The great soul is learning more and more to dare to fling out into mind a divine idea of himself,and to see himself perfect and whole.
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“Hate is like you drinking poison and expecting me to die.”
“Yes, I know who my father is.”
“I am not a thug.”
“Prejudice is injustice.”
“I am a college grad.”
“Black love does exist.”
“I am not a nigger.”
“I will not let hate get me on my bad side.”
“I am not suspicious.”
“Racism is mental illness.”
“Let your haters be your motivators.”
“I am not a drop-out.”
“Disrespected but never destroyed.”
“My child is not a target.”
“I am not a lazy person.”
“<3 is stronger.”
“I say it loud: I am black and proud.”
“I am beautiful” “I am an American too.”
“America was built on our backs.”
“I am the future.”
This is awesome.
Yes.
I love all of this. ALL OF THIS.
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A snippet…
My war heros forgot what they wished for
On the pursuit, (always) gotta get more
Life becomes a rush
Trying not to miss the bus
on the road to redemption
Basking in the glory that you made it
didn’t realize that you forgot about us
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This pic gives an entirely new view to the term “family tree”.
The Jacksons & the Marleys
Epic!!
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The Breakthrough
I sever myself from that which is not
everything i am exists within
the light at the end
of a tunnel of illusion breaks
through my perceptions of reality
no longer do limits reflect a lack
of anything that is created by hands of deceit
shadows of all that I am not cast
tall lies hover in a space so confined
chained and locked beneath the weight of doubt
staring at holograms of past
praying for further projections of peace
Joy is only the name of what you chase in the present
upside down and butt naked
void of any sanctity
connected to your identity
so you throw valueless fractions of yourself at her feet
wasting time borrowed on a dollar and a dream
possibilities only arise from the recognition
sacrificing yourself as an idol
the biggest shadow of all time
produced by the light that stands behind
greatness only measured by dilution of that which is
living in the moment of salvation
continuing to reverse the evil
claiming the flow of all
subtracting and dividing everything we know
the sum total of who we are
everything
lap after lap we are on a race to nowhere
passing a line marked by hands
that cast the bucket down
fingers cloaked in a fantasy that
feeds off of the reality we created
always in this tunnel
eyes facing another source for the ability to see
feel the desire for love
fulfill the adrenaline rush of lust
powered by decisions to rush
emptiness consuming
what you know to be the truth
I am the light.
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She was the primeval ocean and she emerged as herself of of herself and all has come forth through and from her. She is self existent, and her nature is secret, a mystery to all.
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