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phaentom:

I had some choice thoughts about terrorism today

Well now #pertinent

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I love you more than noonray’s fiery claws love to rot peaches to their core. I love you more than gasoline loves to snake its acid arms to virgin sea. I love you more than triggers love to be pulled against a hot and shaking hand in a streetlamp street fight. I love you more than milk loves to spill and more than rain loves to pour. I love you more than revolutionaries love to guillotine limestone faces of ancient kings. I love you more than an atomic bomb loves to stretch its gaseous legs from its rigid metal chamber. I love you more than a machine gun loves to massacre. I love you more than a willow loves to weep her leaves in December morning frost. I love you more than a junkie loves to lose the feeling in his skin. I love you more than a pimp loves profits from a sleepy redhead’s outstretched legs. I love you more than a prisoner loves to scratch his way to daylight through the unforgiving earth under a midnight watchman’s weary eye. I love you more than crystal loves to break and more than the earth loves to crumble and shake.


The laws of entropy dictate that the earth destroys herself with every exhale of her heavy lungs, but I love you anyway.

— "The Second Law of Themodynamics in Love" by Eveline St. Lucia (via theinvincibleheart)

Whoa

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If we wiped the slate clean
Do you think
We’d fall in love with the same people
All over again?

— (via thericecakerabbit)

Pertinent

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The Genocide of Children

michaeldaaboul:

For all the world leaders who sit there in silence that say nothing and do nothing. Who start wars and don’t listen to their people.

For all the rebels and terrorists that think you’re doing God’s work and shattering human emotions.

For all the incapable nations that rise up against nations.

#gaza

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You’re hurt because it was temporary—
of fucking course it was temporary.
No lover knows the meaning of forever
when they press it against the seam of your lips—
that’s not the point.
That isn’t what matters.
What matters is they wanted it:
forever.
Right in that moment, they wanted you
for the rest of their life,
every atom in their being,
they vibrated with it—
with how much they believed it could be true.
That’s what matters.
Of course it ended.
We’re infants taking shots at eternity
and yet we exist for barely a blink
in the fabric of time.
Of course it was temporary.
Everything is temporary.
It’s not meaningless
if mattered.
Even if only once.
Even if not forever.
Even if forever
is something we’re never
going to get.

Transient, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)

Damn…word

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Zoom brianashanee:

I’m really really obsessed with flowers that grow on trees lately.

brianashanee:

I’m really really obsessed with flowers that grow on trees lately.

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sevenseventhree:

important. watch how you talk about the violence in chicago; understand where it really stems from. if you are blaming communities, get the fuck outta here.

Word word word. I’m from Detroit this resonates with me.

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sancophaleague:

In 1923, Rosewood was a primarily Black town in Florida. One day a White woman living in a nearby town had been beaten and robbed. Afraid they would find the real attacker who was her husband, she told police and her town residents that it was a Black man. Immediately a mob of White men and women took to the streets to find the so called attacker. The first Black Man they ran into was Sam Carter. He was tortured relentlessly until he admitted to participating in the White woman’s attack. After being forced to admit something he did not do, they shot him in the head in front of his wife. This was not enough and they continued their reign of terror. The mob traveled across town killing and burning down any and everything they saw in their sight. They burned houses, stores, and almost all the BLACK CHURCHES. Eventually the Black town residents had enough and they began to fight back but this did not amount to much because the Mob had grown too big. The most disturbing event of the entire standoff was the murder of a 4 year old Black girl. As the little girl lay over her mother’s dead body crying, two members of the white mob grabbed her by her ankles and threw her into a nearby burning building. Days later after the town was deserted and things calmed down, the mob returned to check for survivors and burn anything else they had missed.  The Rosewood Massacre is something that is rarely spoken of these days. Over 150 Black Residents were killed; many of their bodies found hanging from trees. Very few of the Black Residents managed to escape and others would never return to the land they had spent their whole lives developing. White people have committed the most atrocious acts the world could ever imagine against Black people. Don’t ever let them convince you to forget.

Written by @KingKwajo

 

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exgynocraticgrrl:

Hip-Hop Artist Akala on -

Being A Man 2014 | Being a Black Man

A panel including hip-hop artist Akala, CEO of Working With Men Shane Ryan, writer and broadcaster Ekow Eshun and filmmaker, theatre director and writer Topher Campbell look at the contradictory and complex ideas around Black masculinity and what tensions arise from stereotypes, colonial histories and economic power.

This is epic

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madamecuratrix:

darksilenceinsuburbia:

Jimmy Nelson

Before They Pass Away

Website

The most gorgeous and wonderful photoset that’s come across my dash in a while.

Wow.

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