THE DIVINE REVELATION OF THE MICHAEL DUNN TRIAL

I happened to be checking my twitter and noticed that #DunnTrial had taken over my timeline so I checked it out.  I remember hearing about the Jordan Davis murder online.  I was already enraged about the Trayvon Martin murder and was disappointed that the same thing could happen again.  I immediately logged in to watch the live stream of the trial. 

As I watched twitter erupt with anger on how Michael Dunn could be afraid of black teenagers and speculate on the outcome of the trial, I grew more and more frustrated.  I started participating in the twitter venting and then I had an epiphany.  I heard Lauryn Hill’s Mystery of Inequity in my head.

    

“It’s entertainment.  The arraignments, the subpoenas.  High profile gladiators in blood thirsty arena’s.  Enter the dragon, black robe crooked balance.  Souls bought, sold and paroled for 30 talents.  Court reporter catch the circus on the paper.  File it in the system not acknowledge by The Maker.  Swearing by the bible, blatantly blasphemous.  Publicly perpetrating that in God we trust.  Cross examined by a master manipulator.  The faster intimidator receiving the Judges favor.”  

  

Thank you God for Ms. Lauryn Hill.  She speaks truth.  Both the Zimmerman and Dunn trials were for show; to appease the people.  All of this put on to make it appear that the American judicial system, while flawed; still worked.  Not true. 

This is hard for me to say because I don’t want to offend or disrespect any of God’s soldiers who are fighting for the rights of the people.  But I am compelled by a higher force to do so and must submit to God’s Will.  As long as we continue to operate in and by mans’ political system, we will see no changes.  Yes; we can change the laws.  But it’s not the laws that need changed.  It’s the hearts of men.  And only God can do that.  Gods’ people plant the seeds and God produces the harvest. 

“Only two positions, victimizer or victim.  Both end up in destruction trusting this crooked system.”  Politics and Religion do exactly what they were created to do.  Control, distract, entertain and mislead the people.  Ain’t but one law.  Universal law.  That’s God’s love (word) operating in perfect harmony with God’s creation.

 

Please understand that I am angry too.  There are times when I want to burn some shit to the ground!  Real talk.  I don’t have all the answers.  But what I do know is NOT to put my faith in man’s system.  Instead I choose to prepare for the fulfillment of God’s promise to deliver us.   

FEAR VS. LOVE

“Fear is stronger than love, remember that. Fear is stronger than love, all that love I gave didn't mean nothing when it came to fear.”  Tupac Shakur

I think when he said that he was talking about loyalty and integrity when making choices that have to do with others.  The type of person I am, I always like to examine myself.  You know the saying; when you are pointing the finger at someone else there are 3 pointing back at you. 

Anyway, lately I’ve been hearing this in my head.  I guess it’s because at this point in my life, I’m confronting a lot of my own fears.  Death, love, success, failure and financial hardships.  I don’t think I need to explain death, so I’ll just dive right in to love.  I know it sounds crazy.  How do you fear love?  I’m not really sure I understand it myself.  Still working on the hot mess that is me.  

Success is lightweight scary too.  I think I fear that the most because I know that eventually I will have to be true to myself which means being and staying true to God.  And that always leads to confrontation.  Probably because I can come off a little condescending and judgmental which I don’t mean to be.  It’s just I can’t make my mind not know what it knows.

Correction; I’m not really scared of failure anymore.  Been there, done that.  But financial hardship is scary.  And by that I mean breaking the chains on my mind that keep me building someone else’s dream instead of building my own.  It takes a lot of strength to walk away from financial security.    Or at least the appearance of financial security.  

The way I understand Gods love though, is that it will conquer fear.  Gods’ perfect love can overcome fear.  When I write, or when I do something that I’m scared to do; I just think about God and ask for the courage to push forward.  I’ve been repeating that to myself actually.  That love (God’s love) can overcome fear.   Hopefully when the day comes when I have to face death or the threat of death that I will hear God whisper to my heart words of love so my soul will be at peace.

I wish that whomever Pac was talking about when he said that, knew of Gods’ perfect love.  Maybe if they did he’d be alive today and more of us would be unplugged.  Guess that’s why he’s Black Jesus! (Smiles)  There were lessons in his life and his death.  When it’s my time to choose, I’m choosing love.  I'll probably still be scared, but my heart will always choose God's perfect love. 

LIGHT SKINNED DARK SKINNED

It’s not the color your skin, it’s the blood that flows within.

Back in 2012 I did a quick stint as a community organizer with the hope of seeing a reduction in gun violence in my city.  I quickly learned that although we’ve come so far as a community, we still have some work to do when it comes to healing the psychological and emotional wounds of slavery.   

One of the people I met during my recruiting told me that it was weird to hear me, a light skinned woman talk about the black struggle.  Like because I was a fair skinned woman I could not be on the same level as my melanin endowed brothers and sisters.  She blew my wig back with that.  

Obviously I know I’m light skinned.  I hear it regularly.  White woman joke me when they tan and end up a shade or two darker than me.  Black folk call me yellow and house nigga.  I get it from both sides and I ain’t even “bi-racial”.  

I think what frustrated me the most about her comment was the misconception that as a light skinned person, I have it easier.  But the truth is, it’s no easier for me than it is for her.  It’s just different.  We both deal with self-esteem issues because of our skin color.  You see she is a dark skinned woman.  She was probably made fun of because of it.  Just like me.  And probably just like me, she wished she could be a different tone.  She may have wanted to be lighter, while I wanted to be darker.  Either way, we both wanted to look in the mirror and see something other than what was staring back at us.  Same difference.  

What she don’t know is that most times I hate my skin color.  When I watch movies like 12 Years A Slave I am reminded that my skin represents the rape of an African Woman. My skin color was used as a weapon to destroy a people psychologically.  If you don’t understand what I mean by that, check out the link below. (The Clark Doll Experiment)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i20d11fGz-0 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oqvJp2gXJI0

You know what really pisses me off?  When a dark skinned person wants to have kids with a light skinned person so their kids don’t have to feel like they did.  To keep it one hundred though, my mom and all her siblings married and had children with darker skinned spouses.  I guess it works both ways. 

Still, I wish I could tell every dark skinned man, woman and child how beautiful they are.  I know not all Black people have issues with their skin.  But you’d be amazed at how many do if we would just all be honest about it.  

I supposed one day it won’t matter.  Not because we’ll have become color blind or everyone becomes the same multi-ethnic culture; but because when the time is right, God will establish His kingdom and His perfect love will make us whole.