This letter was written the night of Tupac's death from the cell
of his stepfather, Mutulu Shakur, inside the federal penitentiary in Florence,
Cololoado.
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 enimies 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 an give me strength.
Love always.
Your father, friend, comrade,
Mutulu