#and fuck we are Black this country was built on our ancestors' scarred backs
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Getting extremely restless about what's happening in the world with so much violence against BIPOC. I hate this war, this destruction of so many Palestinian lives. I hate the machine of colonization and oppression ruthlessly destroying lives.
I wish I could do more. But at least with memory that I remember those who spoke about their struggles, their fight, and their hope. I stand with Palestine. May one day you all be free.
#tw vent#// vent#it really doesn't help that my parents are either neutral or supportive of the US during this whole thing#and fuck we are Black this country was built on our ancestors' scarred backs#our country had laws suppressing us until we got louder and louder for the whole world to see how much America hated us#let's not forget the Native American genocide and how natives here where treated for so fucking long#but yeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaah apparently this conflict is just between a state and a terrorist group#not a state trying to erase a native people off their land; literally killing them#idk I guess it's our time to act white??? no you are Black! You are Black forever!#there's some groups here that literally would love to see us dead#I will not lose sight of what I am; I refuse#I own that part of me; I am Black#and there's so many oppressed people out there who refuse to lose themselves to appease their oppressors#so fucking many us own who we are; don't ever forget that#free palestine#if one is not free we are all not free#may Palestine be free!
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August/2024🌘♎️Justice is coming…
🌘 < ♅︎ The choice is up to EVERYONE. Do you want America to be an apocalyptic shit hole, crated by the extreme, demon possessed, Zionist monsters from Israel? OR, is it possible we could TAKE OUR COUNTRY BACK TO AMERICANS AND EMPOWER THE PEOPLE OF THIS NATION AND THE WORLD TO COLLECTIVELY EMPOWER EACH OTHER FOR A MORE PEACEFUL, HARMONIOUS AND ABUNDANT REALITY?
🦺▪️🎸 We must bridge the gap between ancient knowledge and this hyper bullshit reality these Israeli DEMONS have been trying to create out of their ABOMINATIONS AND LIES. it’s a house of cards built on a false reality which allowed to continue would create a BLACK HOLE of existence, IN THAT FALSE REALITY.
🌘🔺 ♂️Try to reclaim your strength and will to live. Everyone matters, and we have to start building on positive relationships.
🦚 ☌ ♎️ Realtionships be them professional or personal must be respectful, equal and collaborative. How can anyone expect RESPECT if they haven’t EARNED THAT RESPECT by BEING RESPECTFUL TOWARDS OTHERS? The ZIONIST ANIMALS cannot demand respect after they have literally SHIT on everything around them with their fucking COVID POISON, MEDIA PROPAGANDA, DRUGS AND PSYCHOTIC BILLIONAIRE ALLIES.
🌘🔺 ♃︎ I’m nearly 100% clear btw. Even the scars on top of more scars are fading.
🌘 ☸︎ 🌞 I was reminded of my mother’s old Daycare center today, she owned it with her friend Debbie Larson. They named it: Wig Wam Daycare. They even set up a cute totem pole in the front. It must have been a real local one, but I can’t recall where she got it. I’m not asking her right now. If you got in trouble, you had to sit in the caboose of a giant wooden toy train she had set up in the garage. That was a really cool train btw. I guess it went to the new owner when she sold it. Every year my mother and Debbie took all the Daycare kids to see Cheif Lalooska. He must have been close to or over 100. I think he died at nearly 110. He told ancient totem pole stories and he performed authentic tribal mask dances and music for the visiting kids. He did this for all the local school districts for over fifty years. It was incredible, and it felt like it was in another dimension, because it was in a way. The ancestors are here.
🌘 Λ ♄︎ It was weird. I saw my old teacher Ms. Hawthorn-Smith at the store. I accidentally called her Mrs. Hawthorn. She used to bring her kids to my mother’s Daycare. It was weird she didn’t remember me, since I’ve known her so long. I even went on a writing beach retreat with her and published a poem in African American Reflections. No, I’m not African American, but they still published me. That was the whole assignment, get published. Anyway, I told her everyone was trying to kill me. She asked me if it was over MONEY. That seemed like a suspicious response. Consider she claimed to not recognize me at first, but can easily guess the motivation for attempted murder? I don’t have any money. The little I had was my own retirement fund which is gone now. Then she left, but I spoke with the security guard about Peace Health medical malpractice lawsuits and a local class action lawsuit, would be a good idea to advertise around town.
🌘 < ☿︎ I CAN CREATE MY POSTS ANYTIME I WANT. I DO THIS FOR MY PERSONAL SANITY PRIMARILY, NOT FOR OTHERS. If you are upset I don’t always post at the same time everyday, it is because you are probably a fraud or a stalker pig cunt, like my whore inbred sister-in-law Angie.
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