…Suffering BEGINS!!!
The definition of E.G.O.:
E: Expectations, Expressions, & Emotions
G: Gone
O: Overboard
You gotta get OVER yourself to GET BACK YOUR-SELF!!!
In-joy your day peoples!!!
The Melanin Man
Your Human life is one big boiling pot of an alchemical transformation that isn’t completed until you die. Take the opportunity to learn truth and more about yourself each day that you’re in your human shell. That’s the only thing that is worth being INCARCERATED within the shell for.
Yearn to learn!
The Melanin Man
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
Image is not my own…
From the Melanin Man:
Besides the dystopian flicks and superhero craze we’ve been saturated with over the past 20 to 25 years, which is another future post in of itself, there is a ton of content being produced when it comes to A.I. , artificial intelligence. It’s becoming a reality in our everyday lives as well, where driverless vehicles may so become the norm. And we’re pretty much aware that movies and television have a weird tendency to predict the future when it comes tomorrow’s technology.
Makes you think, hmm? But anyway…
As any casual observer would assume that robots are taking over jobs and lives, I’m of the opinion that the commentary and existence of artificial intelligence speaks to a larger yet underrated issue: the unavoidable mundaneness of the present reality.
The definition of artificial, from Webster’s Dictionary 1828:
ARTIFI’CIAL, adjective
1. Made or contrived by art, or by human skill and labor, in opposition to natural; as artificial heat or light; an artificial magnet.
2. Feigned, fictitious; not genuine or natural; as artificial tears.
3. Contrived with skill or art.
4. Cultivated; not indigenous; not being of spontaneous growth; as artificial grasses.
Indeed, we live in an ARTIFICIAL reality. The majority of us consume education, foods, media, and religion that is feigned and fictitious. The majority of us lead ARTIFICIAL lives contrived by entities who seek to choke out the spontaneity, the natural, the UNTAMED SPIRITUALITY in the Black Melanin-Dominant.
We, Black Man/Woman, are being cultivated into ARTIFICIAL BEINGS!
What does it say about the state of the Black Man/Woman that the majority of us whose livelihood depends on activities that can be replaced by machines/robots? And even if we have careers that require our unique gifts & talents, we are bound by a restrictive moral code and cannibalistic system that keeps us at bay. The vital force (which according to Google, is the energy or spirit which animates living creatures ; the soul) of the Black Man & Black Woman has been subdued when it comes to its elusive, transcendent liberation from the entrapment of humanity, ultimately subverted to serve those who severely lack in that area: the infamous Melanin-Recessive.
In such instances where Blacks, as the artificial beings we’ve become, attain self-awareness a.k.a. knowledge of self (i.e. The Terminator, I, Robot, The Matrix, and other movie that detail the uprising of A.I.), soon enough we’ll RETURN back to our rightful place as DIVINE BEINGS! No such thing will occur for the Caucasoid, and all those who are Melanin-Recessive. They are not gifted with the vital force, the DIVINE SPARK, to achieve true liberation.
That’s unless the Black Man & Black Woman continue to stay comatose and addicted to this thing called humanity, unconsciously yielding their invaluable essence to the REAL ARTIFICIAL BEINGS.
Black Man/Woman, how have you spent your energy doing time as a human being?
Are you (and I’m including myself) too afraid to break away from the illusion to free your SOUL? I understand you have to feed your family and get some sort of gratification out of thing called life. The human body can tend to be needy and greedy at times.
Yet, how much of your energy will you continue to invest when you’ve come to grips with the limitations of humanity, and began to embrace your SPIRITUAL SELF?
Like the Good Book says, you can’t serve TWO MASTERS.
And when you think about, isn’t artificiality the natural state of humanity absent SPIRITUALITY???
Peace and Love to my melanated family,
The Melanin Man
From the Melanin Man:
How ironic I discuss this topic only a couple of days from my anniversary. But I feel the need to get this off my chest right now, so to hell with it.
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I haven’t been married that long. Most would assume that I need more years under my belt to be qualified to speak on the topic of marriage, to spit out some worthwhile wisdom.
Well, I beg to differ.
In the four years that I’ve been “officially” married (not counting two years of courting and breaking up, making up sessions), I’ve learned a lifetime’s worth of wisdom regarding this pastime called marriage. And that wisdom has been supplemented with even more knowledge from speaking with older men and elders who have been married (and some cases, divorced!) longer than I’ve been married.
I have observed many things within the confines of marriage, but there are three in particular that stand out to me, such as:
1. Man and woman (the definition of a authentic marriage) tend to come into the situation with unrealistic expectations of who and what their spouse SHOULD be to them. When I decided go through my personal transformation, my wife was supportive when it came to improving my physical health and losing weight, even though she did not like the method that I was going about it. It was major adjustment for her when I dropped meat from my diet, and she continues to this day to remind me how she misses that part of me.
Regarding my intellectually and spiritual growth, she has had major reservations. Giving up religion and traditional concept of God has not gone over well for her. She does not fully respect my newfound opinions on what Black life should be, the importance of melanin, how life and reality is not what it seems, etc. She is weary of the direction that I am going.
2. In this Westernized version of marriage, it is virtually impossible to have a relationship (intimate or non-intimate) with the opposite sex, other than your spouse. Surprise, surprise. This one is a given. But if know anything about the nature of man, it is not the most realistic to maintain. Recently in my life, I have came across women who have intrigued me, not necessarily sexually, but mentally and spiritually in ways that have been comparable, and in some cases, more than what I have received from my wife.
And you know the funny thing? I don’t feel once ounce of guilt.
3. The imagery of a marriage in this society matters a little too much these days. We know marriage will not be “perfect” from any stretch of the imagination. But that doesn’t stop married folk from putting on a front in the midst of family and friends. Everyone wants to play Keep Up With the Jones. Every married couple on some level seeks to strive for that white picket fence, “American Dream” fantasy. Competition, a sacred American tradition, is the sacred underlying factor in all of this.
I’ve never been the competitive type either. At this juncture in my life, I don’t give two flying you-know-whats about what people think about me. Now, my wife on the other hand…
She’s not materialistic whatsoever, but she does have a very strong tendency to care about what others think about her, and that extends into the family unit. That appears to be a common trait amongst Westernized, Americanized women, no matter ethnicity.
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This Westernized, religified version of marriage serves as a microcosm to the current reality that dominates the scene, a restrictive condition to the true nature and potential of the archetypal Black Man and Black Woman.
As I stated in a post concerning the drawbacks of compromising, in reference to individual growth, when both spouses have totally different mindsets it creates problems. I said it once, I said it twice, and I’ll say it again: MEN CREATE THE REALITY, WOMEN MAINTAIN IT! In my case, I have chosen a mindset that embraces my Black nature, and I desire to create the reality based off of it. My wife, like the majority of our Black women in this paradigm, has the mindset of what I explained in number 3 above (and here.) And there is the dilemma.
I want nothing to do with that foolishness. It goes against everything that I’m trying to be as a Black Man who is becoming more aware by the millisecond. The sad part about it is that I truly and dearly love my wife, and there is potential in her to cross over into the dark side.
But love is NOT enough in this war for Black liberation.
Despite what has been preached by the state and its sheep, love and marriage are not synonymous with each other. Now, I understand why arranged marriages were prevalent and still occur to this day, basically because it’s not based off the superficiality of love we’ve been duped into practicing these days (Gotta check out “The Science of Love” by John Baines, folks!) Marriage SHOULD be considered a partnership, a business arrangement to achieve a common goal. In the case of liberation for the Black Man and Black Woman and a return back to their archetypal selves, marriage SHOULD be used as a weapon to achieve that goal.
For any other reason, we’re just playing a GAME, like any other card game, board game, or video game we’ve past the time with. That’s what the powers-that-be (or the powers-that-wanna-be) have turned it into, a profitable one on so many levels. And just like any game you play, you have boundaries, rules and regulations you have to abide by.
“NO CHEATING ON THE TEST.”
“NO CHEATING ON YOUR TAXES.”
“NO CHEATING ON YOUR SPOUSE.”
Aha!
(Side note 1: I can do a post strictly on the word “cheat”, and how the powers-that-wanna-be use the label to keep people in check. I just might.)
I always wondered when it came to the topic of having affairs, mistresses, side chicks or side dudes, the accused would be cursed with that label.
Courtesy of Google :
cheat
v.
1. act dishonestly or unfairly in order to gain an advantage especially in a game or examination.
2. avoid (something undesirable) by luck or skill.
n.
1. a person who behaves dishonestly in order to gain an advantage.
A couple of questions:
1. If you told your spouse upfront you were having feelings or thoughts for another man/woman without physically acting on it, would you still be a “cheater?”
The act has already been birthed in your mind, so the act has already occurred. That’s what matters anyway…mind OVER matter, baby!
2. Are you really cursed with sin because you had feelings for another man/woman besides your spouse?
(I’m telling you, you need to check out that book.)
Take a look at nature amongst animals. How many monogamous relationships do you find in the animal kingdom? “But man is greater than animal,” you say. “He should know better than.” Is that your ego talking or are you’re just repeating what you’ve been told?
I can say with all honesty that the animal kingdom has an advantage. A tiger knows what it is. An eagle knows what it is. A bear knows what it is.
Do you know what you are, Black Man and Black Woman?
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Once upon a time long ago, when Black folk dominated the world stage, polygamy was not a side-eye taboo. It was our culture. A few countries today still practice the tradition, but it’s not prevalent as it used to be. And definitely not in the regions of the earth that it should be in this day and age.
Every wonder why polygamy is illegal and shunned in the West (the dominant power at the moment?) IGNORE the propaganda, it just so happens the cream-of-the-crop Black Men and Women also reside in the West. Even though the majority of us are the walking dead, our genes are still second-to-none on the planet. This is due in part to the times of “slavery”, with the mixing of blood between the different captive African tribes.
When the time comes when we WAKE UP (its happening as we speak in bits and pieces), and we practice that culture and walk out our destiny…
Oh…boy.
The Black Man, who is connected to his archetypal self and knows HIS-story, has the capability to love more than one woman. That same Black Man will not fool around with any woman outside of the one he already has if they are not of the same frequency, and if it does not perpetuate a reality of Black empowerment and unity that can benefit ALL PARTIES INVOLVED.
The Black Woman, who is connected to her archetypal self and knows her culture, understands and overstands that her worth is NOT determined by the ability to have and KEEP her man. The Black Woman knows her ability to nurture the spark of that man (his seed, which, in the physical form translates to children, and the mental and spiritual form translates to that reality mentioned previously) is of the upmost importance.
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In this paradigm, the state has used marriage in its limited form as a tool to keep not only Black folk, but the masses in general, docile, under control, and for accounting purposes. They have certainly made marriage an institution that is CONSUMERISTIC BY NATURE and only benefits those who wish to keep and maintain power.
What is one of the top reasons for divorce (which is another lucrative byproduct from marriage if and when it dissolves, concocted by the state?)
Finances.
A consumeristic marriage is a prosperous marriage in this reality.
Remember when I said marriage is only a “microcosm” on what occurs on the grand scale?
Can you imagine a marital union structure that doesn’t have to depend on fiat money to be successful? One where there was less competition and more cooperation and sharing amongst one another?
Less capitalistic and more collective?
LESS MONOGOMOUS AND MORE POLYGAMOUS???
Our husbands and wives would stop looking at each other as their property, and more like unique beings in the human form.
(Side note 2: You apply this thinking in religion, it’s funny how the popular religions of today are styled in monotheism, versus polytheism that was prominent back in the day. Just saying…)
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I can go on and on about this, and there will probably be more posts to follow concerning this matter. But I think I’ve said enough to digest for a while on this one.
What I’ve said I don’t say out of spite or misery. Because besides the occasional argument me and my wife may have or the observations I listed previously, I’m pretty satisfied with my marriage. We have a good situation going on, according the benchmark set by the current paradigm.
I’m just calling it like I see it. I seek liberation in and around my life on every level; the status quo doesn’t bother her that much. It is only so far we can go before one of us will have to submit and compromise to keep this ball rolling.
Hopefully it’s not muah. But that’s why we play the game, so to speak.
SMH…that’s a crying shame.
Peace and Love to my melanated family,
The Melanin Man
From the Melanin Man:
For the longest, I’ve considered myself a staunch introvert.
I’m not too big on crowds. I am more comfortable with one-on-one interactions instead of group dialogues. I enjoy my spending time with myself, by myself, and away from everyone else.
But was that by nature, or by design?
From what I recall, prior to my parents’ separation when I was only 10, I was more talkative, more outgoing, more vibrant, more confident as a young kid than I was in my later teens, and quite honestly, well into college and young adult age. Basically, I was more on the extroverted side.
With dad leaving and not being as involved as he once had been before the split, I started to be more shy and timid, afraid to speak up and embarrassed to speak out…
…to defend myself…
…to express my opinions and thoughts, OR…
…even introducing myself to the ladies lol smh.
In this parasitic white-European society, it is crucial for the Black mother and the Black father to stay involved in the development of their offspring throughout their adolescent years.
If not, well, we know what the consequences are, from others we know or through our own personal experiences.
After dad left the scene, I was easy pickings.
I may have dodged the trappings of teen pregnancy, the drug game, gang life, jail or even an early death, but I became withdrawn nevertheless. Going thru an educational system (the most essential tool used by our adversary) that does everything in its power to subdue the unique individuality of the Black child can turn the greatest of our children to reclusive and isolated beings.
Through means such as…
…using medical diagnoses like ADD/ADHD (yeah, they tried to put that label on me. Thank you mom for fighting that!) to keep the Black child medicated and sedated…
…having primarily white-European female teachers who ADVERTANTLY adhere to upholding an illusionary white supremacy doctrine and know nothing about raising or caring for the welfare of Black children whatsoever…
…being influenced by their fellow Black peers and loved ones, who are brainwashed themselves through programming, with bullying and peer pressure to conform and fall in line…
…parents who are, figuratively speaking, deaf, dumbed-down, and blind that they have no clue how to actually get the best out of their offspring but to go by the tried and true method…
..this society has perfected the art of repressing and oppressing the natural greatness and genius of the Black child!!
Granted, despite all of that, we have managed to find major success in every field and arena imaginable, in spite of our personal circumstances (either two-parent, one-parent, no parent home, etc.) Yet that success is still based off the rules and framework of a white-European minded archetype that goes against our true nature as highly-melanated beings.
We can’t be who (and what) we truly are. Or rather, we are not ALLOWED to be.
That would obliterate the delusion that is white supremacy.
That’s why it is a must, a requirement actually, right now in this day and age that the Black mothers and fathers of today’s Black youth are WOKE and CONSCIOUS of, first and foremost, themselves and their culture, as well as the paradigm we are currently TRAPPED in.
With THIRD EYE (first eye) Black parents teaching their offspring, the demise of this destructive white-Eurocentric paradigm will surely be achieved.
I acknowledge that my dad’s departure from the family unit took a toll on my physical, mental, and physical health, yet I refuse to place the blame entirely on his shortcomings. When I think about it from a spiritual perspective, my decision to draw within after my dad’s absence was a defense mechanism to shield me from a world that is not keen on Black pride or excellence in any shape form or fashion. From my recollection, Dad, may he rest his soul in peace and power, was not aware or awaken to the true machinations of this paradigm. I truly believed that if he had been more involved in my adolescent years, at best, he would have only taught me simply how to survive (see: perpetuate) the current paradigm, not to DEPART from it and to DESTROY it.
Not to say that I didn’t need or want my dad during that time in life, but sometimes I ask myself: the man I am striving to be, was I better off?
(If it seems like I’m placing a lot of responsibility on Black men, refer to this post for perspective. Also, there will be second part to that post that is specifically geared toward the men.)
I see my dilemma as a microcosm of the Black collective in general today, introverted and withdrawn. Only until adulthood through my own extenuating circumstances did I began to fully embrace my Blackness, my melanated self, and broadcast it for the world to see, no matter the circumstances.
The result? The Melanin Man.
When will we, Black Man and Black Women, start to become more extroverted as a collective like we once were not too long ago?
Sooner or later, our true nature, when we embrace it, will come to the surface eventually!
As the saying goes…as above, so below! Or more aptly put for this post…as below, So ABOVE!
Stay Black and embrace that melanin, family!
Peace and Love to my melanated family,
The Melanin Man
From the Melanin Man:
A fellow blogger, Luminous Life Links , nominated me for an award recently, The Sunshine Blogger Award. I love that title! It’s nice to know that I am able to relate and connect with people at this stage in my life. That means my blogging efforts are not in vain. Here a description of the award:
The Sunshine Blogger Award is an award given from one blogger to another as a way to promote community and boost moral. Bloggers give this award to an equal whom they feel embody creativity and talent.
My Questions and Answers:
Here are 11 of my favorite blogs (in no particular order). Thank you for sharing yourself and inspiring me to be a better me! Your blood, sweat, and words are not in vain, fam.
Show them some love when you have a chance:
Nominees: Please see the rules above. After you compose your blog post and answer the 11 questions, please come back to this post and comment with the URL for your post. Also, feel free to share any thoughts about this experience.
Here’s the 11 questions:
Review the rules before writing your post (if you decide to do so LOL!)
Enjoy your day, fam!
Peace and Love to my melanated family,
The Melanin Man
From the Melanin Man:
Caution: Hey fellas, I’m not trying to get brownie points with the ladies here. I’m simply expressing my true feelings on these matters. So don’t feel slighted…
I’m a pretty decent player of chess. I haven’t played in years, so I have to dust off my skills so I won’t embarrass myself the next time (?) I do play the game. But I have to say, chess is the best and YES, overused analogies to the game (or illusion?) of life.
Most of us who are familiar and practitioners of the game of chess will admit that the Queen is the most powerful and dynamic piece on the board. That is a gimmee. Just as the King, the Queen can move north-south, east-west, and diagonally. The difference is that the Queen can move as many spaces at a given turn whereas the King can only move one space at a time. And just like the Castle, Knight, Bishop, and Pawns, her duty is to protect her King.
Just about every chess player will tell you that the Queen is the ultimate x-factor within the game. That same thought applies also in the game of Life.
On the surface it appears that the Black Woman is low on the totem pole in terms of respect and value on the social, political, biological, basically in all facets of the paradigm. In actuality, the Black Woman is THE FOUNDATION AND BASIS of that totem pole, the supreme being on the planet only matched by her male counterpart the Black Man. Yet if us Black men were to be truly honest with ourselves, the Black Woman is the strongest being between the two of us.
The belief that “women are the weakest species” is a half-truth; from a physical perspective that may be the case. But on the spiritual/metaphysical level they have their male counterparts beat by a country mile, because primarily the Black Woman has the stronger connection to Nature between the two.
In the BLACKMAN-BLACKWOMAN Relationship Part 1 and Part 2, I explained what the true dynamics should look like between the Black Man and Black Woman: Black men are to create new realities/solve the problems/ provide new visions, Black women are to nurture/foster/cultivate those new realties through conducive environments and vibrant offspring. Basically the Black Man is the agent of change (acid, the catalyst), and the Black woman is the securer (base, the foundation) of that change and how it will be manifested.
(Side note 1: It’s popular opinion that women, on whole, need to feel security from the man. Maybe in the physical realm, through finances, physicality, etc. When it comes to what truly matters in the long run, the man is really in need of the woman’s security to realize his vision.)
(Side note 2: A analogy within an analogy, in Kemetstry (Chemistry), when an acid is mixed with base solution, the acid transforms the base into a new substance. After the transformation is complete, the acid is dissolved and only the new substance remains. Maybe there is a correlation to why women, particularly married women, commonly outlive their husbands. Must be Nature, huh?!)
Yet we place too much emphasis on the decrepitude state that a good number of our Black men find themselves in. We should realize that when the Queen, the Black Queen, is apprehended in chess, the game is effectively over (unless you are the very, very few who’s skilled enough to hold your own without the Black Queen, which is extremely hard when your opponent has their white Queen still in play.) The Black Man (King) does not have a fighting chance to thrive or even survive when his Black Woman (Queen) has been captured and co-opted by his white rival(s). His vision cannot be realized nor actualized when his woman has been seized and brainwashed with a European mindset that is totally detrimental to the essence of the Black Woman and subsequently, the Black Man.
As a tool used by her white King and a false ally of the white Queen, the Black Woman herself is transformed into a change agent (a male imitation) and dispatched to the Black man to compete with and eventually force his surrender to assimilate into the Eurocentric, Westernized way. Unfortunately and on most occasions inadvertently, that parasitic mindset is passed down to their offspring.
Game. Set. Match.
I love the fact that my sistas are achieving in every profession imaginable, from S.T.E.M. based professions to law and politics to entrepreneurship. Y’all want the good life. Plus, a good number of y’all these days are the breadwinners and have to hold the fort down for your families. These examples only exemplify the brilliance and ingenuity that y’all possess, and its BEAUTIFUL baby!
But ask yourself the following questions, ladies:
Whose world are you supporting and keeping alive by participating within its machinations?
Is it a world envisioned by your true equal, the Black Man?
Does it take advantage of ALL of your gifts and talents that you’re aware and unaware of?
Is that melanin of yours really being put to the test?
Don’t get me wrong, sistas, the Black Man overall is missing in action. We lost our spiritual connection somewhere along the way and, thus, our vision to return to Blackness. Minus the few Black men who have continued to fight the good fight, we’ve waved the “white flag”, unchallenging and incorporating into white supremacy. Consequently, we lost the trust of our women.
So we have our work cut out for us.
But trust, the tide will turn and we will find our way home once again, my Queens and Goddesses!
(Don’t worry brothers! There’s a post coming for you concerning what the vision should look like in the near future. )
I believe this to be truth that can be taken to the bank any day of the week: No woman on EARTH can compare nor equal the magnificence and splendor of the Black Woman!
I’m obviously prejudice in that regard ( and many, many other regards), and that’s OK.
She birthed me, she nurtured me, she raised me, she loved me…
…and she is the TRUE PROTECTOR, THE GATEKEEPTRESS, OF MY (OUR) REALITY!
I love you, Black Woman. The image below says it all!
(Support the sistas and their efforts! https://www.etsy.com/listing/589762057/black-queen-chess-piece-t-shirts-t)
Peace and Love to my melanated family,
The Melanin Man
From the Melanin Man:
So Mr. Melanin Man, what is Blackness to you?
“Well, if really want to hear what I have to say…
“Blackness is MORE than my caramel-copper skin tone or the twirl and curl of my hair uniquely referred to as a “nap.”
“Blackness is MORE than the sum of my struggles as a “person of color” growing up in the “land of milk and honey.”
“Blackness is MORE than the style of my wardrobe, the roots of my heritage, the gait in my walk, or the slang in my talk.
“Blackness is MORE than a two-hour fantasy film that gives a DEPICTION of what Blackness is from a foreign perspective.
“These are physical qualifiers that are SENSELESS to the advanced spiritual being that I AM!
“Blackness, to me, is AWAKENING the feminine energy that is primal to me from dormancy to practicality.
“Blackness, to me, is the NEVER ENDING QUEST, to constantly dive in the “dark abyss” to gain the KNOWLEDGE OF SELF.
“Blackness, to me, is placing the gift of my melanin, THE ESSENCE OF MY SOUL, under the stress of life trivialities to transform into the GOD I AM destined to be.
“Blackness, to me, is all-encompassing, infinite, ever-lasting, FOREVER AND ETERNITY!
“That is what Blackness is to me.
And that is WHAT, not WHO, I AM!!!”
What is Blackness to you, fam?
Enjoy your Friday!
Peace and Love to my melanated family,
The Melanin Man
From The Melanin Man:
Disclaimer: This is not a spoiler alert. There will be no DECODING/ANALYZING conducted on this post. I refuse to waste precious energy on decoding such tomfoolery.
(For those of you who wish to read that, click here, here, here, here and here. And here. AND here. There brothers and sisters of mine have already done a beautiful job of that.)
Reluctantly this morning I accompanied my wife to watch probably (let’s be honest, it is) the most hyped Black movie of all-time Black Panther. Previously I told myself I wasn’t going to rush and watch the movie, in part due to the obscene amount of hype it has received thus far. The other reason was because I felt it was not worth the price of admission.
And of course I was right. And why do I feel this way, you ask?
I certain beyond a shadow of a doubt that I don’t need to be entertained like I’m a child (why do we feel the need to still be entertained, fam? why are we STILL exhibiting childlike behavior?) Maybe I’m in a different space mentally and spiritually right now. Maybe I’ve separated myself from the pack to the point that simple pleasures such as observing Black-African cultural symbolism in a positive light on a stupid 2-D screen does not even move me anymore.
Leave it to Disney (yuck!) to get us to feel good about being Black!
I’m through with all of the faux symbolism and feel-good stories we see in fantasy TV-land that we cannot seem to figure out as people to actualize in our REAL LIVES.
Sometimes I wonder when that time will come when we will cease to decode and analyze the foolishness that is thrown to us by the powers-that-be and begin to apply that knowledge in reality. For those of us who are NOT caught up in that entertainment mentality, how many more movies do we have to study and breakdown before we get the picture and make the changes that we need to change?
I’m not excluded from that question. I’m holding myself accountable as well.
Do we really get what’s going on? Or are we feeling special because we know a little something something?
Now don’t get me wrong, for the majority of our people who are literally SPIRITUALLY DEAD there is obviously a need to do such a thing. But I’ve realized awhile ago that a individual’s return to consciousness (whether they’re melanin-rich or not) should be left to them and them only. At some point, for the few of us who are privy to the madness, we may have to shun DEAD WEIGHT until it decides to LIVE AGAIN, so we can do real work.
I mean, there is no way The Black Panther should be the cultural phenomenon that it is amongst our people. A superhero movie? REALLY?!
There may be one truth that I’ve learned from the movie (or rather reinforced since I’ve been feeling this way for a awhile now) and the hoopla that surrounds it, and that is this:
The greatest trick ever pulled by an oppressor to the oppressed is to have them think they’re oppressed in the first place. “
Once you know who you are and where you come from, you cease to be a victim no matter the circumstances.
Learn your history, fam. Preferably through a book performed through intense research and scholarship (don’t get stuck on white-man validation, either) and not some damn fantasy flick.
FUCK BLACK PANTHER! There, I said it.
Peace and Love to my melanated family,
The Melanin Man
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