The tests that God gives us…. and the spirits whom can endure.
I recently attended a screening of the documentary “Long distance Revolutionary” at York University. The documentary is about the political prisoner Mumia Abu Jamal, a man who has been imprisoned for over 30 years – most of that time spent on death row. Before his imprisonment, Mumia was an acclaimed journalist from Philadelphia. Despite his incarceration, Mumia has thrived under these inhumane circumstances producing thousands of literary commentaries and books which are praised internationally by some of our generations most celebrated scholars. Despite the powers that be trying to silence him, his voice is heard loudly throughout the world – there is even a street named after him in France and murals painted in the streets in Mexico. Despite the daily torment of time and solitude, Mumia’s smile lights up the screen in all its gap-toothed glory. A true Revolutionist. I remember at one point in the film Mumia was discussing what it meant to be a ‘Revolutionist’ – how many people have these ideas of revolutionists being extremely radical and crazy. It really struck me when he said “Revolutionists are people who are examples of love. The root of every Revolutionist is Love, for it is the love that one has for the people that makes it impossible for him to sit back and watch them be oppressed on any level – no matter if they look like us or not.”
His articulation of society is almost like that of an alien’s who is looking at our world from the outside in, foreign and unbiased, yet accurately correct allowing ourselves to see our own blind spots. The film “Long Distance revolutionary” is a story of the unbreakable power of the human spirit and a testament to the fact that the truth can never be silenced.
The truth is still true, no matter what the world says, does or believes.
here are some quotes from Mumia, but I encourage you to see the documentary and to read his books which can be purchased in the link below.
“Prison is a second-by-second assault on the soul, a day-to-day degradation of the self, an oppressive steel and brick umbrella that transforms seconds into hours and hours into days.”
― Mumia Abu-Jamal
“The men laugh at the witty line, but it is not a belly laugh. Beasley’s mouth is in a wide smile, but his eyes do not laugh, for there is little reason for joy. And if eyes are indeed mirrors of the soul, then they reflect an infinite sadness. I look away, afraid of what mine might reflect”
― Mumia Abu-Jamal
“here and there
in the barrios and the favelas,
among those who have least,
beat hearts of hope,
fly sparks of Overcoming. ”
― Mumia Abu-Jamal, Death Blossoms: Reflections from a Prisoner of Conscience
Book by Mumia can be purchased here http://www.goodreads.com/author/list/57926.Mumia_Abu_Jamal