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Fond Farewell

*sigh*

So much to say… It’s with bittersweet joy that I inform you, my beautiful African family, that I have decided to focus entirely on our quiet and simple lifestyle and growing with the Spirit. This shall be my last post. I started my blog as a way for me to understand my own mental illness in this oppressive system. I needed an outlet that would provide me with the freedom to cry, scream and write raw, honest truth about my perceived helplessness in this world. I never knew that it would turn into a cyber-family where we would reveal things about ourselves even we never knew existed. God told me to write. And write I did.

The more I wrote my deepest feelings of raw anger, hurtful betrayal and the shameful thoughts of vengeance, I learned, almost by happenstance, that anger is a wasted emotion in the art of war. It weakens the mind and the body. That’s why our enemies have always attacked us in the most vile, anger-inducing ways. When you’re focused on the melanin-pumping emotion called anger and not on how to defeat your captor, the enemy is happy, satisfied and well fed. I finally understand that now. When God told me to write about survival, “dropping out of the system”, obesity, re-learning the miracle of herbs, loving each other and protecting our children, I simply did as instructed. I hope that I did not disappoint you…or Her for that matter. As you read my earlier posts, you’ll see a stark difference in my writing and my level of emotion. I hope that means that I’ve grown somewhat. I hope the Creator is, at the very least, satisfied with my menial efforts. I hope that each and every single one of you can say that you’ve grown with me on this journey of Spiritual awakening.

There’s a few things I shall leave you with that I hope you ponder someday:

Please remember that evil will always tempt you to self-destruct. The stronger you are, the greater the temptation. And when they cannot kill you themselves, due to your strength, they coax you to kill yourself. 

Please remember who you are and why God created you first.

Never forget who the enemy of Man really is and why he needs to keep you in your slumber. 

Know that Man and Mankind are two completely different entities. 

Remember that no one spends time, energy and money trying to destroy a people they deem inferior. It is usually the opposite that causes this cowardly reaction. 

Remember to treat each other with love and respect.

Everyone makes mistakes. The trick is learning from them.

Remember that we are an intentionally broken race. 

Research the reason why it was intentional and you’ll have a keener insight to your enemy’s fear.

Please get as dark as you can in preparation for the coming Spiritual war. Coconut oil will aid you in this process. For those of you that are awake, you’ll understand why “darkness matters.”

Black men, please protect us. We need you. We cannot protect ourselves.

Black women, please love your black man. He needs it now more than ever.

Black men and women, please raise your black children. They are you 20 years from now.

Know that nothing happens in this universe by coincidence. 

Understand…for every ONE conscious black person you’ll meet, there’s 100 waiting to rip you in half.

Understand…not all of us will make it. And that’s perfectly o.k. so please…Accept it.

On a much more somber note…In dealing with Drakkor… They are all around us. They’ve been here on earth for quite some time. The whites at the top of the current Ponzi Scheme called Fiat Money, take orders from them. They all want the same thing. Your asili. Each emotion that you give a Spiritual Vampire depletes you of your asili…which is exactly what it wants. It sucks you dry and drains you of your ability to vibrate at a higher level. That is why food and sex is their primary weapon. Tel-lie-vision and music come in as a close second.

Power doesn’t come from money, material objects, good looks or making and enforcing (man’s) laws. Power comes from your ability to be sovereign. How do you become a sovereign nation? By “knowing oneself.” Evil feeds on fear. Literally. The more you fear an entity , the stronger the entity grows. I finally understand that now. I hope one day soon, for some of you, this will make sense. For others, you know who you are, you’ve known this long before I finally caught up. Thank you for educating me. For some you, just a small few, I’ll be seeing you in this life or the other as we battle this demonic force together side by side. And something tells me we’ll be victorious.

2014 will bring forth many changes, especially around the Spring equinox. Get ready…

For the rest of you, you know who you are, I’m sorry…perhaps next time…when you’re ready.

Blessings and best of luck to you:

Truthbetold

P.S. I will not shut the blog down. That way, you can continue to read and grow as you wish…please know that control of the internet is the next phase of The Draco Regime, so print out whatever articles you deem necessary. I will not allow any more comments. This will dissuade trolls and future in-fighting amongst those of us that are not yet awakened. ******************************************************************************************************

To my white readers and lurkers:

I can honestly say, with NO venom, with no hate, that I’ve never, ever, not once, met one white person, in my entire life, that was different from the rest. There is something missing within you. It is that very thing that causes you to despise us. I never knew what that was til now:

Huemanity.

You’ve had your chance to do the right thing many, many times. Your failure comes from the lack of the God Principle called melanin. As a genetic abnormality, your aggression and arrogance and apathy towards us will be your karma. You are a race of people that is known, universally, to cut off your own nose to spite your face. I think Katrina is more than proof of this statement. I’m actually torn between feeling happy for your demise, which will be soon, and feeling sad for you for you are a mere pawn in a very sophisticated Spiritual game.

You are being used to fulfill an agenda and you fell for it hook, line and sinker. That is perhaps why you were chosen. You are destined by your own design to become extinct. The agony you and your children will experience will make the Maafa seem trivial. Some, and I do mean some of you, as in a very small few, will understand what I am saying and try to learn and grow and make amends. The Creator will decide your fate as He/She seems fit. For the overwhelming majority of you…

The awakening you will soon experience will be like a shock of cold water splashed against your face. The very country that you love and hold dear, the same country that you fought and bled for, the same country that you sent your sons and daughters to war for, is about to show you how it really feels about you. You will not handle it well and your sanity will be the first to go. As you wonder why “this is happening”, know that “this” is what blacks have been speaking of for 500 years.

May God have mercy on your souls.

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Open Discussion #17

I need to step away from this blog for awhile.

Talk away.

Dear Truthbetold Part 4

I received this letter a few days ago from a black reader. It saddened and somewhat shocked me because it was not the first time a black female admitted this. I discussed it with a good buddy of mine and she gave me her perspective on things. May I say something? I’m somewhat surprised at the overwhelming amount of pretty, educated, friendly yet lonely and unhappy black women out there.

One would think that as long as she met the “basic” qualifications for a partner and was acceptable to bring home and meet the parents, men would be lining up, or even fighting, to grab her. But from what I’ve been reading, that isn’t the case. I’ve been thinking about this post for a few days now and I almost didn’t publish it. But I feel it’s too important of a topic NOT to post it.

I’d like to speak my peace on this disheartening topic, just once, before I let you have yours.

No matter how much men feel that they “run” things, we all know that The Universe is female. Without Her, life as we know it, is gone. Historically, the black female has been overwhelmingly loyal to her man. Some strayed for reasons of her own but most stayed. Why? Intrinsically, she understood the game. The day that black women “take the bait” and give up on black men, for whatever reason, the entire game is O-V-E-R. 

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“Im a black woman whos been reading your blog and comments for awhile now. Despite your multiple posts on black love and forgiveness, Ive decided to give up on black men entirely and start dating women. Ive concluded that many women feel trapped in the black game. Black women supposed to be the ones who are always there for our men but they never seem to want to return the favor. Its almost like they expect it. They only notice you if you dress a certain way. They want you to put out as soon as they meet you and if you dont, they leave and find a woman who will. Then they curse her and call her a slut when there done. Im tired of the sex games with men. Im also tired of being the one to foot the bill. I feel like there looking for a reason to date and marry anyone except black women.

I also notive that when there with a white partner, theyll do anything to keep her happy. But they never do that with us. Frankly white women can have them. Many of them have nothing to offer a black woman anyway. Women are much more patient and loving when it comes on to relationships. Sorry fro the long post but its just how I feel “

To My White Readers (And Lurkers)

Perhaps it’s time that I write this short post, no?

You’re not fooling anyone by sporting the names:

Aisha

Shabazz

Jamaal

Tyeisha

Daewonna

Tyquann

And such.

You’re not fooling anyone by using Ebonic phrases you think black people use like:

Whitey

Us blac folk

Muggafugga

aiight

sho’ nuff

ko wut imma sayin’

And such.

You’re not fooling anyone by using the monikers:

MLK

Malcom

Black Power

Fight the White Man

Whitey Must Die

Crackkkas Must Die

Nat Turner

Big Black Dick

And such.

In case you haven’t been reading my blog, which I know you have…after all, it’s your requirement to see what we’re doing, reading, saying, discussing, how we live, eat, sex, work, dance, play and function…I can “see” you. What does that mean? It means, in simple terms, the Creator has given me gifts that I never understood til adulthood. Those gifts have enabled me to pick up on your energy and “see” you as I read your dumb, unintelligent, unoriginal comments. I’m not impressed by you…at all. In fact, you’ve become quite comical in your need to gain my attention. Would you like to know how I trap you into commenting?

I’ll tell you.

It’s rather easy because you’re quite predictable. Studying you, as I’ve been doing, has given me insight to your mind. I tag certain words. What are those words?

Melanin

Black power

Kemet

Egypt

Albino

Pineal Gland

The sun and blackness

Cleopatra

Africa

The birthplace of humanity

Voodoo

Shamanism

Tanning

And I also ask certain questions to trap you in your obsession of the Original Hueman.  What are those questions?

“Do black people have power?”

“Where do black people come from?”

“Will the white race die out?”

“Will blacks ever take revenge?”

“Why can’t black skin wrinkle?”

“Do black men really have bigger penises?”

Sound familiar?

Of course it does!

These are the questions that you secretly wonder about but are too ashamed to admit.

See?

It’s that easy.

Do you ever wonder why I never come on your websites or read what you have to say?

It’s because I don’t give a fuck.

Nuff said.

P.S. Yes, I just used Ebonics.

The Power of Imagery and Propaganda

Recopied from Kushite Prince. Thanks again Your Highness.

I was a bit embarrassed to learn that Lady Liberty was a copy. I was a bit embarrassed to learn that white AmeriKlan was so full of contempt for my people that they rejected an original statue, a GIFT, because it did not look like their ideal woman. I was a bit enraged to learn that when foreigners came to this country on Ellis Island, a statue of a European woman, who is an Illuminati representation of the Whore of Babylon, was the first thing they saw…and they identified her imagery with freedom.

So much has been hidden from us because of the continued evil that envelopes this stolen land.

After I learned about the real statue of liberty, which makes more sense, and I contemplated why she “wasn’t good enough” for this country, it made much more sense to me why AmeriKlan is destined to fall. Every single time this country has had the opportunity to do the right thing, they’ve faltered. Every single time this country has had the opportunity to make amends, they’ve failed. And perhaps the most disheartening factor in all of this…

They are proud of it. 

Any thoughts to this? Were you aware of the “real” statue of liberty? How does it make you feel knowing that a monument of a black woman who rightfully represented freedom was thrown away because of who she was?

Candy

My Vision Part 3

Ira Levin’s Truth in Plain Sight

(Remember my number one rule? “There are no coincidences in Jah’s World.” Did you know that Anton LaVey was the technical adviser to Polanski’s movie? Yes, that Polanski…the one who was indirectly involved in the Manson Murders)

I was out in the sun recently for an entire day. The powerful rays both charged me and exhausted me. Tired and hot, I came in and settle down for a cool shower, a salad full of greens and grilled chicken and fresh peppermint iced tea. Sleep was calling my name and I could not resist.

I saw a black baby being born in a hospital-like setting with white doctors and nurses and staff surrounding him. They took the child away from the now-exhausted mother to clean out his eyes and mouth. I watched myself in the room standing off to the side… observing them. They did not see or hear me. The doctor spoke in a tongue that was foreign to me and his words sounded like jargon. He went into the tiny refrigerator full of vials and removed a clear white liquid substance. He inserted the tiny needle and approached the African child. As if he sensed something, he looked right at me and what I saw next sent chills down my spine.

His eyes glowed. He looked like a man yet he was not. I stared at him transfixed and unable to move.

Then he proceeded to inject the liquid into the child as it writhed and screamed. I stood there frozen watching as he and the white nurse spoke in their jargon. The child settled down and was returned to the mother who happily accepted her child in her arms.

This latest vision of mine served as confirmation for something I long suspected was being done to our children in white, Jewish-owned hospitals. The inoculations that “mysteriously” cause autism and brain damage. The addiction to drugs like sugar at an early age which pave the way for other substances. Unsettling behaviour by our youth despite strict home training by the parents.

It is my firm belief that everything in this Babylonian system is geared towards our failure and extinction. Did you know at birth, in AmeriKlan hospitals, your black child is automatically tested for drugs WITHOUT THE CONSENT OR PERMISSION OF THE MOTHER? Did you know that the “big-name” hospitals (you know the ones…they have Jewish sounding names) have something called a DNA Bank where genetic material from the umbilical cord of a black child is stored for “research?”

When questioned about that “research” they falter and claim it is scientific and no further answers are given. I was in WI when the Swine Flu epidemic broke out. Milwaukee had “medical tents” set up for “vaccines” and pills to counter the virus. I saw, much to my dismay, hordes of black RN’s, CNA’s and staff running to be “vaccinated.” And when I tried to educate them on Tuskegee, they became defensive and irate.

Black family, before you give birth in a white owned hospital, please consider African mid-wifery and having your child at home. These are the small steps you can take to ensure the safety of your bloodline.

Sankofa: An African Collective Company

I’m working on Sankofa: An African Collective Company.

Sankofa, which is Ghanaian for “Return and Fetch It”, will be an African company and the ultimate symbol of togetherness. As Originals, we owe it to our past, present and future to think black, live black and progress black. When I spoke to a good friend of mine and she told me that Asians were taking control of her industry while she watched utterly powerless as blacks patronized their shops, I knew that something had to be done!

Black Family, we control NOTHING!

We own NOTHING!

We produce NOTHING!

Yet be brag about our “purchasing power.” That is utterly ludicrous. The black dollar does not turn over ONCE, not once! Yet we rush to buy Baby Phat clothing, Micheal Jordan sneakers and headphones from Dr. Dre. Ask yourselves one question: What are these Negroes doing for their community? Then why do you continue to patronize them? Why buy from Asians and Jews who give nothing back to your community except cheap materials and foul language when you enter their stores? Buy black and black only!

Shaquanda Mattox, a very talented young woman, will be commissioned for her variation of this icon bird:

Sankofa Bird

Remember her, by the way? She made me this along with X, my good buddy:

Shaquanda and X's Design

Shaquanda and X’s Design

Here is her store:

https://www.etsy.com/listing/127440527/i-am-not-my-hair?ref=v1_other_2

And there’s the very talented Charmaine of the Tambo Collection:

I brought this from her as my head scarf! I also have her necklaces. Please do not buy from Asians. Charmaine has all that you need in her beautiful African store. Visit her here:

http://www.tambocollection.com/

https://www.etsy.com/shop/tambocollection?ref=shop_sugg

And the very talented Trojan Pam:

I brought Death of a Dark Nation, an incredible read! Please support her blog and her books. Do not buy from Amazon or Borders. Pam has all that you need to know about the black struggle including ways to uplift and educate yourself.

Visit her here: http://racismws.com/bookstore/

And the beautiful Megan Dorsey:

Megan modeling her clothes

Who searches for vintage finds and brings them to your neighbourhood! Why buy from Jay-Z who does nothing to help or support the black community? Megan is available and willing to give your wardrobe elegance and style. Visit her here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/SeventhVintage?ref=seller_info_count

And the Goddess herself, Ajua Love:

Who practices deep African meditation and sells healing crystals for your mind and soul. Why shop with Jewish stores for 3 times the price? Keep the money with within our community and visit Ajua here: http://ajualuv.storenvy.com/

Then we have the artistic, curvaceous beauty, NZinga of Infiniteeart:

CHUBB T-Shirt

Who makes prints that will make your jaw drop! I brought this tee from her:

Afro Tee

Buy a tee this summer from her here:

http://www.infiniteeart.com/

Mr. Marcus Kwame, the soulful artist:

Rita Marley

Who deserves to have his pictures and drawings hung from your walls. Why buy from European stores when you can have a piece of authentic black art? Visit him here:

http://www.marcuskwame.com

And for your organic skin and hair care needs, now including pets!

DSCN0306[1] Woof ‘N Hoof: Organic Animal Shampoo

UrbanFire Products is having a June sale on hair care products and soaps. Buy any three products, get a free bar of soap! I need to move my inventory to make room for the fall collection so support my shop! I also have a referral program. Check it out here:

http://www.etsy.com/shop/urbanfireproducts

This truly takes a joint effort on all of our parts. When I need fabric, I know where to go. The same for books and jewelry. It is a conscious choice to shop black, think black, breathe black, eat black, sleep black and function black. Other races know, instinctively, that they either stick together or die. They do not need to plead with each other and beg for “assistance” of any kind. It is an almost unspoken rule that they must function together…collectively, like a well oiled machine lest they perish.

Dr. Anderson’s wife gave me grim statistics on our future and it’s not hard to see these changes taking place; from the closing of black schools, to the closing of black-owned farms, to the taking over of the 9th ward in L.A. by rich, white land owners and developers, to our children having nothing to eat but fried, greasy food and finally, to the re-colonization of Africa by the Chinese, the Koreans and the Japanese. We must take responsibility for each other and our actions and consciously Return and Fetch It.

Once I asked my Chinese friend how her people could just come here with nothing and in 5 years have supermarkets, spice stores, laundromats and the like. Her response? “We don’t compete with each other and there’s no jealousy.” Blacks are the only race who feel angry, envious and competitive when one of us is trying to be successful. Slavery has done a number on us but it’s not too late to fix it. I’ve been told, unfortunately, by the black business owners that I’ve promoted here about other races trying to sabotage them and take business away from them. They only way that can work is if we fall for it! If we do not support other races, they’ll have no economical power over us.

Every other race will promote each other’s businesses by word of mouth. No advertising needed. It is this method that we must employ to have success with each other. Amos Wilson, amongst others, taught us that when you create a black-only organization and keep the money circulating between us, everybody wins. If only one person has 100 dollars they are limited. If 1,000 people have 100 dollars each and pool their money together and buy just from each other, they create automatic wealth.

When you start black owned businesses, no matter how small, everybody wins. When you tell every single person you know to shop with Miss Pam for books or email Shaquanda for graphic arts, or buy from Charmaine for African clothing and prints, we all win. Sankofa will be a work in progress but I cannot do it alone! WE HAVE 1 TRILLION DOLLARS IN SPENDING MONEY YET WE HAVE NOTHING OF OUR OWN! Consumer power is a farce if you are giving money to people who do not look like you! I need your help…ALL of you. Please pass this around to as many Africans as possible and urge them to buy black. If you know of anyone, and I do mean anyone, who has a black owned business, please send them here to this post. When they make a comment, I’ll have their email addresses and I’ll contact them personally and write a post on them. This includes ALL black companies like, plumbing, hair salons, seamstresses, chefs, etc…As long as it’s black, I will not turn them down. And it’s FREE.

Let’s return and fetch it.

Mother Nature’s Cruelest Revenge

Womb For Rent

Sometimes when life gets to be too much and my illness comes too close to the surface, I look to the heavens for guidance. I pray and meditate for answers on why I was chosen to survive both the Maafa and Cristobal Colon’s men. My DNA has stood the test of time through the rainforest, through droughts, boiling heat, poison gas, the man-made influenza virus, wild animals and famine.

I wonder why some of us lived and some of us didn’t. My foremother could have easily been one of the slaves that were thrown overboard to be eaten by sharks or burned alive by Colon’s men. I do not ever take life for granted for I am the living, breathing ancestor of the Mother Land. Karma, the Law of the Universe, reigns supreme. It is morally justified and superior to any law that man could have ever created. There is no escaping your destiny. All melanin-rich peoples of Earth understand the basic universal rule:

Whatever you put out into the universe, you get back.

Karma mandates whatever you destroy in the name of evil, you must replace with your own life. That includes all animals, plants, water and rocks. I think I first became aware that Europeans had trouble conceiving in high school. I had a white, Jewish teacher who spoke relentlessly of “babies”. When one inquisitive student asked her if she had a large family, she said very quietly that she and her husband were not “blessed with that gift.”

Researching white supremacy has taught me that the white population worldwide is actually LESS than 10%. It is roughly 7-8 %. The European has forged their numbers by including Light-skinned Spanish speaking Africans in their demographics. If you’ve been reading my blog for some time now, the Spanish-speaking African, like the Italian, the Jew, the (southern) Frenchman and the Portuguese, will NEVER be an Aryan. Shame of Moorish blood will have them deny this fact, but we all know it is true.

The current white birth rate is NEGATIVE ZERO.

What does that mean? It means, simply, that even if every white person on this planet were to have 10 children each, and their children had 10 children, they would N-E-V-E-R be able to catch up with us in demographics.

They cannot reproduce. And if they can conceive, they cannot bring the child to full term. And, perhaps the harshest reality, (or is it punishment?) they and they alone have the highest demographics of Sudden Infant Death Syndrome, a condition that doctors, til this day, cannot fully explain. Their men’s sperm count is defective and their women have an increasing medical condition called “non-specific ovarian failure.” In their panic to reproduce, they have done what they’ve always done:

Turn to melanin-rich peoples for our seed and labour.

The Akanksha clinic is at the forefront of India’s booming trade in so-called reproductive tourism — foreigners coming to the country for infertility treatments such as in vitro fertilization. The clinic’s main draw, however, is its success using local women to have foreigners’ babies. Surrogacy costs about $12,000 in India, including all medical expenses and the surrogate’s fee. In the U.S., the same procedure can cost up to $70,000.  ——-  Taken from Womb for Rent {Thank you Dr. Patel}

In African countries like Nigeria and Sierra Leone, the increasing but hushed “womb for rent” practice is driving up white tourism. When I saw this article from one of my readers, I decided to look into it further and was not shocked in the least that the European has no other choice than to turn to us for help. After all, doesn’t His-Story repeat itself? I was also not surprised that Mother Nature has exacted her justice on the European by doing to them, by the law of nature, what they’ve done and continue to do to us:

Eugenics.

Our blood has saturated this earth from the moment the European gazed at us with hatred and envy. In his haste to rid the planet of the Original Hueman, he never contemplated what would be the consequences of his actions. He never thought that his offspring would pay for his mistakes in the form of Karmic Justice. He failed to realize by his own arrogance that by breeding us like cattle to work on his farm, we would outnumber him and one day, sooner than he thought, he would become the dreaded “minority.” By the year 2050, I personally think it’s sooner if you count their increasing suicide rates, white people will be the official minority in the Divide Snakes.

What do you think his mindset will be when this dreaded day occurs? What are your thoughts on this “Womb for Rent” practice? Should melanin-rich peoples help the incubate a white child? Do you think there is a karmic plan in the works? And finally, do you think by incubating a white child, some Spiritual DNA will pass on from mother to child?

Introducing Marcus Kwame Anderson: Painter

Peter Tosh Art

Sun Daughter

I was looking for some African Art and stumbled upon Marcus’ website. After looking into the eyes of this sweet angel, I wanted to know who the painter was. I contacted him and was delighted that he responded.

Makes me wanna holla

It’s very rare that an artist makes you feel life pulsating through the screen. This painting, “Makes me Wanna Holler”, speaks to me on more ways than one. I questioned him on his inspiration:

I feel like creating art wasn’t necessarily a choice. I’ve been compelled to create art of one kind or another since I was very young. I have a lot of ideas and I’ve always been drawn to creating. I find art to be therapeutic. I’ve been making art since I could pick up a crayon. I colored and drew like most children, but I never stopped. In grade school I wrote and illustrated stories, in middle and high school I created comics and paintings. Now I teach art, paint, draw, make comics and a do freelance work. 

I’ve always been inspired by artists who used their creative voice to speak on issues. I draw a lot of inspiration from music. Bob Marley, Nina Simone, and Peter Tosh are just a few of the musicians that inspired me. The way that they incorporated social commentary into their work showed me that I could make art and say something at the same time. I’ve been inspired by many visual artists. Honestly, I find inspiration everywhere: in people that I meet, nature, the city, my children, and the wealth and beauty of the African diaspora. Inspiration is everywhere if you’re paying attention.   Marcus K. Anderson

If that doesn’t make you swoon, nothing will. Please support this very talented artist by spreading the word about his shops:

http://www.marcuskwame.com/

https://www.etsy.com/shop/Marcuskwame

We have all that you need to uplift the black community. Art, T-Shirts, Greeting Cards, Food, Jewelry, etc…Please spread the word and buy black and black only! Instead of buying random art from big box stores, support those that look like you. Buy Black!

Introducing NZinga: Black is Beautiful Art and T-Shirts

C.H.U.B.B.

C.H.U.B.B. T-Shirt

http://www.infiniteeart.com/

You know, just when I think we can’t get more creative, I’m proven wrong. NZinga has given the black family inspiration that you can wear. When I contacted her about why she chose this particular brand of black ownership, she gave me an earful:

 I think God has always uplifted me, it was me who got in my own way…but that’s true for a lot of us I think. I think personally for black people, in business and in life in general, we should focus more on creating more of what we say we want: black love, unity, support, fellowship, respect, etc…be what we say we want more of in the world and not focus wasted energy on what we don’t want or what disturbs or bothers us. We cannot control other people or their karma; but we can totally control ours. So that’s my opinion.
I want more black love and uplifting and positive imagery and so I want to live that and be an example of that. Nothing is by chance, accident or happen stance. Coalesce with those of like mind and be assured we will all get to where we need to be. Since I believe we all as God spirits chose to come here to learn and grow; nobody is suffering for naught.

*swoons*

We should ALL aspire to be like this beautiful, young woman. When I saw this picture:

“He’s got the whole world in his hands”

I knew I’d have to get it. Black Family, ownership is the key to freedom. Ownership is the answer to our situation. Ownership will put us on the right track for black salvation. We are the most creative beings on earth! That’s why everyone takes from us. Please support black-owned businesses and keep the dollar circulating 10, 15, 20 times!!! When you buy black and black only, the money NEVER leaves your community. We all win.

Please support this shop and all other shops I’ve listed on my blog.

Coming Soon: Sankofa: An African Collective Store

Sorry Seems To be The Hardest Word

Your pride is your downfall
Your Achilles heel
Working like a beast
To break down those walls
No thought to how I feel

“You’re the best…”
That’s all I ever heard
But for you
Sorry seems to be the hardest word

Content with malcontent
Happy being miserable
You drained me dry
And left me spent

Try, try, try
That’s all I ever do
You see what you wish
It’s all about you

Like a hungry beast
You gorge yourself
On my feast
No thought to
Me in the least

Old and gray
Angry and cantankerous
Is how you’ll stay

Never knowing true peace
Which suits you just fine
As you slumber and dine
With no peace of mind

I’ll move on
Away from here
With thoughts of you
Less and less clear
Which is exactly
What you wanted to hear

If misery is a female
Your cries and wails
Will draw her ever near
As you hold her dear

I coulda, shoulda ran the moment I knew
After all, you did tell me, didn’t you?
Stubborn to the core I stay and tried
You left me alone while I cried and cried

Vanity is your sin
Your cross to bear
You always win
You give in to your fear

“I don’t wanna be this way!”
Is what you say
But I do declare
If I may?
You love this shit
You live for it
Alive and well
In a tormented spell
Can’t you tell?

Anguish too!
According to you
What else would you do?

No more shall I wait
I’m done with you
Sorry seems to be the hardest word
Fuck you

Open Discussion #11

Ummmm…Kushite Prince sent me this and asked me, “What happened to India Arie?”

 

India Arie

My answer?

“The pressure of being a dark-skinned, black woman with African features in white Hollywood.”

Guys, do you think the sting of losing the role of Nina Simone to Zoe Saldana pushed her over the edge? And why is it that only black females are targeted? Look at my future husband:

*takes a minute to swoon*

He’s dark, right? And no one is badgering him.

Dear Truthbetold

This arrived in my mailbox from one of my black readers:

“I just had a question. I read something on your blog about this I think and I can’t find it.

I get hit on by a lot of white guys. Not so much black guys. They like the mixed girls or white girls. Not all but many. White guys seem to appreciate me more? They love my hair, skin, eyes, lips everything. They could be just trying to charm me or it could all be lies but I feel more beautiful around them. Yeah it’s a shame. Not too many black guys make me feel beautiful. It’s like they don’t like their own women (again, not all black guys). But ANYWAY, I am kind of dating this one white guy and he is very nice, a gentlemen and very open with how he feels.

I do get paranoid sometimes b/c my mom tells me about back in slavery days how they used to rape and abuse black women. She always tells me to be careful. Even now they only see us as “sexual creatures” nothing more. I remember reading something like this on your blog and hearing about it as well.

What do you think?
Maybe a good blog post as well.
I just hate being paranoid…he’s a nice guy. I just don’t want to feel like an experiment. It’s okay to be curious but I’m not a test subject.” {End letter}

Sadly, this isn’t the first black woman who has admitted to me that she felt that way. Any advice for this young lady? Any thoughts on why the younger generation is headed down this road?

Why The Black Female is Our Last Hope For Black Liberation

“We need black women to take the lead…”   —– Jabari

I had a Spiritual awakening (yes, another one) last week. I saw our young black sisters wearing pants down to their waists, mimicking their boyfriends, and frankly, I became disgusted. I saw our sisters in Asian shops spending hundreds of dollars of rent money and food money for synthetic hair weaves and plastering ammonia and aluminum on their scalps to have the “nice hair” that will make their oppressors more comfortable. I saw our sisters in beauty shops allowing Korean women to pluck their eyebrows and attach fake, acrylic fingernails made with trace amounts of rat poison and manganese so they can have “pretty hands” because they are not happy with the hands that God gave them.

As I wandered around, I became more and more aware that the entire world is waiting for the true revolutionaries to step up to the plate and lead our revolution to freedom. The world is waiting for the one person whose strength and power is limitless. Whose love is so fierce that she will fight to the death for her family’s survival. The world is waiting for the Black Woman to realize her role in this Universe as the Earth Mother, the Creator of life and the knower and seer of all things. The Black Woman is the one who shall lead the masses.

And that’s why she is currently being destroyed.

I’ve advised you to study and understand European His-Story which is built ENTIRELY on the male principle of Yurugu. Inhale their military tactics. Study their xenophobia…even within their own clan. Understand why they are xenophobic. Study their ways of thinking and how they rise to power. Hitler made this excellent and truthful statement to one of his advisers:

“First You Get the Women, Then You’ve Got the Children, So Follow the
Men.

What is taking place in our black homes, black schools and black communities is just a facsimile of the past. Whites never change. Accept that as a fact. Stop making excuses for it. Stop looking for a “good white person” because they do not exist. All whites under their system of white supremacy have one interest only: Their own survival. Once you overstand that, then you will see that the black female is our last hope for survival.

Africans are the only true huemans on this planet. What does that mean? Simply, we have both the male and female principle that lives in all of us. That is why we can be harsh yet loving. Tough yet understanding. Swift yet forgiving. Aggressive and merciless yet soft and yielding. We are nature and soil and air and all other elements that make this planet alive. But…only the female can give life. That makes her and her alone the dominant principle. Evil knows that once the black female has been lead astray from her black man and her black family, all hopes of redemption and survival is lost. That is why she is currently being pushed through the media to date, fornicate and marry out of her race. That is why her natural looks, hair, lips, body type and colouring are under relentless attack. That is why she is being encouraged to abort her baby. Have you ever wondered why when a white woman is pregnant, not only is her pregnancy celebrated but she is revered to the highest degree of womanhood?

Open your eyes.

The black female is demoralized into being a subhuman, sexualized figure. Hitting her is encouraged. Masculinizing her is pushed through “black feminism”, which is rooted is Jewry. That is why she is being given employment opportunities and educational opportunities that were once designed for men. That is why she is being brainwashed to hate her man, her family and herself. And that is why she now sees the white man as her “intellectual partner and saviour.”

Once she has given up and begins to see the black man as her enemy, the black race will be exterminated. This is, of course, all apart of The Plan. What plan is that?

Eugenics.

Black Quotations

Dear Family,

I am writing this post to ask you for a favour.

Please contemplate an original saying or thought.

It must be:

Black oriented

Must appeal to our struggles

Must appeal to our heritage/tribe/clan

Must be have real meaning with no “catchy” phrases

Can be religious or Spiritual or Shamanistic

 

It cannot be:

From MLK.

From Malcolm X.

From Amos.

From Clarke.

From Welsing.

From Fuller.

Or any other black scholar.

It must be yours and your alone.

Why am I asking for this?

You’ll see…

I hope you’ll participate in this exercise. You’re going to love the results when I’m done.

 

Introducing Charmain Franklin: CEO of the Tambo Collection

Born in Jamaica and raised in Toronto, Canada, I founded Tambo Collection in 2006 after becoming disenfranchised with my current occupation as a Registered Nurse in Canada. I began to bead as therapy using African trade beads and natural beads. I gave these beads away as gifts and as time went by, I started selling them at events.. I convinced myself I could do it…   —- Charmain Ceo and Founder of the Tambo Collection

And boy did she ever!

Glass beads

Headwrap

These are just a few of the beautiful, handmade items from this very determined woman’s shop on etsy: http://www.etsy.com/shop/tambocollection

And her own personal website:

http://www.tambocollection.com

Cowry print dress

Back away, ladies. This dress is mine.

Ms. Franklin blew me away with her creativity and design skills and convinced me that all Africans are capable of using our natural God-given gift of imagination to build an empire. She carries headwraps, which is needed to protect our crown (chakra) from evil. She has clothing for children as well as shoes and the much coveted Mudcloth Fabric.

 This business has allowed me to quit Nursing and follow my dreams. I married and moved to New York in 2012. Today I carry not only my unique fashions but I have created the unique ready-made African head wrap called Afri Wrap, a versatile head wrap for those who have trouble tying head wraps. My head wraps come with instructions and as a customer states, “it’s fool proof”. Today, my shop is a mix of African prints, trade beads, supplies and one of a kind African fashions and accessories. A true reflection of my culture and what I love.

Follow Charmain on twitter:

www.twitter.com/africancharisma

And Facebook:

www.facebook.com/tambocollection.charmain

This incredible young woman has words of wisdom for the black family:

I live by the words of the honorable Marcus Garvey: “If you have no confidence of self, then you are twice defeated in the race of life.”

Black family

We are doing everything possible in this fight called independence but we need your support. Please do not buy from the European. We have ALL that you need. But from us and just us. Keep the money in our community and take back what truly belongs to you: Everything.

Introducing: Shaquanda Mattox of Shaquanda ProInc

This young, ambitious African student, not only gets a good grades, but she has her own creative company.

I’m an ambitious young woman trying to make it through school. I go to dccc full time because I am a graphic designer. It’s what I do and what I love. I do it for multiple reasons. One reason is i am hoping my small business will help me pay for school. Another reason would be that I love being creative. I would say i have been in business since December 2nd, 2012, my 18th birthday. I’m working on my LLC even as we speak.

Shaquanda’s Art

http://www.etsy.com/shop/ShaquandaProInc#

Black is beautiful

Not only are graphic designs and art her specialty, but she also creates business cards! If only I had found her 3 months ago, I would have never ordered from a European company! This very talented young woman can help you design any art/creative project you need. Please contact her for more information.

When I took a look at what she has to offer, I thought to myself, “If she’s doing this now, at age 18, can you imagine what she’ll be capable of at 20? At 30?”

Please support her growing efforts at black liberation. When you purchase from us and us only, you build wealth and independence.

Introducing Ajualuv: Store Envy

Ajua

First, have you ever seen a more perfect creature in your life? This very determined and ambitious woman not only has her own company:

And her own blog:
But, she also holds holistic health seminars, group art therapy sessions, promotes healing through crystals and knowledge of our chakras and, if that’s not enough, she will hopefully purchase a building filled with all-natural products to promote African Healing and self-awareness!
Whew!
How does she do all that and find time to sleep?

I am a writer and artist, the eternal student, always learning and growing along my journey, whether in a formal institution or sitting with Mamma Nature.  I hold degrees in the African way of life, Religion, and (man’s) Law from Tufts University, the School of Oriental and African Studies (University of London), and Howard University School of Law.  I was trained in painting and art at the age of 7 by Mr. Joe Pinckney and continued my study of art at programs held at Cornell University and Parsons School of Design.  I am a Reiki Level II practitioner trained at The Reiki School and Clinic in Philadelphia, PA and Holistic Passages in Woodbury, NJ.

My love of travel began at the age of 13 when I travelled to Russia on the People to People Program.  I then lived in Belgium for a year on a Rotary scholarship as a teenager and in England for several years while working for the Africa Centre in Covent Garden.  I have visited over 15 countries.

Currently residing on Power Hill, I spend my days loving my King and building our kingdom, creating in the food laboratory and on canvas, reading and writing about metaphysical wonders, and practicing meditation and spiritual healing.  I continue my studies (both formally and informally) in metaphysical matters, energy healing, herbs, crystals, shamanism, the matrix, and meditation.

I use this blog as an accountability partner, a tool to help me be the woman I want to be at all times.  I write about listening to Mamma Nature and following her guidance on what to cook, cultivate and cleanse — Ajua

I stole a peek at her store, Store Envy and saw this:

Cowry Earrings

You know how I feel about my shells…

Please support this young woman in her quest for black independence! Shop with us and us only!

Confessions of a White Racist: Chronicle Four

“Can I ask you something?”

I looked up into the eyes of my patient. “Yes?”

“Why do you people twist your hair into ropes?”

****rubs temples****

As I contemplated telling my rich, white patient to go fuck herself, I wondered for the umpteenth time why EVERYONE has a fascination with our hair. The question brought me back to my childhood in Ameriklan where white children would ask to touch my hair then call me a Nappy-headed nigger. The Creator gave us spiral waves, in the exact form of hue-man DNA, as a Spiritual antenna to connect with the universe in all Her glory. Our hair, in its natural state, absorbs energies from Nature, animals, the soil and each other. Unfortunately, it also absorbs Demonic forces. These energies are then transmitted to our Chakras:

African Spirit or “Ba”

Which is why you often times “pick up on someone’s vibe.” It is very real and is currently being used to oppress us. That’s why, Black Family, I seldom go out without my head scarf.

Our hair, which is the MOST diversified texture on earth, can be shaped and styled to our liking and in many cultures throughout the diaspora, can represent ceremonial traditions, marriage or even Princedom. These are traits that many emulate and try to pass off as their own invention:

Wannabe

Dreadlocks, also called Natty Dread, locks or ras, are simply left to coil and tangle on their own without the use of combing. As old as time, Moses, Samson and Jesus himself were said to have dreadlocks. The Ras Tafari movement made this style synonymous with their deep connection to God, Nature and reggae music. Today, blacks sport many styles of hair:

Natural Woman

As for my patient, I thought about my mortgage before I replied, “To be one with the Creator.”

She said nothing.

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