BLACK Black is what you could our honest heart. BB has its head under water in mixed company, only surfacing when it clocks a receptive face. Other than that it’s only in the mind, laughing and commenting.

Luckily enough I haven’t felt like the absolute ‘Other’ in my places of work but BB isn’t displayed in its full glory. Is that the opposite of authenticity? I shouldn’t feel awkward when BB creeps to the surface in my colleagues conversations, and they laugh how BB does or loosen words in line with what compliments the culture, but it kind of scares me. That the other people will see it as them being ‘too bold’ or it somehow shows us up. Obviously it doesn’t but I find myself wanting them to calm down before it goes too far. Too far into what though? I just never want there to be a reason for it to backfire onto us. I wince unnecessarily.

I don’t think I’m the only one who has felt this but I am working to make it baseless. BB won’t be understood or comfortable to everyone but its harmless and enriching. Therefore if BB chooses to naturally float to the surface, I will learn to embrace it wholeheartedly and defend its right.


I’ve had enough of deconstructing, my hands are tired

It isn’t due to laziness but I can’t and won’t bleed over every shade of unenlightenment I come across. For why? To the militant people in which ever field or regiment, go for it. Stay passionate and hold down the frontlines. However, sometimes the quieter approach is necessary and sometimes its not even worth your time. If someone chooses to stink with their ignorance then good for them. We can’t allow it to cost us our vocal chords, blood pressure, give us worry lines…. no sir!

Think of all the people who ‘don’t get it’ and their minds are beyond physical repair. Imagine how many pearls you throw away trying to convince rusty musty hearts, that they’re thinking was always wrong. See, you’re tired thinking about it! Many dogs will return to their own vomit because they didn’t want to leave it anyway.

So when *insert person* asks if you wash your hair or *insert person* is shocked your Jamaican father has stayed faithful to your mum, really think about if your sermon is worth preaching. Your eloquent speech may just get choked by the 100 year old weeds they can’t seem to kill. AND they will still be shocked tomorrow. As long as you yourself knows better then life is still for living. You’ll wear yourself sore clinging to frustration.