That dog is like “Oh hell naw!”
The True Size of Africa: Our maps have lied for 500 years
This clip explains it nicely. For example, while our maps make it seem as if Greenland and Africa are of relative size, in reality the African continent is 14 times Greenland’s landmass. I’ve also blogged correct maps before, which you can find here.
peep the ending
Farhia and Jason
Somali and Asian
Photographed by Black Earth Studios
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my lord she’s beautiful
asian isnt a nationality though….
will you still love me when my eyebrow game is no longer hella strong
” Always… so show me why you are strong. Ignore everybody else.We’re alone now.”
As the sound of the young man’s voice fill my head 4 images rotate in my head: the image of who I used to be, the woman I loved to be, who I am now, and who the woman I loved has become.
Used to be. How I, used to be.
To say I was once naive would be an understatement. I was the seedling that grew too quick; turning and twisting, breaking roots,dropping off leaves and growing new ones, always reaching for the sunlight. The random sunflower seed in a bed full of daisies, beautiful but nonetheless a weed in this way. But to narrow the vast oceans of influence and culture and experience and the wastes and salt in this same ocean into a narrow stream of ”naive” would be an error so grave that maybe the woman I think I am now is no more than a mist risen from the marshes of before; condensed, around a nugget of puberty and the purity of a heart’s pain to form a cloud that lets out droplets of wisdom once in a while when enough pain has been absolved and turned into rain.
Loved to be. Who I would have loved me to be
There was a time when it sufficed that I would attract the attention of both men and women. That my brain would be outmatched only by the worthy and that my body would bring all to their knees. That I would have my pick and my choosing, and that I would have the capacity at my fingertips to do as I please. That I would not be held hostage by emptiness and that I would have no need for solace. That I would feel comfortable in my silence et que les autres se taire pour m’entendre every day. That I would be surrounded by beauty, that would not question my presence. That I would love and be loved, That I would adore and be adored. That I would be the woman that I loved to be and that he would love her too. I love her still, just not for me.
Now. Who am I now?
The vast ocean remains and the cloud is but one in a magnificent sky where night and day sit side by side. I am a universe where the sun veils the dark of the moon but is easily pushed aside to reveal a space empty of galaxies and stars. The adoration is poured on to me yet it does not fuel the sun’s fire. The rays shine ever more brighter but the fire is dying slowly Inside the heart, cold breezes are felt as the fire burns lower and lower, many of it’s white hot coals now glowing embers unseen to the outside eye blinded by the wide smiles and crinkling eyes.
The woman I love for me to be hasn’t been found yet. Ever-shifting images painted by the strokes of life’s experiences could not confirm her identity but only informed every time that the one I had loved me to be was
not no longer her. Now I have strength enough to hold on to the brush and paint the strokes myself, pouring my experiences onto a palette, blending them into unique colours that I wish to see and painting myself;becoming her that I wish to be. I just hope I finish the painting before the embers turn cold. Before there is only the witch whistle of the wind in the old fireplace of my heart, and my hand drops the paint brush and I blend into the canvas.
Gemini feat. EL - I’ll Do, Don’t Do
This song comes from Ghana and has been out since August 2012 already but now there’s a brand new video. Gemini has been called “the fastest English rapper in GH” by some, and E.L. you should know from “Obuu Mo”, “One Ghana” and “Kaalu”.