Me when I finally step foot on the motherland
Some of us stay with people because we don’t want to abandon them at a low point.
Some of us stay with people because we were with them through such low points and now that their doing better we feel like we earned the prize of their growth that came at the end.
Sometimes when we are the depressed and someone sticks with us we feel like we can’t leave because that person was with you when you were your worst.
But we have to evaluate.
If your growth means you have outgrown the relationship, then it’s okay to leave.
If that person was with you at your lowest but you don’t think they can help you reach your highest then it’s okay to bounce.
Part of growth is being able to recognize what you need, and then taking steps to obtain it.
If a person has reached the end of a relationship , then it’s okay to move on.
Don’t worry about being polite.
Worry about what’s best.
If the new you isn’t 100% here then it’s because the new you should be somewhere else.
If you are trying to think of ways to make something work then your ignoring the ease that will come with the right thing in your near future.
Look at the tortoise and the hare.
That bunny got too comfortable , he held himself back. He kept stopping to look at the flowers, take naps, and do eveything but move forward.
And the tortoise!
He may not have gotten there fast but he made it to his destination right on time.he got their right when he was suppose to. He knew where he needed to go and he didn’t let anyone or thing stop him from moving forward.
Now this could be your partner, your job, your friends, your family, your location, your strongholds.
Whatever is holding you back, leave it.
When you see what you could be
When you see where you could be
Once you know that your potential is endless
Don’t stop
Take yourself to the end.
The world will keep moving forward with or without you. But where do you wanna be ? Still holding onto something at the starting line, or jumping through the valleys of freedom and possibilities at the finish?
Let go
What is meant to be will be.
Lord, should I do better or keep acting a fool?
Do better
I’m sorry ? I don’t think I heard you correctly , come again?
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God?
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Okay okay cool cool cool
God be sending me signs clear as day and my dumb ass still be like
My Family looks good They’re glowing Their spirits shine through Clear as day They’re each going places Taking off And never turning back My family looks, Hella Good
Truly a Young Queen
I grew up as one of the only black kids in my bubble
There were kids of color but not in my honor classes
Not in my neighborhood
My mom didn’t live near my family she didn’t like them that much
So we were separated
What I know is general black history knowledge
What I knew is what tv taught me
And then my mom didn’t even let me watch spike lee or roots till I was in high school.
What I crave is dates stories histories and facts
In the push for diverse material and works to spark conversations , faculty aren’t prepared to lead conversations.
It’s like we just want to start discussions but no one knows what to say.
We want to include people in conversations but the story you want me to present I don’t have
It’s hard to speak up for the black experience and be that voice when I don’t feel secure about my own blackness.
I too want to talk about different cultures
I too want to be educated
You can’t look to me to educate you when I am looking to you to educate me.
This is why representation matters
Because if you don’t know
And I don’t know
Then who does?
Who can educate us
Who can spark these conversations
Who will teach the unspoken history
Who will rewrite the textbooks
Who can give us the language to begin to explore what we truly wanted to talk about.
Identity
The other
When we read Lynn nottage I can’t tell you what black people think about the work
I can tell you what I think
But please tell me what Lynn was thinking
Tell me about her experiences and how it came through in her story
I can relate
Maybe
And if not then glad we all shared a conversation over this single perspective
Today I watched a movie about a 9 year old who didn’t like to make decision unless he knew how it would change his life.
In this film I thought about myself
Naturally
And the unnatural parts about me
Like
And this is no joke
Sometimes I think I see the future
I use to say I could either see myself dying really young or really old and there was never any in between
I’ve seen my life with a boy
I’ve seen our family
I’ve seen the Christmas card
I’ve seen us taking over the world
I’ve seen myself with another boy
And us rocking in chairs together
Us laying in bed as the kids ran up and down the halls
I’ve seen us holding hands over breakfast
And bickering before bed
I’ve seen a life where I’m with a women
And she makes me the happiest I’ve ever been in my entire life
Never is there a moment that we don’t see the brighter side of things
We live in California I think
Because every time I think of us it’s always so sunny
Sometimes I see myself alone
I have a cat
And I mostly wear simple blacks and Denim
I work hard
My home has few plants
I get so much accomplished and I am really successful
But I’m alone
I’ve seen a life where I die at 27
With a white lighter in my hand
I lived an artsy life
I had enough stories for everyone to talk about st the funeral
But I was never truly myself
I was drowning in my obsession of chasing happiness
And one day I don’t make it
I’ve seen myself jump from many ledges
Crash the same car over and over
Crash someone else car
I’ve seen myself as an old lady who lives at the end of the culd es sac
I bake pies
And give piano lessons
I wave at the kids who board the bus for school
It’s actually just the house at the end of my block now
I’ve seen myself many different ways but which one is right
I don’t think I’ve decided yet
Sometimes I’ve seen myself on a path
And I know I could choose it
It’s clear as day what that life would be
But something says no
Something says this isn’t meant for me
And I listen
And I turn away
I may be left in known
But it’s my life to discover
I’ll figure it out
And each choice I make is always the right one
Even the choices I didn’t make
They were right too
Just for a different me
Or a me that doesn’t know it’s me
And sometimes
Things I didn’t choose now just weren’t meant for this moment
We can’t go back
Nothing with ever be the same
And time will always move forward regardless if we’re pushing it or standing still and it’s passing by
But whatever is meant to be will be
If I said no today maybe tomorrow it’ll be
If I said goodbye last week maybe in the next twenty years I’ll be ready for our next hello
Maybe I made a decision that made it easier for someone else to make another decision
Maybe I oberlooked something for someone else to find
Maybe I’m not the me I want to be
Maybe the me I didn’t choose is still waiting for me to discover her
Or them
Or him
But the me I am is the me I was meant to be
The me I will be was always meant for me
I’ll get there
Because I am me
I am me
I am
I
I have to go see this
WE ARE THE REAL ART .
Joseph Acquaye
Model: Alfreda Amponsah New York Photographed by Me