Blessings brothers and sisters...I just wanted to share a word of advice in hopes that it might give you some strength to carry on through this purgatory.....
I once told a young lady who used derogatory term to belittle me that I would one day elaborate on the term phero and what it means. History is relative, but one thing is for certain the history of black people regardless of where they are is never appreciate it. Take the paintings of Picasso, whether it be his cubist or abstractionist paintings, did you know that most of his influence came from African "primitive" art? And did you know that about 2 percent of Israel is made up of Jews and Christians, and did you know that they are treated as third class citizens. Phero is the nucleus of every black person, kings and queens, but most of the time we forget it. One of the main reasons I posted "I'm tired of black sisters and I am ready to move on" is because today we have forgotten our history. We exploit each other as if we are objects, instead of loving each other and respecting the autonomy of our neighbors. We have adapted the capitalist state of mind and forgotten our tribal ways, because for the capitalist the end is always justified by the means. What happened to a dream differed? Did it vanish or vanquish? Did it bitter it deter? I love you my people, stay strong. Who would have thought a young man who once lived on the street would be receiving his graduate degree in August from Saint Joseph's University (with honors, that is). If it is one thing I can leave you with, it is hope. Never give up on yourself, because you are worth more than what they would have you believe. You are a king and a beautiful queen that gave birth to Jesus and Mohammad. Peace

Correction: "And did you know that about 2 percent of Israel is made up of Ethiopian Jews and Christians, whom are treated as third class citizens."




Your presence makes my heart beat faster than Miles Davis with John Coltrane. Before I met you I was despondent and nihilist; like a drunk homeless on New York’s B-train. You are my Ying; the inner-circle of my domain God gave the Blind a prayer and a cane. And glory to him He introduced me to you, to keep me sane. To me you are as beautiful as Picasso’s-Dream I don’t know where this relationship will take us, for life is like an endless stream. But I can truly say: “It is better to have loved and lost then to never have loved at all.” For my love is transcendent like the love one has for God, or the love no individual can stall. For my intention is not to hurt you, but to be one with you like a link of chain. For my words was not intended in disdain.
I miss you, like a soul trapped in purgtory misses heaven. I miss you like the United States misses Native Americans.Like a mother who is separated from her child in African genocide. Like a victim who is waiting for justice for the death of his loved one in (Philadelphia's) homicide. I miss you like Africa misses utopia; And I miss you like the western land misses utopia.. Sometimes you live and learn…….Love is...what it is....
Each one teach one

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