Tag: truth

Before

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Before they ever thwarted us…
Beat down tortured us…
Slave ship boarded us…
Rounded up and horded us…
Before they ever sent the natives round to go and capture ya…

Before they gave us crack and put them crooked laws on us…
Before they water hosed us and sent them dogs on us….
Before the self-hatred had us fighting one another…
Before the Willie Lynch Letter broke our family structure….

Solange Wedding

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I know this is late, and I wasn’t going to say anything about it, but I keep hearing all these positive reviews and expressions of awe over these Solange Wedding pictures from women in the Black community and I just have to say this:

STOP just agreeing with stuff because it has a black face. Black doesn’t automatically qualify it as being good. Just because someone rocks an Afro, this does not make it revolutionary. There is nothing profoundly good about what took place here. There are some things to take into account before you throw in your praise:

Not only is New Orleans the hub for voodoo and witchcraft, but why are multimillionaires (who would collectively make that billionaires) hold a wedding ceremony in an old crumbling, run down building with chipping paint? That’s because this is not a regular wedding ceremony, but everything about this event is highly Masonic. I’m not going to get too much into it but just know that this is a very creepy picture. No one takes pictures like this and if these people were not famous many of you would agree but because you’ve somehow drafted them into your life there are some things many of you will never believe (like how the woman wearing blue bands on her ankles is the child bearer for the sacrifices. Sound strange? That’s because it is). You carelessly latch onto people who do not know, nor do they care, about your well being. Not every celebrity is your friend and they do not have your best interest at heart. Many of them are witches and warlocks who drink blood in their private time but because that’s too far out of your bubble it would take a miracle for you to believe it. And as long as they can call me crazy and throw me into the category of conspiracy theorist, why should you right? Good thing whether or not someone agrees is not the reason I blog. Besides, some of you are into this kinda thing. 

The First Time

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The first time we made love was when you walked into my classroom
your eyes danced and moved graciously inside mine like
dancers carefully twirling to the sound of their own heart beats
and
we were young-er
got lost in your mind and day dreamed about your beauty
could not wait to get to class the next day so that I may immerse myself in your intelligence
and like books I was open
(No wonder I like to read)
If loving you meant I couldn’t go beyond the pupils of your eyelids
I didn’t mind
cause
your lips spoke confidently and proud
so that I hung onto every word
swinging back and forth I was a kid at a playground
your beauty was biblical
from the top of your head to the bottom of your feet this was prophecy
thought the teacher was a waitress asked her if I could have another round of you
let’s be realistic
this thing was futuristic like foresight
every time you opened your mouth I took road trips into your memories
and for my blood racing I could not hide the joy
trying to catch my breath after falling into your smile
we were connected
too young to understand this love at first sight sensation I could have been dreaming
or maybe it was “Just my Imagination”
cause I was dancing
moon walking into complete relaxation
your last name should have been Jackson
cause you was a hit
and I could not lie
cause I ran home just to go to bed and wake up to the sun rise
cause it reminded me of you
you didn’t know it but my nose was so open I took notes
I was singing,
a sucka to every sound of the harmonious humility that escaped like convicts from your lips
I was convicted
cause I loved you too early…

The Hypocrisies of the Word “But”

We’ve all been there. We’ve all used it before. That means that in some time in our lives we have all been hypocrites. That is because we’ve all used our “Buts” before. The funny thing about “But” is that sometimes it is such a contradiction. While we can use our “Buts” to denote that we are unsure of something, usually when people say “But…” it’s because they mean the opposite of what they are telling you they mean. Here are a few examples:

“I like you but…”

This usually means that the person really does not like you but does not want to hurt your feelings.

“They cool but”

This one is two fold: a). There are more bad qualities about “them” than there are good, and  b). I don’t want to talk about your friend in front of your face.

“I don’t mean to offend you, but…”

Here, this but means that I’m warning you that what I am about to say will in fact offend you.

“That’s a great idea but”

This means that chances are your idea sucked and the person doesn’t know how to tell you.

“I know but”

Means the person doesn’t really know what they’re talking about.

“I was going to tell you, but..”

This means the person wasn’t going to tell you, but now that he or she has been caught they have to think of a lie real quick.

“I don’t mind watching your kids, but”

Your children are little devils who don’t listen and no one feels like being bothered.