06/03/2024
Mens conference "Bible "
Chapter 3
Young man sit down and I will share a parable with you.
The land is our mother, from it we come to it we shall return. Humanity should live to respect, water, groom, honour, protect, preserve the purity of the land so that she can supply us with organic food. He who cannot look after the land cannot look after a woman.
Love the land first before you love a woman. Fight for her with all you have and do not spend your money and energy on pr******tes of colonial beauty who reduce you to a loaf of bread. Don't be decieved by a pr******te, she will do all she can with a fake smile only to empty your wallet. The Afrikan politicians are mesmerised by "Delilah" , look now our politician's heads have been shaved..
Read carefully the instruction and you will over stand the "Contested Ground" the striking similarities of land and women. The filthy caucasian has envied your wife, you woman and your daughter for a long time. If it was according to him he would defile them all for his own pleasure and amusement, while you sleep in the vomits of drunkenness, and sport stadiums, he is busy.
His lips are like that of a snake and a gi**lo full of false promises and temporal shelters. While he deceives your woman and children he promises them jobs, houses, education and roads only to lead them into his psychological and economic brothel.
His words look attractive on paper, and when you listen to his classic music you may think he is an Angel. Ask Hi**er while he massacred the Jews what music was he playing?
In religion he speaks of "for God so loved the world, love one another, we are brothers and sister in Jesus" only to treat you like dogs and sheep for slaughter. Their words are smooth and sleek only to trap you in the terms and conditions.
The very contract and treaties which our fathers were meant to sign for mutual benefit has locked our women into the bedrooms of white reproduction. How can we sleep as men when our women are violated and leased out by the economic pimps.
They are heard in the bars of the United Nations saying black man don't know how to sleep with their women (don't give them land) so they have come here to help us procreate after their own kind. Bastard children and economy fills the land while we are told to go and vote for who else must violate our land. Our political leaders are the door keepers to the abuse dugeons of land ownership. They are custodians of the laws which assist the caucasians to continue the r**e of our resources.
Their education and religion has led us down to mental death and docility, servants and slaves on our own land. Millions thought they would be educated , get a job, get married and have children on to discover a systematic staircase straight to prison and to the grave.
The Roman Dutch laws give no thought to your ownership of land, health, wealth or your life. It's a system build to destroy you in the neon lights of capitalism. How do you shout "Our economy" when you don't own the means of production, the bank or the insurance, the land or the curriculum?
Our youth wander aimlessly seeking jobs, intoxicated with drugs, alcohol only to end up in prisons.
Pay attention my son, stay away from his lies and false agenda he creates to deceive you while he fondols your woman. He does not send his children to school, but to the farm and your children will come pick potatoes and cotton at his farm. The economy is owned by those in shorts and the labourers are blacks in suits and ties.
Afrika has lost her viginity at the hands of the religious and economic explorers now they are political bullies and international cooperations. She was doped to undress and expose her dignity to the cruel who now jeer her as uncivilized, yet she supplies all their economies with her wealth.
These wicked strangers feast on her children, resources, wealth, cheap Labor only to enrich themselves and call themselves the first world, and she is third world.
Our liberation heroes have lived to regret why they did not wipe this evil race during the war,. They all ended their lives in pain and groans entangled in economic policies and fake treaties only to die labelled as tyrants. Their political millage and bodies were spent trying to comply only to be removed from power before they could even change the first bill on Afrikan human right and land ownership laws.
All Afrikan politicians listen to wisdom, you are not an enemy to each other, it has been designed that you fight each other and not the system which binds you both. The leading party and opposition parties are all bound by the same evil law... now unite to change the system and leadership will not matter. As of now you are changing hyenas with foxes and hoping that sheep will not disappear.
Take corrections young opposition politicians, identify the constitutional impediment, the serpant which has cooled itself around all your function, strike the head and free yourselves. It's a waste of time to change politicians yet the system remains in the hands of the the colonial supremacists.
Build your own schools, write your own curriculums, plant your own organic foods, build your own hospitals, manufacture your own medicines, make your own clothes, create you own entertainment. Dig your own wells and drink from your own fountains. Fill up your reservoirs with fresh water your own springs. In South Afrika alone 60% of all water supply is owned by white farmers.
Your resources are on all stock exchanges yet you receive no profit or value. The mining in Afrika is a crime scene, total destruction of nature and human habitat for evil profit. Poison and acids are being pumped into the rivers and soil for the benefit of multinational companies and white monopoly capitalists.
Afrika is for Afrikans and let your resources be yours and yours alone, it must profit you first and your children before you feed other economies with Labor through your raw materials. Be selfish to prioritise the sacred beauty of your land before you are manipulated into mountains of cyanide.
Never share your land with strangers, for they never share their land with you.
Let all Afrika Arise and her fountains gash forth with fresh waters
Let her children rejoice in the natural forests and swim and drink from their rivers.
Let Afrikan women walk the forests fields to gather vegetables and Barrie's without fear of rapists and armed bandits.
Appreciate your own heritage and culture. Afrika find meaning and beauty in your Melanin and be satisfied with your spirituality.
Do not , be intoxicated with another man’s culture and desert your own. Why are you kissing a wayward woman while your own is standing by? Why give an umbrellas to a pr******te of your culture while your own wife stands in the rain?
Why feed the children of a wayward women. While yours are languishing in hunger and poverty? Who are you working for when your pockets are always empty and your lips always dry?
The children are watching while you justify the evil masters who ensnare you and wonder if you are normal. Beat the dog until the owner comes out. The chains which bind you must be broken, first in your mind and breed a new group of young politicians who fully understand these things and let wisdom guide their tempers. Change the political legislative software and the mechanical development hardware will respond.
I am the Watcher from the future living with you in the present with solutions from the past.
Maponga jiii Marara Chigaramboko ChangaMbire.
Farmers of Thought
