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Number of Brain States

"The brain is made up of one hundred billion nerve cells or "neurons" which is the basic structural and functional units of the nervous system. Each neuron makes something like a thousand to ten thousand contacts with other neurons and these points of contact are called synapses where exchange of information occurs.
   And based on this information, someone has calculated that the number of possible permutations and combination of brain activity, in other words the number of brain states, exceeds the number of elementary particles in the known universe."
~Vilayanur Ramachandran

"Hail, sister, may you live in God".


Archaeologists have revealed the remains of what they say was a "high status" woman of African origin who lived in York during Roman times. ...Her grave dates back to the second half of the 4th Century. She was buried with items including jet and elephant ivory bracelets, earrings, beads and a blue glass jug. She also had a rectangular piece of bone, which is thought to have originally been mounted in a wooden box, which was carved to read, "Hail, sister, may you live in God'. (more).
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Idren have been to 'old' York, a city in northern England. Actually really beautiful countryside; a little younger than London (1ad), it was a roman provincial capital (slave-based civiliesashun) with lots of church history too (humpty-dumpty-style). Sisters carried the Word despite bby back then too.
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Fistbump Sis. Sokori blacklooks

The Origin of Death ~ Khoesan


THE Moon, it is said, sent once an insect to men, saying, "Go to Men, and tell them, 'As I die, and dying live, so you shall also die, and dying live.'" The insect started with the message, but while on his way was overtaken by the hare, who asked: "On what errand are you bound? "The insect answered: "I am sent by the Moon to men, to tell them that as she dies, and dying lives, they also shall die, and dying live." The hare said, "As you are an awkward runner, let me go." With these words he ran off, and when he reached men, he said, "I am sent by the Moon to tell you, 'As I die, and dying perish, in the same manner you also shall die and come wholly to an end."' Then the hare returned to the Moon, and told her what he had said to men. The Moon reproached him angrily, saying, "Do you dare tell the people a thing which I have not said? With these words she took up a piece of wood, and struck him on the nose. Since that day the hare's nose is slit, but men believe what hare had told them.
[sAfrika's cawbaan peuah]

Babylon System (Tradition), Or The Danger of a Single Story

Chimamanda Adichie: The danger of a single story

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Bob Marley - Babylon System


We refuse to be
What you wanted us to be;
We are what we are:
That's the way (way) it's going to be.
If you don't know!
You can't educate I
For no equal opportunity:
(Talkin' 'bout my freedom)
Talkin' 'bout my freedom,
People freedom (freedom) and liberty!
Yeah, we've been trodding on the winepress much too long:
Rebel, rebel!
Yes, we've been trodding on the winepress much too long:
Rebel, rebel!
Babylon system is the vampire, yea! (vampire)
Suckin' the children day by day, yeah!
Me say: de Babylon system is the vampire, falling empire,
Suckin' the blood of the sufferers, yea-ea-ea-ea-e-ah!
Building church and university, wo-o-ooh, yeah!
-Deceiving the people continually, yea-ea!
Me say them graduatin' thieves and murderers;
Look out now: they suckin' the blood of the sufferers (sufferers).
Yea-ea-ea! (sufferers)
Tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth right now!
Come on and tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth;
Tell the children the truth;
Come on and tell the children the truth.
'Cause - 'cause we've been trodding on ya winepress much too long:
Rebel, rebel!
And we've been taken for granted much too long:
Rebel, rebel now!
(Trodding on the winepress)
Trodding on the winepress (rebel):got to rebel, y'all (rebel)!
We've been trodding on the winepress much too long - ye-e-ah! (rebel)
Yea-e-ah! (rebel) Yeah! Yeah!
From the very day we left the shores (trodding on the winepress)
Of our Father's land (rebel),
We've been trampled on (rebel),
Oh now! (we've been oppressed, yeah!)
Lord, Lord, go to ...
[*Sleeve notes continue:
Now we know everything we got to rebel
Somebody got to pay for the work
We've done, rebel.]
give thanks fru/la ...ita fi loop play in projector d'idren center (smile).

STUDENT ALERT: AE Dictionary & BCFBDBN image

Idren Students Alert:

Complete single Papyrus of Ani image at this link: http://projects.vassar.edu/bookofthedead/ Ill, simply ill.
Printed this single image-scripture (35 parts, >20 feet) and taped them together and onto two sticks. Displayed full scroll at RCC Black Family Unity Day & African Liberation Day over last weekend: big hit. At ALD two kids opened it more and rolled it out full and then rolled it in full (after figuring out mechanics). I have studied it before in a single sitting (budge translation) but not as a single item. Will tape my notes to this 'new' 1500 B.C.E mobile museum artifact. Stunning how much pre-haribuBbyGrecoromanErebMnnfrnegro influence conspiscious on the images alone (not to mention in the mtau ntr itself). Soon I will have an intern compare a dollar store child bible story's images (or any abrahamics) to chapters in the scroll, awo. Stunning more, this is the KJV of green sahara east african rift valley khoi idren's heart scripture (pre-scale maat, awo...dem haffi balanz 2 o'....indeed, more). beautiful.

Originaaal Blaackmon

Propaganda news media...awo (san-click) an awo (first ereb), hear me likkle sistah, awo (slc24a5).

Propganda

(kiotd-ownload)
Hear me now Lord Hear me now Lord Hear me now Lord Tell them call pan Fari The whole of the youth and them Fe say Rasta Fari Hear me now Lord Tell them call pan Fari The whole of the youth and them Fe say Rasta Fari Fari the whole a the youth An them fe say Rasta Fari PropagandaPropagandaPropagandaPropagandaPropaganda Propoganda news media PropagandaPropaganda PropagandaPropaganda Whole heap a PropagandaPropagandaPropagandaPropagandaPropaganda Propaganda news media PropagandaPropagandaPropagandaPropaganda
Oh gash original man He was black He was black He was an African carbon pure

Science will show that And prove that over and over ra again Jah see and know

We tell them Honor your fathers that your days may be long Original black man We were here from foundation of time We will remain until the end Jah see and know
Don’t listen the propagandaPropagandaPropagandaPropagandaPropaganda news media PropagandaPropagandaPropagandaPropaganda
Hear hear wha Black is absolution of all light and color So hear me little systa In the earth and in the sky are The cycles of your womb See your self precious once again We are hurt for the hurt of The daughters of our people She and her tears could find no comforter Our hands are again strong We will be there for our daughters We will be thereJah see and know Don’t listen their propaganda PropagandaPropagandaPropagandaPropagandaPropaganda news media PropagandaPropagandaPropagandaPropaganda
Oh gash Black is the color of our Solar System Out of blackness was born the light Black is the color of the whole universe Your morning starts with darkness Did not your morning start with darkness Did not your morning start with darkness Did not this morning start with darkness Well so does tonight Alpha alpha and omega I The beginning and the end
Don’t listen the propaganda PropagandaPropagandaPropagandaPropaganda
All aboard I’m not leaving without mycontributions accounted for All aboard I’m not leaving your vineyard without The groundwork accounted for Man will learn to humble to his knees Many live and die unnecessarily Man will learn to pray with long suffering Many live and die Still pretending Hear wha Every knee shall bow And every tongue confess Rasta Fari Selassie I live Every knee shall bow And every tongue confess Rasta Fari Selassie I live
Go down go down a Ithiopia Come come out of Fari Makonen Emperor Come come go down Go down a Ithiopia The ancient ancestors Call from our blood lines they remember Word sound and power will over Word sound and power Hear rasta Word sound and power In this ya Armageddon No retreat and no surrender. ~Midnite

Awake or Asleep

How yehudim, greeks & romans, not to mention some weak-minded mn-nfr negroes, took the spirit* out of the ancient african spiritual system and normalized it, universalized it, & through it keep idren sleep-walking today, is reflected in these pictures separated by many-fold millenia but joined by deepest irony [or ignorance...or providence].

*& womban.

Left Right Human Space Map



Fascinating pictures of Mercury & Jupiter as if there were map-minded humans aboard. Small power we. (link)

KnauOghtty Dreads & Afros


If idren are unfamiliar with m130s-affi ovas: global afric -dem na all bby poisoned deaded...Yet.

Babies: Roots of Our Social Glue


NYT- ....Babies became adorable and keen to make connections with every passing adult gaze. Mothers became willing to play pass the baby. Dr. Hrdy points out that mother chimpanzees and gorillas jealously hold on to their infants for the first six months or more of life. Other females may express real interest in the newborn, but the mother does not let go: you never know when one of those females will turn infanticidal, or be unwilling or unable to defend the young ape against an infanticidal male.
By contrast, human mothers in virtually every culture studied allow others to hold their babies from birth onward, to a greater or lesser extent depending on tradition. Among the !Kung foragers of the Kalahari, babies are held by a father, grandmother, older sibling or some other allomother maybe 25 percent of the time. Among the Efe foragers of Central Africa, babies spend 60 percent of their daylight hours being toted around by somebody other than their mother. In 87 percent of foraging societies, mothers sometimes suckle each other’s children, another remarkable display of social trust. (more)

[wonder what the 'negro urbaner' of the Hood baby-hold rate is...certain it would be high compared to other bby 'tribes': idren in tact, sometimes despite we.]