Be Moved

Anonymous asked: do you believe in God?

personally, i don’t resonate with the word ‘god’.  it irks me a little.  because when i hear the word god i instantly think of this man in the sky.  and that isn’t what ‘god’ is to me.  for me.  god is genderless.  it is a force.  it is a soul beating all on it’s own infinitely.  my soul is god.  your soul is god.  and so i believe that we need to treat each other as such.  if you are me and i am you and god rests in our bellies than we must be kind and understanding to all, no? it is the goodness in us.  it is nature.  yes.  god for is definitely nature.  the trees the wind the air the earth the dirt the flowers.  an infinite energy.  the divine.  the universe.  the power that is there but we can’t see and explain.  i believe in that.

–rupi kaur, from her blog:  http://www.rupikaur.com/post/113224701500/do-you-believe-in-god

If you stick a knife in my back nine inches and pull it out six inches, there’s no progress. If you pull it all the way out, that’s not progress. Progress is healing the wound that the blow made. And they haven’t pulled the knife out, much less healed the wound. They won’t even admit the knife is there.

–Malcolm X

True generosity consists precisely in fighting to destroy the causes which nourish false charity. False charity constrains the fearful and subdued, the “rejects of life,” to extend their trembling hands. True generosity lies in striving so that these hands—whether of individuals or entire peoples—need be extended less and less in supplication, so that more and more they become human hands which work and, working, transform the world.

–Paulo Freire, Pedagogy of the Oppressed

 

Dividing in order to preserve the status quo, then, is necessarily a fundamental objective of the theory of antidialogical action. In addition, the dominators try to present themselves as saviors of the women and men they dehumanize and divide. This messianism, however, cannot conceal their true intention:  to save themselves

–Paulo Freire, Pedagogy of the Oppressed

 

The fact that the adult American Negro female emerges a formidable character is often met with amazement, distaste and even belligerence. It is seldom accepted as an inevitable outcome of the struggle won by survivors and deserves respect if not enthusiastic acceptance.

–Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

 

I had not settled in my mind whether I believed in God or not; His existence or nonexistence never worried me. I reasoned that if there did exist an all-wise, all-powerful God who knew the beginning and the end, who meted out justice to all, who controlled the destiny of man, this God would surely know that I doubted His existence and He would laugh at my foolish denial of Him. And if there was no God at all, then why all the commotion? I could not imagine God pausing in His guidance of unimaginably vast worlds to bother with me.

–Richard Wright, Black Boy

 

Hated by whites and being an organic part of the culture that hated him, the black man grew in turn to hate in himself that which others hated in him. But pride would make him hide his self-hate, for he would not want whites to know that he was so thoroughly conquered by them that his total life was conditioned by their attitude; but in the act of hiding his self-hate, he could not help but hate those who evoked his self hate in him. So each part of his day would be consumed in a war with himself, a good part of his energy would be spent in keeping control of his unruly emotions, emotions which he had not wished to have, but could not help having.

–Richard Wright, Black Boy

 

Our too-young and too-new America, lusty because it is lonely, aggressive because it is afraid, insists upon seeing the world in terms of good and bad, the holy and the evil, the high and the low, the white and the black; our America is frightened of fact, of history, of processes, of necessity. It hugs the easy way of damning those whom it cannot understand, of excluding those who look different, and it salves its conscience with a self-draped cloak of righteousness.

–Richard Wright, Black Boy

1 Comment

  1. Ha! Just discovered this. Very visually interesting….Glad to see you’re still eating well and working out. Press on…

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