“She Was the Party” by Valerie Boyd

In the Service of our Ancestors and African Love, Listen Seeker, I come in peace, “There is no collective memory where there is no collective effort.” — Onitaset Kumat Beautifully written, Valerie Boyd’s “She Was the Party” speaks to the life of Zora Neale Hurston, her contributions and her unfortunate departure. Zora was the party,

Ancient African Love Poem

Listen Siblings, I come in peace, “Love shall come to complete you; first know then be yourself.” — Onitaset Kumat in Fable: Knobeco and Love On the streets, I asked a woman, “What institutions do we have to propagate self-love?” As most of our people would answer, she opined that self-love is an individual’s responsibility.

“Very Young Girls,” The Maysles Institute and Originalism

Listen Siblings, I come in peace, “Two tendencies govern human choice and effort, the search after quantity and the search after quality. They classify mankind. Some follow Maat, others seek the way of animal instinct.” — KMT Proverb Pedophilia is the way of European and Asian people, the way of quantity.  We seek quality relationships.