Showing posts with label Black in America. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Black in America. Show all posts
Monday, December 15, 2014
"The rich getting richer" Republicans Adopts The Same Failed Policy
Need I state the second half of the quotation? We all know much too well what that stands for you and I. We will keep getting poorer as the already shrinking middle-class would be obsolete.
Reading the U.S. 2015 Budget Bill at first glance you would think that the republican congress has finally came to terms in moving the country forward by putting aside personal prejudices against Our nations First Creole President. But, you come back to reality and realize that they are simply preparing themselves for a future political showdown once this President is gone and become more aggressive with their oppression of the Creole Ethnic that is rapidly gaining political influence in all of Americans home.
Giving banks and financial institutions these tax breaks to gamble with our money has almost failed our entire economic system. We cannot go back down that road again and that's exactly where this republican congress wants us to do. These institutions has contribute heavily to the republican party in order to get this attention within a bill. In return they get tax breaks and credits on top of the use of American tax payer dollars to gamble the nations financial future which means they are not out of one red cent. They are using our money to get recognition and to get rich.
My fellow man... When are we going to wake up and become a part of this country's political decision making? Aren't you tired of sitting behind the scenes and leaving all of our needs in the hands of someone else? We complaint about our local and federal government yet we still make excuses for not showing up at the polls. All the while, republicans are using more creative ways to disenfranchise us. Well, they can do it, because we have disenfranchised ourselves by not not voting. It is irresponsible as a man to sit back and allow these pigs to do whatever they want to "US" generation after generation. Where is the man pride?
For things to change we have to change... For things to get better we have to get better and it all starts with every individual Creole Man to take back order in his house and become something that our families can be proud. To confide in. To show heart-felt respect. We are the Creoles and we must claim our birthrights.
Cupid D. Atkins
CyberLord
The Cupkins Human Network-It Pays To be Human
http://www.hawaiireporter.com/us-congress-passes-1-1-trillion-budget-for-2015/123
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
America is still a Jim Crow system of Good Ole Boy renegade police.
The second trumpet has sounded and evil has shown it's ugly face and it has become more clearer who the enemy is, and what he represents. The beast has been spotted in Ferguson, Missouri wearing a badge with the name peace written on it. Make no mistake about it, this creature does not represent peace, but destruction and death. He lie, kill and steal. He's a wolf in sheep clothing whose only purpose is to destroy you and I.
He is laughing at you and making a mockery of your face calling you a demon to divert the attention away from his true identity. His strength is in the numbers and his power is in your ignorance. He's laughing at you every-time you take the your anger and rage out on a car or inanimate structure. He's laughing at you every-time you destroy your own home or cut off your nose to spite your face. He's laughing, because you are not a threat to him, but to yourselves. It's time for A New Breed of Leaders to arise from the very ground where we have laid to rest our dead.
Wake Up, my brothers!? It's time to live for a cause and a purpose that goes far beyond our individual lives. We are on the Human Stage performing for God. A challenge has been given "US" to lead "US" to the place for which we have been searching for 2000 years. It's time to be the men that we where designed to be. Abandon your unsubtle ways and adopt an attitude of pride and brotherhood.
Identify! Who the enemy is. Identify! With one another. Identify! Are we just alive? Identify! What the truth looks and sounds like. Whose version of what happened on that fatal day feels more real to you?
This Is The Gathering,
Cupid D. Atkins
http://www.msnbc.com/all-in/watch/key-eyewitness-contradicts-wilson-s-testimony-363704387739
He is laughing at you and making a mockery of your face calling you a demon to divert the attention away from his true identity. His strength is in the numbers and his power is in your ignorance. He's laughing at you every-time you take the your anger and rage out on a car or inanimate structure. He's laughing at you every-time you destroy your own home or cut off your nose to spite your face. He's laughing, because you are not a threat to him, but to yourselves. It's time for A New Breed of Leaders to arise from the very ground where we have laid to rest our dead.
Wake Up, my brothers!? It's time to live for a cause and a purpose that goes far beyond our individual lives. We are on the Human Stage performing for God. A challenge has been given "US" to lead "US" to the place for which we have been searching for 2000 years. It's time to be the men that we where designed to be. Abandon your unsubtle ways and adopt an attitude of pride and brotherhood.
Identify! Who the enemy is. Identify! With one another. Identify! Are we just alive? Identify! What the truth looks and sounds like. Whose version of what happened on that fatal day feels more real to you?
This Is The Gathering,
Cupid D. Atkins
http://www.msnbc.com/all-in/watch/key-eyewitness-contradicts-wilson-s-testimony-363704387739
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
We Are The Creoles
I Am; An American Black Man. My ancestors came to this country on slave ships where they were forced to perform manual labor and bought and sold as property.
Throughout time, (about 400 years) I've came to be what I am today. A mixture of Lords knows what all, but through natural selection I have survived. Evolution has taken a mark upon my people that has stripped US of our home, our culture, and our identity just as a marigold taken from Africa to America I have changed into something else in order to survive this new land. That something else I call, Creole.
You see, someone at sometime decided to call people like me African Americans. I'm not African just American. African is not a color it's a culture. I have never been to Africa nor has any of my family members that goes back for generations has been to Africa. I would like to go to Africa as a tourist to learn more about the human beginnings that erupted there but I could never fully relate to their lifestyle. Besides, I would never want to claim the people who sold US to outsiders for blood money. Africa is The Motherland and always will be, but African is not a culture. My culture is in American. True American... By divine design I exist. You don't hear the whites calling themselves European American and they are here through immigration. But, they're always telling US to go back home and this is our home. They can go back home to Europe where they can trace their family tree.
I believe that there are truly African Americans. I believe those who have migrated here from parts of Africa and claimed U.S. citizenship should hold the name African American. But, to say that my American Ancestry came here as an immigrant is insulting. We didn't get here by choice but but a natural occurrence. Human are a part of nature.
Maybe it was destiny that we ended up here. Maybe we are the people who God promised The Promise Land. But, I do know we are a special breed. We are a whole new breed of ethnic. We are the future... We have survive many of ostracism politically, culturally, and economically yet we still stand strong. The sweat and blood of our ancestors that stains this American has soil given life to a species of mankind... "A Power Generation." We are no longer a people of shame but a people of pride. Black is no longer beast but Beauty. We should unite and manifest the the prophecy. We are the meek the Bible speaks of... I am You and You are me. I Am; honey gold, lightly brown, and burnt brass. I Am; "US" We are The Creoles.
Cupid D. Atkins
Thursday, November 7, 2013
Emancipation of The Caged Life- Free Your Mind
Many people live their lives cage either, in the past or in expectation of others. They have never really ventured, into the unknown, or sought to break the boundaries of the box that they or others set set for them. They have let others or past experiences dictate who they are. Their identities are trapped, within the tight dimensions of the box they have built around themselves. They have excepted a false belief of themselves and therefore limited their thoughts, feelings and actions to those standards. Their life's legacy will be restricted by their thoughts, feelings and behaviors if they don't learn to think outside of this box which I call a cage. They are the gatekeeper of their own prisons. They generally feel tethered to where they are, bound by experiences they never got over, ruled by the results of yesterday, scared to disappoint their masters-masters that may well exist only, in their own minds. They often feel that world has cornered them into a certain way of being and won't allow them to escape, lashing them to false or unfair labels, expectations, and assumptions when, in fact they are their own oppressors. Many wonder, "how did I get this way."
From birth we are enticed with certain teachings; you must eat this, don't say that, this is unacceptable, and all the things that others want "US" to do. Our caregivers, wanted "US" to display a certain identity to the world. Sometimes, they re-enforced these lessons with praises, and treats of acceptance, or Love. Other times, they may have been more heavy-handed. The end result, was that we adapted our behaviors and desires to be accepted, by other. A sort of Stockholm syndrome. Over time, we have allowed these behaviors became a way of life, therefore, shaping our personality to be who we are. "Our common sense of reality, of knowing right from wrong." The basic human instinct of survival. As long as we were receiving gratification or the lower side of consequences we continue to behave in ways that fit our care-givers standards. Although, all caregivers aren't the same, as all students don't perceive consequences in the same mannerism, still yet being in a protected cage had its advantages. Now that we are adults, many of have yet to live the lives that we were meant to live by divine purpose. At some point we have to rebuke the haters...escape the imprisonment of the obedient life and live out our own inspiration. As I truly believe that all inspiration comes from God, and it is according to the plan that he has for you. We are writing his-tory as well as our own. It's the purpose driven life! God speaks to our heart, and when something moves you, you don't resist it..Not all of "US" have broken free, and the truth is that some never will.
There are two ways out of this cage. The first happens, by chance or fate, your life gets flipped upside-down and shaking you out of the safe, cozy confines of what you believe to be your reality. The other way out is the willful way and this may take a massive dose of personal effort; growth and development, perseverance, and spiritual awakeness. The ladder will also make you an authority to become the key to other people prisons. This is the legacy that our hearts desire to leave behind, and also the treasures that we can take with "US." It happens when we finally choose to look beyond the bars, or this dimension of this reality {present-state-of-mind} and start to see things with a more powerful eye. There will be challenges; fear-driven thoughts, personal battles; both physical and mental, but the reward would be emancipation from being forced to be squeezed into someone else's cage. It happens when we do the one thing that has ever helped anyone design a different destiny; consciously choose a new self-image and life, and fight to forge it into existence by consistently aligning our thoughts and behaviors to make it so. It's time to break free from the chains. "Let My People Go-Free Yourselves!"
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Dawn of The New Breed Leaders
No matter your position, circumstance, or opportunities in life, you always have the free will of mind to choose how you experience, interpret, and, ultimately, shape your own reality. If you can believe this revelation, then you can strategically choose and create a better a more self-manifested life.
The power of attraction teaches "US" that if we ask for a vision, believe in what we ask for will be ours, then we will receive the tangible product of our vision. We just have to get consciously focused on a target that we aim. Success burns like a raging fire if we can reignite the imagination we had as a child. I believe this to be true, more today, than ever in human lifetime, and not just at a philosophical level but at a very practical physical level as well. I have learned that; our minds are far more powerful than even we can ever dream. Stronger than the very brain, from which it dwells, and we can claim and harness this power by exercising certain human drives that we all possess. Vision and Imagination is at the core.
The 3 questions that we all will someday ask ourselves, when we face our final destination here, is; "Did I truly lived the life that I wanted, Did I mattered to enough people whom love me, and Did I make a difference, in this dimension of the universe?" A Soul-Shaking truth, to say the least, but we all long to be meaningful. It is time that we begin to meditate on these three questions, and live the fullness according to plan, and do the things that really matter in life. We are all very special spirits, and possess unique talents that separates "US" from others. Know matter what you may think, or who you are; "You Matter!"
Stand up and take charge. Live according to will. Stop thinking too much and practice being in action mode. Don't allow ego to get in the way of success. Don't allow fear to oppress you. But first, you must have a plan, because if we fail to plan, then we plan to fail. This is our life and this is our hour of redemption. "We are The New Breed Leaders"
Friday, October 4, 2013
Sunday, February 24, 2013
"I Have A Dream;" Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as
the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago,
a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we
stand today, signed the
Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great
beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of
withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their
captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One
hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of
segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a
lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred
years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds
himself an exile in his own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful
condition.
In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check.
When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and
the
Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every
American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as
white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of
Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar
as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation,
America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked
"insufficient funds."
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We
refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of
this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.
We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the
fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take
the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of
democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the
sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of
racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a
reality for all of God's children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the
moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until
there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an
end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now
be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual.
And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his
citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our
nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the
warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our
rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our
thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must
forever conduct
our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative
protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic
heights of meeting physical force with soul force.
The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community
must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as
evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up
with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound
to our freedom.
We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march
ahead.
We cannot turn back.
There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights,
"When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is
the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as
long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of
the highways and the hotels of the cities. We
cannot be satisfied as long as the negro's basic mobility is from a
smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as
our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their
dignity by signs stating: "For Whites Only."
We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in
Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote.
No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like
waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream."¹
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great
trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And
some of you
have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of
persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of
creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.
Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia,
go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing
that somehow this situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of
despair, I say to you today, my friends.
And so even though we face the difficulties of
today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American
dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out
the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are
created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of
former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the
table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state
sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be
transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a
nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of
their character.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day,
down in Alabama, with its
vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of
"interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black
girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and
brothers.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every
hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and
the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh
shall see it together."2
This is our hope, and
this is the faith that I go back to the South
with.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of
hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation
into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work
together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for
freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
And this will be the day
-- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to
sing with new meaning:
My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,From every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And if
America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.
Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.
But not only that:
Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring,
when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city,
we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and
white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and
sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:
Free at last! Free at last!
Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!3
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