This letter was written the night of
Tupac's death from the
cell of his stepfather, Mutulu Shakur, inside the federal penitentiary
I Florence, Colo. 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 enemies 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 your 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 and give me strength.
Love always. Your father, friend, comrade,
Mutulu
