Showing posts with label Africa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Africa. Show all posts

Sunday, March 6, 2016

THE SLOW RISE OF THE PHOENIX



The black revival of Africa has in the past been linked with a phoenix that rises from the ashes.
Presently the phoenix sits on the ashes of the past, it is time to rise above it and soar again.





The phoenix cannot build its nest in the ashes of past pain.

A wound cannot heal when the scab is constantly being scratched open.



Freedom is rising to new heights,

not staying grounded or try and retrieve that what is lost.

 


A phoenix will spread its wings and embrace its freedom.
Freedom is not gained by fighting among one another.



Remembering when Germany embarked on a mission of ethnic cleansing it was split in two.

She had to hide behind a wall for many a decade.



African settlers, have their ancestry in Europe.

The sentiment of the European countries can change easily if their offspring is being suppressed by a war-like situation.

The old saying that blood is thicker than water holds every time.
One continent can no longer isolate itself from the rest of the world.



Suppression and racism give the impression of a a pending war.

 One can see the beginning of a snowball of rejection gathering momentum when economic giants withdraw their investments from an environment where their kind feels threatened.

 

 

In the future funds will be diverted to situations where peace can be restored and the global environment sustained.

 

Leaders of our civilization are recognizing that at the core of this planet, we are united.   Just as gangrene on a toe threatens the health of a body, so gangrene in any nation threatens the global health.   The waters that wash the coast of Africa also finds its way to the coasts of every other country in the world.

We are ONE.


Tuesday, November 18, 2014

A message from the Ancestors of Africa

Take from the past all that is pure and beautiful and build on it the future.
Let your children never forget their roots.
Protect the wild animals for they carry your past into the future.
Forget not your kingdom, oh children of the African jungle.

Large animals, with horns or tusks, like the rhino and the elephant, are sacred.

Horns and tusks, on living wild animals, are symbols of the African sword, just as the lion is the symbol of our strength and our kingship.
The sword is the symbol of the African warrior our pride and kingdom

The gun is a symbol of the robbers of our land and killers of our people.  The gun is a symbol of slavery and when our children who were torn from our mother’s bosom to far away places for the comfort and pleasure of foreigners.   

The gun is not a symbol of African power.   It is a symbol of suffering and bloodshed.   Hate the gun.

We should despise those who carry guns to kill our sacred symbols in the wild.
Those who rob our sacred symbols are cursed.

The lion is the symbol of our victory, strength and the African way of life.
We despise those who cage the symbols of our strength, or shoot our wild animals for trophies on foreign walls.   We spit on cowards who ride on African power …   dead powers on walls.

Do not forget the old way, children of Africa, as you walk into the future.
Remember where you come from,    we can see our heritage the eyes of the animals in the wild.

Protect those who live wild as you once lived.  Protect those who know the secrets of yesterday, secrets of your free and wild past.

When the lion dies the power of Africa goes to foreigners.

Protect animals with horns and tusks, for they remind is that this land is ours and it is worth preserving.
Wild animals use their horns, or tusks to fight for territory, as our ancestors used the sword to fight for this land.   Land that people with guns robbed from us.   Hate the gun.


African people, may you find a way to bring the power of the jungle, into the global consciousness of your tomorrow.   Preserve the wild animals, carriers of our secrets.   They are sacred.  Africa is sacred.


If the above message sounds believable, believe in its origin and if it does not, regard it as fantasy.   A children’s bedtime story.

Much truth lies hidden in children’s novels.


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Wednesday, July 11, 2012

DIE DORINGBOOMPIE (THE THORN TREE)

     ENGLISH TRANSLATION


 DIE DORINGBOOMPIE        
(THE THORN TREE)


Daar het ‘n doringboompie
vlak by die pad gestaan,
waar lange ossespanne
met sware vragte gaan.
En eendag kom daarlanges
‘n ossewa verby,
wat met sy sware wiele
dwars-oor die boompie ry.
“Jy het mos, doringstruikie,
my ander dag gekrap;
en daarom het my wiele
jou kroontjie platgetrap.”
Die ossewa verdwyn weer
agter ‘n heuweltop,
en langsaam buig die boompie
sy stammetjie weer op.
Sy skoonheid was geskonde;
sy bassies was geskeur;
op een plek was die stammetjie
so amper middeldeur.
Maar tog het daardie boompie
weer stadig reggekom,
want oor sy wonde druppel
die salf van eie gom.
Ook het die loop van jare
die wonde weggewis -
net een plek bly ‘n teken
wat onuitwisbaar is.
Die wonde word gesond weer
as jare kom en gaan,
maar daar die merk word groter
en groei maar aldeur aan.   

                                           (TOTIUS)