ORI-- An Epic Poem Series

ORI

AN EPIC POEM

(Part 1)

Whisper loudly with determined and perpetual rasp, dear Ever Evolving Ancestors, residing in the bosom of THE ALL THAT IS. Perfect your sound, echoing against the steady resonance of ears drum….Or through the heart that resides in our minds. I beseech thee to engage the heart cadence of young Obsidian the Enduring Warrioress. She is in great travail, to no avail; yet she remains determined to lead your children, the Direct Reflections of the CREATOR… Double dipped in the holiness of Blackness—Obsidian the Enduring Warrioress strategizes, she wars, she fights, she hopes, she cries… And yes, part of her has died in this never ending fight. So Whisper ever so obtusely with laser beam precision, great host of Ever Evolving Ancestors, for if you roar, who can hear the richness of your timbre?

May you gently make every way open to her… May the  Nefarious Thrones not impede her way. I ask that you breathe fresh breaths of inspiration on Poisoned Mother, so that Obsidian the Enduring Warrioress can breathe and find a little enduring safety, creating air for all the Direct Reflections of the CREATOR, as she searches.

Teach her, prepare hard and soft lessons, dear Ever Evolving Ancestors, to correct and hone her so that she might become a greater conduit of Light… Yes, light her way that she may see; especially when it is the most utter of darkness; giving sight to others—Millions of specks of Light, that beam graciously through you… Shine them own our shero, Obsidian the Enduring Warrioress!

Dear Ever evolving Ancestors, created by and one with THE ALL THAT IS, in every Manifestation… I beseech thee, grant my request for our shero! Ashe’ O… And Blessings, yes reign them down upon her in due season. I invoke every righteous and revolutionary one of you, to hear my plea. Please help Obsidian the Enduring Warrioress find what is missing— What is it that is keeping the Direct Reflections of the CREATOR, her people, your children, from actualizing greatness and freedom from their oppression?

Poisoned Mother is choking as every part of her is filled with the contemptuous and putridly rancid aroma, of hatred and greed. Her brawny arms, her bold and impenetrable legs, her bountiful and alluring breasts, her gorgeously rolling and verdant kinky hair hills, her once illustrious sweet and salty life giving and life preserving waters, gushing from her sacred yoni temple, and her nurturing and regenerating innateness— Will she survive the draining of her vibe and energy at such steady rates? The worry for her, doesn’t trump the inaction toward her… Made worse by the lawlessness of the Caucasus People of Dangerously Low Frequency … Who have accepted, preserved, and benefitted from the oppressions and degradation set in place by their Evil Forbearers… So evil of beings; they are not allowed  in the presence of the dear Ever Evolving Ancestors.

All over Poisoned Mother’s tortured and long-suffering soul case, the Caucasus People of Dangerously Low Frequency, systematically wreak havoc on the Direct Reflections of the CREATOR… Blackness glistening, a people of peoples spread all across Poisoned Mother. Blessed were, and despite the great suffering blessed are, the Direct Reflections of the CREATOR, and their homeland in the heart chambers of Poisoned Mother… So great a people, Divine stands of DNA gleaming in everything they are; this caused, and causes still, great jealousy, great greed, and great hatred from the Caucasus People of Dangerously Low Frequency, their Evil Forbearers, and from the Insidious Thrones—Fallen Angels who were once higher in rank than arch angels, yet not as lifted up and lofty as the Orisha: the very Manifestations of THE ALL THAT IS.

The Insidious Thrones saw an opportunity to make an alliance of tyranny, which would wield them more power and control over Poisoned Mother… An insolent and hateful middle finger salute to THE ALL THAT IS. The Insidious Thrones made a proposition to the Evil Forbearers, promising them that they and there descendants would be empowered and enabled, to rule over and enslave, the Direct Reflections of the CREATOR. In exchange, the Evil Forbearers would have to fulfill the will of the Insidious Thrones and those they answer to at anytime… They would also have to relinquish their governing right to the use of their own bodies and energies; they gleefully accepted this multi-generationally damaging deal—Damning their own future generations, as this would apply to them as well. Can such an instinct passed down, be muted and overcome? I don’t know, for it has yet to be done.

Poisoned Mother, once healthy, whole, and the envy of the entire omniverse; she wept foreknowing that this alliance of tyranny would diminish her beauty. She accepted her test and trial from THE ALL THAT IS, valiantly… It hasn’t been easy for her, nor is she without feeling or complaint. She breaks down sometimes and quakes, causing dissimulation upon herself. THE ALL THAT IS, personally places balm on her wounds every time: She endures still.

Take reverent and reflective heed, Poisoned Mother was not always her name, but alas, as she became more and more envenomed by the alliance of tyranny, she could no longer carry the sacred name that is not permitted for flesh and blood to know any longer; it can only be remembered in the secret chambers of each primordial soul.

Her once exalted name, taken from her by matter of Omniversal Law and Jurisdiction; this shamed her immensely. And despite her personal tragedy, she still holds on, she is waiting still. Poisoned Mother could have never predicted the depths that her suffering would reach… Never could she imagine that her long-suffering would overshadow her power, yet she still holds on waiting for her redemption—Waiting also for the absolute justice and retribution, to be enforced on behalf of, the Direct Reflections of the CREATOR… Her first born, dust of her dust; the children that regulate her heart cadence, and suckle at her breast still.

The alliance of tyranny that rules Poisoned Mother, is one concocted of the Insidious Thrones vicious imaginations, and the Evil Forbearers thirst for greed and hunger for blood… Continued to this day through the Caucasus People of Dangerously Low Frequency; heirs and beneficiaries to this alliance of tyranny. Let it be remembered in the presence of THE ALL THAT IS, and the Ever Evolving Ancestors that are conduits of this great Light, that some of the Caucasus People are not of dangerously low frequency. Yet, they are a minority’s minority amongst their own, and even they have many shadows of turning within them, because of the pickled privilege, that they have unlimited jars of, in the pantries of their minds.

This alliance of tyranny began long ago, and the Direct Reflections of the CREATOR have struggled to transcend its quicksand like grip, all over Poisoned Mother’s form… Many transitioning to Ever Evolving Ancestry in the process, as they have fought back, rightfully combatting to loose themselves of this unnatural stronghold. “Why has THE ALL THAT IS allowed this?”— A resounding and collective heart murmur; Poisoned Mother grabs her chest and places a pill under her tongue to soothe the turmoil as best she can, but it isn’t enough… A heart murmur heard between the perpetual rasp of the whispers chanted by the Ever Evolving Ancestors to their progeny; those double dipped in Blackness holy.

The Divine DNA within, would not keep the Direct Reflections of the CREATOR from rising early for every battle waged and initiated by the alliance of tyranny… Winning some, losing many…Always remembering, defaulting intrinsically to who they are, with an intense sense of where they are going to match… A true saving grace… An energy in recollection that has driven many to continue to push, and remind Poisoned Mother that she can surely make it, if her first born can. 

But alas, alas, it has been circular and unsteady… Many rises, and many collapses… Miraculous victories and devastating losses… Great warriors and leaders arising, and detrimental opportunists setting them back. Decades of quiet and complacent mirages of faux equality… Myriads of snares and traps from the alliance of tyranny… How long can Poisoned Mother hold up the weight of this infirmity? This system, initiated by the alliance of tyranny still persists… 

And then our shero, from the bosom of THE ALL THAT IS… Obsidian the Enduring Warrioress was born afresh, cultivated in the embryonic fluid of struggle… And such a deep struggle it has been, she has waged through relentlessly all her days; revolutionary love transcribed and etched deeply into her ancient soul in a young body. She descended, was crafted and brought forth from Poisoned Mother, for such a time as this… Time an allusion. Will the Ever Evolving Ancestors be able to help her fulfill her days, so deeply intertwined with pattern and design? Ever Evolving Ancestors, I call on all of you in right standing and heart… Focus your energy nigh.

Cries to the Sky, all over Poisoned Mother have reached great intensity… And again, the Direct Reflections of the CREATOR have heard the raspy, loud whispers of the Ever Evolving Ancestors—Beckoning them to fight back with might and strength… Time is illusion.

Too much Divine DNA has been spilled all over Poisoned Mother; specifically by the swine battalions; they kill a speck of G-D, yes every time a Direct Reflection of the CREATOR is forced into the Bosom of THE ALL THAT IS because of the hatred, the greed, and the jealously of the solemnity of Blackness. These swine battalions are under the rule of the alliance of tyranny… They have been around for centuries, changing form to suit the day… Time is illusion.

Obsidian the Enduring Warrioress is depleted by the invisible, seeping, and gangrene soul and heart wounds of being war torn; that her strength and determination hide from all who encounter her. On the steps of the Ohio State Courthouse, right where a Young Benevolent Freedom General spilled his blood so soon ago, sending chills through all who felt his winds blow by, as he set sail for the bosom of THE ALL THAT IS… He wanted to help the Direct Reflections of the CREATOR, get further along in their emancipation from the alliance of tyranny… It is heart-wrenching that he felt he had to go, he is so deeply missed.

Poisoned Mother quaked, her anger and sorrow could not be held in. She shed ubiquitous tears for the Young Benevolent Freedom General, and those waters, distinct from all others; they still flow and fall to this very day. The bravest of the brave, the Young Benevolent Freedom General became an Ever Evolving Ancestor, in order to bring first hand account, and in order to lobby face to face, soul to soul, for more aid—The war is being lost. And this is love, if ever anyone wonders… This is love. But behold, though noble and selfless his sacrifice, hitchhiking to the bosom of THE ALL THAT IS; this is not required or expedient. 

Stay here you who read these words, we need your speck of love and light in this utter and complete darkness, and if you need something real, have huge wars defeating you from within… Reach out, and you will be sent someone who will grab you; you do not have to fight alone.

Obsidian the Enduring Warrioress is in deep sorrow and regret, pondering how to proceed. She sits on the steps, near the faded blood spot of the Young Benevolent Freedom General and cries out—Always she is left alone, to try to soothe her internal unrest. She’s always serving, always loving, always fighting… Always weary. She has but a few who care for her outside of what she can do for them, and still, her heartbeat is set on freedom for  all of her people.

Obsidian the Enduring Warrioress:

What can be said now? What more can we do? My people, the Direct Reflections of the CREATOR… We are oppressed on every side. We need help…We’re too scattered…Too Cast aside. We don’t even now how to relate to, and demonstrate love for each other. We have been forcibly dispersed across Poisoned Mother, and told incestuous lies about each other… Even though we face the same alliance of tyranny. Poisoned Mother wails for us and herself… What a sight we have become. What is missing in us that we have been so mesmerized by these mirages; tricks of the alliance of tyranny? It seems that we once knew who we were in a way that focuses and unites, but we are so divided as we try to convince others that our Divine DNA matters… But do we believe it? Pftt! How can we, really?  Why can’t we do what needs to be done to get the Caucasus People of Dangerously Low Frequency off of our necks ? What am I missing here? What am I missing here!— We once had love for one another that caused us to act and amend, never were we perfect, and yes we have fallen short greatly at times… But something important has left us… What is it? We once had a truer sense of who we are as a people, despite the alliance of tyranny… Have we lost a since of our innate Divinity? Something is terribly wrong… Something is terribly out of order… I feel we are forsaken, and I am scared… Yeah, I admit it… Abandonment is an eternal death my soul could never abide. Ever Evolving Ancestors, you blew this wind on us that woke us up, but why are you not helping us maneuver; we are in such disarray and unprepared. We need help… Something is missi…Where are you?

As Obsidian the Enduring Warrioress spoke to herself aloud, getting up, sitting back down… Pacing up and down those courthouse stairs… Becoming louder and louder. One of the Caucasus People of Dangerously Low Frequency, who had been watching her intently, having recognized her from the earlier congregation of Cries to the Sky that day… Cries that she felt were to no avail, and without fire hot enough to summon the help needed… This one, watching her intently, broke her trance-like and unsteadily steady gait with “Hey Nigger!” As Obsidian the Enduring Warrioress turned to look back at him, he hurled a baseball size rock at our shero’s head… Rendering her unconscious; a spiritual passport to sojourn between realms… She had been summoned.

To Be Continued…

^{In Unashamed Négritude & Revolutionary Love,}

^ORIT

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“For Colored Girls Who’re Considering Giving Up, When Black People Don’t Give a Fuck!”

I have no preconceived ideals about what I am going to write this week. I was searching my heart, my SPIRIT on what I should bring forth…I’m hella late even beginning this blog entry, according to my personal timetable. Nonetheless, I am here. I am here because the title that you just read that reeled you in; it has also reeled me in when it silently screamed in my inward counsel: ”PICK ME!” So reluctantly, yes not too thrillingly, I began this intention of language as if to answer back: “Ok, ok, you have been chosen!”

I have been obedient to this nudging, and so much is coming into my heart and head as I write these very words. I am realizing I need to write honestly, though I always do… But right this very moment, I am sensing there is resistance in me today, that doesn’t want to reveal everything that needs to be revealed. I am kind of forcing myself to flow right now… The flow is easy, and so is putting a plug on that flow, when I don’t feel like emptying out. In any case, I must be forthright in this post as much as for me, as for any person, no matter how you may identify—There is importance in this space, in these words, and the words that will continue to come forth…Every single character and line that will hit this screen; purpose.

I think I am what one might a call, an optimistic melachonist… A realistic dreamer… A long-suffering agitator… A beautiful warrioress not stopped by fear… A prophetic omen who is too sensitive… A short-tempered unflappable… I’m proud (sometimes unbalanced), full of love, annoyed easily & not with the shit, whilst remarkably strategic; reluctantly patient… I am all of these things and more…Complex and full of revolutionary love. I am sure that many of you are just as colorful in your own distinct ways… Only you can properly describe your truth.

My truth right now is that I am so sick of my own people. I love y’all, all of y’all in ways that causes action… RELENTLESSLY -UNCONDITIONALLY-ENDURINGLY. But let’s be honest, some of our people don’t want to be better (character wise), than the foulest shit in the tank; this is exhausting AF! I and a host in this realm and the other realms… Many have risked a lot for our collective good. Truth is, I am confused on how to continue to proceed, and this makes me feel guilty, ashamed, sad, worthless… I don’t know how to help us anymore—Besides artistic expression… Maybe that is all I can do? I’ve already risked my very life a few times, and had I transitioned on; it wouldn’t have helped the struggle. We just aren’t in the place we need to be for sustaining tangible victories. This is sad, especially for every genuine soul who has been on this battlefield, some longer than I have been on this earth.

I am willing to do more, as I have always previously done. However, we are not really ready for more, nor are we really ready for revolution… Let’s keep it real! So…How do I, or anyone else who feels like me… How do we maintain, watch over, and participate in the righteous radical tradition passed down to us, when there is very little air, and very little space in which to move? We can’t go backwards, and become a willingly soul-blinded, “go along to get a long” type of participant  in this corrupt and racist system. At the same time, lack of unity is preventing us from truly actualizing what we could if we were one in spirit—Maybe it’s my job, and the job of others,  to be a place holder and preserver of truth, for those who will be able to actualize liberation in real and lasting ways in the future? I dunno, I really don’t.

As the movie about one of my favorite Ancestors( Nat Turner) has finally been made available, the unapologetically rapey history of the writers of the screenplay, and the concern that the movie has more historical inaccuracies, than realities about Nat Turner’s actual life…Those of us who bring up these facts (Visit: NAT TURNER PROJECT to read original and authenticated documents) have been the subject of ridicule from many of our people, who question how dare we “diminish” this movie and be “saboteurs” *cue scary music* of it… ‘Cause apparently, only BLACK movies matter to so many of our people, right? SMDH! Too many insensitive people in our community, have decided to turn off their hearts in knowing that rape victims and sympathizer’s feel some sort of way about all of this… Understandably conflicted. So many of our own people have not been willing, on any level, to understand how the revelations about these two men could create angst, and how much seeing a slave rebellion on screen (in historical context); how that could have meant even more to a BLACK Person affected by rape, if the writers hadn’t gotten off for participation in rape acts. And no, ignorance would NOT have been bliss…Only dishonest, uncouth, ignorant ass people think like that… All this was revealed for a reason…I will get more into that later in this blog.

So many of our people have shirked the responsibility of thoughtfully engaging the subject of rape culture within the BLACK Community, an ongoing up-mountain battle… Maybe this is why it was easier for so many to choose defending a movie, over choosing to understand our sisters and brothers who have experienced soul death in the form of rape. Folks acting like they don’t understand why people could boycott this film, when we attempt (because most won’t participate) boycott’s all the time against anything that is racist. Instead, many have chosen ways to canonize Nate Parker, and blame the victim who killed her self a few years after “that night.” It wasn’t/isn’t a problem, to me at least,  that you went to see the movie. The problem is so many of you have decided to show that we don’t understand our duty to one another… That willful ignorance is the chosen form of pseudo black liberation for way too many in our community.

 By the way, in case you are fuzzy about the facts: These two men who wrote Birth of a Nation ( Nate Parker & Jean McGianni Celestin) admitted to having forced sex with an unconscious girl, and the fact that they put a rape scene in the movie… A scene that doesn’t line up with Cherry’s (Nat Turner’s wife) actual life—Setting the intention for the rebellion on Nat wanting to avenge her, when that wasn’t his motivation because it didn’t happen like that… That… All of that; it was just a fantasy of Nate Parker. 

Lawd, if we can’t be meticulous enough to at least make sure Nat Turner’s motivations are truthfully depicted… Then WTF are we doing here? Depicting a slave REBELLION is hella important work… Seeing our people fight back instead of being degraded and mauled…. This radical BLACK Womban wanted to see it too! But check this out, just because it is important work and long overdue, that does not mean it should be done haphazardly, or that other issues  blown up in the winds should be disregarded. Dr. Alexander who is an expert on African American History & Movie Accuracy wrote on all of this in great detail here… Please check it out.

The problem is we know that white people lie, misappropriate, erase, and diminish our stories all  of the time; mostly as a form of psychological warfare and control. Not only do we have this white erasure occurring, we also have BLACK People who do not have integrity in telling our stories, when we know how dire it is for our people. Look at that horrible Nina Simone Biopic that came out this past Spring. We all agreed that we weren’t with the shit, and though there was a white director, it was the Nigerian-Brit who Played Dr. King in Selma who was the executive producer… Yes, a BLACK man who should’ve known and wanted to do better…Ugh! Why he would decide to allow Nina to be done like trash is such a deep subject, one that will need its own blog entry! He gave zero cares, fucks, or fly-by’s; refusing to hold sacred space and integrity in maintaining our very revered and precious to us, Nina Simone. 

Movies are often the 1st impression many will have with a subject matter, if they aren’t readers… And let’s be honest, most people don’t read, or can’t read for a myriad of legit reasons. Yes, movies are important. They are great ways to bring forth truth, help connect the dots between the imagination and reality…They can be beacons of light or darkness… It all depends on the storyteller and their integrity level— And BLACK People, we should know this more than anybody, and this is why we are without excuse when we don’t take care with our own history…Why put out misinformation about the pillars of our struggle and existence, when white people are already doing it perpetually? How does that empower? How does that educate? Seeing BLACK People on the screen is important, and likewise, never should our narratives be sacrificed, especially not by us.

Yes, it is WONDERFUL that our Ancestor’s name, the great Nat Turner is ringing throughout the land. He deserves to be fully known, and for us not to place anything on him that isn’t true, or that misleads the very fabric of his part in our his & her story… His life’s work is too important to our self-determination and peoplehood, even in present times. We understand that no movie is 100% accurate, but it is not asking too much, and should be understood, that movies must be mostly accurate when telling historical stories, or they miseducate… Do you want folks to be miseducated about BLACK History when the oppressor works hard to do that daily? I don’t!  Regardless, a positive is that some will still be intrigued enough by the movie to go study the subject matter more in depth, unfortunately most won’t. We praise the CREATOR for Nat Turner, so why should he be reduced to fiction when his reality is breathtaking and soul stirring? Why? And why are so many of y’all ok with it?

So… I bring up this issue( the movie & Nate & Nat) because it is fresh and still evolving… It isn’t, in and of itself… It isn’t why I feel ”confused” about how to proceed with us( BLACK People) and our fight toward more BLACK Liberation, or how all of this makes me feel just plain ole’ sad. The turmoil of trying to stay afloat and not succumb to the quicksand-like cognitive dissonance all about us, whilst trying to keep everyone around me from sinking too… It’s a lot to handle. I think what is bothering me at the core is that my people and I aren’t free, because we won’t unite, and because we avoid the pruning needed for our collective development.

See, what is really getting to me is that we continue to allow every opportunity we are given, to hold dialogue and spring forth ways we can help eradicate rape/molestation culture in our community, better preserve and protect our stories, our narratives, and so many other issues… Every damn time it seems we group-sabotage the process with avoidance culture. I am not sure if avoidance culture is a term coined by anyone in particular, but this is how I am describing what I see in our community at this moment. It is much like other sub-cultures within our community, that have a negative and growth stunting effect on us as a people. It intersects bad character, respecter of persons aka “celeb/notable person getting free passes to be destructive”, rape/molestation, mutual intergenerational disrespect, misogynoir, etc…All of these issues are really so complex that they are sub-cultures within our community with lives of their own; preventing us from getting further along.

All of this is particularly  disheartening to me… Why, some of y’all may ask? Well, it’s disheartening because it has been like this for so many years, and we will stay stuck like this, traveling in the wilderness perpetually in circles, until it matters to the majority of us… Right now, it simply doesn’t. We are in desperate need to unite in order to fight the Amerikkkan Terrorism that is suffocating us as a people—Sadly, we aren’t even getting in the ring in this fight… Not really like we could if we changed our hearts and way of thinking. The possibilities are endless with renewed and culturally educated minds, realigned and high-vibing hearts and spirits. This is really the key that would open all doors for us… Would and could, but… We are… Here.

And what’s worse… Those genuine efforts amongst us are drowned out by the majority in our community, who’d rather not do the tough inward work we must ALL do…Collectively and individually, in order to attain the greatness we once had, and then surpass even that.

In a previous blog a few months back, I wrote about the Nate Parker situation at length… Check it out by clicking the word “blog” in the first sentence of this paragraph. I can’t speak for anyone else, but let me help you better understand what is irking the hell out of me, like I promised I would. It isn’t that people are going to see the movie per se… Maybe that is only 10% of my angst at most, honestly speaking… Understandably people had to make this complex decision on their own…. These were at least my sentiments before finding out the movie wasn’t really telling Nat’s story, that brought on a whole other set of issues as I have already elaborated on… 

My problem is that Mr Belafonte, Jesse WIlliams, and a host of BLACK men and women who may not be well known, but matter just as much…They made seeing this film and promoting it an obligation of BLACKNESS, and actually have pushed for us to avoid discussing  the rape… Throwing it to the infamous hush culture so prevalent in our community. BLACK People know exactly what I am taking about when I say hush culture… Ask a question that surrounded something you didn’t know was a secret in your family, and it was hush…Question wrongdoing by prominent people, the community as a whole wanted you to hush… Hush hush hush—Well damn it, I will not hush!

Men, women… It doesn’t matter. So many continue this sickness in our community… Aways sacrificing the most vulnerable, the victims, and the most affected to the winds… In order to maintain an image to whom though? I say, if you do participate in these harmful subcultures, I declare you are not doing it to protect our people, but rather you are doing this to maintain an image for white people. I get the tactic of not airing all of our business before the enemy, and still, we have to rightly fix issues, even if others get front row seats because we let it go on too long… It is what it is… We’ll be all the better for properly healing our own community.

I’m not gonna mince words, because I never do… I don’t care how militant and pro-BLACK you say you are—Why are too many of y’all always throwing some of us away like bath water that’s been used by 5 people, just to maintain the facade of one amongst us, who is in the spotlight? Why? Answer me, damn it! This is pure and utter trash can! This is called community destroying, and for every step we take forward, this avoidance culture and every subculture it intersects; it’s killing us. I get that we as BLACK people have had to work so hard to achieve everything… I get why people want to protect achievements. I am here to say that achievements are not more important than the holistic health of the people in our community, and how we deal with one another.

And oh, let’s talk about this real quick… I am “Fannie Lou Hamer-ed” to the bones… Sick and tired of being sick and tired of those in our midst, who want to explain away the wrong doing of Nate Parker, Bill Cosby, R-Kelly, and so many others—Doing so by invoking the name of a white person(s) who does/is doing the same crimes… Boy o’ boy, If y’all don’t get! I am so tired of y’all talking all this BLACK Liberation theory, when it's proven to be devoid in your soul, when all you do, all the live long day, is compare our people to white people, and what they are getting away with. There is no community building without integrity and standard… Our standards have to far surpass that of the oppressor, or we won’t ever be shit! Why have people actually defended Nate by saying, “Well Bill Clinton is a rapist and got away with it…” Ok, what the fuck does that have to do with our people, and building ourselves up? Oh, so you want BLACK Men to be able to rape and get away with it, because Bill Clinton did… Is that what you’re saying? Is that the freedom you are fighting for? ‘Cause real talk, that’s really what you are saying when such filth comes from your mouth…WHITE 👏🏿PEOPLE👏🏿 DO👏🏿NOT👏🏿SET👏🏿OUR👏🏿STANDARDS👏🏿—————So stop this, now! 

Timing or no timing, had Nate and the co-writer of the screenplay not forced themselves on an unconscious girl; there would be no case to surface. What they did to this girl is not at all comparable to the many BLACK men who have truly been falsely accused of rape or other crimes. Both Nate and Jean admitted to what happened, claiming they didn’t know it was wrong? o_0  Jean was found guilty, and Nate only got off because he could prove he had sex with her before, when she was conscious and willing…Ain’t that some shit?

It would have been oh so clutch to not feel like, for the umpteenth time, that only prestige &/or money matters to the people in our community…That prestige &/or money can be used as tools to silence victims and those facing oppression from the people in our community. I believe this  whole Nate Parker/ Birth of a Nation situation was a test, and an attention grabber by our Ancestors; chiefly Nat Turner himself—We have failed this test AGAIN, and we have had the opportunity to take it over and over throughout the years. BLACK women and girls, victims of all sorts and kinds… Of every gender and orientation… We all gotta matter in the BLACK community, or none of us will be here; we’ll be too divided to protect one another. And BLACK men, I love you. Please understand that this bro culture shit is like a bullet being shot through the fabric of our collective quilt… You have a powerful say in putting your wayward bro’s in check… BE silent, no more!

And like I said previous, so many of us are reading the tea leaves wrong… My Ancestor Nat Turner was a righteous man… Making a film about him is an invocation. Oh… I get it. Many ain’t think he was gonna show up, seeing his children not getting his heart set quite right, something that would seem to be very important to our Ancestor. Do you really think Ancestor Nat Turner  wants us to continue to not deal with the rape, hush and avoidance cultures that continue to plague our community? Do you think our Ancestor Nat was gonna let his son Nate Parker get away with some bullshit, and not deal with his inner demons and “so what-isms” concerning his actions? Especially by Nate portraying him… Come on now! You must gotta know better, and if not, I respectfully say you may have the Ancestors all the way fucked up then! Pftttttt!

Ancestral energy has been strong concerning all of this, baby cakes— This energy has been misinterpreted in my humble estimation! I totally believe everything resurfaced about what Nate & Jean did; it all came up for many reasons, and he( Nat Turner) wanted things set right. But alas, silly us…We haven’t enough spiritual desire for deeper insight on most days… To know when we are being attacked, or when we are being chastised… To know when we are being harassed, or  when we being asked to get ourselves together… Ancestors don’t just bless, they correct us too! They love us… All of us… Nate Parker too!

So… This realization, using this current situation with Nate Parker and all things concerning the Nat Turner Movie as an example of the mindset of our people… All of this just exemplifies that I just don't know what to do or say anymore. I mean, I will continue to speak truth, and create art that lifts and teaches my people wherever the destination height or depth…I am afraid even with doing that, if we do not hear the alarm being sounded, and do more to fix our heart set; we’ll be doomed. I feel like with all the truth that any one of us can provide to our people; what will it do if it isn’t able to penetrate the walls of stone… Walls that prevent us from truly loving and caring and protecting one another…Walls that prevent us from seeing each other as an extension of ourselves, therefore not willing anyone or anything to hurt or destroy who we are… I dunno y’all… It just makes me wonder…

^{In Unashamed Négritude & Revolutionary Love,}

^ORIT

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Visible Parasites

Being visible… Having a platform that can shift the paradigm of social issues, trends… What’s received, considered relevant, energy worthy… No matter how big or small the circumference of such influence… It matters, and should be handled with integrity and responsibility. I also am not naive, I understand that being highly visible has its pros and cons, but let’s be real… Life is full of this dichotomy, and we all will experience it perpetually throughout our journey here on earth.

For me, being highly visible hasn’t been a pressing desire since I was about 19 years old. At that time, I was achieving things in Modeling and the Performing Arts, and then, a spiritual shift (for the good) started to transform the way I saw myself, my gifts, my purpose—What was really important became visible. Since this shift has had its way in me, I can honestly say that being well known has not been the driving force for anything I have done or will do… Recognizing that if it were to ever happen(being highly visible)— It would happen because it was my fate, my journey… Organically forming without stepping on other people rising, and without me living a life of compromise and emptiness to attain something, that in and of itself, doesn’t matter.

I would say that the only exception for wanting… Not necessarily more “visibility” but rather the ability, to get important information to the masses… Without having my voice watered down and edited, to take away “the me” that is in my words. Sometimes I wish my voice, my words, could be amplified more when I am discussing important issues, that the masses by and large, are getting absolutely wrong. This error is mostly due to the lack of experience and exposure most have had with said subject, and my total immersion and lived experience in that subject. Narratives are important, especially for the various BLACK Peoples throughout the globe… Survival is in the power of the narrative, and apparently, solidarity is as well. This is why I know that I must speak out about the things I am most acquainted, no matter how much people want me to hush for their comfort.

For example, as I have discussed throughly in the previous blog, people, even BLACK People, have totally erased BLACK Struggle within the Palestinian Struggle, and within the greater context of Israel's overall tyranny on various BLACK Peoples there… White supremacy is global and always has been global. We know that the GOV of Israel acts tyrannously toward Palestinians, and we need to also realize that anti-Blackness is huge in the Palestinian Community—Solidarity can’t truly happen without that being properly acknowledged and worked out first.

I said all of this to say, that for me… I don’t want to be anyone else but who I was created to be… I don’t covet what’s yours or hers or his, when I have so much that belongs to me, and so much that I am responsible for maintaining. I, like many of you, have beautiful gifts that will flourish, and have been flourishing as they must in this life. As long as I stay true to the path and the directions I must go, and do right by people as I sojourn; this is the utmost of success. The potential of being a household name is a non-factor in what I choose to do, or what I choose not to do. I realize that being well known has its own set of problems that I truly don’t envy. I like being “lower key” when I want to be, and I truly feel for those who don’t get that opportunity. However, I do not feel sorry for anyone who hurts others, and stole from others; just to become seen or garner certain accomplishments… Something that happens so very much in our society today. In these instances, I think anything ill-gotten is deserving of the discomfort; karmic response is fitting.

The things that I create, out of what I was given by the CREATOR and the Ancestors; those things shouldn’t be ripped from me as somebody else’s, same goes for that which you create from the ORIGINAL inside of you. On the other hand, those insights or things that the CREATOR blesses me or you to share for the sake of our people, and for our becoming more self-determined; this becomes information that is community and collective in nature. But don’t get it twisted, the ethics around how people handle these insights are important… Communal information, or not. 

I have always had this mindset, and have specifically stayed out of the spotlight many times, when I could have centered myself. For example, when I have been on the ground for freedom work in places that I do not live 24-7, I have always pointed MSM to those on the ground, and refused interviews out of respect for the people, who have to deal with the tyranny after I leave. After all, they know what’s going on in their community better than I do… Plus, as many of y’all who follow me know, I rarely engage MSM because they lie lie lie!

I have many times allowed folks to take my ideas that are brought forth through me, and speak them as if they are their own… Feeling that this was a reasonable sacrifice for liberation, figuring it didn’t matter in the long run. I realize I was wrong, because not allowing people to be responsible for their lack of respect and low-vibing character; this does not build anything for them, for me, for you… For anyone in our community.

I have, many times, allowed people to use less than the utmost integrity in how they deal with me and what I give, for the sake of “BLACK Liberation Triage” or so I thought—Just wanting us to get free, and being willing to be disrespected for the sake of “the cause”… This was not the right way. If you have been following my writing at all, you know I have grown from that place… I am not a movement doormat anymore, and I refuse to allow folks not operating at the same love frequency as me, to drain everything within me; this my newest addition to my modus operandi. 

Not being self-centered in demanding I be centralized in freedom work, is imperative to the work… It is imperative for you too… For all of us who dare say we fight for freedom and BLACK Liberation. What was I trying to do before? I was attempting to keep my ego balanced, and instead of doing that, I was actually decreasing my ego to an unhealthy level. Unbalanced ego, whether too much or too little, is unhealthy… And, most of all, it doesn’t teach people how to become better individuals, or how to treat each other in revolutionary love. I too, I am the revolution…I  am not the enemy… I am your sister… I have more than earned the respect, that I often do not get.

In fostering immaturity and the lack of integrity in others, by how I allowed them to treat me and disrespect my personage; this was a grave mistake. Humility is everything, a very attractive trait I love to encounter in others and myself. At the same time, people don’t need to erase me or anyone else from our ideals either… Especially, when they have a track record of this sort of behavior, and are highly visible. The lack of respect is what is the most troubling… The fact that others would rather take from another’s genius, instead of developing and searching out what is for them to bring forth in the earth…This is not okay. Yes, it’s important to get the ideas, the strategy, the vision for our people out to as many of our people as possible… The most important thing is to share the info we have for the collective. At the same time, unethical people will not have the capacity to carry out a thing to it’s fully intentioned purpose… If they steal the essence of an ideal, without having the heart capacity to see it through rightly—This is more damaging to the people, than it is to the individual who was segregated from the ideal they brought forth. I’m realizing we have to hold folks accountable, not for the sake of ego, but for the sake of building… We can’t build anything when our own people are replicating every form of the masters tools, amongst one another.

I will continue to be me, no matter where I am, or who I am around… I will continue to reject opportunities that I have been offered that are contrary to integrity( Oh, and I have had the chance)… And yes, I will continue to unabashedly call out the practice of those who have the power of a platform with high visibility, yet who choose to be parasitic towards those who are invisible, less visible, or inaudible in order to maintain their status of “popularity” or “the go to” personality—Doing all of this simply because they can, because they know that even if their dishonesty goes viral; they are interconnected enough with the right shady and powerful people to land on top… It isn’t right.

I always use Twitter as an example in much of what I write on this blog, because it has shown me, and it has re-confirmed to me; human nature. Twitter is literally a microcosm of the world we live in offline… Folks are petty, jealous, inconsiderate, and yes… Folks steal one another’s ideas. I’m sure many of us have experienced people, whether online or offline, who didn’t like us for whatever reason, but would do what they could to take from us… To put their name on things that came from our heart and brain, so that they could be seen as “brilliant.”— These sorts seem to prosper for a long time before they are made to answer to karma, but trust me…You and I …We never want to adopt this way of being. It simply is not worth it! 

This sort of re-branding has happened to me so much when it comes to my personal creative and intellectual property, which is why I am so much more careful about what I share before it’s published/completed nowadays… Also, I stay mum about what I’m working on in other artistic avenues, up until the moment it is released… ‘Cause real talk, some of y’all, yes some of y’all are some straight up haters and thieves, and that’s a hot mess!😂😂😂— But one of the saving grace’s that I have is that I have a very unique way of writing, and an equally unique way of seeing the world… It gives me a distinct voice, so the even when folks appropriate my shit, they can’t quite bottle me and spread it on themselves. Folks may not realize they are smelling a dupe, until they smell the original scent… Thing is, sometimes people don’t know that an original exists, because the person who does the taking is so highly accessible on their platform, with die-hard followers; many of whom could care less about the ethical behavior of their fave.

Beyonce is an example of a music artist with these type of die-hard fans. They often overlook, joke about, or dismiss the wrong that she or her team may do to other artists… Artists that are invisible in the cloud of her extreme stardom. There has been several instances where less known artists have proven that B has taken from them in some way… Choreography, concept, lyrics, beats (e.g Formation)—No one(in her beehive) cares though, and that affects the direct livelihood and message of those said artists. Beyonce is a great performer, but she shouldn’t be given a pass for this sort of appropriation… Neither should any of your other faves whomever they may be… From music superstars to shady well known activists to dick-dangling jiggalo money hungry mega preachers who call Trump “the anointed”🙄🤔😳 *selah*—Taking intellectual and/or creative property from people, as if it originated in you; this is not a way to build, to be a leader, to set an example, to create… This will not bring back a positive karmic return into your life… It will catch up with you one day. And yes, responsibility for ethics do fall on the individual first and foremost, and still, we must admit that they don’t do better, because the public doesn’t require it.

On Twitter, I have seen people who don’t want to retweet me or others, for whatever reasons; take what we said, re-word it just a bit, and release it as their own. I have witnessed some highly visible people do this to many, including myself, on this platform… It has never bothered me as much as it has others. I admit, my inability to feel very moved/annoyed about the tweet thieves I encountered; it made me lazy in understanding those who were feeling major angst from this… For this I apologize, because I now see that stealing tweets is often the symptom/clue, that the individual doing it, does it all the time in various areas of life… It’s second nature to them, and that’s not good at all. Twitter has become a world of its own; it can be very powerful. It allows quick and direct global communication and record keeping, and it also can be used to hurt people in every way you can imagine.

As I have stated earlier on in this blog, I know the angst of not having my voice heard…Especially when it is imperative to the livelihood, and to the blood and breaths of my people… No matter where they are in the world. I also am a woman of strategy, patience, love, and wrath… There are different ways of handling those with hyper-visibility, who are dead set on disrespecting the purpose and personage of the ideals, that come through us for the collective, in order to keep their “fame train” going; discernment is key. When to speak, when to push, when to let go, when to demand them directly…What to do? It’s hard to say, because you have to think about what’s best in every relation of the issue, and unbalanced ego cannot be the leader in this sort of inward discussion.

If just “letting it go” was the best thing to do every time, then this blog post wouldn't exist in this form… If it were that simple, I would just say we need to get over ourselves, myself included. Truthfully, “letting it go” is not the highest truth every time, simply because of the parasitic relationship some hyper-visible people have, with the ideas of other people; highly visible people arrogantly thinking less visible people are incapable of successfully calling them out for their intellectual thievery. This is something that makes an idea meant for the collective to carry out, but taken from the one who originated the idea… When a highly visible person takes that ideal to appease their inflated ego just because they can; this is an occurrence that does not allow BLACK Liberation to flourish—It invalidates the personage of the less visible human beings, as if they are not good enough to be sought out about the details and heart set behind the ideals they birthed into the earth realm. It creates the forever revolving and nuanced systems of hierarchy within our communities, that already need to be demolished; our freedom not realized.

This is a very uncomfortable subject for me, because above all else, I don’t want to be the type of obtuse AF person that I don’t like… I don’t want to start screaming “that’s my idea” every five minutes. It’s not really my personality to be like that; the thought makes me shutter. Honestly, I give all praises to the CREATOR, MASHIACH the Ancestors for speaking back to me what is innate… Leading me, helping me create, giving me vision. When it comes to my 3 books, or my other creative works and expressions— I have no issue declaring it to be my work. When I write plans or strategy for our community, and a highly visible person takes them as their origination for their own ego-sake… I feel at a weird crossroad/dilemma. I use to let stuff like this go, but now I realize that for the sake of the ideals coming to fruition the way they were intended, for the sake of me not thinking I am not worthy to be associated with what was given to me directly, for the sake of not fostering traits that lack integrity in others by allowing them to continue being disrespectful, for the sake of truth, integrity & narrative preservation… I realize I have a responsibility to what I am given… Even if the greatest thing I do to preserve its truth is to share the community oriented work/ideals, make sure to clearly note when it is written/brought to pass, and allow the people to see the truth on their own.😉

I am truly a work in progress when it comes to this, and every situation is different. In any case, here are a few things I find beneficial in assessing these sorts of situations that are community centered ideals birthed by you or I, taken for ego-sake by a highly visible person who severs us from their origination… Handle it or let the UNIVERSE handle it? Let’s explore:

• First, pray and meditate. Now, if I feel moved enough to feel some sort a way about one of these occurrences, I usually vent first… I’m not saying that’s the way to go, just being honest. But if possible Pray, meditate, and center yourself FIRST… Try to get in a place where you can see clearly, and not allow pride to lead your decisions… Ask for guidance. Sometimes the answer is that karma has your back, and you just need to wait… Sometimes you must act in some way and right away… Sometimes it’s a combo of the two like it is for me right now😉—Get clarity and do what is best. If you’re not spiritual, be honest with yourself and weigh the pro’s and cons.
• Second, I start asking myself questions. I ask myself what is bothering me the most about the situation: Will people be harmed or at a disservice if the person who has re-branded the intellectual property; takes it in the wrong direction? Will this wrong direction make future endeavors from the right people, and with the right focus, hard or impossible? Do I feel unworthy or negative feelings about myself, because of the thievery? If so, what do these feeling mean? How does the highly visible person handle those who have confronted them in similar situations? If the person has a record of being nasty &/or retaliatory, am I prepared for the fight and is it worth it?
• Third, Ask people you trust and who will be honest with you to confirm/compare your work, and tell you their honest opinion on whether the person took from you or not… People can have similar ideas at the same time, without even knowing each other. However, if you find the essence, wording & character of what you put forth in someone else’s proposal of sorts; it can be quite simple to be able to tell where they got the inspiration… Especially if what you have put out is on a public space for all to see, very unique in structure and essence, and you’re less visible person… Being less visible and insightful/talented is a parasite attractor…Be careful!
• Fourth, decide what your course of action will be. Will you try to confront the visible parasite directly, privately, publicly, both, or indirectly? No matter what you do, this sort of work, freedom work, is about the people getting the strategy, the ideals, and the revelation in their spirit; applying it to life so that we can actualize more freedom. This, however, does not mean that we can’t walk and chew gum at the same time, ‘cause really, if folks continue to behave with no integrity; we can’t build shit! So, the point of showing where ideals originate, when lies and thievery has attached said ideals to a parasitic person, who seeks to capitalize for selfish reasons… The heart behind setting this mess right must stem from a place of wanting folks to be accountable, preserving ones own healthy sense of self-worth, and preventing this same thing from happening to others… It has to be about setting things right, as opposed to retaliation. This can be a hard balance, but we must strive.
• Fifth, remember the purpose of it all. These sort of ideals that are about our people and getting us further along, this sort of intellectual property has a communal aspect to it, so no one should ever ask for money because of a highly visible person putting their name, on the efforts produced through you or I. What should be done is the highly visible person should cite the inspiration of their ideals, so that people can get ALL of the original thought behind it. This takes humility, and wanting to get things right for the sake of our people… And let’s be honest, highly visible people who do this sort of snatch and grab type thing, they are not interested in humbling down and admitting their mistakes… Unless they have had some sort of spiritual renewal. This is why they mismanage the ideals, plans, and strategy of a less visible person in the first place. They are fed by the glory their ego receives, and people like this, those who have mesmerized many; these types are dangerous to BLACK Liberation. As a unmovable principle, you can’t be revolutionary, and taking from your own at the same time…This goes for any and everything. Our journey in this life… Our struggle toward freedom is about us developing principles, character, integrity, and doing what is best; the best way it can be done…

Because freedom is still my dream, my song, my journey… Freedom for my people, and freedom for me… I get some of that freedom right? You certainly deserve freedom! Freedom from every type of oppression inside and outside the community… To share and give freely, but to also demand I and others who are not as visible, be treated with respect and dignity… Unbalanced ego will keep us all in chains, whether it is too much or too little.

^{In Unashamed Négritude & Revolutionary Love,}

^ORIT

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