i would have come to the jail and asked:
"did you do what they said you did?"
and if he had answered in the affirmative, i would have said:
"good luck."
all he would have seen after that is my backside.
point?
there WILL come a day--AGAIN (poor Martin, all that hard work for nothin')--in the history of black folks when we will return to non-violence.
to hell with what folks of other colors are able to get away with--when did we start measuring ourselves by that meter?
solution?
there has and will always be only one way:
love.
u cain't expect nobody ta' luv ya' iff'n ya' don't luv ya'self.
hmmm...i wonder why dem white boys out dere is pissed off?
nobody gets an ass-whoopin' and likes it--especially not if they're being beaten the hell up by some nigger.
but...
every child belongs to GOD.
i repeat!
every child belongs to GOD.
miss nikki ann finds nooses. miss nikki ann drafts letter to all parents and local residents to attend a peace meeting. miss nikki ann brings the folks together in an attempt to make PEACE before some foolish white boy gets knocked the fuck out by some angry ass black boy. miss nikki ann does all of this swiftly, before tons of "high-profile negroes" come into town for ANOTHER moment in the spotlight. miss nikki ann gives the townspeople their power back, makes them accountable for their community: micromanagement. and miss nikki ann makes those poor, lost kids do community service work together, and watches as they begin to bond and melt barriers for themselves and possibly their friends, families, and townspeople.
we be tryna' fight big wars instead of solvin' da' little disputes before dey leads ta' big wars.
ain't nobody perfect.
BLACK folks included.
white man ain't shit.
black man ain't shit.
other colored man ain't shit.
WOMEN! those with the God-given ability to make peace...
create it within yourself, then within your home...
solves half the problem...
next...
spread that peace throughout your community...
solves 25 percent of the problem...
last...
elect folks who believe in "peace opportunities"...
solves the last 25 percent...
black women...
we must deal with our anger issues that are connected to racism and race relations.
yes, millions hate us, but why must we carry their burdens of hatred and pass it on to our sons...
black women...
we must heal what's on the inside...
release.
forgive.
yes, forgive massuh of all the beatings, and the rapes, and the hatred, and the fear.
to not forgive him is to not forgive ourselves.
we must begin to teach our sons the ability to maintain peace under the most absurd and ignorant circumstances.
if not?
we will perish. and it will have a lot to do with US and not them.
justice does NOT reside in a court, it resides within you and your home.
O.J. was the last Negro to "get off"--don't expect Tyrone to escape without doing time.
for those who feel compelled, reach out to as many underprivileged/uneducated/unknowing/unconscious mothers and give them the same reality check:
the answer is love.
THERE IS NO OTHER OPTION. TO BELIEVE THAT ANOTHER OPTION EXISTS IS TO BELIEVE IN LIES--and black folks hate being lied to.
i pray for the healing of all the white folks involved in the situation, just as much as i pray for the blacks.
as God said to Neale Donald Walsch in his book "Conversations With God":
"There is only one of us in the room."
meaning?
he be i and i be him.
when i hurt you, i hurt me.
As Reverend Dion spoke about today in church:
"Live in unity and not division...look past what's in the past."
He also said, "When people are in conflict, if you can't point them to the Cross, then stay out of it."
Point?
If you can't spread love, don't do anybody any disservice by spreading fear and hate.
I AIN'T THE SMARTEST PERSON, BUT WISDOM GIVES ME THE INSIGHT TO KNOW BULLSHIT WHEN I SEE IT--EVEN WITHIN MYSELF.
Peace
I SAID PEACE!
Showing posts with label Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice. Show all posts
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Sunday, September 23, 2007
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Repression: dreaming of a white man
dreaming about unknown man.
his scent lingers.
longing for something not real?
he said, "i have a girlfriend."
i thought, "i don't care."
realized that i did care.
realized i was dreaming.
realized that his slim figure matched black man i know well.
black man i know well in a physically personal way.
realized what repression does to the subconscious mind.
its voice will not be denied.
even if it has to haunt me in my sleep.
am awake now.
but his scent still lingers.
longing...
but now i know for whom.
Love,
Cotton
his scent lingers.
longing for something not real?
he said, "i have a girlfriend."
i thought, "i don't care."
realized that i did care.
realized i was dreaming.
realized that his slim figure matched black man i know well.
black man i know well in a physically personal way.
realized what repression does to the subconscious mind.
its voice will not be denied.
even if it has to haunt me in my sleep.
am awake now.
but his scent still lingers.
longing...
but now i know for whom.
Love,
Cotton
Friday, June 29, 2007
Sick with Happiness (warning: explicit material)
Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice
Gabcast! Quotable #7 - Sick with Happiness (warning: explicit material)
Warning: Explicit! A angry essay/spoken word/performance art piece performed by Miss Nikki Ann (circa 2002)
Gabcast! Quotable #7 - Sick with Happiness (warning: explicit material)
Warning: Explicit! A angry essay/spoken word/performance art piece performed by Miss Nikki Ann (circa 2002)
Da Debil:The Devil (warning: explicit material)
Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice
Gabcast! Quotable #6 - Da Debil:The Devil (warning: explicit material)
Warning: Explicit! A angry essay/spoken word/performance art piece performed by Miss Nikki Ann (circa 2002)
Gabcast! Quotable #6 - Da Debil:The Devil (warning: explicit material)
Warning: Explicit! A angry essay/spoken word/performance art piece performed by Miss Nikki Ann (circa 2002)
Allow Me to Introduce Myself (warning: explicit material)
Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice
Gabcast! Quotable #5 - Allow Me to Introduce Myself (warning: explicit material)
Warning: Explicit! A angry essay/spoken word/performance art piece performed by Miss Nikki Ann (circa 2002)
Gabcast! Quotable #5 - Allow Me to Introduce Myself (warning: explicit material)
Warning: Explicit! A angry essay/spoken word/performance art piece performed by Miss Nikki Ann (circa 2002)
Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice
Due to an inquiry from e.Craig, I've decided to step out of my comfort zone (which is a place I love to reside) and show more of my ego's side. Yes, I believe that all my talk of spirit and love are important. But in order to get to that love, sometimes we must exorcise the demons.
In my twenties, I went through some funny angry phases. During that time, I had a friend say to me, "Miss Nikki Ann (yes, she did actually call me that), I don't know. I don't think it's healthy to be angry like that." Then at another time, I had an open and angelic friend who said, "Yes, sit the anger down, have tea with it, and then send it home." What I've found is that listening to my ego--not accepting the lies it tells me, just listening--has helped me to move into a more centered me; it got me in better touch with my spirit.
During those angry periods, I started writing what I called Angry Essays. My angelic friend loved them so much, and at some point I decided that I should record them and turn them into a CD. I was working in radio and thus had access to a studio where I could record these pieces for free: yippee! So I did just that and have now uploaded a few of them for your listening pleasure--and if the mood hits me, maybe I'll post more or record some newer ones, who knows...
Anywho, these pieces are dedicated to e.Craig, who wasn't afraid to ask Miss Nikki Ann about her OTHER side (ego versus love, an everyday battle). Also, e.Criag's inquiry has sparked in me a desire to create a new section of posts: Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice. Obviously these will be posts that allow my ego, or someone else's, to vent out its lies. But I must ask you to remember that the things posted under Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice are of the ego, and are never to be trusted or ingested for long. For me, the spirit is the truth and the ego is just sad entertainment that can be very dangerous and harmful, unless one is willing to grow from seeing the errors of the ego's misguidance.
Also, please note that Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice will contain explicit material. This material is not meant to offend, it's only meant to shake you up a bit, rattle your nerves a little, just to keep you from getting too comfortable and set in your old ways that may not be working. Also, hell, some of this material just gives me a good laugh.
I'm Out
Miss Nikki Ann (who in her 20's wanted to be a female version of Dolemite--that mutha-fucka was da's shit!) **and so the uncomfortable moments begin...
In my twenties, I went through some funny angry phases. During that time, I had a friend say to me, "Miss Nikki Ann (yes, she did actually call me that), I don't know. I don't think it's healthy to be angry like that." Then at another time, I had an open and angelic friend who said, "Yes, sit the anger down, have tea with it, and then send it home." What I've found is that listening to my ego--not accepting the lies it tells me, just listening--has helped me to move into a more centered me; it got me in better touch with my spirit.
During those angry periods, I started writing what I called Angry Essays. My angelic friend loved them so much, and at some point I decided that I should record them and turn them into a CD. I was working in radio and thus had access to a studio where I could record these pieces for free: yippee! So I did just that and have now uploaded a few of them for your listening pleasure--and if the mood hits me, maybe I'll post more or record some newer ones, who knows...
Anywho, these pieces are dedicated to e.Craig, who wasn't afraid to ask Miss Nikki Ann about her OTHER side (ego versus love, an everyday battle). Also, e.Criag's inquiry has sparked in me a desire to create a new section of posts: Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice. Obviously these will be posts that allow my ego, or someone else's, to vent out its lies. But I must ask you to remember that the things posted under Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice are of the ego, and are never to be trusted or ingested for long. For me, the spirit is the truth and the ego is just sad entertainment that can be very dangerous and harmful, unless one is willing to grow from seeing the errors of the ego's misguidance.
Also, please note that Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice will contain explicit material. This material is not meant to offend, it's only meant to shake you up a bit, rattle your nerves a little, just to keep you from getting too comfortable and set in your old ways that may not be working. Also, hell, some of this material just gives me a good laugh.
I'm Out
Miss Nikki Ann (who in her 20's wanted to be a female version of Dolemite--that mutha-fucka was da's shit!) **and so the uncomfortable moments begin...
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