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All Women are Beautiful…

Its simple.. Women are simply beautiful.

It really irks me off when someone says,

“You are so pretty for a black girl” ..Does this imply that if I was not black I would be prettier?

OR

“You have a pretty face”… Because this means the rest of me is not pretty?

I think Jacob says it best.. I love this guy. We need more men like this in the world. Men who know the beauty of women completely without conditions.

Pretty for a Black Girl

 

Human Zoos

A little over a week ago a discovered the word “Human Zoos”.. Makes you wonder right? What could that possibly mean? If you are like me and have never heard of this before then you are probably puzzled.

zooLets take a walk down history lane a bit. and FYI this might be a bit explicit and make you feel sad, angry or even nauseous, but it is part of history and it has me interested so if you think you might not be able to handle it I suggest you turn right back around and close the page.

Unfortunately, human zoos are yet another uncomfortable example of the world’s flawed past of racism and what’s worse is they happen to be a part of our recent history. Racism has come a long way since the 1800s, but it still occurs today. These wildly flawed incidents of the past are horrific, but should not be forgotten. Along with paying homage to those who suffered, acknowledging these acute examples of racism in our past often reflects the issues of today that will undoubtedly shock and appal generations to come.

 

It was not too long ago that people from France, Belgium, Germany, and other countries came to visit humans who were locked up in cages. In these zoos, humans were on exhibit in front of a large audience, locked in with animals at a local zoo.

Hundreds of thousands of people would visit these minorities who were on display like animals. The humans zoos were a large attraction, as 18 million came to visit the World Fair in 1889, held in Paris. Over four hundred Aboriginals and Africans were displayed in front of large crowds of people, stripped down half-naked and thrown into cages.

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Africans, Asians, and Indigenous people were often caged and displayed in a makeshift “natural habitat.” The human displays were very popular and were shown at world fairs from Paris to New York.

At the 1931 Paris World Fair, this exhibit was so successful that it drew 34 million visitors.Indigenous people are shown participating in archery in 1904 in St Louis at an event whites organized called the “Savage Olympics Exhibition.”

Humans zoos were very popular in Europe during the late 1800s until the mid 1900s. North America was not to be outdone, though, as they also got into the human zoo game.

zoo5Women were recruited( and when I say recruited I really mean enslaved) to work in a Paris zoo because of a genetic characteristic known as steatopygia – protuberant buttocks and elongated labia. Europeans went to the zoo to stare at their curves, amazing that the obsession with the big butt isnt just a new thing, because these women where different they were sexualized, treated like sexual creatures because of the way they were built, they believed that their bodies where unusual and overly sexual and therefore deserve to be treated like sexual creatures. Men and women alike would go to these exhibitions to see them, to touch their bodies( their butts, their private parts and their breasts) as they wish.

A 20 year-old girl from South Africa known as Sarah “Saartjie” Baartman would be emblematic of the dark era that gave rise to the popularity of human zoos. She was recruited by an exotic animal-dealer on location in Cape Town and traveled to London in 1810 to take part in an exhibition. The young woman went willingly under the pretense that she would find wealth and fame. Exhibitors were looking for certain qualities in their ‘exotic’ recruits that either coincided with the European beauty ideal or offered unexpected novelty. Sarah had a genetic characteristic known as steatopygia; a protuberant buttocks and elongated labia.

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She found herself being exhibited in cages at sideshow attractions dressed in tight-fitting clothing that violated any cultural norms of decency at the time. A few years later she came to Paris where racial anthropologists poked and prodded and made their theories. Sarah eventually turned to prostitution to support herself and drank heavily. She had been in Europe for only four years.

When she died in poverty, Sarah’s skeleton, sexual organs and brain were put on display at the Museum of Mankind in Paris where they remained until 1974. In 2002, President Nelson Mandela formally requested the repatriation of her remains. Nearly two hundred years after she had stood on deck and watched her world disappear behind her, Sarah Baartman finally went home, where the air smelled of buchu and mint, and the veld called out her name.

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We have come far as humanity, for things like this to not be happening anymore, but it is always good to never forget our history so that we do not make the same mistakes we did before.

Just let that sink in…..

 

 

Getting over a heart ache..

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People think that there are things that can ‘fix’ heartbreak. That saying ‘these things happen for a reason’ or some other platitude meant to make you feel better is somehow enough. And this heartbreak likely makes no sense to you right now. The pain and darkness feels overwhelming and you see no way out. You can see no reason for it. But one day it will make sense to you. Everything will be okay again.

This ‘everything happens for a reason’ concept is a hard one to grasp. This idea of a master plan. And people tell you, with best intentions, that all of this has happened so you can clear the way for the ‘right’ one. They tell you this because that idea is what got them through. They imagined that fate was pulling the strings in their existence.

And isn’t that what many of us do everyday? We work to convince ourselves that everything will come together in some sort of glorious union that will lead to happiness for all the rest of your days.

We want to believe this. We feel suffocated and all we want to do is grab on to something that will give us a reason to breathe, to keep going. And the thing is, we aren’t trying to be dramatic. We are just searching for a meaning in it all. We tell ourselves we have to suffer through all of this to get our reward.

We confuse ourselves by holding on to a belief that every single tiny detail of our lives and our relationships are preordained and part of some wonderful story that will eventually save us from all suffering. We look for meaning in every single second. We do this without even considering that maybe somethings just happen for no reason at all. Maybe they happen because we are human and humans do random things. We are humans who are actually endowed with the gift of free will and make our own choices each and every day.

Don’t give up on hope, or the idea of finding the love that won’t end in heartbreak. Remember that we are all basically doing the same thing. We are all walking the earth and breathing air and just living. And each and every one of us can make sense of our pain and our grief, not by laying it all on the doorstep of a higher power but by examining the changes this experience has caused in you. Don’t treat your life like a story. Treat it like a life. Use your heartache to remind you that you are living, you are feeling, you are being, every single moment of every day.

This experience has made you curious, and hungry for something better in your life. It has helped you move even closer to becoming truly aware of all that makes you you. That journey lasts far longer than your heartbreak will. Good things are almost certainly going to happen in your life. But they won’t happen because fate decided to smile upon you that day. They will happen because you paid attention to the deep strength within you, that drive to live fully and happily and YOU made them happen.

We want to believe this. We feel suffocated and all we want to do is grab on to something that will give us a reason to breathe, to keep going. And the thing is, we aren’t trying to be dramatic. We are just searching for a meaning in it all. We tell ourselves we have to suffer through all of this to get our reward.

We confuse ourselves by holding on to a belief that every single tiny detail of our lives and our relationships are preordained and part of some wonderful story that will eventually save us from all suffering. We look for meaning in every single second. We do this without even considering that maybe somethings just happen for no reason at all. Maybe they happen because we are human and humans do random things. We are humans who are actually endowed with the gift of free will and make our own choices each and every day.

Don’t give up on hope, or the idea of finding the love that won’t end in heartbreak. Remember that we are all basically doing the same thing. We are all walking the earth and breathing air and just living. And each and every one of us can make sense of our pain and our grief, not by laying it all on the doorstep of a higher power but by examining the changes this experience has caused in you. Don’t treat your life like a story. Treat it like a life. Use your heartache to remind you that you are living, you are feeling, you are being, every single moment of every day.

This experience has made you curious, and hungry for something better in your life. It has helped you move even closer to becoming truly aware of all that makes you you. That journey lasts far longer than your heartbreak will. Good things are almost certainly going to happen in your life. But they won’t happen because fate decided to smile upon you that day. They will happen because you paid attention to the deep strength within you, that drive to live fully and happily and YOU made them happen.

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Lets Talk About Sex… I Mean Love…

Admit it, sometimes it is pretty difficult to differentiate the two right? Since sex got easier to get love got harder to find.

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I feel like nowdays most people equate sex with love, that is why you would hear a guy trying to manipulate a a girl with something like

“Baby if you really loved me, you would show me, by having sex with me”

It surprises me the way it seems morality has went all the way down in this generation. Men think it is OK to sleep with 5 different girls at the same time, (I mean not at the same time, but you know in the same time period) and it seems our society is letting people get away with such behavior..

I just wish people believed more in long lasting love and loyalty and commitment as they believed in a rump between the sheets..

 A wise woman once said.. It’s easy to take off your clothes and have sex; people do it all the time, but opening up your soul to someone, letting them into your spirit, thoughts, fears, future,hopes and dreams…. now that’s being naked…

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Passion..

A person who has a passionate soul can not change who they are.. It surfaces into all areas of their lives, A passion who speaks, acts and breathes passionately can not be tamed..

Everything affects them wholly and completely… Music.. art… words…dance… feelings.. It all overly affects them

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They are naturally inquisitive.. They question everything.. sometimes to a point of exasperation. Until they find what their soul is searching for…

Their highs are insanely high,lifting them up to the peaks of the clouds..
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And their lows are gut wrenchingly low, burying them deep beneath the cold ground..
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One might say they are over baring, that they are clingy, or maybe dramatic.. But the truth is they just feel every single soluble of emotion to the very deepest of their core.. They love passionately..They mourn with fervor… They go through life with an unstoppable, unbreakable zeal..

Men Kicked Out Of Saudi Arabia For Being Ridiculously Good Looking ..

Three men attending the annual Jenadrivah Heritage and Culture Festival in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia have been kicked out for being too good looking… Too Handsome for a festival!

The Arabic Elaph newspaper reports the man were thrown out by religious police as it was believed they were just too irresistible, and the local women folk who are forbidden from interacting with men outside of the family, would not be able to control themselves.

Jezebel claims to have lifted the veil on one of the trio ,Without further ado, meet Omar Borkan Al Gala, a photographer, actor and poet from Dubai.

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Though he has not yet confirmed he was indeed one of the infamous three, Al Gala has modestly posted a link to the original news report on his Facebook page, along with such musings as: “The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.” Sigh.

Emirates 24/7 states the three men in question were delegates at a stand promoting the UAE, which had attracted the attention of the religious police due to the unexpected presence of a female Emirati artist.

A spokesman for the UAE delegation issued a statement confirming: “Her visit to the UAE stand was a coincidence as it was not included in the programme which we had already provided to the festival’s management.”

Arabian Business, which has also fingered Al Gala as being one of the trio, points out the strictly conservative Sunni Muslim society prohibits women from interacting with unrelated males.

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As ridiculous as this sounds, if your going to get kicked out of anywhere for anything, let it be for that reason. Because although you’re being excluded, it’d be hard to take offence from that. 😀

Do You Believe In Soul Mates?

Today’s post is short and to the point.. 😀

Do you believe in soul mates?
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That there is one special person out there that you are destined to meet and fall hopelessly and shamelessly in love with?
That there is one human being out there in this big world that fate has kept for you and for you alone?
The thing is i am a hopeless romantic, I believe in one time love, a kind of love that drags you by the heart towards that person that you just cant be away from..
The kind of love that lasts a life time even if the other person dies..
I believe one can not love more than 1 person and that when one finds this love their life suddenly makes sense..
The kind of love that. rocks the very world that you live in..
The kind of love that’s filled with passionate embraces, lustful glances, stolen kisses out of this world earth shattering love making..
The kind of love that binds two souls together in a fevered dance of the heart..
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So my question to you is.. Do you believe in soul mates?
Because I do and I have found mine.. 🙂