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The Subhuman Elements

 Over two hundred years of indoctrination has created a subhuman element that accepts everything fed into it without question. These types of individuals do not have the ideological mechanism to perform basic critical thinking skills. They live by reacting rather than thinking.

These subhuman elements are quick to hurt and speedy to kill because they are void of human nature and have no desire to improve their spiritual, social, and intellectual condition. These subhuman elements look and sound like me because I am the product of my culture, just as they are.

We all must heighten our sense of self, placing no one above us and feeling that no one is beneath us. By brute force, bestiality unshackles themselves from animalistic thinking and behavior and enhances in value and quality their level of existence.

The weak of mind will continue to be a ludicrous figure having a brittle foundation that is easily cracked, broken, and snapped apart. They will continue to hate themselves and everyone who looks like them. They will continue to be an obscene wound debasing the earth irreverent to nature.

My love for the subhuman is strong. Strong enough to be depressed by what I see. Strong enough to strive to make myself better, moving beyond the surface material of my brain into the clarity of personal maturity. Two hundred years of indoctrination shattered by correctness. Two hundred years of indoctrination overthrown by an inventive mind.

Stop hurting and killing one another and engage in innovativeness and intellectual ingenuity. The first will be the foremost again as the subhuman is destroyed and becomes a living being.

Grow Up

Hurting and killing one another, walking around with your butt hanging out, frowning your face when looking at one another, writing and promoting demeaning and self-hating musical lyrics, grow up! Allowing oneself to be so brainwashed and whitewashed is a disgrace. Be the best that you can be, not the worst. Strive to obtain the highest mind, not the lowest one. Invent and create, not disrespect, and destroy. You have it in you if you allow it to come out, so do it! You know who I am speaking to, young black men, or however you define yourself. Grow up and stop hurting and killing one another! Be united and strong as an individual and as a community, then go out and conquer the world. 

The Anxiety of the Unknown

The fear of death is useless anxiety but can be understood if placed in the context of the fear of the unknown. Life is the only experience the so-called living knows, and death is as unfamiliar as living without aging. Death may well be a much more rewarding experience than life, but there are very few people who want to find out.

Under the suffocating influences of Western culture, most of the peoples of the world are as dead as the concept of death can get. Yet those same peoples fear the transition into a state that they already exist.

Some want death, but the anxiety of the unknown is a cause of much concern for them, causing them to waver between what they want and that which they fear. You feel trapped within a question mark that has no rational form when you hear a sound that you do not at once recognize.

The beating of your heart in the stillness of the night becomes a vivid awareness of how fragile life is. If you are lying in bed, fear causes you to get up, when only moments before you thought of the serenity and tranquility of transitioning into forever during sleep.

With a lack of enthusiasm, you take your medications because you want to live with as little suffering, hospital and doctor bills as possible. You think of the people whom you knew who have transitioned beyond your realm of consciousness, and you think of how death is only one step from the last.

Nothing mystical or magical has happened to them as they have merely continued a journey having many layers of consciousness.

I knew someone who would cry while telling me that they did not want to die. The fear of death became of no value as sickness and the loss of people they knew, one by one, made the continuance of life undesirable to them.

How can you grieve the end of someone's suffering? How can you mourn for someone who has taken the next step on their journey? The fear of death is useless anxiety because the living is as dead as death can get, thinking that they are alive when they are not.

The Western culture has produced a world populated by the animated dead. Fabricating people that are stimulation in motion, that laughs, that sings, that dance, that talk, that go to work, that breathe, all the while producing nothing that infinity can account for as being anything of significance.

The Anxiety of the Unknown is as natural as using the toilet and cannot be flushed away by denial and dreaming. So, I comfort myself by making peace with that which is impossible to know until I take that next step and walk into it.

Alive and Deadly

HIV has not gone away. This virus is still very much alive and is just as deadly. According to descovyhcp.com, "An estimated 40,000 new infections will be diagnosed this year in the United States (US)2.

Approximately 1.1 million individuals are at risk of sexually acquired HIV." You can view the entire article at descovyhcp.

According to unaids.org, "In 2018, around 770 000 [570 000–1.1 million] people died from AIDS-related illnesses worldwide, compared to 1.7 million [1.3 million–2.4 million] in 2004 and 1.2 million [860 000–1.6 million] in 2010." Young women aged 15–24 years are twice as likely to be living with HIV than men" also, tuberculosis remains the leading cause of death among people living with HIV, accounting for around one in three AIDS-related deaths. You can read the entire report at unaids.org.

So, what do these statistics mean to me, and what do they mean to you? These statistics show a life destroyer is still lurking and will take advantage of our lack of discretion. The psychological effects of living with HIV can cause a person to lose interest in life and compassion for others. Despite the use of antiretroviral therapy living with HIV can give you a feeling of helplessness. You want so much to say something to her, you want so much to say something to him, but your illness prevents it.

HIV has not gone away. It still kills. Only, quietly now like so many other diseases moved from the media spotlight. Protect yourself and others. Respect yourself and others. Be mindful that you are the world, and all its peoples are within you, so love them by not deliberately harming them.

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