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Aug 16, 2014 / 2 notes
Aug 13, 2014

clowning with the Cast

Aug 13, 2014

Directing (behind the scene footage)

Aug 13, 2014 / 1 note

Behind the scene photography of my next short film..

Corollary Confusion
They kill, kill back
They say two wrongs don’t make a right
One wrong takes life, One right loses life
My backs against the wall,
it’s blacks against the world
Indulged in wrong things and called spiteful
Misunderstood and labeled violent
whenever we expose our rifles
to protect our seeds and those like me
from every Zimmerman or Michael David Dunn
Yet America screams, “BLACK MAN WITH A GUN”
But what about James Eagan Holmes, John Zawahri,
Adam Peter Lanza or Wade Michael Page?
And who questions law enforcement?
What about Johannes Mehserle, Randall Kerrick,
James Crowley or Elias Montoya?
What about victims of hate crimes?
What about this unjust society which aims to lock me up
or gun me down?
And though my questions go unanswered,
they respond from the other side with homicide
And ask, what about Aaron Alexis, Marcus Aguilar, or Miriam Carey?
Which causes me to re-think my stance on taking up arms,
and to ignore 500 years of “white rage” inflicted on blacks
or those murdering racist who never catch cases
And like coffee when I’m too hot
they throw Obama in the mix
to humble me like Rodney King’s psalm
and use that old passive saying,
“Can’t we all just get along?”
But that’s the story of my life
Corollary confusion and strife
You can’t force wrong right
no more than you can take left right
So I guess when they say, two wrongs don’t make it,
they’re right
Right?

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Another relevant reblog..

Aug 10, 2014 / 5 notes
Don’t Hurt Me America

Don’t hurt me America
I only wanna live as you do
Free from oppression and 
away from terror

Don’t hurt me America
Can’t you see that I am too,
surrounded by hatred,
drenched in a false doctrine
disguised as patriotism?

So don’t hurt me America
because my complexion is brown
I am not to be shot up nor locked down
Embrace me as your kin, neighbor and friend
and please stop killing me…

fin

written by: TAP PEOPLES

(via tappeoples)
Aug 10, 2014 / 3 notes
exam:

"Irony of the Negro Policeman" by Jean-Michel Basquiat

Basquiat’s Irony of Negro Policeman is a sharp critique on members of his own race. By depicting a Negro policeman, he is making a conscious effort to show how African-Americans are controlled by the white majority in America. Basquiat found it utterly ironic that any African-American would be a policeman, working to enforce rules that were meant to enslave themselves. The figure in the paintings is a totalitarian black mass, with a mask-like face and hat resembling a cage. On the right of the painting are the words “Irony of Negro Policeman,” and to the bottom right of the panting is the word “Pawn,” clearly stating Basquiat’s opinion on the ridiculous position of a Negro Policeman. 
Aug 10, 2014 / 945 notes

exam:

"Irony of the Negro Policeman" by Jean-Michel Basquiat

Basquiat’s Irony of Negro Policeman is a sharp critique on members of his own race. By depicting a Negro policeman, he is making a conscious effort to show how African-Americans are controlled by the white majority in America. Basquiat found it utterly ironic that any African-American would be a policeman, working to enforce rules that were meant to enslave themselves. The figure in the paintings is a totalitarian black mass, with a mask-like face and hat resembling a cage. On the right of the painting are the words “Irony of Negro Policeman,” and to the bottom right of the panting is the word “Pawn,” clearly stating Basquiat’s opinion on the ridiculous position of a Negro Policeman. 

Verse 12
Look at me (right in the eyes)
And tell me if you still want it,
the truth and the lies
That makes us whole baby,
it’s a disguise
Yet I love it and I’m telling you why,
turned on by deception and trickery
Hard to explain girl, but it’s interesting
the way we benefit, from our secret shit
You do yo thang, I do my thang and we still kicking it
His dame my boo, my game is true
girl you my mistress chick
Aug 8, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 / 2 notes

"my momma bought me in the ghetto,
there was no mattress for my head,
but no she couldn’t name me Jesus,
I wasn’t white enough she said”

Verse 11
Today, I woke up, before I laid down
I begged the nerve to spoke up
Listen up, to what I say
Love for each other is a reach away
To my kids, in school you stay
From the drugs you should stray,
and treat it like the bugs you raid
“No to drugs” is the slogan you say
Eat your vegetables and grow strong,
Hulk Hogan would say..
To my father’s, keep your daughters
Brooke Hogan is straight
Versus driving under influence,
Lohan’s way..
So, save yourself tears
If nobody taught Mrs. Spears,
then that message to her daughters
Would never be clear..
Aug 7, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 / 1 note
Ornate Ceiling 

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Jul 30, 2014

Ornate Ceiling 

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Verse 10

"Too cool for lame dudes to ridicule.."
Niggas wanna debate, and they ain’t been to school,
How can you hate the same color as you?
My aims to uplift, your aims to undue..

I’m on a mission for dreams to come true,
it seems you wan’ do, the things that bums do
Gotta text from your girl, she came through
You ask, “who pussy dis?” You mad, it ain’t you..

Marching in like saints do,
an artist, with this tool
got goons that paint dudes
who’s starving for lunch food,
you target, they’ll hunt you

Gotta real mellow groove,
you chumps should just, move

Who in the hell you’re talking too?
I’m the mahfuckin’ truth,
like a mahfuckin true state-ment
still thuggin’ in my auntie’s basement
I ain’t complacent, (just thought that I should say it)

Jul 30, 2014 / 1 note
Speak Now!(or forever hold your peace)

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Jul 28, 2014

Speak Now!(or forever hold your peace)

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Jul 24, 2014 / 2 notes