"Who told you that it was alright to love me? Certainly, certainly not me."- #ErykahBadu
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in reference to the state sanctioned murder if #MikeBrown
Follow the events, find out he demands of the people and amplify their voices with social media if nothing else!!!
"Date someone who is interested in you. I don’t mean someone who thinks you’re cute or funny. I mean someone who wants to know every insignificant detail about you. Someone who wants to read every word you write. Someone who wants to hear every note of your favourite song, and watch every scene of your favourite movie. Someone who wants to find every scar upon your body and learn where each one came from. Someone who wants to know your favourite brand of toothpaste, and which quotes resonate deep inside your bones when you hear them. There is a difference between attraction and interest. Find the person who wants to learn every aspect of who you are, and hold onto them."
"Imagine there is a string hanging from our backs, and the average person’s string drags across the ground as we move through life. But I feel like my string is being held by some unseen force, and I’m suspended in a perpetual stillness. This stillness is not peaceful, but overwhelmingly abhorrent affliction. I twirl in space, unable to move forward or backwards, but only to see what was and could be, without actualization."
#jawanza james williams
#jawanza james williams
#moment of gratitude
I did not predict this insomniatic spree. So, I suppose a logical response would be to recount things that I am grateful for to counteract this pessimism and odd paranoia.
Moment of Gratitude:
First, I am thankful for this day (July 4th) because it’s the day my mother was born. Naturally, I’ve led a life troubled by issues that as a child I found myself blaming her for. Between her and my father, were it not for their words, they were the gods of my life. So anything that did not work to my favor (at least from an adolescents perspective) it was his or her fault. I’m thankful that I realized, abruptly, that they are simply people. They bleed, they hurt, they harbor secrets, and shame. But just the same, they are vessels of love, courage, faith, encouragement, compassion and the remaining items on a list of humanity’s many good (yes, ‘many’) attributes.
I’m thankful that I had them for one day, let alone the nearly 25 years I’ve been conscious.
I’m thankful that I know what human error looks like; and I am thankful that I realize it is those very errors that enrich life. Without the winter, what is the reason for spring? How can there be a concept of happiness if there is no trial, no imperfection?
I’m thankful for them, and truly more than I could ever list.