The-Young-Kemetic

Nuk Au Neter (I Am A Divine Being) Poetry, Witchcraft, Kemetic Healing, Sufi Islam, Pan-African

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When It's Midnight In My Corner of the Earth

As you can may imagine,

it can get quite lonely in my home.

So, at night, when it’s most quiet and very still,

I like to imagine myself to be anywhere in the universe, but my bed.

Some nights, I like to leave my body on Earth

So, I can float around the cosmos for what seems like forever,

Searching for water on Mars and dancing on Saturn’s rings.

Have you ever had pillow talk with a Range Rover?

Or shared secrets with the Zodiacs?

There are stories in the stars,

if you care to listen closely.

I can almost smell the salt water above the Firmament---

Heaven’s choir sings for me to come take a swim.

If only I had enough time.

However, I always find myself right back in my corner of the Earth,

By sunrise.

[the-young-kemetic]

Cataclysmic Love

How peaceful of a thought that one day,

My ears will no longer bleed from the sound of demolition in my own home,

The wrecking ball of your insecurities turning these four walls into ruins,

Causing me to lose sight of myself in this cloud of smoke and debris. 

How peaceful of a thought that one day,

My vulnerability will no longer be an instrument for you to use to sand down your own corners,

In an attempt to take away your edge. 

You will no longer feel the need to raise your voice to twice your height,

To occupy the space in the room that your self-consciousness didn’t already.

I will no longer allow you to enjoy the symphony of my elbows and knees,

Rattle together in restlessness.

Or the singing of my teeth grinding down at every one of your empty promises. 

How peaceful of a thought that one day,

I will no longer feel the need to feed you my flesh.

I will no longer allow you to seek sanctuary in the hallows of my bones,

And make me another skeleton in your closet.

How peaceful of a thought that one day,

We will no longer have to share this cataclysmic love.

The kind of love that has groomed us into walking atom bombs,

Destroying everything in our paths,

And ultimately each other. 

How peaceful of a thought that one day,

I will no longer have to squeeze myself into this skin,

That never really fit me in the first place,

Because I now realize that I am much, much, bigger than this. 

And how peaceful of a thought,

That I can no longer be burned by a flame that blew out long ago. 

[the-young-kemetic]

Ecstasy

You are the bedroom,

 To which I undress all of my fears.

You are everything,

That allows nothing else to exist.

[theswedishempress]

[worship-of-the-gods]

Beautiful Amun-Ra statue

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Update

I love my skin a little more than I did yesterday and that’s all I could ask my ancestors for. It almost makes me want to delete that poem I wrote before solely about not loving my skin, but I’ve concluding that pretending that I was never hurt doesn’t make the past go away. Acknowledging that pain reminds me of how far I’ve come and I’m proud of it, so I’ll leave that post right where it is and continue to grow from it.

[the-young-kemetic]

title-less, but i hope that this isn’t love that has me writing poetry about this man

Have you seen that man with that curly black hair,

And that skin like golden silk,

Soaked in a honey pot,

Looking like the sun kissed his cheek Good Morning?

The same man whose words are both the river and the dam.

Whose shoulders can bear the weight of the sun and the moon.

Yes, that man whose eyes scream, “Let my people go!”

Even when his voice can’t.

His eyes --- brown like soil,

Mine --- green like the earth,

Maybe, we can grow a garden together?

Call me Eve, because his lips are the sweetest thing,

Next to the Forbidden Fruit that I’ll ever taste.

That man makes my heart roll it’s R’s,

Even when his tongue cannot,

Because last time I checked, Spanish wasn’t his first language.

That man can part seas, break down walls, and move mountains

All before the moon can tuck you in, goodnight.

That man can grow sunflower seeds out of his back pocket,

And a nation will live to eat another day.

His mind is full of galaxies and black holes,

Where there are oceans in space and Pluto is still a planet. 

I say, have you seen that man?

That man that can lower the sky to half its height

And claim his spot amongst the stars.

That man is magic.

That man will make you a believer,

If not anything else.

So, tell me, have seen that man?

[the-young-kemetic]

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[the-young-kemetic]

Demolition Woman

I am a phenomenal lady,

torn between self-destruction and poetry.

What bitter-sweet to confuse the two 

---

I am now tearing down the hallow walls,

of a home built on concrete and conflict,

and pouring the ashes of a pain that can no longer consume me,

into the ink I’ll use to write the next.

[the-young-kemetic]

On Days I Do Not Want To Put On My Skin

I do not love my body.

Not how I know I should.

Compliments only momentarily feel good,

But the eye-contact is brief,

And they walk away,

Along with the pleasant words still latched onto their tongue,

That never really wanted to stay with me.

It’s just the moments before I undress my body,

Allowing it to be loved by someone other than myself,

That sucks.

And the moments after I redress that's even emptier.  

At night,

I unzip my skin and hang it up in my closet.

And in the morning,

I take it off the hanger and fondle it in between my fingers,

Letting the flesh warm my palms.

I do not want to put my skin back on today,

But it's the only clothes I have

[the-young-kemetic]

Under My Pillow, You'll Find God

Under my pillow you’ll find,

A lock of my mother’s hair, a literal loc,

Book of Zohar, a beginners manual to Salah,

And a bag of dried jasmine.

Under my pillow,

You’ll find God.

So, although, my mother has already passed away,

I can’t say I haven’t seen her since.

Every night, the smell of my mother’s hair, herbs, and holy scriptures

Are what saves me from myself.

Sometimes, I try to keep everything from touching one another.

To preserve their individual scents, of course.

But how can I stop earth and spirit from wanting to dance?

Under my pillow,

You’ll find God.

A concoction of everything my mother ever was ----

Beauty, earth, and prayer.

Yvonne K******* M***** - A****.

October 20, 1961 - November 27, 2016

I’ll forever speak her name.

Because, the miraculous thing about ancestors are,

As long she is remembered as a gracious woman who once walked,

She’ll always be in everything you speak her name into.

That’s why under my pillow,

You’ll find God.

My mother lives.

My mother lives.

My mother lives through the scarf on my head,

And the crystals around my neck.

She is my creator.

I am her praiser.

And although, she’s not here to anxiously but proudly hold my hand like on the first day of preschool,

I still step out into the world,

And I can hear her sing.

I hear the worrisome in her voice.

The shake and rattle in her song like a graceful ballerina dancing on creaky floor boards.

No need to worry about me succumbing to my demons, Mama.

Because under my pillow,

You’ll find God.

[queenofvanillasparkles]

Remember a Past Life Spell

Items needed: 1 white candle, 1 mirror;

Sit in front of the mirror, turn off the lights and light the candle. Set the candle next to the mirror so the light from it can hit your face, but so you will not see the candle in the mirror. After this is done, look into your eyes and say:

“Oracle of lunar light, Send me the second sight.”

Stare into your eyes and do not blink. Your reflection will dissolve and another will appear. Try to look at the face, body, clothing and surroundings. After you do this you will have emotions you can not explain. Don’t worry… they go away in a few minutes.

- “50 of the most powerful spells on earth”

[moonlightacademy]

Ways to Cleanse

Smoke Cleanse: (Commonly using sage) Using smoke from a burning sage bundle, pass it over the item or being that you would like to cleanse. Focus on your intent while sending out the negative energy. Use incantations if you like. Make sure the plant you are burning is in no way poisonous and is safe! This cannot be stressed enough!

Incense smoke: Choose a specific scent corresponding to your goal. Pass it over an item or being like smoke cleansing. Focus on you intent and cast out negative energy. 

Holy water: You can purchase or create your own. Submerge or sprinkle over an item as needed. Focus on your intent to help cleanse it from negative energy. You can use an incantation, say a chant, or call on any entities you work with.

Running Water: Make sure the item is unable to be harmed by water! Submerge into a running creek or river. Let it wash away all the negative energies and become charged with positive one. Rainwater can be used as well.

Sea salt: Bury the item you want cleansed into sea salt, make sure it will not harm the item. Leave it for a few days in the salt. The salt will absorb any unwanted energies.

Sunlight: Make sure the item will not be harmed, certain crystals will fade in the sunlight! Leave the item in full sunlight and let it absorb the suns positive energies and remove the negative ones.

Moonlight: Place an item outside or on the window sill to soak up the moonlight and dispel negative energies.

High vibration sounds: Using a crystal bowl, a Tibetan Singing bowl, a gong, drumming, tuning fork or even your favorite music turned up loud will cleanse an item of unwanted energies.

Pyramid Energy: Placing an item under or inside a pyramid which has been charged for cleansing will take away any negative energy and return the item to neutral. 

Personal Energy: Using your own personal energy to drive the unwanted energy out of the item that needs cleansing. It is the safest way to cleanse because it wont harm any object. Though, it can be intensive depending upon the quantity and quality of the energies needing to be stripped away.

Charged Crystals: Some crystals have a natural ability to strip away energies of items and leave them neutral, amethyst or rock crystal excels at such work.

Sweeping: Sweeps out negative energies.

Sources: sacredhandscoven.wordpress.com. 

==Moonlight Mystics

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A man once said to Buddha, I want happiness. And Buddha replied, ‘First, get rid of I, that’s ego. Then, get rid of want, that’s greed. Finally, all you are left with…is happiness.

-Guatama Buddha (the Buddha)

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Embrace the power of Ma'at

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