
i was trying to find some playful way to incorporate the infusion of sensuality in the creativity process and then push a promo for SheOrgasm, but I didnt really have anything indepth to talk about.

i was trying to find some playful way to incorporate the infusion of sensuality in the creativity process and then push a promo for SheOrgasm, but I didnt really have anything indepth to talk about.
🎉 Unboxing the benefits of Ambrosia Collective’s Planta Bar — Maple French Toast flavor! 🍁🥞
I just got my hands on the Planta Bar (Maple French Toast) from Ambrosia Collective and I’m loving it so far. What’s great is that they don’t just offer one flavor — there’s a whole lineup of options, so you can mix it up and never get bored.
Here’s what I’m excited about:
If you’re curious and want to try it yourself, you can check out Ambrosia Collective via my link:
Let me know if you want me to taste‑test some of the other flavors next!

Is you with it? #shade #makesmewannascream
💚💛 SPARTANS, IT’S THAT TIME AGAIN! 💛💚
#NSUHomecomingWeek #BeholdTheGreenAndGold
Homecoming Week at Norfolk State University is HERE, and you already know what that means — the vibes are unmatched, the pride is real, and the Spartan Spirit is taking over campus!
From the step shows to the tailgates, from the parades to the game day energy that hits different in the Spartan Legion stands — this week is for US. 🏟️🎉 Whether you’re repping as a proud alum, a first-time freshman, or that senior who’s been waiting all year for this moment — it’s OUR time to shine. 💫
So grab your green and gold, call your crew, and get ready to make memories that’ll last a lifetime. The countdown is over. The energy is building. Homecoming Week 2025 is officially LIVE.
BEHOLD the Green and Gold. 💚💛 Let’s show the world how Spartans celebrate.
👇Drop your favorite NSU memory or what you’re most excited for this week!
#NSUHC25 #SpartanPride #NorfolkStateHomecoming
Now that I am not feeling like myself !!! 🙂

The outage today didn’t just unplug the internet — it unplugged normal.
Time slowed down. Conversations got strange. And its like I saw someone walking in reverse like reality itself was buffering. Or like backs we’re attacking like some rude person believed his back was his front.
It’s like when the digital world fades, the real world doesn’t just return… it mutates. Glitches, echoes, weirdness. As if we’ve been synced to something artificial for so long, we forgot how raw and unpredictable offline life actually is.
So next time the internet goes down… don’t just look for the router.
Look around.
Something weirder might be booting up.
We Wear the Spartan Well — But What If We Wore Ours?
Today I saw this dope image — a powerful Black man and woman dressed as Spartans, strong and unbothered, wrapped in green and gold, ready for battle. It stopped me in my tracks. The strength, the unity, the pride — all of it came through. It looked right.
It reminded me how well we wear the Spartan. My HBCU rocks that name with pride. The discipline, the resilience, the courage — we bring all of that, and then some. We’ve made the image our own, redefined it, added soul to something ancient.
But with all respect and uplift, there’s still an irony we can’t ignore.
The Spartan isn’t from our culture. It’s rooted in ancient Greece — a culture that didn’t include us, didn’t fight for us, didn’t carry our stories. So while we wear the name with pride, it’s worth asking: What could it mean to stand behind something that’s truly ours?
What if our mascots came from African warriors, Black resistance, or leaders from our own deep-rooted histories? We’ve got empires, revolutionaries, spiritual icons — a legacy of power and pride that deserves just as much visibility. Maybe even more.
Again — with all respect and uplift — we make the Spartan look good. No doubt. But imagine the power of a symbol that comes from us, represents us, and inspires us to walk even deeper into our identity.
We don’t need to trade strength for authenticity. We can have both.
We already carry the spirit of warriors. Maybe it’s time we let the world see the armor was always ours.

diwali..
