The Need for Kwanzaa’s Coat to be Christianity

Acknowledging and celebrating Kwanzaa was once a mandatory for me. I would literally get upset if a friend would not revel in the teachings with me. Even more disappointed if a friend displayed a hint of ignorance pertaining to Kwanzaa. Consequently, I believed it was necessary for people to know that Dr. Maulana Karenga was a FBI snitch during his reign as a Black Nationalist. That piece of information is not highlighted to discredit Karenga. I share it so that we are fully aware of what we support and hold in high regard.

The wandering of my spirit and excitement for Kwanzaa or any other black empowerment tool began its disappearing act years ago. Slowly, but surely I have begun an emotional detachment. A detachment that has intensified by simply watching the news or reading the metro/urban news sections of local newspapers. 

Understanding that black life has become one of constant chasing e.g. sad seekers of a faded Greatness, I have become insulated and jaded by the reality that we, as a collective, refuse to position ourselves to be more than a politician’s rarely utilized utensil.  

Our disappointing newsworthy occurrences are littered with heartbreak after heartbreak. Every single effort of The Collective is lost. It is gone. Washed away by and with the most popular pain medication of all, Christianity or some other form of mind-numbing spiritual generic. 

Those of us who want something more than what we have produced for and introduced to the world undeniably try our best to remain optimistic. That futile attempt has become a waste that leads to more anguish for those men and women who continue to extend faith in a rejuvenation of The Greatness…

Take some time reviewing what once elevated us to The Greatness, the Principles of Kwanzaa. Think about Dr. Maulana Karenga’s objective. Think about how and why he became an FBI informant…a used utensil for the purpose of violently dismantling The Black Panther Party. 

The last fearless assemblage of black leather jacket wearing elites that boldly rebuked what has permanently destroyed Black Americans, Integration. 

Then see yourself for what you might be…a Turncoat. Many of us have put on coats that are nothing short of heritage assassination. 

Umoja (Unity): To strive for and to maintain unity in the family, community, nation, and race.

Kujichagulia (Self-Determination): To define ourselves, name ourselves, create for ourselves, and speak for ourselves.

Ujima (Collective Work and Responsibility): To build and maintain our community together and make our brothers' and sisters' problems our problems, and to solve them together.

Ujamaa (Cooperative Economics): To build and maintain our own stores, shops, and other businesses and to profit from them together.

Nia (Purpose): To make our collective vocation the building and developing of our community in order to restore our people to their traditional greatness.

Kuumba (Creativity): To do always as much as we can, in the way we can, in order to leave our community more beautiful and beneficial than we inherited it.

Imani (Faith): To believe with all our heart in our people, our parents, our teachers, our leaders, and the righteousness and victory of our struggle.

Now, I ask, what purpose is there in celebrating and acknowledging something so ancestrally sacred when we –black people- truly do not reflect what makes up our original existence? 

Note the words/phrases in the principles’ descriptions: collective, we, our people, community, together, and own. 

We are so far away from those words/phrases applying to us…let alone describing us. And, if I am wrong/off-base help me consider another truth…and if your response is, ‘This is what Kwanzaa is for...the principles are meant to guide us/to get us where we need to be.’ – please know that you are in a fairytale! You are among the confused Christian-hopefuls that believe Jesus is coming back…

We are the only group of people on the face of this earth still trying to ARRIVE…the only people trying to ARRIVE with the help of a repressive religion, Christianity. If we treated Kwanzaa as a religion…as Christianity - we would have been returned to The Greatness without a longing and desperation for Jesus!

Muata Nowe

Santa Claus is a Black Man and Jesus was a Brother Too

This time of the year brings on so much anxious anticipation. At one time in my life I was definitely not a Christmas celebrating type of guy. My children somewhat changed that. Being an uncle altered that too. Now, I am Santa Claus and Mr. Holiday Season Interior Decorator. Christmas infiltrates my home every year! All in all, I am of joyous spirit when the world celebrates the hypothetical birth of Jesus the Christ. Again…documentation supports that Jesus was not born in December! That’s if you believe Jesus was birthed…

Another truth, ain’t no overweight white man with a white beard flying around giving out toys. One last truth, Jesus and all his biblical confidants and antagonists were not Caucasian. Thankfully, my son, Bryce Emani, does not have to see images of a white Jesus every single day. His preschool does not encourage that pervasive mind-controlling fib. His mother and I found an academic institution that purports datum’s.

Bryce’s first bible has the image above on the cover. His classroom is strategically adorned with similar photographs and posters. Every inch of wall space is a reminder of the unabashed truth. I am so pleased that he does not have to grow-up seeing the lies I saw day in and day out. Instead, Bryce is colorfully adding to the truth with 

The Eurocentric message of Christianity is one that I have always taken issue with – but of late…over the past six years I have grown to embrace the moral and social tenets of what has been labeled a Gutter Religion. The ‘unbelievables’ are of no consequence to me any longer. I do vehemently reject the mis-directives that have shackled the minds of countless people e.g. Jesus walked on water, Moses parted the Red Sea, Jonah survived in the belly of a whale, Noah erected an ark, Moses magically turned a walking stick into a snake, etc. I do however; spend a lot of time brazenly sharing my understanding of biblical allegories and prophecy in a theological context. A rebellious framework that has often times been tagged as aggressively confrontational and hatefully insensitive. Nonetheless, Christianity with its remarkable brainwashing e.g.

has created an environment that encourages extreme criticism and merciless exposing…

http://exposingchristianitywithtruth.blogspot.com/

 

From Africa to the Pacific Islands the human mind has been a playground for European trickery and domination. In every way possible the suspiciously identified as Pale Face by Native Americans has manipulated the masses in an effort to whitewash significant elements of humanity. Even the skin complexion of ole Saint Nick has been used to strangle intelligence. Again, ain’t no overweight white man with a white beard flying around giving out toys.

Some actually believe that this ‘white lie’ is not harmful to a maturing psyche. It is! When everything from Santa Claus to Jesus is white, a significant and unwarranted amount of adulation is gained on false pretense. No white person can fathom the spiritual and cerebral impairment this has caused people of color. Along with the lie’s persistency is the white childrearing ego boost, ‘White is Right…White is Immaculate.’ By strategic design intentional and unintentional the white child grows up in a universal environment that projects superiority. White people consciously and subconsciously believe their race is beyond reproach…Better. The same belief is within the black race once the black person stumbles upon Enlightenment…the only difference: White people have the COLLECTIVE power of green, the dollar! 

The amazing solidification of The Lie has intensified the lowering of self-concept. This leaving black and brown people in an enslaved state of mind socially and religiously,

The religious dynamic –in my estimation- is the most destructive force within black culture. Unfortunately, one of our first leaders, the black preacher (male and female), are the present day wolves in expensive and flamboyant sheep attire leading The Wandering Hebrews of today, 

We ALWAYS Praying…

But, My Bryce…the youngest of my Menschen…will not be fooled or addicted to superficial prayer. Daddy makes sure of that! It starts at home,

“Bryce, pray for the less fortunate, not for yourself. Also, Jesus is black…Santa Claus is black. See…LOOK Bryce”,

 

Muata Nowe