I'm a big ol' black head, today, and I. Just. Got. Popped.
Spiritually-speaking, I mean, spiritually.
Still sick in the head, though.
Not as sick as others, mind you, but I'm really having a moment.
You know what? I think you guys were right. The black/white thing?
Completely unnecessary.
Americans are NewAgers (especially the self-important "smart and independent" Western female yoga students known as the "worried well") who aren't even aware the seemingly-simple "exercise" they're sold, for the body, holds mental - behavioral - changes they're also "buying" into.
So, instead of fighting for black folks by appealing to whites' non-existent sense of justice, I'm taking up yoga, so I can get to the head of the class and spout what everybody needs to do in a forum where they'll listen:
Don't worry about what that is. Bend over. Swallow. Sweat it out.
Never given any thought about cultism, or slavery, before?
Then you're about to reach your full potential,…
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