The Souls of Black Folk

I have just finish'd reading "The Souls of Black Folk" by W.E.B. Du Bois. Having have mused on the text somewhat, I find just cultural studies to a degree fascinating. To be cognizant of the many layers of the colonial situation as well as be aware of the Veil that Mr. Du Bois references. I have to ignore the minds that are part of the "conspiracy to silence" when it comes to the condition of Black folk. To empathize wholeheartedly with that middle-man trying to reach the European standard, at the same time, being disconnect'd from the root. How does one find elevated thought? How does one even know it exist without having been escort'd there by someone whose been will'd from an unknown space? One must clean the pipe from the residue that remains from colonialism.