{"post":"Rest In Peace Curtis Dean Rodriguez

I’m grateful to have been infected by his infectious and amazing smile, to have held conversations with him about life and music. Curtis was a caring and compassionate soul who has impacted and will be missed by many.

“ Curtis Dean Rodriguez, born in Springfield, Massachusetts on March 21, 1986, to Zaida Govan née Rodriguez and Curtis Blanks, went home to be with God on Thursday, September 22, 2022.”

Please read his obituary
https:\/\/www.hendersonsfh.com\/obituary\/curtis-rodriguez?fbclid=IwAR1TSEiXfhZyzH3h6TXYhPwm7q0mUOY9FZ9zdHBBSEeRdMFYe0iSpfwU-xM"}

I\'m over a particular political party, I\'m on the side of the people and the political parties are not. They are on the side of corporations and often side against the people.

{"post":"Pillars of people

Curtis Rodriguez thanks for the moments that we crossed paths and you share your smile, understanding of life, you spoke to me as if I had value and I’m going to miss that most of all.

Zeisker Morphis we laughed like we have a trillion left and was willing to use them. You taught me that being blind isn’t what I thought. You shared your happiness while going through your pain. You share your time with me as short as it was and I watched you go.

Yvonne McCladdie-Parker I think of you so often and your grand children. Although a women you help usher me into man hood when do many were absent. Thank you for teaching me about being present in community and being a role model.

Dan Mackey we set for many hours in person and over the phone and discussed this issues of the world. When many thought I was crazy, you saw what I saw and you help me fight it. I feel like I’m losing but we fought some great battles and I was able to stand next to one of the best working to breath life into our culture that we loved so much.

Marikler Giron Toensmeier Thank you for supporting my vision, our common struggles was a bridge we met on. Poetry and connecting with others was our weapons and yours were so much more powerful. I admired you and thank you truly.

Demse Zullo Thank you man, your beats shook my chest and your purposeful words and the space you let me fill with my frustrations let me know that you were truly an ally. I miss your bro.

Carlos Vega You would ask me time after time to come person, you gave me cultural shelter in a cold society. You were humble and gave me opportunities. I will always appreciate and know that one of the greatest saw me.

Mack Smith
You were one of the hardest to say bye too. You ushered into this world a family that takes turns being bothered by me. You gave them each other and what a might force they have and are becoming. I’m grateful to have gotten to know you and be called Son from a man that fought a war from a country that refused to love him, and struggled to become stronger for his family and accepted strays than from a man that had us and didn’t care at all. Thank you

Thank you all for giving me meaning and trusting me with you time, each breath you took when we were together and memories that are beginning to fade and remind me that I was loved by some of the most incredible people I have yet to meet. I can’t begin to understand why me but I hunky accept it and will always do my best to push towards healing and keep helping others.

I miss and love all of you, I just wish I can see in me what you did because I’m having such a hard time without you. I knew I would see or could call you and things would be so bad but now you are all gone I hope you all are in an amazing place because you love someone like me.

Thank you so much
You friend

Maurice “Soulfighter” Taylor
AKA Poet Soulfighter"}

{"post":"How poor Black people that are abandoned by the richest Black people can gain power on our own terms. Like Ukraine we must first come to believe in ourselves with or with out the support of anyone else.

So Russian drop bombs in residential area after Ukraine blows up bridge in their own area that Russia took control over years ago. While I don’t feel it’s in my place to take sides, Ukraine has stood up against what’s considered a power house with support from different nations around the world.

The let’s me know that I right that if we as Blsck people got this same support we would be in a different place especially if that same support would have come more from our own people, we have to make move on and make strategic connections if poor Black people are going to move from under the heels of rich Black people and get the support we truly need instead of being pawns that rich Black people using us as collateral damage. Do we need that support? Like Ukraine we must first come to believe in ourselves with or with out the support of anyone else.

Poor Black people have been pawns of rich Black people since the beginning of slavery, down through the all the movements including reproductive rights when W E Dubois supported Margaret Sanger who support Eugenics and abortion that target poor communities, to the Black power movement when uppity negros were against Black panthers building in poor Black communities, to civil rights and Dr king speaking out against the Vietnam war and questioning how can he ask the poorest of us on the front lines to be non violent and the country is bombing those over seas, to the exploitation of our cultures.

We need to continue to love ourselves and find commonality and value amongst ourselves and decide to work together or we’ll continue to support the wealth of the Walmarts, locking in a political turn style with out seeing away out. We need to organize our votes in our own political Bloc and utilize that to bring power to our communities on our own terms and demand protection for Black foster children who are repeatedly rape and abused and ignored by the rich Black people while the poorest of us feel hopeless to help our children."}

Every week I’m m go through my friendist and randomly pick someone., I’m going to go through their pics, pick one and toon them :)

{"post":"what if happiness was finding balance with all our emotions.

I'm here to tell you that chasing happiness is ignoring our other important emotions that tell us a lot about who we are and what we want in our lives. Too many times we ignore these emotions in search of happiness like it's a drug. Perhaps finding balance within is the key to living. What if that balance was in accepting all the emotions we have and understanding what they mean.
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