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They told us that to be creative, we had to hustle harder, build more, and constantly produce. But what if they lied? https://www.spreaker.com/episode/unearthing-kuumba-chipping-away-the-false-masterpiece--70775482 What if the most profound act of Kuumba (Creativity) you could ever perform is simply stopping? Think about the heavy layers of guilt, shame, and societal expectations you drag around every day. We’ve been conditioned to wear masks that don't fit and recite scripts that don't belong to us. We are so busy trying to paint over the pain that we forget the masterpiece is already beneath the surface, suffocating under the buildup of the world's noise. In today’s episode of Tha Daily Spark , we explore the Orange energy of Kuumba through the lens of removal. We aren't giving you a ten-step checklist of more things to do. We are talking about taking a chisel to the false narratives blocking your Peace, Power, and Joy. Call to Inaction: “The loudest wisdom is found i...

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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