of very few women to advise such council. During the civil war, we were taught she was a spy for the union army. However countless research, in my eyes, she was a leader, Captain, Colonel, Sergeant, being she is the only woman and first woman to be listed in the history books as leading an armed assault against the confederate.

So, if you think you HARRIET is going to be your typical “another slave movie”, you obviously have no regard for our history or about those who overcame during such a vicious time in the past of the United States.

Secondly, this continued reign of uplifting our black women, Black Girl Magic, Black Women Rock, it must never stop!! Director Kasi Lemmon paints a picture of Harriet Tubman perfectly with Actress Cynthia Erivo. She embodies what I think black women are, Our Strength, Our Encouragement, Our Partners, Our Nurturers, Fierce Protectors, Spiritual Connectors…just Devoted Beings. Lemmons takes every account ever told of Tubman and links them into the perfect story of the most famous conductor of the Under Ground Railroad.

Do me a favor! Go see this movie. Not just for numbers, not just for supporting Director Lemmons (Eve’s Bayou), Cynthia Erivo (Widows) and an excellent assemble of black casting featuring Janelle Monae, Leslie Odom Jr., Omar J. Dorsey (Queen Sugar), Vanessa Bell Calloway, Daphne Reid (Aunt Vi #2, Fresh Prince)……but our story should never be discarded, shared in disdain and NEVER FORGOTTEN. It is not our present or future, but the PAST that has made us such a powerful force of people. Always remember the journey!!!


Mike B

 Melanin News

Media Girls On Tour

Oct 3, 2019​

Randi O stopped by to check out Media Girls on Tour where they highlighted and honored women in media that are excelling in our community and inspiring others to chase their dreams! At this event they honored Atlanta’s leading influencers in the media and entertainment industry, while connecting entrepreneurs and creatives worldwide!

I always find myself feeling giddy when I go to women empowerment events such as these. The vibe wass friendly and welcoming. Women supporting Women! I'd like to thank one of the vendors who had this amazing sunglass line in which I bought some of the shades but ended up leaving them there! SMH. Congrats to the person who has some free shades! LOL

I’d have to say the best part of the event was my interview with Mz. Shyneka. She can be heard on 107.9 on the afternoon drive.

Let me paint a picture for you. Mz. Shyneka was one of the speakers at the event so of course everyone wanted to interview her. I will say I had to take a double take. Although I listen to here OFTEN … I had never seen her. But I quickly put two and two together when I heard her voice.

So my business partner and I, Devin Barbee, decided we wanted to interview her, OF COURSE. I walk up to Mz. Shyneka and ask for the interview. She gladly accepts. Let me list the problems that occurred right before we started the interview:

- Camera person had never used my camera before

- Minutes taken to explain how to use the camera

- We do the interview right next to the dj… audio is too loud

- Then we try to get the mics but those weren’t picking up sound

This process probably took 5 mins to set up and 3 mins to interview. The panel was about to start and 10 mins. Let me just say MZ. SHYNEKA is my giiirrrllll. She was patient, kind and so understanding. She didn’t give me a stank eye, she didn’t say never mind and she even ​took a pic afterwards. My shortcoming did not change her demeanor and that is sooo appreciated! Love you girl!

So I got my life at this event and I appreciate Media Girls on Tour for giving me the opportunity to come, learn and share.

Q's 10 Spot


  1. Y'all gotta stop telling folks they can sing
  2. Y'all gotta stop stop saying FREE _____
  3. Y'all gotta stop saying ____was a good person after he die
  4. Y'all gotta stop asking for food stamps on Facebook
  5. Y'all gotta stop asking for a discount from other black owned business
  6. Y'all gotta stop asking for the manager
  7. Y'all gotta stop getting on family for cutting off family
  8. Y'all gotta stop walking pass other black people without speaking
  9. Y'all gotta stop being niggardly
  10. Y'all gotta stop thinking everyone is attacking you in conversation or arguing when another doesn't agree

~ It's Time to 'Que' The Taqeover