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manifesto. a poem. 

(the Black Letter Media manifesto)

 everything you have 
 
ever imagined already is.

 just pluck it out of the ether 
 
curl it up in your fist 
 
charge it up with good intent 
 
and throw it out to the world. 

 with every fleeting thought 
 
your soul whispers to your 
 
future self that your 
 
true self already is… 
 
hidden between insecure and fear. 

 when you listen to your inner voice,
 
see with your inner eye 
 
you honour your past self
 
because all flinching isn’t fleeing. 

 so steady yourself. 

 take care with every word you wield, 
 
for every stroke carries a magic,
 
a way into the hearts of many.  

 when you go below the surface, 
 
push yourself beyond mediocrity, 
 
you pay homage to those who came before. 

 for even they knew fear but never flinched. 

 so embrace the challenge because
 
when you have named yourself
 
when you have defined yourself
 
your authentic self is capable of brilliance.

 with every triumph your true spirit shines.

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Love Work

because actually i love and enjoy working.

what i hate is how other people thrive on making work a miserable experience. they can’t bear the thought that excellence can be collaborative and doesn’t have to be micromanaged by them or because they fear excellence and are addicted to mediocrity…

i work because there’s inspiration everywhere and stories don’t have business hours or holidays. because time, in my life, is continuous. because stories are infinite and i’m building something that includes a hundred year legacy…

Music My Refuge, Dance My Freedom

freedom |ˈfrēdəm |
noun
the power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint

refuge |ˈrefˌyo͞oj, -ˌyo͞oZH |
noun
a condition of being safe or sheltered from pursuit, danger, or trouble

“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.” ~Maya Angelou

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to read more (not a NYE resolution)

(currently reading We Need New Names by NoViolet Bulawayo #awardwinningbook)

i have quite a few abandoned reading lists. i think this new year i need to do some catching up on unfinished books, unread new books (lots of these), and abandoned lists.

in 2015, i might set a reading target. i might not.

look was i picked up at the bookstore! yay! these are definitely on my 2015 reading listp.

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do reading targets help you read more?

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Quote

the uncritical acceptance of English

“The ‘uncritical acceptance’ of English or French as the medium of educated African writing is ‘misdirected’, says [Obiajunwa] Wali, and ‘has no chance of advancing African literature and culture’.”

from Stylistic Criticism and the African Novel by Emmanuel Ngara (1982). Quoting Wali, ‘The Dead End of Afican Literature?’, Transition, Vol. 3, No. 10.