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What Happens When Your “Curve” is Taken Away

 

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Do you remember in school your teacher saying something like this:

“This test was particularly hard so I’ve decided to grade all of you on a curve.”

I do.

What does that mean really?

Well, it means no matter how bad or good your test results were, you were automatically given a 10, 20 or 50 point bonus which elevated your final score. It meant that you were given special treatment to help push you into the next grade or even to help you graduate.

Try to imagine what life would be like if your entire life, from birth to death, was grade on a curve. That meant better paying jobs with little to zero skills, better homes in better neighbourhoods with little to zero down payment, better schools for your children even though they tested poorly or simply did not test at all, better healthcare with little to no insurance, better quality of food, more access to farmer’s markets and overall, a better quality of life.

Now imagine what life is like on the “other side.”

Working twice as hard, having to get more education, having to expend more energy, showing more skills and better quality of developed character only to be deemed half as good.

I ventured out this week and saw a level of white desperation that was so thick, you could cut it with a knife. Desperate to make a sale, whites sold their products to the common man with zealotry. One man talked loudly about how this is the best deal around and no one else has his excellent products.

One white female sat and stewed as no one wanted her “best” produce.

They talked eagerly and frantically, anxiety thick and tension high.

I stood calm and pretended not to take notice as they quibbled about how difficult folks were these days and how they wanted “sumpthin’ fer nuthin.” The products that the tiny black/brown community had were most excellent and highly creative. One Puerto Rican female impressed everyone with her simple but excellent 3D pencil sketches of flowers and wildlife. A black chef had lines so long, I didn’t know where it ended. Everyone was waiting for her grilled Southern/Caribbean/ Mediterranean dishes.

Later, I deftly watched her navigate her way through the crowd asking everyone how the food was. Through full mouths they praised her and she beamed.

 

The white collective, through blinding and crippling racism, excluded us from their social circle. They kept us far from them, unless it suited their needs, and shunned our unique sense of style, tastes and lifestyle choices.

Simply from the sheer need to survive, we built our own business and our creative juices flourished. I saw funky upcycled clothing made from bits and pieces of other clothing, jewelry that looked like it was made from straw and blended foods that meshed well together.

The results were eye catching and highly inventive.

And it made whites look mundane, ordinary and bland.

What do you do when your life was and is based on a curve then one day, you open your eyes and realize you don’t have much to offer in a changing world where your fiercest competitor is your alleged inferior?

What do you do when you witness everyone, including members of your own race, flocking to buy foods, clothing, beauty supplies, jewelry, music and all the flavourful things life has to offer from someone that looks nothing like you?

What do you do when your “inferior” has developed, by your exclusion, an ironclad business and technology sense and a confident sense of self and utilizes it with ease and begins to take your demographic away from you?

You become this:

 

 

This may sound shocking coming from me, but I do understand white rage. But a better terminology may be White Entitlement Dismantlement.

I’m sure it hurts like hell.

It hurts to witness your blandness, your ordinary-ness, your simple-ness. After all, what good is propaganda if it doesn’t stick? What good is mind manipulation if your subordinates won’t buy into it? And perhaps most infuriating of all, if your inferiors are doing well despite all that you’ve thrown at them, it must mean that you are not as superior as you think you are and that you’ve failed.

In the future as more and more whites come to terms with themselves, we’ll witness an unraveling like never before. A massive, Mother of all Mothers Temper Tantrum that will lead to Civil War 2 complete with Martial Law, burning buildings and folks sleeping with loaded guns under their beds. If there’s one thing whites are NOT prepared to do, is lose.

Get Ready.

It’s coming.

 

 

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Dear Diary #8

I’m in NYC this weekend at a three day holiday festival.

The air is warm and enveloping with a mild breeze. Crowds of people pass me by happily munching on whatever homemade deep fried snacks they bought at the festival. As I sit and watch them, I’m reminded of how magnificent the world can be. Lush trees, bright green grass, purple wildflowers with butterflies dancing over them and the smells and sounds of the city. I needed this trip more than I realized and was grateful for it. I’m severely burned out. Sleep toys with me and my anxiety about what is to come is running high.

Nature is changing.

In fact, change is in the air all over the world and I can feel it, smell it, taste it and see it in the passers-by. Black patrons come up to me and before I know what is happening, we’re talking about what the future holds for blacks. We are ALL on the same page but are struggling to find a viable solution for it.

Today, as I was sitting, happily munching on my spinach, three white females came over to my table, smiling and carefree, to inquire about my herbs and my tomatoes. I had been growing them all season and took extreme pride in my crops. I had arranged my herbs in pretty, painted, handmade pottery and my mint medley caught her eye. The scent wavered over to her and she had to come over.

As I told her how my compost was 100% natural and that’s how the herb grew so lush and full, her eyes traveled over my body. My pink dress, my white sandals, my onyx pendant, my natural hair…all of it she devoured. When she reached my eyes, she began to tell me that she was a Reiki Master and frequently charged her jewelry before she wore them.

 

She told me of how she was a “spiritual being having a physical experience” in the limited time the Holy Spirits allowed her to be here and how she intended to “do her part in the healing and learning process.”

“Wow”, I said. “That’s sounds pretty deep.”

“You know, I may not look it but I’m actually Native American descent”, she quipped.  “Wado!”

“Oh? What tribe do you claim?”, I inquired.

“I’m 1/16th Cherokee from my mom’s side”, she claimed proudly. “That’s why my cheekbones are so high.”

As she rattled off about her “Indian Heritage”, a gust of wind blew from the trees and a sudden thought hit me.

Whites stole Economic Power and Political Power from us and devised a stunning reptilian plan to keep the dollar out of our communities. But the power that REALLY counts, the Melaninated Spiritual Throne, remains in our possession. It is our birthright and connection to the Most High Creator. Lately, I’ve met a horrifying amount of whites that:

  1. Claim to really be Ameri-Indian
  2. Claim to be a Reiki “Master” or a Chakra thing-a-ma-jig
  3. Only wish to be “in the spirit” and reject the “physical aspect of life”

 

In fact, they wish with all their might to be removed from their whiteness, while still possessing WHITE PRIVILEGE, that they will become OFFENDED if you call them white.

Why is this happening?

Then it hit me.

The last element of complete domination for the white race, the FINAL ACT of MASTERSHIP of the WORLD, will be to overthrow our connection to Nature/ The Most High and consume our powers completely. Once they have done this, IT WILL BE O-V-E-R.

They overstand, by instinct and by genetics, that Nature is their mortal enemy. After all, as my blogger buddy, Kushite Prince says:

“If the sun hates you, you’re fucked.”

It is this intimate knowledge of their non-existent future that has them claiming to be people of colour but “just white-looking with blonde hair and blue eyes.” Which is a load of horseshit. This is why, all of a sudden, they are reading books, taking art classes, dance lessons and devouring anything and everything that has to do with the Spiritual Aspect of life.

 

 

This is a REAL African Dance class packed with whites.

 

They intend to take it from us by ANY MEANS NECESSARY.

I shudder at the thought for I know just how low they will go.

Then a cloud passes and a bright ray of sunlight beams down on on the street and almost illuminates it and I’m comforted once again. I pick up my book and look at this “Native American” white female before me…

And smile.

 

 

 

 

 

Jade Helm

Still think they’re just playing with us?

 

 

 

I’ve seen them with my own eyes roaming around in my area…and I live on farmland.

Black Family, are you getting prepared?

Blackness Rising: A New Year’s Meditation Ritual

 

 

The year is ending.

The threshold between New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day is a very powerful one. It symbolizes new beginnings and fresh starts. It also symbolizes drastic change. I would advise all Melanin Rich people who wish to fight for our liberation and survival to join me in a prayer/ meditation session on the threshold of 2014 and 2015 (11:59 pm) and make your demands be heard.

For those of you that are “in the know”, 2015 is not only a Shmita year but also the year of 2 blood moons. Many changes are coming to us, The Real Illuminated Ones, and to our planet. War is imminent. We are on the deliberate verge of a major crisis (WW3 and the currency crash) that will change the planet and for better or for worse, we’re going to be here to witness it. When the veil is lifted and white society worldwide learns that they are naught but pawns in the system that they love and cherish, madness and fierce denial will be the end result and they will come for us.

You must remember that whites do not and CANNOT live in reality. That would mean accepting their role as a willing societal monster. By deflecting the blame on the victim rather than look at the brutality that dwells within them, they will continue to brutalize us until we are no more.

Now is not the time to make excuses.

Now is not the time to pretend that all is well and you have “no idea what I’m talking about.”

 

It is the time to take a stand and fight for your people, your family and your children’s future. The next black man, woman or child that lays in a pool of blood may be yours. Make no mistake about it. They are coming for us and they have the gleeful help of other countries who wish to capitalize off of the riches (melanin) of Africans.

“White people’s capacity for evil is not in their past, it’s in their future.” ~ Dr. Kambon

Did you read that correctly and absorb it or just gloss over it because I’m tired of trying to convince the most creative, Spiritually in-tuned people on earth that they are NEVER going to stop what they’re doing until you, and everyone else that looks like you, is dead. Understand?

DEAD.

A parasite will keep its host alive for as long as the host serves a purpose. When that purpose is fulfilled, the parasite ultimately kills the host.

Period.

Ebola. Aids. Chagas. Chikungunya disease. ALL race-specific bio-weapons made by Gates and his good ‘ole boys at the CDC aimed at Melanin.

Accept it.

Hurricane Katrina, the earthquake in Haiti and a slew of murderous rampages should have awakened us to the cold, hard truth about what and who we are dealing with.

 

1. White entities (because I truly have no idea what the fuck they are) have an inborn, genetically programmed, predisposition for blood lust. Until this day, they enjoy bloody meat. Ever hear them ordering a steak at a restaurant? Then you know I’m not lying. 

2. The two races will NEVER co-exist in peace as we are opposing forces in Nature.

3. The only way to stop a psychopath from killing is to destroy it. Did you notice I said “it”? Because to be hueman, you must have compassion given to you by God.

4. White entities pass on, through their DNA, a raw, bitter, envious, murderous hatred of anything Melanin-Rich. It is in their very nature to be cruel, violent, aggressive and destructive towards us and they will NEVER change.

5. They are the only race on Earth that, until this day as I write this, have no tangible idea where they came from and it drives them mad.

6. Jordan Maxwell, a white (crytpo) Jew, told the entire world in one of his lectures that the white man will “rather blow the entire planet into smithereens then give up their stolen power.”

My grandmother and my mother both have a saying that’s stuck with me my whole life:

“When fish come out of the water and tell you that the water is deep, you need to believe them.”

I told you months ago that entities walk the planet in humanoid form. Can’t you see and sense it? Can’t you feel that beneath the cold, gelatinous stare of their eyes lies pure unadulterated evil? They can not help themselves as they are defective by Nature. Stop making excuses for them such as “they were bought up in an icy environment” and “racism is taught.”

No.

From the moment these humanoids were created, EVERYWHERE they’ve gone they’ve caused death, disease and destruction.

And now, with all the major universal changes happening all over the world, they know that their time is running out. And that makes them DESPERATE. How do I know this?

Because this is the next step of their de-volution. Trans-humanism. Let me ask you a question:

If God created all divine things in HIS/HER image, then why the fuck would you need a computer hooked into your central system to survive?

By the way, have you seen these movies yet?

1. I Am Legend

2. They Live

3. The Descent

4. The Purge

All are classified under horror/ Sci-Fi but tell the “wink, wink” truth. Please see these movies and take notes.

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Things you will need for this Melanin-Powered Session:

1. A table/ box/ bench or any object that you can use as an altar:

As you can see, even the most basic rock(s) can be used as a meditation space depending on your deity.

2. A glass of clean drinking water.

3. A small gift of appreciation, thanks and respect in advance. After all, it is you that needs the help, not the other way around. What makes a good gift? A flower. A piece of fruit. A tiny but pretty seashell that reminds you of your deity. It’s not the size or the currency amount. It’s the thought.

4. A candle.

Arrange your altar the way it feels “right” to you and, on the threshold of New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day, light the candle and make your wish. Speak it out loud! Use the power in your Throat Chakra. Make your demands to Earth. Speak it from the heart and soul. And then, perhaps the hardest part, detach it from your mind.

When I spoke to the stars last month asking the planet to ease our suffering and even the playing field a bit, I heard from a blogger friend of mine that mudslides obliterated new, luxury homes that were built on indigenous land in parts of northern California and took the lives of the Beast with them.

Then another colleague of mine told me that birds are attacking aeroplanes carrying the enemy with such brutal force, they are forced to land or crash. And finally, the rates of melanoma have skyrocketed among the Children of the Serpent. Special thanks to our brethren who commanded the Sun of Ra to smite the Beast.

If you still doubt our power, remove your doubt and believe that this is real.

I recently read 2 very disturbing articles via email from a buddy in NY:

1. The enemy is threatening native Hawaiians (Melaninites) with Monsanto’s cancerous foods and seeds and trying to run the people off of their own land.

2. In addition to Ebola, there is a new man-made disease in the islands and South America: Chikungunya disease. My own family told me this disease has utterly ravaged parts of their communities. The islands, like Africa, are rich in silver, copper, platinum, abalone and conch (to make jewelry) and OIL. Yes…I said oil. Ever wonder why they’re down there in the heat of the blazing sun? To steal my ancestors wealth.

On the threshold of 2014-2015, I shall use my power to run the invaders off our land and awaken my people. My power, which grows stronger and more forceful each day, is waiting to be unleashed. When it finally happens, I will summon my Spiritual Father, Nat Turner, my Spiritual Brother, Khalid Muhammad, my Spiritual Mother, Queen Nzinga, my Spiritual Sister, Queen Nanny of the Maroons, and my Spiritual Uncle, François-Dominique Toussaint Louverture, for help in exterminating the biggest threat to Huemanity the world has ever known.

For our fallen sisters and brothers in Louisiana and Haiti where the enemy is currently building billion dollar luxury homes, high rises and hotels, expect a “tragic” accident to occur to the land invaders as they live off the blood of the Melanin Rich.  In North America where billions of blacks died at the hands of evil so whites can prosper, I’ll ask them to stealthily hunt down the beast and kill it.

Expect more sinkholes, fires, earthquakes, plane crashes, SUICIDES, animal attacks and “mysterious” deaths, like Sudden Infant Death Syndrome and Non-Specific Ovarian Failure. Do you really believe the high rates of cancer on Long and Staten Island is just a mere coincidence?

I do hope the enemy is reading this…your days are numbered.

 

What will you wish for, Black family?

To hold hands with your enemy and sing?

To pretend that “one day, they’ll see the light and change?”

They can’t see the light lest it burn their asses.

Will you fight back or simply wait to be killed?

The choice is yours.

Reblog this article and pass it on to those who wish to join me.

It is time.

 

 

Questions

I’m back from my little break and I must admit, it felt good. I focused on some things that were being neglected and got my “center” back. Next time, I won’t wait til I’m feeling overwhelmed to take a break from it all. You know, as I reread my past posts, I can see where I’ve grown, where I’ve changed completely and what needs to be changed. My personal quest for “Knowledge of Self” begins with the one person capable of making that happen:

Me.

When I awakened, finally, I was in a Chinese Food restaurant being quietly ignored and insulted. As I went home and chomped on my sesame chicken and fried rice, for some reason, the food didn’t taste as good. In fact, I realized that I wasn’t hungry anymore. It took that microaggression, one of many throughout my life, for me to have that “aha” moment. Since then, I’ve had thousands, if not millions of “aha” moments. One of my revelations came in the form of a question. I’ve been asking myself this question throughout the years and every time the answer has more or less remained the same.

Before I ask you, African Peoples of God, these questions, allow me to say that I needed this time off for a multitude of reasons. To focus. To talk to God. To clean. To sleep. And to heal. I was burnt out and both my mind and body were paying the price. I awoke this morning early and decided to catch up on my readers comments. I was eager to hear what you had to say in my absence regarding the last few posts. I quietly read and reread your thoughts…

I’d like this thread to be an open, rich, honest, introspective, adult dialogue. I’d like us to be frank with ourselves and admit certain truths regarding our situation. Booker T Coleman once said, “I know who put me in the box. The question is, ‘What am I doing to get myself out of the box’?” With that in mind, here are my simple questions. I hope you will all participate as honestly as you can.

1. What purpose do you have on this planet?

2. What have you done lately to achieve that purpose?

I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Black Business Owners Beware

Growing up in NYC, I saw hundreds, if not thousands, of black owned businesses in Manhattan, Brooklyn, Queens and the Bronx. We were doing so well with our little shops, we even managed to somehow own thrift stores, beauty parlors and spice shops in the ultra racist area of Long Island’s south side and Staten Island. The overwhelming majority of black business owners in Brooklyn were islanders and Africans.

I watched, with bewilderment, as our shops, one by one, went belly up. Thriving clothing stores and Jamaican restaurants that sold every last bite of food just suddenly shut down. Rumours of Giuliani and his henchmen floated around but, of course, nothing was ever confirmed.

For all aspiring black business owners and those that already have physical businesses (shops), please watch this short clip and know that this could easily happen to you…especially if your company is doing well.

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 Conversation We Need to Have Part 3

I’ve been wondering about a few things lately, especially with the erratic weather patterns we’ve been experiencing. I’m going to allow white people to comment on this thread ONLY because I have a few questions for you. They are not hard questions but they do require honesty. Please note: If you say one thing, ONE thing, against my family in anyway, I’ll ban you permanently. This will be an adult discussion but it shall be a respectful one. I hope I’m making myself clear.

Here are my questions:

Are you sorry for what you and your ancestors have done and continue to do to my people?

Do you feel even the slightest ounce of guilt or sadness?

Are you worried about your soul and what may happen to you when you die?

I await your response.

To my black readers, please allow them to answer and feel free to ask any questions you wish. I’d like this to be an open ADULT dialogue.

The Zimmerman Experiment

Honorary White Man George Zimmerman

Hitler conducted many experiments throughout his planned and permitted rise to power. The Khazars, once deemed subhuman, were given the highest level of success and integration before their extermination. They were made to feel as though they were fully accepted within the Aryan Race and intermarried freely. During the occupation, multiple experiments were carried out just to see the reaction of the masses.

Wearing the Jewish Star as an identifier:

And mandatory vaccines and blood/ DNA tests quickly come to mind. Studying Hitler and his “secret” ally, Prescott Bush, has given me a new understanding of Sun Tzu’s The Art of War. History repeats itself over and over again because Hitler called it:

“Luckily for us, the masses do not think.”

Social experiments have been played out via the Jewish media propaganda machine as a way to closely watch our responses, read our thoughts via blogs, tweets and text messages and to have a full understanding of exactly WHO their target audience really is. It is my innerstanding that black people, since the dawn of creation, have been at the forefront of white people’s thoughts since the day they laid eyes on us.

Zimmerman, a Masonic Jew, conducted a social and esoteric experiment for the world to see. The one officer, from the very beginning, who claimed OUTRIGHT that he did not believe a word of Zimmerman’s story, was quickly removed from the crime scene and, in the fashion of the occult, disappeared from the face of the Earth never to be heard from again. Jews, Charles Manson and Bernie Goetz:

Also conducted “experiments” which, for the most part, failed to bring desired results. Last night, whilst relaxing with a cup of tea, The Creator, in Her/ His Imminent Glory, gave me a “flash” of reality. I saw an image of Zimmerman grinning with his father. When his father looked up, his eyes “changed”. The media would like us to riot, burn down and essentially rip each other in half. They would like us to venture into new “riot territory” and bring our 500-year-worth anguish into WHITE suburbia. They want us to stew in the same rage as the King and Till murder. They want our melanin power to become so potent with cortisol-induced anger, that we’ll take it to the streets and unleash ourselves. Then…without warning, they’ll have no choice but to bring another experiment, The Boston Bombing aka Martial Law, into full effect.

Zimmerman’s planned murder of a young melanin-rich boy and staged acquittal is leading us into another Black Holocaust. Now that his PERMITTED freedom has been viewed all over the globe, yes…people from other countries do watch AmeriKlan tel-lie-vision, what simple message does that send to ANYONE of ANY race regarding black life?

That black life is worthless. That black people are worthless. That you can shoot ANY black person for any reason, for any offense, real or imagined, and GET AWAY WITH IT.

What message does that send to us?

That anyone, anywhere can now claim “self-defense”, and kill our mothers, our grandmas, our 2 year old nephews or us in the name of “protecting white life.” This experiment, which was televised and blown up on purpose, was not done for naught. It was done as yet another way to push forth a White Supremacist Agenda. What is the name of that agenda?

Eugenics.

Wet Goddess

The Goddess Herself

Last night I was on the phone with a blogger buddy of mine. As she surfed the web, she said suddenly, “Truth, have you ever heard of Wet Goddess?” “Wet what?” was my response. “Wet Goddess. It’s a book where a white man has an affair with a dolphin.”

(silence)

“Get the fuck outta here”, was all I could say.

She laughed.

I suddenly had the imagery of a naked man lying underneath (or on top) a 700 pound dolphin and I giggled out loud. Then I got serious. “Why?”

“Why..what? Sex a dolphin? ‘Cause that’s how they do.”

Malcolm Brenner, now in his 60’s, wrote Wet Goddess, a book that chronicled his nine month sexual affair with a dolphin called Dolly. Brenner claimed that his fling with Dolly began in his 20’s when he was a sophomore New College of Florida in Sarasota. A writer hired Brenner to take photographs for a children’s book about the dolphin show at an amusement park. He was given free access to the park and introduced to the staff. Initially, “she became more and more aggressive,” said Brenner, who lives in Punta Gorda, Fla. “She would thrust herself against me.” Brenner claims that the mammal courted him.

“I found that extraordinarily erotic,” Brenner said. “It’s like being with a tiger or a bear. This is an animal that could kill you in two seconds if it wanted to. Some people find it hard to imagine that I wasn’t abusing the animal,” Brenner said. “They didn’t see me interacting with the dolphin. They weren’t there. These creatures basically have free will. What is repulsive about a relationship where both partners feel and express love for each other?” Brenner asked. “I know what I’m talking about here because after we made love, the dolphin put her snout on my shoulder, embraced me with her flippers and we stared into each others’ eyes for about a minute.”

Brenner said he might consider another relationship with a dolphin in the future.

“Under the right circumstances I would if I had the energy for it,” Brenner said. “I’m 40 years older now.”

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I bet you’re wondering why I wrote this post.

Illusion is all apart of the system of white supremacy. When we begin to see these “people” for who and what they are, right from their own lips, we begin to remove that shroud of omnipotence. Beastiality has been apart of European culture since the dawn of time. Syphilis is evidence of that. See who and what you’re dealing with beneath that leather bound briefcase and those 300 dollar wingtip shoes. Beneath that home with the white picket fence and that position that draws awe and undue respect.

See the enemy…and fear not for they are just an illusion.

(Thanks Kemetia for telling me about this)

Finish This Sentence #6

Zimmerman Loses Bid to Delay Trial (ABC News)

Only in AmeriKlan…”
I’ll go first:
Only in AmeriKlan, can you kill an unharmed black person on tape and have the crime covered up, supported and defended by white supremacy.
Your turn…

Open Discussion #14

Guys, I need the next few days off. I’m working on a few things. I’ve decided to get back into my crafting: Home made Thank You Cards

I’m making handmade “Thank You” cards for my customers who buy my products. I feel that a personal touch makes the world of difference! I used to LOVE arts and crafts as a child, cutting out paper snowflakes, making origami and homemade birthday cards. Isn’t it funny how we fall away from things as we get older and life becomes “serious?” I urge you to get back to your creativity. It is very soothing.

Since, I no longer watch TV or movies (unless someone really recommends something), my garden, cooking, shop, (soon-to-be) canning and other things, besides family, of course, takes up A LOT of my time.

I’ve been getting into fights lately with the critters that LOVE my garden. You know, I wonder if it’s my aura that draws them in? Yesterday, a bird cursed me out when I told her to step away from my blueberry bush:

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The flowers, they become the fruit, are already beginning to pop out and I think she can smell them. Last year, my family and I were salivating thinking about fresh blueberry buttermilk pancakes. The bird called her entire family over to my yard and ate the whole thing!! She left me one stinking blueberry then had the nerve to come back for my spinach. Well, I really let her have it while my mom laughed at me.

My peppermint, you know I gotta have my mint, right, is coming up NICELY!

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Hmmmmm…..I can almost taste fresh iced peppermint tea with a lemon wedge now! *sigh* My brother steals it, by the way, and pretends he “doesn’t know what happened.” Two weeks ago, a rabbit caught sight of my spinach.

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This hoochie mama brought her children over and tried to climb my steps to feast on my budding spinach! I grow it in big containers to keep the deer and wild turkey away, but noooooooooooo…..she had to take it one step further. I yelled and waved my shovel at her and she just looked at me like I was crazy. Isn’t it a crying shame that I can’t enjoy the fruits of my labour because of Bugs Bunny? Anyways, I have a lot of work to do with my gardening and crafts…and trying to keep critters away from my food.

Enjoy this open thread.

Blacks and Health: The Natural Way to Heal #13

Turmeric

I come from the land of curry. Curry chicken, curry goat, roti…you name it, islanders love curry. This  plant is actually a member of the ginger family and has such intense anti-inflammatory properties, it rivals cayenne pepper!

The active ingredient in this life-saving plant is “curcumin” and it gives off a slightly mustard-y smell. Did you know that North Africans used this spice to dye clothing? The brightly coloured gowns they wore were tinted with this plant.

I remember growing up with the delicious scent of curry wafting through our house as my mom prepared dish after dish of curry-laden meals. Not only is turmeric an excellent additive to boost the flavour of foods, but its medicinal properties are stellar.

Turmeric:

Fights cancer, like garlic

Fights infections, like peppermint (don’t get me started on peppermint)

Kills acne-causing bacteria, like Tea Tree Oil

Helps with digestion, like ginger

Lowers bad cholesterol, like garlic and vinegar

Helps with joint pain, like cayenne pepper

Every black household should have turmeric stashed away for medical emergencies. Please use the power of Mother Nature to heal yourselves and reverse disease. When, not if, but when the pharmacies close their doors, you’ll need alternative medicines to survive. 
Next article: Oregano

The Conversation We Need to Have Part 2

“If I were in charge of everything, like whites are…you know? I would never treat them the way they treat us.” That was the statement uttered by my friend, X. Her boyfriend, however, has expressed a Nat Turner-like revenge killing spree.

Then, a few of my commenters have expressed, quite openly, that “perhaps we would do the same things that whites have done. After all, who would want to give up their luxury and privilege?”

Dr. Muhammad was murdered because of his threat. What threat was that? The one J. Edgar Hoover was deathly afraid of: The Rise of the Black Messiah. I’ve sat long and hard about this controversial topic. I’ve discussed it privately and with all honestly, where do you draw the line between justice and revenge?

Are they one and the same?

Would God/Jah/Allah/Elohim/Yahweh/Amun-RA approve?

I wondered if I had the soul to do it.

May I let you in on a little secret the Holy Creator shared with me?

White people wonder that EVERY.DAMN.DAY. That is the root of their fear.

So what do you think?

If you, Blackman/Blackwoman had the power, the real power to do as you wished, would you treat whites the way that they have and CONTINUE to treat us?

Healthcare’s Dirty Little Secret

Feeling sick?

Have a cough?

Maybe herb tea and rest is in order and not a trip to the ER. Why? Because doctors are intentionally withholding information on your health and your prescriptions in order to get you sicker so you’ll keep coming back for more “treatment.”

When I traveled with my agency, I met almost every specialist known to man. What I never knew or suspected was an alliance between the medical doctors, the hospitals and the pharmaceutical and insurance companies. Doctors, in their greed, took bribes from Big Pharma to endorse a certain medicine that would cause other medical problems (known in the medical world as an adverse effect), and for their allegiance and silence, they are given eye-popping sums of cash, tickets to the Knicks game and even automobiles.

I remember once when I was in the south, a patient came in with a bad case of wet gangrene. Whilst examining her, I knew immediately that a line of demarcation would be in order for her…we could not save the foot. I gazed at her belly and the way the rolls a fat lapped over her pants and knew instantly that her diet was the cause of her arterial blockage. I also smelled the faint scent of tobacco in her hair. Being in the medical field for 11 years taught me to be gentle with all inquiries on a patients diet. I was shocked when she admitted, almost sheepishly, that she loves Twix bars and eats them with each meal followed by Sunkist orange soda. As if to prove her point, she reached into her pocketbook and pulled out a “fun-size” bar of Twix and offered me one.

I tried to educate with a tender voice on carbohydrates and how the body turns potatoes and rice into sugar but was interrupted by a furious surgeon. He demanded to know what gave me the right to educate his patient on proper nutrition.

He took me into the corner and, nostrils blazing, chewed me out. Stunned by his fury and needing my paycheck, I resisted the urge to scream in his face about how it was his duty to educate his patient on all aspects of good health and he was an embarrassment to the oath. He quieted down to speak to his patient on prosthetics by a manufacturer he partnered with. He never explained to her about proper eating habits nor did he request a Nutritionist to educate her. She just sat there and never asked any questions. This wasn’t the first time I witnessed a doctor intentionally withholding information from patients. In fact, the poorer and “simpler” you appear, the more information was withheld. For blacks, the treatment was atrocious. I should know. I was a patient once in my own hospital and the experience left me scarred.

At my current hospital, a doctor was arrested for Medicare fraud. He used dead patient’s social security numbers to bill for Medicare…and was successful for many years til he got greedy and got caught.

My reasons for writing this post is simple.

Blacks are at risk for diabetes, depression, drug use and abuse and high blood pressure. Living in this society where all areas of life are stacked against you and information is cleverly hidden from you, it is no wonder why we are at risk for all ailments. Knowing how to eat and using the power of herbs will save you from a doctor’s greed and negligence, a pharmaceutical company’s dishonesty and the apathy of the insurance companies. They usually work together behind the scenes to take advantage of our ignorance. 

I’ve comprised a simple list of our most common ailments and their herbal counterparts. Please use them and rediscover the power of Mother Nature:

If you have:

1. Pain, instead of aspirin or Tylenol, use Cayenne Pepper or Ginger

2. Bad/ High Cholesterol, instead of Lipitor, use Garlic or Black Tea

3. High Blood Pressure, instead of Calan or Analapril, use Garlic, Green Tea, Sweet Potatoes

4. Diabetes, instead of glucophage, use Cinnamon or Garlic

5. Anxiety, instead of Zoloft or Prozac, use Peppermint or Lavender

6. Insomnia, instead of Lunesta, use Chamomile or Vanilla

My Vision

I’ve been meditating more than usual lately. In fact, almost nightly I speak to the Most High and meditate on answers. My fear of this “gift” I’ve inherited is slowing disappearing. Yesterday after I watered my seedlings and worked around the yard, I felt the effects of the hot sun at last. Thirsty and sunkissed, I came inside. Without realizing it, I must have fallen asleep. I saw, in my dream, myself on the phone talking to a blogger buddy of mine. Her voice was clear, “Truth, do you believe in alchemy?”

“Alchemy? Yes…it’s very real. Alchemy is what Evil is using to keep us down and asleep.”

Suddenly I seemed to know everything about words and the power they have to cast spells. As I rattled away with my new found knowledge, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a bird perched on my credenza in the living room. The bird seemed to have been there for a very long time but for some reason, I never noticed it. It was no ordinary bird. It had the head of an owl and two huge black eyes as big as my dinner plates with a hueman mouth. Pretty, red feathers adorned its belly and it’s claws resembled a dragon. My friend was listening intently to my explanations when, out of nowhere, I sat up, looked directly at the bird-owl in slow motion and realized that it was real. It was watching over all of us simultaneously but it seemed to be just in my house. Then I spoke to it:

“You know I can see you, right? I know you are there. I see you. You’re not invisible. I can see you.”

The animal cocked it huge head to one side and made no move. So I repeated my statement, “I see you!” In complete and total shock, the bird opened its eyes to an abnormal width and height and its hueman mouth formed a surprised “O”. Its perfectly arched eyebrows rose in alarm. I spoke again feeling the power of Our Lord, “I belong to Christ and I can see you!”

It lifted its feathers, flapped its wings in indignation and disappeared.

My friend on the phone did not seem to suspect anything nor did she hear the exchange between the bird and myself. It’s as though I was the only one that knew. I snapped out of my trance only to realize that my eyes were open…I saw what I saw with open eyes. When I spoke to Dr. Bey, she told me how Europeans have been in Africa, the islands and in Haiti studying us for centuries. She told me that the military has been working on a branch of PsyOps (psychological operations) that deal just in telepathy. Credo Mutwa has even spoken of how the European would bypass the oil and diamond mines for one visit with a shaman. And Dr. Anderson’s wife, Joann, told me that once upon a time we were able to communicate with our minds like Charles Xavier from X-Men.

It is surely no coincidence that every scholar I’ve been fortunate enough to speak with has uttered the word “Alchemy” or “Shamanism” in some variation. It is my firm belief that the reason why we cannot wake up as a race is because of what has been done to us on a metaphysical level.

Our Chakras are under constant attack with the food, chemicals in the air, the music we listen to, tel-lie-vision and our inability to release our lower carnal self. Tell me your thoughts on this newest vision of mine. Do you think some kind of planetary spell is at play? And why are some of us more susceptible to it than others?

AmeriKlan’s New Colonizers

Americanese

Amos Wilson warned blacks decades ago to “get ourselves together” before the Chinese colonized this country. He spoke earnestly of their technologies, their ruthless ambition and their goal to become a super-powerful global ruler. He said, and I quote, “If you think whites are bad, the Asians have NO historical ties of guilt. They’ll be even more ruthless towards us…”

When I took a quick look around my house, my lamp, oven, socks and various electronics are made in China. Food that we buy is made in China. Even construction material, like nails and insulation, is made in China. Last year, we gave China 1/2 of a TRILLION dollars. They are also the largest gold producers in the world and we are in debt to them.

Chinese investors known as “Sino-Michigan Properties” has brought over 200 acres of land in the state of Michigan and are increasingly moving their operations into other parts of the United States itself, like NYC, Ohio and Pennsylvania to name a few. When my cousin went home to check on his business, he told me that the Chinese are buying hundreds of acres of fertile land, beaches, sugar cane plantations and building restaurants, stores and spice markets by the dozens. Meanwhile, farmers and construction workers “can’t seem to pay their bills or find work.” (His words)

We have seen proposals in the past for “tech zones,” where Chinese companies could establish operations to increase their level of competitiveness in bidding for American contracts. With this increased access to the U.S. and a ready flow of capital from back home, there is a very real possibility that these individuals could drive American companies out of business. This would include residential housing units, commercial units, and manufacturing.

Since I’ve been writing for some time about how the Divided Snakes govern-Nazi gives ALL other races free grants to open businesses in our neighbourhoods and spies on us to make sure we’re not progressing too far, what do you think will be the impact on Africans as a whole? Do you think once white people realize that they are now being shoved into 2nd place and must work for someone who looks nothing like them and comply to their rules and regulations, they’ll understand, finally, how we feel? And lastly, how far must we fall before we finally band together as one race?

I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Black Hair and Asian Domination: A Strategy to Destroy Black Ownership

After I saw this video, my first reaction was anger. I know how they feel. Then after I calmed down and thought to myself how EVERY group targets us because we are determined to be eternal consumers, not providers, I sat back and realized that we have not one person to blame but ourselves.

White Poison in the Black Diet

In 1957, Dr. William Coda Martin tried to answer the question:

When is a food a food and when is it a poison?

His working definition of “poison” was: “Medically: Any substance applied to the body, ingested or developed within the body, which causes or may cause disease. Physically: Any substance which inhibits the activity of a catalyst which is a minor substance, chemical or enzyme that activates a reaction.” The dictionary gives an even broader definition for “poison”: “to exert a harmful influence on, or to pervert”.

Refined Sugar

Dr. Martin classified refined sugar as a poison because it has been depleted of its life forces, vitamins and minerals. “What is left consists of pure, refined carbohydrates. The body cannot utilize this refined starch and carbohydrate unless the depleted proteins, vitamins and minerals are present.

Refined sugar is lethal when ingested by humans because it provides only that which nutritionists describe as “empty” or “naked” calories. It lacks the natural minerals which are present in the sugar beet or cane.

In addition, sugar is worse than nothing because it drains and leaches the body of precious vitamins and minerals through the demand its digestion, detoxification and elimination makes upon one’s entire system. So essential is balance to our bodies that we have many ways to provide against the sudden shock of a heavy intake of sugar.

Sugar taken every day produces a continuously over-acid condition, and more and more minerals are required from deep in the body in the attempt to rectify the imbalance. Finally, in order to protect the blood, so much calcium is taken from the bones and teeth that decay and general weakening begin. Excess sugar eventually affects every organ in the body. Initially, it is stored in the liver in the form of glucose (glycogen). Since the liver’s capacity is limited, a daily intake of refined sugar (above the required amount of natural sugar) soon makes the liver expand like a balloon. When the liver is filled to its maximum capacity, the excess glycogen is returned to the blood in the form of fatty acids. These are taken to every part of the body and stored in the most inactive areas: the belly, the buttocks, the breasts and the thighs.


This article is extracted and edited from the book, Sugar Blues, © 1975 by William Dufty. The book was first published by the Chilton Book Company, Padnor, PA, USA. Warner Books, Inc., NY, published an edition in 1976 and reissued it in April 1993.

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Dear Black Family

In the islands/ South America, we grow natural raw sugar cane.

Sugar cane plantation

We used to chop it down and eat it raw. Many of us, like my mom and aunts, used brown sugar to make homemade coconut candies called “Drops.” Our most popular candy, Busta, was made with real ginger, molasses and other spices. We gobbled up this dark, sweet sticky goodness like the world was coming to an end. We never got sick, had depression or got cavities. We intrinsically understood that natural ingredients, eaten raw, was never a threat to our health. In fact, the Rastas would chew on a piece of tree bark that would clean their teeth. Coming to AmeriKlan and eating white sugar gave our system quite a shock! Trips to the dentist soon followed and feelings of “uneasiness.”

When I learned just how detrimental white sugar was to the African, I was shocked. But sadly, I was  an addict. Nerds, Sugar Daddies, Gummy worms, Swedish Fish and my most vicious enemy, Peppermint Puffs, were inhaled by my lust for white sugar. The more I ate, the more I craved. It was soon followed by a “crash” where it all caught up with me and I needed to lie down.

My introduction into medicine gave me insight into how the foods that are placed in black neighbourhoods are packed with sugar! Everywhere we looked, sugar was all around us…in drinks, hot dogs, even potato chips. Remember the candy vending machines in school? Remember how we lined up for the sweetness immediately after we ate their salt-laden, fat-filled, frozen foods? It’s a miracle we even lived to be 20.

The chemists that plotted our demise knew that sugar, depleted of its nutrition, would react poorly with melanin. After all, a drug CANNOT be a drug if it doesn’t react with melanin!!! Ever wonder why they always test on white lab rats? It’s to see how it will react with the general population. Sugar in blacks causes:

Depression

Lethargy

Insomnia

Obesity

Diabetes Mellitus (pancreas)

Diabetes Insipidus (the kidneys)

Nervousness

The list goes on and on. I remember when raw, undiluted sugar cane was easily available and cheap in stores. Now, it’s expensive and hard to find. The system has intentionally taken away every and all available tools that will aid us in good health and recovery. Please educate yourself on the dangers of white sugar and if possible, use natural fruits as a sweetener.

Tip: I used to sprinkle sugar in my oatmeal. Now I cut up a ripe banana and mix it in my unsweetened cereal. Yum! Now I get fiber and potassium.

My 300th Post

I realized that this post will be my 300th post! I started out my posts trying to innerstand this mad world and ended up creating something I never dreamed of: A cyber African family. I’m so grateful for all of you that have found my energy and permeated me with your insightfulness, your thoughts, your opinions, your stories, your help and your support. In the beginning I felt as if I was drowning. I was in a tumultuous spot in my life and needed an outlet. I went back to my first love, writing, and found refuge.

The funny thing about life is looking back and seeing where you came from, what sparked your change and what road you decided to travel. I was lucky. I had my awakening in a Chinese take-out restaurant and from there I couldn’t look back even if I tried. I began to notice things that I never knew were there before. Like how ALL black neighbourhoods:

Have a check cashing place

A fast food/ fried chicken joint

A liquor/ cigarette shop

A dirty laundromat

A hair care/wig shop owned by people who look nothing like us

No fresh greens/ organic food shops

A pawn shop

And a medical clinic that you would not bring your gerbil to

Jah gave me the ability to “see” past the lies, temptations and the fogginess at this precise moment because it was simply my time. I finally overstand that now. I’m grateful for the pain, the sorrow, the tears, the sleepless nights, the feelings of hopelessness because it prompted me to try and do better. Without my journey of near madness, I would have never been able to know who my enemy is, why he is here, why I am here and what needs to be done.

May I admit a secret?

A month ago, I was getting ready to go out. I glanced in the mirror and The Spirit told me to stop cutting my hair. The glance became a hard stare and I saw myself as a Ras; my head and shoulders covered with long, thick insane-looking hair cascading past my back. I almost didn’t recognize myself but it was indeed me. I saw my own vision of what I will become. I no longer question anything The Great Spirit tells me so I immediately gathered my shearers and put them in my cubby.

I’m awaiting more “instructions” from Her. As I grow, I feel more fulfilled. Funny thing is, the more I awaken from my sleep, the more I disconnect from this reality. The more I disconnect from this reality, the more I can spot the lies and half-truths and figure out why I am being mislead and how to counter it.

I hope that this journey has been/ will be fulfilling for all of you. Tell me, what have you learned from your journey into awakening? What areas do you feel you need to work on?

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