Determine Your SELF
One evening just as a tribal Elder was headed out towards the shores to bathe one of his young pupils caught him. He said "Baba, I know I appear young, but I ready to learn the highest self mastery right now, I cannot wait until I am as old as my Brothers and my Sisters."
The Elder smiled at him but continued walked along his journey. Finally he said "I will tell you something you must promise never to tell the others." The young boy was excited to hear what the Elder Teacher was going to say. "What it is! I promise I will never tell!" He screamed while jumping up and down.
"Shhhhh" the Elder said to him. "Not even the wind knows what I am about to tell you." The Elder continued walking and waited until the young child was calmed down enough, he wanted to be closer to the ocean shoreline which was a tranquil place for his meditations.
Finally he said to him. "No one can teach you the highest self mastery, not nature, not the stars, no book and even the greatest of all Gods and Ancestors themselves."
The little boy looked puzzled. "But earlier you were teaching us that soon we will be able to reach the highest self mastery when we were ready." "Yes and this is still true" He said to him. "Do you remember why you learned how to talk, walk and even run?" The boy still displayed a terrible look of confusion on his face. "No." He said in return.
"You learned this because of desire, you wanted to be like your Mother and Father and even like your Brothers and Sisters, you practiced and copied them until finally you mastered it just as they did."
"I fall down sometimes" the little dark skinned child said.
"And so do I" said the Elder.
"But let me ask you this young one, who taught you desire?"
By then they were at the shores, and the young child walked around in circles thinking about the Elder's question.
"I don't know Baba, wanting was always part of me, I always want."
"And you will always want" The Tribal Elder said to him. "No one can teach you desire child, just as no one can teach you the highest self mastery. But Men and Women will come along to try to refine your desire. Books will try to educate it. Voices from afar will try to influence it. Great minds will conjure up devices to maneuver it. Those with more power and knowledge will try to claim it."
The Elder slowly walked off the shores and into the water. The young boy sat on the sandy banks, looking up and Sun, near tears. He was hoping to progress a little further in his education today, beyond that of his Brothers and Sisters. He still did not understand. Finally a thought hit him, so he called out to the Elder as he was dunking his head underneath the aqua blue waters.
"Who teaches the sky how to rain? Or the sea how to make water?"
The Elder called out laughing "The Mother Goddesses and Father Gods that desire it!"
The child wiped off some of his tears and called back " I understand my highest self mastery! I will use my wanting as the Gods do! I am here because the Gods have desired me also! I am God of my own desires! No one thing can teach me about all that I am!!"
The Tribal Elder raised his hand in the air above the waters and clapped three times while chanting in the language of his Ancient Fathers before him. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, but it rained.
Indeed this young boy learned quickly beyond that of his Brothers and Sisters, he went on to replace the Tribal Elder 20 years later just before he crossed over into the spirit realm.
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When you die no one will be there to ask you about what you've learned in your books. Most likely. They won't ask what Malcolm X's real name is, or how many countries are in Africa. Most likely. There will be no one to rate your knowledge about black nationalism, magic, sorcery, Ebonics. Because these were things that dealt specifically with your emotional development here on Earth. It has absolutely nothing to do with the hereafter. How can we be so sure? Why so certain.
Because it has nothing to do with "You"
All knowledge in fact, is a collection of data stored for collective retrieval.
Recite the Lord's Prayer backwards. It will not make a bit of difference. I promise.
Learning your African history and heritage will provide no greater emphasis on your life than learning the bus routes around your city unless that "learning" leads you to your highest self mastery.
Knowing the names of every Ancestors since and before Shaka Zulu is a good way to demonstrate mental capacity and memory but it will not make a bit of difference if you cannot command the powers of the Ancestors since and before Shaka Zulu by the will of your own self mastery.
Knowledge has achieved you nothing. Reciting your knowledge has achieved you nothing. Your books have achieved you nothing. Your songs have achieved you nothing. Your music has achieved you nothing.
You die just as anyone else. Still with the same void. Still with the same questions. Still without the same answers as they.
Because you are void of your - self.
Still searching.
But even a stupid garbage Man knows when to throw out the garbage. When the bin is full. Dump it. As Human beings we don't dump out our brains even when it is full of garbage/junk/waste/feces.
No one thing could ever teach you who you are. No one person. No one book. No one scripture. The entire chorus of life and many other lives are here to assist you as a God Goddess Creator and Co-Creator.
Do you really believe this illusion was placed here to teach you something?
Or were ~you~ put here
to teach it?
When we kneel down and pray to God, we present our psychic energy to those who are aware and confident of themselves as Gods.
You fight too hard to determine who is right and who is wrong when really, none of our thoughts should matter as much as your own.
Because when your flame finally blows out, the Authors of your books will not be there to assist you. The Angels, Guides and even Ancestors might be summoned by your energy but they don't come because what you've learned or achieved here on Earth. They come because of who you are.
Determine yourself. And by that alone, determine your life.
One evening just as a tribal Elder was headed out towards the shores to bathe one of his young pupils caught him. He said "Baba, I know I appear young, but I ready to learn the highest self mastery right now, I cannot wait until I am as old as my Brothers and my Sisters."
The Elder smiled at him but continued walked along his journey. Finally he said "I will tell you something you must promise never to tell the others." The young boy was excited to hear what the Elder Teacher was going to say. "What it is! I promise I will never tell!" He screamed while jumping up and down.
"Shhhhh" the Elder said to him. "Not even the wind knows what I am about to tell you." The Elder continued walking and waited until the young child was calmed down enough, he wanted to be closer to the ocean shoreline which was a tranquil place for his meditations.
Finally he said to him. "No one can teach you the highest self mastery, not nature, not the stars, no book and even the greatest of all Gods and Ancestors themselves."
The little boy looked puzzled. "But earlier you were teaching us that soon we will be able to reach the highest self mastery when we were ready." "Yes and this is still true" He said to him. "Do you remember why you learned how to talk, walk and even run?" The boy still displayed a terrible look of confusion on his face. "No." He said in return.
"You learned this because of desire, you wanted to be like your Mother and Father and even like your Brothers and Sisters, you practiced and copied them until finally you mastered it just as they did."
"I fall down sometimes" the little dark skinned child said.
"And so do I" said the Elder.
"But let me ask you this young one, who taught you desire?"
By then they were at the shores, and the young child walked around in circles thinking about the Elder's question.
"I don't know Baba, wanting was always part of me, I always want."
"And you will always want" The Tribal Elder said to him. "No one can teach you desire child, just as no one can teach you the highest self mastery. But Men and Women will come along to try to refine your desire. Books will try to educate it. Voices from afar will try to influence it. Great minds will conjure up devices to maneuver it. Those with more power and knowledge will try to claim it."
The Elder slowly walked off the shores and into the water. The young boy sat on the sandy banks, looking up and Sun, near tears. He was hoping to progress a little further in his education today, beyond that of his Brothers and Sisters. He still did not understand. Finally a thought hit him, so he called out to the Elder as he was dunking his head underneath the aqua blue waters.
"Who teaches the sky how to rain? Or the sea how to make water?"
The Elder called out laughing "The Mother Goddesses and Father Gods that desire it!"
The child wiped off some of his tears and called back " I understand my highest self mastery! I will use my wanting as the Gods do! I am here because the Gods have desired me also! I am God of my own desires! No one thing can teach me about all that I am!!"
The Tribal Elder raised his hand in the air above the waters and clapped three times while chanting in the language of his Ancient Fathers before him. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, but it rained.
Indeed this young boy learned quickly beyond that of his Brothers and Sisters, he went on to replace the Tribal Elder 20 years later just before he crossed over into the spirit realm.
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When you die no one will be there to ask you about what you've learned in your books. Most likely. They won't ask what Malcolm X's real name is, or how many countries are in Africa. Most likely. There will be no one to rate your knowledge about black nationalism, magic, sorcery, Ebonics. Because these were things that dealt specifically with your emotional development here on Earth. It has absolutely nothing to do with the hereafter. How can we be so sure? Why so certain.
Because it has nothing to do with "You"
All knowledge in fact, is a collection of data stored for collective retrieval.
Recite the Lord's Prayer backwards. It will not make a bit of difference. I promise.
Learning your African history and heritage will provide no greater emphasis on your life than learning the bus routes around your city unless that "learning" leads you to your highest self mastery.
Knowing the names of every Ancestors since and before Shaka Zulu is a good way to demonstrate mental capacity and memory but it will not make a bit of difference if you cannot command the powers of the Ancestors since and before Shaka Zulu by the will of your own self mastery.
Knowledge has achieved you nothing. Reciting your knowledge has achieved you nothing. Your books have achieved you nothing. Your songs have achieved you nothing. Your music has achieved you nothing.
You die just as anyone else. Still with the same void. Still with the same questions. Still without the same answers as they.
Because you are void of your - self.
Still searching.
But even a stupid garbage Man knows when to throw out the garbage. When the bin is full. Dump it. As Human beings we don't dump out our brains even when it is full of garbage/junk/waste/feces.
No one thing could ever teach you who you are. No one person. No one book. No one scripture. The entire chorus of life and many other lives are here to assist you as a God Goddess Creator and Co-Creator.
Do you really believe this illusion was placed here to teach you something?
Or were ~you~ put here
to teach it?
When we kneel down and pray to God, we present our psychic energy to those who are aware and confident of themselves as Gods.
You fight too hard to determine who is right and who is wrong when really, none of our thoughts should matter as much as your own.
Because when your flame finally blows out, the Authors of your books will not be there to assist you. The Angels, Guides and even Ancestors might be summoned by your energy but they don't come because what you've learned or achieved here on Earth. They come because of who you are.
Determine yourself. And by that alone, determine your life.
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