'Be, be-fore we came to this country
We were kings and queens, never porch monkeys
There was empires in Africa called Kush
Timbuktu, where every race came to get books
To learn from black teachers who taught Greeks and Romans
Asian, Arabs and gave them gold, when
Gold was converted to money it all changed
Money then became empowerment for Europeans
The Persian military invaded
They heard about the gold, the teachings, and everything sacred
Africa was almost robbed naked
Slavery was money, so they began making slave ships
Egypt was the place that Alexander the Great went
He was so shocked at the mountains with black faces
Shot up they nose to impose what basically
Still goes on today, you see?
If the truth is told, the youth can grow
They'll learn to survive until they gain control
Nobody says you have to be gangstas, hoes
Read more, learn more, change the globe
Ghetto children, do your thing
Hold your head up, little man, you're a king
Young Princess when you get your wedding ring
Your man is saying "She's my Queen"
" Un père riche, voulant que son fils sache ce que signifie être pauvre, lui fit passer quelques journées chez une famille de paysans.
L ' enfant a passé 3 jours et 3 nuits dans les champs.
De retour en ville encore en voiture, son père lui demanda :
Et ton expérience ?
- Bien - répondit l’enfant !
As-tu appris quelque chose ?
1-Que nous avons un chien et ils en ont quatre.
2-Que nous avons une piscine avec de l'eau traitée qui arrive au fond du jardin. Ils ont un fleuve, avec de l'eau cristalline, des poissons et d'autres bonnes choses
3-Que nous avons la lumière électrique dans notre jardin mais ils ont les étoiles et la lune pour les éclairer.
4-Que notre jardin arrive jusqu'au mur. Le leur, jusqu'à l'horizon.
5-Que nous achetons notre nourriture ; ils le cultivent, le récoltent et le cuisinent.
6-Que nous écoutons des CD... Ils écoutent une symphonie continue de perroquets, de grillons et d'autres animaux...
... tout cela, parfois accompagné du chant d'un voisin qui travaille la terre.
7-Que nous utilisons le micro-ondes. Ce qu'ils cuisinent a le goût du feu lent
8-Que nous, pour nous protéger, nous vivons entourés de clôtures avec alarme... Ils vivent avec les portes ouvertes, protégées par l'amitié de leurs voisins.
9-Que nous vivons connectés au téléphone, à l'ordinateur, à la télévision. Ils sont liés à la vie, au ciel, au soleil, à l'eau, aux champs, aux animaux, à leurs ombres et à leurs familles.
Le père est très impressionné par les sentiments de son fils. Finalement, le fils conclut
Merci de m'avoir appris à quel point nous sommes pauvres !
Chaque jour, nous devenons de plus en plus pauvres parce que nous ne regardons plus la nature !!!"
As unMasculine as this might sound,some of the best and sane decisions I have made,came to me when I was washing dishes. There is just something about interacting with water that automatically shifts your brain into brainstorming sub consciously without you having to put much effort into it. Therefore as a man there are three things you must actively engage in,kama huoshi vyombo jaribu kuoga sana sana. Showers also help. Or even washing your car,na sasa wale hamna magari,jaribuni kuosha viatu. The problems that have been keeping you awake for week awill be solved in minutes. The water effect!
The best idea you ever had didn't come from you.
Think about it honestly.
Your most creative moment - the insight in the shower, the solution at 3am, the words that wrote themselves - where did it actually come from?
You didn't manufacture it.
You didn't assemble it from parts on a workbench.
It arrived. Whole. Uninvited. From a place your thinking mind can't locate.
We take credit for creativity the way a radio takes credit for music.
The signal passes through us, and because it exits our mouth or our hands, we assume we generated it.
But watch the process closely and it looks nothing like production. It looks like reception.
There's a silence at your core.
Not dead silence - fertile silence.
Every thought you've ever had emerged from it and returned to it.
Every sentence began in a gap.
Every breakthrough was preceded by a moment where the thinking mind gave up and something else stepped in.
That something else isn't the "you" who tries and plans and effortfully constructs.
It's the deeper ground.
The awareness that was here before your first thought and will outlast your last one.
This has practical implications.
If your best ideas come from silence, then the most productive thing you can sometimes do is... nothing.
Stop. Let the question sit in the dark. Trust that the quiet isn't empty - it's composing.
The ideas you're chasing are already heading toward you.
Your only job is to stop making so much noise that you can't hear them arrive.
You don’t need to choose. You can take the path of Einstein, who used a 'tedious' job to fund the stability his genius required. Or you can follow the martyrs, Van Gogh, Dostoevsky, and Diogenes, and accept the price of not paying your rent.
Or, you can respect and recognize the art in responsibility. Garbage collectors stave off the chaos of the world, preschool teachers raise the next Einsteins, caregivers alleviates suffering. And your landlord is offering you the best price-value for shelter you have found. If you accept the terms.
Next time you think of a Pigeon in a negative way just think…..
Pigeons Are Misunderstood Geniuses.
Most people don't realize just how incredible Pigeons truly are.
These gentle birds aren’t just loyal partners—they're brilliant, complex beings. Tucked inside their beaks are tiny magnetic crystals that act like a natural GPS, helping them navigate thousands of miles with stunning precision. They can also hear frequencies too low for us to detect, read polarized light patterns in the sky, and even see in ultraviolet light, giving them a vibrant view of the world we can't imagine.
Pigeons are also remarkably intelligent. Studies show they can count, recognize their own reflections, understand abstract ideas, and even grasp probability, sometimes outperforming young children. When raising their young, they produce a special milk-like substance in their throats to nourish their chicks. They form lifelong bonds with their mates and use different coos and calls to communicate danger, love, and territory.
History has seen their courage, too. During wartime, a pigeon named Cher Ami delivered a message that saved 194 soldiers—even after losing a leg. Sadly, despite all this, many pigeons were abandoned when we no longer “needed” them, and they stayed close to humans because that's what they knew.
Pigeons are not pests. They are intelligent, emotional, deeply social beings that remember us. It's time we remember them. ❤️