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The Tiger King Madness & The Melanin Man’s Personal Milestone

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From the Melanin Man:

I got tricked into watching Netflix’s Tiger King: Murder, Mayhem, and Madness by my significant other. I did not have any interest any watching whatsoever, for I already knew it was about Caucasoids running amok with their exotic pets. There was no reason to subject myself to such foolishness other than to kill time.

My wife casually turned on the show after dinner, the perfect opportunity to catch me off guard when the majority of my blood is focused on digesting food instead of in brain where it would be more useful ( I would have went upstairs into my office and did my own thing if that was the case lol.) Low and behold, the show caught my interest and I was instantly hooked.

Then a funny thing happen that I honestly did not expect to happen: I began to develop an appreciation for the plight of the white man/woman!!

Although I know where Caucasians stand on the real totem pole that matters and I truly understand their takeover, hostile nature, I have never in my life displayed or harbored hate towards them (and I’ve said the same thing in earlier posts.) Even understanding how the world is turned upside down by their very presence, I wouldn’t even consider them my enemy. For the Melanin Man and other melanated souls out there, the enemy has always been within: to resist the urge to deny your divine self to assimilate into this physical hell for temporary relief.  Caucasians have been placed as custodians by turncoat melanated entities (archons), who are your real adversaries outside of yourself.

Anyway back to my original point (lol!), it wasn’t as much a shock as it was a revelation for me.  Tiger King brought it home for me in so many instances. You may call it white supremacy or whatnot; to me it’s just Caucasoids having the opportunity to express themselves (their true nature) uninhibited in all their glory.

Either way, you have to admire the madness for what it is.

Watching the likes of big game exploiters Joe Exotic, Doc Antle (and yes, I’d add Carol Baskin to that list even though she hides under guise of trying to rescue the tigers) have the opportunity to capitalize off of their caged exotic pets without a care in the world for so long was a treat. Seeing how Carol Baskin basically got away with murder (literally!) with the strange disappearance of her millionaire white husband Don Lewis, without so much as a side-eye from the police is beyond belief. Witnessing a guy (Joe Exotic!) on camera threaten harm to anyone, specifically law enforcement, if they try to trespass onto his zoo property without being arrested had me at a lost of words.

And that’s only a third of the outrageousness that was presented on the show.

The funniest part to me was when they tried to place Doc Antle in negative light when it came to how was able to seduce a group of women to where he has his own personal harem to assist him in maintaining his Myrtle Beach Safari. Because we live in a faux-feminist society, it’s standard procedure to flog any man that has multiple wives/girlfriends and it appears they have been lured into a cult.  Well, it’s a metaphysical fact that your best workers are females. The woman is the greatest propagator of any earthly system she benefits from. The big corporations and world governments (glorified corporations!) have figured that out, which is why women have become a mainstay in the workforce on a global scale. Women as a whole are harder workers than men. Sadly, they will keep the system running even when the system is broken. But I digress.

Can’t blame Doc Antle for creating his own small corporation that benefits him in more ways than one.

I couldn’t get over Carol Baskins. I swear if she was a non-Caucasoid, at the very least they would have found a way to put her on trial for possible murder of her ex-husband, even if the evidence was insufficient. I’m moved to think that she got a hold of some voodoo/Hoodoo magic to dummify the investigating law enforcement agencies. The way that she stared at her current husband as he spoke when they were interviewed in the documentary was disturbing. She had to have him under some sort of mind control; she didn’t have to speak as much because he was basically her mouth-piece.

 

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Definitely a hen-pecked man (courtesy of sausageroll.com)

Hey, Carol Baskins found a way to get her ex-husband’s bag and have the world wrapped around her finger.

You have to give it to the white man/woman. This world has been geared for their success; everyone else gets screwed over. They may turned on each other from time to time for a supposed greater good (Big Brother came a-calling for a fall guy to appease the pet lover/PETA faction of their collective. Joe Exotic just so happened to be the fall guy.) Don’t get it twisted, justice was NOT being served; the machine is still alive. The white man/woman is still running amok.

And it’s really OK. Today is the Caucasoids’ time to shine. I can’t even hate on that. Accepting that reality has been a personal breakthrough for me.

There was time long ago, melanated beings had that same opportunity. That time has passed; we’ve moved on from humanity.

 

I don’t know if the same can be said for the Caucasoid. Especially since for the majority of them mastering this earthly, physical realm will be best that they will ever achieve.

 

Stay focused on the real prize, fam!

 

 

Peace and Love,

The Melanin Man

The Journey Back Home

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From the Melanin Man:

Consciousness has a totally different meaning than when I first began to question the world around me. In the beginning I had to put a name to it (Black consciousness) so it was clear where I stood in my newfound awakening. I was for Black (melanated) People, with Black People, about Black People through thick and thin. I desired to see my peoples rise from the maladies that plague us by and large still to this day.

For the most part, I’m still that way.

Yet, through my own personal experiences I’ve realized that there’s a more significant purpose, something I’ve touched on a bit in previous posts. And the term consciousness has a new meaning to me. Consciousness is not just the defense system that protects your deepest, darkest, realest part of you (your subconscious) from being subdued with false rhetoric. In this day and time for me, consciousness is waking up to the reality that you are on a mission to transform your soul into something different than from its original configuration. 

The journey back home, or the journey back to the Source as a renewed entity , can take place over many lifetimes. I guarantee that it takes more than one lifetime to fully understand the nature of humanity in its totality. I’m pretty sure that in some of those lifetimes you were not aware of your soul’s purpose (or that you even had a soul) thus you were unable to untangle yourself from the illusion of humanity. In that regard, it’s possible that you may have “wasted” some lifetimes. Yet any and all experience is good experience, whether or not you were aware of the bigger picture at the time. Also, we choose our lifetimes prior to incarnating into physical; so from that aspect, there is a possibility we choose not to be conscious at all during those lifetimes. 

Speaking for myself, I cannot imagine living one lifetime, rather multiple lifetimes at that, without being conscious of my soul’s journey. It does not seem plausible to me whatsoever. Learning about Akasha (ether, melanin, the fifth element) and the Akashic Records, it’s possible that I could’ve lived a life or lives where I was all in on humanity and being human.

Note: Without the fifth element (that inner melanin, the black sun or soul), you cannot tap into those Records.

I could have saved thousands as a hero of the people in one life, or I could have killed millions in another as a tyrannical dictator. I could have built pyramids in the Americas and/or Africa with such ease in one time, or I could have been a slave serving my masters in those same locations in another time. Thinking about those possibilities brings home the fact that this earthly physical realm is only a testing ground for all sorts of drama, whether positive or negative, good or bad. Either way, the experience enriches the soul that brings it one step closer to total metamorphosis. No need to be emotional about the madness that incurs through it all. You’re suppose to be a chaos (melanated) being anyway, so the insanity that occurs on this realm should be a piece of cake. 

I haven’t tapped into my past lives yet; someday I will once I master deep meditation and learn to listen to my inner voice on a more regular basis. For now, it’s more important to focus on the life I have now than the ones I’ve previously lived. By the way things have turned out so far in my almost 34 years of existence in this current form, especially during these interesting times, my journey may be about to come to an end. 

 

Where does your soul stand on it’s journey back home? 

 

Peace and Love,

The Melanin Man