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Umoja & The Patch of Unity: Why Loud Noise Starves the Tribe

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Umoja & The Patch of Unity: Why Loud Noise Starves the Tribe A lion standing in high grass that roars before striking gives away its position every single time. It’s an unvarnished ancestral truth: "A roaring lion kills no game." Loud threats, performative outbursts, social media flexing, and aggressive posturing produce zero sustenance for the pride. The roaring lion makes a spectacle, fills the air with theatrical bravado, but when night falls, its stomach remains empty and the cubs go unfed. Look around at our digital and physical spaces today. We are surrounded by empty roaring. We’ve been conditioned by a hyper-individualistic system to treat every disagreement like a war, every misunderstanding like a betrayal, and every friction point like a stage for public drama. We roar at our brothers, launch sub-tweets at our sisters, and bleed our axĂ© out into the ether—all while remaining trapped in reactionary states of being Mad, Sad, or Scared. This performative outrage ...

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Passion burns deep within a shallow chest
concern for conditions and worry turn to jest
i've tasted my potential and seek the very best
my reign is early burdened with the plight of others lest
my jewels be spread my bread made broken
promises fulfilled of old thoughts I've spoken
fate no myth,new coin old token
dreams made flesh by words I've spoken
yield not to fear the old ghost is an illusion
he's fiction made fact a campaign of confusion
unreal seen real forms spiritual delusion
when faith is corrupted by a cowards intrusion
Where Love is real no fear can stand
No dreams may die on faithful land
Thoughts are gold when destiny is grand
When Love is real no fear may stand.




Preston J. Harrison

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