In the quest searching for who I am I discovered four things wonderful for me and one that was always with me. Identifying my self as black has led me no where. I found the term comes from Negro which is a Latin word for Black but how is that when My people are different shades of brown? That was a dead end. It was only a European description of me. Ive noticed this has deceived my people into a false sense of reality. The identity of being African American, only gave me 400 yrs of existence leading me no where; only to have a past of servitude and inferiority. I have come to understand that my people didnt began with slavery but went through slavery. I also discovered that I was an African from many African movements in America. I have come to understand the name Africa was given to all the people on the continent of so-called Africa by By Romans Inspired by Leo Scipio Africanus who was nick named after his triumph over Hannabal and the Carthage tribe who were know as the Afi. These people didnt consist of all the living tribes in the west, east, and south provinces of the continent. So with that said I though then whats the purpose of being identified as African? Why, because if the Carthage tribe Afri (Which is also a latin word that inspired the Romans) was a generalized term to comprise all the people on the whole Continent as one, when it wasnt originally that way, how does that tell me originally me who I am? Another dead end only creating more confusion. Finally these things have shown me the confusion, lies and deceit forced fed to my people who embraced it to their own psychological detriment was only a fulfilled prophecy of A people that were the chosen light of the world that turned their back on God. Surviving through the cold winds and sandstorms of the curses that no other people fit entirely but this one people. This identity of my peoples legacy has followed me unaware. Even in the land of my enemies, it has followed us when we were lost in theses westernized so-called Christian churches, throughout the centuries we it was with us even though it was interpolated by our slaver masters.Thou we have been cursed and condemned by God he made sure the writings and message of our ancestors the Europeans called the bible followed us where ever we went. Those writings have not only proved what has been hidden from us for millenniums about our identity and the remnant of our people on the shores of the SO-CALLED AFRICAN CONTINENT. I Have established in such a great quest of research that the writings of my ancestors are true about me. Im not black Im not African.......... I AND MY PEOPLE ARE, YISREAL.
Posted on: Fri, 11 Jul 2014 17:13:54 +0000
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