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Omni-A true American African

With these tattoos and these bandanas, these knuckleheads thinkin’ that they gangsta,right?/just because you got dreadlocks, and you sell incense, y’all run around thinkin’ that you’re Rastafar-right?/ain’t nobody trippin’ if that’s what you all about/you ain’t trippin’ to that gun up in your mouth/you better know the truth, and you better know the roots/’cuz there’s real motherf*ers who will call your ass out.

***This is some REAL knowledge bein' spit by Omni-it's been a long time since I've heard this much flow come out of the West Side. I'm proud to be from here...I am so tired of these fake fools tryin' to represent rastafari, gangstas with day jobs, white girls with finger waves...be you-do you. Not an afrocentric religion whose hairstyle has a specific purpose, which is NOT for you to rub dish soap in your hair to "create" dreads. These white Oregon "dreadies" only practice the religion for an excuse to smoke weed...en punto.

Motorcycle Diaries

It's time for a change...this man, this man who is idolized, deified, revered in Latin America finally made it to the silver screen. Although I read his biography several years ago, this movie made me cry. It is the pre-cursor to what was one of the greatest cross-continental revolutions in the history of the world. Many people love him, many people hate him...but he made an impact. He inspired people who had previously been without a voice to stand up and say "no". NO to imperialism, NO to oppressive dictatorships (although his closest comrade would later become one) NO to genocide. Someone who came from an upper middle class background and had absolutely no connection to the impoverished and oppressed indigenous population of South America before he went on a joyride with his best friend...made a difference. Imagine if a college kid went on spring break today and instead of running around Puerto Vallarta like a jackass drinking and saying "mamacita" in their gringo accent to any latina walking by...imagine if instead they sat down and respected people. Imagine if they (and not in the condescending hippie way) took the time to learn about the culture and then took up arms to defend those people...well it's too late for that now. Latin America doesn't need some liberal gringos bleeding out of their heart for them. It's time to raise up. It's time to stop being run over by their own governments. If their leaders are in the back pocket of the U.S.- then say something! If their leaders are committing genocide on indigenous people- raise up! Subcomandante Marcos is another example of a non-indigenous Latino who has organized a civil militia for the liberation of the indigenous people of Mexico. Lo único que yo sé es que me cansé de vivir la vida sin propósito.

Mi Negrito Lindo...

"Tengo un moreno que está bien bueno...a mí me quiere y yo lo quiero..."

¿Por que nos quedamos?

Yo aquí en este momento estoy pensando en nosotras mujeres que tenemos el miedo de estar completamente solas. No me imagino por que con todas las mujeres bellas, finas, sabias, inteligentes, exitosas, y determinadas en este mundo, nos quedamos en una situación que no nos conviene. Gastamos más energía pidiendo, esperando, llorando, preguntando por que no nos quieren....si gastaramos esas energías en organizarnos para que no fueramos tan solitas en este mundo...podríamos ser la fuerza más poderosa en el mundo. Si no tuvieramos el temor de vender la casa, dejar lo conocido, dejar la costumbre, dejar la vacía que por tantos años hemos sufrido hasta que la vacía se siente llena. Ni te puedo contar las veces que he esperado al lado de la ventana buscando que llegara el carro que contenga todos mis anhelos. Yo aquí en este asiento que compré para que pudiera escribir mis sentimientos...representa todo el rencor que siento en este momento. El día que lo viste me dijiste sin arrepentirte que odiabas este asiento.... Pero te digo con la punta brava: si me voy, es el único mueble que llevaré...y lo único que voy a dejar de ello es el rencor que siento ahora mismo. Por creer que tu palabra era de verdad. Por creer que tú vas a hacer lo que me has pedido que hiciera yo.
Nosotras mujeres tenemos un poder incontrolable. Nosotras mujeres tenemos la capacidad de reinar el mundo. Nosotras mujeres tenemos la fuerza de un tigre, y el tierno de una amapola soleada. Lo triste es que nunca lo vamos a realizar por que estamos incapacitadas llorando por un hombre que no nos aprecia. Al acostarme puedo sonreir un poquito con el imagen de lo que podría ser si secaramos las lagrimas....