anthracinus:

I’ve been here a long time. Out of Cuba. A lot of black folks are Cuban. You wouldn’t know from being here now. I was a wild little shortie, man. Just like you. Running around with no shoes on, the moon was out. This one time, I run by this old… this old lady. I was running, howling. Kinda of a fool, boy. This old lady, she stopped me. She said… “Running around, catching a lot of light”. “In moonlight, black boys look blue”. “You’re blue”. “That’s what I’m gonna call you: ‘Blue’.” At some point, you gotta decide for yourself who you’re going to be.
                                                         Can’t let nobody make that decision for you.

kiwimidnight:

Mass delusions are as old as I am.
I was there when the Martians invaded in 1938. What a panic. P o w e r f u l  panic. Now there are starmen waiting in the sky.
                                                                   They  b e l i e v e d  it was true, and it was.