Dear White People Who Hate Us,
Of course, every white person does not hate black people, but for the ones that do, we see you. You let us make it with nothing, not even the smallest infraction. You abuse your authority in the most trivial situations. Our lives are less important to you than those of animals, yet we are abused and slaughtered like animals. We are hated, because the hate is like a family heirloom. You don’t know where it derived from, but you know you have to keep it, because your great-great grandfather owned it. It’s passed from generation to generation, even though you don’t understand it. We are being killed and punished for being resilient, dynamic, strong, fierce, abundant, intelligent, magnetic, unique and unbreakable. We are being killed because our existence makes you feel invisible and insignificant, because we are born conquerers. We are not feared, we are despised and hated for persevering, no matter the adversity. We are hated because we are innovative, creative and creatures of extreme improvisation. You haven’t been able to survive without us; from raising your children, to cooking your meals, cleaning your homes, stealing our ideas and us building empires that your families have reaped the benefits of. You hate us because we survived slavery, torture, rape and family separation, and now we live in your neighborhoods, drive the same cars you do, attend the same educational institutions as you, hold the same careers you do, eat where you eat and drink from the same fountains as you. What’s so wrong with that? We did/do it all while being tired. You hate us, because even in the face of death, we are able to multiply and continue fighting. You hate us, because we can’t be destroyed. But most of all, we are hated because you need us and you hate that. We didn’t create this hate, you did; yet we are being sacrificed daily for it. The only thing black people hate, is that we are hated, mistreated, slaughtered, falsely accused and devalued constantly. Stop hurting us, stop making our lives hell and stop killing us. WE MATTER TOO!
Treka L. House
Vamos Pa Encima Nadie Me Detendrá Con Mi Sueño 🙏🔥🎤
and it’s not all beautiful,
I hope you still find threads of good.
I hope you find
entire years of life that you made it through
even though you never thought you could
So much has changed
since that photograph was taken,
and you are still worthy of love,
no matter who came in and out of your life,
or made you feel you were not enough.
You are still worthy of love.
And if you find your heart is aching
for days you can’t get back,
and it’s hard to see the beauty in things
that fell apart and didn’t last,
let these feelings remind you:
you have known
what it means
to know love in this life.
There is still time for your heart to heal.
As long as you are living,
you are not out of time.
I know you can’t go back to those days,
but I hope you can find meaning
in this very moment, all the same.
So when you spend time with your photographs,
I hope at least some of them remind you:
even if you can’t go back to how things were,
you can still find where Light poured through.
- Morgan Harper Nichols
Just stop every wrong doings.
Sins have increased.
Covid19 will start ones you stop all wrong.
Believe in Jesus.
God bless you.
Don’t be scared of telling the truth ~ isiko
People who love
Are meant to be loved
Conocer a otros es inteligencia, conocerse a sí mismo es sabiduría. Manejar a otros es fuerza, manejarse a sí mismo es verdadero poder.
Tao Te Ching.
De todos los animales de la creación el hombre es el único que bebe sin tener sed, come sin tener hambre y habla sin tener nada que decir.
Uno es dueño de lo que calla y esclavo de lo que habla.