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Goku #bookofObu #photography #cat
Goku #bookofObu #photography #cat
Goku #bookofObu #photography #cat
“The moment you find, accept then travel on your god-path (following your heart)...”
The moment you find, accept then travel on your god-path (following your heart), first of all there is no turning back, period. Secondly, people you once knew will gradually begin to distance themselves— the social interaction from these individuals will fade, and the once friendly conversation will turn into talk behind your back. The reason for the distance often being, people think you've lost your mind— they'll say things like “he/she must be going crazy”, or they're not the same person etc., then after their observations, often they'll pass judgment in the form of a suggestion that rings like: “why don't X do Z" or “if I was X I'll do Z". • Side note: that's the difference between criticisms/gossip and constructive advice— don't throw out suggestions and criticize someone behind their back; if you're so concerned about the person and if you're woman or man enough— reach out to them, see where their head is, find out what their needs are, see if they're well. After all of that, then see if your “constructive criticism" is warranted, then back your suggestions with possible solutions. What you say behind my back (be it positive or negative) instead of to my heart— has no merit, no value, no impact, no effect, no power. Let's proceed. You can't blame these people because, when you're truly committed to the Way you must lose your mind, and you will without a shadow of a doubt “change”. You must lose the mind of small thinking, the mind of fear and limitation, rising above your mental and spiritual confines. Yes you must “lose it" in order to find something greater. When you're walking your path, you can't do what others who are not committed to the Way do, you can't move like they move— how you move won't make sense to them, because they can't see what you see, they can't feel what you feel and they don't believe like you believe. All they know is the vapid, pre-contructed routine that has been recycled and fed to them by a godless system. Like I always say, you can't travel a spiritual path using a practical GPS, and you can't see a divine vision using your two eyse. The Great Spirit doesn't operate according to the logic of man. I know people talk, that's all people can do is talk. That's why when I convene with the Most High G-d, I laugh and I cry because you can't see what I see, someday (and that day may never come) you will see the things unseen, but until that day accept this message as a token of my Faith in a Higher Power. ...Love. -Mar'Konash ∞³
A MODERN SLAVE NARRATIVE (O’Bu Mar’Konash)
A MODERN SLAVE NARRATIVE (O’Bu Mar’Konash)
People often refer to African American servitude/slavery as if it is a thing of the past… Using phrases like– “When we were slaves…“ or “Back during the time of slavery…” My question is– what is your definition of slavery and when did it end? If you define slavery merely in the sense of physical bondage, must I remind you that our land of the “Free" has the largest population of prisoners on the face of the planet? The United States has only 5% of the world’s overall population, but somehow 25% of all of the people in the entire world who are locked up– belongs to the USA (the land of the “free"). Black people comprise a mere 12% of the US population, yet 40% of the US’s prison population is Black.. According to a New York Times article, the US spent $80 “BILLION" in 2010 alone on incarceration; this industrial prison complex is even defined as “slavery" in the US constitution— see article XIII, section 1… My point of all those stats and facts is to point out that the “physical" slave trade is alive, well and more lucrative than ever before. Nevertheless, there is a servitude that is more detrimentally destructive than being bound by mere shackles and/or bars, a servitude that the physical eye cannot behold.
Typically when the African slaves were working the fields, they weren’t in chains and shackles; they were physically free to roam or go wherever. Plus, there were far more slaves than there were overseers, but what kept them from escaping or overthrowing the overseers? What keeps a “trap nigga" trapped trapping in the trap? What keeps them from escaping their surroundings (the hood)? What compels them to accept, tolerate and ultimately become victims of such deplorable and dehumanizing conditions? Inasmuch, what is it that keeps many of our most gifted and intelligent people working dead end jobs– occupations that they utterly detest?
“Ignorance, fear and dependency.”
Ignorance begets fear, and ignorance and fear beget dependency.
• Ignorance- of both self and the encompassing knowledge to substantially build for self without taking away from and destroying others.
• Fear- of what we do not know, and since we’re ignorant of ourselves– we become fearful and skeptical of those who look like us, thus our worst enemy becomes our self. The possibility of escaping what we have accepted as “life" is also frightening, for all we’ve ever known is the perceived reality of our surroundings, and anything outside of the proximity of our confinement (I imagine) is just as scary and unfamiliar as the wilderness that surrounded many of the Southern slave plantations.
• Dependent- on the familiarity of the existence we accept, thus becoming dependent on the very system that ultimately contributes to our demise. Many find an acute comfort in the chaos… These notions are the rotten fruits of a system of oppression – a system that this nation was conceived upon. And these fruit exists only in the mind; therefore it is a mentality or state of mind.
The slavery I speak of is not defined by chains on our bodies, but by the yokes and cages of our minds. The greatest slave trader in American history (Willie Lynch) wrote a letter to other slave traders titled, “The Making of a Slave". A letter in which the overall premise is (in his words), “KEEP THE BODY, TAKE THE MIND! In other words, break the will to resist…“ The key methods that he outlined to achieve this was– deception and intimidation through humiliation; over time, these methods effectively contributed to a “psychological rewiring”, or in his own words– “…braking them from one form of mental life to another.”
We were never “freed", at least not entirely; the thing that made us slaves centuries ago is the same thing that has us enslaved today; and that’s our mind. The same mentality that contributes to our servitude and demise today– is as it was in the days of our ancestors, and the most damning thing about the slaves of today, is that we’re distracted and deceived by an illusion of “freedom". What’s worse than being a slave– is being a slave that doesn’t know he’s a slave…
“ You can lock my body, but free my mind…“
To be continued.
Meditation before strategic planning. #meditation #bookofobu #Miami #poetry
BLACK VOGUE
July 5 2013 par Mar'Konash
If my little girl's same shade as pops, dose that make her not hot? Or not beautiful? If I was a girl, would my roasted complexion be my crucible? Hating the color of my cuticles, like I don't see my shade cuticles in these rap niggas musicals! (8). I think that I'm beautiful, but the darkness makes it not viewable! In Bollywood it make movies not shootable! The ignorance's indisputable! Dark guys say "you dark to be that beautiful". So the darker, the less suitable? (14). If all things dark is Lucifer, Then baby I'm d'evil! Something like a nonbeliever! History books has been a great deceiver, especially if you're not a reader especially if you're not a leader, and a believer of anything they feed ya! We're mentally feeble! (Lost in the pages of Black Vogue, sitting in my black robe trimmed yellow gold. Self-conscious of my black soul! Lost in the pages of Black Vogue, sitting in my black robe trimmed yellow gold. Self-conscious of my black soul!) Look into my iris, tears flow from my stylus on to the papyrus! If I had wings like ibis and a touch like Midas I would fly to my nidus and touch-up the virus! We need more than a pius! I know they don't like us, the seeds of Osiris. They see us as pariahs, created for Rikers, this system is bias! Our fathers isn't by us! Anger is inside us! Social arthritis! We're almost at breaking point So we must flex the joint puff then pass to stretch the joint! I'm not just blowing smoke, I speak of a certain hope that we will indeed cope!