OMG!!! 😱 I LOVE IT!

Multiple ICE impersonation arrests made during nationwide immigration crackdown..

Maxwell Chikumbutso's Microsonic Energy Technology powered vehicle sales launch Feb.10th! I don't know why bye-bye China written on the video. I'm pretty sure Asians financed the production. Let's hope he trademarked his invention.

- Either you pimp, or you getting pimped on.
- The game is to be sold, not told.
- Don't hate the player, hate the game baby.
- If it ain't about money I don't want to talk.
- I didn't choose the pimp life, the life chose me.

End the fascination with this weak stuff. We deal in equality over here. Period. Calibrate your thinking with better framing...

- Keep your head high, and your standards even higher.
- Never let fear decide your fate.
- A boss doesn't complain, a boss makes improvements.
- Greatness is not given, it's earned.
- Let your work speak for you.
- Keep quiet, grind, and grow.
- Not here for the game, but the win!
- Learn from not only your own mistakes, but from the mistakes of others.
- Stay hungry for success, but never validation.
- In a world full of trends, be timeless!
- Love is better.

#unity

it's alway a plus to have your spouse in alignment with your views on spirituality, politics, child-rearing, marriage, revolution, I could go on, but you get the idea.

If they teaming up to go against you, you have to realize how powerful you are.

Just because we are against the Trump administration's move, doesn't mean we're for the Democrats. They're just as bad, it's like choosing between a shit sandwich and shit casserole.

Harlem Shadows
By Claude McKay

I hear the halting footsteps of a lass
In Negro Harlem when the night lets fall
Its veil. I see the shapes of girls who pass
To bend and barter at desire's call.
Ah, little dark girls who in slippered feet
Go prowling through the night from street to street!

Through the long night until the silver break
Of day the little gray feet know no rest;
Through the lone night until the last snow-flake
Has dropped from heaven upon the earth's white breast,
The dusky, half-clad girls of tired feet
Are trudging, thinly shod, from street to street.

Ah, stern harsh world, that in the wretched way
Of poverty, dishonor and disgrace,
Has pushed the timid little feet of clay,
The sacred brown feet of my fallen race!
Ah, heart of me, the weary, weary feet
In Harlem wandering from street to street.

A generational curse is black parents not allowing their children to respectfully voice their opinions to them, dismissing them as being “disrespectful.”

Wanna know where they got that from.....slave owners.