Elements of the Black Xperience...
An episode, which the #Mental behind it was SO strong, I felt compelled to share it with the world...
I just enter Sprouts Health Food Store, located in South Tampa. It’s a Wednesday afternoon. I’m dressed in my work attire, royal blue chef coat, black slacks, black shoes. After grabbing a small cart, I scoop a few items that are located right by the doorway.
I’m now headed for the bulk section, I’m a very aware person, so I notice a White Woman as I begin to survey the bins, seeking to spot what I’m lookin for. As I past this Woman in a relatively tight space, I’m pushin my cart at a slow pace to make sure I don’t hit her. She’s facing the bins so, as I approach, I notices she glances over her shoulder & then makes eye contact with me. She incorporates the usual artificial smile as a form of greeting/acknowledgment (another essay within itself). I nod my head and continue on. I make way through another row of bins, before I locate what I’m seeking on the 3rd row. I begin to gather my goods with a bag. I weigh it, saw that it was slightly more than I needed, so I empty some back into the bin. Weigh it again and, it’s good.
Another White Woman enters the row. As I go to grab a tab, as to write the item’s PLU number on it for identification purposes, she begins to speak to me...”Now do you have the Furro somewhere on this aisle, or is it on another?” I answer her, “Uhh, I’m not employed here.” She then says, “Oh, I thought you worked here. I’m sorry”, as she looks at my cart which, at this point, is located approximately one foot behind me, slightly to the left so as to be in her line of vision. As she is saying this, I begin to then reflect how many times this has occurred to me in my life. As she departs the aisle, I of course then continue to meditate on this intensely. Speaking to my Inner Self sayin, “Man, that’s been @ least 7-8 times”.
As my Thought begins to conclude from this, and as I’m now grabbing the tab and pen, the first White Woman I referenced in this story then comes to the entrance of the aisle. She then speaks to me, “Now are all the (I forget exactly what bulk item she says) on this side, or have you moved them across the store somewhere?” I then respond, “I don’t know, because I don’t work here.” She replies, “Oh, I’m sorry. I just saw you moving around through the section and thought you were moving stuff around like you worked here. I’m sorry.” I replied again, “No, I’m shopping like you (as I tap my hand on the handle of the cart I’m using)”. She departs.
I then start to think, WOW! As I was reflecting on this occurring to me several times throughout my life, it actually happened again in that very Present moment. The Mind is #Powerful! I then began to analyze this behavior, as to uncover the WHY behind it. Of course my experience as a Black Male in the modern world is the foundation of my Thoughts & reality, so this is my perspective...
Each & every time this has occurred to me, it has been at the “hands” of a White Woman. Each time, physically my elder in age. I then begin to analyze the #BabylonianMindstate in reference to her position in this modern societal construct. I take into the account of her probable life experience gauging her timeframe on this Earth, and ultimately what that represents. My conclusion...
It is of Her (them) being in an authoritative position in relation to what I represent in this modern world. In conjunction with Blacks usually being in worker roles, serving and working for White society. Faceless & nameless. Just a pawn, doing it’s duty. None of these Women even took the time out to pay attention to their respective surroundings (The State of Constant Absent-Mindedness, another essay within itself). Just another Black “Do-Boy”, nothing major to them. For to physically have the ability to clearly see each & every one of those times that I was a shopper, just like them; they chose not to (whether consciously or unconsciously). Do I possess the image & likeness of a worker/server? Obviously to Her, I must...and for this to occur twice, #Back2Back today, while I was thinking of this, & ultimately confirming it, it shows itself to be True.
To me, She was doing no harm. The reason why, because She was just being Herself, and more importantly, what She #Represents. To my Black People, is it up to us to know what we’re really dealing with, and act accordingly. This is a dangerous world for everyone, but even more dangerous for us. As we’re up against a cold-hearted, unaware, absent-minded, but at the VERY same time, consciously mad entity. For reasons another essay must be pinned to discover the foundations behind that anger in itself.
Trust in your Inner Self, it will lead you to ultimately WHAT you really are, & WHY you were put here. Have a Prosperous day! Selah.
#Strivin #ThereIsNoTakingBreaks
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