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Europe is literally the creation of the Third World. The riches which are choking it are those plundered from the underdeveloped peoples. The ports of Holland, the docks of Bordeaux and Liverpool owe their importance to the trade and deportation of millions of slaves. And when we hear the head of a European nation declare with hand on heart that he must come to the aid of the unfortunate people of the underdeveloped world, we do not tremble with gratitude. On the contrary, we say among ourselves, ‘it is just a reparation we are getting.’ So we will not accept aid for the underdeveloped countries as ‘charity.’ Such aid must be considered the final stage of a dual consciousness—the consciousness of the colonized that it is their due and the consciousness of the capitalist powers that effectively they must pay up.

Frantz Fanon, The Wretched of the Earth (via jacobwren)

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“Europe is literally the creation of the Third World. The riches which are choking it are those plundered from the underdeveloped peoples. The ports of Holland, the docks of Bordeaux and Liverpool owe their importance to the trade and deportation of millions of slaves. And when we hear the head of a European nation declare with hand on heart that he must come to the aid of the unfortunate people of the underdeveloped world, we do not tremble with gratitude. On the contrary, we say among ourselves, ‘it is just a reparation we are getting.’ So we will not accept aid for the underdeveloped countries as ‘charity.’ Such aid must be considered the final stage of a dual consciousness—the consciousness of the colonized that it is their due and the consciousness of the capitalist powers that effectively they must pay up.”

— Frantz Fanon, The Wretched of the Earth (via jacobwren)

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We lack the language to express the Void in all its complexities. We have no words for its beauty. There is the rich, velvety darkness of the depths of the ocean. The hollow hues of the sky on a starless night. The cold color when you close your eyes to moonlight. The mottled pigments of a bruise on tender skin. The sharp black at the corners of your vision as you faint from exhaustion. A crumbled anointment of old blood. Your own face reflected faintly in dark glass.

I was ignorant of these delicate gradations when I first arrived, but the Eye of the Dead God has penetrated my senses and opened my mind. What was once a dull gray has revealed its subtle luster.

In my former life, I was a painter. I captured the blush of a young debutante’s cheek, or the turn of a noble’s shapely calf. I was paid vast sums to render the most insipid, lifeless aristocratic faces into grand examples of virile splendor. But nothing I have ever seen compares to the grace and color of the Void.