because they cant be truthful about being infected with sick maggotry, because the whole world would be able to see the rest of this thing playout as weakness, making America vulnerable for attack. But in the meantime, let's fight eachother over the N-Word, while the wicket design to kill us in the streets, prisons, and enslave even our dispositions about eachother are continued to be nurtured and cultivate to the point where we look down at the new generation because we say Nigga. (Doesn't make sense to me either).
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When I was a kid, I had these questions, but nobody to ask them to, and when I did ask, mypeople either didn't know, or didn't want to know, because we as a people had been hardwired to be against white people, specifically by way of incarcerative political rotten gamers. (for example): I had a good potna named Robert while we both was in foster care as kids, we was more like brothers, and maybe even too young to be caught up, we both, in my mind was brothers forever, Nigga'z 4 life. By the age of 17 years old, after not seeing each other for about 7 years, I saw Robert in the library at the Heman G. Stark Youth Training School (Y.T.S.), it's basically prison for minors. I was so happy to see my boy.
I rushed to hug him, and he ran behind a standing book pillar, he whispered to me between the books that he was in a supreme white power group, and he could get "fucked up" if his people saw us kicken it together. He said these words: "We can't be nigga'z no more man."
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I was looking into his watery eyes through the books telling me "don't come over here", so I sat at the table and whatched Robert walk out of the library, in a rush, the tattoos, baldhead and the way he dressed made him look like the foolz that ratpacked me in North Hollywood at 14 years old, and the whites that we always had institutional riots with, from our common hatred, brought to our generation by learned behaviour, and the elder rotten gamers. After the door closed, and Robert walked away, I just kept gazing at the door because I just could not believe our childhood friendship was bullshit. But Robert walked back and looked through the glass door at me and smiled, while pounding the glass with his fist two times, and I never saw Robert again, my nigga was gone.
It taught me that my people are not the only ones who have been poisoned by surface level hatred. Robert walked out of that library a follower that I truly dispised, but he came back, by way of self leadership to that glass door window as someone I could respect; still nigga'z 4 life.
I want my seed to be able to connect critical facts that causes him to ask questions like, "If the word Nigga is so under the gun for our generation, why do we find the word Niggah used amongst black people in 1925?"
The reason for this question is vital when we view the history of america and know that 1925 was the year the KKK did a March On Washington.
Moreover, how come the only March On Washington taught to us is the one where Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. did his "I have a dream speech"?
How come nobody taught us that in 1952, the FBI, infiltered the K.K.K. and on 2.15.52 several klansman was arrested, and by july of that year about 80 KKK members was indipted? (no convictions?) Why are we only taught about how CointelPro was used on the Black Panthers and other Black organizations nearly a decade later?
Why would information like this matter to a lil nigga in the hood, or incarcerated? Especially in 1980 thru 2017, whatelse have been witheld from us?
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Number one, now that we have fast forwarded into the future, the narrative changes when I'm lacing my own seeds about what information was witheld from my generation, and why?
The propaganda lead my entire generation to think that after the Civil War, The North and Southern white society kissed and made up and worked together on the under, to continue to subject Blacks, Latinos and other Non-Whites to multiple forms of horrific harms, the "Just-Us" lesson.
So, at the age of 19 years old I began asking questions, and learned that, not only was I miseducated, mostly by my own, that around 1950, in the summer, a newspaper man in Tabor City in NO/SO Carolina named Horrace Carter (a white man) published an editorial on the KKK.
Long story short, the KKK didn't like what he wrote and responded; so the exchange goes back and forth on paper a few times, until the granddragon talks face to face with this journalist, and what caught my attention as a young Black man was when I read the granddragon say something to the effect that: note: (I'm paraphrazing and embellishing here)
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"The KKK had plans to one day take over the country, by infiltering police forces, local overnment, and even judge positions,"
It's been a while since I've read his bullshit, but at that time, his words taught me that the KKK and the U.S. government was so not consolidated, that both sides believed the need to infiltrate one another to control direction, and or destroy from the inside.
Now thats valuable to me, and my next gen'z because circa 2017, we clearly see how the KKK has become the unapologetic truth teller, while the governmnet continues to betray american inner city youth;
Thanks for writing! I finished the transcription for your post. Good luck with getting on the POOCH program. I hope it works out well for you. Your comment about puppy breath made me smile. I miss that too, although I have only been without my dogs for a decade.
Thanks for writing! I finished the transcription for your post that someone else has started. Good luck with your design work. Keep praying and trusting in God to see you through, especially the times you need extra strength.
... hear from you NOW!I reread all what you wrote on your blog.And so,I'm updated now. It's been a while.So you still work as a cook? I hear it's a hard job! I wrote that another gay Kelly is a good friend of mine and he's a wicca too.He does practices yoga as well as I do. My day somewhere is better, when I start my mornings with yoga practice on my mat. I've done yoga so many yrs with all kind of teachers! I see here on the blog you should get this message on the 18th of July. So,tell me if it's correct. How are you doing meanwhile? How is your daily life, Henri?I hope your letter will come any day soon. I came home yesterday from Illinois, Mt Sterling.Landed in the airport of Milwaukee.I visited my fiance George.But after his dad and the conductor rode from WI to Illinois -many miles!-we were too late that particular day,June 23, to visit.One had to register already in the morning.:( the worst was yet to come!George was in SEG!For having a socialistic activism newsletter;he got it all the time in the past!And why did they let it come in anyway!!:( I had had the extended visits:6 hrs every day in June & 6 in July.there I was told I had ONLY two visits per month; and this for 1 hour!!I came that far and I've seen him only 4 hours... what a shame.He sat behind thick glass and was cuffed at his hands and one foot!:( So very sad!I didn't even touch him. I was in an hotel near the prison; only to walk for ten minutes.But most of the times I had to be busy there.They have a swimming pool(I swam in the evening), walked to one of the 3 restaurants; at a quarter of an hr distance.It was hot!I drew art with markers; I will send you one of them.I wrote letters to friend/inmates, I read a good thriller: the Charm School, about Russian spies,Also as a guest in that hotel I could go to the YMCA,to work on the computer.I did some shopping,my groceries for lunch,etc.In spite of the situation, I stayed occupied.Also writing some letters to George.His dad(92) visited twice with me. I celebrated his 67th birthday on the 28th of June.It was not the same as other years though. :( Leslie,our youngest daughter bought a house in San Diego,CA. Next yr I'm going to visit both.It's quite costly!
I saw that you search your daughter?Well,one can look her up through internet.I found George's daughter too.:o
Henri, all the best with what you're busy with! regards from Rita
hello, while looking again through my blogs I saw that you got my letter.I waited for an answer, Henri. :)You yourself have to write anew you current address,as you said you moved now to an E- section. I am glad to he
I hope your daughter is okay. She sounds too young (emotionally and mentally) to be a mother. If she goes through with it, the pain of childbirth will be pretty hard on her too.
Maybe you could ask your son or some old friends to help her out?
Hey there Teddy. That's so awesome, I'm happy for you, there really are helpful people out here! I'm glad you were helped by this wonderful person. :-) Never give up on your dream, there's always a hope for everyone, a second chance - every sincere person deserve a second chance, you're certainly one of those. I'll cross my fingers (... and toes, lol) for you, and really hope someone will reach out and help you out with the rest. You stay positive and strong! :-)
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infected with sick maggotry, because the whole world would be
able to see the rest of this thing playout as weakness, making
America vulnerable for attack. But in the meantime, let's fight
eachother over the N-Word, while the wicket design to kill us
in the streets, prisons, and enslave even our dispositions
about eachother are continued to be nurtured and cultivate
to the point where we look down at the new generation
because we say Nigga. (Doesn't make sense to me either).
4 of 8
When I was a kid, I had these questions, but nobody to ask
them to, and when I did ask, mypeople either didn't know, or
didn't want to know, because we as a people had been hardwired
to be against white people, specifically by way of incarcerative
political rotten gamers.
(for example):
I had a good potna named Robert while we both was in foster care
as kids, we was more like brothers, and maybe even too young to
be caught up, we both, in my mind was brothers forever, Nigga'z
4 life. By the age of 17 years old, after not seeing each other for about
7 years, I saw Robert in the library at the Heman G. Stark Youth
Training School (Y.T.S.), it's basically prison for minors. I was
so happy to see my boy.
I rushed to hug him, and he ran behind a standing book pillar, he
whispered to me between the books that he was in a supreme white
power group, and he could get "fucked up" if his people saw us
kicken it together. He said these words: "We can't be nigga'z no
more man."
5 of 8
I was looking into his watery eyes through the books telling me
"don't come over here", so I sat at the table and whatched
Robert walk out of the library, in a rush, the tattoos, baldhead
and the way he dressed made him look like the foolz that ratpacked
me in North Hollywood at 14 years old, and the whites that we
always had institutional riots with, from our common hatred,
brought to our generation by learned behaviour, and the elder
rotten gamers. After the door closed, and Robert walked away, I just kept
gazing at the door because I just could not believe our
childhood friendship was bullshit. But Robert walked back and
looked through the glass door at me and smiled, while pounding
the glass with his fist two times, and I never saw Robert again,
my nigga was gone.
It taught me that my people are not the only ones who have been
poisoned by surface level hatred. Robert walked out of that library
a follower that I truly dispised, but he came back, by way of
self leadership to that glass door window as someone I could
respect; still nigga'z 4 life.
I want my seed to be able to connect critical facts that causes him to
ask questions like, "If the word Nigga is so under the gun for our
generation, why do we find the word Niggah used amongst black
people in 1925?"
The reason for this question is vital when we view the history of
america and know that 1925 was the year the KKK did a March On Washington.
Moreover, how come the only March On Washington taught to us is the one
where Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. did his "I have a dream speech"?
How come nobody taught us that in 1952, the FBI, infiltered the K.K.K.
and on 2.15.52 several klansman was arrested, and by july of that year
about 80 KKK members was indipted? (no convictions?)
Why are we only taught about how CointelPro was used on the Black Panthers
and other Black organizations nearly a decade later?
Why would information like this matter to a lil nigga in the hood, or
incarcerated? Especially in 1980 thru 2017, whatelse have been
witheld from us?
2 of 8
Number one, now that we have fast forwarded into the future,
the narrative changes when I'm lacing my own seeds about what information
was witheld from my generation, and why?
The propaganda lead my entire generation to think that after the Civil War,
The North and Southern white society kissed and made up and worked together
on the under, to continue to subject Blacks, Latinos and other Non-Whites to
multiple forms of horrific harms, the "Just-Us" lesson.
So, at the age of 19 years old I began asking questions, and learned that,
not only was I miseducated, mostly by my own, that around 1950, in the summer,
a newspaper man in Tabor City in NO/SO Carolina named Horrace Carter (a
white man) published an editorial on the KKK.
Long story short, the KKK didn't like what he wrote and responded; so the
exchange goes back and forth on paper a few times, until the granddragon
talks face to face with this journalist, and what caught my attention
as a young Black man was when I read the granddragon say something to
the effect that:
note: (I'm paraphrazing and embellishing here)
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"The KKK had plans to one day take over the country, by infiltering
police forces, local overnment, and even judge positions,"
It's been a while since I've read his bullshit, but at that time,
his words taught me that the KKK and the U.S. government was so
not consolidated, that both sides believed the need to infiltrate
one another to control direction, and or destroy from the inside.
Now thats valuable to me, and my next gen'z because circa 2017,
we clearly see how the KKK has become the unapologetic truth
teller, while the governmnet continues to betray american
inner city youth;
I wrote that another gay Kelly is a good friend of mine and he's a wicca too.He does practices yoga as well as I do.
My day somewhere is better, when I start my mornings with yoga practice on my mat. I've done yoga so many yrs with all kind of teachers!
I see here on the blog you should get this message on the 18th of July. So,tell me if it's correct.
How are you doing meanwhile? How is your daily life, Henri?I hope your letter will come any day soon.
I came home yesterday from Illinois, Mt Sterling.Landed in the airport of Milwaukee.I visited my fiance George.But after his dad and the conductor rode from WI to Illinois -many miles!-we were too late that particular day,June 23, to visit.One had to register already in the morning.:(
the worst was yet to come!George was in SEG!For having a socialistic activism newsletter;he got it all the time in the past!And why did they let it come in anyway!!:(
I had had the extended visits:6 hrs every day in June & 6 in July.there I was told I had ONLY two visits per month; and this for 1 hour!!I came that far and I've seen him only 4 hours... what a shame.He sat behind thick glass and was cuffed at his hands and one foot!:( So very sad!I didn't even touch him.
I was in an hotel near the prison; only to walk for ten minutes.But most of the times I had to be busy there.They have a swimming pool(I swam in the evening), walked to one of the 3 restaurants; at a quarter of an hr distance.It was hot!I drew art with markers; I will send you one of them.I wrote letters to friend/inmates, I read a good thriller: the Charm School, about Russian spies,Also as a guest in that hotel I could go to the YMCA,to work on the computer.I did some shopping,my groceries for lunch,etc.In spite of the situation, I stayed occupied.Also writing some letters to George.His dad(92) visited twice with me. I celebrated his 67th birthday on the 28th of June.It was not the same as other years though. :(
Leslie,our youngest daughter bought a house in San Diego,CA.
Next yr I'm going to visit both.It's quite costly!
I saw that you search your daughter?Well,one can look her up through internet.I found George's daughter too.:o
Henri, all the best with what you're busy with!
regards from Rita
I am glad to he
Maybe you could ask your son or some old friends to help her out?
That's so awesome, I'm happy for you, there really are helpful people out here! I'm glad you were helped by this wonderful person. :-)
Never give up on your dream, there's always a hope for everyone, a second chance - every sincere person deserve a second chance, you're certainly one of those.
I'll cross my fingers (... and toes, lol) for you, and really hope someone will reach out and help you out with the rest.
You stay positive and strong! :-)