Today is a good day. Each morning when I arise, I take some time to say a prayer, giving thanks to my Creator–God. After that, I prepare for my day.
These days, I am contemplating moving. Physically, yes, but also, spiritually. My consciousness is rising and I am eager to see what this does to me intellectually. You see, when your conscious-man begins to elevate, so does your thinking.
Been in Georgia…going on 11 years now. Didn’t think I’d stay this long. Where I reside, a lot of people from out of state are moving here. People like the little town I reside but I am feeling that I must move on to bigger things.
This morning, I’ve been listening to Dawah Israel Youtube video commentary on everything dealing with Black people. He’s raw. Unap0logetically Black–and so original; the mold was stolen. But he can’t be duplicated. Well, as I’ve been listening, Dawah made a statement at the beginning of his videos that caught my ear, and thus, the title of this piece was born.
What I am feeling today…is complete pride in who I am, my people, my culture, and our destiny on this planet.
The media would have us believe that every Black person on this planet is dying and in despair. That’s not true. I’m sitting by a window typing this blog and the sun is shining. I feel good and have hope for tomorrow.
But…that’s the lie “they” push.
Because white people are running out of time. And they want to take everyone with them. They are dying off. Currently at negative birthrate, they are scared for they know, this means their end–at some time in the near future. It’s that severe.
We don’t care. Many are rejoicing at the news. Me. I’m ecstatic. Elated. It’s like wind blowing through my hair; the draft lifting each hair strand like a waving flag. And I salute the Almighty for paying revenge on the infidels who gave him the middle finger, bastardizing his name, serving his enemy with pride; and he countered: using science and genetics to destroy their evil ass. There is a cosmic intelligence in this universe and NO LIVING THING is above his laws.
The joke is on you, CraKKKa.
And the people you tried to destroy…are telling you to kiss their black ass.
(And the guitar keeps playing…)