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Black History Month soon come…

queenspeech:

journeytogirly:

pierrebennu:

nina simone on sesame street (aka the most balanced & brilliant show television has ever produced) 

I still remember my 2nd grade teacher teaching us this song. I went to a gifted school in East St. Louis, IL, and had no idea what all of that meant at the time, but I get tears and chills simultaneously now that I get it.

This just made my heart smile

jalylah:

dreamhampton1:

Amelia Earhart’s prenup, the most sober document about marriage, ever.

This is fascinating.

jalylah:

dreamhampton1:

Amelia Earhart’s prenup, the most sober document about marriage, ever.

This is fascinating.

throwbacks. props to the photog @lulusofie

…That don’t happen even in Hollywood. You don’t have a revolution in which you love your enemy. And you don’t have a revolution in which you are begging the system of exploitation to integrate you into it. Revolutions overturn systems. Revolutions destroy systems.
In most of our human relationships, we spend much of our time reassuring one another that our costumes of identity are on straight.
"If" by Rudyard Kipling (1895)

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—-and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—-and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build’em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—-nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—-which is more—-you’ll be a Man, my son!

umaymen:

But they plan, and Allah plans. And Allah is the best of planners. Quran (8,30)
الأنفال - الآية 30

ameen.

umaymen:

But they plan, and Allah plans. And Allah is the best of planners. Quran (8,30)

الأنفال - الآية 30

ameen.