Hurt lashes out sometimes and I apologize for using my hurt to lash out in my post yesterday. That is not the energy I want to put out into the universe. We are not crabs, slobs, or any of those things or any other device that divides us. We all have suffered losses and no hurt is bigger than the next hurt. Please keep my family in your prayers. Another level of consciousness arose in me while being here in Harlem. I felt so at home. Walking up and down 125th St, Malcolm X Blvd, and Frederick Douglass Blvd made me visualize them. I mostly visualized Malcolm walking up and down these streets whether it was going to the library to research, in his office studying or having a meeting. Then Malcolm speaking on corners encouraging folks and trying to empower them and at the same time exposing white supremacy. Marcus Garvey in the 1920’s leading a mass movement, speaking about the power of the mind and independence. Networking and building with other like minded people was awesome at the Hip Hop Education Think Tank. It was definitely a think tank because my brain is on overload. It was good to go to the Zulu Nation meeting of the minds and get my spirit and soul fed. Peace and Love everyone.
Posted on: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 02:41:42 +0000
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