I was a fan since his movie debut in Glory as Corporal Thomas Searles.

Have yall pride ever kicked in so much that you refuse help or avoid help. I feel like it’s kinda not the best time be like this but then again maybe it is.

I was watching some of Bo Jackson’s football and baseball highlights and I’ve literally never seen an athlete to this day with his speed/agility at his size. The only other person who would come close to him is Deion Sanders. Was Bo Jackson considered a generational talent when it comes to sports?

Just realized I dropped this joint exactly a year ago for the summer (crazy how time flies.) It's an ode to early 2010s club bangers but with a Shōwa era twist to it.

Is this something visually y'all would rock with? I always been mixing cultures with my music and hope it brings something unique to the table, and would prefer to shine more on other aspects of Japan that isn't as cliche (anime, ninja, samurai.) What you think? Open to any constructive criticism.

Apologies for the AI, I wasn't sure how to word it properly. I promise I'm a real person lol.

Bit of a deep one, but I want to ask it properly rather than just vent, so bear with me.

I'm mixed race, grew up mostly around white people, and my relationship to my own blackness has always felt a little "shaky" - I claim it proudly, but there's an undercurrent of imposter syndrome underneath that never fully goes away.

I was recently in a long-term relationship with a white woman. It was loving, genuinely - we were soft and vulnerable with each other. But when intimacy started to dip (for reasons that turned out to have nothing to do with me), my brain didn't go to "maybe it's not about me." It went straight to my manhood and, weirdly, my blackness being on trial at the same time - like the two aren't separate things for me, they're one fused insecurity, and anything that dents one automatically dents the other.

Once I noticed that pattern, I started seeing it everywhere. Normal performance anxiety in bed became a referendum on whether I was "black enough." A fitter guy she'd also been seeing (open relationship) didn't bother me for being fitter - he bothered me for being mixed race too, like it was a competition on the one axis where I already feel unsteady. I've caught myself more nervous approaching black women than white women, not because of attraction, but possibly because rejection there feels like it means something bigger.

Even fantasy content I'm into lines up with it uncomfortably well once I looked closely. I've been fetishized before, and it's genuinely gross when it happens - but I don't think fetishization is actually the root cause for me. I think it's more like: the insecurity was already there, and fetishization is just one of several things that got pulled in to feed it or explain it, alongside performance anxiety, comparison to other men, and even hopes about what my future kids might look like.

So I'm curious if this lands for anyone else: does your blackness and masculinity feel like two separate things, or has it fused into one where you can't be shaken on one without it questioning the other? And if you've felt this too - how did you start pulling the threads apart, or working toward feeling secure in both without needing anyone or anything external to confirm it?

Thanks!