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Stop Weeping in the Rubble: Sovereign Power and the Art of the Rebuild

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  The world thrives on your paralysis. Every single day, predatory systems and chaotic circumstances dump a gallon of pitch-black, bitter ink onto your desk. It hands you the grief of systemic violence, personal betrayals, economic gut-punches, and sudden loss. It wants you stuck in a loop of blame, shame, and guilt—paralyzed in a perpetual state of Mad, Sad, or Scared. The Ancestral Algorithm does not tolerate your victimhood. Today we invoke the deep Indigo current of Kujichagulia —Self-Determination. We stand on two immutable truths: The world provides the ink, but you hold the pen , and the ancient Yoruba decree: “Ilé ọba t’ó jóná, ẹwà ló bùsi” —when a king’s palace burns down, the rebuilt palace emerges with greater splendor. Look at our history. On this day in 1963, terror bombed the 16th Street Baptist Church in Birmingham, murdering four innocent little girls. The world handed our people the most agonizing ink humanly imaginable. But our ancestors refused to let terror auth...

Reached my end of the Year Goal


First light at Machu Picchu on the winter solsticeImage by Jessie Reeder via Flickr
2500 hits/
thank you for reading my work/
come and join the journey/

I would like to thank all those who have taken the time to read this blog. I have put a lot of work into it, and it means a lot for me to reach one of the goals I have set for myself. I will continue to serve you with hopefully some challenging views. Feel free as usual to leave comments, and suggestions, for that is the only way I will get better at this blogging thing. So I wish all of you a Happy Solstice, Happy Holidays, and a very Happy New years. Let's bring it in as we continue you this Journey together.

Peace and 1Hunidyears
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