🚨💔 IN SENATOBIA, MISSISSIPPI, OFFICER HUNTER FOSTER FATALLY
Sh💥T A 1-YEAR-OLD BABY WHO WAS STRAPPED INTO HIS CAR SEAT.

His name was Kohen Wiley. 🕊️

Police were responding to a report that Kohen’s mother had allegedly shoplifted diapers from Walmart.

His mother has not been charged with shoplifting.
Because SHE DIDNT STEAL ANYTHING!

Yet her baby is dead.

Not a teenager.
Not a grown man.

A BABY. 🤬

As a Black mother, I’m tired of being told our fears aren’t real.

We teach our children how to survive police encounters, but what was Kohen supposed to do?

He was ONE.

He should be learning new words.
He should be making messes.
He should be celebrating another birthday.

Instead, his family is planning a funeral.

And people still wonder why the Black community keeps saying we don’t feel safe.

If a baby strapped into a car seat isn’t safe, then who is?

💔 Justice for Kohen Wiley.
🕊️ Say his name.

#walmart
#senatobia
#breakingnews
#thisishim?????????????????????????????????????????

There is an old legend that says
the Sun and the Moon once loved each other.

They were never meant to share the same sky.
One ruled the day, the other the night.
Always close…
yet always missing each other by time itself.

They watched from opposite horizons,
burning with longing,
learning what it means to love without touch,
to wait without certainty,
to exist without togetherness.

So the gods created the eclipse.

A moment where time pauses.
Where light and darkness overlap.
Where the impossible becomes visible,
even if only for a heartbeat.

Because some loves are not meant to be permanent —
they are meant to be proof.
Proof that distance does not kill connection.
That timing does not erase destiny.
And that love doesn’t need eternity
to be real.

The Sun and the Moon don’t meet often.
But when they do,
the entire world stops to watch.

Because even the universe knows:
there is no such thing as impossible love.
Only love that dares to exist
despite everything.🌑❤️☀️

Omfg, you need to stop thinking of yourselves and others as a victim. That's not rational, that's not reasonable, and that's not fair. By posting a statement like that you have led a jury of your peers down a bad path. What you should be saying is, whenever you get got By someone close, see if they have any more tricks and if they have rules on using them. It's most likely you deserved it. We all think that we deserve some sort of respect for doing absolutely nothing valuable in the world. You're not even taking the risk, or the dive to change a part of your physiology so you pass on new cool genes to your children. Now, check this out, call whomever it was Who offended you by seeing you we're not all there, and were asleep at the wheel cognitively, and apologize. Then thank them for teaching you about your species, and remember, it's most likely we steal from others all the time. You were not stabbed in the back. You would be dead. That's how I know your behavior is askew.

What's your perspective interpretation:

"Phew, that’s a lot of words to justify victim blaming and a lack of loyalty. Anyone who sees trust as a flaw clearly hasn’t grasped the concept of human relationships. But thanks for the glimpse into your worldview!
Interesting perspective, but you’re confusing the metaphor of broken trust with physical violence. Trust isn’t a 'cognitive failure'; it’s the very foundation of every social bond. Betrayal is a conscious decision made by the perpetrator, not the fault of the one who trusted. Your view seems more like a justification for antisocial behavior than a rational analysis."

The Lingering Shadow

It is not the gold that counts in the end, nor the crown upon your head; rather, it is the choices you have made, and the lasting marks you have left behind. Victory is but a fleeting moment—an echo carried away by the wind. Yet who you truly were always returns to mind whenever an opponent reflects upon you. Be the storm upon this board, tearing the established order apart at the seams. No trophy is ever as complete as the flame that your gameplay proves you possess. Let them win, if they must—but ensure they know exactly who you were; so that, even tomorrow, deep within their very being, they may still feel the courage you revealed.🖤