i languish

i languish in america
america home of the free-ized
it’s brilliant marble embrace
chop blocked my sacredwere
& listen’s to my prisoner worry
with an old smile
i languish in america
but not alone.
June 14, 2009

Chief Yellow Lark, Lakota Prayer

Oh, Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the winds.

And whose breath gives life to all the world.

Hear me! I am small and weak.

I need your strength and wisdom.

Let me walk in beauty, and make my eyes

Ever hold the red and purple sunset.

Make my hands respect the things you have made.

My ears sharp to hear your voice.

Make me wise so that I may understand

The things you might teach me.

Let me learn the lessons you have hidden

In every leaf and rock.

I seek strength, not to be greater than my brother.

But to fight my greatest enemy, myself.

Make me always ready to come to you

With clear hands and straight eyes.

So when life fades, as the fading sunset.

My spirit may come to you without shame.

Great Spirit,give us hearts to understand;

Never to take from creation's beauty more than we give;

Never to destroy wantonly for the furtherance of greed;

Never to deny to give our hands for the building of earth's beauty;

Never to take from her what we cannot use.

Give us hearts to understand

That to destroy earth's music is to create confusion;

That to wreck her appearance is to blind us to beauty;

That to callously pollute her fragrance is to make a house of stench;

That as we care for her she will care for us.

We have forgotten who we are.

We have sought only our own security.

We have exploited simply for our own ends.

We have distorted our knowledge.

We have abused our power.

Great Spirit, whose dry lands thirst,

help us to find the way to refresh your lands.

Great Spirit, whose waters are choked with debris and pollution,

help us to find the way to cleanse your waters.

Great Spirit, whose beautiful earth grows ugly with mis-use,

help us to find the way to restore beauty to your handiwork.

Great Spirit, whose creatures are being destroyed,

help us to find a way to replenish them.

Great Spirit, whose gifts to us are being lost

in selfishness and corruption,

help us to find the way to restore our humanity.

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Nah, You Can Keep It.

Nah, You Can Keep It.
You can only say "I'm sorry" so many times before it loses any meaning.

Y'all know the United States Senate has decided to "apologize" for what happened during slavery. I guess I should say "Thank you."

Nah, screw it.

What do I care about an apology? Black folks have been getting these apologies for years now, and it doesn't seem to do much good. The legacy of slavery can't be wiped away by an "I'm sorry." It's going to take a lot more than mere words.

And that ain't gonna happen anytime soon.

Hell, even the apology was poorly done. The way it's worded it doesn't actually blame anybody for effing up. It just says "Oh, we're sorry about what happened to you people, tough luck." Then it makes sure to say that the apology in no way endorses the idea of reparations. It's like they tried to figure the easiest way to get credit for an apology without having to actually admit to anything. Lovely.

This apology became yet another reason for the Chicken Little white folks to complain about how everybody is always bowing down to black folks. It didn't matter that the apology provided no benefits to black folks and only acknowledged what we already knew. Nope, apparently anything that says that slavery was wrong is dangerous because all it will do is encourage the Negroes to complain some more.

It never stops.

I'd rather not have an apology. I'd rather folks just go about their business than make a half-hearted attempt to appease me. It just makes my job harder when I'm trying to expose the realities of life to people in the future.

I was always taught that repentance must be melded with a change in behavior for it to be valid. It doesn't matter how many times folks "apologize" for what was done to black folks, it only matter when people get committed to rectifying the problems created by slavery. Until then, I'm cool on hearing "I'm sorry."

They can keep it.

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And Then Came Tomorrow

And Then Came Tomorrow
When you see my struggle,

do you realize that it is not my story?

When you hear my story,

do you understand that those are just memories?

And, if you happen to cross paths with those who have betrayed me

can you fathom that they are not my enemies?

You make note of the way i walk

but do you notice that is just what time has did to me

and not how i was born?

See, me is dying but I refuse to mourn

Because today is not over

And I've been favored since way before my mother ever went into labor

Later I grew then I thought I knew the difference between facts and truth

But, seeing aint believing

and believing dont need proof

So, prove to me that I am unworthy

Give me one reason to doubt my father

Dont bother

Because my truth lies in scribes written way before your time

There is where I am defined by ancient lines

written by spiritual minds

as a spirit that defies even the barriers of time lines

I am the path made to brush against the tide

In time you will see

That I am not my destiny

But there is destiny in me

Restlessly as it refuses to sleep

I creep between the pages

rewording the words

and giving face to the faceless

Trying to find meaning in me, so I seek patience

Once i thought my soul was vacant

It felt like I was hollow

And then came tomorrow

Proof of all the time I'd borrowed

News of all that followed

-Karma55 member: destee.com/forums/showthread.php?t=59574

Omar Edwards, RIPP

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Singing Rocks of Uganda

Ancient Musical Stones at Lolui Island in Bugiri District Uganda...awo.

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good riddance bblyn

miss u ltw

STUDENT ALERT: AE Dictionary & BCFBDBN image

Idren Students Alert:

http://cid-6075ca909f8a8375.skydrive.live.com/browse.aspx/Ancient%20Egypt/Hieroglyphic%20Dictionary

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.

Obama Celebrates Confederate Soldiers

Monday, Obama decided to continue a controversial presidential tradition of honoring Southern Civil War soldiers by sending a wreath to Arlington's Confederate Memorial, according to the White House.

But the president decided to start what may become a new tradition by sending a wreath to the African-American Civil War Memorial at Vermont Avenue and U Street Northwest in Washington.

USCT Memorial in DC - site includes the name of Idren's 2nd Great Grandfather James Mackall (1835-1909) of the 39th USCT of Maryland...'colored' man who actually 'warred' (directly) against yt supremacy.

Seven Seas

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Anthony David Feat. India Arie - Words [Music Video]

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The Day That The Truth Lost His Clothes

One day at the river of knowledge, The Truth and the Lie stood on one side, while a Wiseman stood on the other. The lie was cunning, and admired the clothing of the Truth. The Lie said to the Truth, "Do you see the Wiseman over there watching us? I'll bet you that I can swim over to him faster than you." The Truth said, "Well, I can only do my best, we will just have to see." So they both took off their clothes, and jumped into the river and began to swim toward the other side where the Wiseman sat watching them. The Truth was a very strong swimmer, but the Lie was much swifter. The Lie reached the other side first. The Wiseman asked him, "Who is that swimming in the river?" The Lie said, "It's the Truth, he has always been slower than me." After saying that, the Lie jumped back into the river and began to swim back to the other side. When the Truth finally reached the Wiseman, he stood up and looked back at the river, the Lie was almost halfway back across. The Wiseman said "Who is that swimming in the river?" The Truth said, "Oh, that is the Lie, he has always been swifter than me, but one of these days, I am going to beat him." As the Truth and the Wiseman spoke, they agreed upon many things. The Truth said, "I must return to get my clothes, but I will come to you again." So he jumped back into the river and began to swim stronger than before. When the Truth finally reached the spot where they had left their clothes, the Lie had already taken the Truth's clothes, and left his clothes for the Truth to wear. The Truth looked back to the other side where the Wiseman was watching, and said, "I have been tricked out of my clothes, but I will not wear the clothes of the Lie." The Truth said, "Util I can catch up with the Lie, I will have to go on, as The Naked Truth."
~A.J. Wright

Originaaal Blaackmon

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

Propganda

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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

Bconx: Ankobia

"They not only called us Negroes, they made us Negroes..."

-Queen Mother Audley Moore

Puro Idren - 7 year old yut

Songstress

Chaka & Patti on the edge of my age, but dem Ankobia amongst: whitney, mary, caron wheeler, phyllis hyman & anita.