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Why I Speak
“We often forget that the current state of Black Americans is directly related to history.” – Black Then Staff It is clear that we live in a system that is unfair and a civilization that is not just. I speak of these things not because I want to focus on the negative experience of blacks… Continue reading
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True to Yourself
This is a repost. I thought this would be a good time to remind us of something very important when navigating the online world. Stay true to yourself. The major similarities I see that unites all social networking forums is that you’re bound to have people who are not being honest about their intentions, and… Continue reading
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Dear Poetry
I wish I can take your words and carve them into the sky as if you alone was the cement at the fingertips of the Almighty wish I can breathe life into your nostrils like I held onto the strings stapled to the backs of the wind Dear poetry, I wish I can copyright your… Continue reading
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4 Reasons Why I Won’t Change The Name of My Blog
Branding logic says that my blog should be called after my name. Had I thought of this before starting this blog, perhaps I would have (maybe) gone with logic. However, because I’m a tad bit crazy, even being aware of this hasn’t moved me to change the name of this blog (even after much suggestion).… Continue reading
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Stop Being So Reactionary
From the EC Made Up Dictionary – Definition – a. A person who reacts to a situation or stresses by changing their thoughts, life, or persona to fit someone else’s reaction to that situation. b. To cater ones thought processes to the reactions of another c. Insecure in ones own views of self and dependent… Continue reading
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Faith is Stronger Than Doubt
Why push myself? I do what I do not because I think I’m somehow better than anyone else. I do not immerse myself into work because I think I have it all. I know that even in what I know, I know nothing. I work hard not because I’m perfect. I’m loyal not to gain… Continue reading
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The Unknown Woman
Wisdom is an unknown woman her identity absent for too long now a distorted image of degrees and formulas neatly wrapped into the deceptive image of professors and graduates of universities with egos that stand taller than the academic buildings from which they’ve misplaced their minds creativity hung twisted in the silent hallways of repeated ignorance wisdom is an unknown woman hastening to make herself known to those who seek her a radiant beauty of lawful lips she descends into the beautiful body of instruction only the most sincere men are courageous enough to approach her and only the strong can be heard by her for she whispers soft delicacies into ears that wish her breath to brush upon their cheeks but she is abandoned by men who do not delight in her structures who believe her throne is a worthless scepter that she wears like a burden too foolish to know that there is nothing that she cannot carry But fools do not speak the language of wisdom cannot hear the prayers coming from her tongues the songs pouring forth from her words wisdom is an unknown woman to the man to the woman to the person who values the knowledge of custom papers with expensive ink, this they chose over her they cannot see that gold is but a little sand in her sight and that silver is like clay before her because her radiance never ceases and in her hands is unaccounted wealth Continue reading
