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Showing posts with label native. Show all posts
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Monday, June 15, 2015
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Why couldn't we remain who we are culturally?
I often wonder why the need for global domination? Why couldn't we just be left alone and left in the state each of our own people were suppose to be in? Why I couldn't be who my people was, I often think.
Why the racial division, why Native's speak Spanish & why in America speaking English is somehow primary? Why consider Native people, illegal immigrant when we are Nomadic? Why didn't I or better yet, why couldn't I remain who my people were and who we were intended to be?
Why don't I have that option to decide: Colonized or un-colonized? Do you agree?
It gets depressive at times, but I guess I'm so strong mentally that to this day, still, I remain un-deranged and continue to act as a law abiding citizens or at least, accordingly. I don't walk around with hate or display superiority; I have suppressed my feelings, in a sense, because I pay to live and before I know it, 2 weeks have gone by and I find myself still living and paying to live. But everyday that goes by, I look at the plainness of the society I live in and the people who look like me or act like, creative as can be, but considered just a mere "minority" or ethnic, yet, ethnic I can't really be.
I have been told my hair to curly and "settle" it for work. I have been told my tattoos represent crook or convict yet, my people have been getting tattooed as long as the Polynesians been using the word, Tatu.
You see them, these people. Look at us! What do we have in common? We are all COLORED. Dressed from the Earth; furs, bows & feathers. Tribal Designs, paint from the mud, sundried fruits and banana leaves dressing our naked bodies.
Images provided for visual purposes. How many of these people do you see now personally on the street? Naw, now we all in suits and briefcase looking hella busy yet, going to nowhere road as we continue to the dead end zone with our dead end job [JUST OVER BROKE].
Look at my gangsta ass people. My people; exotic, creative, swagged the hell out hueman beings. We wore tight as shit and colorful clothing, body ornaments and tattoos even covered some of our faces, backs and even some whole bodies, being who WE ARE - TRIBAL. Imagine us then and look how plain we now are. Disgusting. (Spray painting, adding color and creativity to the public is even illegal and sentenced to time in jail, what the fuck is this shit?).
Do we just belong in the Zoo's and in museums talked about as if we are past tense? Was this so bad who we were and so ugly that my culture has been completely replaced? Why did all the color go away and now we simply live so god damn plain?
Tan, white and black. Uniforms, white plain collar shirts with black or blue slacks. Tan shorts in the summer possibly. My people didn't dress like that, damn. How did we transform and how much of this was voluntarily. I'm so damn sick and tired of being sick and tired. Y Tu?
Why couldn't I remain my culture? Who my people were and still are in uncolonizing, undeveloped places? Why couldn't I be left for what I was? Why have to be born into this war?
Why am I not speaking my Indigenous language, living as an Indigenous person?
This isn't anti-government neither. It's just me expressing my emotions and mind state. Why the force extermination and experiment? Why the boarding schools and assimilation to make English my primary language? Why the English customs when I am not? Why brown people speaking English and expected to speak it properly? Why people associate Immigration with people who have been here nomadically living for ages?
All these questions when I just want to know what I am. And what I am ain't English. I am not from England and I didn't come on the Mayflower and I didn't land on a land foreign neither.
I want to be who my people are; Indigenous. I want to live from everything they have taken. They go there and vacation to my root of origin they have taken. They have stole the making of who I am and who we are if you look anything like me. You see?
Do you have brown skin (any hint of hue to you) or do you have "black" features like black, thick or curly/coiled hair or do you have high cheek bones or structure to your face like a Moor or a Asiatic Woman or Man?
If so, then your roots too have been pulled forcefully from the ground up and re-planted with a whole nother form of mind now hybrid.
Why the racial division, why Native's speak Spanish & why in America speaking English is somehow primary? Why consider Native people, illegal immigrant when we are Nomadic? Why didn't I or better yet, why couldn't I remain who my people were and who we were intended to be?
Why don't I have that option to decide: Colonized or un-colonized? Do you agree?
It gets depressive at times, but I guess I'm so strong mentally that to this day, still, I remain un-deranged and continue to act as a law abiding citizens or at least, accordingly. I don't walk around with hate or display superiority; I have suppressed my feelings, in a sense, because I pay to live and before I know it, 2 weeks have gone by and I find myself still living and paying to live. But everyday that goes by, I look at the plainness of the society I live in and the people who look like me or act like, creative as can be, but considered just a mere "minority" or ethnic, yet, ethnic I can't really be.
I have been told my hair to curly and "settle" it for work. I have been told my tattoos represent crook or convict yet, my people have been getting tattooed as long as the Polynesians been using the word, Tatu.
You see them, these people. Look at us! What do we have in common? We are all COLORED. Dressed from the Earth; furs, bows & feathers. Tribal Designs, paint from the mud, sundried fruits and banana leaves dressing our naked bodies.
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| These people STILL EXIST.. Somewhere out there far from SOCIETY |
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| This is NOT Satanic or "uncivilized"! This right here, is Gangsta! This is Individuality of Culture. True Self Expression |
| How many BLACK Woman do you see with NATURAL HAIR like this???? Who would want to "RELAX" this shit? |
| Twist, locs, braids, puffs and this. How many hair styles can one do with coils like these?? How creative and bad is this chick hairstyle? |
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| One word: BAD, man! Compare him to these little "dweebs". |
| Paint from sun dried coloring. Where is SHE on a daily basis?? This could of been ME! |
Images provided for visual purposes. How many of these people do you see now personally on the street? Naw, now we all in suits and briefcase looking hella busy yet, going to nowhere road as we continue to the dead end zone with our dead end job [JUST OVER BROKE].
Look at my gangsta ass people. My people; exotic, creative, swagged the hell out hueman beings. We wore tight as shit and colorful clothing, body ornaments and tattoos even covered some of our faces, backs and even some whole bodies, being who WE ARE - TRIBAL. Imagine us then and look how plain we now are. Disgusting. (Spray painting, adding color and creativity to the public is even illegal and sentenced to time in jail, what the fuck is this shit?).
Do we just belong in the Zoo's and in museums talked about as if we are past tense? Was this so bad who we were and so ugly that my culture has been completely replaced? Why did all the color go away and now we simply live so god damn plain?
Tan, white and black. Uniforms, white plain collar shirts with black or blue slacks. Tan shorts in the summer possibly. My people didn't dress like that, damn. How did we transform and how much of this was voluntarily. I'm so damn sick and tired of being sick and tired. Y Tu?
Why couldn't I remain my culture? Who my people were and still are in uncolonizing, undeveloped places? Why couldn't I be left for what I was? Why have to be born into this war?
Why am I not speaking my Indigenous language, living as an Indigenous person?
This isn't anti-government neither. It's just me expressing my emotions and mind state. Why the force extermination and experiment? Why the boarding schools and assimilation to make English my primary language? Why the English customs when I am not? Why brown people speaking English and expected to speak it properly? Why people associate Immigration with people who have been here nomadically living for ages?
All these questions when I just want to know what I am. And what I am ain't English. I am not from England and I didn't come on the Mayflower and I didn't land on a land foreign neither.
I want to be who my people are; Indigenous. I want to live from everything they have taken. They go there and vacation to my root of origin they have taken. They have stole the making of who I am and who we are if you look anything like me. You see?
Do you have brown skin (any hint of hue to you) or do you have "black" features like black, thick or curly/coiled hair or do you have high cheek bones or structure to your face like a Moor or a Asiatic Woman or Man?
If so, then your roots too have been pulled forcefully from the ground up and re-planted with a whole nother form of mind now hybrid.
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Sunday, December 15, 2013
Melanating with the Sun to live
Me and the Sun Melanizing
It glows me
bronze my skin,
brown sugar baby
my skin is toasting
M skin is like
bath and body works
warm brown sugar lotion.
The sun and I melanize
and we are a unit
Realize
I get the sun and the Sun gets me
I don't believe I see
glowing
I see it on my skin because my skin is coloring
A live coloring book
me
and
brown skin girls
ARE
In this skin we are N///
& around the globe me and other hue people MORENOS
skin is toning from light brown to high yellow to red bone to dark berry
Are you listening to this?//
When your skin tans your skin is Melanating.
Like you on Spoken word night vibing
The sun and
I don't go through third parties
the sun and I always on
time
In fact it wakes me up every morning
The Sun and I
the sun never late
and we up together
from day to night
from up to down just SOUL MATING
The sun Melanize my skin and we are all witnessing this
Melanism hue
Melanin truth
Melanic I
Melanical You
The truth is in the color of my skin
from soft tan to a walking
real life size
Pretty Brown Barbie................................
Can this be?
The skin I am in
people are BUYING
the coloring of my skin
is amazing and does more than just add color of tint to
the skin
and other kins
The Melanin
the source
my living God
Why haven't I been seen this?
The sun
From now on
............. I devote more than a Sunday to the magnificent
burst of energy fire ball that circles the heads known as "Halos" to St.
The Sun awakes me every day
I awake with the
Sun
and
we are a
living unit
I wouldn't exist without
the sun this is real shit
I would look 35 at 18 you witness it
The Sun, My God
I recognize this
I do because what else shine's other
than gold
the heat
of energy that's electrifying my body
The Sun, Melanism.
The word Sin is to close to this
It glows me
bronze my skin,
brown sugar baby
my skin is toasting
M skin is like
bath and body works
warm brown sugar lotion.
The sun and I melanize
and we are a unit
Realize
I get the sun and the Sun gets me
I don't believe I see
glowing
I see it on my skin because my skin is coloring
A live coloring book
me
and
brown skin girls
ARE
In this skin we are N///
& around the globe me and other hue people MORENOS
skin is toning from light brown to high yellow to red bone to dark berry
Are you listening to this?//
When your skin tans your skin is Melanating.
Like you on Spoken word night vibing
The sun and
I don't go through third parties
the sun and I always on
time
In fact it wakes me up every morning
The Sun and I
the sun never late
and we up together
from day to night
from up to down just SOUL MATING
The sun Melanize my skin and we are all witnessing this
Melanism hue
Melanin truth
Melanic I
Melanical You
The truth is in the color of my skin
from soft tan to a walking
real life size
Pretty Brown Barbie................................
Can this be?
The skin I am in
people are BUYING
the coloring of my skin
is amazing and does more than just add color of tint to
the skin
and other kins
The Melanin
the source
my living God
Why haven't I been seen this?
The sun
From now on
............. I devote more than a Sunday to the magnificent
burst of energy fire ball that circles the heads known as "Halos" to St.
The Sun awakes me every day
I awake with the
Sun
and
we are a
living unit
I wouldn't exist without
the sun this is real shit
I would look 35 at 18 you witness it
The Sun, My God
I recognize this
I do because what else shine's other
than gold
the heat
of energy that's electrifying my body
The Sun, Melanism.
The word Sin is to close to this
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Around the web...Indigenous Mexico 08
I love to see Indigenous tribes today. Despite of rename our ROOT is our only true Source.
Click on images for more photos & source.
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Melanic Vanish Tee
This is our Didn't Vanish Tee for Melanic Tees features a Native Female with Native Headdress and garment, featuring the Serpent, The Powerful Spiritual Metaphor. "This Tee is very sentimental to me while the creation of the design was unfolding. I wanted to make sure that people knew women&girls that look like me surpass just being "striking". We are Indigenous, keen to the Native people before any Colonizers Colonized us. It reads with assurance, "Here I am, Didn't Vanish".
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