Origin:
1175-1225; Middle English < Old French < Latin draco?n- (stem of Draco) < Greek dra?ko?n kind of serpent, probably orig. epithet, the (sharp-) sighted one, akin to de?rkesthai to look.
Dragons are commonly known or associated with being an evil fire breathing creature used for harming. Some have been depicted as pleasant cartoons like in ?Puff the Magic Dragon' or as the hero dragon that picked a boy to help save mankind in the movies. Some are thought to live in dark hot caves; usually alone.
I, personally, have always been intrigued by the Dragons, solely due to their ability to take flight and to breathe fire. I have always compared ?words' to ?fire' due to its power. For many centuries, words have been used to change lives. I know you have heard of the reference ?words moving mountains'. This is has proven true in our history and even today. Words have inspired and/or destroyed nations. There is also reference to words being referenced to a sword; acknowledging its strength. Our words can uplift our spirits or they can ?cut like a knife'. However, words spoken in anger are the ones that torch the very soul like that flame from the mouth of the dragon.
For some, words are all they have to express themselves. For human beings, it is fear, pain, love, and anger that move us. By using our words we yield such great power. We all have the power to affect others but with that being said we must ask ourselves do we use for good or evil. Most don't care about their fellow man and how do we even expect them too with everyone so self absorbed with their own pain and anguish.
From my personal experience, I have watched words of love move people to do great things and make many sacrifices for their loved ones.
I have also heard stories of how fear has made the difference between life and death. I know you have all heard about the stories where an individual has displayed inhuman physical strength when faced with life threatening events. Out of all of our emotions, I consider the most motivating force or emotion to be Anger. Yes, it has destroyed countless lives due to quick decisions made out of anger. Each of us has different views and on separate occasions, we may not respond in the same manner but we will at one time or another find ourselves lost in emotions.
There are some instances where you have to have an outlet or a way to ease the pain and anguish. Some methods may work for some. I have heard of instances where someone would write down their concerns and bury their thoughts literally. Some prefer to write down their feelings and then set it afire to rid themselves of their feelings of despair.
I have used each of these methods as a way to cope at one time or another. However; due to the never ending rage that seemed to consume me, this was not providing me with any lasting comfort.
My anger turned to rage with each incident; growing deep within my spirit to my very soul. That kind of rage is damaging because it eats at you until any and all the good is sucked from your body, mind and spirit. Yes, I consider myself a strong person but even this became too much to bear.
I would have never believed that this world was truly this wicked. As I started to change into whatever this is that I have become, I noticed that my reference to fire is the only thing that was even close to what I felt bubbling up inside.
It may sound silly to most but I would mentally visualize pushing that fire from deep within my gut and out toward my limbs. I guess this was my form of meditation or source of relief for my anguish. As this fire would, figuratively, channel through my body, I would pretend to shape this fire into balls and amuse myself as it landed any and everywhere. During this time, it appeared to me that the life I was living was full of immovable obstacles. I could easily be compared to a fire breathing dragon lady and I was on fire.
As an adult, I have never been timid but I could easily be described as aggressive, insensitive and angry. This was the result of compilations of life events. I can't tell you when it all began but I can tell you that this has been going on long before I arrived.
Although I have been called many names, such as; WaWa, Mama, Auntie, Grandma and Ty, my given name is Tiwanda Gail Lovelace. My friends and family call me NeNe.
I am one of the many unknown artist that are out there that have been used by the industry and then discarded.
I would like to provide a little background information about me that has lead to my decision to write this book about my personal experience with the music industry.
1 comments:
This sounds really good! -Wendi Galbreath
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