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  1. richardmurray
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    My footsteps, any can hear, in any park
    beware the white wind
    beware what it make the dark
    my star is all I can see
    to the life past the manlight
    beware the white wind
    beware what it hide from the dark
    my ears twitch strange in my village, it become unknew
    beware the white wind
    beware what it put in the dark
    here is one experience, stark
    ... I tripped on a penny
    who placed it there
    an enemy unknown, or a love unbared
    falling somewhere
    ... it is funny, how few ask, about life before born
    do they already know
    wrote in a diary
    treat to an old show
    simply cause, we all know how it end
    still
    if before born mirror after death
    where are the mountains
    how do the spirits look
    can we glimpse being near born, more, what can near born be?
    if in every life, one is constant to death, or from to be
    arithmetically! near born break the rules
    from axis that are in timelessness
    while not to infinity
    draw it and see
    how can I know, this poem was made, during a near born experience or post my birthing
    maybe after death, I will learn, possibly being, before born
    post fell I dream
    ...infinity is not timelessness
    to not end,does not preclude, one did not begin
    absence to time is the gate to all possibility being
    pondering a love not to be
    a tear is not in timelessness
    while inescapable in infinity
    the proof being
    ...I never knew the fear, when my forebear, in a moment, saw me while not knew where
    .. or respond to my tactile...
    but, thee came back, thee came back! and my mask returned
    in my mind, the tears I did not cry
    poured faster than time, can pass in my soul
    and I thought to the bird, the young bird
    no experience in flying, while knowing how to fly
    watching one elder, teeter in the sky
    their mate on a nest
    wondering what to do, if their loving one, their friend
    fall from the heights, new
    after seeing the wind is not too hard a climb, or strength return to said avian in flight
    the young bird know, to cultivate the land below
    it only has a little while
    even absent wings
    failed to make the forebears, last breaths care free
    the womb warned thee, heed absent fear...
    will thee heed absent, laissez-faire
    a turn into another think
    one thousand six hundred and fifty dollar a month for a pool hall
    your dreams are not real but you are
    a wider life may not convince you, to a divine, but may convince you to know, what you do not know, is alive
    lies?...
    and... the penny was gone
    after one glanced away far
    post a thought, and a fall, and a dream
    did I felling, did I fell, did I dreamt
    unknown, unbared... or unwant

    Audio ( http://www.spreaker.com/user/6716082/april-2016-poem )

    Check out my ebook: Sunset Children Stories: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/sunset-children-stories

     

  2. How do we begin the process of seeking justice for all people, focusing on the people at the bottom first?

    What think tanks are focusing on solving this world problem, mistreating people, especially people with

    color in their skin?

  3. I heard somewhere one in five people knows a celebrity before they hit it big.  So today, while driving, I got to thinking about what would happen if I actually became a celebrity.  My hands tingled and I filled with a curious kind of joy thinking about certain peoples reaction.  Specifically, my old co-workers who in my humble opinion, were already haters, and my former bitch-ass boss.  My grin was a mile wide as I imagined myself on the previews of primetime television walking out to the talk shows that would be airing later in the week and even better, them in the theater gathering their belongings when my name rolls up in the credits for having written a movie.  #Bowdownbitches      But, I was enjoying this fantasy alone.  As Erykah Badu says, “the studio audience in my head" was not with me on this one.  It was just me, in my car gawking stupidly at a stupid self-made fantasy.  You see, the little voice in my head said, when someone does something to you, as foul as it may be, they do it and MOVE ON.  You, the proposed victim are in fact elevating them to celebrity status when you constantly feed them with your energy.  AIN’T NOBODY WORRIED BOUT YOU!!!  Wasn’t that made clear by their actions?

         Damn it self!  Sigh.  I get it.   Write that movie, that play, that book, that blog, because that’s what you want to do, not for the reaction! Do what you want because you want to, not because of what you think people will do in response.  You were moved so that you could realize your star power, your magic, harness it, perfect it, grow in it, for you.  It takes elbow grease to get something to shine, stop looking to see your reflection in other peoples tables and put that elbow grease to you own.

    #AINTNOBODYTHANKINBOUTYOU!
     

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    I am an avid reader, writer, poet, looking to share my world with those who share the same passion. God Bless and Much Success to all!!

     

  4. Based on the actions Darren Wilson said Michael Brown took, Michael Brown committed suicide by cop. If Wilson's story is truthful, why did Michael Brown commit suicide by cop? Was Michael Brown suicidal? Did Michael Brown have a history of mental illness? Was Michael Brown suffering from depression?

    I ask these questions because they would explain Brown's actions on that tragic day. I just can't imagine a young black man attacking a cop, attempting to disarm him, telling the cop that he's too vagina (my word) to shoot him, and then charging toward the cop after already being shot by the cop. These actions are not actions of a sane person. Was Brown insane? These actions sound like the actions of a person who is suicidal. Was Brown suicidal? These actions sound like the actions of a person that just committed a serious crime. What serious crime did Brown commit?

    These actions sound like the actions of a person on hard narcotics. What narcotics did Brown have in his system?

    Brown's actions, according to Wilson, were completely irrational and violent. Some people would like to point to the store robbery as proof that Brown was acting irrationally and violently that day. But when we observe the tape, we see Brown restraining himself from pummeling the clerk: the clerk attempted to stop Brown from leaving the store, on the clerk's second attempt, Brown walked toward the clerk in an intimidating manner and then exited the store. Indeed, Brown was acting irrationally, but clearly he wasn't acting extremely violent. According to WIlson, Brown's actions were contrary to what we see on the store's surveillance tape. According to Wilson, why did Brown's actions go from irrational to completely irrational, violent, and suicidal? Did Brown have a history of violence? These are questions that could have been asked in a trial.

    What are your thoughts?

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    The Master's Legacy. A slave Novel and civil war novel. Are people still interested in reading of the antebellum days in Georgia? How does one educated slaves against Georgian laws? I started the research. I had to ask the following questions as I began. Did the Georgian planters free their slaves? What if one of their sons/kin intermarried into the slave race unknowingly? What if fate or destiny led one to help the slaves despite their social convictions to society? Can you write a slave novel using some realistic characters and facts and then use fictional characters as well? how do you make such a story flow? My first attempt at writing a historical fiction will be a challenge.

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  5. Nubian Writer
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    Peace, what is it? Peace, where is it?

    Found sitting on the corner block of yesterday's memories. Ocean water rapid moves of thoughts that say much of nothing. The sun can only shine when the sky is blue, really? So it goes to say that underneath the stones of faces marked with dispare, marked with the etchings of time lost. Peace, found it in the middle of the rain soaked filters of urban bliss. Inside that passion is the peace twisted with north winds blowing south. Stretching upward, reaching open and as wide as the horizons. There is peace, there is oh yes peace, inside you.

    And So It Goes

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    jmasseysr
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    Personal Information

    Activities:

    Professional Writer

    Interests:

    Speculative Fiction, Nonprofit Management and Fundraising, Healthcare Policy advocacy and analysis, Film Studies and Literary Review, English Literature, Particle Physics, Medicine & Psychiatry, Detective Fiction-Hardboiled

    Favorite Music:

    Jazz, Rythm N Blues, Classical

    Favorite TV Shows:

    24, Mad Men, Entourage, Californication, Dr. Who, Saving Grace, Burn Notice, Masterpiece Theatre, Cnn Reliable Sources, 60 Minutes, The Universe, Frontline, Pardon The Interruption, At the Movies, Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, Pov, StarTrek, MASH, Married With Children, The Four Seasons

    Favorite Movies:

    Saving Private Ryan, Dr. Strangelove, Failsafe, One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest, Lawrence Of Arabia, Butterfield 8, Long Hot Summer, Citizen Kane, Double Indemnity, Silence Of The Lambs, Evil Dead, The Exorcist, The Godfather Trilogy, The Quiet Earth, Solaris, Seven, The Last Emperor, Out of Africa, Out of Sight, Chinatown, 2001: A Space Odyssey, Clock Work Orange, Things to Do in Denver When You're Dead, Blood Simple, No Country For Old Men, There Will Be Blood, Aliens Trilogy, Starship Troopers, Star Trek, Tales From A Parallell Universe, I Worship His Shadow, Deconstructing Harry, Mighty Aphrodite

    Favorite Books:

    2010 Odyssey Two, 3001, The Stand, The Drawing of the Three, The Gunslinger, Foundation Series Isaac Asimov, The Lensman, Dean Koontz,

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