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Because Pi
My heart is heavy today, as it has been for many weeks and years but if I had all I needed, I probably wouldn’t be speaking the way I do now. I am uncertain about the intention of those who claim to stand for my blackness, because “they” don’t know me or the whole of…
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The Justice Center
I was moved to write that day and this lovely woman gave thanks as it progressed. I think someone called her Lady Gya. I am uncertain if that if that is her name. I met her a few nights before in my meditation spot with another Portland artist, Chi. I’ve added to this picture later…
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Love, so much Love
This is how you represent, this is how you claim the flag and your right to be here. Own the space you’re an and live it. If theres something you don’t like change it, we all work, bleed, and weep here. Learn respect and love.
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Digging deep.
Shhhh, I trying to decide if I’m going to sleep here in Director Park or go charge my laptop and work on my new logo. I know, I know… Why am I still homeless. I am still working, I just can’t save the money because I’m staying in a hotel whenever I can. I’m lucky…
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June 26 K20
This has been an amazing year thus far, not for any particular reason, just for the fact that I’m still alive and able to witness such ignorance and beauty all at once. People are amazing. Everyday I am surprised at what comes out the mouths of people around me, especially my peers. I’ve come a…
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The fool
Sometimes I wonder, why I care Maybe I don’t really Maybe I’m just trying to make up for being stupid or crazy I mean, it’s obvious that something is wrong with me yet sometimes… People think I’m clever. But I know that I am a fool. And I will die a fool.
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The Justice party
Sitting in the park across from the justice center… Why do they call it the Justice Center, don’t answer that. The atmosphere is “kind”, chill, almost Woodstockish. Not that I’m old enough to know Woodstock. It’s strange, to be in the middle… The generation that had nothing to fight for but their lives. Is this…
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Waiting through moments
It’s a beautiful morning, here in Portland Oregon. The night was warm and I watched ANOTHER “peaceful protest.” I am sitting on the curb, front of the Rescue Mission on w Burnside, after using the restroom for the second time tonight. I’m not sure what the problem is but I’ve had the runs off and…
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Yelling at a brick wall
I am sitting to the west of the Justice center, as I do in the Square; in meditation. While I understand that many come for their own reasons and want to be heard, I am troubled that they have no organization and no purpose but to excite an already ill situation. I didn’t set out…
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