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Tales from long ago History in the present Mabuhay matters Elegant in prose graceful stride to take her place among the heavens Hold firm my life right a man’s world of dominance Steadfast in my worth Do not trust the reflection in the mirror. That is you seeing you. Better to find your reflection in…
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I do not live or work in Hollywood. Nothing about my life is dependent on the most recognizable product of Hollywood. But I am a consumer of that product, although I have decreased that usage in recent months, mostly because of the pointedly painful bias against women. In both product and production. This is not…
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Human history is not earth history. We have encapsulated what we think we know about the earth and called it history. History defines time and is defined by time. Earth is the land before time. And humans can’t conceive of a world without us. It’s what I call “Masters of the Universe” mentality. The origin…
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I was a preteen hanging out with two of my older sisters. We were just sitting around the table talking, laughing, munching on chips and drinking soda. Absolutely nothing atypical for a Saturday afternoon. We could occasionally hear our Mom talking on the phone in her room, or watching TV or whatever else a single…
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I have been spending a lot of time thinking about where we are as a society and I have come to the conclusion that the last 25 years or so has been all about the staus quo hanging onto the rules that made them the staus quo. The status quo being the people who designed…
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An epiphany. Moment Mine For one momentWhen time moved with unerring precisionAnd the moon shone with the sun’s brillianceWhen the thick fog clearedAnd heaven and earth shared one essence For the momentWhen a heart felt all it couldAnd a spoken word said it allWhen my existence became the worldAnd moved into eternity With the momentThe…
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This one was written in April of 1989. There was attempt to gentrify the older neighborhoods of my town. Back then it was the poor side of town. Then, as it is now, a community of People of Color. A History Forgotten Sorrow fills meIn remembranceof what can never beDefeated before a single battleIn a…