Maybe Another Path Forward

There’s something to say about living out my vision for the future.

I’ve spent the better part of the last three years of my life trying to reconcile and understand the extent of my political consciousness. I’ve spent the better part of the last three years learning, studying, and struggling with so many parts of how I could envision my future against imperialism, capitalism, and this newest form of fascism. It was never something that I could really rationalize in my own life. But what I told myself, again and again, is that I would never keep myself close-minded, against my own efforts to grow as a human, but as a conscious African. That’s the promise I told myself heading into my second year in school.

But, today, after spending so much time this weekend learning and struggling and developing as an organizer, I’m realizing I can have the capacity to really sustain this. I have the capacity and resilience to make this existence as someone engaged in organizing for the rest of my life. It is something I’m no longer willing to compromise on in my development as a Pan-Africanist. It is something that is now integral to how I envision any contributions I have in whatever path I have moving forward.

I’m still trying to figure out where my life takes me next, but I do know that by engaging in anti-imperialist, Black-led organizing efforts, there is…