Dot with Point 04/10/12

lost in a sea of nameless faces.through the soil,maple,wheat,mocha,copper and maroon shades from different places. with all our different styles. problems and time miles we stand as one.here we have liberated ourselves from past fraught with self-doubt.day in and day out,"Great is thy faithfulness"  is what we're  knowledgeable about.we have a pride in all things ethnic.a confidence, stretch beyond our 1,185 acres.This place, a revelation. us the ground shakers the pray breakers,lawmakers.established in 1896 we are historically seventh-day adventist.the definition of spoken word in motion.we are the gospel singing.mind painting,jazz musician,praise dancing,writing,drama performing,musical compositions of black youth.we are lost voices heard.a truth, made legendary.ours is no longer a case of untold.because of this place our cross is blue and gold.here as there we are developing servant leaders.this is a place we go eat.they are Eagle feeders.teaching us funambulism. we are the assortment of colored mimetic possibilities. this place is the mecca,the very heart of black adventism.we are the rock Cory memories of nostalgia- days of close friendships and destiny formed.no one should be deprived of this experience.the inside jokes.he bug bites. studying late nights.  the revolutionary movements. we vibrate with  glorious ultra-sound ,the likes of which we haven't heard since.welcome to a weak taste of my campus.