iambesala:

Nobody else can do this for us. No document - can do this for us. No Lincolnian emancipation proclamation can do this for us. No Tennessonian or Johnsonian civil rights bill can do this for us.

If the Negro is to be free he must move down into the inner resources of his own soul and sign with a pen and ink of self assertive manhood his own emancipation proclamation.

Don’t let anybody take your manhood. Be proud of our heritage as somebody said earlier tonight, we don’t have anything to be ashamed of.

Somebody told a lie one day. They couched it in language - they made everything Black ugly and evil.

Look in your dictionary, and see the synonyms of the word Black - it’s always something degrading and low and sinister. Look at the word White - always something pure, high and clean.

But, I want to get the language right tonight. I want to get the language so right that everybody here will cry out YES, I’m Black and proud of it! I’m Black and Beautiful!

went to this sunday evening….the beauty of feeling as though you have been hit by a truck due to the degree of heart, truth and family of this story. 

in action +  local [usually disgruntled] norwegian forest cat.

so, for my birthday, my sister got me [among other things] Popsicle sticks.  accompanied with them was the assumption that i would be able to make something out of them.

and four months later i was struck with the inspiration of my parents love of birds, and feeders, and the combination of the two in their very own backyard.

so, what you see before you is innovation and the insatiable need for little pellets of food in the simple form of minimal lines, colors, and string.

i love them, letme know if you would like a group of your very own for a minimal fee and many bird return.

[thanks for the last two pics dad!]