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My name is Tie'sha Sadie, but
you may call me Tie. I am a
multi-disciplinary creative
currently raging and roaring
in the experience-o-sphere
that is New York.


Design. LGBTQI. Art. Magic.
Self-Care. Community. Soul.
Melanin. Philanthropy. Love.
Advocacy. Self-Care. Light.
Intimacy. Healing. Vision.
No Holds Barred.

Late Night. Day Light.
8.2.12 at 19:50.


Some albums just inspire.
No matter how many times you listen to it or how many rap sessions you have about it, your connection to it never sways.

The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill was such a perfect album...
Each song touched a different part of soul and strummed a different heart string.
Whenever I get into a convo. about music, I'm the kind of cat who brings up Lauryn Hill each and every time. 
I'm just a groupie like that.

On this particular night, I was down right depressed.  The weather sucked and that date with my favorite Libra gal (that I had been looking forward to all week) was kicked in the ass.  In summation, all I wanted to do was get home and have a fifth of Jack, until I knocked.

Although, the first half of my plan went accordingly, I unexpectedly woke up at around 3am.  Under the circumstances, I could think of no other artist (aside from Jimi Hendrix) to spend those wee morning hours with.  She soothed and moved me from detached to inspired.


I put on my sneakers with my pajama pants and went for a walk with iPod in pocket and  camera in hand.  The fog was amazing, perfectly symbolic of my mind state.  I walked about 10 blocks in total before I made myself leave that smoky, ghostly realm.  There were sounds I could not place and sensations I longed to relive.





And now for a bad joke.

Knock. Knock.
Who's there?
Orange...
Orange who?
Orange you glad I took my camera with me!

Until next time,

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