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On Half Moon Bay.
Solidarity to BIPOC and AAPI communities throughout our country who have now succumb to the affliction of abuse that is the control of the NRA and White Supremacy. All power to The People.
I am not responsible for the persistence of mental illness that the United States of America continues to insist on inflicting on my community.
Engrained in my mind is the image of a shell shocked older adult AAPI man having been apprehended by police after he murdered 7 of his own people at Half Moon Bay.
As I am absorbing this I realize that had he been Black he would likely have been shot to death before being apprehended.
At once I remember that perpetrator and victim and survivor can still be synonymous, if the root of it all is sickness due to oppression. But the darker one is, the more our collective memory seems to play tricks on us regarding humanity.
It moves me to near catatonic states myself.
And things come to mind and permeate into the cracks in my shattering heart and soul. The pain oozes over me like a poison which has not yet run its course.
That the Black Community has been made to survive the continued unrelenting blame and cold…
