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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...

Wisdom from the mouth of babes

I sat down to watch the movie "Inception", as the movie approached the end my son came down and began watching and asking questions.  Here is a script of our conversation:
Cleve: "why are they floating in the movie?"
Ha2: "gravity is messed up because in one dream they are in a free fall and it is effecting the second dream they are in."
Cleve: "oh they are having more than one dream at the same time?"
Ha2: " yep that is exactly what is happening."
Cleve: " well why is one dream moving so slow?"
Ha2: "time is different at each level of dreaming.  According to the movie on the first level of dreaming every minute of real time is equal to 1 hour of dream time. On the next level of dreaming 1 minute of our time is equal to a week, and on the third level it moves to years."
I  prepared myself for a birage of question I thought this would bring from him, and already was preparing what I would say next, but he had no more questions just a simple statement that blew my mind.
Cleven just paused looked at me thoughtfully and stated:
Cleve: " Oh like the "Thundar Cats", when Lion O went to the astral plane."
Ha2: "I'll be damned! ........ Yeah, that was brilliant Cleve 
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