Life
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The Virtuous Black XXI: Nina Simone
Nina Simone, born Eunice Waymon on February 21, 1933, in Tryon, North Carolina, U.S.A., is the singer who created urgent emotional intensity by singing songs of love, protest, and Black empowerment in a dramatic style, with a rough-edged voice. A precocious child, Simone played piano and organ in girlhood. She became sensitive to racism when…
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Manufaktum
I suspect there is a level of being overwhelmed by the thought of painting on a canvas which leads me to using cameras. Similarly there may be some level of bravery in living life which relaxes me, and persuades me increasingly to write as purely as possible — pure of mind in depth, and pure…
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in dependence
the brightness of one is yet at the mercy of the surrounding ones perceiving
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Expression
There are cavities within the body – some physical, some immaterial. In these cavities there is energy ever so gently and perpetually vibrating. To create is not the manifestation of things in one’s head.Ideas need expression. A creative individual might at times go insane if all this energy does not find its way into expression…
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From Flower to Flower
The world around you is beautiful because that’s how you see it. And your vision is transmitted to others. Lilium candidum Linnaeus
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The Virtuous Black IX: Maya Angelou
Maya Angelou, born Marguerite Annie Johnson on April 4 1928, in St. Louis, Missouri, U.S.A., is the poet, memoirist, and actress whose several volumes of autobiography explore the themes of economic, racial, and sexual oppression. Although born in St. Louis, Angelou spent much of her childhood in the care of her paternal grandmother in rural…
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Eternal
— I am Not here, not now, not eternally to show evidence of my perpetual being to others Not eternal to count eternity Not even to myself In being I am eternal Challenge not my measurement nor lack of it Ask me not I we are the same I am eternal for being
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With the exception of a well kept secret, you can not take anything with you
… but be conscientious about what you are leaving behind — daily.
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god missing himself
These days are energy, inspiration —-No! energy —- period! Here is an inner confidence in claiming that inspiration is a constant. It comes from all around, it comes in memories waiting to be re-unpacked, occasionally unpacked for the very first instance. It happens in any moment of passive, and wild, and deep observation of whatever…
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Music is Love
Yes! Music is love, and only love In voice, drums, hums, and words Billions of pieces of music are on the praise, the need, the beauty of love
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Call it what you may…
God, Yahweh, Allah, Nature, Energy…, know that Being is above. But know well, too that Being is beneath. An all-encompassing essence lies beyond, and within.
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Everything but Promises
I am not the promising type but there are things I know, and things known may be conveyed with the confidence which provides assurance without the need of a promise. This common want for reassuring the joys of now with promises, makes the present less worth living than a fulfilling point in being that has…
Sila Blume 