Not only do we need a complete revolution and overhaul of the entire world financial infrastructure,to create equality in a monetary sense,but we need a complete revolution on how we view each other, how we treat each other, how we feel about ourselves..Because when you see yourself, and love yourself you don`t want to hurt anyone else. When you love yourself, you treat others as an equal.This will only happen when the being identifying itself as human realizes that he, she or it is just a single consciousness, expressing itself through it’s creations or DNA with having an illusion of there being many or “others” around him. The consensus reality of having such illusion of duality is the primary source of most if not all conflict on this earth. Any type of “Money” or currency is the source of all competition and destruction in this world.Its the secondary leading cause of separation..Instead with the new understanding of unity conciousness must come the currency of love and giving.The power of love will revolutionize everything.Its not about black, white, brown, yellow, orange, blue, purple. Its about the people. Unicity! When one comes up we all shall rise together.
You massage the universes’ spine the way you
twirl through time and cast shadows on the sun.
My love is the windsong, if it were up to me I’d never die…
if it were up to me I’d die a thousand times tomorrow
and then live seven minutes later.
If it were up to me the sun would never cease to shine
and the Moon would never cease to glow
and I’d dance a thousand tomorrows in the sun rays
of the moon-waves bathing in the yesterdays of days
to come ignoring all of my afterthoughtsand pre-conceived notions
If it is up to me, it is up to me
- as is my love, untainted, eternal
The wind is the moons imagination… wandering.
It seeps through cracks,
ripples the cracks and explores the unknown
My love is my souls imagination…
how do I love you… imagine.
ON THIS DAY
On Sept. 15, 1963, four black girls were killed when a bomb went off during Sunday services at a Baptist church in Birmingham, Alabama, in the deadliest act of the civil rights era.
(via NYTimes)
Hell is here, right here on earth. Tucked away in a place that can not see.
We are blind to the true hands of satan that gradually steal food, home and life of humans, human just like us. We complain every day about things that we can have another day. They are expecting a little more than half of what you throw away.this can be all changed if the egos of everyone contained compassion instead of greed and selfishness. if the leaders were leaders then why are we stagnant and not being led anywhere. we can change this if we change our selves.
(Source: grizzlyyyy)
Scan taken from Houston’s Space City! (1970) which ran Berkeley Tribe’s coverage of Huey Newton’s release from Oakland County Jail. Photo by Nacio Jan Brown.
On Aug. 5 Huey P. Newton returned to the streets. Two months ago the California State Court of Appeals reversed the sloppy voluntary manslaughter conviction that had kept Huey in jail for the last 35 months.
When he walked out of the courthouse, surrounded by a flying wedge of Panthers he gave the clenched fist salute to his supporters. Then, feeling the heat and obviously disliking the oppressiveness of his Alameda County khaki, he opened his shirt and took it off.
Mobbed as he tried to get into a car, he stood on top of it, assumed leadership in an easy, natural way, quieted people down, calmly thanked his supporters for setting him free, and asked them to do the same for the Soledad Brothers, Los Siete, and all other political prisoners.