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there are reminders that appear—some would say—out of nowhere. however, that is never the case. the universe flows in an undefinable order. the truth floats around us. shifts and moves through every thing we feel and encounter. when you connect with this frequency, all that appears as entertainment ceases to be. there are and there be coded lessons in plain sight.

the message, blatant.
the call, clear.
from the ancestral realm and beyond . . .

“you have forgotten who you are and so have forgotten me.”

“remember who you are. remember.”

“the past can hurt, but you can either run from it or learn from it.”

do you hear their call, because

“it is time”

to move as the king, the queen, the divine being you are. born—you were—into this greatness, but distracted by materialism and shiny symbols of fake riches you have become. just because you cease to acknowledge and live in greatness, does not mean greatness isn’t yours and isn’t you. all you ever need do is remember, acknowledge, to become who you were born to be. granted there may be a fight to restore the balance, but mighty are our allies. and in the end we win … we always do.

trust and know, when they see us—on a cellular level—they’re hyper-aware of how powerful a seed brimming with potential you be.

a cycle has reached its end.
the lion sleeps no more.
you are that lion.

you are the one true king.
reclaim. your. place.
reclaim. your. power.

resonate with it . . .

it ain't new

when are we going to stop falling, face first, for the setup? for the manipulation? stop being bamboozled? hell, hoodwinked? when? when will we see the reel within the real?

shit! most of the time life feels like the last scene of The Matrix, watching as shit unfolds in real time but for the viewer or participant at a much slower rate and you stand there, lacking the desire to continue playing the game and all of its shenanigans any longer. but still you play, merely going through the motions … wondering and mildly questioning your sanity as you continue to. testing the reality as it is presented to you.

we’ve seen this before.
witnessed this before.
the predator and the prey dance.
where the predator is preyed upon by a more cunning predator.

dick gregory was famous for saying, “it’s a game.” and you know what, it is. it has always been. a game that has been televised, publicized … repeatedly.

rinse.
recycle.
repeat.

only the faces of the participants have changed. only the names of the dead are different. surely there are those among us who can see … this.

question: at the top of a new fiscal year, what will your reaction be this time?

the obvious

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the obvious

I find it rather telling when you know without knowing, understand without benefiting from firsthand knowledge the machinations of a system decidedly dismissive and silencing of evidential "black" love in all forms of media. That image, no matter how exact in its depiction of our circumstances and experiences (unapologetically black, proud, pleasant, ambitious, conscious) is not consistent with the narrative that must continue to be pumped, fed, looped and perpetuated; one of strife, trifling living and cooning. There exists no need to elaborate when examples are replete on big screens, tv screens and available for immediate viewing consumption on mobile devices. 

love jones , 1997.

love jones, 1997.

When first-time film director, Theodore Witcher of the 1997 respected classic, love jones spoke with Hillary Crosley of "The Root" three years ago Theodore mentioned he "couldn't get another movie," in spite of his desire to have a long list of credits to his name. "There has to be something that you want to do that a studio wants to pay for. I was never able to sync that up. I wanted to do ambitious films with more black people. You don't get to do that."

Telling, no?

A butchered version of the beloved classic recently aired on a "black network," but since the abbreviated film was tucked inside lengthy commercial breaks, the connection was wanting. This, the age of instant access, you'd think finding love jones on iTunes, Amazon Prime, Netflix or any content delivery site for immediate viewing a sure thing, yet you'd be wrong. Search love jones on GooglePlay and your device will side-eye you as if you were somehow mistaken in your request, instead offering movie suggestions with "love" or "jones" in the title.  Results: love actually. "Really? I didn't mean love actually." (Looking for Menace II Society, released 1993? Take your pick of content delivery companies.) 

There is a reason movies like The Butler12 Years a Slave are financed, filmed and distributed then later recognized by the Academy (as if that distinction is the definitive mark of cinematic greatness; an altruistic nod for diversity).

Movies are not designed to entertain. Their purpose is altogether different, singular.

Representations previously deemed offensive are now clutched tightly to bosoms and dubbed authentic works by masterful storytellers. There was a time when this alone would have saddened and vexed me, however, it no longer does. Instead, pen to paper, words appear.

Blaxploitation, slavery along with a host of psychological engines were not abolished . . . they evolved.

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AFFRM

It has always been my belief that conformists don't change the world; rebels do. Whether you stand alone or with others who recognize the need to exist, create, and be seen through lens and filters diametrically opposed with systemic mainstream thinking, such an opportunity exists with AFFRM.

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A Question and Pregnant Moments

Deep in the throes of penning book three in the Experience Life from a Different Perspective series and while doing a bit of research I came across this clip from the 2011 Awards Season Roundtable series which prompted me to watch the entire discussion. As a result I fell deeper in love with this gentleman, accent notwithstanding, whose blatant honesty is refreshingly welcomed in an industry that bleaches reality into one accepted / expected face. Bravo, Steve McQueen. Nicely played. Hats off to The Hollywood Reporter for making a point to ask and have the question answered.

During this segment, the level of discomfort is palpable and the silence pregnant with truth. If you listen closely you can feel and hear both.

* Point of clarification: These conversations aren't new. From time to time different players (writers, directors, actors) are asked a similar question, nevertheless I'm always fascinated how from one generation to the next the conversation is still relevant and one that requires readdressing yet again. This is not a black and white issue, it is a conscious one with all the faces of the world needing representation in cinema.

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What? What! What?! Denzel and Marky Mark

Say it ain't so!

I'm not a fan of guns and violent flicks glorifying scandalous occurrences, but from the looks of this three-minute trailer, I anticipate a damn good film. Is it August yet? Truthfully, it doesn't hurt that Bleek Gilliam is in the movie. "Who's Bleek?" you ask. Can't help you there. Do your research.

"You saw that move coming?" "That's correct. Gimme the keys."

Of course he did!

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