The journal

[dstini]

“I demand unconditional love and complete freedom. That is why I am terrible.”

— Tomaž Šalamun  (via thatkindofwoman)

[tblaberge]

A Response to "All Lives Matter"

For the last 4 years I have been angry. It has simmered at the edge of my soul, almost at a boiling point with each day that passes.

4 years of having my perception of loved ones and those I respect be completely and totally shattered.

I have sat by as children and immigrant families are put in cages. 

“All lives matter”

I have seen Black men and women on VIDEO being murdered. Crying out that they cannot breathe, that they are a NRA member, a human simply wanting to know why they are being detained.

“All lives matter”

I have heard the chants of white men holding torches chanting “Jews will not replace us” and a president who refused to condemn their actions.

“All lives matter”

I have watched Political leaders saying on television that grandma and grandpa would be willing to die for our economy.

“All lives matter”

I have seen my Asian brothers and sisters being racially targeted for a virus they had no control of, being blamed by “their” own president for what he is to be blamed for.

“All lives matter”

I have watched this country burn as a president played golf more days than most people in the US have had jobs.

“All lives matter“

I heard these words coming from the mouth of those who would profess that they know Jesus. I can only imagine Jesus saying “I do not know you.” As he stands next to the children in cages, the man who has a knee on his neck, and the elderly who struggles with their mask and groceries.

To my friends who say “All lives matter” and still stand with the man who only reacts to situations with violence, or signs executive orders when his tweets are being fact checked, who refuses to call out nazis when they march his streets.

I say to you, I do not know you. I cannot know you. For that is not the way of Christ.

All lives matter to those who speak for those who can’t. We must step away from our pride, and learn to listen to the hurt. We must not let evil blind us from love, for love welcomes. Love heals.

Black lives matter because Jewish lives matter, Hispanic lives matter, Immigrant lives matter, Asian lives matter. Yes, all lives matter. But your actions and who you support shows that you truly do not believe that.

We say Black lives matter because it’s bigger than us, because it’s the human thing to do, and because we want to let our Black, Brown, and light skinned brothers and sisters know that we see them, we hear them, and we see what is happening all around them. 

We must unite. 

We must go forward past hate. 

Past ourselves.

Black Lives Matter.

[rendzina]

over coffee with my mom this morning: “sometimes we hesitate to invite people into our life because we feel like our space isn’t good enough yet. things are a little messy, or our place settings don’t match, or our situation isn’t quite what we want it to be. don’t let that stop you. invite people in anyway.”

[velvetvetiver]

The version of you right now is deserving of love. Not you two years ago when you had more of your shit together, or the five years later version where you’ll surely be thriving. The version of you right now. The one that might just be okay, or is really struggling, or is bored and unproductive. That version deserves love. Having trouble accepting this is fine, but actively denying it is not. Your value is intrinsic, and finding confidence in that is mandatory.

[hiatusboyz-deactivated20180512]

The Cheetah Girls aint even have to make Cinderella…but nigga they did that for us.

[rhv]

seduce me with ur history knowledge 

[offbeatorbit]

“I must confess that over the past few years I have been gravely disappointed with the white moderate. I have almost reached the regrettable conclusion that the Negro’s great stumbling block in his stride toward freedom is not the White Citizen’s Counciler or the Ku Klux Klanner, but the white moderate, who is more devoted to ‘order’ than to justice; who prefers a negative peace which is the absence of tension to a positive peace which is the presence of justice; who constantly says: ‘I agree with you in the goal you seek, but I cannot agree with your methods of direct action’; who paternalistically believes he can set the timetable for another man’s freedom; who lives by a mythical concept of time and who constantly advises the Negro to wait for a ‘more convenient season.’ Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will. Lukewarm acceptance is much more bewildering than outright rejection.”

-Martin Luther King, Jr. | Letter from Birmingham Jail 

[blatantly-authentic]

I enjoyed my day today. Not because It was a good one, or because I did particularly well at being human, or even because I deserved it. I enjoyed my day because God is good, because He took over, and because I was completely and totally not involved.

[blatantly-authentic]

Today

For the first time, in a long time, I was happy

[blatantly-authentic]

no, I am not depressed.

[blatantly-authentic]

‘18

I didn’t like new year’s eve. It reminded me of the pain of 2017, it forced me to reflect. All I could think about was the screaming inside my head and in my heart and the banging against my chest I felt that day and have felt every day since. He died, and it hurt.

I’m really excited for 2018, because it won’t be 2017

[kushandwizdom]

She remembered who she was and the game changed.

Lalah Delia  (via alittlebitsouthern)

[blatantly-authentic]

I can’t think of a good reason as to why I love Kim K so much, but I just do

[blatantly-authentic]

December ‘17

It’s so important to understand that no you are not like everyone else, and that it so unbelievably beautiful. You are a priceless gem, you are a unique design, a paradigm shifting mold. No one is like you, how amazing? Sometimes I get really insecure. I think about how bad I am at fitting everyone else’s definitions of beautiful, or creative, or fashionable. I think about how I am so inadequate at being what is ‘cool’ or ‘in’. Just when I meet the criteria for one person, another comes along and tells me I’m not good enough. It’s so exhausting. But then I remember, that I am the best at something. I am perfect at something. No one, no one in this whole world can be me, like me (so clichè but so true). I am a queen in my body, am I a queen in my own life, it’s my birthright and I am in competition with no one for the role. Even writing this is hard because I still trying to shape my words to fit particular audiences forgetting that THIS IS FOR ME. What a bizarre concept? Doing something for myself, to grow myself. This is important. I need to know this. I am beautiful, not because I try or I look like someone else, but because I AM ME.

[blatantly-authentic]

Help

When I say I need God, I mean I need Him for EVERYTHING. I need Him to wake up, to eat my breakfast, I need Him to make me realise that I need Him. I need my Pappa to make me want my Pappa. I need Him to pray, to read my bible, to go to church. Sometimes I think God is in relationship with Himself, because my entire relationship with Him is fuelled by Him.

[blatantly-authentic]

Send noods

No no no, 2 minute noodles are actually really good. You just have to make them right.

[blatantly-authentic]

Focus

Help me please, to keep my mind on what matters and my heart open to what is important. I want to do what is right, and what is bold and what will have an impact. I don’t want to waste my time doing things just because they are easy, fun, and ‘cool’. Whenever I’m in doubt about what to do in a particular situation I ask myself ‘what type of woman do you want to be?’ and then I strive to make the decision that is in line with one that the strong, badass, kind, compassionate, godly woman I fantasise about would make.