Seed of the Free, LLC.

Don’t forget tomorrow starts the new Facebook (aka...new name, META) rule where they can use your photos. Don't forget the Deadline is today!!! I do not give Facebook or any entities associated with Facebook permission to use my pictures, information, messages or posts, both past and future. With this statement, I give notice to Facebook it is strictly forbidden to disclose, copy, distribute, or take any other action against me based on this profile and/or its contents. The information: The violation of privacy can be punished by law NOTE: Facebook is now a public entity. All members must post a note like this.

If you prefer, you can copy and paste this version. If you do not publish a statement at least once it will be tacitly allowing the use of your photos, as well as the information contained in the profile status updates.

DO NOT SHARE. Copy and paste.
Their new algorithm chooses the same few people - about 25 - who will read your posts.

Therefore:
Hold your finger down anywhere in this post and "copy" will pop up. Click "copy". Then go to your page, start a new post and put your finger anywhere in the blank field. "Paste" will pop up and click paste
This will bypass the system.

I DO NOT GIVE FACEBOOK PERMISSION TO SHARE ANYTHING OF MINE., THAT I HAVE PUT ON THEIR SITE, . PICTURES, CURRENT OR PAST POSTS, PHONE NUMBEiRS OR EMAILS.. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING CAN BE USED IN ANY FORM WITHOUT MY WRITTEN PERMISSION OR VERBAL CONSENT.

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My ancestral shrine looks a bit different from most. Because I come from a family that prioritizes passing down family keepsakes, I am blessed to have pieces touched by family members no longer with us. I display these treasures with a white candle all around my home and light them when I need guidance from those who love and protect me often. This is representative of my uncle Albert Simmons. As I get older, I realize that I am a lot like him: country, stubborn, hilarious, charming, and unwavering in my beliefs. Having a piece of him here is important to me.

Today began yesterday with a text to about the body's ability to self-protect from harmful energy. On a whim I sent a message that felt random, but became beautiful media today.

Today began this morning with me praying to the ancestors for protection from and binding of negative spirits I felt creeping into the dark corners of my life. On a whim while walking Hershey. I then had a chance encounter with a man who had read my energy once before, labeled me divine and troubled, and assured me my peace was being restored and my gifts were giving sustenance to others. On a whim.

Today began when I accepted a friend's gift to and entered a holy space of vulnerability and radical justice of the mind, body, and spirit. The Nap Bishop watched over us as we rested, protecting us from the rest of the world, while I entered a realm that allowed me to feel my ancestors surround my mat and deliver restoration to my bones, my very bones. I was told, "Thank you for living" and was loved on by black women who called me "Sis," held me tightly while I cried uncontrollably, and told me "Remember only facts and truths. Truths and facts. Don't believe the lies you hear." I won't ever forget this awakening. Today began yesterday.