A suprise that you wont hear about unless you read it here…
A surprise vote to bar new minarets suggests that suspicion between faiths and cultures, even in calm democracies, runs deeper than liberal types admit
DJ Sugarcut
3rd Eye Threads Podcast Interview with the talented DJ Sugarcut
New Markets… New Fears
YOU SCARED OF THESE MARKETS? You good @ musical chairs?
Minority Businesses Shut Out of Stimulus Loans
Loans handed out to struggling small businesses as part of President Barack Obama's stimulus package have largely shut out minority businesses -- especially those owned by Blacks and Latinos...
A Woman’s Reprieve
Kehinde Spencer is an up and coming songwriter and a poet who receives inspiration from her African heritage, academic pursuits, and spiritual practice. Kehinde was born in London, England to Nigerian parents and lived there and in Nigeria until she was eight years old... This is her story
Appreciation…
AVATAR & Race
Trip to Turkey… A recap in parts.
Recently we were afforded the opportunity to participate in the 5th Annual Afro-Turk Congress in Istanbul... This is our story.
This past Sunday, one of my favorite whows covered a long kept secret of the renewable energy front. No, its not another solar innovation or a technology that transferes our thoughts into energy. Its something more… simple (almost eerily simple). Its called the Bloom Box and the company along with its inventor feel that every one of us will have one in ou homes by 2025. Normaly I would say “didn’t they say that about the electric car 80 years ago”? … But when I learned they raised 400 million dollars, I put my assumptions on the shelf…
Indigos and blues fluid movement in spiral form take me away.
Lightning fast thoughts driven by protons, neurons, and electric light fill my mind and retreat like a setting sun…
Darkness makes her debut and stillness envelops my mind within minds.
Images without shape nor color playfully enter and exit the filmstrip of the imagination.
I am here, am transported there and become that which I think.The room is but a formless construct used as an exercise to test my ability to think and be infinite.
Realistically,
I am but a man in lotus position with mantra positioned hands but for a moment, I grace the source.
What to do if you have lost God?
The man I see in the mirror is no longer who I was made to be…
Something like a glimmer is missing in the pupils and the bright light that shone through my ribcage no longer shines as bright.
Walking without moving, sleeping without dreaming, eating without nourishment.
I have become [...]
