NOT OUR TABLE

“Thirteen driven by a headless soul, blind as darkness devours them whole. All are enslaved by tyranny and fear, unquenchable in thirst, lusts the eye without tear. Leaders of less, lost lives in legislation, trapped in the ethos of their own damnation. Self-persecution are the seeds they sow, twisted in mind are the weeds they grow. This is not our table, let their crumbs fall, until the ignorance of their ways, encapsulates them all.”  

– Reginald O’Neal Gibson 

Karen, a Black Man, and a Police Officer walks into a bar . . .

Let this image sink in for five seconds. One, two, three, four, and five. Ok, remember the mental image you’ve created upon reading the title.  

Photo by Skitterphoto on Pexels.com

One day Karen, a black man, and a police officer, almost simultaneously walk into a bar that fell from an overhead street sign, ultimately blocking the sidewalk. No one was injured but this large bar was clearly a problem. No worries, a maintenance repairman was immediately notified about the bar falling off its overhead hinges. The only problem was, this guy started up on the opposite pole across the street! Utterly confused, the black man yells “excuse me, this bar over hear is the one that needs repairing!” No response.   

Then Karen, the store owner of Karen’s Kinder-Kare, right out of the blue, rushes across the street, and yells “hey nitwit! I’m the one who called you about the fallen bar! Why are you on the opposite side of the street?” Again, the guy gives no answer. By now the police officer walks over, orders the repairman down from the ladder, and says “sir, please remove your ear buds, what’s the problem? The downed bar is on the other side of the street-walk, and its jeopardizing the safety of pedestrians.”  

The man replies hilariously, “I know! I was literally just looking at all those idiots, standing around gawking and staring at it! I mean really, get over it!” The officer replied “ok, so you see the issue, go fix the problem, being that’s the immediate matter requiring your attention.” The guy rebuttals, “no can do, officer!”   

Now agitated, the officer say’s “and why is that?” The guy’s answer was sarcastically astonishing! He said “well first of all, all bars matter, not just the broken ones, and secondly, I’m just a guy who climbed a ladder to record video for my social-media post, being I thought you were about to arrest that black man for jaywalking! Sorry for the misunderstanding.” -End (intuitive) Joke.  

The moral . . .  

“Misunderstandings are often fueled, by the images created from biased ideologies.”  

So, the question beckons, are you somewhat a little biased? Would someone afflicted, who doesn’t look like you consider your bias, understandings, satire or opinions racist? What image did you give Karen in the title? Was the officer a white male? What face did you give the black man, how was he dressed? How about the nationality of the guy, who climbed the ladder for a social media post?   

Think About it.  

Reginald O’Neal Gibson 

CONTINUING THE CONVERSATION: PERSPECTIVE

Here’s an incident that happened recently a little more than a month ago. In this, I’m asking you to please, try and absorb the relevance of different people’s perceptions, and apply non-judgmentally when asked to share your thoughts regarding current societal debates. The church I attend was making and sharing bags filled with free treats, and fun projects paired with the blessed teachings of Jesus Christ. This is the hands and feet of Christ’s ministry hard at work during the initial outbreak of the Covid-19 pandemic.  

It was a lovely day, and once again our church was going above and beyond, sharing the love and inspiration throughout our community. On this particular day the nice gesture of my church’s diligence, showed up on my doorstep. As the smile grew larger on my face while reaching down to retrieve the bag and treats, I noticed on the box of Hostess Ding Dongs, a note stating “you’ve been Ding-Dong Ditched!” Immediately I took a step back, quickly gauged my neighboring surroundings, and contemplated in confusion while confirming the note. At first I didn’t know what to think, being I was bombarded with the paradox of our church, who’s treated my family and I for the past three years with complete kindness, could possibly have no idea of the history behind Ding Dong Ditch?

So, I quickly closed the door in frustration and left the bag of treats outside. Honestly, I was more offended than scared but after a while I knew my kids were soon to wake, so I recovered the bag, sanitized the box and threw the note away. I was perplexed, do I inform my family of the history of “Ding Dong Ditch” or ignore the message, in hopes that whosoever came up with the idea to include the note, to a family who represents about only 2%, give or take, of our church’s congregation, truly had no knowledge that within the kindness of their act, could be misrepresented as a racist implication. 

Now when I say “my, the or our” church I’m speaking in general, being I believe based off the inclusion, peace and joy shared from years of worshipping, my church does not condone any biased disregard for whosoever seeks the teachings of Christ. As for teaching a history lesson, being I’m the head of the house with a Christian background I had to explain the root, as opposed to allowing them to grow in ignorance of a cultural norm that was once and still is painful in the hearts of the oppressed. 

Here’s where my earlier plea of wanting people to “absorb the relevance of peoples different perceptions” comes in to play. I believe someone knew, but most didn’t, and as for the one or two that may have known, I’m sure meant no harm. As such, the allowing of said idea wasn’t flagged as an issue because it was never perceived to be a threat within their history. This can explain a lot regarding the current issues plaguing the mindset and voices of today’s heartfelt, but misinformed opinions spoken from the mouths of decent people.  

So why now? Why would I bring this up almost two months later? Because not only are we still in the middle of a Covid-19 pandemic, racial injustices continues to rise, protests are ensuing, and whatever else the negative powers to be incites as controversy, is running strategically amuck! As such, the time its now to be of witness and introduce by way of experience thought-provocative/teachable moment, where knowledge needs to be empathetically shared and explained. Moreover, it needs to be impressed upon the mindset of both sides, just because people have a different perspective, doesn’t mean they’re the epitome of evil intent. Thereby, hopefully creating a space where dialogue can enhance worthy conversations, as opposed to the rash (expected) reactions of people angered by fear.  

By now if you’re wondering, or at a complete loss of knowledge regarding the history of “Ding Dong Ditch,” Allow me to take you on a brief walk down memory lane per the afflicted. Ding Dong Ditch was once, and still across the country known as “nigger-knocking.” As such, when the Watchmen/Patterrollers (now known as policemen) and the Slave Patrol merged into night vigilantes on horseback (now called the Ku Klux Klan) roamed black neighborhoods at night, they’d knock on doors to perpetuate and incite fear. 

Horridly, if or when a black person who’d open their door to investigate the “knock” would either be severely beaten, shot to death or dragged out and lynched. Such is history, right? No. Not for the ones oppressed by the hatred of racism, because for our people it’s still happening! If this surprises you in any way, research the dark history of going on a “pic-nic” or “breaking the buck by white slave masters.” Now, I know most would care less to look up or research what I’ve mentioned, and to that I say to each there own.  

Just know, that more and more people are starting to noticed a correlation in others, who only “cherry pick” or is drawn into biased based propaganda, spewed as historical facts, e.g. the watering down and reconstruction of misinformation, geared towards like-minded constituents.   

If that’s your sensationalistic fix, so be it, but please don’t be another person standing behind a mask in confidence, while trying to impress your colleagues, friends and family with satire, or cleverly snide remarks regarding racial issues per rebuttal or social media. Not to forget, knowing fully well your ill-equipped, and still personally offended by the hierarchy price tag of an educational system that didn’t truly prepare you for the debate on said topics, but then again if it doesn’t upset, concern or effect your rights, continue to trust your path. Just know that the lack of knowledge, whether historical or spiritual in wisdom, will one day lead you down a road thick with unconscious bias. As such, landing you within a corrupt circle of injustice, regurgitating ignorance viewed as racists remarks, but then again, that’s just a matter of perspective, right? 

Think About It.

*Just in case people are “perplexed” regarding how I feel about current racial events, know that per my 50 years of being encompassed within this reality, 45 years of which I’ve been aware, I am not angry. Why? Because my faith is in God almighty. As such, I must forgive, love, respect and speak what has been given unto me e.g. peace, as opposed to fear and angered retaliation. The insidious nature of evil’s intent will not claim what God has embedded in me. That’s my choice and that’s why I choose to perceive, live and achieve in this life the example. May God bless and show you the way to righteousness.

Reginald O’Neal Gibson 

To Whom This May Concern

This Conversation must take place, today. R. Gibson

Malcolm X had a point (among many) which could have led to an answer, but then there was the distraction. 

Martin Luther King Jr. had a dream that would have led to an overall answer, but soon to follow came a distraction. 

President John F. Kennedy had a vision that would have developed into a conducive answer, but again came a distraction. 

This is not an exhausted list by far, various others were, and are currently on the same track as unity, peace and life, (regardless of sacrifice) but there’s something about those distractions, that proves wickedness comes thy way. I’ve named these three leaders of past, first because their stand for freedom should never be forgotten and secondly, they’ve had the largest impact, change of mindset and range of positive emotions for various ethnic backgrounds in our country.  

Their actions, words and mannerisms took form and developed into intricate building blocks so-to-speak, representative of not throwing stones but rather, creating and solidifying a foundation of honor and purpose in which to stand. And not only for Americans, but for other countries around the world to witness and take note that we are a land united “as one.” 

As a black man, I want to express in the face of pain and adversity, I’ve chosen to love anyway. I’ve chosen not to reciprocate the hatred that has been bestowed upon me relentlessly throughout my life, but this is not solely about me. It’s about the power within my (our) God given spirit to choose and react differently than what is expected by the opposers who provoke, advocate and hope for negative reactions. 

Please know that when a fist is raised in anger, so is the defense of another ready to retaliate. Also, when a voice is raised out of anger, so is the level of another, ultimately creating a chaotic sound so deafening, only rage is interpreted. This should go without saying, fighting fire with fire leads to an even larger, catastrophic fire. In this, whatever started the fire has now develop into a distraction, eventually consuming not only the point or purpose, but the resolve and prevention for present and future understandings. In the end, when there’s nothing else to consume or fuel the ignorance of rage, the fire fades away, leaving no trace of right or wrong but rather the remanence of devastation.  

Furthermore, In the face of fear and iniquity, how can one stand firm on the grounds of “an eye for an eye,” yet honestly adhere too “whosoever’s without sin, can cast the first stone?” I know this language may be foreign to some, but others in malicious regard often choose to neglect the wisdom within the passage altogether. Just know that when adversity rears its hateful head, we have a blessed opportunity and responsibility to change the rhetorical madness in and of history, for our children and future generations. Recently I wrote on conditioned fear, as the culprit and weapon of choice for those of dark intentions, now I want to shift focus on distractions. 

For the afflicted, yes, we have a right to be offended, afraid and angry. Yes, we have the right to speak up and out, but please know, we live in an aggressive, confrontational world of delusion, fear and injustice. So as a result, if you find yourself screaming aloud, acting out or retaliating because you feel you’ve never had a voice. Stop! Don’t follow suit, rebuttal or respond aggressively! Why? Because this is clearly about life or death, and you’ve been set up, dealt a bad hand, and check-mated by distractions, long before you realized this domino effect, is not a game! 

So, if you truly want your voice to be heard, don’t wait until tragedy strikes. Speak up first, in love and with purpose — readily available to lead by your best example. Don’t aggressively or suddenly become provoked and start yelling up a mountain about your rights or the lack thereof. Why? Because the broken sediments upon which you’ve stood, by not loving your neighbor, supporting your brothers and sisters through business, sickness, education or health, lay as withered sand per attrition, at the bottom of the very mountain you’ve allowed to grow insidiously beneath your feet. As such, your denial of self and purpose has become the distraction that binds you. 

And don’t say you’ve not been distracted! If you’ve invested in diamond/s for any reasons other than celebrating your wedding or heartfelt gift to a family member. That could be misconstrued as a distraction.    

If you’ve purchased wheels, rims or a stereo system and or a paint job on the car you’re driving, that hasn’t been fully paid off, that can easily be considered not only denial, but a massive distraction. 

If you’ve saved up for a vacation to patronize a beautiful resort, without taking extended family members or friends, far from your community, posed for pictures, enjoyed excursions, and came back to a diminished bank account, all to struggle/hustle and grind to pay bills, that is without doubt a distraction! 

If either the price of your smartphone, monthly car payment, rent/mortgage, watch, clothes on your back, shoes on your feet or ear buds/headphones around your neck, values more than what’s in your untouched savings account, YOU ARE DISTRACTED! Why? Because you may have bought into a system or plan, put in place for you, by choice to idolize yourself. This, over representing, and honoring what our ancestors died for i.e. your freedom. 

Here’s my point, instead of investing in future, you’ve invested in the ideology of memories, as if to replace a broken past. And although life is short and good memories are key, you’ve no return in future change or investment. In other words, you’ve been distracted by a world that idealizes, consumes and misleads you into thinking 400 years of oppression, slavery and injustice isn’t as much of factor anymore because you’ve seemingly raised up in status. As such, when reality hits the preverbal fan, you (or they) go out with raise fists and start shouting up  mountains which stands on high, not because you lack strength, intelligence or power, but because your distractions will never give way or allow you to test at a minimum, the faith of a mustard seed.  

Fortunately, our ancestor’s bloodshed, prayers and tears were not in vein. We do have a voice but know, while in the belly of the beast, your mannerism must stand in place as your voice. Your education must be indicative of your voice. Your peaceful demonstration, albeit provoked, angered and with a heavy heart, must be a glaring spiritual reflection of your voice. In this, your voice becomes that of grace and peace which will without doubt triumph over the distractions. It may not fit the sensationalism and fear-based propaganda of the media, but it will stand as a significant historical part of our legacy to be revered, acknowledged and respected as a race. 

Think about this, and let’s start a conversation that will lead to a good, and safe resolve for all, because to riot, is nothing more than an intricate tool influenced for the purpose of creating distractions.  

Again, Think About It. 

Reginald O’Neal Gibson 

The Indifference of Being (black) Different

It’s the indifference in those who claim to be law-abiding, and or “sworn in” to make a difference, which concerns me. They’ll conjuror up their worst-case scenario or fears and seemingly act out regardless of truth. 

I was once asked why are “black men so angry?” My response was “a black man doesn’t equate to being angry, a threat or a criminal, unless the guilt of another’s personal opinions and fears manifest into that personal choice of thought. I also said “a white person doesn’t equate to being a bigot, racist or supremacist, unless his/her words, actions and demeanor dictates as such. What’s the difference? Discernment, or the lack thereof. The horrific issues are people’s actions are clearly affected by their biased belief. 

I’ve been on the front line of danger from the day my pigmentation was categorized as black. In this, a threat to society and a criminal mind up to no good. Throughout the course of my life, I’ve turned the other cheek without spiteful words, malice or aggressive retaliation.  

On countless occasions I’ve turn from spit, bigotry, racist slurs, lies, defamation of character and outright acts of hate. I’ve survived from the set up and manipulation of clever attacks and the hierarchy of bias disregard, camouflaged as a “plan in place” to oppress, cage and degrade the higher purpose of me leading a life of positive example. 

Before you start to judge me, let me add that throughout my life I’ve taken responsible note and observation with the intent of survival and helping others through the darkness of conditioned ignorance. 

As such, I was (on a few occasions) told by my own race I “wasn’t black enough,” because of chosen words and pronunciation. I was also told by a devout/high ranking Ku Klux Klan member that I was “different from all the other negros,” because of my kindness. I remember asking him in response, has he ever worked with a black person before? He said no. Here’s the thing, we worked together for two years and then one day, all his recruitment and rally papers fell out of his suitcase: right in front of me! He was extremely nervous, and thought I was going to get him fired, but I didn’t. We continued to work together for another year or so without any changes, other than him freely expressing a ton of “their” tricks, ways and acts, ultimately reiterating that I was safe and considered a “great friend.” So please try and understand, I’m not expressing nonsense or a literal fit of rage. 

When I first experienced hate, I was in Kindergarten (Huffman School) and my teacher told me to sit in the back of the room. When another kid asked why? The teacher uttered “because one N**ger isn’t worth a nickel.” I pretended not to hear the comment as other kids laughed. 

My first encounter with racism was when I turned 5 years old (on Edison street), when oppressors yelled out racial slurs, finger gestures and balled fists at my father as we walked into a store. 

My firsts encounter with prejudice was when I was 6 years old, and I overheard doctors (St. Elizabeth Hospital) begrudgingly wanting to operate on my immediate need, after being hit by a car. I remember clearly one saying, “and I thought “N**gers could run fast,” and “They’re probably not insured.” 

My first encounter with bigotry was when I moved into a new school district (Eastern Denis Middle School) and I was told “not to eat in the lunchroom, ever, or my black a** would be lynched!” And I didn’t for the entire year; I was 9 years old. 

My last/current experience with all the above e.g. hatred, racism, prejudice and bigotry, has all spanned over 45 years, back to my first experience when I was just a kindergartener, I’m now 50 years old. I haven’t acted out; I haven’t been in-prisoned nor have I developed a hatred for those of other races. I’ve never shot a gun at anyone, or pulled of knife in a fight. I’ve never assaulted, mugged or harassed anyone, never sold drugs or used them and have never consumed alcohol. I’ve never committed adultery on my wife, never cheated on my taxes and I don’t eat fried chicken, but by way of insidious conditioning, and profiling taught as an accepted norm, I’m perceived to be angry, untrustworthy and a threat to society per the color of my skin. 

Here’s my point,  

Some people speak out on an incident or two, and rightfully so, especially if it causes them pain, fear or injustice but not all people speak up or out. Some people turn inwardly, becoming depressed, oppressed, angered and often enraged at the slightest incident (per the breaking of a camels back).  

So, when a black person is questioned, suspected or seemingly targeted, and or assumed guilty, by anyone abusing rank, privilege, authority or a negative demeanor, know that the response by the black man may be filled with anxiety and an immediate fear of death! Yes, I know “other people” may feel this statement is biased, and it’s not exclusive only to black men, but please understand per my life experiences of being black, my actions, my spiritual note taking, and choice of forgiving upon turned cheek after turned cheek, there’s a big difference between being treated as a citizen, and being labeled as a person of interest (throughout one’s lifespan).   

Furthermore, with all my years of peaceful observation, here’s a mere three statements that needs to be expressed regarding the rhetorical response of “a plan in place,” to make a difference or the justification of corruption. 

Being “fired, investigated” or put on “administrative leave,” doesn’t fool everyone. 

One’s indifferent “apology” doesn’t make the consequence of pain any less tolerable.  

And lastly, people know the “difference” between protesters, rioters and looters! (hint: not all demonstrations are created equally. Some are carefully calculated/constructed to sabotage growth and equality in a nation.)

So why, why does this shock people? Their mindset is not that difficult to explain.  

When a white woman calls 911, and says in an erratic voice “I’m being threaten by an African American male in the park!” with spiteful intent, because the male asked her to muzzle her dog— per park regulations. Her actions are most likely due to years of negative thought process, fear-based protocol and acquired misinformation. Which in turn, leads to the manifestation of anger, and a spirit drenched in hate, readily available to spew wickedness, as her best choice of response.

When a white police officer says, “I need to see your proof of identification,” the anxiety, fear and mental state of the black person is often reminded of trauma and years of negative labeling, injustice and hatred towards his/her image. Thus, leading one to manifest a vision of brutality, or force that could lead to his/her immediate death.  

Just know, the response from both, white woman, and black male are of conditioned fear, but not all fear is equal in its integrity. That leads me to believe that conditioned fear is the culprit, and the tool of choice, ushered in by those of dark and unscrupulous intentions, but then again, it all boils down to the differences of being different, and the mindset of  those who choose to be indifferent. 

Think About it. 

Reginald Gibson 

I KNOW NOTHING

Per the defining attributes, and steadfast tolerance of my life. Through the trials and tribulations, successes and failures, I proclaim to be a prudent man. Wise by way of experiences gained along the path of righteousness. What does this mean? It stands to reason, that I know nothing truly; about you, and your trials. That is, other than the perceived, reflective reasonings constructed throughout my own thought processes, which is by safe regard mostly bias, I honestly don’t know you.

Does this mean I am an authoritative figure over you, your experiences or knowledge gained? What of your opinions, perceptions and ideologies? Am I to assume I know you so well, that I can claim to be a confident, trusted source of information, and or leader by way of example? No, because we are all different in ways of will, spirit, and actions taken. In this, we share a different view of reality per the experiences of our lives. As such, I can’t judge you because I really don’t know you.

With this said, know that although “we are as one,” we progress through life on many different levels. The levels of our accomplishments, and struggles helps define our innermost ways of actions. So, it goes to say that where you are in life right now, is only a temporary reflection of possible outcomes you can either maintain, flourish or deviate from. You by way of thought process, faith, physical accountability, and actions taken can develop and manifests your hearts’ greatest desires. Even more so, live in the purpose of your blessed creation.  

Bottom line, do I know you? No. 

Do I love you, Yes! 

Now the question is, how can a person love without knowing? Maybe a better question would be, how can a person know without loving? 

The answer is, to love someone or something doesn’t require that you “know” them. It only requires that you have a loving heart that’s faithful enough, and strong enough to see past their reflective moments in time.  

With this, one can solidify a foundation of love worth manifesting, cultivating, and harvesting upon the journey of life. This is the mindset of leadership! This is the mindset of valor, and, most of all, this is the mindset of a prudent heart who’s willing to admit he/she knows nothing at all, but the love of God embedded within their spirit. 

It is said that knowledge is power, is it? Think about it, by now this world with all the benefits of history written, shared knowledge, financial means paid for within the hierarchy of our educational system. One would be inclined to think wisdom, above all would rule the land of today, but it appears not. Again, this is just a moment in time reflective of our choices, voices and actions taken or not.   

Here’s what I believe. Knowledge is indeed powerful, so powerful that it once was forbidden to eat of its fruit, but that’s another story. 

Just know that if a heart is filled with love, a course correction so-to-speak can come to pass as a vibrant light within the darkness. Without love, knowledge would be tainted with corruption, a fallacy positioned behind status and paper, manipulated by the ill will of ignorance which by definition reflects the lack of knowledge thereof. 

We as the descendants of our ancestors need to be reminded to love, and embrace “as one” without the misinformation of judgement, bias disregard and hatred. Know that as a child we didn’t think to hate, we were taught hate. And although it’s in the Bible, we weren’t “taught” to love thy neighbors, we were shown not to trust our neighbors. Think about it and be completely honest, do you trust your neighbor or at any given moment in time, are you prepared to make a statement on the six o’clock news resembling the likes of “we’ve lived across the street from him for years, and we’re not that type of neighborhood!” 

Please understand, what you or I think we know, isn’t enough within our timeline of worldly misinformation but, if we can somehow induce what has already been embedded as love, by the creator that is love, we not only have a chance of knowing, but being a part of something of true power and everlasting value. 

If I know anything, I know that “I know nothing” at all, (within this timeframe) and as such, wisdom is only the beginning but then again . . . what do I know. 

Think About it. 

Reginald O’Neal Gibson 

WE’RE NOT FISH (NOR MONKEYS) IN A BARREL

I’m currently focused on prayer, meditation and spiritual warfare for the continuation of our blessed will to come to pass. What I have to say regarding the current/created ignorance, which has gripped our nation will only be expressed fully, in my prayers. In other words, I will not concede, pacify or sugarcoat our blinded circumstances. Although the war has been won, the BATTLE for encompassing “just a slight bit” of heaven on earth is now under siege. Just know, remember and never forget the devil, on any level is and will always be a liar who’s only purpose is to steal, kill, destroy and manipulate the truth, as with our love and our created purposes in life. Please, do not be tricked into blame, hate or fear of your neighbor. Let not the unknown pull the embedment of peril placed in your thoughts. My concern, faith and heart-field are with you. Peace be still within the fallacy of dominion upon the earth.  

Think About it.

Reginald O’Neal Gibson

The Eye of the Storm

Ever notice how through the storm, the crisis, the hardships, the pain, the fear, the worry, the doubt, the breakup, the breakdown, the consequence, the suffering, the epidemic, the pandemic and or the doubt, the story ultimately remains the same? We’ve heard these testimonies or sayings before right?

“If it wasn’t for my past, I wouldn’t be the person I am today!”

“I’m not where I’m supposed to be, but thank God I’m not the person I used to be!

“When life gives you lemons . . .” 

Here’s my point. It is in the trial, the story and that reflection, where we realize once again that life somehow and always “finds a way.” Why? Because life is a universal law! And as such, we must never forget while the storm is upon us, the purpose of our creation remains the same. 

Till the ground today, for the harvest of tomorrow. No matter what the storm, if you have breath within your body — live, love, plan and prepare because, unless you expect to have lemons for the rest of your life, you’d best be prepared for the day when the sugarcane fields run dry.

Think About it.

Reginald O’Neal Gibson

This $h*#! is 🍌 BANANAS

Knock-knock . . .

Who’s there?  

Supply.

Supply who?

I’ll be back.

Knock-knock . . .

Who’s there?

Demand!

Demand who?

Umm . . . hold up, I’ll be right back!

Knock-knock.

Who’s there?

Insecurity.

Well come on in, it’s open!

And that’s how simplistic it is to corrupt one’s judgement, perspective and or mental state. That is, by the relentless bombardment of deceit, embedded worry and fear-based tactics. As such, most houses without fail – will fall within the first few knocks of manifested insecurities. Whatever happened to “not by the hair of my Chinny-chin-chin?!” Have we forgotten the foundation upon which our ancestors stood, or has our foundation weakened by the erosion of our (seemingly) biased disregard for others, cultural prejudices and learned hate. Listen, It’s not too late. We can rebuild but first, at all cost we must ignore the systematic assaults knocking at our door.  

And before I forget, Orange you glad I didn’t say let’s “make America great again!” 

– End joke, or is it?

Think About It.

Reginald O’Neal Gibson

Where are all the Guru’s

Where are all the Guru’s, top motivational speakers, healers, and transformational leaders? Where are the masters of meditation and mindfulness, self-guidance to spiritual awakening and know-it-alls regarding the laws of attraction and mind-stuff? What about those entrepreneurs, businessmen, and businesswomen selling master courses, pay-per-how to effectively scale your business, strategize and prioritize your time and perspective value as to reach and solidify ultimate return on self and or business model?  

Seems to me that they’d have to have seen this pandemic coming a mile away and as such, not only prepared for it but would be one of the first to offer knowledge, wisdom, and advice without charge throughout. Clearly the wealthy and most enlightened amongst these visionaries, prophets, sages and the like or claim thereof are willing to utilize a time such as now to show evidence within they’re experienced knowledge and advanced spiritual awareness to demonstrate unequivocally proof of boasted worth. I’m just saying, where is the passion in tough times as opposed to the fire amidst the sale? Maybe it’s just me or are they all about the business, waiting to methodically reemerge and sell you on your NEXT best self and inspiration; after the fact. And yes I get it, their only human as well but the least these self-help guru’s can do is show transparency as a their model of validity.

I’m not saying become judgmental or even point the finger, but rather be aware and acknowledge the actions, lifestyles and whereabouts of those who claim value in leadership over the perspective needs of others. With that said and in the absence of – now would be a great time to turn back and seek the originator. That is, the almighty God of our creation whose never left your side.

Think About It.

Reginald O’Neal Gibson