#Muslims Don’t neglect #Fajr #Salah #Dawn #Prayer. Start your day off right
"You must use the DARK skin slaves vs. the LIGHT skin slaves, and the LIGHT skin slaves vs. the DARK skin slaves". #TheWillieLynchLetter #HowToMakeASlave (1772) If you’re on that #TeamLightSkin vs #TeamDarkskin you’re still a slave. You support modern day #Apartheid #Colorism #BlackIsBeautiful
Just letting you all know I’m being a fraud with all these #cheerful #GoodMorning posts. As soon as the sun comes up I want to go to #bed.
#Tigers being all #cuddly. Makes you wanna say #awwwww #早安 #MagandangUmaga #godmorgan #GutenMorgen #Goodmorning #BuenosDias #BonMatin #GunaydinIyi #صبحبخیر #SelamatPagi #อรุณสวัสดิ์ Have a #Blessed #Tuesday everyone
#Repentance #Forgiveness #Allah is #Merciful “And ask forgiveness of your Lord and then repent to Him. Indeed, my Lord is Merciful and Affectionate.” #Quran 11:90
#InLovingMemory of #GeorgeJackson #Activist #PoliticalPrisoner:
Blood in My Eye was completed only days before its author was killed. George Jackson died on August 21, 1971 at the hands of San Quentin prison guards during an alleged escape attempt. At age 18 George Jackson was convicted of stealing $70 from a gas station and was sentenced to one year to life. He was to spend the rest of his life (11 years) in the California prison system, seven of them in solitary confinement. In prison he read widely and transformed himself into an activist and political theoretician who defined himself as a revolutionary. As a revolutionary he found meaning in his daily prison existence. And it was in that context that he came to terms with the death of his younger brother Jonathan - killed while attempting to free three Black prisoners from custody at a California courthouse.
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#InLovingMemory of #BlackPanthers #JonathanJackson younger brother of #GeorgeLJackson author of “Soledad Brother” and “Blood in My Eye”.
On August 7, 1971, Jonathan Jackson entered A courtroom in San Rafael California and attempted to free 3 black convicts, one of whom was on trial for assaulting a guard. He armed the convicts and took hostages, including the assistant district attorney and the judge, still dressed in his robes. He died a few minutes later in a hail of bullets inside a rented van that was being used for the getaway.
"We’re taking over," he said. At 17 Jonathan had already come to the conclusion that the only way he could a firm his sense of justice was at the point of a gun. His experience of life in Amerikkka had convinced him that the only way he could be heard was by an act of suicidal daring. "You can take pictures. We are the revolutionaries". With these words he announced to the world did he was not a criminal, because he no longer recognized the legitimacy of white law.
When his sister heard news of his death she cried out, “But he was only a boy.” her mother corrected her “Don’t say that. He was a man, they killed his father a long time ago Jonathan wasn’t going to let that happen to him he was going to live like a man.”
After his death George wrote in a letter: “I haven’t shed one tear, I’m too proud for that beautiful, beautiful man-child sub-machine gun he knew how to be with people I love Jonathan, but this death only sharpens is my fighting spirit. I’m proud just to have known that he was flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood. *Excerpt from the preface of “Blood in My Eye” by Gregory Armstrong (October 15,1971)