Illustratation by Salih Gürkan Cakar

Illustratation by Salih Gürkan Cakar

We shall reclaim our joy. We shall remuster our strength. Through millennia, bathed in the tears of a thousand ancestors, we shall rise. As it was in the beginning, so, too, shall it be in the end – SAULT

This is no cry for revolution. It is a call to evolution, a quiet, unyielding force that transcends. Revolution is fleeting; evolution endures. Evolution is neither good nor bad; it simply is. Like the river that carves its path through rock, evolution is a force indifferent to our desires or fears, a process that moves us forward without promise or prejudice.

In this truth lies both power and responsibility. To evolve consciously is to step into the current and shape its flow. As such, we reject survival as the height of our ambition. Our destiny is to thrive, to build beyond what is visible, and to outgrow what is given. Evolution is in our cells, our histories, and our futures.

This is no call to control evolution, but an invitation to participate in it, to decide what we carry forward and what we leave behind; to determine the direction of our growth, adaptation, and transcendence; to guide our becoming.

We have carried the weight of history, inherited wounds, and imposed limitations. Like the camel, we have endured, bearing the burdens of survival. But survival is not the end of our journey; it is merely the beginning. The load has served its purpose, yet we are not here to carry the past forward indefinitely. We stand ready to shed what no longer serves us, leaving behind the burdens of inherited definitions.

The lion awakens within us – a force that refuses to bow to the weight of the past. With a roar of defiance, we face the dragon of “thou shalt not” – all that has told us what we cannot be, cannot do. The lion slays this dragon, declaring a new era where we define ourselves, unbound by what was given. In this act, we transform from endurance to creation, from surviving to thriving.

Out of defiance comes freedom. In the spirit of the child, we find the courage to dream without limits, to create worlds untouched by the past. The child is our evolution’s end and beginning – a place where imagination, abundance, and self-determined futures emerge. Here, we are bound only by the infinite potential within us.

Scarcity is not our inheritance. Abundance flows in our veins. We are boundless, constrained only by the limits we accept. In our evolution, we drink from an infinite well of creativity, power, and purpose.

Community is our foundation, not a refuge. It is where strength multiplies and resilience roots itself. We cast aside division and claim unity as the architecture of our future. Infighting and tribalism belong to yesterday; today, we stand indivisible.

The journey begins within, where we confront, heal, and awaken. Evolution is seeded in the self, ripening as resilience, courage, and clarity. Inner work is our alchemy, transforming old wounds into future strength.

We are bound to something greater, a universal pulse that transcends the seen. Ours is a spirituality of seekers and sages, of explorers and creators. It is not belief that binds us, but a shared pursuit of truth, of the unseen that lives in each of us.

Our imaginations break the ceiling of reality. In our minds, we see beyond the present, sculpting futures out of the invisible. Imagination is our weapon, our freedom. We dream boldly, and in doing so, create what has yet to exist.

We reject a world not built for us, for evolution is our refusal to comply with limitations imposed. We do not ask, we define. Our journey is not sanctioned by the systems that hold us down. Our power lies not in dominance, but in creation. The systems of old are fragile; our evolution is unbreakable. We are bound to no order but our own.

This evolution is our inheritance and our imperative. For those unready to step forward, this path is not yours to walk. We are not here to wait. We are here to transform, to unearth, and to ascend. We coalesce as part of the same drive that has shaped life itself. Ours is a path not just of survival but of transcendent evolution and generative imagination.

To each who feels this calling – take your place in the current of life, and together, we will evolve beyond what we once imagined.

BLACK EVOLUTIONISTS OF THE WORLD, COME FORTH – OUR TIME HAS COME.

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