 "Many cultures understood the value
of honoring through ceremony a
woman's placenta. A bluish red round flat like organ
about 15-20 cm. in
diameter, it serves the same function for the embryo and
fetus in the
womb
as the kidneys, lungs and intestines do for us after
birth."
Vance Hinton
Sun Island Matriarch
by Vance Hinton.
Meditative miles
rocky shorelines with
ocean salted waves
brushing against them
like luscious paint to canvas
And when they do
birds scatter
Flap! flap! flap! flap! flap!
Only to return moments later
perching skimming the waters surface
while dipping for food
Along the isles
at a distance the just rising Sun
exposes the sands true color
On this balmy dawning 354th day of
Lunar Calendars 13th month
A few day's from now we'd see a rarity
The Blue New Moon
Dark caramel and fair skinned women
in white cotton dresses
straight hair braids and locks
all heights and widths
had come here to perform a family ritual
Today they'd stay until the Sun sets
Sporting sandals toting straw hats and red shovels
they greeted each other with hugs and kisses
All the time admiring each others
frozen but thawing sacred geometry
Inside salt watered metal pails were
their spongy notions of perfection
Seeds that if planted and prayed upon
would soon spawn generations
Colorful blankets fruit baskets and
delectable food now apparent
They lay a foot apart from each other
Freeing of hair deep breathing and well water
took center stage for two hours
Then slowly pails in hand
one by one they begin
moving closer to shore
Anonymous yet synchronous foot prints
cross one another
forming patterns of dove wings
Finally the family of toes become submerged
in the Atlantic calm but cool waters
Still visible after 2 1/2 feet
Water climbs higher with each wave
Crabs snails and groups of tiny fish
went about performing there usual task
But with a sense of curiosity
What with all these women
bouncing around in there habitat
So dresses rise but they're already wet
Sensations rushing up their spines
giggly girlish laughter erupts
Hee! hee! hee! hee! hah! hah! hah! hah!
Hah! hah! hah! hah! hee! hee! hee! hee!
They continue bending over to scoop up
Fresh salt water while holding back
the sacred from spilling out
Once filled they head back to their blankets
Placing there pails back into the sands original imprint
Now repositioned good conversation and morning goodies
could be thoroughly enjoyed by everyone
Circles replaced blankets and towels
Stories filled the air accompanied by
The background joy of splashing swimming
And meticulous sand drawings
The afternoon was passing the Sun going down
The women had already begun
a march to secluded areas along the shore
From the sky their curvy motion
look like a question mark
The last remaining women lagged behind
because they had not completed
a giant sand pyramid
Once completed they begun
holding hands while spinning around
They're the ones that formed the question
marks period after the long walk
Women begun choosing spots nearby the dunes
They parted grass and shrubs so
rhythmic shoveling could get underway
They each poured sea water into the just dug holes
4 feet would be fine
But some made there's deeper
Gently they placed there respective placentas inside
afterwards covering them completely
The women said special prayers for one another
They were also considered each others witnesses
so as to remember where placentas were buried
At some point the women would also show
their children the actual location
Slowly the placentas started to
integrate transform and root
It is not uncommon for them
to burrow 100 ft. through desert sand
in order to reach water
The newly formed roots would eventually hunt and battle
in competition for water air and minerals
The root is a symbol for the law of sacrifice in nature
Like a Mother it's efforts are not for it's own benefit
but to uplift the plant in it's movement toward light
Copyright (c) 2000
Vance Hinton. All Rights Reserved
"Political minds never sleep
and to effectively
find creative solutions,
we must first communicate."
Robin Asantewaa
YOU CAME
UPON ME
by: Robin Asantewaa
My King
watch our love fly high high
high above black skies
landing
atop a pyramid
thankful for what
our Ancestor's did
bringing us together
as
the miracle of one
knowing
our work will
always be done
while
our love
creates sweet melodies
that
we overstand
quite lyrically
loving our people
and
the beauty of the race
our
fight for freedom
we will always embrace
tapping our
revolutionary strength
from within
and
knowing our love
will never end
you came upon me
passing
through a tunnel of time
when Black mankind
respected
the beauty
of
ebony royalty
you came upon me
sliding gently
into
the dry depth
of
my imperfect reality
awaiting
your timely arrival
quite anxiously
you came upon me
like
a crystal clear droplet
of
brilliant wonder
in all
of
your glory and thunder
amidst
an Ancient Afrikan Storm
allowing
my soul
to be reborn
you came upon me
sprinkling
tomorrow's sparkling rains
upon
the desert
of
my
blue black soul
helping
me to become whole
you came upon me
quietly drenching
my
denuded spirit
only
you can feel it
with
rapturous splendor
giving
me your love
so warm and tender
you came upon me
removing
today's dust from my lore
I'm hungry for more
fertilizing
my total existence
from
a wonderful place
without resistance
You came upon me
awakening me forever
embracing
our Ancient treasure
from the depths
of
an Ancestral portal
our ageless love
is now
immortal
landing
atop a pyramid
thankful for what
our Ancestor's did
bringing us together
as
the miracle of one
knowing
our work will
always be done
while
our love
creates sweet melodies
that
we overstand
quite lyrically
loving our people
and
the beauty of the race
our
fight for freedom
we will always embrace
tapping our
revolutionary strength
from within
and
knowing our love
will never end
My King
watch our love fly high high
high above black skies
Robin Asentawa ŠAll Rights Reserved
asantewaa45@aol.com
433 Eros,
(ILLUSTRATION AT HEAD OF
PAGE)
Explanation: Get out your red/blue glasses and float next to asteroid 433 Eros, 170 million kilometers away!
Orbiting the Sun once every 1.8 earth-years, asteroid Eros is a diminutive 40 x 14 x 14 kilometer
world of undulating horizons, craters, boulders and valleys. Its unsettling scale and
bizarre shape are emphasized in this picture - a mosaic of images from the NEAR Shoemaker spacecraft processed to yield a stereo anaglyphic view. Along with dramatic chiaroscuro, NEAR's 3-D imaging provided
important measurements of the asteroid's landforms and
structures, and clues to the origin of this city-sized chunk of solar
system. The
smallest features visible here are about 30 meters
across. After spending a year in orbit around Eros, the
historic Near Shoemaker spacecraft made the first ever
landing on an asteroid's surface February 12, 2001.
(BACKGROUND, PHOTO OF SUN)
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