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Strip the Noise: Stop Spiritual Hustling and Anchor in Imani Peace, Tribe, Warriors, and NationBuilders. Let’s skip the pleasantries and get right to the friction: You are being scammed by spiritual fatigue. We live in a world that profits off your anxiety. It tells you that to be worthy, spiritually sound, or successful, you have to keep adding to your plate. More formulas, more hustle, more corporate credentials, more social media performative clout. You’ve been tricked into believing that peace is a reward you get after you burn yourself out pleasing systems that were never built to honor your divinity. That isn't growth; that’s spiritual slavery. Look at our legacy. When James Baldwin put ink to paper, when Fela Kuti blew his horn against military oppression, when Marcus Garvey organized millions of sovereign minds across the diaspora—they weren't begging for validation. They weren't performing for external applause. They operated from an unshakeable inner certainty. T...

I am - by Preston J. Harrison

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I am.

I am the native tongue.
I am the brown recluse.
I am the spirit of the slave
with my neck in a noose.

I am a quote from the bible,
the legend of the scroll.
The music in your heart
when you sing from your soul.

I am the favorite son,
a warrior's tattoo.
The benefit of the doubt
when others can't trust you.

I am the dream keeper.
I am the moon's sun,
the hired gun, muted barrel,
I am the chosen one.

I am the brightest day,
and sometimes the darkest night.
I am the wind beneath the wings
when a bird takes flight.

I am the castle and the king,
the drawbridge, the moat,
the canoe in cried-rivers
making sure hope floats.

I am the first kiss, last breath.
I am the rook, the knight, the pawn, the king
in a game of chess.

I am the soul singer.
I am the rhythm and the blues.
I am the first idea
and The Creator's muse.

I am the sunday sermon.
I am the pulpit for the preacher.
I am the choir, prophet, priest
and sunday school teacher.

I am the saint-sinner.
I am the long way home.
I am a shape-shifter.
I am this poet's poem.
I am.

Preston J. Harrison.
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