Holipsism's Haven

"Conscious Pidgeons"

(The righteous man's take on the dating scene)

(formerly "Conscious Chickens" before they moved down in the food chain)

I'm thoroughly disgusted with the quality of the average sister today. A great deal of the sisters out here claim to want that "good man" but have no method of obtaining what they claim they want and lack the perception to notice him if he is in their midst. Also, these sisters do not create the environment, through their personality and aura, that would make it conducive for a good man (a.k.a.: righteous man) to feel comfortable in their presence. The sad reality is that too many sisters have accepted the indoctrination of the "playa" and the "pimp" that has been laid down by brothers both unrighteous and brothers frontin' righteousness, and are only interested in sex and game. These are the sisters that present a total sexual package on sight, yet front like the sexual aspect of relationships is minor on the priority scale. As a man striving to be righteous and obtain the knowledge necessary to produce wisdom and acquire understanding, and as a man that had strong African women contribute to the development of his present state of consciousness; I want to give the righteous man's take on the dating scene.

There are three types of sisters out there in the world today. The first one is the "chicken head" who is a manifestation of the playa's wet dream; a woman who has been stripped of all presence of the mental and spiritual aspects of reality and lives a material and physical augmentation. The second type is what I call the "cosmetic conscious" sisters, who are really chicken heads with delusions of grandeur. These are the sisters that you can see escaping to religious or cultural cliques, and decked out in African, Islamic, Hebrew or Christian regalia. These women are a step above the chicken head, in their mind, because instead of being gamed by brothers with the upfront and blunt sexual approach, they prefer the finesse approach [I.E.: poetry playa's, righteousness playa's, religious playa's, etc.] Although, nowadays the blunt approach is not out of the question. Last, but not least, is the righteous woman. Morals, values, principles, honor and character is what she judges the content of a person by. She can read game a mile away and is insulted if it is presented to her. Love and sex are not concepts that are diametrically opposed to one another in her mind. This woman will notice true righteousness when it is in her presence, and is a precious jewel whose value cannot be measured with mere currency. The goal for the righteous man is to have the creator bless him with the opportunity to connect with the energy of a righteous woman, but there are many pitfalls and obstacles that stand in the way.

I grudgingly respect the chicken head and have the utmost of respect for the righteous sister because I overstand exactly where they are coming from. The source of my pain is the cosmetic conscious sister [a.k.a. the cultural "freak"]. This sister is the constant mirage that appears in the desert when searching for an oasis. She flip flops back and forth, dancing between chicken head and righteousness and like that mirage in the desert, provides no quench to the righteous man's thirst. For example, the cosmetic sister seems to be dismayed by the void of trust, honesty, and loyalty in their relationships. The paradox is that the attributes that they are looking for can only manifest into being from the mind of a righteous man. However, when judging their choice of man they eliminate culture, relevant information, and consciousness from the equation. In other words, how can you say you want an intelligent man, but when the conversation turns to information, culture, politics, or spirituality, you suddenly become bored? What is left within the parameters of discussion for a man to talk about that would give you an indication of his character or intelligence? What this madness creates is a situation that causes a brother to approach a sister in the same way that a clown approaches a child. The clown has to wear some elaborate outfit with lots of color, glitter and flashing lights; do lots of giggling and laughing, dancing, juggling acts, magic tricks and whatever necessary to keep that child's attention focused on him. If not, the child and its limited attention span will become distracted by another clown.

The cosmetic conscious sister is also offended by the manner and spirit with which the average brother approaches them. When a brother sees a sister that is dressed in either skintight or cut-at-the-ass short skirts, a tank top or short shirt exposing their stomach, a pierced bellybutton and/or tongue, and a temporary (because it damn sure ain't permanent) or weave flowing in the wind, they tend to approach them on a sexual level. They say that you can't judge a book by its cover. What I would like to know is if you go into a book store and see a book that has food on it and says "Cookbook" what are the chances that you will find recipes in it? Although to every rule there is an exception, I would venture to say that it would be a high probability that you would. Does the gear that these sisters wear promote righteousness, humility and intellect or does it promote sex? Is the appearance that they perpetrate upon the public for comfort or for attention from the opposite sex? Does a pierced tongue represent verbal prowess or oral copulation skills? If these sisters say that it doesn't matter what they wear and that they have the right to wear what they want and go out into the street without being harassed by brothers sexually, then I have some questions. What would be your perception of a brother that comes out of the house with biker shorts on, no jockstrap, and the imprint of a big ass dick lined up against his inner thigh? Is the first thing that comes into your mind righteousness? Also, of all the styles that are available for you to pick from with your "free mind" why would you chose the sexually provocative style? Maybe it is because other sisters are getting all of the sexual attention from the majority of the playas and you have to try to compete. But I thought you wanted a "good man" and not a playa? The absurdity of wearing the gear that these sisters wear and complaining about the sexual attention that they get is the equivalent of walking down the street with a hot dog stand and then becoming offended when someone asks you for a frank.

I could wrap this editorial up with the old adage that says, "If you throw a rock into a pile of dogs, the only one that yelps is the one the got hit" and let it speak for itself; but something needs clarity. It's imperative people understand that when I put all women into these three categories, I'm speaking about their overall ideological perspective. It would be a mistake to look at it from strictly an aesthetic point of view, think that you could identify each woman on sight, and make a judgment on their character. The three categories that I created is just a microcosm of the bigger picture. You are either a five percenter, a ten percenter, or an eighty fiver. In other words, you either stand with God (5%), the Devil (10%), or the person that is being pulled in both directions and doesn't know where to stand (85%). If someone could please describe another category that exists in our present day reality, I would love to hear it.