“It is far easier for the proverbial camel to pass through the needle's eye, hump and all, than for an erstwhile colonial administration to give sound and honest counsel of a political nature to its liberated territory.”
Kwame Nkrumah
If by chance you were able to catch the broadcast of Black Truth Media tonight, you were no doubt as inspired and excited as I with the recounting of personal experience and testimony by Empress Mujahji, a young Rastafari Woman who has recently repatriated to Africa, land of her birth. Land of her birth indeed, not land where she was born, because she is clearly in her tone, delivery and in the very nature and spirit of her presentation African. I implore you if you have not listened already, especially if Africa is in your heart regardless of municipality, to go back and listen with an open mind and heart.
To the point of her reasoning, in my conscious perceiving, we Africans who hold fast to our stolen legacy, need not worry. We have been African, many of us, every much the African, from the day we were born, more importantly from birth. Surely not a revelation to most, still many little realize just how, even as some may scorn the notion, in the most innocent of ways we walk, talk, eat and breathe as we have since time immemorial. So how is it we could ever truly be afraid to return home?
I won't rail against brainwashing through the brutality of slavery and the slave system. Those facts are indisputable and while there are many truths spun from those facts, tonight was and is about the hope that we have begun to regain in ourselves and to a much greater extent in each other.
I would rather encourage ones that are able to make the transition, those that are free to travel, to truly consider returning home as one of the many options in your life. It is part of my meditation and I know that through faiths and works, it will be, it must be, my reality.
Till we meet at Negus feet.
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