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December Solstice art or text craft parade The December Solstice is December 21st 11:19 pm EST or UTC-5 , it is the beginning of winter in the northern hemisphere, summer in the southern hemisphere share photos of art OR text of fiction The photos can be to->sculpture/knitting or sewing/graffiti/tattoo or any craft depicting Black people in summer in the southern hemisphere, any country <south america/caribbean/africa/south asia/australia> OR Black people in winter in the northern hemisphere, any country <north america/europe/northern asia>

KumRan - the color memory game , what is the highest level you can reach? how many seconds did it take you ? http://houyhnhnm.github.io/BlackGamesElite/GameRoom/MSinChe/MSinChe1.html

Any questions you have to the project. Please ask. If you want a list of the games developed for your public parusal, check out the blog using the following link Link

Hello to the late readers, Yes mind reading... In the year 2020, I said to myself, I will make a video game. It is not a hard task in all earnest. It is also not an easy task. The greatest challenge is... fun. Yes, the greatest challenge in making a video game is fun. When I was in college I made games few , excluding me, could master or have fun playing. I took the Will Wright masterclass on Video Game design. The best idea I garnered from it was the 365 game a day challenge. I thought to myself cool. But, I hit the snag I had in college. What is that snag you say?! I started o

BlackGamesElite is a online club which I started to do two thing 1. Have a community considering Black people, a human community based on the auniversally accepted phenotypical range of skin, in relation to all elements of the video game industry, from developers to culture to characters in games or any other factor in said industry. 2. To have fun:) Rules 1. Have fun 2. All phenotypes are welcome, but if you can't handle Black empowerment, whether you be black or not, please go somewhere else online.

Most forums have a member introduction space. I rather people introduce themselves by answering the following question. Name me the most immediate or achievable goal for black developers of video games in your opinion?

BlackGamesElite is the name of a group or a project I initiated to do the following, in no order Create and maintain a gaming group , pan phenotypical in composure, with a purpose to have positive dialog/communication/debate/design of games involving Black people aside assessing all things games; Black people is defined as those of a certain phenotype, skin tone range, gardless of their geographic based lineage/heritage/culture/gender/age/language or other racial factor Start a Black Owned Gaming company Have FUN The Group Page that will serve as the totally public

It is the shortest night in Avare, in Sao Paulo in Brazil, a farmer walk to a simple orange tree, growing away from the grove. The sun sets and the stars brighten as they get their chance to gather. The farmer begins to grab stars and place them into the tree, where they can talk and gossip the news across eons. The farmer listen into a faint star dangling low near the base of the tree. "I recall the Lonely Man, the two Weepers and the Three Broth

“Look up mommy”: speak a voice, looking up, in the night. “I see the conjunction; do you remember the planets?”: speak an older voice, looking down at her daughter. “umm yes, Mshtari and… and, don’t say it! Zohari” “Very good… do you want to hear a story about them?” “yes” A blanket covers the two as a third sit down next to his wife in the blanket; he says nothing while looking up. The mother clears her throat. “Once many, many, moon turns ago the planets, who were young then, made forms to travel beyond their bodies and record experiences, Zohari chose a form

Dear Readers, I tend to enjoy reading various articles on writing , the industry, the concepts, et cetera. parallel to craft articles. These topics can be fun or engaging. As some of you know, I have a controlled electronic footprint, meaning, I don't keep old posts. This blog never had fifteen posts and never will cause I don't like ejunk. But, I realize, aside my posts to what I created and create, I need a post to just chit chat if you will. So this post will serve that function, through its comments I will posts various topics concerning writing. Work Cloud EBook

CONCRETE FABLES Illustrations of moral lessons from the Urban Jungle. A contemporary set of fables as potent as Aesop's. A fun set of fantasies to read at your local park. https://www.kobo.com/ebook/concrete-fables

I remember when I saw Hialeah after waking up. The members of the raiding band cautiously behind me. She was cooking food for all. I knew few english words, my name being John; but she didn’t mind. I met her eyes and she already knew mine. We fell in love, and I joined her raiding party. We survived tons of gunfire as colonist numbers grew and grew. We even got through a pregnancy in a winter woods in the MicMaq lands now called New England. Aponi, our little treasure, skipping in the snow. Hialeah’s feet after the pregnancy always needed extra comfort. I had to make special shoes for

It is an afternoon sun through calming clouds on the private catholic school Institution Marmoutier , along the Loire river. A boy take his lunch and go to his favorite riverside, alone. He unfurl his mat and lay on it, placing his lunch beside his head, and look to the gentle clouds, tears budding at the corner of each eye. He sniff and take out an earbud to hear a Carl Sagan recording. His dad liked Carl Sagan alot, as a kid his dad listened to Sagan with his grandfat

A teenage boy sit side his parents in a living room, surfing the net while eating breakfast, the quiet is nullifying. He see a trailer for a film. “Black people in Mexico!… you hear this”: the teenager shout. “yes, you didn’t know, Hakim”: pleasantly inquire his mother. Hakim father chime in a vocal gesture, a nod, and words: “Black people live, all over, the earth, always have, always will” “You guys didn’t tell me about that” The parents look to each other, and the father speak: “now you know”: and the father laugh. “Can either of you tell me more about them”