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"Harry Potter is about confronting fears, finding inner strength and doing what is right in the face of adversity. Twilight is about how important it is to have a boyfriend." 


— Stephen King


Finally went through this photobooth album on the Mac in the BSU office. #purefoolishness I added this pic to the collection, but I don’t know if I’m ready to make a video yet. lol

Finally went through this photobooth album on the Mac in the BSU office. #purefoolishness I added this pic to the collection, but I don’t know if I’m ready to make a video yet. lol



"If you have no critics you’ll likely have no success." 


— Malcolm X


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Purely classic.

William Grant Still - Afro-American Symophony

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William Grant Still

William Grant Still

(May 11, 1895 - December 3, 1978) was an African-American classical composer who wrote more than 150 compositions. He was the first African-American to conduct a major American symphony orchestra, the first to have a symphony of his own (his first symphony) performed by a leading orchestra, the first to have an opera performed by a major opera company, and the first to have an opera performed on national television. He is often referred to as “the dean” of African-American composers.



Still I Rise

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise

- Maya Angelou



That’s some real love right there. #everydayisvalentinesday for couples like that.

That’s some real love right there. #everydayisvalentinesday for couples like that.



Ella Fitzgerald - The first African-American woman to win a grammy.

Ella Fitzgerald - The first African-American woman to win a grammy.



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Jill Scott - Love Rain

Sad Valentine’s Day…♥

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I would say that hair is a woman’s glory and that you share that glory with your family. And they get to see you braiding it and they get to see you washing it. But it is not a bad thing or a good thing, it’s hair. - Maya Angelou

I would say that hair is a woman’s glory and that you share that glory with your family. And they get to see you braiding it and they get to see you washing it. But it is not a bad thing or a good thing, it’s hair.

- Maya Angelou



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