Re-direction

'I mean, why does a car have steering wheels?' - Lauryn Hill

There comes a point in a young woman’s life where she must reassess the five blogs she has on tumblr. If you liked me and followed, continue on to the blog I’ve decided to stick with and cultivate:

sojungblog

If you like:

GO FOR IT!

Thank you. 

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For so long I haven’t moved because I thought that I had no one to share my love with. Here’s a first attempt at some freestylin!

Maybe

I should just write this all down. Maybe I should let a soul breathe. Maybe I should disregard what the rest of the world thinks, maybe I should stop caring, maybe I should stop all the noise in my ear. Maybe I should let my soul bleed, end the vacillation, put a stop to all the fuzz and let the flood gates go and drown the universe with my gushing waters. We have gone too far to take back the entropy. Now, we must swathe for perfection.

1 The return

After so long
I feel like me
Synapse after synapse magnetized
Aligned consequently.
A pencil screaming
sharpened to the tee.
Forgetting vacancy
the ghost of me.

A brain that bleeds     flowers
upon barren grounds
A giant red of sunset
enveloping slopes of man
A burning flame     of thoughts
reconfiguring history
I can see it all,
like an artist
blurs of society
My machine pumps   out
Dreams, rampantly


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Bay Area Female MC Doc Trailer from Laura Valladao on Vimeo.

daughtersofdilla:

Bay Area Female MC Documentary Project

This is the first trailer for the Bay Area Female MC Documentary Project, a short film, which follows female MCs from the San Francisco Bay Area as they make their way in the traditionally male dominated MC community.

Follow the project here:
Facebook: Bay Area Female MC Documentary Project
Twitter: FemaleMCDoc
bayareafemaledocumentaryproject.wordpress.com

(Source: daughtersofdig)

"The white fathers told us: I think, therefore I am. The Black mother within each of us—the poet— whispers in our dreams: I feel therefore I can be free"

     Audre Lorde, Poetry Is Not a Luxury (via lightsandsparks (via thinkspeakwriteconsciously)

(via thinkspeakwriteconsciously-deac)

I was not made from accepting a reality. I was not made by plastic images around me and those plastered on me. I was made from the passion in my heart, born from the love and sweat of my mother’s childbirth, the raw feel of the Earth under my feet and those of my ancestors who have walked many miles to where I stand today. I am a proud woman vulnerable to feeling and strong because of it. If you are first true and honest with yourself, then you can be honest with the world and deal with it in your courtroom, your battleground. I hope every woman can liberate themselves and realise a truth that rings within.Clarasojungclara.tumblr.com

I was not made from accepting a reality. I was not made by plastic images around me and those plastered on me. I was made from the passion in my heart, born from the love and sweat of my mother’s childbirth, the raw feel of the Earth under my feet and those of my ancestors who have walked many miles to where I stand today. I am a proud woman vulnerable to feeling and strong because of it. If you are first true and honest with yourself, then you can be honest with the world and deal with it in your courtroom, your battleground. I hope every woman can liberate themselves and realise a truth that rings within.

Clara
sojungclara.tumblr.com