I remember a generation

I remember a generation silenced by drugs to shut down their minds. Not able to make a stand because addiction declined. But before the addiction they were in the face of the man that opposed their beliefs. They were strong in their feelings and very clear about their needs. They organized, they protested, they purchased guns to secure their stance. They did what was needed and their opposers never stood a chance. It wasn't until someone on the inside changed, they were able to be taken down. Lots of people lost their lives and others had to leave town. Drugs came in and took away what was left shutting the whole movement down. It wasn't the mole that did it, what were they suppose to do? It was the self distribution that happened during the taste of that first drug. I've seen it and I've read it and I'm amazed at how it all got stopped. They captured the mind and the plans to rebel, stopped. They got ahold of the strong man and took the whole thing down. And the ones that never helped, continued to sit around.  Secretly wanting freedom but afraid to speak. Afraid to do anything, not even whisper a peep. They only voice they'd give was to criticize. Maybe because they had no clue on how to organize. Organize using what ever skill they had, too worried about being like everyone else and then feeling mad, that they couldn't contribute because they couldn't do what the one with the big voice could. Letting the drugs come in and take our neighborhoods.

Now here we are again a new generation with no change. Fighting the same issues day after day. Fighting the cause and the ignorance of people who don't care to understand. Combating your feelings with ridiculous demands. Demanding that you not love and care for yourself because it's offensive to them. Taking your desire to be safe and free as a direct hit againts them. But I guess it is because it is their freedom they lose. Wow! I never thought of it that way. But if you get what you want they have to change the way they treat you and it will no longer be legal to, kill you, rob you and do whatever privilege do. The playing field evens and they too can be looked at as the bad guy. No more smoking mirrors, no more hiding with a disguise. No more excuses, no more passes to give. No more walking the picket lines, toting the picket signs fighting the unresolved. No more systematic laws created not for your benefit but for the control of you. No more keeping you from your independence and whatever you were born to do. Learning from generations pass and keeping your mind clear. Doing what you can in your atmosphere. We all have something we can contribute, even if it's a great idea. We can use our profession, whatever that might be. Get some laws changed, gain some new possibilities.

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Just thinking about the police

Just thinking about the police and wondering what it must be like to be a black cop. Torn between being black and blue during a time the country is divided over a color you can take off and a color you can't take off. Having the protection of being an officer while at work but finding himself uncovered when he's off duty. I've heard about black officers on duty in plain clothes and off duty in plain clothes being "mistaken for" or "fitting the description of" other black men in the area who happened to be labeled as criminals even though they've done nothing wrong. Either way, the danger for their lives are real. It must be exhausting, the mental fight that goes on in an officers mind to know the truth about black people and following company policy and protocol if what the officers who blew the whistle said was true.

Just thinking about the police and a spirited debate with some white people related to my niece in law over race in this country and their disappointment in Beyoncé's 2016 Super Bowl halftime show and her tribute to the Black Panther Party. One of the women tried to make her point of how bad we blacks are by letting me know that they are taught to look out for black men and trained that black men are looking to kill them just because they are cops. Well, if this is true, their police department has done them a disservice by teaching them that black men are their #1 threat when they are not. Plenty of white men kill cops. Plenty of men from other races kill cops as well. Believing otherwise will put a cop in danger. While he is watching the smoke from the magic trick / being distracted by lies, a white man can sneak up on him and kill him. You know why? He's not considered a danger to cops until he is actually a danger to cops yet he still get to walk away with his life.

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Let's do something different this time

Alright everybody. Let's do something different this time. Please everybody, please don't be asking where Al and Jessie nem at. Where you at? That's a better question. I don't know what to do in this situation like most of you and it baffels me as well but I do know that these men cannot continue to be the only ones called on. If they come folks are mad and if they don't come folks are mad. What are they supposed to do? And what can they do that we can't? We don't have the luxury of sitting around waiting for somebody to do anything for us. We just don't. Therefore, we need to stop acting as if we do.

I watched a video this morning of Malcolm X giving a speach about police brutality and the black man and what he said sounded like modern-day times. His speech was so relevant it made me wonder what is it that we need to do differently because it seems like what we have done so far hasn't completely worked. I have a few thoughts I'd like to contribute. I'm not saying these will work but they are some things I have observed and considered when racial tension is on my mind.

● The white man did not create you. Your conception and his happened the exact same way and needed the exact same materials to reproduce. The birthing process is the same and so is the fact that they too will die and need to be burried. That levels the playing field as human beings.

● The white man is not your creator so stop acting like he is. Withdraw your energy from all of that and stand up in your birthright. He does not control the reason you were born, your purpose, your passion or anything concerning the greater good of you. God (or whatever you want to call it) is the reason for all of that.

● Yes there are some sysyems put in to place to do everything it's doing but we can't focus on that any more. Yes let's be aware that they are there and do all we can to avoid the traps but the reality is, we have to change. Not as a group but as individuals. We have to stop allowing ourselves to be clumped together as if we don't have the right to be individuals. We don't have to all think the same or feel the same way or come up with the same conclusion. We can respond to life in a way that's natural for us as individuals and bring those individual responses together to form a collective group.

● Quit begging. Quit begging them to "stop killing us" with their guns. It doesn't work and their answer will always be "NO".

●  Quit picking and chosing which part of this system you are willing to tolerate. If it's not okay for them to kill us with their guns, it should not be okay for them to kill us with the drugs they brought in to our community, kill us with the lack of resources, kill us with a lack of education, kill us with unemployment, kill us with the lack of health care, kill us with _________ (fill in the blank)...

●  Quit begging for more jobs and more police in our neighborhoods as a solution to black problems. We don't need that. We are all are smart enough to be our own solutions and create our own jobs if we need to. We don't need to be micro-managed or any kind of managed by anyone besides ourselves. Ice Cube said it best, "check yo self before you wreck yo self".

● And lastly, quit teaching our kids to whine, piss and moan about this race business. That doesn't work. Quit teaching them to get highly skilled and educated to work for someone else, quit teaching them that success is in our outter appearance only, quit teaching them to be renters and how to go hard for somebody elses property, quit teaching them to work hard to build somebody elses dream with nothing to show for them selves (does this part sound familliar?), quit teaching them how to go to work every day to a job you hate and quit teaching them everything you have been taught that you know is wrong and ineffective and passing it as something we have to teah our children.

Stop cycling bad information from generation to generation and let's examine ourselves. Let us search ourselves for the piece of the solution we possess so that we can get together with other people who have found their piece of the solution and do whatever needs to be done.

I wish peace, love and safety upon you all. Thanks for taking the time to read this and please share this with your peeps. Arla

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Letter to my ex(s)

Dear ex-man,

I don't want to be arrogant and say that I, while in a relationship, was the only person who had their heart broken and never consider that I may have broken some hearts too.

Sssssooooo

I want to say, from the bottom of my heart that I sincerely apologize to you, insert your name here, for breaking your heart. It was never my intent regardless of what my motives for my actions were. I hope you can forgive me and I hope my apology releases you from being stuck in that traumatic place and you are able to move on and be happy in / with your life. I also hope it releases your heart to be free again and to love again. I also hope it provides peace in your current and future relationships and no other woman have to pay for the heartache I caused.

Sincerely,

Your matured ex-woman

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Forgot About Forever

Maybe forever is too long and the only commitment you need to have is the commitment of living in the moment since the moment you are in is the only guarantee you have of life being what it is. I'm not saying abandon hope for the future or a better tomorrow I'm just saying abandon the stress of committing to something that has no guarantee. Forever is a very long time and very far away and we go through many peeks and valley's on the way to forever that sometimes gives us such a run for our money that we will never be the same. Commitment to something we may not like in the future is an interesting concept and I wonder where it came from. All I know in this very moment is, forever is an unknown that is far away and not something I am willing to make a commitment to. My goal is to enjoy what I have in this very moment, living in my now.

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You know why I love Easter?

You know why I love Easter?

There is something about hope rising that just gets me all excited and ready to try again.

There is something about your haters thinking they killed you off but God says, "sike" and raise you back up lol

There is something about dying to your old self and rising to your new more powerful than you were before.

And that's why I love Easter. It reminds me of renewed possibilities.

Advice

The way I see it is, advice is like fruit, there are many kinds that come from many places. Eat the fruit you like and pass up the fruit you don't. No hard feelings.

What About Us?

"Be a man of your word"

"Be a woman of your word"

We've all heard it. Its been encouraged especially when it comes to how we relate to some one else. But what about us? Isn't it just as important if not more to honor the words we speak concerning us? Is it okay to promise ourselves something and then break the promise we made? Is it okay to disappoint ourselves over and over again by making plans, looking forward to the plans we've made and then not follow through when it's time to deliver? How else will we meet our goals if we don't care enough about us to be a man or woman of our word and follow through with what we said we will? We can't.