Isley Brothers “That Lady/Live it Up”  - Soul Train (sunnysidup82)

 

Wednesday Sep 9 @ 10:47pm with 3 notes

"Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in museums // You belong in vintage clothes crushing the whole building"

#JayZ #art #LarryGagosian #Basquiat #Kanye #WatchTheThrone #ThatsMyBitch

Tuesday Aug 8 @ 04:55pm with 0 notes
afrograce:

(by Brianna McCarthy)

afrograce:

(by Brianna McCarthy)

Tuesday Aug 8 @ 11:26am with 179 notes
WE wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes—This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be over-wise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see us while We wear the mask. We smile, but oh great Christ, our cries To Thee from tortured souls arise. We sing, but oh the clay is vile Beneath our feet, and long the mile; But let the world dream otherwise,  We wear the mask!
Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)

WE wear the mask that grins and lies,

It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes—This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be over-wise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see us while We wear the mask. We smile, but oh great Christ, our cries To Thee from tortured souls arise. We sing, but oh the clay is vile Beneath our feet, and long the mile; But let the world dream otherwise,  We wear the mask!

Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)

Thursday Aug 8 @ 08:49am with 1 note
Friday Aug 8 @ 09:44pm with 3,918 notes

Mos Def “Quiet Dog”

Tuesday Aug 8 @ 02:01pm with 0 notes
Brotherhood ii - The Writer’s Challenge

In re: Brotherhood

One of my brothers; part of my family; challenged me to write a positive post about the brotherhood of Omega Psi Phi. This is a difficult request to abide by. It’s not hard for me to think of famous Omega men: Charles R. Drew, Michael Jordan, Jesse Jackson, Earl Graves, Langhston Hughes, Bill Cosby. And it’s not hard for me to think of positive experiences I’ve had as a brother: the love of fraternal family; stepshows; women; power; the knowledge that I’ve endured and survived; life lessons.

No, the challenge is difficult because it’s not a part of my goal as a writer; nor is it a part of my duty as a writer.

My goal as a writer is not to meet the challenge of presenting a positive picture of my friends, family, race, or country. Not to please, necessarily. Not to anger. Not even to entertain. My goal is to meet Diaghilev’s challenge to the poet Cocteau. My goal is To Astonish.

I’m not always successful in meeting that goal: to astonish. But my aim remains the same. I strive for this goal above all others.

I must write. It is something I feel compelled to do. Whether it’s in one of the many notebooks floating around my house; or an old journal; or on the back of a cocktail napkin; or on this blog; I’m going to write. I have to.

There are times when the need is less urgent. There are dry spells. There are times when what I’ve written embarrasses me; times when it doesn’t make sense; times when what I’ve written doesn’t exactly capture what I intend. But I need to do it.

My duty as a writer is to be truthful. If I have an iota of talent or ability to convey ideas, feelings, and experiences would I not be doing a disservice to those who take the time to read my words by trading in falsehood? Falsehood: that which condems us to blindness; that which chokes the last bit of air from a small, crowded, room; that which stunts our collective growth. I can think of few greater sins.

Faulkner said much the same:

There are no longer problems of the spirit. There is only the question: When will I be blown up? Because of this, the young man or woman writing today has forgotten the problems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat.

He must learn them again. He must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid; and, teaching himself that, forget it forever, leaving no room in his workshop for anything but the old verities and truths of the heart, the old universal truths lacking which any story is ephemeral and doomed

The poet’s, the writer’s, duty is to write about these things.”

Tuesday Aug 8 @ 02:00pm with 2 notes
Erykah Badu

Erykah Badu

Thursday Jul 7 @ 04:38pm with 14 notes
Thursday Jul 7 @ 04:05pm with 42 notes
Marvin Gaye (1939-1984)

Marvin Gaye (1939-1984)

Thursday Jul 7 @ 03:38pm with 3 notes