Black is home.

[endlessrebel]

blackness is godly. never let anyone interfere with your godliness.

endlessrebel

[endlessrebel]

It’s so beautiful, but so painful to be Black.

endlessrebel (via blackishome)

[endlessrebel]

I Love the Skin I Wear

I love the skin I wear

Melanin drops of the finest quality

Natural bliss of tropical means

With African seams of fluidity

Alive, beautiful, radiant

Oh how I love the skin that I wear

Warmer than a mink

More comfortable than any other

Yes, it caresses me better than any brother

Fierce, dangerous, courageous

That skin that I wear

Oh that skin that I wear

This skin that I wear

It kills, it stuns, it feels

Oh this skin, this skin is all mine

My prized possession, my love

-EndlessRebel

[endlessrebel]

A poem I wrote 5 years ago at 19💜

[endlessrebel]

Attention Black women with natural hair...Whether you wear wigs or sew-ins or whatever the case may be, I want to know what led you on this journey to embrace your natural hair...

I’m curious to see how this was for you personally. It can be simple, short & sweet. 

I’ll start it off. 

I’ve been natural my entire life. I wanted a perm in kindergarten because a lot of girls in my class had it, but my mom was like OH NO. You will NOT be getting one. Since then, I never wanted one again. I never understood why my mom reacted in this way until I got a little older. I am glad that she chose to keep me away from it. But I always wore gel or something to keep it “tamed” because that’s what I was taught to do. 

In my senior year of high school, I was heading back for the first day soon. I woke up one morning, and I washed my hair. I never really appreciated my curls until I just stared at myself in the mirror for a while that day. I told myself that I was not going to put anything in my hair besides some oil and hair cream. It felt so good. But I was scared to see what the world’s reaction would be. I didn’t care after a while though because I just loved my hair. It was just that simple. 

Of course I do whatever else I want to do to it now, but I’m so glad that I was able to embrace what I always thought I had to ‘fix.’

YOUR TURN! 

[endlessrebel]

I Love the Skin I Wear

I love the skin I wear

Melanin drops of the finest quality

Natural bliss of tropical means

With African seams of fluidity

Alive, beautiful, radiant

Oh how I love the skin that I wear

Warmer than a mink

More comfortable than any other

Yes, it caresses me better than any brother

Fierce, dangerous, courageous

That skin that I wear

Oh that skin that I wear

This skin that I wear

It kills, it stuns, it feels

Oh this skin, this skin is all mine

My prized possession, my love

-EndlessRebel

[endlessrebel]

A poem I wrote 5 years ago at 19💜

[endlessrebel]

It’s so beautiful, but so painful to be Black.

endlessrebel

[endlessrebel]

You don’t have to compromise yourself for anyone. Respectfully distance yourself as you must. Genuinely engage with the individuals in your power circle. Acknowledge & learn from other power circles. Uplift. Listen. Be honest. Act on your word. Be present & empathetic when you can/are asked by those people. Mean it all. Understand your limits; push & value them.  Yes, you can love from a distance if the important part of the spirit of those relationships faded.  You do not have to compromise yourself or your time. You do not have to feel guilty for feeling this.

endlessrebel

[endlessrebel]

be confident in what you want out of life. don’t hesitate just because other people don’t understand you. don’t miss out on the life that you want because others suggest that your happiness isn’t worth your time.

endlessrebel

[endlessrebel]

You don’t owe anyone your story. If anyone tries to look at you and assume who you are, let them. They deserve to be a fool all on their own.

endlessrebel 

[endlessrebel]

Love at Death's Pace - Genre: Urban Arts

Trauma had already taken her life many times before, but this love called, & she finally wanted to bury herself, laying the unworthiness that rung in her ears to rest, more life seemed like a threat to the plans that death arranged in her brain...

Please click the link above to read my poem on my experiences in a previous relationship I was in that was toxic with abuse that crushed my self-esteem years ago. This piece captures how I felt then & nothing more. 

[endlessrebel]

DEPRESSION AND ANY OTHER MENTAL DISORDER/ILLNESS IS REAL EVEN WHEN YOU’RE  BLACK!

The stigmas are real, and people lose their lives/sanity over being outcasted for having some real issues. It’s sad, and I’m really gonna need for the Black community as a whole to get a grip and realize that. This is NOT a ‘white problem’! 

THIS IS NOT A ‘WHITE PROBLEM’! 

THIS IS NOT A FUCKING ‘WHITE PROBLEM’! 

Discuss, help and do whatever you can. SUPPORT EACH OTHER. I know that may be easier said than done. But we have to try as best as we can with the little things even. 

These clinical environments are not a comfortable, safe space for a lot of our people, and that is a problem. These rehab centers in the middle of the ghetto aren’t doing shit for some of us. I’ve seen it, and I continue to see it. It’s really sad.  

Family situations, societal pressures, racism, etc, they all contribute to this so we need to address it. We gotta make this better for our brothers & sisters out here because it’s NOT a joke. It’s NOT a drill! So don’t dust that shit under the rug! 

YOU ARE THE PROBLEM IF YOU CANNOT NOT ACKNOWLEDGE THE REALNESS OF DEPRESSION AMONG OTHER PROBLEMS THAT BLACK PEOPLE HAVE PSYCHOLOGICALLY, MENTALLY, EMOTIONALLY, ETC! 

I understand that Black people have a heavy load to carry, & we constantly have to dust shit off on a regular basis just to get by. We have to carry this shit on our way to success, and the struggle can be so real. The road can be so cold and dark.

BUT…

Next time you hear a cry for help, DO NOT laugh or make that person uncomfortable. DO NOT say ‘oh well you need to man up & stop crying over nothing.’ 

You don’t know who will carry those words throughout their lives, FOR THE REST OF THEIR LIVES! 

[endlessrebel]

blackness is godly. never let anyone interfere with your godliness.

endlessrebel (via endlessrebel)

[endlessrebel]

why I will always love the Obamas

they are real. they are BLACK. they are love, and yes, all of that matters. they have been attacked by white supremacists on all fronts & most of these people have not been held accountable for…

I’m going to cry like a baby when they leave.

they forced Black excellence in the United States of America’s face, & I live for that.

they are the epitome of what ‘they’ don’t want us to see. 

that’s why I am here for them so much.

so…

just tell me who the next president is tomorrow. 

today is for the Obamas and local elections as far as I am concerned. please read my thoughts in the link. I just had to get them out because coming to terms with their departure has been tough. 

I just wanna hug Michelle Obama like this… 

thank you Queen for inspiring me to be classic.

thank you for being so unapologetic & brilliant. 

thank you again. 

and again

and again

Barack… it’s been real

I imagined that you felt like this on the inside when you weren’t with the bullshit & popped off. 

Thank you Malia & Sasha for being so brilliant & carefree!

I lived for this moment. 

I believe in Black love & success. This representation of Black excellence means the world to me. Thank you. We will miss you.

[endlessrebel]

Goddamn, look at them!

top it all with First Lady Michelle Obama who can’t be touched on any level.

#OBAMAOUT

I LIED!!!

they’ll be with us forever.

Look…

[unearthedlover]

All of this black ass excellence!!!

[endlessrebel]

God made me the right thing by making me Black.

endlessrebel (via endlessrebel)

[endlessrebel]

Attention Black women with natural hair...Whether you wear wigs or sew-ins or whatever the case may be, I want to know what led you on this journey to embrace your natural hair...

I’m curious to see how this was for you personally. It can be simple, short & sweet. 

I’ll start it off. 

I’ve been natural my entire life. I wanted a perm in kindergarten because a lot of girls in my class had it, but my mom was like OH NO. You will NOT be getting one. Since then, I never wanted one again. I never understood why my mom reacted in this way until I got a little older. I am glad that she chose to keep me away from it. But I always wore gel or something to keep it “tamed” because that’s what I was taught to do. 

In my senior year of high school, I was heading back for the first day soon. I woke up one morning, and I washed my hair. I never really appreciated my curls until I just stared at myself in the mirror for a while that day. I told myself that I was not going to put anything in my hair besides some oil and hair cream. It felt so good. But I was scared to see what the world’s reaction would be. I didn’t care after a while though because I just loved my hair. It was just that simple. 

Of course I do whatever else I want to do to it now, but I’m so glad that I was able to embrace what I always thought I had to ‘fix.’

YOUR TURN! 

Originally posted by beautiful-nerd

Originally posted by theretinalorchestra

[irrationalperfection]

Weeeell, here’s my story.

I was natural until the 7th grade. My hair was so pretty back then; the longest & thickest it had ever been. But, I was a competitive swimmer, practicing 5-6 nights a week. Eventually, my mom got tired of doing my hair every night and I wasn’t doing the best job of taking care of it myself. So we thought the easiest thing to do would be to get a perm.

I kept my hair permed until my senior year of high school. Of course, it wreaked havoc on my hair. It was short, thin, dry, etc. But it never crossed my mind to try anything different until I went a few months without a touchup.

Around this time, my (very very) exboyfriend broke up with me & moved halfway across the country with no warning. I needed a change, so I decided to grow my hair out. At graduation, I said fuck it and cut it all off. I’ve been natural ever since! Three years in and I feel prettier & more myself than everrrr!

[endlessrebel]

I love it! Thanks for sharing! 

[endlessrebel]

continue to love your hair. it is all a process, and i’m still working on aspects of appreciating my own. thank you for sharing, beautiful!

[grandmap]

I went natural because I wanted to see and love the way my hair came out of my head. Also perms (plus the ppl perming my head) caused me to get psoriasis 😡😒. If I had continued serious alopecia would have messed me up. There was a time were a hairdresser permed my hair and the chemicals seeped into my scalp causing severe migraines and me feeling ill, I had to go to my doctor and get some strong medication. From then on I was like never ever again. Since then I never put that cream on my head. Plus natural hair looks so cool, it is so versatile, I love it.

[jessicasmelton-deactivated20161]

It was spring of 2009 and the end of my junior year of high school. I read The Autobiography of Malcolm X for the first time and it changed me. It changed the way I saw myself and the world. When Malcolm spoke about black people conking their hair to be straight instead of embracing the hair that naturally grows from our head, I decided at that moment to take the step and go natural. I didn’t even transition, I just went in the bathroom and cut all of my hair off. I was natural for six months, but caved and got a relaxer after being teased relentlessly by my peers and family. Then the next next when I went to college, spring 2012 I went natural again and I’ve stuck with it every since. It was one of the best decisions of my life.

[nhaleluvxhalehate]

I’ve been natural for about 6 years. I was natural until about 6 grade when my mom said my hair was too thick to take care of. I started doing my own hair in 10 grade so I stopped getting perms because my head was sensitive. I always scratched with left scabs. When I was in 11 grade my sister got a real bad perm and it broke her hair off. Her hair anyway, so wasn’t very long so my dad took her to get it cut off. I had always wanted a fro. My dad talk me a lot about women like Angela Davis and I wanted to look like her. I walked into the bathroom washed my hair and cut off everything that was curly while it was wet.

[loisebelchers-deactivated201706]

Wow okay so my story isn’t that cool, it’s actually kind of sad. I got my first perm when I was 6 because my dad (not biological) is a white man and his side of the family always had terrible things to say about my hair. I was given perms for SO LONG even though it was literally torture as a child and finally after going through a phase when I was 16-17 (my scene kid phase?) where I heat damaged the shit out of my hair and had a meltdown about feeling ugly, my mother asked me to commit to a year of no perms with her and my aunt. After a year I cut off the permed ends and never looked back. My hair nearly reaches my ribcage and it’s only been a few years and not only is it healthier, but I finally feel so pretty.

[endlessrebel]

such a beautiful ending and a powerful story! Thanks so much for sharing, love!

[hugsndluv]

I had always begged my mom for a perm because all my friends either had naturally straight hair or perms. So when I turned 13, my mom finally allowed me to get one. I only kept a perm for a year after that because I always scratched and I felt it was too much work to keep up with. I ended up having my first big chop in eighth grade and another when I was in 10th grade because of heat damage. I’ve been natural ever since.

[endlessrebel]

Thank you so much for sharing, love!

[blackishome]

Black Soles on Jett - Genre: Urban Arts

we used to knit to keep warm in Winter with space heaters, duct tape on felt to cover the windows, to keep infestation and body heat all to ourselves. the rats leapt through the basement of dust & gray, through the closets and the trash in the kitchen they ran, squeaked & lay, biting

can you all check out my second poem for GenreUrbanArts.com? take a peek into my childhood: 

we used to knit to keep warm in Winter with space heaters,

duct tape on felt to cover the windows, to keep infestation and body heat all to ourselves.

the rats leapt through the basement of dust & gray,

through the closets and the trash in the kitchen they ran,

squeaked & lay,

biting mama one day....

click the link to read the rest

[blackishome]

A True Friend’s Love Should Be…

effortless. sublime. lit. it should feel like sunshine when it first hits your face after the clouds clear. it should come from a genuine place. it should be honest.

the people in your circle are so important. please click the link & check out my thoughts on what i think i true friends’ love should be. more reflections to come✨