I really don’t know me and that’s what I will never forget or forgive. – CZV

I can’t tell you how many kingdoms or nations there were or are in Africa nor can I tell you how great or small my tribe’s place in the world was. I can’t tell you whether my people were from this valley or that and whether they invented something that changed the course of human events forever. I can’t tell you what they were before they were exterminated or became extinct or whether they were or are the foundation for all that is human today. I am not sure it matters. I am sure this truly black hole aches sometimes. It’s a void looking for a sound to fill it. It’s applause wanting to be heard. Hear it. Hear me.

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