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Mistakes are not the end. They are the steps to growth.
Hey, If you’re here then you must have heard that I have 3 cavities, an impacted wisdom tooth and another that needs pulling. My insurance will not cover it until 6 months from now and even then it will cost $375. The only problem is I need one filled A.S.A.P. and that will cost $250.
So, I am asking every one I know if they can help me get to at least $250 so the pain will stop and I can chew freely.
Can you help me fix my teeth?
Good music and self talk.
The only voices we hear are the articulate ones. The only voices white people hear are the articulate ones. The only voices history hears are the articulate ones. Kwame Nkrumah and Chinua Achebe. They have raised recognition for Ghana and Nigeria respectively, recognition- a contribution to society, their culture, their people, a great contribution- not a creation.
Has O
bama redeemed the young black hustlers and dealers, the gangbangers and addicts? Has Toni Morrison raised the bar for young black woman having unplanned pregnancies for a welfare check? All an articulate voice is just that, an articulate voice. While it might lend a mouthpiece for a culture it cannot be the final say on how that culture is viewed by those on the outside of that culture. These articulate voices, they don’t speak for us, yet they are our spokes people; we place too much hope in them. We believe that they can make or break us; we hope and pray that a Black president will erase years of racism and bigotry, but we are left with only an articulate voice. No matter the culture, race or nationality the voice can speak for, but never be whom it represents. It will always be just an articulate voice- more associated with its class then its culture, its status on an economic tear will eradicate is cultural relationship. If a culture is to be made or destroyed it is to be done so by those who perpetuate the culture en masse, those who subsist. A culture is an entity with no head, no singular representative, its history created its present and its future is collective. Lauren Hill said “I add a motherfucker so you ‘ignant niggas hear me.” Sometimes, the people who perpetuate the culture don’t hear the articulate voice. The articulate loses his connection with the people and the people make the culture. This voice is not a savoir. We must save ourselves. One might lead the people but the people determine if they need to be led. If they can produce an articulate voice at all.
Black is Political.
(via cultijah420)
History repeats itself. Throughout time the wheels turn the same along the same path.
Nothing changes. What we perceive is only an illusion - an elaborate ruse that has occupied the collective conscious of mankind for centuries. Our news papers all report history with superficial modifications we fight the same wars for the same reasons. The wheel turns along the same path we die to be reborn. The stars die to be reborn. The earth will die. Our gods will die. The universe will die to begin again. We will read of Armageddon from the sky look down to see ourselves. Writing about the wheels of time headlines turn and we are crushed beneath their weight, the weight of thousands of years of headlines, drumbeats tales and cries, a merciless cycle from cave walls to the New York Times. Yesterday’s drumbeats in the African sun report today’s radio broadcast. The wheels turn on. Never changing never wearing thin. A continuing retrograde of recycled rhetoric. News never changes because events aren’t changing. We are, who we were, who we will be. The change we perceive is the wheel as it turns. We mistake movement for substance, for something genuine. All we have are the repetitious headlines. Recycled news flashes nothing is prominent in the endless cycle of shit, leftovers from our ancestors and stores from the grave, oneness, a succession of shit, and so it goes. Over. And Over. And over. Nothing changes and nothing matters. No one can alter the inevitable path, the inescapable fate. Those in the East are familiar with the cycle, their holy books tell them the world will die to be reborn and the gods die to be reborn, as they will die to be reborn. The cycle is constant the meaning is inexplicable. We try to understand that which cannot be and if it were the newspaper does not hold the answers. Your job does not hold the answers. Your textbook does not hold the answers. I know the only answer is there is no answer and even that is up for debate. Talk. Meaningless. Drivel. Over and over again.