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Blackish

This evening watching this family show; the main focus was spoken on HOPE. In a world of discouraging behaviors, and challenging barriers. How do we shield or expose the truth to our children. 

In this episode of what I caught near the beginning; both of the parents shared a difference in opinion. But they respected one another in communications in life changing views of information to the children of what HOPE should look like & the reality of what FEAR is really about. In a society of the world we see of bleakness & uncertainties. But so do our children of all ages. So one of the parents took to a defense of what should be spoken to the children. Regarding the fear factors on the opposite side of the door of the safe space any mother with strong concerns would hide of the world; to secure her children. Because the reality is even though the truth is not spoken; it does not mean its non existent. Of  the disadvantages and prejudices that the dad exposed in concern to his children. Of real information in of the Powers that could be used against them. In a society of 1 determining factor; of whether they live or die. No matter what walls they live behind. Inequality is a dangerous factor for them, in comparison to any other race in this world of dangerous algorithms of inequal justice's.

I remember a conversation with my gc’s mothers this was after my sons death; it was as if they harbored a rebellious spirit. And that was not my real concern. I stand firm with my son. And acknowledge  our differences in wisdom & knowledge. And how the barriers crossed in disrespect can cause immature clapback. We could waste time blaming our differences beginning with parental directions in us All,  and life experiences we have or not. But the reality is time is getting late; and this will not be a competition no one will in. This is a time of real survival and strong focus is required. Now that any biological father or mother is no longer here. To share the reality of  life with his or her own small children.  Of who and why all children  will be exposed to life in a different world. And due to his or her absence its imperative every child should know all their families. To ensure they are mentally empowered and not harbored from wisdom and knowledge. Of how the logistics of Power in the real world  works against us in injustices and even in our own society; no matter if you survived a circumstance, are how loud we bark or manage to think we have out thought the process. No one can out run time. When it comes to our conduct, understanding and  resilience to change. We must be more mindful of what has not been exposed to All. To remain reserved in our mindsets. Not knowing we are at a disadvantage for what we have not learned or accepted until it happens tp us for no reasoning. So we lose a sense of hope instead of attempting to hide if not denie our children a real conversation.

If we choose to ignore another call or respond attentively to another who has proven to deny us in arrogance. Dont lose  HOPE because of your actions in decisions. Find a reason to adjust your focus.      

For every story there is an Arthur who writes mysteries, love stories if not his or her own novels. And in them.we  can’t shield them behind bolted doors and plastered walls, block calls and attitudes and minimum conversations. While depending on people who entertain us with lies; until we are faced with the truth. And if the COVID-19 has not revealed to us who we have become in our own strengths, and weaknesses, if not a united NATION; it’s time we re-evaluate what’s in this life worth fighting for. In case change is Totally Dependent on US.

Authors

The Author is a significant title; this person is a mediator, narrator, or main character who has a unique skill in bringing the writing in short stories alive, creator of blogs, real characters present their monologues, writers advertise editorials, while newspapers  sale off the news stands. And millions of Best Selling Novels are in movement around the world. 

Who is this Arthur of creativity in vision. Who uses his or her hands with a stroke on a keyboard, on paper, are with  pen?

Who are the characters in the stories an Arthur writes about. And who are the readers who either end up on a page. If not invited by a story that relates to their life's?

It is you, I, and them. We feed into one anothers story, idea or  sources of information. Then presented to the world of Fiction & Nonfiction  stories. 

My grandmother wrote letters until the age of 88. I spent the summers learning chores off the land. But I also watched her with every stroke of her pen. And listened with anticipation of learning more to how a story line begins to every end. And what I noticed was with each letter she wrote it was different in style. Because every line did not repeat in wording. It was a rhythm that flowed on every line to the recipients of a response. And once I had my own son. I talked with him in such a tone. Of whatever he initiated of a conversation. He would listen for at least 1 hr. If not 20 minutes in silence. He also did this form of communication to bond with his own children. For 28 years we both took away from every phone call if not a text "God bless our souls". A style of communicating from one Arthur to the next.

My point is this not every statement will be acknowledged with an answer or another question. 

However if direction is sought stick with the recipients dialogue. For not every letter or book will be written by one Arthur in this life. 

Why, because not all stories are written based on facts. Or real stories may never be heard. However the story should present some answers. But not without an established relationship of informative  conversation. Because not every letter written by the Author will address a multitude if not a few in the audience. In the same or different directions.

In this life we all have our own personal stories to tell. Either you will be The Arthur of your own Chapter. If not writer of Novels. Are maybe a reader of many books that either relates to a relationship of sourced information. 

Or just another Arthur's  writing. That has attracted you to a story dialogue.

Black Labor White Power

How can we disregard the history; and grow angered & spiteful towards one another for fufiling the legacy of the pages in this Book by Claude Anderson Published in 1941; Black Labor and White Power. Slavery & Jim Crow public policies that utilized black labor to industrialize a nation. It focuses on how black people were engineered mentally and physically into disparities & named by false  identifies & led by tailored beliefs. To act out in  competitive behaviors of being the players and winners in our own race of people. But in reality we are playing one another. But not in a game of monopoly to win. Are to gain  knowledge for advancement to help one another; but a game we remain being played in against our own people .

The question is who told us we were were free; and who allowed our ancestors to be free. Where in history have there them, those,  and us in our Kings & Queens of African decent do not exist? 

Then over generations somehow we returned back to these pages of untitled names of slavery in history. Even though some of our people; prospered in education * Black Wealth. To be deceived and sold back of themselves to the White Powers that labeled identities in Black Labor in history.

We play rivalry againsty one another in this White Power of a game in strategy; of Black Labor vs. Black advantaged where neither of us are destined to never win. If we hate each other with such an intense behavior to prove something. Then what is it we struggle to love about ourselves. And remain vulnerable to this White Power in who will deny us but continue to show us our own Black worth. 

If my mother taught me to be free in my mind and I desired a strong will to live and pass down this wisdom to my own son, daughters and my African American grandchildren because they are small and vulnerable; then why am I being the one cursed and they being denied in knowing their own people, worth and freedoms. By their own people who control them through  manipulation. In their own behviors of aggression in his or herself; but not expressed towards the oppressors of White Power to answer back. To why in reasoning of our sold out history,  denied equality and harbored in seclusion to speak out loud and manipulated to not think for ouselves. While being cheated and lied to; about who is really of Black laborers in Power & Wealth.

The information provided to a black people has been objective for generations. And yet we still argue with each other over our own issues, accomplishments, capabilities and self identifications. 

When my black child was robbed of his life. I remember him saying why can't I be free to choose. I said son you and your children don't owe another person anything to live & think freely. However the day you are not present in this life. I will have a burden to bare. For knowing you were not going to be held captive to other people whose intent is to control you & answer back to someone else. Because you will not deny yourself or your seeds a right to their own state of minds. And the day you express in knowing your own identify as a black man to his own of Black Labor amongst White Power. There will be situations to acknowledge. Because of the stained history of our black people over generations. Where some continue to live in denial of themselves. To facing up to &  finding the healing from being oppressed by the instruments of White Power.

If White Powers controls our freedom. And lost identities denies our unity. When are we and our children really free. When we work against one another for Knowing that we are Powerless due to the works of our generation of Black Labor. And refusal to address the state of our mental condition in staying vulnerable to; White Powers not approached.

Don't deny yourself a future for being controlled by these things;

DEVIL

PEOPLE

MONEY 

THE PAST of what or who has not shown accountability in being addressed. For one day we shall all share Peace on Earth. 

 

Journey

We started on this journey together; and there are times we will be intentionally separated apart. Just remember nothing can separate real love.

Our trials will test each other in patience, jilted emotions will devour a mindset over generations, spite & jealousy will separate us because of the greed if not guilt vs. wisdom and forgiveness. Depression cloud our visions & confusion stigmatize our growth. 

No worries faith & courage is what some people fight with. Silence and fear in what others operate in. Time is of the essence and this journey will not last forever. 

The journey is going to happen; and before we see and know it. Time is going to change things; whether we,us are them. Is prepared, preparing are not ready at all.

SIS

Stay safe, Be Informed and Secure all is of priorities around you.

Safety is a precautionary measure taken; in the event we are not warned what is ahead of us; in man's or life's plan.

Information is vital; and we must be opened minded to listening or either follow trained instructions.

Security of ones self is crucial in the world; but also is securing the little people, elders and the space we share. 

In the event we, you are them is separated. Share * Secure some Informative information to stay Secure. Until we are in one anothers arms; again.

Hazardous Road Conditions

The weather reported this morning; the roads are icy and dangerous. So please take a moment to reflect on what is most important. After this morning we watched live as the Fed-Ex truck flipped over a Wall on interstate 35W in Fort Worth.

We pray for the families involved who are going to receive a call; the call they were not expecting at all. And we can all relate the bills are due, kids are out of class and our feelings are on the edge. Because the bills are due and the plan for survival is slow in motion are unclear. However, rest in knowing bills will be around long after the customer is gone. And our families will mourn the horrific cause. So once again, make preparations for this week by slowwwing down for once. Tomorrow is not promised are neither is the next moment. 

 

Black

So many mothers are wearing black dresses these days, and no its not for dinner parties or a cultural event. Black, White, Hispanic, Asian, Italian or Jewish, Muslim and all mothers. Mothers are laying to rest their babies of all ages. 

I began singing at the age of 2. My son knew how to dress himself, prepare his own plate and could determine hot & cold water to bathe by the age of 2. Because this young mother at the age of 22 worked a night shift at the postal service. And sometimes Dominique did not want to wake me up. But as I slept I dreamed of him knowing he had slipped out of my arms; and immediately I would awake to finding my terrible 2 taking care of me. By allowing mom to rest. And even in death I stand committed to him.

Its not how we lived our lives; in the eyes of someone else. It's how we loved on each other, our children, family, mates and a few good friends; if there are any living of those true friends who appreciated the idea of change. And share the true story behind the journey of those at rest; footprints. 

Tonight I was thinking to myself as I prepared my son to rest. It was 2 days before we talked about a life for his children. It was the night before we would say I love you for the last time. And the next morning his life was robbed. If only I had one more day to say again; its impossible to do Gods work. And love on people that are incapable to respect, communicate and love you back no matter what you give.

We assume to no one another. But no one knows a child; like his or her mother. And even if we fuss & disagree. A son will always seek his mother for love, truth and understanding.

If you never had a bond with your child or children. Love is not dressing them in fancy clothes. "Yelling to the top of your lungs, in bullying a child to hurry in grow up". Are neither is cohabitation a confirmation you own someone. Love is not arguing in a relationship and creating animosity for someone who is willing to give more of; what you are willing to take in the end. And distrust is not loyalty in a friendship.

This song gives me comfort. Someone is in need of comfort as well. Even if you have not lost a child. The idea of losing a child should encourage you to change if not build on that relationship. 

Our race & struggles maybe disputed & segregated. But  heartache is a state no race of man can escape. You Just Don't Know.

In memory of our Sons & Daughters.