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Mutual Aid

… and at one moment, the whole world stopped. Some might say it was
progressive, or that we knew it was coming, but not me. For me, it just
stopped. This grinding halt gave us no time to get our footing, and even less time to prepare. There was no time to stock our cupboards and refrigerators, to arrange childcare, to set up a fleet of homeschooling teachers, or even to have enough money in the bank. It just stopped. I mean, what are our plans in the grand scope of life itself?

So, what more is there to do in this moment, but lean into this dramatic
pause, into our worries, our fears, our questions, our feelings, and our
anxieties. And then, lean into one another. Yea. Take a deep breath here. How, during this time, can we find solace in each other and resist the urge to retreat? Look. Retreating ain’t gon save us. Retreating won’t keep us safe. We: you, me, our communities will.

In this time, we call on each other for peace, for a zoom chat, a cup of
rice, and for that beloved, deeply valued roll of toilet paper. We call one
another for a moment to cry when the children have gone to bed, or for help with teaching that damn schooling at home packet teachers frantically copied and sent home. We lean on the friends and family members we wish we had more time to speak to when we were so on the go. We check in on their wellbeing and offer love. We breathe with them.

We call on our bloodlines; our many, many lifetimes of Ancestors who experienced various epidemics and crises and survived. We are proof of their survival. We call on the Earth which has known many rotations of survival over billions and billions of years. We are proof if it’s survival. We touch the grass, we feel the wind, we hear the birds. All proof of what it means to survive. We also honor the spring equinox. It is proof that seasons change, and they will this time too.

In this time, you owe us nothing but your survival – not a completed school assignment, not a checked off task list, not a spring-cleaned home… survival. And for all of you essential workers, we say thank you. For every member of our community who is battling with this virus, we offer healing energy. We extend our love, and our positive vibes to you all and your families.

Not one of us is alone. We have each other. We keep us safe. We are the
mutual aid.

#MutualAid, #CoronaVirus, #COVID19, #Community, #Ubuntu
#WeKeepUsSafe #SafeCommunities

BuffaLowe PR x Melanin Rich Wellness – F**k Boy Free Book Giveaway !!!

Meet Kathleen Richardson of Melanin Rich Wellness! The mission of MRW is to optimize the physical, mental + spiritual health & well-being of the Black Community using African holistic health & black radicalism. This is why I felt it was best to end Black History Month with a giveaway from FlagrantCity.com in conjunction with Melanin Rich Wellness!

If you would like to participate please find us on Instagram and follow the instructions provided below:


🚨 GIVEAWAY 🚨
We have teamed up with @melaninrichwellness and @buffalowe716 for a giveaway of her current book “F**k Boy Free”!!! This book was written to help women attract the man of their dreams while releasing the previous Fk Boys in her life and tapping into your highest feminine energy! ☀️

Follow these rules to enter:

  1. Like the photo on 👍🏽
  2. Follow @melaninrichwellness @buffalowe716 & @flagrantcity
  3. Tag 3 friends that need to be “F**k Boy Free” in the comment section!

Rhonda Jane of BuffaLowe PR, LLC will DM winner Sunday 3/1 ✊🏽🌱🖤 Good Luck !

For the Love of Black Babies

My name is Phylicia and I am an educator in Buffalo, NY.

I work, well live, at the intersection of education and Justice, teaching anti-bias content and practices to young children and teachers. So, if you love education, justice, Black babies, or some combination of the three, you can expect to see much more of this type of content on the Flagrant City platform!

Why me?
I hold a Master’s of Science in Curriculum and Instruction, a Bachelor’s of Arts in Early Childhood and Childhood Education, and teaching certifications in Early Childhood Ed, Childhood Ed, and Students with Disabilities. I have been in education since 2011 – working in a variety of settings and with children in many different age-groups. I also served as a full-time educational advocate in five different school districts, and am currently a Director of Curriculum and Instruction. I’m also a nerd. 🤓 I am typically engaged in some form of research and I love love love a good conference.

While, I have all my receipts, I do not claim to know everything about education. The goal here is to build community with y’all (oh yea, I’m a code-mesher not a code-switcher). Comments are always welcome! Also follow me on social media – IG: loveisphe_nomenal twitter: missphe_nomenal.

Joy first, everything else second. -Chris Emdin

Love and light,
-p

#AroundBuffaLowe: Juug Talk x Dirty Logan presents Tacos With Friends at Beau Fleuve Music & Arts Festival [8.25.19]

Join my Dirty Logan Familia with Juug Talk on August 25th at the Beau Fleuve Music & Arts Festival in Buffalo, NY for the Tacos With Friends function. Tickets are $10.00!

Tickets for the festival are available at beaufleuvemusicarts.com for $10.00 general admission.

#AroundBuffaLowe: Beau Fleuve Music & Arts Festival presents Arts X Beats [2.1.18]

Beau Fleuve Music & Arts Festival

“ARTS & BEATS” First Friday’s Concert & Art Series set for 2019.  Beau Fleuve Music & Arts is set to launch its monthly first Friday’s concert and art series at the new Imagine Events Center in Buffalo, New York. Arts & Beats will feature emerging local acts and national recording artist each month along with featured art installations, poetry-spoken word, food trucks and beverage tastings.  

 

As Beau Fleuve is known for its wide selection of musical genres from R&B to Blue Grass to Latin to Hip Hop to Country and more. This same formula as its annual festival will be displayed each month during the series. 

FEBRUARY 1st LINEUP will include music by CURTIS LOVELL (Neo Soul) , 90z NEPTUNE (R&B Band) , TARYN ( R&B Singer)  & MARCHON HAMILITION II (R&B). Spoken Word performed TEN THOUSAND (Nationally renowned Poet). Art Installation & Live Painting by JALEN LAW (National Exhibit Artist). Local Food Truck MAD SAUCES will be on hand to deliver the eats as guest can enjoy an evening of music , arts, culture and great vibes.

 

Showtime 7pm-10pm. Limited Advance $10 Tickets are available online only at artsxbeats.eventbrite.com. $15 at the Door. More info at @BeauFleuveMusicArts or Beau Fleuve Music Arts (Facebook).

 

Got Loganberry EP by @doeyvangogh [ALBUM]

In honor of 716 Day (7/16), Flagrant City hip hop favorite from my hometown of BuffaLowe, NY, Dough Van Gogh, formerly known as Fernandough the Poet, has released a drip-worthy EP for everyone to get Dirty to, word to Dirty Loganberry. This dope project is sponsored in part by Dirty Logan Entertainment, BuffaLowe PR by way of Flagrant City and Jenesis Magazine.

Artwork by: @shydaughter on Twitter.

Album now available for streaming on iTunes/Apple Music: Got Loganberry!

It’s Time We Get Honest About Suicide

I am two months away from my twenty fifth birthday, and I can honestly say I didn’t think I would live to see this. I tried more than once to end my time on this earth. At those times I lost all hope . I lost myself in memories that harmed my mind and body . I lived in a state of constant fear and pain , there was no escape. I did try to pray it away, I begged God to remove the thoughts from my head that I was better off dead- yet they persisted. I tried to lose myself in pleasure that had been weaponized against me, and found myself even more empty.

The night of my first attempt was on a Sunday, my sister and father were sitting on the living room floor in front of the couch I was laying on laughing at whatever movie we were watching. I got up dazed, walked to the kitchen, opened my medicine bottle for my chronic migraines and took fistfuls until the bottle was empty. When I went back to join my family I laid down relieved that this would be my last memory and completely okay with it. I woke up to an ambulance moving my body and my sister and mother in tears. I was angry that even at dying I failed. Even when trying to bring peace to my mind I brought on more chaos and destruction. I never forgot that feeling . Or the ones that followed . The doctors telling me that I should be thankful that I had parents and a family that loved me. The children that I met while admitted in the mental health facility that had similar stories to mine and the ones who struggled with different illness of the mind . I was sixteen. I rarely cried during that stay or the one after . I did have an awakening- literally when I woke up on the third day of being admitted. That if something inside me continued to fight this hard so that I might still wake up and live to see another day then maybe I am not worthless , maybe I do actually have a purpose. Life carried on and did bring me to that . Still now I struggle with cycles of depression and anxiety. Still now do I have to remind myself of who I was when I tried to end who I am: a con man . I had built a persona of myself that my parents , Family, and community saw that was actively healing through my trauma and following through with treatment plans , I was going to graduate and go off to college and I was building myself up as a spiritual person. My inner reality was different, I punished myself for not living up to the image I made for the people around me to the point where suicide was indeed the only way out. In my mind then I rationalize that if I die now they wouldn’t have to see me for who I really was : broken and scared, dirty and worthless, sad and hopeless. Post suicidal attempt, my life had shifted from my family and people around me pushing that I follow through with my treatment to being treated like a fragile infant. I felt the pressure of living, differently and for many years after I lived in that. I didn’t know how to switch out of survivor mode to living whole .

Even after successfully processing some of my most traumatic sexual abuse, I struggled with seeing worth in myself beyond what I was capable of creating or adding to life . I felt indebted for each breathe I took, each joy I felt, each life that came into mine that dared to love me. Somewhere in repaying those “debts” for enjoying life I lost myself again to causes and people (mostly men) that were just as harmful as my suicidal bouts . I had redesigned the image of myself and was wilting away in the body of it . So when I say I appreciate and love the community I made for myself it’s because they have saved my life. They saw me for me : That I was struggling and weak And strong And Resilient. That I am worthy and dignified and still imperfect. That I am love.

When we as a country and community talk about suicide know the battle is different for each person and know that it is important to view it as such . See people that are struggling, really SEE THEM and LOVE THEM. See past their social media persona or work persona, or what have you to who they are underneath it.

I’m telling y’all from experience It’s hard when going through it to ask for help , to pick up a phone and call a loved one or anyone when your own mind has convinced you that there isn’t a person that cares or loves you. Don’t wait to hear from folx that you already know have a history or struggle with depression or mental illness. Be the love they need and see them . Offer them help with caring for themselves (grocery shopping, laundry, cooking, etc.) or take them out to do something or just sit quietly with them. Be creative about how you show up and see them in their entirety. I’m telling you that alone can save a life.