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Transcend All Limits  Listen to show The trap was set, the jaws had snapped shut, and the predator was already licking his teeth. By every conventional law of nature, the smaller creature should have surrendered to terror. The options on the table were horrific: roasted over a pine-top bonfire, hanged by the hind legs from a willow branch, or drowned in muddy plantation water. Any one of us facing systemic traps or sudden life crises would immediately cycle through raw panic: the blind rage of becoming Mad, the grief of becoming Sad, or the paralysis of being Scared. Yet, the rabbit pleaded on his knees for every possible death—begging for mercy from only one thing: the thorny, razor-sharp thicket across the ditch. Why would a captive beg his captor to avoid the very torture chamber waiting right in front of him? And more importantly: why do modern, educated Black folks keep screaming in horror at the very environments, histories, and challenges that our ancestors used to master th...

Salute to Luther Vandros

Man with golden voice/
we salute your mastery/
thank you for singing/

I still remember where I was when Luther passed. I was visiting my sister in New York, and I was sitting in her window trying to catch a breeze on that hot day. When the news flashed over the radio i was heart broken. Luther was a master at what he did and inspired me in many ways. I remember in high school I just lipped synced Luther and the ladies rushed the stage. it was incredible to see what the power of his voice could do.
I had my first slow dance off of Luther, and may have had sex for the first time after listening. So it is only appropriate that I salute this Master with a truly golden voice:






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