And I don’t see a period of “rest” in my future here on Earth
Did you know that in Martin Luther King’s last 31 hours of life it is said he was exhausted, depressed, and terrified of dying?
White descendants, isn’t it time *you* buried racism for good?
Some comments hurt like a fist.
There are negative comments, and then there are evil, ignorant negative comments. It brings me to the brink of despair that some “humans” are devoid of a shred of empathy and benevolence. Yes, they’re blind, deaf, and immune to the pain and suffering of others. And maybe what’s worse is that these inhumane comment trolls choose to spew their dissonant ravings into the Universal consciousness.
To be “romantic” is to express love and deep affection.
But it seems short-sighted to limit “romantic” gestures to only lovers.
Some rants are earned and well-deserved.
The human ego is fragile — it can make “sense” to censor our outrage. Certainly, less exhausting.
“Closure” has always been in your hands
In this country, the White forefathers started this evil criminal conduct of oppression, abuse, and injustice against the Black collective, the Native American collective, and the Mexican-American collective. FACT. And then, they continued to execute it for centuries. Also, FACT.
Writing is thinking, feeling, hurting in print.
For some of us, it takes nerves of steel to write and then publish our thoughts and vulnerabilities and open ourselves to misunderstanding, labeling, and commenting abuse.
And some unknown tomorrow the end.
In the wee hours of this morning, as I rolled over in bed, this thought planted itself in my heart: Today is both your second chance and one day closer to your end.
And I thought —
It doesn’t matter who helps in the commission of a crime, each offender is still culpable for their criminal conduct
Some white people are sooooo simple-minded.
Recently, I wrote an article on Medium called “The United States of America Is a Felon ~ But Still No Justice for Victims.” In the article, the victims I specified were Africans, Native Americans, and Mexican-Americans.
I knew when I hit the green button to publish that White worms would crawl out of the soil and make stupid comments or cry “Whatabout.”