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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?

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?

A Message To the Black Family

Hi guys. I’ve been super industrious. I planted so many vegetables and herbs, my mouth is watering thinking about roasting my squash, steaming my spinach and greens with garlic, onions and my seasonings. I planted rosemary, thyme, sweet basil and oregano. My peppermint, a gift from God, has already begun to pop up through the soil by itself. Yesterday while I rested my aching back and blistered hands, I sat in the sun and thought, yet again, about my vision. On Tuesday morning, The Spirit came to me and and told me in plain English…like it was a living, breathing person, a piece of information that made me sit straight up in bed and look around the room.

I know by now that it was NOT my imagination. God was giving me what I asked Her/Him for. Answers. You see, a few years ago, my senses became heightened. I could look at someone and “feel their aura.” I sensed danger, unhappiness, even despair and suicidal thoughts. I kept this to myself lest everyone think me mad. At first, I brushed it off as me being too sensitive as I suffer from mild depression. But then “it”…my feelings kept coming faster and stronger. A voice that was living inside my head was telling me things. Things that I had no damn business knowing. Like my teenage patient who came into the ER with her dad was being sexually abused by him and the mother knew and did nothing. And my co-worker who always looked like she was “on” was secretly a drug addict. Let me tell you, it was not fun.

In fact, my depression deepened as my sensations grew stronger. I don’t know how to explain it but it was as if they needed each other in order for me to function. So I did the best I could to quell it. I began to wrap my hair in a head scarf. It helped if only a little. But, I getting away from my topic at hand. I begged Jah to help me. To give me answers. Clues and exact facts of what’s to come. I meditated and prayed and nagged and nagged this poor man to please just tell me.

So one night he did.

In my dream, I saw myself asleep in my own bed. My eyes opened and I got up, walked over to the window and looked out at the dark, melanin-rich night sky. It was beautiful! Stars as bright as diamonds shining brilliantly…I was bedazzled by them. How close they seemed! As if I could touch one. Then, I AM spoke: “You wanted me to show you what’s to come? Here…” I stared into the night sky and saw the night, literally, open up. The sky parted and fire and smoke came from nowhere. It lit up the Heavens like a birthday cake littered with too many candles. I saw shadows screaming and destruction in ever corner. Death had come to huemanity.

And there I was…just standing there in my nightgown, watching it all. I awoke in terror. Tore off the comforter and sprinted into my kitchen to get some water. In my panic, I nearly tore off my hipbone on the center island not looking where I was going…too scared to look for the light switch. It was many, many minutes that my heartbeat returned back to normal and I could think. Surely it was a dream. After all, why would Jah show me such despair? Oh yeah…ask and you shall receive.

From there, I was given more visions, each one plainer and clear than the last of huemanity’s fate on earth. I stopped asking The Most High for clues. The ones He had given me were plenty and frankly I didn’t want to know anymore. Then, Tuesday morning happened. I spoke about this with my family and we decided that since I’m being watched and I have spies and enemies on my site under the pretext of being a “concerned commenter”, that I should not share this vision.

Not entirely.

I was given a name. A name that I never heard before in my life. The Holy Spirit told me where “it” came from. I looked “it” up and did some research on the internet was startled beyond belief at the plain-as-day facts about this name. Goosepimples littered my flesh as I realized what this could mean. My brother helped by giving me an article he found on the origin and some biblical references regarding “it”. Both he and I are in a state of shock. As I write this, my hands are trembling and I wish to weep for the black race. We are the most important and necessary beings in the universe. That’s why whites never killed us off during slavery.

THEY NEED US TO LIVE. 

Black Family, please hear my words.

Even though some of you will no doubt claim my insanity, ignore me, brush me off and go back to your regular programming, allow me to tell you the truth as best as I know how. What I am about to say is not out of hate or anger or rage at whites. It’s the harsh truth. Many of you will NOT UNDERSTAND, NOT CARE AND WON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY OR DO WITH THIS INFORMATION. SO YOU’LL ACT LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO WHEN SOMEONE TELLS YOU THE TRUTH: YOU’LL TURN ON THEM. At this point, I really don’t care what kinds of names you call me.

Here goes:

White people were put on this planet by an alternate being to destroy it and us. They too are being used by this entity but they do not know it. Due to their innate xenophobia, this entity knows of their intense hatred, envy and fear of Dark Matter. It instills fear of white death in them and they in turn, seek to destroy the one thing that will save their lives. The biggest mistake whites made when the Ice Age was over was continuing to mate with other whites. They should have mated with us (I can see some you saying, “Are you serious, Truth?!”) to become Dark Peoples once again. But they didn’t. That was their downfall.

Now, as Mother Nature would command it, they will perish. But sadly, so will we…if we don’t wake up now! This energy looks for us and taps into our fears and insecurities about ourselves. It then manipulates us by our emotions. Remember him:

Krueger

This was NOT a tall tale or a figment of Mr. Craven’s imagination. He was telling you exactly what was going on.

Black Family, the Devil is real. It is NOT a figment of childhood folklore. It is a real force on this planet that is conjuring up real problems and tribulations for us. The war that we fight daily is not physical despite what you “see” on tel-lie-vision. It is a manufactured reality to trap you in your haze. The real war is Spiritual in nature. This entity wants your spirit, your aura, your soul. It is real. It feeds on melanin.

The only way I can think of right now to combat this is by:

1. Distancing yourself from “The System” as best as you can. What does that mean some of you may ask? If you honestly do not know the answer to that question after ALL my posts, all my explanations, all of our dialogue and all of my warnings, Matari’s warnings, Miss Pam’s warnings, Gat Turner’s warnings, Blackmystory’s warnings, Santified Brother’s warnings and Nmaat’s warnings, then there’s nothing more I can do for you at this point.

2. Mediate daily and strengthen your Spirituality. This is number one!!! I’m not speaking of religion. Religion and Spirituality are two very DIFFERENT things.

3. Know that you will die. There is no way around it. Death is not the final chapter but only the beginning.

4. As HunglikeJesus says, “Let them chips fall where they may.” He was telling the truth all along.

There’s not much more I can give you regarding “fighting” this Evil. We are out-gunned, we have no weapons of mass destruction as we are not intrinsically a destructive peoples and frankly, even if we did, we would not use them. God has given us the ability to understand at a DNA-level that the Universe and all of its creature must co-exist together in order for survival to continue. Unfortunately, not everyone understands this. Well, that’s it, my family. That’s all I can do. Please know that whatever comes, I tried my best to awaken those of us that are receptive to being awake. And know that even though I become frustrated at black people, I love you all. Good luck in your awakening.

I shall resume my planting and meditation now. Enjoy your day.

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