Martyr-Muse of Miami Gardens
- Joanna Ariel Jubitana
- Jan 16
- 5 min read
Updated: Jan 16
As the Martyr-Muse of Miami Gardens, I am their fallen angel who made a home in the hood, one of the most criminal neighborhoods of Miami-Dade, from 1997 to 2006, competing against all other hoods in the county to proclaim the title of the realest and most successful. Miami Gardens, specifically 37th Avenue, includes all streets that intersect from County Line Road up until 183rd Street, where the infamous Carol City Senior High School is located just before 37th Avenue. The neighborhood schools include Barbara J. Hawkins Elementary, formerly known as North Carol City Elementary, and Carol City Middle School. These schools represent the original coordinates for Carol City, which is now part of Miami Gardens and helped initiate the Miami Gardens plan.
Furthermore, 37th Avenue is remembered as a landmark for Carol City, marking a transition from a community suffering from post traumatic slavery phenomenon into one of the safest and cleanest communities in Miami-Dade County, all because of my family. The area holds monuments and historical significance for a community that shifted from a prominent crime culture to a safer, cleaner environment. It was also built on a Native American burial ground. My home became a leading home in the community after we purchased our first house in this successful neighborhood, stretching from County Line Road to 183rd Street along 37th Avenue.
Rappers from the entertainment industry aspired to move us out of our home and even purchased properties with the same house numbers, including celebrities such as Rick Ross. As a child and minor, many wanted me to work with them and pursue greater opportunities with record labels in Los Angeles and Hollywood, often under predominantly white leadership in the entertainment industry. My family was highly praised, and I became a role model to people in my generation, younger generations, and even those before me, a legacy that remains today.
My parents are in an interracial marriage, and we have a strong Indian Islamic background from South America. My father was the only white man in our community. I attended all three neighborhood schools, though I only attended Carol City Senior High School for night school during my 11th and 12th grades. Two of the youngest brothers among my three older brothers attended and graduated from that high school. I was the youngest child and the whitest of the siblings, all born to the same parents.
Our home is now considered a landmark in the community. We dedicated our lives to that single neighborhood, which has since become one of the most successful neighborhoods in Miami-Dade County. As a girl, I praised my looks until I learned to love everything about myself, and I chose to be as successful as I possibly could be. I dreamed of marrying a celebrity or a wealthy man who truly loved me, but it had to be real love. He needed to believe in God, trust his emotions, and fully know himself.
Growing up, I was always considered the prettiest, but that came with its own struggles. Gangsters, rape, kidnapping, and early pregnancy are among the greatest dangers faced by a Martyr-Muse, as everyone fights to claim her. Yet I am always safe, as though something supernal protects me from the worst harm. Another challenge has been jealousy, people mirroring me, attempting to copy me, steal my identity, or emulate my essence.
One advantage of being a Martyr-Muse is freedom. I can be with whoever I choose, even outside the hood. I am destined to be with a man who is extraordinarily attractive, selfish, infamous, highly intelligent, and among the richest, someone working to reclaim ultimate power and leadership. My looks gave me power early on, carrying me far, building my self esteem, and allowing me to maintain my sexual appeal and sense of self.
Martyr-Muses often compete with red boned or yellow boned women. I was given the power of being the finest woman with a white complexion, known for having a distinctive face and attitude, a beautiful smile, a strong build, a unique posture, a deeply arched lower back, a small and defined waistline, distinctive physical features, and exceptionally long hair that could pass as white, allowing me to fully claim my power and making it easier to secure my place as the most attractive. My hair was naturally straight and wavy, but my mother styled it eclectically to give me more mind. My body was shaped into an ideal archetype by my mother’s intention, influenced by her black ancestry through her grandmother. She chose to raise a little Martyr-Muse, the finest one, allowing me to feel my power within the community.
I was allowed to mature early, to be attractive, care for children, cook meals, stay home alone, and walk home alone. I took care of everyone in my community whenever I could, always working to uplift them and ensure their success. Our story is beautiful because the community truly succeeded, skipping generations of struggle and progress.
All of those who carry the Martyr-Muse archetype are absolute from the inside out in the way they naturally behave. They compete with other Martyr-Muses through their looks, femininity, community involvement, professional achievements, and the amount of wealth accrued through beauty and intelligence, both separately and together. They must be the finest of all time and achieve something rare and exceptional that sets them apart, making them the most powerful and dominant female figures within their communities.
I am the most loved and most recognized, and I love to love. Today, I am successful and continue to thrive. Through my careers and my choices, I have made a lasting impact on the black community.
Cute Rules for Martyr-Muse
At the foundation of the Martyr-Muse archetype is the rule of intentional connection and chosen family. First, she has to pick a best friend so they can be happy together forever. The ethnicity of her bestie and how white she is determines how successful the Martyr-Muse is.
In doing so, my best friend was granted complete family privileges, ultimate loyalty from me, and the ability to walk in my line of success as the woman I can absolutely depend on and trust. In return, she had to commit to the Martyr-Muse legacy and always represent her sister.
Because of this bond, I gave her a formal title as my unbiological sister so that she could receive family privileges from my white side of the family and community. As a result, she always looks up to the Martyr-Muse, and we exchange power and feelings forever, as she is now a part of my family.
At times, there are others who follow us in order to receive the next placement of friendship, and as the hierarchy moves downward, they become slightly darker in complexion and lose some of their white features.
For example, Sherrell Monique Brown is my unbiological sister and began as my best friend. Over time, she proved that she wanted to be that important to me in order to achieve success.
After Sherrell, I gave Katrina Rena Young the next level of closest friendship. Similarly, she fits a standard of beauty and intelligence within her community.
Written by: Joanna Ariel Jubitana
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