| Questa
lettera è stata scritta da Mutulu
Shakur, rinchiuso nel Florence
Penitentiary, la notte della morte di
Tupac.
"I love you whenever....forever.
Tupac, so much I needed to say, so much
you wanted to say. Many conversations
between us within the ether, whenever
forever. The pain inflicted that scarred
your soul but not your spirit gave force
to the rebellion. Many couldn't see your
dreams or understand your nightmares. How
could they, Tupac? I knew your love and
understood your passion. But you knew of
your beginning and saw your end....racing
towards it. You taught and fought through
your songs and deeds. RATT-TATT-TATT of
words penetrating the contradiction of
our existence. Whenever....forever Who
cares? We cared, Tupac. The Shakurs have
been guided by struggle, prepared or not,
whenever....forever. We've exposed our
existence, naked from fear, to those who
would hear the positive. Who would
witness the stress, wear and tear of this
lonely path. You couldn't have evaded the
effect or the changes. You inherited it,
it was in your genes. But still, you
danced your dance, you lived your life.
You forced loyality on those who would
fake and shake at the true vision. You
were Tupac Like the four seasons, we come
to this planet taking form, becoming
elements of nature, Some of us are only
one season, and others like you were part
of many seasons. This dynamic will scare
most anyone who realized the burden at
such an early stage of life. You fought
well. We love you. We
understand....forever, whenever. Please
give my love to our family. Ask them to
help you on the other side. Tell Zayd,
Lumumba, Aby, Brother Leggs, Mtaryi,
Attallah, that they are to continue to
help us down here. Shakur's love is
strong. Whenever....forever Friday 13th
didn't mean a thing. Life is for living
and dying well. Whenever.....forever.
Allah knows best. We choose the quality
of our life. You understand the pain of
disappointment in the ones we love. You
pushed so many away. Burnt so many
bridges so they wouldn't follow you into
battles against the demons you were
facing. Knowing well to what lengths you
would go. This battlefield of reality is
littered with many meaningless casualties
You never yelled out "Somebody, save
me!" You only asked for your soul to
be free, whenever....forever. You told us
to keep our head up, knowing the pain was
coming. Knowing to look for the strength
in the heavens. Set your soul free, Tupac
Amaru. We keep waiting in vain for their
love Will your levitation be awakening of
us all? The division unsettling to our
dreams and goals? You passing demanding
repentance and resistance? We keep
waiting, not in vain. We give you love.
Give us love. To my brother and son,
these emotions are hell. I wish you well
in the next journey. My soul aches for
comfort. In our next life we will finish
our unfinished journey.
Whenever.....forever For now Tupac, we
will hold our heads up. This journey is
at an end, your ashes are in the wind.
Friends and enimies will have to look to
the stars. You are truly a star. A star
navigating through the dynamics of this,
your path chosen before you arrived.
Lessions we've gained will materialize
after you're gone. Whenever....forever
Your family will keep the spirit high,
for we are Shakurs. We are thankful for
what life gives us. Through the pain and
the struggle we are blessed by the
victory. Go forward, Tupac. The
victories---we will teach your mission,
we are thankful for you. We love you,
Tupac Shakur. We ain't mad at you, we'll
be better because of you. So now I give
you my tears so I might assimilate your
loss and I can live on in peace. Knowing
I will feed our spirit with my
unconditional love, knowing you will need
it on your next journey. May Allah bless
you for your deeds and forgive your
errors. Tupac come to me an give me
strength. Love always.
Your father, friend, comrade, Mutulu"
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