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duhdoydorothy: heyfranhey: diosasalnatural: Diosas al Natural...

Tue, 21 May 2013 11:58:18 -0400

heyfranhey:

diosasalnatural:

Diosas al Natural presents:

The First Ever Natural Hair Meet Up in Puerto Rico / El 1er Encuentro de Pelo Natural en Puerto Rico.

Photos by: Kali Blocker y Joselyn Ponce

In PR??? Huge.

perfect hair all around

s/o to girl on far right for having the hair i literally dream i have

Puerto Rico we on!

"i have a daughter/ mozambique i have a son/ angola our twins salvador & johannesburg/ cannot..."

Tue, 21 May 2013 11:56:20 -0400

“

i have a daughter/ mozambique
i have a son/ angola
our twins
salvador & johannesburg/ cannot speak
the same language
but we fight the same old men/ in the new world

we are so hungry for the morning
we’re trying to feed our children the sun
but a long time ago/ we boarded ships/ locked in
depths of seas our spirits/ kisst the earth
on the atlantic side of nicaragua costa rica
our lips traced the edges of cuba puerto rico
charleston & savannah/ in haiti
we embraced &
made children of the new world
but old men spit on us/ shackled our limbs
but for a minute
our cries are the panama canal/ the yucatan
we poured thru more sea/ more ships/ to manila
ah ha we’re back again
everybody in manila awready speaks spanish

the old men sent for the archbishop of canterbury
“can whole continents be excommunicated?”
“what wd happen to the children?”
“wd their allegiance slip over the edge?”
“don’t worry bout lumumba/ don’t even think bout
ho chi minh/ the dead cant procreate”
so say the old men
but I have a daughter/ la habana
I have a son/ guyana
our twins
santiago & brixton/ cannot speak
the same language
yet we fight the same old men

the ones who think helicopters rhyme with hunger
who think patrol boats can confiscate a people
the ones whose dreams are full of none of our
children
the see mae west & harlow in whittled white cafes
near managua/ listening to primitive rhythms in
jungles near pétionville
with bejeweled benign nativess
ice skating in abidjan
unaware of the rest of us in chicago
all the dark urchins
rounding out the globe/ primitively whispering
the earth is not flat old men

there is no edge
no end to the new world
cuz I have a daughter/ trinidad
I have a son/ san juan
our twins
capetown & palestine/ cannot speak the same
language/ but we fight the same old men
the same men who thought the earth waz flat
go on over the edge/ go on over the edge old men
you’ll see us in luanda, or the rest of us
in chicago
rounding out the morning/
we are feeding our children the sun

”

- nzotake shange, bocas: a daughter’s geography. (via black-poetry)
This is OD!

hamdoullahcava: Muhammad Ali on the Vietnam War Draft

Tue, 21 May 2013 11:53:38 -0400

hamdoullahcava:

Muhammad Ali on the Vietnam War Draft

flozac: the principal at my school made an announcement...

Tue, 21 May 2013 11:50:17 -0400

flozac:

the principal at my school made an announcement yesterday that the girls need to start covering up and then i found this in the hallway

buttonpoetry: Jamaica Osorio - “Fire and Rain” (CUPSI...

Tue, 21 May 2013 11:43:09 -0400

buttonpoetry:

Jamaica Osorio - “Fire and Rain” (CUPSI 2013)

“Love is the desire to do anything to protect someone from the world.”

Jamaica Osorio, performing for NYU during semifinals at the 2013 College Unions Poetry Slam Invitational.

"So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring..."

Tue, 21 May 2013 11:41:50 -0400

“So you plant your own garden and
decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.”

- Jorge Luis Borges (via Swanfeather Songs)

Photo

Mon, 20 May 2013 23:31:27 -0400

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Mon, 20 May 2013 00:21:51 -0400

Photo

Mon, 20 May 2013 00:08:18 -0400

viola-davis: Charlie Rose: Are you where you thought you would...

Sun, 19 May 2013 12:09:50 -0400

viola-davis:

Charlie Rose: Are you where you thought you would be? Are you further than you thought you would be? Have you had the opportunity to show how good you are? [x]

Photo

Fri, 17 May 2013 10:20:38 -0400

"We as Black people have to tell our own stories. We have to document our history. When we allow..."

Mon, 13 May 2013 19:15:18 -0400

“We as Black people have to tell our own stories. We have to document our history. When we allow someone else to document our history the history becomes twisted and we get written out. We get our noses blown off.”

- Erykah Badu, The Black Power Mixtape 1967-1975 (via beautiful-ambition)

Beyonce Feat Andre 3000 - Back to Black Official Version (The Great Gatsby) - HD - YouTube

Sat, 11 May 2013 13:14:09 -0400

Beyonce Feat Andre 3000 - Back to Black Official Version (The Great Gatsby) - HD - YouTube

setfabulazerstomaximumcaptain: call-of-cthulhu: sinidentidades:...

Thu, 09 May 2013 16:32:44 -0400

setfabulazerstomaximumcaptain:

call-of-cthulhu:

sinidentidades:

Australia’s history of racism towards Aboriginals is absolutely disgusting.

Until the mid-60s, indigenous Australians came under the Flora And Fauna Act, which classified them as animals, not human beings. This also meant that killing an indigenous Australian meant you weren’t killing a human being, but an animal.

To this day, Australia breaks every code of the Geneva Convention when it comes to indigenous Australians and their human rights. The “public housing” that the government has given them are one-bedroom shacks with no running water, no electricity and no gas, that entire families are forced to live in. These shacks are in communities in the outback, as far away from “civilised” society as possible. Out of sight, out of mind.

Indigenous Australians that live in the city are commonly forced to live in very dangerous and derelict areas that the government gives very little funding towards. Redfern in Sydney is a highly indigenous Australian populated suburb that is rife with crime, unemployment and horrendous living conditions. The government does next to nothing to help these people, either.

Whenever riots have broken out as a result of incredibly low morale, the police and the government are very quick to point all the blame at the indigenous Australians and say that they are the cause of their own problems, rather than looking at what the actual cause is.

Unemployment rates amongst indigenous Australians is astronomical. Crime rates are astronomical. Suicide rates are extremely high within the indigenous Australian community. Death from inadequate living conditions and inadequate health care is common. Brutality towards indigenous Australians is common.

The way many indigenous Australians are forced to live is equivalent to that of what one would expect from a third-world country. Indigenous Australians are considered by the UN to be one of the most horrendously marginalised groups in the world.

And how does the government amend all of this? With a national “Sorry Day”, where white people plant a hand in some designated area of soil as a token of their white guilt, and then continue going about their white privileged day.

On top of that, white people here commonly bitch and complain about how “good” indigenous Australians have it and how “thankful” they ought to be to the white man for improving their quality of life. Meanwhile, indigenous Australians have lost almost all sense of identity and culture because of white colonisation.

What is left of Aboriginal identity and culture has been nearly completely destroyed. And most people in this disgustingly privileged country do not give a single god damn fuck.

Australia is a disgusting country when it comes to racism. I am disgusted by my own country.

But Australia is so great and cool and stuff >_>

searchingforknowledge: socialismartnature: For realz, tho....

Tue, 07 May 2013 22:23:25 -0400

searchingforknowledge:

socialismartnature:

For realz, tho. Disney just applied for exclusive copyright ownership of the phrase, “Dia de los Muertos.” This would be like BP seeking a copyright on the phrase, “Better safe than sorry,” or the White Citizens Council on “Black Power.”

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/05/07/disney-trademark-dia-de-los-muertos_n_3231929.html?utm_hp_ref=entertainment&ir=Entertainment

WHAT

"Don’t surrender all your joy for an idea you used to have about yourself that isn’t true anymore."

Tue, 07 May 2013 15:34:46 -0400

“Don’t surrender all your joy for an idea you used to have about yourself that isn’t true anymore.”

- Cheryl Strayed (via creatingaquietmind)

Things my mother taught me:

Tue, 07 May 2013 15:31:58 -0400

Know the night and its dangers
Know the night and its dangers
Know the night and its dangers
Know the night and its dangers
Know the night and its dangers
Know the night and its dangers
Know the night and its dangers
Know the night and its dangers
Know the night and its dangers
Know the night and its dangers

divinemoon: Beautiful, offering to Oshun of the river! Ache and...

Mon, 06 May 2013 15:01:47 -0400

divinemoon:

Beautiful, offering to Oshun of the river! Ache and Maferefun Oshun!

"After learning my flight was detained 4 hours, I heard the announcement: If anyone in the vicinity..."

Sun, 05 May 2013 15:37:05 -0400

“

After learning my flight was detained 4 hours,
I heard the announcement:
If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic,
Please come to the gate immediately.

Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there.
An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress,
Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly.
Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her
Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she
Did this.

I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly.
Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick,
Sho bit se-wee?

The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used—
She stopped crying.

She thought our flight had been canceled entirely.
She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the
Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late,

Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him.
We called her son and I spoke with him in English.
I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and
Would ride next to her—Southwest.

She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it.

Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and
Found out of course they had ten shared friends.

Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian
Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours.

She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering
Questions.

She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered
Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag—
And was offering them to all the women at the gate.

To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a
Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California,
The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same
Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies.

And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers—
Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African
American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice
And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too.

And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands—
Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing,

With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always
Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere.

And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought,
This is the world I want to live in. The shared world.

Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped
—has seemed apprehensive about any other person.

They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too.
This can still happen anywhere.

Not everything is lost.

”

- Naomi Shihab Nye doe (via scatteredclaws)
“always carry a plant, always stay rooted to somewhere”
sigh. I love this.

sirdexrjones: “I don’t know when it all started, but for a...

Sun, 05 May 2013 15:31:31 -0400

sirdexrjones:

“I don’t know when it all started, but for a while, I’ve been very color-conscious. I’ve been very race-conscious, and I’m very aware that I’m not just an artist, but a black artist. And I have no problem with that. I’m very careful about how we are portrayed. I know that if you google the word “beauty” right now, 99.9 percent of the face that come up will be white women’s faces, and that’s a bit astonishing. And, I don’t know, I just feel like images speak volumes, and when I speak to people through my images, I just want to make sure I’m saying something positive when it comes to the issue of black women or black men.

I tell negative stories, I can show an ugly side or tell an ugly truth, but at the end of it all I want the message to be something beautiful and positive that not just black people can relate to but everyone can relate, and I want everyone to understand it. But that’s not always going to happen. Not everyone is going to look at my work and see beautiful, stylized, somewhat provocative photos. I guess some people will see ugly naked bodies or pornographic image. Ugly uncombed afros or long dreadlocks. But that’s kind of why the image is out there, to expose people to those images more, and desensitize them to it.”

- Dexter R. Jones (SirReal Photography)