Blu Jewel, the baddest British Jamaican blogger on the planet, wrote a beautiful piece expressing her pain at the lost of our blog sista Nikki...
Nikki spoke so often of Blu Jewel, and I too am a big fan... Her blog posts offer a degree of honesty and introspection, and I have learned much from her about just sitting down and being honest with myself about who I am, where I'm at, and where I want to be.
I love to see her signatures on the end of her blog posts or comments...
"Love to Live; Live to Love"
Blu is the one person who can snap on Cheap Seats Terry, and follow up with her classic signature. And life is all good, you know? I think that's what turned me on to her: her ability to verbally rip and do it from the heart...
"Blu... that's my homie right there! That's my girl!" Nikki said, during our last convo...
Yeah Blu... you were special to her indeed. You truly were. Thanks for letting me post this. It made me smile through the hurt.
Lyrically Speaking: My dedication to Anika "Nikki" Harris…R.I.P
Maxwell is probably my favourite artist and as I let him eargasmically soothe me today, the following came to me. Nikki, The Iniquitious One and her Indigo Trail of Thoughts leaves a void in the Blog Community. May we all learn something from her untimely passing.
She came into our lives with that Sumthin Sumthin that made us laugh, cry, and wish we were as creative and gifted as she. When made us all feel Welcome as we chilled at her Urban Hang Suite. The more we spent with you, and took the time to Get to Know Ya, we realized that Noone was firing up the keyboard quite like you. You soon became one of our BadHabits and you were that Gravity: Pushing to Pull as we waited Silently, Silently for your next post.
When you’d go off on someone or get fired up passionately about something, many would wonder if you’d be like that Til the Cops Come Knockin. And if you didn’t post, we’d know that Whenever, Wherever, Whatever, you’d come back to us and let the Phoenixrise.
I recall many a post and our private conversations where you spoke of Matrimony: Only you as you contemplated dating and ever being back in a loving and committed relationship. All you wanted to do was Drowndeep: Hula into his arms and where Lonely’s the Only Company would escape from your life and you reside in a place For Lover’s Only.
It was like This Woman’s Work was never done and you were always willing to HelpSomebody. I remember when that chick faked her own death in the Blog-sphere and you exposed her for the fraud she was and make a lot of people stop hurting.
Then one day, something Changed when you were hit with a Symptom Unknown. We all rallied around the Suitelady who had given so much of herself to us in so many ways. When you told us that the pain was not just a Temporary Nite of rounds with your condition and you couldn’t be with us Now/At the Party; you still managed to gather us in unity as I Am You: You Are Me & We Are You.
And on Sunday August 30th , we had to StopTheWorld and muddle through our FistfulofTears and share how much you Was/As My Girl. We all wish you are simply PlayingPossum.
So dear, sweet, and beautiful one; until the day our Reunion comes, spread your PrettyWings and know that we will always LoveYou and you’ll be a part of us EachHourEachSecondEachMinute of the day.
Love to live; live to love
gemstones delivered by Blu Jewel
Blu... This was very nice. I know Nikki is smiling now. She truly is.
Nikki... we all miss you so much.
You were loved. You truly were.
Dear Blu, I hope you feel better soon.
We all need time to heal, and we will...someday.
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