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This ain& #39;t meant to alarm, n I& #39;m okay considering but: everyday, it takes alot for me to not blow my, or your, brains out. So many things happen all the time, everyday, affectin all of me. Every color of emotion fills me n becomes a brown tone that I am forced to wear as skin.
I am trying to figure out how to harness and control these colors and restore them to their own individual autonomy but the more I lean in, the more the brown becomes black and black is a weapon. This color is a threat to not only you, but is starting to become a threat to me.
So many... an unbelievable amount of instances a day where I& #39;m forced to remember these colors can& #39;t be separated from me and my kinfolk. That this red, blue, purple, yellow, green, orange, all can& #39;t reach through black. It& #39;s either on top, or without.
Sometimes, I wish I could be ignorant, live into the range of these colors fully, without knowing that all of these colors could be muted, or capped, blackened . But what would I be left with if I never saw the color black again. I would never trade what I have/am learning.
I send love to everyone all over. We are in a cycle perpetrated by a system we were all forced to learn before we are born. It& #39;s hard and unfair when the learning period for one includes the harm of another. I feel for all those that have been harmed and retaliated how they have.
