The Malcolm X Festival was a great day in the park. And for me, what’s interesting are the things that stand out to you. There were no video games; no Gameboys, no PSPs or Nintendo DSIs either. In the backdrop of nature and color and music and dance and culture, I am enriched. Culturally and spiritually, I was moved. I was satiated as I took it all in.
I wish I could say more but, honestly, words fail me. The day took me back. It was reminiscent of events I would attend more than a dozen years ago when such creative arousal was brand new to me. Saturday fired up my imagination and seeded my vision. My consciousness was raised. Experiences like Saturday at the Malcolm X Festival cultivate Pangea’s Garden because the community of culture is our muse. Words fail me, because all I am trying to say is that I was moved.
Here are a few captures from the day, in case you didn’t get to see it. Do you have days like this where you are?
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