Let’s Be Truthful;
We are all born in the same ocean of humanity but swimming in different pools of water.. There are those who aspire to achieve great things and those who are content with mediocrity. All of us have different dreams and aspirations, different goals, wants , needs and different perceptions of how we view the world as well as each other. We are immersed in an ocean of differences and variables that play an active role in what transpires in our lives. There are those of us who are born in a life raft, those who manage to swim to another body of water and some who need a hand getting there…Unfortunately a large majority of us are just threading water while those who aren’t able to do either one, just simply give up and look for someone to help keep them afloat or just end up drowning.
Henceforth a fundamental disparity exists among most folks of the Black Diaspora and the rest of humanity for that matter. Everybody is not able to swim out of the ocean and some are only able to go so far. Everyone does not make it to the safe pools and some will just sink to the bottom. Another way to look at this is to view life is like a ladder,; you have the bottom rung, the top rung and the rungs in between. Now, the question is which rung can you climb to and which rung are you willing to settle on? If you fail to put forth the effort, how in the world can you expect to move? You gotta climb baby, you gotta climb. Everybody is not making it to the top man, it just ain’t happening. . Some will get a little frustrated and need a hand and some will just plain give up.. That’s just about it in a nutshell. It just doesn’t get much simpler than that folks. It ain’t rocket science man!
Listen up; Folks want to have it good but don’t want to do what it takes to have it good. Good don’t come free and once you get it you got to do what it takes to keep it…All they have is just a lot of lip service..That’s it!!
I get folks approaching me from time to time and talking about Man, you sure got it good. Well hell yeah, but it sure wasn’t always like this. That’s for damn sure.. They’re only seeing the finished product but what they didn’t see was how hard I had to work my ass off to get here. All people see are the trimmings of modest success and never factor in what it entails to get there. Now we got some will attempt to hinder your progress but you gotta keep swimming. They’ll try to grab a hold onto you but you just gotta kick their asses away….I wrote about saboteurs in another piece and these are the folks that want to stop you from making something of yourself. A lot of folks don’t want you to make it because it is a constant reminder of their lack of progress. ….THE HATERS!!!
But the person that really does the most damage is the person who never challenges themselves or the status quo. This person has a self defeatist mentality and attitude and has brain shackled themselves. Yeah that’s right, we can most often times be our own worst enemy!!! All I got to say is what folks had always told me when I was crying that same old bs. Either s–t or get off the pot..
It’s an ocean baby so you either sink or you swim!! Hell yeah it’s rough, it’s hard man, but it is what it is but it doesn’t mean that it always has to remain so..Man you gotta look inside and find that warrior, that fighting spirit that is within you if you want something meaningful out of life. You gotta get on with the mission man..My auntie Liz said to me once (boy, there ain’t no pie in the sky and you weren’t born with a silver spoon in your mouth). Duhh…Well I had no idea what the heck she was talking about at the time ( wish I did) because it sure would have alleviated a lot of pain, disappointments and bad decisions. But hey, I eventually got it and knew that I had to swim those waters or climb that ladder. I believe that I am a much better person for the experience..We live and we learn…Hopefully we get it a lot earlier. Same Ocean, Different Pools of Water…
So which pool of water will you swim in or how high on the ladder will you climb???
One last thought: If you are in the darkness would you not build a fire or light a light so that you can see? Same principle in life. Why wander around in the darkness when you can light up your way with education and knowledge… Light up the darkness my brother and sisters. Light it up!!
Written by: Alton T. DeVeaux Jr (Africafifth)
Shout out to all my Akan and Temne folks in Africa…
I find myself often times immersed in moments of introspective contemplation.. Where would I be in this life had it not been for the pioneers who from different walks of life (ethnic groups) helped to blaze the trail for freedom with much pain and immense sacrifice. So much has been given with so little recognition, appreciation or reciprocity for their efforts and accomplishments.
Humanity has benefited and made progress but still we are snared by a tsunami of greed, hypocrisy and a universally rigged system which binds us mentally, economically, socially and educationally. We are unable to realize how we have been manipulated into hating and fighting each other when our primary focus should be directed at those who created the color line and racism to begin with.
You see, white America doesn’t speak about nor teach her history of white slavery in colonial America prior to the Trans-Atlantic Slave Trade. The only slavery that we are familiar with are the African slaves. We haven’t been educated about the Irish slaves who were displaced from their lands, murdered by the British and sent to the sugar cane fields or other plantations throughout the West Indies. They speak not of the British underclass of men, women, children, vagrants, prostitutes, convicts who over populated their country and gallows.. Poverty, hunger, discontent, disease, unemployment, prostitution, murder, corruption and all manner of despicable and illicit behavior was rampant throughout their country. These unfortunate souls became too much of a burden for the English crown and therefore, became a prime target of exploitation by the elite and merchants.
If Paganism was the belief and practice of the Ancient African people and their civilizations flourished and delivered mankind (especially Europe into civilization), exactly why is it that Africans follow a religion such as (Christianity) that has been given to them by their oppressors and has brought them nothing but centuries of perpetual pain and suffrage at the hands of those fellow Christians? Am I missing something here?
I mean we are talking about an African people who flourished for millenniums in the most advanced civilizations of their time. African people who constructed monolithic structures with probably the most rudimentary of tools( as far as we know ) that can neither be explained how or even duplicated with the most advanced machinery of today. An African people who introduced government, medicine, education, science, astrology, arts, music, literature, the written and spoken language, culture and much more to humankind….
Paganism is the embracing and reverence of nature and all of the natural elements. Understanding the delicate balance needed to be maintained between man and nature..The spiritual and the metaphysical realm of creation and existence..
It’s simply an umbrella term covering many different religions and belief systems.
Paganism is a spiritual way of life and its origins are rooted in the ancient nature religions of the world.
Paganism has absolutely nothing to do with Satan, demons, or devils. Pagans do not believe in the entity Satan,which basically is a construct of a Christian concept!!!!.
Paganism, is sometimes referred to as (The Old Religion) which predates Christianity and has absolutely nothing to do with worshiping or performing rituals and sacrifices and honor of the devil!!.
Could it be that Christianity was designed to enslave us Spiritually and Mentally? Encourage us to worship a God and Christ manufactured in their likeness in order to facilitate and create a world of white superiority?
Guide us away from our Ancestral beliefs and practices because of our historically proven and well documented dominance in the world?
Folks really need to think about this…
Christianity is a fabricated religion like most designed and diffused throughout the world by so-called Christians and their subjugates devoted to instilling the element of fear into those folks it desires to control…Flood the unwitting minds of people with the illusion of a Purgatory and have them envisioning their souls burning for an eternity in hell over fire and brimstone. The only relief for their so-called sinful behavior or impoverished situation is to beg for forgiveness and pray for deliverance to a God they created.
Paganism existed many thousands of years before the birth of the so-called son of God and Christianity which is a borrowed story from other religions.We know by research that Christianity has substituted Pagan deities with fabricated ones of their own and the stories illustrate too many similarities to be coincidence….
So, why is it that the majority of African Christians refuse to acknowledge the hypocrisy and flawed foundation of this religion? Why do they place such a strong belief in this doctrine of fallacy with its false deity? Is it a cop-out? Maybe it allows them the relief of responsibility and action…Who knows….Why not denounce that religion which looks outward for salvation and embrace a belief that increases your level of spirituality and enhances your oneness with the universe?
Pagans; They seek to enhance the quality of life by bettering themselves and the world around them through dedication to their chosen spiritual path; from What is Paganism
Below is a link that provides a glimpse into what Paganism is. Read it and hopefully it will shed some light for those of you that are stuck in the darkness…
Early 1900’s Anywhere in Anytown USA.
Where ya goi’n boy were the words that ricochet loudly off the ear drums of a tired and worn down but proud young Black man on this hot, muggy and sweltering day in Anytown U.S.A.
Big Mo kept on walking because he just wasn’t in the mood to be dealing with some redneck cracker on a hot and muggy afternoon. He had just finished putting in another long hard days work in the plant and the only thing on his mind right now, was getting home to his wife and kids, taking a shower and sitting down to have a nice home cooked meal. After which he would go out on the front porch, enjoy a nice cool drink, watch the kids play around for a while before calling it another day. But before he could even entertain any of that, he had to deal with this irritating and ignorant cracker…
Hey nigger, you hear me talk’in to ya? I said where ya goi’n? Big Mo was taking long full long strides, trying to put some distance between the two of them as he wanted to reach the bus before the confrontation he knew was imminent caught up with him. He could see the bus pulling up to the stop but he was just not close enough to get on it and avoid what was coming. Damn, he thought to himself, out of all the days to possibly be late getting home for dinner. Why this one? You see this day was also a special occasion for Big Mo and his wife. They were soon to be the proud owners of a new home and this would be their night to celebrate.. It didn’t matter that he still had to rely on public transportation to get around because ownership of a home is what he and his wife, Mattie had always dreamed of. It would give them a sense of security and it would be theirs..Not too many Black folks owned their homes then but they would be one of the few that did..Yes, this was indeed cause for celebration…First things first though…
Big Mo came to an abrupt stop, whirled his huge frame of a body around and glared with an incessant disdain and annoyance directly into the eyes of his insolent pursuer and said, what you want with me? I ain’t doing nothing but trying to get home to my wife and kids. Unfortunately Big Mo wouldn’t make it home this night. He had dared question a white man and did so in a manner that was considered challenging to the authority and superiority of this nobody cracker. A heated exchange between the two would ensue and it would draw the unwanted attention of other white folks. Soon afterwards a mob of curious and angry white men would gather around and the instigator would accuse Big Mo of being an uppity nigger who needed to be taught a lesson. They would collapse around Big MO, beat him down and take him out to the woods to string him up. He wouldn’t be celebrating with his wife tonight, he wouldn’t be sitting down to enjoy his dinner with his family, he wouldn’t be sitting out on the porch sipping a cool drink while his children played and he and his family would never know the experience of owning their own home.
He would never live to breathe another day in Anytown USA. All because of the ignorance and racist vile that has permeated the air throughout American society and has profusely stained its soil with the innocent blood of ( far too many to count ) black men, women and children in this country. This is a short story that is all to reminiscent of what it is like to be Black and living in a white dominated society in Anywhere, Anytime USA. This has an oh so familiar ring to it does it not? The scenario has been played out time and time again in this so-called white dominated world of ours one way or another.
Let’s fast forward 100 years plus and we are still experiencing the same racist vitriol. The perpetrators today are in the uniforms of Law enforcement. Whether it is walking, driving, jogging, shopping or playing in a department store or a park with a play gun, having dark skin is an open invitation for harassment and possible death. Just the mere suspicion of guilt by law enforcement or any white citizen today, ( just as it was back then ) appears to be cause enough to justify murder….It appears that we have gone from the noose to the bullet and we can’t seem to shake it….We pray for the families of those innocent Black lives who have left this planet so abruptly at the hands of racism and by those who have an indifference to life. We must feel a compelling duty to eradicate our society of this insensitivity to human life on both sides of the paradigm or we are doomed….
We are all Big Mo’s, Mattie’s, their family and some of us may never make it back home. This my people is the harsh reality of the world we live in today. It is much to often the unavoidable and undeniable brevity of life for Black folk here in America..We Must Change The Narrative…
All prayers to the most high for strength and courage as we embark on a new meaningful course for the Black Diaspora..
Written by; Al Deveaux Jr. Africafifth