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Emancipation Theses
martin luther freed the slaves with his ‘i have a dream speech’.
Me at the Justice For Trayvon Martin rally.
Instrumental: Aesop Rock-No City
My latest song!
I always seem to give my day to the night before
Insomniac that drowns in my head and can't swim to shore
Gears move too fast and the thoughts never stop or slow
I am so fucked up and lost so when I talk it shows
The brain is chaos that plays boss and takes control
I might recluse into my mind with no better place to go
If I open up the caskets in my life with pain exposed
Would you step inside and say you know
Would you understand and take my hand or let it go
Feast on food for thought at every fork in the road
Map was written in invisible ink so I just guess the path
Add up all my flaws and then forget the math
Count my losses and then subtract
What I thought I knew about living
Nothing can be planned in this ugly beautiful existence
When did my worth get reduced to an art exhibit
But either way I am glad you took the time to visit
If I spelled out my mind would you try to listen
Imply my thoughts with the look in my eyes drifting
When redundancy becomes lullaby and you see me slipping
Into a trance before I write and you say I am gifted
But the gift is more of a curse
At my worst I die to be alive or at least shake the vision
Away from my eyes when I have to be a witness
To the ongoing death inside my living
The eulogy of a zombie who is dead alive
Walk like a freak on the street at night
Tell you that I am just another sheep dead inside
Count them in your bed when they herd and multiply
Kiss me goodbye and rest your tired eyes
Rock-a-bye baby crazy and the cradle is a grave
The noose becomes a halo in heaven when we find our place
Or is this another snapshot of hell and we fell from grace
Snuggle the sorrow
I will see you when we are awake
And we can repeat the act tomorrow We can fire the cast scrap the film but keep the plot
Inebriate the pages in the sloppy script we got
Our half empty glasses leave me half cocked
But I wont ask for more
I always seem to give my day to the night before
Insomniac that drowns in my head and can't swim to shore
Gears move too fast and the thoughts never stop or slow
I am so fucked up and lost so when I talk it shows
The brain is chaos that plays boss and takes control
I might recluse into my mind with no better place to go
If I open up the caskets in my life with pain exposed
Would you step inside and say you know
Would you understand and take my hand or let it go
Feast on food for thought at every fork in the road
Map was written in invisible ink so I just guess the path
Add up all my flaws and then forget the math
Count my losses and then subtract
What I thought I knew about living
Nothing can be planned in this ugly beautiful existence
When did my worth get reduced to an art exhibit
But either way I am just glad you took the time to visit
I was blown away by the Justice For Trayvon rally today in Northampton. Despite being called at last moment the turnout was huge. It was not only more than I expected but more than I had hoped for. I am incredibly proud of all the people who turned out and made some noise. I am honored that I was able to stand with such beautiful fighting spirited people and protest the horrible racist injustice committed all over this country which is supposedly the land of the free. This is not just about Trayvon Martin. This is about the endless number of people of color brutalized and killed everyday all over this country. This is about a criminal justice system that excuses murders done by police as long as the one murdered was a person of color. From Emmett Till to Trayvon Martin it is the same shit and just a different decade. I want to thank all the people who came out this evening to show support and all those who got up and spoke. Solidarity! This is far from over!
I was blown away by the Justice For Trayvon rally today in Northampton. Despite being called at last moment the turnout was huge. It was not only more than I expected but more than I had hoped for. I am incredibly proud of all the people who turned out and made some noise. I am honored that I was able to stand with such beautiful fighting spirited people and protest the horrible racist injustice committed all over this country which is supposedly the land of the free. This is not just about Trayvon Martin. This is about the endless number of people of color brutalized and killed everyday all over this country. This is about a criminal justice system that excuses murders done by police as long as the one murdered was a person of color. From Emmett Till to Trayvon Martin it is the same shit and just a different decade. I want to thank all the people who came out this evening to show support and all those who got up and spoke. Solidarity! This is far from over! R.I.P.
I saw this photo posted on the Women's Rights News facebook page and decided I would share it will y'all.
I have stayed up way too late on this thing. Time to try to get some sleep. Farewell my awesome followers. :P By the way can somebody explain to me what the hell RSS is? I know I am exposing my ignorance. haha
Everyone else on earth is as annoyed with "purity" as I am, right? The idea that there are two kinds of womenâ"good girls" and everyone else, and one of them is good for fucking and the other one is good for marriage and never the twain shall meet and zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz? How is this fulfilling for anyone? Enough.
A new online project has ballooned into a compendium of first-hand testimonials that range from angry descriptions of patronizing remarks to heart-wrenching accounts of rape and other assault.
Trigger Warning: Good article even though I prefer the word survivor instead of victim.
Speak up. Speak out. Stop the violence.
Rape is horrible, but not because you lose your virtue or shame your family.
For disabled women in the U.S., involuntary sterilization is connected to a broad range of issues of reproductive and sexual autonomy.
One Trick Pegasus (For those who wanted to see my poetry)
One of my most recent ones. Not my best, but the first one I came across. lol I hope you enjoy it. Lay there and taste the hollow night air
Wake up from the dream and plagiarize the nightmare
Write it all down and make you question how I find my words
Stumble over luck fall down on the ground and kiss the curb
I bribe a wolf in sheep attire angel incognito demon
Who dictates poetry into my mind in a never ending sequence
Feel my weakness when I speak it
It is all I have to offer
Words of a zombie postmortem testimony
Only about love and being bonkers
The one trick pony
Pretending to be a pegasus
Take flight in my mind
And act like life is what I say it is
Instead of the repetitive
Sedative ingested testament
Of the time I spent dead again
Tried my best to send my loving sentiment
I meant to transcend the mess I'm in
And test the grin on every head it rests in
Bluff call its integrity and infect it with my pestilence
I doubt I can be the frown's cure
I might take your smile and bend it downward
I am sorry and you can dance around my apologetic demeanor
Smoke ring around the wilted rosie and assassinate the leader
When you light up love and puff it all the way down to your fingers
Shit I can come in and love you like the black plague
Until you question the way you wrote our story inside of a heart shape
Scratched into the trunk of a rotting tree standing in a forest fire
Where the sanctuary of our love making turns into a funeral pyre
I am like a little Jim Morrison mixed with the angst of Sylvia Plath
Take my head out of the oven and smile at my fans
With the pain of Kurt Cobain plotting final plans
But if I had a shotgun to my face with shaky hands
Would it be able to see it through all my makeshift masks
Maybe one day I can step outside of the target and get a little smarter
Will I exit life from age and natural causes or go out like a rockstar
With a carcass stapled to all the copies of my lost art
I am not really planning death I am just posing the question
So don't you all get worried before I even finish my sentence
This is spring cleaning sweeping scars out from under the rug
Is it my fault that most my idles died from suicide or drugs
At least I have never been one to follow the leader
And I would hate to make a cliche out of all my bleeding
But no matter how it ends when my saga meets a closure
Don't mourn me when I am gone
Celebrate the times we had then accept it when it's over
REPORT THESE SICK SEXIST MISOGYNIST BIGOTS! (feminazis-go-die)
Please report tumblr user feminazis-go-die, they’re reblogging feminists posts to threaten to rape them and throw around gendered slurs
FYI.
UGH!!!!! http://www.feminazis-go-die.tumblr.com/
I love being friends on facebook with Texas comrades and getting constant updates about the exciting shit going down there.. I wish I could be there. Solidarity!
Texas lawmakers plan to pass drastic restrictions on abortion--but that's if they can drown out the very vocal opposition of Texas woman.
STAND WITH TEXAS WOMEN! SOLIDARITY!