It's Not You, It's Me: A Letter to Black, Negro, Colored, African-American, Persons of Color from the Socialists-Democrats of America

Dear Faithful One:

I hope that the kisses that I placed in this letter are received fully in your heart and soul.  You have made me stronger than any other has.  I want you to know that I love you and always will.  You have been faithful to me in the rain and the sunshine.  When I was against you, you were for me.  When I swerved from you, you stood by me.  When you offered me your greatest treasure and I cast it away, you, with tears in your eyes, held onto my promises of a better day.  Your love is so strong.

I hope and pray that you have enjoyed the many times that we have shared.  Others envy what we have.  They criticize.  They heckle.  They are constantly beefing.  It gets on my last nerves.  Yet, you never stray.  You lay beside me when I come home at 5 in the morning and you never gripe.  You may speak out every once in a while but, in public, you never put me down.  My bacon be crisp, my eggs perfectly scrambled, and my orange juice freshly squeezed.  My clothes perfectly laundered and shirts exceptionally starched--not too crisp and not too wispy.  Just the way I like it.  I know my folks never liked you and still hesitate to come around.  I know that you "march" around the house saying that you don't like them.  You have to know that they appreciate you more than you will ever know.  At least, what you do for me.  You keep the house strong when everyone else can see how weak it is.  You never let their truth infect our lie.  

Faithful One, you are my ride and/or die!  I know from you that you will never leave me.  Yeah, sometimes, you make me crazy.  You ask me to do stuff for you when my friends need it more. You gotta remember that I am just a Giver.  I'm a Businessman.  I gotta take care of the Streets because the Streets take care of me.  Yeah, you have made me mad and I have had to correct you.  The good thing is that we did that privately, in our own abode.  I did not mean to hurt you but, we both know that you had it coming.  I had to handle my business.  You made me mad.  The doctor that I sent you to said that you will be fine.  As long as you stay inside and wear shades when you go out then, you will be just fine.  Faithful One, you know that I have to treat you this way because you need to be strengthened.  You gotta learn to love me when the rain falls hard against your face.  You have learned to mask the tears and blame it on the rain.  You are just so strong.  You drive me crazy but I know that you love me.

Faithful One, you have been so good to me. I know that when you could leave, you choose to stay.  You don't even think about going anywhere else.  Even, if you did then, where would you go?  You know nobody else wants your imperfect nature.  No one else could care for you the way that I have cared for you.  You don't even have to think about it because there is none to compare me.  If you need a re-think then, I will refresh your mind.  Who wants you but, me?  I took you from the fields that my folks had you slaving in day and night.  I took you from the problems of owning stuff in the backcountry to living on my dime in the Big City.  Did I not treat you better here than my people treated you from where you came?  My hand is softer than that which struck you from where you came.  I have done you good.  Better than any have!  In spite of your sensitivities, I have stood by you, not for what you have asked but, for what you have needed.  I know what you need and I give it to you as you need.  When it doesn't work, it's not because of me but, it is because you are not prepared or competent enough to handle what I give you when I know that you need it most.  I stand next to you and you do not have to apologize.  I got you and you got me.

As I write these sweet words to you, I want you to know that Faithful One, you give me much pride and joy.  I don't have to worry about you because you are always here for me.  Yes, I have messed up sometimes but, you don't hold it against me.  When I screw up then, you explain that it is because we are victims.  The MAN is against us and always trying to keep us apart.  No matter what happens, I know that you will always be with me.  I am not worried about the future.  My place is set at the table.  Your place is set at my table.  You are my Boo, no matter what.  

You know that I love you and always will but...

It's me and it's not you.  I have grown.  I have matured.  I have gotten to a point where I know that you can stand strong and I can stand strong.  Faithful One, we can get to the next level that we have always dreamed of but, it requires that I do some stuff that we have never done before.  Or at least that I have never done before.  I know that you will be with me until the very end because my father said that you would be with me until I die.  Faithful One, just stay with me while I am away from you.

Firstly, Jesus is in my way.  At least the way you make Him out to me, he does not fit our lives.  It's not you, it's me.  I mean you say He is the Creator but, how do I know that?  Do you have proof?  No, but, you keep telling me that what I do opposes Him.  That it hurts Him when I encourage little boys to dress as girls and to dance for me.  That it hurts Him that I recommend an abortion to an impoverished woman.  That God wants me to use my money--our money--to feed the poor rather than taxing the hell out of another person or business to do the same thing.  I don't know what God you serve but, He does not have a worldview.  He is not compassionate to a woman that is trapped into a man's body.  In fact, He has a greater love for a baby trapped in the womb of a confused mother than for one of my LGBTQRSTUVWXYZP friends.  What is this God and who is He?  I'm sorry.  I know that you are crying now but, you have a belief that keeps me from growing with the world.  It's not you.  It's me.

Secondly, I have to replace some of the peeps in your life that have not matured as I have.  I know that this is tough.  It's been running through my mind like the first time I saw you.  On that perfect day that I saw you, I knew that you were all that I needed, wanted, and desired.  I did not want anyone else.  I only wanted you.  I wanted you to be happy with me.  I wanted to be happy with you.  However, there are some that you cling to that just don't fit where I'm going.  They are keeping me from loving you in the right way that you need to be loved.  They keep talking about the way that things once were.  The way that things used to be.  No change, we just keep going along doing the same thing and getting no results.  I have a small list:

Henry Cuellar
William Lacy Clay
Hakeem Jeffries
Nancy Pelosi
Yvette Clarke
Joyce Beatty
Emanuel Cleaver
Anthony Brown

If you loved then, you will let them know that they no longer represent you.  You let them know that I got you.  We will walk together in the right direction.  True justice is that you walk with me and they can walk with us as well.  

Faithful One, I am not trying to take them away from you.  I just want to lift them up in the way that I have lifted you up.  You are strong and will come.  They are weak and you must make them strong.  If they follow you then, I can return to you sooner.  Remember, it's me not you.  But, I need you.

This last thing, Faithful One, will challenge us more than anything else.  I want you to know that everyone thinks that you will not stand by me.  They say that you may be jealous.  That you will be so mad out of envy that you will break away from me.  The MAN says that you are weak.  Who can be weak when you sacrifice our inheritance so often for the sake of ending poverty, reducing the stress of needless populations, and making our existence certain and affordable.  You love me, Faithful One.  I must now love another.  It's for our good.  I know that this hurts you.  The MAN will tell you that this is wrong and that it really shows that I don't care.  Don't let their truth maliciously deny our commitment to each other.

You may have received word that I have been entertaining others.  You may have heard that they give me hope and satisfaction like none other.  I want you to know that only you have I an eye.  You must know that like those that choose their lover, no matter how they dress or what room they choose to relieve themselves, these same entertained visiting citizens have suffered as you have suffered.  They are Persons of Color as you have a color given to you by your Creator.  They deserve the same rights that we have given you and they deserve the same benefits that once were yours alone.  Is it fair that you have an outcome that is not the same as theirs?  Perish the thought that I am fair only with you and no other.  Your hue did not stop you from joining me.  Why should their ethnicity separate them from the gifts of a Nation to your ancestry?  If you love me and what I have done for you then, let me know and love them.

You are my Beloved, my Faithful One.  How shall I love you alone with favor and hate another with prejudice?  I would never abandon you for my own good.  You must fight the MAN that wishes to convince you the truth.  I shall return with more of those that I entertain for my prosperity and your well-being.  It may seem that they shall have more in a short time than you have ever gotten from me yet, be not so concerned that you forget your devotion to me.  It is this unrivaled alliance that I count upon for my comfort and that you must count upon for yours.  Faithful One, it is me.  It is never you.

Faithful One, tears roll down my face as I write these words to you.  Not because I think that you are weak and will not devote yourself to this cause of love.  O no, I am certain as you were with me that you will always be with me.  This is the insurance that I will carry as I do your picture in my wallet.  I know that you will never tire of my promises, even when I fall short.  That same God that you say Creates, you know that He will forgive me and bring me back into the fold.  When I am with the others, I shall long to be with you.  When you see us together on the street then, cross to the other side and ignore us.  I do this to shelter you from the pain that we share of longing for each other.  

Faithful One, you know that I love you and always will but...

It's me and it's not you. 

Sincerely,

Your Beloved Friend

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The Democrat-Socialist's Plantation Strategy Has Been More Effective than Any Argued Republican Southern Strategy.

The Democrat-Socialist's Plantation Strategy Has Convinced 90% of Blacks, Negroes, Coloreds, African-Americans, or Persons of Color to Align and Vote for the Party that Once Lynched Their Ancestors, Oppressed Them Through Jim Crow, and Preserve Slavery Despite Its Proposed Constitutional End.  Remember, It Was Democrat President Lyndon Baines Johnson that said regarding the Civil Rights Act:

"These Negroes, they're getting pretty uppity these days and that's a problem for us since they've got something now they never had before, the political pull to back up their uppityness. Now we've got to do something about this, we've got to give them a little something, just enough to quiet them down, not enough to make a difference."

Literally, the Genocidal Acts of Population Control (Abortion), Gun Control, and Identity Politics Have Held the Blacks, Negroes, Coloreds, African-Americans, or Persons of Color Population in the United States in a Perilous Rate of Growth.  It Rose from 10% in 1960 to 13% in 2010. Only a 1.3% Increase Compared to a Voracious Growth in the Hispanic Population.  The Democrat-Socialist's New Political Ally Has Lept from 3% in 1960 to 16% in 2010.  That's a Whopping 533%!  Yes, the Hispanic Population Is the Driving Power Force to the Aspirations of Liberal Whites Maintaining Power in the United States.

Noone Will Tell You This But Here It Is.  As Planned, Black America Has Failed The Democrat-Socialists and Pay Back will be Brutal.

"That's not true, Ken!  My Pastor Says this Election and Its Results Will Be Different!"

Really?  Hmm...

Why Do They Push Support Towards Central and South American Legal Immigrants and Illegal Migrants?  They have been groomed in Marxism's Most Radical and Lethal Forms.  Black Liberation Theological and Inner City Marxist Strategies Failed in Black America.  In Order to Fully Install the Second Bill of Rights and Move to the Third Bill of Human Rights that Best Fits the United Nations' Globalists Movement, the Marxists Need the Willing.  Illegals Are Willing to Exchange Their Freedoms and Liberties, that Are Best Protected Under the First Bill of Rights, for the Economic Assurances of the Second Bill of Rights.  The Price Is Suitable.

When Less Than 90% of the Blacks, Negroes, Coloreds, African-Americans, or Persons of Color Voted for Hillary Rodham Clinton in 2016, The Decision Was Made with the Powers that Be.  Drop the Blacks, Negroes, Coloreds, and African-Americans and Go With the Hispanics.  Disguise It as the "Persons of Color Strategy".  Like a Lemon, Squeeze What We Can Out of the Blacks, Negroes, Coloreds, and African-Americans in Election 2020 and Never Look Back.

AOC’s ‘Justice Democrats’ Go After Black Caucus Members, Who Plan to Fight Back
https://www.libertyheadlines.com/aoc-justice-democrats-black-caucus/

The Blacks, Negroes, Coloreds, and African-Americans Population in the United States Is Now Politically Inept, Inefficient, and Unworthy of Any Real Support.

Yet, President Johnson was Right.

Even on the Eve of Its All-Or-Nothing Political, Economic, and Cultural Crap Out, The Blacks, Negroes, Coloreds, and African-Americans Voting Population Forgets LBJ Said, ‘I’ll have those n*ggers voting Democratic for 200 years!"

By the Way, That Is A Target on Police in the Public Enemy Video.  Yes, in 1989!

This Is the Least, Last, and Lost Generation of The Blacks, Negroes, Coloreds, and African-Americans Whose Ancestors Marched on Washington in 1963.  Public Enemy Recognized that the Results of the March Was Minuscule Because Nothing Improved.  However, They Remained Ignorant By Encouraging People to Use A Different Method In the Same Strategy Expecting A Different Result.

Jim Crow Laughs and the Marxists Replace Blacks, Negroes, Coloreds, and African-Americans Voting Population with "Persons of Color".  Checkmate!  The Democrat-Socialist's Plantation Strategy Wins Again.

Fight The Power (Full Version) - Public Enemy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kj9SeMZE_Yw

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Victor or Victim? Learning to Say Good-Bye to the Living and the Dead

When I was much, much younger, I could afford the times of jealousy, envy, anxiety, and bitterness that came with loss.  With any subtraction from my life, I had to deal with the sordid war between my feelings and my logic.  My heart would swing wildly in the winds of varied emotions.  I would blame myself and then, others, and then, God, and then, myself.  My mind would show its strength and vigor assuring me that, in the midst of hope and change, it is natural to lose those we love both living and dead.  Despite the foreknowledge of the promises of God including the word of honor that we shall see Him face to face, the balance of my world was often upset because I could not deal earnestly with a negative return on my emotional investment. 

Am I a fool or a wise man?  What shall I say of myself if my status has changed and all I have to show for it are banks filled with memories, both good and evil, and a spirit and heart so broken and defiled?  How shall the world judge me?  How shall I judge myself?  In learning to say goodbye to both the living and the dead, it is the power to choose victor-hood or victimhood that is in my hands.

Many young people have lived without the wise counsel of what to do when love or lust wanes between two people.  Young people in a fatherless generation have few wise resources on which to rely.  I seek only in this writing to prepare the hearts, minds, and souls--abandoned by reason and left to the careless whispers of pop culture experts--to seek the power to choose victor-hood over victimhood when learning to love and engaging in relationships.  I pray that my words shall encourage victory in life for those that have little hope and prosper a new generation to love each other as God and, not the world, would have them to do so   A generation, I pray, that will know the fruits of true love.

As a Man of God, I was often challenged with the divine conundrum delivered unto me by fellow believers that if I truly believed in my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ then, I should not be so moved in spirit when someone leaves me or is taken from me.  There was a multitude of metaphors assigned to such losses when comfort was sought.  The best comparisons were always driven by the short and long terms of atmospheric quantitative analysis.  No matter the time or type of relationship, the weather was always the best format of explanation.

The meteorologists of my life, when referring to the loss of the living, advised that friendships and loves were most akin to natural climate change.  Such intimate bonds are as variant and steady as are the transitions from winter to spring and from summer to fall.  Like weather is measured from moment to moment, some relationships are often as short-lived.  Some are fervent and devastating as hurricanes or tornadoes.  Others are as benign and tender as the gentle mist of an Appalachian morn or as soft as the breezes ashore Jamaica as the evening rises.  No matter the relationship, like weather, all relationships have expiration dates.  Some are natural and some are artificially induced.  Some are short and others long.  However, you have a choice.  You may enjoy the moments as they lapse or you may stress awaiting the time that it grows moldy and stale as it nears its expiration. 

How you choose allows you alone to live in joy or in pain.

The climatologists of my life referred to relationships as the days and nights align themselves in the measure of the calendar.  The collection of climates are known to men and so is the length of quality to each of us.  Some relationships are as the monsoons upon the Brazillian rainforest.  No matter how long they last, these relationships are consistently either wet or dry.  They are either passionate or frigid.  Some relationships are as the oceanic climate of Cape Cod, Massachusetts.  No matter how long or short, there is sufficient rain.  No matter throughout the coldest or warmest moments, each pours into the other meeting every conceivable need--body, mind, soul, and strength.  Some relationships are as the deserts of the Arctic or the Sahara.  The longing and the wanting for fulfillment is incessantly unmet.  Give and take is not an option.  It is an either-or proposition.  The craving for something better and more fulfilling without excessive struggle or incredible adaptation is always afoot. 

The choice of quality is yours alone.  How you choose allows you to prosper or languish.

Simply, the only permanent relationship that you may have in your life is your personal relationship with Jesus Christ.  In all of our mortal relationships, in life or death, we must be willing to cherish, persevere, and free.  In cherishing, we must know how to hold those that we love as "dear, treat with tenderness, and show affection".  Each person has something to offer that we savor.  No matter the strengths or weaknesses, we must be willing to spend the time exploring the best in each person.  We must selfishly acknowledge that our time is valuable to us individually.  While we experience each other's weaknesses, we will not invest again in blind faith our time, our wealth, and our skills to those that return us bitter fruits.  In our kind pursuits, we must be willing to know and admit that our time is not so great upon this Earth that we waste it upon those that offer nothing more than the interest to "steal, kill and destroy". 

Good love languishes because bad like is given too great an affection.  In giving and receiving love, we must treat with tenderness those we have chosen.  If we are to love someone dearly then, we shall no less expect to be loved dearly.  When this cannot be honestly agreed upon then, we must cherish our time and be willing to renegotiate the terms of our relationships.  Confine not yourself to the morbid satisfaction of grief and sorrow but, live and live more abundantly.

If this is love then, we must be willing to persevere.  When we speak of perseverance, we must be willing "to have and to hold". 

Wait a minute, Ken, my significant other and I are just dating, why are you talking marriage?  We are just hanging out!  No harm, no foul!  Right? 

We have buried the revelations of "to have and to hold" within our modern romantic thoughts of wedding vows.  How dear it is to see our friends stand before God and man to speak these edicts to their chosen loved ones.  The Black's Law Dictionary Free Online Legal Dictionary 2nd Ed. advises that this phrase is more about the conveyance of property than the expression of adoration.  In Black's Law Dictionary, it is written:

"The words in a conveyance which show the estate intended to be conveyed. Thus, in a conveyance of land in fee-simple, the grant is to “A. and his heirs, to have and to hold be said [land] unto and to the use of the said A., his heirs and assigns forever.” Williams, Real Prop. 108. Strictly speaking, however, the words “to have” denote the estate to be taken, while the words “to hold” signify that it is to be held of some superior lord, {. e., by way of tenure, (q. v.) The former clause is called the “habendum;” the latter, the “tenendum.” Co. Litt. 6o." 

Romance is a lovely thing yet, it is seldom completely understood beyond the glory of sultry novels and psychobabble-ridden theatrical performances.  What we hold dearly we must be willing to allow someone greater to hold it.  The possessor's responsibility is to cherish it more greatly than the one from whom he or she received it.  This is the measure by which we are to determine if the relationship is worthy in which we are to persevere.

In life and death, we must deal with the estate.  As defined, an estate is the "lawful right as the owner of an asset or property to hold the legal title/ownership".  In death, we say goodbye when we read the last will and testament of our loved one.  However, in the living, the estate that we hold most dear is our heart, our love.  In this, I do not speak of two persons on a first date at the local movie house.  For those that have promised themselves, each must know that they have some worth to pass on and to uphold. 

As with money, the heart shall not be trifled.  As with money, there will be up days and down days.  However, we must pursue without end a greater estate than which we offered each other.  We must not be merely an estate of inanimate things but, a living legacy--"a body of persons on a mission".  We are to be lively stones,  As a couple on a mission then, we must be willing to faithfully "exchange" unto each other strength for weakness and surrender weakness for strength.  A superior lord must be found in order to consider the excellent worth of such an exchange.  To whom we give our love, we must be willing to judge the value of our and their individual walks.  Is this a journey that we can share?  If so, how shall we measure its worth?  In feet?  In yards?  In miles?  How we jointly answer, lends us the pathway to victor-hood or victimhood.

In living, when we read the last will and testament of our daily pursuit of each other, we must be honest with ourselves and those that we call our loved ones.  Honesty is a difficult tool to embrace when we seek only to deceive ourselves and others.  Saying goodbye to the living requires us to regard with honor the very being of the ones that we entered into a relationship.  When the seeds of deceit are planted and then watered by the bitter tears of sorrow, it is very unlikely that any future harvest will bear great joy.  We shall never let our loved ones become our sacrificial lambs.  Victims of false scales, we bury our hearts in unfair and pernicious exchanges.  Tragically, we seeth in anger, jealousy, passionate fervor as another makes light of our hearts.  We die before we say goodbye.

This is not the pathway of most resistance but, of least.  As we die, we utter encouragements to ourselves: "this is not really happening", "maybe if I change a little more then, things will be different", and " I know that this is only a temporary thing".  The living must answer, "shall I persevere?" 

The soul spitefully encourages you to go partially clad and ill-armed for the battles of the days to come.  Wearily you say to yourself that a false exchange is still an acceptable one.  Painfully, you say before the new dawn, "This is all that I have and all that I will ever have." 

The answer to "shall I persevere" is the most difficult of all, for a battle of logic versus emotions ensues.  In a silent place and away from the world, I suggest that you sit.  This is not a battle for fists and fury but of a sound mind.  It is counter-intuitive warfare.  The sword of a victor must be worn for this warfare.  It will test the very inner strength, not of the one that you believe deceives you but, of who you are.  Either your logic or your emotions shall prevail over you.  If it is your emotions then, you may deceive yourself.  If it is your mind then, you shall regard each of you with honor. 

The sword that you shall sheath yourself with is the question, "Shall we be free?"

We all say that we are free.  However, when we are unable to move either to the left or to the right because we fear what we will lose or believe that we can offer anyone anything better, or receive a better opportunity then, how free are we? 

Tracing the origins of the word "free" takes us first to the Old English "freo" meaning "exempt from; not in bondage, acting of one's own will",  When in bondage to lust or fantasy, we often burden ourselves with excuses for not saying goodbye.  We fancy only to remember the best of moments or best of seasons.  In an already skewed scale, we further belie ourselves the weights of the bondage set against us by another.  You have denied yourself the sense of reasoning to honor the virtues of the other.  The signs were there but, you ignored them.

1. He or She began purchasing newer clothes or sexy undergarments.  He or she starts wearing a different perfume or fragrance or taking excessive interest in his or her hair, makeup, figure, and overall appearance.  Suddenly, image matters.

2. He or She gets angry or upset about something he or she has never gotten angry with you about before.

3. He or She spends more quality time at the office and less quality time with you.

4. He or She needs more rest or alone time than intimacy within the relationship.

You have known for a while.  Your Spidey senses have been tingling for so long that people sitting next to you on the bus get an unintended body massage. 

When the dividend yield on our romantic investment has shrunk dramatically and our capital relationship gains have all been eliminated then, we must be sincere in our "goodbye" evaluation.  Our blinders must be removed.  Our false hopes erased.  Our judgment sharpened.  We must face the facts as truth and not myth or fable. 

The return on emotional investment is zilch, nada, or non-existent.  The sword has been drawn.  Shall we be free?  If you can face the rising sun and call it day then, you may sheath your sword.  The challenge to overcome was never for the one that you loved.  The challenge to overcome was for the one that loved. 

The greatest deception that one must overcome is the deception of self.  When you can accept the truth in any relationship then, you can fully cherish the one that is loved.  You can persevere when the scales are balanced in the exchange of love and honor the essential distance for each to find the true love that is sought.  When you know that time has elapsed and that life must go on then, while many nights will be filled with tears, you will stand strong and not only accept but, earnestly pursue your destiny.  In learning to say goodbye to both the living and the dead, it is the power to choose victor-hood or victimhood that is in your hands.  You are free of any bondage.

You may say good-bye.

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