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“A country is only as strong as the people who make it up and the country turns into what the people want it to become. Now, this country is going to be transformed. It will not be transformed by an act of God, but by all of us, by you and me.” - James Baldwin
The mothers of police brutality victims in Beyoncé’s Lemonade.
I cried like a baby
“GREETINGS FROM A PLACE IN MY HEART”
YOSHITOMO NARA
gold jewelry on brown skin
A LOVE POEM WRITTEN FOR STERLING BROWN
(after reading a New York Times article re a mummy kept preserved for about 300 years) I’m gonna get me some mummy tape for your love preserve it for 3000 years or more I’m gonna let the world see you tapping a blue shell dance of love I’m gonna ride your love bareback on totem poles bear your image on mountains turning in ocean sleep string your sighs thru the rainbow of old age. In the midst of desert people and times I’m gonna fly your red/eagle/laughter ‘cross the sky.
– Sonia Sanchez
Wishbone Chair by Hans Wegner
when Jesus knew Judas would betray him but invited him to brunch just for the drama of it all
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Charlie Kaufman
the photos are on point though!
Identity would seem to be the garment with which one covers the nakedness of the self: in which case, it is best that the garment be loose, a little like the robes of the desert, through which one’s nakedness can always be felt, and, sometimes, discerned. This trust in one’s nakedness is all that gives one the power to change one’s robes.
James Baldwin, The Price of the Ticket: Collected Nonfiction, 1948-1985 (via theclassicsreader)
Images from We Are Still Here, a Photographic Account of the American Indian Movement