Pack Light: On Self Love and Healing

mama'sgunSong: Bag LadyArtist: Erykah BaduAlbum: Mama's GunWriter(s): Erykah Wright; pka Erykah Badu and Andre Young; pka Dr. DreReleased: September 12, 2000[audio mp3="https://blackloveproject.files.wordpress.com/2015/02/12-bag-lady.mp3"][/audio]

bag lady. let it go. let it go. let it go. let it go. i bet you love can make it better. 

As one goal of Black Love Project is to explore love, I think it important to question myself in terms of what I know love to be. It is a question I ask those I encounter and it is a question I am currently facing.  Every day I am given the opportunity to learn and fall in love with myself, including the lesser parts of me that need healing. This learning and healing process has forced me to turn inward, conducting a self-evaluation. Life and love leave their imprints on all of us, but it is our responsibility to never become victims of our past. Both life and love are best enjoyed when you have no burdens of your past blocking what could be a beautiful present and future. Bag Lady, from Badu's 2000 album Mama's Gun is a perfect guide for understanding how beneficial letting go is. So pack light.

i guess nobody ever told you all you must hold on to is you. one day all them bags gone get in your way. so pack light. 

I never realized how romanticized love was until I found myself in love again. Love is not solely about romance. It comes down to the bare soul and willingness of the people involved. We are taught that love means to give yourself heart, mind and soul. This is but a mere fraction of love. It is important that we first give ourselves the things we wish to offer another. Self love is the foundation of any successful relationship. No other love will be successful if you do not first love yourself. We must first belong to ourselves holistically.  When a lover enters our lives, be they seasonal or permanent, it is important to understand that they are nothing more than blessings. We do not need them, but have been given the opportunity to love them. As both blessings and people can be transient, we must know that we are the only constants in our lives. We must be so in love with ourselves that the presence and affection of another does not sway the way we view ourselves if and when they leave.

sometimes it's hard and we can't let go. when someone hurts you oh so bad inside, you can't deny it, you can't stop crying. 

Erykah Badu has mastered the ability to convey the functional and dysfunctional aspects of love and emotions. She has never been afraid to openly pen her experiences with insecurity, sensuality, bliss and sadness; the yins and yangs of love.  In some shape or form we have all witnessed examples of dysfunctional relationships. Be it from those who raised us to the first lover who did not know how to love us. These instances of tainted love accumulate becoming the baggage Badu sings of.  Often, we do not realize the weight of our wounds, the baggage we've been carrying,  until we try to love again. It is not until someone offers to hold your hand while exploring new love that you see that your hands have been full. Matters of the heart can leave one heavy and jaded. It is a part of life. But this heaviness, if not released, will hold you back from the beauty of allowing someone to love you. Allowing old lovers to continuously haunt you creates a blockade to the blessing of new love.  Letting go of the things that hold us back from experiencing love is essential in being able to love again, to not be a prisoner of the past and to not be afraid to love fearlessly and vulnerably. Bag Lady urges us to recognize this. So let the hurt go. Pack light. And let love make it better.

Kennedy

kennedyName: KennedyAge: 5Hometown: Atlanta, GeorgiaLove Is: I don't know!I recently visited Houston, Texas and was able to spend time with my good friends Lauren and Josh. This was my first time seeing them in almost three years. Ours is a friendship that, no matter how much time has passed, is always pleasant and we pick up right where we last left off. Aside from the excitement of seeing them, I was most excited to finally see Kennedy. Kennedy is the first child of Josh and Lauren and I have known her since before she had fingerprints. She played her keyboard and read to me one of her favorite books. It was surreal to see Kennedy, now five, with her own personality and opinions. She is sweet, intelligent, funny and thoughtful. Seeing Josh and Lauren with their family was moving and surreal.  Seeing my friends, who I've known in younger and less responsible times,  as great parents, reminded me of how fast time moves and how precious life and love is. Kennedy and their six month old son, Brooks, are living testimonies to Josh and Lauren's love.The next day I came again and Kennedy and I forged ahead in our new friendship. We were standing in the kitchen together staring at the rows of number and letter refrigerator magnets. She stares up at me to ask:Kennedy: What word should I make?Monique: Well, what's your favorite word?She thought only for a moment and replied:K: Love. Will you help me spell it?I helped with the spelling and watched as she moved the number five right above the word love.K: I put the five on top so they can know I'm five.M: Ha! Ok, so what is love?K: Love is, um. . . love is, it's when. . . (laughs), I don't know!M: It's a hard question, right? Well, what do you feel when you think about love? You love your mom and dad right?K: Yeah! You're supposed to love people.M: What else do you love?K: I love nature, people and the world. And that's it!Later on in the day, we're piling into the car to head towards dinner and Kennedy and I are having a pretty serious conversation about the difference between chocolate and vanilla cake. And in one sentence, this five year old merged desserts and racial cognizance.K: I like to have the icing all around my mouth. Do you know why I like chocolate? It's because my skin is brown so it would match better. Our conversation continues and I learn that her favorite song is Thnks Fr Th Mmrs by Fallout Boy, which pleased me because I had quite the Fallout Boy stage in high school. I noticed that she kept taking a pink Barbie phone out of her purse and she explains to me that she is sending messages to her best friend, Fiona.K: She's nice. We pretend we're sisters. She pretends I'm her sister and I pretend she's my sister. We both have pretend phones. You know, sometimes I pretend that I'm calling her and then I think that maybe she's pretend calling me too.M: You mean maybe she's thinking of you when you think of her?K: Yes!The ride continues and I turn around to check on her as she's gone quiet. I catch her happily looking out a window and smiling to herself. She catches my eye, laughs and says:K: I'm thinking of talking to Fiona.Kennedy spoke a lot about her best friend. She did it with the sincerest feeling of love towards another person, for no other reason than their existence.They say wisdom will come from the mouths of babes and I learned an important lesson about love during my time with Kennedy. Love is a complete acceptance of someone with no questions. She taught me to look at love through the eyes of a child, without ego or jealousy or control. Loving like a child means to do so without any fear or obligation.

Love Poems: The Wars You've Faced

the wars you've faced have neverbeen of the flesh, you say.of course,you only sound the trumpetfor matters of the soul.you were still fighting your battle with heron the day you said you loved me.i saw your armorbut only thought of you as kingi did not know that i'd met you on the front lineshow was i to know this was a war zone?you are like a haunted housethe way you sleep with ghosts of lovers pastshe haunts your dreamsyet, you say that i imagine her presencedon't you know that i too see spirits?you've left to chase phantoms who call out to youfrom the shadows of harlemyou've been waiting on herwhile selling me sweet dreams to bide your timei do not blame you, for i bought them gladlyshe is your Siren and you have heard her singingyou rush to her shores and your destructionone in the the sameand only look back to tell me not to wait

Love Poems: Day Two

you dream of him in blueand whisper his namein the darkness of southern nightslistening to the cityas it breathesthe walls you've built from crumbling earthshake as he speaks your namethey tumble to let him inthrough your cracks and insecuritieshe enters boldlyand says you feel like homehe thinks you are beautifulyou want to eat away his sadnessso you swallow yoursand ask for second helpingsof his griefyou've always loved the oneswho were beautiful and intensethey too know how it feelsto set yourself on firewhen someone says i love youhow it feels when you finallyturn to ash

The Questions: Taylor Stanley

taylorIt is interesting to say that I have known people from college for more than eight years now. Time definitely flies and I feel that the black alumni of the University of Georgia tends to hold on to those bonds dearly. Even if we were not close in undergrad, there is still the special relationship of having graduated from a school with the commonality of a unique experience. My first memory of Taylor is her voice, a booming, assured voice that is not afraid to speak for the things she is passionate about. Taylor, granddaughter of Andrew Young, never name drops her familial ties. She instead, continues its legacy through her voice and passion for black history, people and civil rights. Taylor was gracious enough to let me pick her brain, and I can't thank her enough. Name: Taylor StanleyHometown: Washington, DCAge: 26Age You First Fell in Love: 22Love Is: Sacrifice. You would give anything for that person. You can’t just wake up and decide you’re in love with someone. It hits you. You lose yourself in that person. It’s not logical. It’s spiritual. It’s permanent.What examples of relationships did you have growing up? My parents were married until I was 19 but I knew it wasn’t a happy one. I grew up in a family of public servants. We love our families but our primary responsibility was the community. My dad was a pastor of the church and so we all had to play our role. But it was the same kind of love my mom knew as a child. Her parents were together and happy but her dad was always on the road serving the community. There’s a superhero complex there. Often times when I was growing up, my dad was so emotionally spent after serving his congregation that sometimes there wasn’t any affection left over. It was rough but it’s a sacrifice. I’ve always kind of understood that.It’s impacted my life because I know that I tend to like emotionally unavailable men with a savior complex. But other times I tend to be drawn to projects; a man that I can work on and build up to become something. I latch on to redeemable qualities and I try to build upon those. But to what end? I needed to latch onto my OWN redeemable qualities and build upon those. Mostly, I’m scared of settling. Like I said, obvious and spoken love was reserved for the congregation and the community. So when someone shows me affection or attention I either latch on or don’t believe them. But when I take to it, I take to it. It’s blinding. It’s scary. I love fast and I love hard. I’m working on it. My mom does the same thing and she scares me emotionally.Do you have any songs that remind you of an old lover? Grenade by Bruno Mars. I loved him intensely and EVERYBODY knew but I always felt like something was off. I was making decisions about my life around him. I literally lost myself in the worst way possible. But I knew in my heart he wasn’t doing the same. He just didn’t know what he wanted and part of me knew that. But EVERY TIME this song came on, it reminded me of him. It became so real that the line that I remember most clearly was, “Yes I would die for you baby, but you won’t do the same.” But we always had songs for each other. After we ended it he called me once to tell me that Bruno Mars “When I Was Your Man” came on and it made him think about me. I don’t know why Bruno Mars was our go to person. The FIRST time we ended it I remember driving to his apartment and Lauryn Hill’s “Ex-Factor” came on and I knew that it wasn’t meant to be but we got back together and ended it again and again and again. We still love each other but we’re never going to be together again. NEVER.Does race matter to you in your relationships? My junior and senior prom dates were white. When I was in high school, my parents sat me down once and asked me if I ever liked black guys. I told them that since they sent me to a majority white all girl’s school in the suburbs, my options for black men were slim pickens except for the boys school down the street. But now, I go back and forth on this one. As an adult I’ve actually been encouraged by family to consider dating white men and I’m not opposed to it but I feel like there are a few barriers. For one, white guys don’t approach me that often and when they do it’s often a fetish type of thing. Second, my laundry list for qualifications of a white boyfriend are long. He has to be understanding of racial issues in America but I don’t want him to feel like he has to PROVE that he’s understanding.Were you raised in a religious household?I was a preacher’s kid but my mom also worked at Planned Parenthood when I was growing up. Both of my parents grew up preacher’s kids. I wasn’t one of the GOOD preacher’s kids. I would say on a scale of one to ten, one being good and ten being bad, I was a STRONG 7. But I kept my virginity until college. But there was never really a conversation with either of my parents about religion and sex. I DO however want somebody who believes in Jesus. I want to be better at being a Christian but I also want somebody who will go on that journey with me. The last guy I was with wasn’t willing to do that.What does being black mean to you?It’s being part of something bigger than yourself. I remember in college when I realized that when black people talk about history and contributions blacks have made we always use “we.” I didn’t notice that about other cultures. It’s like we claim our history from the time of Adam to now. It’s always “WE”. WE were building universities in Timbuktu, WE died on the way over here on slave ships, WE walked across the Edmond Pettus Bridge and WE are being shot in the street. It’s a collective. I want it to be a more diasporic experience but I think that’s going to come soon. 

Dequi Kioni-Sadiki Odinga

diakiName: Dequi Kioni-Sadiki OdingaHometown: The People's Republic of Brooklyn, New YorkAge You First Fell in Love: I don't how old I was [when I first fell in love] because I loved my grandmother.Love Is: Love has many faces and dimensions of it.It was the last day of Atlanta's annual A3C Hip Hop Festival and I was walking around Old 4th Ward interviewing people. I was standing on a sidewalk, tall boy of Heineken in hand, when a slender, blonde girl with dreads walked up to me and said in a thick New Orleanian accent, "You look like a conscious queen." It caught me by surprise, but I went with it anyway.  She begin to explain that she was here with the wife of Sekou Odinga, a political prisoner convicted in the freeing of Assata Shakur. My eyes lit up instantly, this was history. I explained to her the premise of what I was doing there and she told me to go speak to Dequi. I turned towards the tent and Dequi looked at me, gave a huge smile and waved me over. Below is the transcript of our conversation. I am forever grateful to Dequi for sitting with me, while I sweated profusely under the Atlanta sun and learned my history.Monique: A part of my conversation is to really look at how black people love one another. To really understand how a white supremacist system has affected how we love ourselves and one another. We see all these stories from World War Two about love stories, but they never talk about the Tuskegee Airman [or other black fighters] who had wives and girlfriends back home. So I always start off by asking people to tell me how old they were the first time they fell in love and what is love to them.Dequi: I don't how old I was [when I first fell in love] because I loved my grandmother. You know love has many faces and dimensions of it. I love a man dearly today and that is my husband, who is a political prisoner of war and a former member of the Black Panther Party and Black Liberation Movement. And as a middle aged woman, I'm a grandmother, grown children, my grandson is fourteen, my granddaughter is eight, I love them. And I fell in love, I grew into love, I should say. I always say grow into love, because when we say "fall in love" it makes it seem that I'm going to get up and I'll be over it.M: And you're never over it (laughs).D:  (laughs) Right? When I think about love, as an African woman, an indigenous woman, the ability to love in this colonial state that we live in, in this nation of white supremacist ideology, where the destruction of the black family and black relationship and black love took place from the first kidnapping. The first African kidnapped and brought to the Americas to be sold and forced into labor that was an act of war on our love, on our families, on our person-hood and upon our identity. So our ability to love and grow into love and find love and a partner, to love with healing and purpose and vision is an act of resistance in a country that is not meant for that to survive. Sekou is in prison. Our love is not meant to survive. I'm out here at this beautiful hip hop festival today and he's in a prison. He's in a prison where there are more people imprisoned in that town than there are residents.M: Wow. Where is he?D: He's in Clinton Correctional Facility in Dannemora, New York, which is about six hours from New York City where I live. So our love and being able to love beyond those walls is an act of resistance. And I always say to people, even with slavery, even [during] Reconstruction, we were still holding on to family, apartheid America, Jim Crow America, we were still holding on to family. In the apartheid we had to love and be with each other because the black lawyer, the black doctor, lived in the same community with the black plumber and the black sanitation worker. And their children went to the same school, so you supported each other and you supported each other's businesses because that's what you did. Historically, if we look at the destruction of the black community, the black family and black love, it started with integration, then came COINTELPRO and the FBI, all on Black Liberation and the mass imprisonment of radicals and revolutionaries of that era, followed by a so-called War on Drugs. What the fall of Black Liberation did was take the radicals away from the community. The so-called War on Drugs took black fathers, black mothers, now we got black children. So all of this historically, if you look at the history of black people's existence here in this United States, integration, COINTELPRO, the war on Black Liberation it's been a steady climb of the number of people in prison.M: When did you and Sekou meet?D: He was charged and convicted in the liberation of Assata Shakur, who is living in Cuba right now. He was captured in October of 1981, so he was charged and he went to federal prison. He maxed out of his federal sentence in 2009 and they transferred him to New York State to begin serving a twenty five year to life sentence for the crimes that they committed and they convicted him of in New York State. I've done work around U.S. held political prisoners for the past twenty years, so I knew of him, we communicated, but I did not actually meet Sekou until shortly after he came to New York. Meeting him and talking to him, we developed a comradeship because we both believe in freedom and the struggle and loving black people and fighting for our right to be. Those things drew me to him and him to me. And before I knew it, our relationship had transformed into something else. So I have not been with Sekou in that intimate, husband-wife way, throughout this whole thing. I've known him since he came to New York as I was fighting on his behalf; as I fight on behalf of all of our captured freedom fighters.We begin to talk about cultural appropriation and how black people have been left out of the equation when it comes to the culture we have created. We speak of how unimpressed we both are with the theft and corporate rape of black culture -M: I'm not sure if you're familiar with this area, but right up the street there is an area called Sweet Auburn. Martin Luther King Jr. grew up there, his family home is there and they called it "sweet" because black people were able to prosper. There were well to do black families and thriving businesses. And then the 80s came, the War on Drugs came and it ravaged the neighborhood, ravaged the people. And now gentrification is coming here. And the people who have lived here are the unwanted. The grit looks cool, the poverty looks cool to people who are not having to live it. People think this grit is cool, but not the people. You speak of integration, do you believe that the movement of Black Liberation needs outside help? Or is it something we need to do on our own?D: I believe in self-determination and I believe in nationhood. Before integration, we had thriving, self-sustaining black communities. Black Wall Street in Oklahoma, Wilmington, North Carolina, Savannah, I mean all of these places where black people thrived. Thank you for that history, that herstory, because that just shows that the appropriation of African people wherever we are is always going on. So you're right, it then becomes cool to live in the black neighborhood when you don't have the black experience. You see them walking around with shirts that say "Police murder people" but police murder brown people. And a lot of this music at this festival has been culturally appropriated or misappropriated. When hip hop music first started in the South Bronx they were talking to the people. They weren't even touching it on the radio, the radio stations wouldn't play it. People were pushing it in the parks and selling their own tapes, eight-tracks at the time. Until they saw how popular it was, that "We can make money off this." Now the people who are doing it, I don't even call them artists, they are high priced slaves; they are working for the white supremacist ideology, to imprison and enslave our people. Instead of culture being used as a weapon for our liberation, it is used as a weapon against us for our further enslavement, the enslavement of our minds. And that's the first enslavement, like Bob Marley said, "Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery." So that's what we have, our children think that that's who we are, instead of being African, instead of recognizing community, instead of supporting black artists and businesses. Yeah, I think we need to be separate and why? Because the history that we've created here is that we thrive. Right now a black person gets a dollar, as soon as they get that dollar, it goes outside of their community. Jewish people, it turns over eighteen times before it leaves their community. That's why Jewish people have community, that's why they have institutions, it's because they keep their money in that institution. That doesn't make me a racist, it makes me a realist.M: And you know that's so true. When we talk about spending in black businesses it turns into "Well, you're a racist.", but no one says that to the Jews. No one tells the Jewish people to love Hitler, no one tells them to get over the Holocaust. And I think until we have a dialog, where as black people, we are able to say, "This is the system that has created my people's condition." and for the system to say , "Yes, we acknowledge that.", we can't get past that wound, because it's a psychological wound. To teach your children; you were born a slave. . .because how they teach it in our school system, and I don't know how it was when you were in school, but it was: slavery, Emancipation Proclamation, Martin Luther King Jr., now I don't know what you're complaining about, you know? The ramification of Jim Crow, the ramification of these things, you have to acknowledge that. How was the educational system when you were a kid, what did they teach you about black people?D: Stereotypes. There is no black history as far as they're concerned. I really believe that if they taught history, we wouldn't need Black History Month, we wouldn't need Women's Herstory Month, we wouldn't need so-called Latino History Month, Asian History Month. We wouldn't need any of that  because you would talk about the Chinese who built the railroads, you would talk about the African labor that built this country, you would talk about everything. But you don't, so the people have to set aside [their designated months].  As a result, our children don't know, unless they have parents who know, unless there's a community and because there's been a war on black people since 1619, black children don't learn. Most times we don't because those issues that I just raised, have been totally destroyed and crushed. I could never be racist, because racism is about institutions and power. I can say I don't like a certain group, but does that make them unsafe on the street?M: I had to tell someone that, a privileged white person who was complaining about a black person being racist towards them, that me not liking you will never stop you from getting a job, from climbing up the corporate ladder. . .D: From getting a bank loan.M: Property value will never go down when you move in. It never will.D:  And as you said, as white folks move into these areas, the Sweet Auburns, all it does is push us out. Because I live in an area in Brooklyn and I've lived there for more than twenty years and nobody wanted to live there, now they all want to live there. So even that is not integrated. Malcolm said, "The neighborhood's are only integrated long enough until they move your black butt out." So that's what's happening wherever we go. Wherever we go- and that's not even me just talking, that's history. People have a problem with what I say and I say, "Check the history books." Where has a European gone in the world and not stolen, killed, raped , maimed and murdered? Where have they gone and not done this?M: (laughs) Nowhere.D: We buy bottled water today, why? We have record levels of asthma, why is that? So no, people have to study. We have to turn off the t.v., we have to turn off the radio. It's so good that you're doing this because that's what we need. We are the experts of our lives, the only ones who can tell our story.M: My whole aim is to get the black story from the black storyteller, because in my book, everything else is null and void. I've been looking at going back to school and there are some programs I don't want to apply to because the teaching staff is all white. I don't want to learn about people of color from an all white staff.D: And that goes back to the misappropriation. It kills me when people say there's no more racism, how would you know?M: How would you know? You don't live it. I made up a term, it's called racieism, something like atheism, where because you have not seen or experienced it you do not believe it exists. But how would you know if it's not affecting you? Even the idea of a post-racial society. I want you to see my color, I want you to know that I'm African, I want you to see these kinks in my hair. And if that offends you, then that's more power to me. And I love it.D: That's bullcrap. You cannot say, anymore than I could say, that when I'm talking to you, I don't see a woman. You can't say I don't see gender. When I look at that sweatshirt, I see that it's orange. So you can't tell me you don't care if someone is pink, purple or green. First of all, we ain't got no pink, purple or green people, not that I've ever seen. Unless it's in some other universe, but on this one that I live in, I ain't never seen it. So you can't say that. And it's denial, but we know that denial is what this country is all about. Because if they really owned up to their history, then it wouldn't be about white supremacy.M: And they're embarrassed. It's funny, my mom and I were just talking about how there seems to be an innate fear or fascination of black people.D: It's both.M: It's almost like watching King Kong in his cage and you're nervous about when he's finally going to break out after you've been prodding at him. And I think that's what the tension is in this country, I feel like a lot more black people are becoming self-aware; especially with all of these issues going on. Like the boy who was just lynched in North Carolina, our brothers are still being lynched, our men are still being lynched.D: Every twenty six hours, The Malcolm X Grassroots Movement, did a study about two years ago, every twenty six hours, someplace on the streets of this America, a black man, woman or child is killed by a racist, a white person in or out of uniform. With impunity; they don't go to prison, they don't lose their job, they don't lose their pension, there's no conviction, there's no anything. And that sends a message. So the lynchings have been replaced by police bullets. In this case it's gone back to lynchings, Jasper, Texas a few years ago and in Jena, Louisiana.M: And we have your husband who is in prison for freeing someone who just wanted to free her people.D: Exactly. And that's what he wanted. People don't know about Sekou but they eat breakfast in school, they can go to a food pantry, they can go to a free health clinic. If you're black in this country, you can be tested for sickle cell anemia. Those are things that the Black Panther Party did, because this country was not addressing hunger, they were not addressing any of those issues that had a disparate impact on the lives of poor and working class black people.M: Right, only in the Appalachian Mountains, where there were poor whites.D: That's right. People don't understand that Sekou, Abdullah Majid, Mutulu Shakur, Sundiata Acoli, and Robert Seth Hayes, Kemau Sadiki, there are so many. There are seventeen members of the Black Panther Party who are in prison and between the 1960s to today have done collectively eight hundred years in prison. We have Jalil Muntaqim who was captured when he was nineteen years old and he is now in his sixties. Because they criminalize black resistance. Harriet Tubman had a reward on her head in the 1840s for $40,00, so today in 2014, there's a $2,000,000 reward on Assata Shakur's head and they call her a terrorist. Harriet was a criminal and a thief, Assata is a terrorist. So do we have to wait another hundred and fifty years before people say, "Oh Assata Shakur was a freedom fighter."?M: That's so true.D: Because she's a hero. That's what they did to Harriet, she's a hero now.M: Because she's dead.D: Only because she's dead. No, let's do what you say, let's tell our stories now. Let's counter the narrative about violence. You cannot say the Black Panther Party was violent, when violence is as American as apple pie.M: It's self defense.D: That's right, it's self defense. Violence is the bombing of churches, violence is the fact that black people can't walk the street. Violence is poverty. Violence is homelessness. Violence is going to school and not being educated so by the time you graduate, if you graduate, you can't write a college thesis.M: You know, I'm twenty six years old, I'm college educated and I get that college isn't for everyone, I understand that. Outside of that education, I've found it very hard to date in this city, to find a man who knows his sense of worth as a black man.D: It is hard. I forget if it's Marcus Garvey or W.E.B. DuBois, one of them said knowledge of self is so important. If you don't know who you are, they can tell you who you are. So most of us see ourselves through the lens of white supremacy. So that's why that kind of music is playing, because we think that that's the black experience, because that's what they tell us. You're an actor, or if you're an entertainer they say, "Can you make it sound more black, can you make it sound more ghetto?" So we believe we are who they say we are.M: Niggas and bitches.D: I saw somebody walking around here, there was like five of them, with a t-shirt that said "My favorite word is bitch."M: Your mother's a bitch then. Your sister is a bitch.D: Right, that's what I'm saying. So when you said knowledge of self- when you don't know who you are you are defeated. Because as Steven Biko said, one of our most potent, "The greatest weapon in the hand of the oppressor is the mind of the oppressed." If I tell you you're a nigger and you believe it, cause you don't know anything else. If I tell you you're a bitch, if I tell you you're stupid, if I tell you that you have created nothing and you are what I say you are; if I tell you that black is not beautiful and the only thing that's beautiful is blue eyes, so when we see a black person with blue eyes we think they're gorgeous. You mean my black eyes or brown eyes aren't beautiful? My hair isn't beautiful because it's not straight and long? That's misappropriation. Who is defining these standards of beauty? We have to tell our stories.M: And that's why I'm collecting them. I appreciate you so much, thank you very much.D: I appreciate you. 

Back in the Day: The Arrest of Sekou Odinga

sekou[audio mp3="https://blackloveproject.files.wordpress.com/2014/10/1-04-the-revolution-will-not-be-televised.mp3"][/audio] On October 23, 1981 Sekou Mgbozi Abdullah Odinga was arrested for the attempted murder of a police officer. He was later charged and convicted for the liberation of Assata Shakur and attempted murder of a police officer, given forty (40) and twenty five (25) years to life, respectively. He has been imprisoned since and is not eligible for parole until 2033. Sekou is responsible for bringing the Black Panther Party to the Bronx, New York in 1968, which implemented various programs to the benefit of poor and working class black families.I do not have cable in my apartment, so Twitter has been my go to source to discover what is occurring, particularly in Ferguson, Missouri. There has been rampant media coverage of international protests, from Ferguson to Hong Kong. Younger generations have often been accused of lacking in revolutionary spirit, yet lately there seems to be a growing consciousness and action throughout the youth of the world. The Revolution Will Not Televised begins with the line, "You will not be able to stay home brother, you will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out." and how true that is becoming. Twitter has been pivotal in keeping us informed of what is occurring, yet the real work is to be done in the streets and from the people and that is keeping in the spirits of Sekou. We cannot forget our true revolutionaries, those who do not receive media coverage and are hidden under the unjust political system of this country.

Black people will be in the street looking for a brighter day, the revolution will not be televised.

All of us have a duty to respect the existence of Sekou, as it is he and countless of other men and women who have sacrificed their freedom for our benefit. Sekou believes so much in the freedom of his people that he forfeited his ability to live as a free man for that cause. There are currently seventeen members of the Black Panther Party who are collectively serving more than eight hundred years in prison. It is important to understand that we do not need television to support and remember those who have given their lives for our existence. It is important for us to carry that revolution in our actions and thoughts, as so many have done before us.Let us remember the following brothers and sisters who are imprisoned for fighting for the sovereign existence of black people.Comrades Currently Imprisoned:Sundiata Acoli, Jamil Al-Amin, Herman Bell, Veronza Bowers, Romaine 'Chip' Fitzgerald, Robert Seth Hayes, Mumia Abu-Jamal, Mendo We Langa, Ruchelle 'Cinque' Magee, Abdullah Majid, Jalil Muntaqim, Sekou Odinga, Hugo 'Yogi' Pinell, Ed Poindexter, Kamau Sadiki, Mutulu Shakur, Russell 'Maroon' Shoatz, Albert WoodfoxIf you'd like to discover more ways to support Sekou, please visit the following sites:Web:SekouOdinga.comVia Mail:The Sekou Odinga Defense CommitteePO Box 380-122Brooklyn, New York 11238718.512.5008Via Email:info@SekouOdinga.comYou may also write to directly to Sekou:Sekou Odinga#09A3775Clinton CF, PO Box 2001,Dannemora, NY 12929Song: The Revolution Will Not Be TelevisedArtist: Gil Scott-HeronAlbum: Small Talk at 125th and LenoxReleased: 1970Writer: Gil Scott-Heron