A couple of years ago I ran into a Congolese man at campus square in Auckland Park closer to the centre Johannesburg, he was a refined christian missionary recruiter selling Jesus with distinct, which is positive in its foundation; i see no issue in mastering your craft; there’s nothing worse than listening to an unsure person. stuttering and mumbling through the speech, the hot wind is better than that. I believe the white man has mastered his 8/10 in reaching his true potential; while we are barely getting by with our 3/10s, nonetheless that’s where we are, 4/10 if we are really getting better. we are simply not being what we are good at to be plain. we busy hobbling through foreign traits and trying to be the best we can be.
well this man sold me Jesus like a sales person desperate to make sale on a bad month, i listened to answer, i wasn’t having it, i was on conscious aggressive mode; where debates about religion was sport to me. he said all the common right things to spark my new found knowledge and mockery; like had it not been for slavery we would still be cannibalistic and barbaric, living in the jungle swinging from tree to tree or the new testament is the new truth. he spoke as a child that got ice cream after a beating. that’s how messed up our psyche is, we are grateful for the butchering, manslaughter, murder and rape of our people. and hope the wheel of evolution is true to us as the knife he took out to spill our blood, then seconds later we sat by him and hope he has grown a heart and a soft touch for us or he has found Jesus in the mistranslated verses.
the conqueror didn’t ask or ask to be pardoned, he poisoned the land and made sure everything that survived still had poison in its system. it was brutal and sacrificial, do we not carry the heaviness now as we did? we know he came, killed and never set foot in the forgiveness podium, he earned his masters in torture and thievery, that has been his strong 8/10, his arithmetic and geometry are stolen legends, his not spiritually embodied but understands the mystery of the closing 3rd eye. unapologetic he has build his empire in the greenfields of our ancestors.
while we are consumed in a system that we cannot just step aside and be free. well i wish somebody sold me the nommos on my way to fisher ways; or the Tree of life on my hiking trip. the energy we have for debates should be translated into actions on the streets not just to amuse our sense of scholarship. we are well spoken about what is not happening rather than what we are implementing.
we are intentionally or unintentionally participating in the slavery of our age. the damn if i do and damn if i don’t makes the head spin. from the 9-5 jobs for our semi skilled people, the degrees we acquire that give us bread and butter, the titles we obtain from a racist system that keeps us off the hunger, we are in the melting pot looking at better predicaments. we are slaves whether we are field or housed. it is non progressive to our being. i know it feels like something but its truly a slow death like purchasing these slave movies.
well thinking makes ignorance a blissful state of mind. the distortion of financial freedom, mental health or spiritual independence these are the battle grounds. but where is the practice of independence? at the church he build to count the conversion of black to completely not black. we are evolving at his command. following the death of a people and a race. it is truly amusing that we can sit in round tables and play the “woke” tags while we know nothing about our nature nor do we have a plan for our people. what is the future of the afrikan? rebuilding the man? the woman and child? systematic societies?
well the thought of our spiritual dynamics being barbaric is a pathetic mental disease. but the mind set thrives in almost all that are converted in to the deception of church or 21st century thinking, the so called schooled and aware. we are institutionalized in all forms; it is without error to say we haven’t had a black man that speaks black in a long time, we have had our 3/10s with a courted culture that evolved to an abusive state captured through the patriarchal system.we have traditional custodians, pan afrikans, Afrocentric scholars who still need reshaping of the black evolution not in the current supremacy system. since it seems the revolution is for the liberation of one illusion into another. we can debate the problem all day and sleep on it.
fighting white supremacy is one, but the mental attitude and spiritual state need cleansing too, we fought for freedom and independence with crosses on our chests or the mekkah moon. while our divinity was a mid day study. whom did we fight against with guns they made? think about it. independence was given as it suites the evolution of their race. not because the war was badly lost,not because too many of us were dying. nothing the man has given to us was meant to evolve us,
not religion, politics, school, material or better jobs has made us better human beings. but we have became better hypocrites, mentally corrupt and perverted souls. even in our advanced thinking the fall is the exclusion of the mass whom are under the poison of lesser thinking.
but should i blame a child born into bondage? he knows what he is being taught. he doesn’t know the great ka kongo, why would he; its not in the school system. its not in the national geographic. when I googled searched the history of South Afrika i got as far as the slavery trades in cape town. because the psychological effects of those events should be prominent to keep a people beneath their potential, not the victory in blood river or the take over from the strange ones. the cloth has been kept tight while transparency is being preached. the nature of the man was never to better us. it will not be, he cannot change his mind. if he lets you in his house wonder why. he has not forgotten.