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A story was told to me by an elder, this story was none like I have heard before.  At the birth of humanity there was only she…a womb-man and there were many of them who were created by beings fusing their matter with the matter of this plane of existence. She was alone, she could have children but there were no men walking on mother earth. In seeing the other creatures in their mating cycle she felt alone thus the desire for an opposite grew.  In such she was put into a deep sleep and when she was awakened there was men and the mark of this bond was left on the belly of the woman. Over the ages of time men grew and his appetite for power and control also grew.  The first wars was with self and the other animals then with the womb-man

To: L.T. H.C. Kuijs
Police Commission

GOOD-DAY,

Date of start writing this letter was 04/29/2004, date of completion was 05/04/2004. On 11/03/01, my wife, who was 8 months with our child and I were involved in a car accident of which I am still suffering mental and physical pain even as I am writing this letter. There are many astonishing aspects of disbelief concerning my trauma. Viewing detail can be read at the following internet web page http://www.iota.tv/the_scribe/writing_project/index.html.

Due to racial prejudice on the blackness of my family we are without medical attention as well as carries a social stigma stemming from the corruptions of Holland's police force and immigration policies. The social status of being an indigenous minority has fostered a creative contempt towards the dutch communal norms of racial prejudices. The daily situations of negativity my family and I have like wise continued to experience here in holland have produced anti-social patterns in my quest for human harmony in society.

In the continuation of slavery by the modern dutch majority ruling, there is great sadness of prospective in the regular exploitations of indigenous minority for capital and national profit. The current actions and attitude towards full blacks here in the netherlands is one of evil intentions and interactions to the point of international breech on laws of human's rights. In "Holland Doctor" there are shocking deeds of medical malpractice to the point of Hippocratic breech, on full-black people… denying of medical rights is underlining reasons of fear and cautions on a social system in error of dehumanising the fabric of unity and togetherness as global community. See for reading: http://www.iota.tv/sv/holland_doctor.html

Unfortunately, holland's latent institutionalising of greed and hate focus on the full-black Diaspora has crippled the morality of justice. Thus, the dutch pride flourishes with blood subsidy dripping from the veins of individual like my person. In the evolution of humanity how do we as enlighten beings put a stop to the inferior complex of hate and prejudice towards the discontent of our skin? An osculating thought for the victims of hate and racial profiling of belittlement. Without the paradigm of capital exploitation my resolution of discomfort are these intellectual choice of creative wording to document my life experiences here in holland as a full-black person, as a father, as a husband and as a contributor for positive growth in humanity. This sharing of thoughts and concerns I wish the future of our children learn the history of this country as well as the karmic energy of slavery. The indigenous tourist in wise should learn the practicing disguise of hate here in the netherland is tolerance for profit.

Courtesy Copies: The US State Department, The Jamaica Consulate, Jamaica High Commissions & Office of the High Commissioner for Human Rights
Geneva, Switzerland

To David Chin

Paradise Lost

In light of our conversation towards cultural educational sharing and networking

I agree to be video taped while we had our informal reasoning dialog in the month of December 2005. After requesting a copy, you gave the ok to the David. However … you noted it would not be possible right now because of priority on workload. 

On 30th of December I was a bit shocked on you requesting of 550 pounds to obtain a copy

I really do wish to acknowledged the great service likewise contributions your company may hold in stimulating greater achievements towards the global ethnic community. Hence, the appreciation of my time would have stipulated a contract of mutual compensation for our reasoning session.

With kindness I shared my thoughts in hope of stimulating the greater possibilities on teaching.  Thus… I did not approach you on a venture of business for any financial exploitation. For this outcome where there is now a seeking commerce, when there was no written agreement for such. For said actions of business standard to be conduct… it’s my good sense of judgment that your course of monetary gain, to be a moral breeched and dishonor on what the foundation of our dialog begun on.

The bestowing gift of our encounter I view to be priceless for I am a visitor on pilgrim for others with the same aspiration towards humanity. Yes we all must eat and pay the bills.

This factor I would never negate. Again that is why my approached was never to solicited your service for a discount or regular standard price.  Our first encounter as I stated was a meeting on acquainting of Jamaican Chinese heritage.

With recourse after the facts the negotiable financial instrument of my services will be attached as a documenting invoice statement in regards to our reasoning dialog session.

Item mention is a post charges for lecturing service as well as royalty payment for usage of my name and imagery as well as my daughter’s name and imagery.  As far as I can tell, there are no contracts of release of consent by your company for myself or for my daughter’s copyrighting image to be use in any of your current of future productions.

Here again are the facts… I enter a contest as a write…  I was then selected as finalist, the chosen topic of my assignment was thee BEN TV Breakfast show.  In attempting to get a better idea of my assignment, I called your listed company to speak to you as to get more information on you as distinguish peer in the media business.  You where not available thus at a later date you returned my phone call. With a stated visiting time period we agreed for a visit to your central location at 18 Church Street in Krytal Place London.

Upon this meeting accompany by my daughter the transferring of my thoughts became an inspiration for you to request it to be documented. I asked for a copy… it was agree this would be done at a later date. There was no price mention then and there for a copy. Most recent you are asking for money to release a copy. There is a great imbalance here.

Please to avoid further energy of depletion in a court of law over the same goal of harmony and unity for our ethnic society would you be so kind to freely share that was taken without proper request.  Remember it’s not My or Mine it’s Our. 

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The glories of civilization has been a rise and fall countless times. The year is 9999AD. And humans are finally about to come out of the third Dark Age. The last era of humanity left a scare on the souls of the planet. Scathed over the globe are pockets of humanity living as tribes. The land have been healing and so too are the humans. There is a story of few great cities striving with wealth and technologies but for the people of the tribes it’s just a myth. This is a story of how a myth became true. Caasi have been a stargazer ever since she was a child, she had visions of the night skies. As a little girl growing up near the desert she pictured herself traveling through the darkness of space watching each twinkling stars.

When she was 6 years old her parent told her she was adopted, Actually they told her, they found her in the desert as a baby.  She was alone but she was not crying and around her was a bright glowing light.  They took it as an important sign from the Divine as being specially chosen in the task of looking after her. As the years passed that night had become a happy sweet memory. On her twelfth birthday a man came to the encampment of Caasi’s tribe. He spoke in a strange language {English}.

He was a scholar and archaeologist… he was on a quest for something called the dagger of light. For some days he and his fellow travellers where welcome at the tribes. In the days that followed, after hearing him speak to his travelling companions Yram, Caasi could understand and speak English fluently to him, impressed was he that he asked to met the rest of her family So the scholar was invited to the centre of the encampment where there was a large tent. Around the campfire of this great big family tent he introduced himself as Darius a member of a special Expedition from one of the great city beyond. After hearing this Maharba the elder of the tribe, sitting across from him asked and what is it that you seek from Caasi.

Surprisingly, Darius replied, it would be an honor to have her company back to our great city; there are languages and knowledge she could unlock. Maharba said only the visions of flames will tell the path of your truth.  Drink this Maharba presented a cup with some green liquid without asking what it was Darius drunk it, a few moments late the fire in the centre of the tent seems to be more alive, the images some Darius remember as his early days of learning, it was the city of the Epoh, then there were other images that Darius, Yram and Maharba did not understand it was flashes of chaos and destructions and then flashing images of a great peace. 

Darius awoke the next day in his own tent, he had no recall on what had happen in the big tent nor how he had got back to his tent, as he was about to leave the tent Caasi appears, she said permission was granted for her to travel with his group back to their city. The elders wish to learn more on your ways she said with a smile. Yram and the rest are ready to go. Caasi asked me to give you this… it was pendant of an Ankh. He said in the time to come you will know what to use it for. After saying their departure the tribe’s people they continue on their path, a mile later as Darius reached the ridge he looked back but the encampment was gone, he ponder to himself how could this be was it a dream, yet they have a new member to the group. Caasi… he asked what happen to the encampment it’s gone, smilingly she reply oh it in a phase dimension, it will appear again when another traveller is in need not to worry the people are still there. After many days all three of them reach the city of Epoh. The city was in a crystal dome, using a device on her wrist Yram open a passageway to enter, inside the people were young, many where of Caasi age as well as Darius and Yram there were a few that seems a bit older.  Yram said we must report to the Council of 6.  As she dash off few of the younger ones came to meet Darius and Caasi, They were happy to see him and they welcome Cassi with questions of what’s it like where she’s from? Suddenly, Yram return saying we must go now to the Council of 6.

Seeing the future and the past in the present. What has our world come to? It’s no longer a World of freedom for the common people. Those who are free are the ones with special permits to marry, have children and live in the most luxury. Few years back many thought this reality was a conspiracy; it’s funny how easy it was for everyone to accept the sudden changes of the wind. Mainly due to the manipulation of the mass media by a selective few, humanity is now in turmoil and we have lost the fundamental on why we were born. Now we are more of the sheep as intended by our now masters of slavery.  We all thought it was a doom planet and this was truly the end… but the old words of long ago… the Divine phonics before the institution of spiritually… it had begun to surface, these words was about the Black Virgins.

The few that survived the mushrooms and the chemical onslaughts by the governmental administration of capital greed have reverted back to the old ways, starting from scratch. In the time that passed statues and monuments of the evil one have replaced the icons of deity of our creation. From that era many blood was spilled and many suffered so unnaturally. From this holocaust of self-indulgence, the wealthy people of society applied their influences to be in safety. After crashing the World financial economy they stepped out of the shadows, now using gold as the natural currency of the World. In the new cities live the neo-breeds. These beings are cultivated since the state of inception and are genetically program for specify functions for the functioning world order.

Outside the new cities, for those of us who saw the writings on the wall, we have gathered beneath the old age of Leo… seeking to claim back our free will. It is here our story begun. No longer do we count the days, we have shed the pattern of time and we have become the keepers of the womb.  Nearing the point of total fear the so-called elites of the new epoch is seeking the final chapter on their lust for omnipotent control over the bounders of the cosmic frequencies. The archetype of patriotic is matrilineal the mater of wars lies in the dominion of gender.  

After the great fall many of us had a sense of calling, the location, the symbols travelled through to us by the dreams we all share. In this awakening the mystical realm of energy made connective links showing the visions of truth within Nature.

The creation of life is a natural process and the changes many called death is actually a birth of new life. However, due to fear the concept of spirituality was embraced.  Beneath where the Lioness once roamed on the walls before time we saw the etched marks of our ancestors. We came graspingly seeking the breath of reasons.  What we found was the wisdom and knowledge of the scribing sages.

A long time ago this planet was known for her water and other minerals of life, the only land was beneath the Oceans. Then came the first shifting of space and like all shifting new life begun. These Divine reactions led to the creation of all within a system on neutral coexistence of force and stress. With ever new charging and discharging of life a vibrating status release plasma of contact. The defiling ones with their psychopathic of sexuality seek the establishing disconnective links as fulfilling phenomena of their ego. Thus, war is their vehicle of mental disorder.

Lacking abundance of carbon her Holy rays representing the face of heaven is now twisted to fit the circumcised hope. Stealing visions of the vestigal eye, the fairy wish against blackness of life, against the magnetic energy of melanin, distorted the solar fusion of mental order by developing a military might induced by orthodox gleams which later morphed into united corporations and nationals interests. From their deep seating desire and conquests after adapting the premise the fittest survived the complex of genocides became a board game to transport and redistribute the electrical signals on obedience of superiority.  A motionless sun radiates the incidence of truth on static.  Being with a receptive charged understood the navigational principle so like being pull to a magnet we came & received the revelations on the changing tides.

To control she the hunter fed her flesh, the offering was laced with rage and toxin of death, hence the lust to kill and keep on killing continue this cycle gave birth to the mutating genes, where the seat of soul became absolute destructions of harmony. The magical particle of sex became a tool of birth control and religious dialectics with off shooting of debacry.  Enslave was her womb, the passage was mined with explosive barriers, the introduction of the mind the crimes forbid conscience thoughts, as men became the symbol of power, the drunkards created prostitution on beauty.  To the victors goes the spoils so many virgins got raped their entrance was broken by force, the cries of life continue. Enduring the chapters of death she still shine.

The guilds of destructions formed their foundations of ruling through the arising feudal system of unions, as it embarked on a systemic change of super-unnatural uniformity.  Formatting their ranks, the word nation was changed to state and then government with an underling factor… that was the church, using their word of god they became the head of state. For those outside the sphere we became a tribe, a savage of tribal conditions of desperations thus, the cleansing was a morally acceptance for the principle was now livestock…. and the only means for such stock was profit and energy source for the society of elites.

The prejudice that unfolded brought death not only to the populations but also to the environments. Sadly the only option left is to use death to stop the flow of death.

For the time is now at hand where the fears that had lay doormat in the shadows are now revealing to mass.

Will it be a silent one; will it be a bloody one? The speculations have been going on for so long now, and in the process many have became fallen victims. Such as Malcom X, Martin Luther King, Ghandi, and many other unsung heroes of our Sovereignty as Divine Beings. Slavery it’s a very funny word. To whom and what are we slave to? And how do we break the bonds of slavery. Many of us are slave to money it may be an unwilling or willing factor. Still we become a driving force for the pursuit of happiness by adopting a sense of belonging with the economy of wealth.

A poor one seeks to feed his or her family, to live where food and medicine is available. While the wealthy ones seeks how to maintain the wealth and how long it will stay in his or her family. It may seem a bit cold and cauls. However, the pattern as it must is just a reality of dreams. Then the question is who’s dream are we living. An employer’s dream is to be wealthy from the mass production of intellectual properties. The nation’s dream is to become strong, and be recognized by family states. This is done by increase of Treasury. So again we come back to money.

Why do we need kings and queens in our society? Why do we need leaders with only goal is political ambitions in leaving their marks on history? My guess… it’s like the beasts of the nature leaving a sign on domain. As the social order of wolves dictates there is an Alpha male and Alpha female, around them is the gathering few. A pack of human enslave by leaders of society. Through words becoming laws we spew out marking patterns of domain. The victors of wars maintain their status of being Alpha. Some say the beasts of nature are unaware of self, thus, it’s up to us humans to guide then in an orderly pattern of harmony. Unlike the beasts of nature we human have self-awareness. Yet everyday leaders wish to state what is best for us while maintaining wars on land.

Funny for many are in conflict of self. If one does not know who they are, how can they teach others about self? Afro-Brit like Afro-American may sound like a cool slogan of assimilation. The underlining factor is these slogans maintain a continual denial on our Moorish Sovereignty. The implying of thoughts is, we must continue being a slave to a system, slaves to a force of evil, while the roots of our Divine being is subjecting to alienations and persecutions.  Bob Marley a man born on the same land as I. For his creative visions there was a plot to kill him by others who walked the same land.

Too often this be the case of individuals stimulating a pattern of change, I write not to be a Marta, I write merely because it’s something that must be said and do in balancing a harmony of life. For some the distractions of life have caused a blindness of reality. So easily, they pursue others to be dishonourable on the facts of nature laws. The heritage of humanity stems from the culture/intellect of full-black people. All creed and all sub-groups of humanity came from out of the Motherland… Africa/Ta Merry.  Though some may forget the past accomplishments, few of us have never waver from the sights of our Divine Being. So we refuse to sit at the back of the bus anymore, simply because the ones with sudo-power dictates who and what we are as humans.

A child is born and soon after a name is given to he or she, under the Supreme Sovereignty, against their will, they became a subject of the state. Not knowing who they truly are the national census becomes the bank for identification.  Along with the number system we becomes a forfeit to the crown or state. In times of great social uprising this is proven as the military enforce volunteers. Again some are willing to be a part will others are forced into servitude, sometimes due to economical plights. 

   In the land of the Immortals

The Dagger of Light

Democratic and civilizing two side of the same coin… yes these are retrofitting of values that are the same in tone and destructions on the major ethnic streams of humanity by the minors of society. Recently, I hear the archbishop of UK stated: “we have a moral obligation to spread democracy around the world”.

Funny I thought for it was the order of the church that deem the moral singularity of civilizing the so-called savages they encountered in the quest to spread “spirituality” upon others. In this quest many where killed/murdered in the name of democratic civilizing. While the exploiting and slavery continue in our modern times, these smooth physcopatic demon-cratics

More To Come As We Continue

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