It’s impossible to be lonely when you surrounded by the people

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It’s impossible to be lonely when you surrounded by the people

The following speech was given by Commander in Chief Gazi Kodzo in Rally #16 on the topic of the loneliness of the revolutionary, a common topic in light of recent events and protests as we set off to build a world without colonialism.

I am about to do something that I was programmed not to do by a single Black mother that taught me never to expose yourself or your feelings or your heart because colonialism is going to squash it.

But now I’m a revolutionary and we need to expose what we’re going through to the people, and trust in the people – doing it with the understanding the state is out there. That’s why I talk about what I have been through and not what I am going through.

What I’ve been going through lately is really sensitive, and I’m sure I’m not the only person with a problem admitting something like this – it’s loneliness.

Real deep loneliness.

Things happen that trigger different feelings to pile up and then, out of nowhere, you’re dealing with this feeling of loneliness. I had to sit and struggle with it for a long time.

Something I like to do to settle things internally is to read up on it. I had to google, with my VPN so the state wouldn’t know what I was googling, ‘cuz you know they’ll send me a 6’4” nigga with a baseball bat (if you know what I mean, praise god)!

So I searched for leaders that deal with loneliness, and I started to read that a lot of leaders deal with a lot of loneliness. They gave all these examples of leaders who struggle with loneliness: CEOs, presidents, and european kings and queens etc. 

Basically, it was like “yeah you are lonely and that’s just that. Deal with it, it exists and that’s it.” But that wasn’t good enough for me. This shit gotta get solved so we can move forward.

Feature. A picture of a Black masculine person sitting on a chair looking pensively.

So I really asked myself, “Where is this loneliness coming from?” The only honest answer was that it started as soon as I gave my life to revolution. It didn’t start with just activism or organization, but revolution and when I completely understood what revolution meant, and what cost I would be putting on myself, my family, and my community.

It was when I made that decision that a new person had to be born, and that was Gazi. Gazi means ‘blood.’ The reason I chose that name was I understood what this revolutionary life really meant, and I was not afraid to keep going forward.

From that beginning, it started — two people in one person kind of situation where you have your old time friends and new comrades. Your old friends don’t understand your new comrades, your new comrades don’t understand your old friends. So you’re caught in this place when you are with your old friends trying to do colonial shit and it doesn’t feel like it felt before, like a crack addict trying to get their original hit.

The past is gone though.

You get close with your new comrades, you’re trying to build camaraderie, and friendship to mimic colonial friendships that help you deal with the loneliness question, but the people who you’ve gotten close with through subjectivity, you know there is distance between you and them because a friend is not the same as a comrade.

You’re both trying to build. You struggle getting yourself through things, building yourself up to be the best cadre that you can be, building organization and you’re deepening your knowledge of theory.

You’re moving forward in revolution with the people, with liberation, and you look behind you and you see a friend or comrade behind you who used to be beside you, and you’re trying to say:

Come on,

Let’s go!

You gotta get over whatever you went through,

You gotta get over your personal shit,

You gotta get over liberalism,

You gotta get over gossip,

and you gotta get over subjectivity!

You’re telling your friend or comrade,”you gotta get over it! Come on, ‘cuz I’m going forward.” and sometimes they say “thanks for keeping me accountable.” Sometimes they do, but sometimes they don’t.

Sometimes you keep going forward, and they keep going backward. They regress and you’re now lonely. Seeing the people you were close with regress and do things that you don’t even understand because you’re moving forward, is lonely.

So what I had to realize with myself is I really missed people getting to know the old me, because the new me, the me that I am today, the revolutionary me, is surrounded by revolutionary cadre that are doing the same internal struggles – of defeating the neocolonial sell out, petty-bourgeois coon in your head while fighting white power at the same time.

How can I be lonely with Ina by my side? Who no matter what she goes through she stays on the front lines.

How can I be lonely with Slim and Diva by my side? Who I can call at 2 am and they are ready to have a real conversation with me, and really understand what I’m going through and really understand where we gotta go as revolutionaries.

How could I be lonely… with Mohamadou, with Suh, and with Nas by my side?

Loneliness is a colonial construct because anticolonialism wants to destroy colonialism, capitalism, and imperialism, which builds this illusion of individualism over the collective.

You can’t be amongst people and be alone unless you’re forced to live by some fake colonial b.s. to survive.

I had to realize that I didn’t yet bury the old me! I was missing the old me with mf’ers who are now behind me.

A picture of a Black Power fist on a red background.

I had to be glad and really understand that this is development. I have to be happy where I am, and appreciate the people around me. If I can appreciate them, give revolutionary love to them, then I know damn sure they will give it back to me.

Because I’m a revolutionary, I’m a much better son than I’ve ever been. I understand why my momma is so mad, and why she popped off so much. I understand because I understand politically who my momma is, and what these muthafuckas did to her. I can forgive her and love her through it. 

The revolutionary me is a better brother, better uncle, better cousin, and a better friend.

That’s the me that I am. That old nigga dead. So I’m not alone, and neither are you, because you are surrounded by people who really understand who you are, who you want to be, and who help you get there.

In the words of my dear comrade Chief Suh,

“We can’t ever be alone when there are people who believe in what you believe in – billions of people who unite, even if they don’t know. Even if they think they’re okay, like Chief Diva said, there’s a knowing that deep down they unite because this is the truth, and this is something we have to wage on and fight on for.”

Huey Newton talked about this idea of revolutionary “suicide” and he said,

“By having no family, I inherited the family of humanity. By having no possessions, I have possessed all. By rejecting the love of one, I received the love of all. By surrendering my life to the revolution, I found eternal life.”

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