June 18th 2018, Philadelphia
There would be no need to yell. I don’t work with difficult people .
me:
Talks at Google: Alice Walker
This is what it looks like when your surrounded by love but don’t know how to feel it
Fierce and Flawless ✌🏾
@ nestreya
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“I used to dislike being sensitive. I thought it made me weak. But take away that single trait, and you take away the very essence of who I am. You take away my conscience, my ability to empathize, my intuition, my creativity, my deep appreciation of the little things, my vivid inner life, my keen awareness to others pain and my passion for it all.”
— (via confusingmisery)
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(via thejlamonde)
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The Energry Shift from top of the day To the bottom
Photos by: Joseph Acquaye
bright
green
brown
black
the lashes
the curls
the smile
the air
the breath
her vibes screams
her aura gleams
radiating
glowing
I dance in her reflection
I dance to the sight of the beauty
I dance in admiration
I dance in celebration.
apperception
Model: Ozioma Egbuonu Nigeria/Philadelphia Photographed by Me
Beach Bod
Beach babe
Ocean breeze
Met with
Ocean waves
The vibrance
The color
The melanin
The color
The expectation
The warped reality
What a trip this was
What a trip I wanted it to be
The sun can fuel your spirit
It can melt away The negativity of your mind
It can do so much if you let it
It also allows you to hide yourself behind the shade or your hands
To escape into hats, mask, and shadows
Tears can fall as you shiver under the breeze of the beach
You have to give to receive
I tried to recieve the light
Without letting go
I asked the sun to wash away my strife
And it required me to offer it up
But instead i received more
I added to my pile of dismay
And let it cook under the pressure of the heat
I clutched onto my layers of aggravation
And added heat
A photo
An image
An idea
An ideal
But a memory
The story behind it
Behind the editing
Behind the “candidacy”
The memory will last
And the longer I ponder on it
The less I’ll remember
The more I recall
The less I’ll get right
So this photo stands
But who knows where this trip will fall