Tearz of a Clown...

“The Black Community spends most of its time trying “to make a living” in a society labeled “for whites only”. Therefore, the central question is “How are we going to survive in a world which deems black humanity an illegitimate form of human existence?” That white America has issued a death warrant for being black is white brutality inflicted on black persons. By white definitions, whiteness is “being” and blackness is “nonbeings.” Blacks live under sentence of death. They know that whites will kill them rather than permit the beauty and glory of black humanity to be manifested in its fullness. To breathe in white society is dependent on saying yes to whiteness, and blacks know it. Black survival is at stake here, and we blacks must define and assert the conditions necessary for our being-in-the-world.”

James Cone (via oncoloredaspirations)

The Eurocentric disease

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#Fight4YourPassion

#Fight4YourPassion

Black Panther Org.

Black Panther Org.

paperbacklibrary:

pelican, 1970.

I want this book!

paperbacklibrary:

pelican, 1970.

I want this book!

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Something out of a Horror Movie:LSD Zombies?

MiamiThis is the second case, in the last month, of an naked individual in Miami trying to bite and tear away a persons flesh and clothes. I couldn’t make this up if I wanted to, so it gives me thought to wonder, Whats really going on in Miami??

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atlantamagazine:

atlantahistorycenter:

May 8, 1886-
The first Coca-Cola fountain drink was sold at Jacob’s Pharmacy in Atlanta, GA.

Read Rebecca Burns’s in-depth look at the milestone

atlantamagazine:

atlantahistorycenter:

May 8, 1886-

The first Coca-Cola fountain drink was sold at Jacob’s Pharmacy in Atlanta, GA.

Read Rebecca Burns’s in-depth look at the milestone

Chisel

Piece by piece,

stone by stone.

These walls you’ve built

to feel so strong.

It hurts to feel..

But to “feel” is to hurt.

You try to forget

suppression;then regret..

Those walls are thick,

barely scratching the surface.

You pretend, you lean,

into a whole other direction.

You change for the worse,

no longer yourself.

So many walls

blocking the hurt.

I see past it all

the real genuine you

One of God’s children

broken and abused.

I’ve shared the same emotions

a work in progress I am.

No longer will those walls

rebuild my cause.

I’ve chiseled my way through

No more hiding behind walls.