strength, the deep sense of love for oneself, emanates from within. this strength intimidates those who superficially believe that body and verbal language as strength’s illustrious effects

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strength, the deep sense of love for oneself, emanates from within. this strength intimidates those who superficially believe that body and verbal language as strength’s illustrious effects
It feels good to be alive. For a very long time, I did not feel alive. I was devoid of life. Short breaths, heavy breaths, no breaths. But today, I feel alive. Somehow, the grey skies reflect light on green leaves. This existence was buried deep within. Negativity and darkness is so easy to hold, to keep, to live. And from time and time I feel the temptations of negativity lurking from around the corner. Be still, I tell myself. Be still. Let it pass, and then...Move forward.
People love Beyonce. I'll be the first to admit that I'm nowhere near stan-dom--most likely because Beyonce's feminism had never, and will never, fit my feminism. People overlook Nicki's feminism, because--to many-- it isn't feminism. "She's being a scandalous hoe." I've watched this video back to back to back to back, and each time, as corny as it is, I felt liberated each time. It got stronger as each act progressed. Most would probably scoff at the second act, the young girls. But I, at this moment, cannot even describe how happy I was seeing them freely dance. People can say that's disgusting they're young, they have no idea how sexual this song is. They're going to grow up like x,y,z. I can just hear it already. But what many fail to analyze is that Nicki Minaj--a FEMALE rapper-- took a "rapper's" song that is still known as one of the most popular female objectification songs, and made it in to hers. Each verse refers to a male who has tried to essentially buy the narrator, Nicki. Big dope dealer money, he was getting some coins Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace Bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping me stylish  But the Nicki's verse replies to all these men by saying,
By the way, what he say? He can tell I ain't missing no meals Come through and fuck 'em in my automobile Let him eat it with his grills, He keep telling me to chill He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal Because he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can grab So I pulled up in the Jag, and i hit 'em with the jab like... Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun
the point being--the narrator, Nicki, is doing just fucking fine. She doesn't need (as in necessities) a male to buy her shit. She got it on her own. She's her own bread winner.
To me-- this video represents everything that was lost--the lyrics, the meaning, the power.
All beautiful young women saying, fuck it. This is me. Â
Today I had enough
Today was a day I had enough. Enough of being called sweet heart, sexy, cutie pie, this and that. I had an argument at a store with a male who decided to say "What's good sweetheart." Similar to the majority of times this happens, I ignored it. He then told the man behind the counter, "Why do all girls in Philly act like Meek (Mill), all rude." I snapped. He tried to convince me that it was a compliment. I continued to curse him out. He got in my face and said, "Cutie Pie." As I walked out the store he tells the man over the counter, "What a shame, all these cute girls, but all that rudeness." RUDE?! I am rude. I'm rude because I'm fed the fuck up that I can't walk down HALF a block without having someone in my ear, or at least try to be in my ear from across the street. I'm rude for being upset that with all the intellectual accomplishments over the years, I am debased, degraded down to a piece of meat. I'm forced to be continually reminded that no matter my accomplishments, my intellectual capacity, my strength, or any fuckin personality trait that I have.. the rest of our current society will perceive me as "sweet heart, sexy, cutie pie..." They don't know me, sure. But shit man... I wish these specific males who do this could just be a woman for one day. I just wish women could live. We wear tight/ revealing clothes because we are confident with our bodies--we're hoes. We wear baggy clothes because we don't want to be hassled--we're dirty. We respond to cat calling--we're easy. We don't respond to cat calling--we're rude. Can We Live?
[5th grade boy] We broke up today. We were on the line for recess and the teacher was waiting for us to be quiet. So I told her (the ex) to be quiet. She told me to "shut up... That's why I don't like you anymore." I was like what? Whatever. That's how we broke up. (In a confident smirk) We're going to get back together though. I told (other 5th grade girl) to help me get us back together. I'd give her 2 bags of chips if she did. ‪#‎5thgradelovechronicles‬
"At night, after I finish texting girls and all that stuff, I read my book."
‪#‎5thgradelovechronicles‬ ‪#‎worklifebalance‬
FERGUSON-NYC- Bethlehem, PA?
It's interesting with Facebook. Even though you're away from a part of the world you once were, you can still feel its pulse. Being in Bethlehem, PA was the worst, yet thing in my life--in terms of race. It taught me to be proud, understanding, and patient. I wanted so badly to leave, but it felt great when I got to shut that ignant shit down. People get away from the city... but I'd get away from suburbia. Living in/with color is somewhat easier here. I could still taste the disgust I had/have for people in Bethlehem as I go through newsfeeds about Ferguson. I'm happy to be away. But am I doing, what I feel, as my purpose? Educating those who don't know? Sometimes doing what is uncomfortable for you means doing better for the whole.
Good morning, good afternoon, good evening.
I haven’t had a chance to really speak in a visceral way about the streetwear culture like I have wanted to, because the opportunity had yet to present itself. I believe that now the time has come. I apologize for nothing that I am about to say.
I was reading an article posted today on
Just found this blog. I love this... love.
fuck racism too
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KWANGHO SHIN - Untitled (2013)
I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About love, about life, about anything, about everything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our lives slowing to a crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about what’s really important in life.
(via moaka)
At times I suffer from the strangest sense of detachment from myself and the world around me; I seem to watch it all from the outside, from somewhere inconceivably remote, out of time, out of space, out of the stress and tragedy of it all.
H. G. Wells (via shakingpalms)
So, do it. Decide. Is this the life you want to live? Is this the person you want to love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? Kinder? More Compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out and decide.
Meredith Grey (via whilde-daisi)
Quixotic Divinity Headdress
Exploring the limits of the medium, Joshua Harker brings together art, technology, and haute coutre high fashion to create the 3D printed Quixotic Divinity headdress. Inspired by traditional Native American, Latin, African, and Asian headdresses and masks, this piece celebrates the symbolism and ceremony of human adornment. Revealing the wearer’s identity, the face mask hangs in position as a floating bodice symbolizing the freedom of the spirit from the body. The piece has nearly 200 hours of design time and was built by EOS on their largest format SLS printer in polyamide, filling its build envelope to full dimensional capacity.
The Birthday of The Captain
The way forward is: to understand that authority is something that has to be earned; balance your leadership skills with a concern for the welfare of others.
People born on this day are ambitious, hardworking and resilient individuals who can display remarkable...