I know who this woman is and what she is feeling. I know as if I were alive in her time, standing next to her, watching the slave ship arrive to take more of her loved ones away. I was there in my mind. In some sort of time-lapsing possibility, I was there. Maybe I… Continue reading the scars of slavery
It's not that I don't know how to take a great photo, it's that the actual photographing contraption (i.e., camera) is impossible to understand! Being that I'm sick and can't leave the house, I decided to sit down and dig in deep. This book talks about how cameras work and what the different buttons mean.… Continue reading my achille’s heel
What will you do when the tables turn? They will. Oh, they will! Will you ask for forgiveness, or hide your face in shame? Will you come out, wash the feet of those you have enslaved? Will you go back to the villages and return the food you stole from their children? Will you return… Continue reading tables turned
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