Activating for the activist

Shaman and elephant mother: pt.2

Nsansi, the new mother of the elephant tribe and Baru Found comfort among the elephants. This new land given to them by Liza was green and lavished with fruit. There was plenty of water to drink. Nsansi did not understand why Liza had chosen to save her and her husband and not the rest of her tribe. She was grateful to be alive. and was more than happy to take care of Liza's majestic elephants. They had not only become her family, They had become her ally as well. Nsansi had fallen asleep. There would be a lot to do tomorrow and Nsansi would need all of her energy. Her energy was not too much needed with her allies the elephants. the moon was still visible when she awake and covered in spider web. She could not move and could hear the laughing and the sounds of mockery. 'I will release you if you let me tell you about the beginning of all the world.' Nsansi could hear the voice but did not see the person who had imprisoned her in this silky cocooned prison. 'The beginning began with Liza.' Nsansi was sure in her answer. No one should contest the power of Liza. All things began with the fire in Liza's hands. Nsansi's capture was angered by Nsansi's ignorance and showed himself to her. He was huge in size. Formidable and monstrous in his appearance. He had eight long black legs and eight eyes. He had a red marking on his back that resembled a crescent moon. His strategy to place fear in her under the light of liza. Nsansi was not afraid. She would hear his story in order to escape. 'First, Allow me to introduce myself. I am Anansi. Liza has given me the power of stories. He has made me the keeper of ancient secrets, creativity and communication. you are protected and shall not be harmed. I am here to tell you your future. I am but a messenger. Nsansi had no choice but to listen. Anansi began with the tale of the beginning. Nsansi had learned how liza made all things to come to be. He had mentioned that Nsansi would make a new tribe of people of all colors in different parts of the world. Nsansi and Baru would be the parents of the whole world. Their children would spread and become nations.

Uriel: The world is yours

The phone rang. I was alone in my bedroom. I can't remember how I got here. I must have fallen asleep. Uriel had placed me in bed. I did have a very strange dream. There was a bridge where hundreds of people had gathered from their cars. There was a woman who I could not see but she screamed from the top of her voice. Every time she screamed out, A blue fire ball went flying from the heavens into the buildings. I could see in the distance, a man dress in a bone colored suit walking through the ocean of people. They had made a path for him to easily move through the crowd. He would stop and talk to people that looked as if they were sleeping. I could not see or hear what he was doing and saying. I just knew that he was a force to be recognized as an authority. He had finally got up to me. My head was down and I was groggy but I was awake. He stopped in front of me with a smile. There was no terror in his energy. Only love. He asked me, 'Are you awake?' I said 'Yes'. He looked at me and smiled and walked away. He had next walked over to a man in a striped green, blue and white shirt. The strange black man with long hair and bone colored suit asked him in a calm voice, 'Are you awake?' He did not answer. The young man was fast asleep. He was was standing there with his head down and did not awake when he was addressed. the strange man touched his shoulders and he fell dead. In my dream, I had realized how close I came to death. And those who slumber under the touch of the devil, had perished. I stood up straight wide awake and continued to witness the the blue fire balls smashing into the buildings;destroying everything in it's path. My eyes opened when I heard the loud unusual horn that came next. I had been awaken by my cell.

harmony is healing

When cells in your body are out of whack chaos ensues and sickness begins. sickness is the symptom of violence and chaos. When the cells decide to work together in harmony,and get a flow, then healing can take place. So to declare a war on something ensues chaos. and what ensues chaos is the fact that america declares war on everything. Are we sure, as american people, that we are in harmony? No. We declare war on drugs, war on cancer and war on guns only to name a few. When we decide to be in harmony with what we have; the drug dealers, the cancer and the violence will cease to exist. Just a thought.

A privileged America. A weak America

working is the back bone of a strong economy. The more More people have to pay their debts, bills, tax the better the system work. How can a system work when you deny a set of people because of their class or skin color. the privileged don't work as hard. Your structure is going to collapse on itself.

I write these songs about you

i write songs about you they used to be about love and now they are about hate and maybe one day about redemption until then no resolution all i can do is sing about you how you were never good to me do you know what it feels like to hold someone in high regard and feel like a fool when they pull apart. Oh but you don't care that you are not there oh and i wish i can see you oh but i don't want to be with you anymore I could never do to anyone what you have done to me so i write these songs about you They used to to be about love on but now they are about hate And i write these songs for you about how you do me wrong And i can scream at you that would make me the asshole all i can do is to let you go. And i would rather hate you than to see you with someone else so I let you go so i let you go i will let you go i want to let you go one day. Maybe today.