Sunday, February 22, 2009
Security Concerns
Unfortunately any meetings in person will be suspended until further notice. Where is my team at, I am calling for change in your neck of the woods one step at a time? Etre ne pas etre cest le question? One step at a time, one street at a time, one step, one step. Just one step….
Driving around polk county one day
I noticed a sign for a campaign slogain for Sheriff Mr White you see and it went something like this.
"Vote right vote white" His running mate was the real Sheriff Mr Brown who unfortunetely lost the election. Here is a recent article of what it means to vote right aparently.
http://www.tampabay.com/news/publicsafety/crime/article789749.ece
"Vote right vote white" His running mate was the real Sheriff Mr Brown who unfortunetely lost the election. Here is a recent article of what it means to vote right aparently.
http://www.tampabay.com/news/publicsafety/crime/article789749.ece
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Last Breaths
It has been almost 5 years since I watched a boy die in Ybor city shot by the police, I can’t really talk much about the details because my life has pretty much been in distress since that day. I can’t get the image of those eyes looking to me for help and all I could do was lift my hands in prayer and pray to God that he repent of his sins so that he went to heaven. I walked him through prayer and there on the streets of Ybor I begged God loudly at that to take him to heaven. I was shocked at the disrespect the cops showed to this baby dying before my eyes. I looked to the cops to control the crowd to get them to back off to give the kid room to breathe but they did nothing to help control the crowd to give the kid room to breathe since he was dying of a lung wound. His lungs filled with blood and he began to cough up blood as his final breaths were taken. The crowd didn’t even seem to acknowledge the death of this boy as even being significant and like beasts hovered over the boy almost in glee. Like vultures sucking the life out of this boy while he was still alive. How horrible it must have been for this boy to witness for the last moments of his life the crowd disrespect his passing body. We made eye contact and I felt like I was present for him like no other person was present for him. Because I was calling out to him to stay present to stay with us to pray to God to have faith. I felt so helpless like no one could help me like the cops and paramedics weren’t making their best effort to save the boy because of his skin color. I left Ybor that night like I have never left Ybor. I never went back…. Until recently what struck me most about that night was how helpless I felt to help. There was nothing I could do, the cops wouldn’t even let me help. When they stopped chest compressions I offered to help, told them I had medical training I would pick up where they left off. I was in a panic to save this kid, when I couldn’t get near him. I claimed to God, begged him, I had faith that God would move a mountain for this kid, yet he still passed. Since that day I have feared for my life for what I saw. Slave no MORE, since that day really strange things have been happening. But I will not be intimidated any longer. We live in a society were corruption is evident and completely engulfs every grain around it. CHANGE!
Change !
Change is among us, can you feel it, can you breath it, can you taste it. Yes that’s right it is time for change it is time to be inspired. It is time to rise up and make a stand. No more being held down by forces that are seen or unseen. If you want change make it happen, if you want and new beginning create yours. There has never been another more appropriate time in our nation to rise up, stand tall, hold our heads up high, and call for change. Demand change, enforce change, and embrace change. All my people from all corners of the world rise up and join me for a revolution that is going to blow your mind. That’s right I am calling all changers, all motivators, all the people that have heart to join me for a radical movement that will change our city. We are going to make a difference we are going to make people stop in their tracks, have their jaws drop, and find out what love can do for OUR nation. It started in New York, then DC and it doesn’t have to end there. It is time to rise up and free you soul, free your mind, free your spirits! It is time for change brothers and sisters through Christ we will make change happen. Join me Barnes and Noble this Friday at 8 PM by the Brandon town center to start talking about how we can make change happen. What can you do, what ideas do you have how can you help. I plan to start in our inner city. In the neighborhoods that have been hit the hardest by these unfortunate economic times. One step at a time, what sort of skills can you bring to the table, how can you help. What can you do for those that need it the most? You can help with donations, books, your time, your skills, or just being a mentor to someone who needs you the most. We will start small and end up big.
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