Dr. I beg you Please! By: Chief Strong-Blood

Ms. Harry was a beautiful, young woman in her mid-thirties or there about. She had seven children and she was pregnant with her eighth child. Ms. Harry had seven natural births, with no complication. In the olden days it was normal for a woman to have eight or ten children. My Grandmother Courtney Jack had fourteen children; which included three sets of twins.

It was in the early nineteen seventies (1970 s). I was seven years old, and my mother had passed away; while Ms Harry was pregnant with her eighth child. There were some pregnancy problems, nothing that adequate rest and a good diet could not deal with. It was expected to be just another normal delivery; as she had done seven times before. The little complications should not affect her ability to have a normal delivery.

The time came when Ms. Harry's pregnancy was at its full term, now it was time to do something she would have done several times. Give birth; but this time to her eighth child. The Midwife who was responsible for delivering Ms. Harry, baby, recognized some signs that alerted her of some complications in what should have been another normal delivery.

Ms. Harry's problems were outside the scope of training and ability of the Midwife to handle. The Midwife exercised due diligence, and summoned the doctor; whose training made him more equipped to deal with any such problems.

Upon arrival, the doctor examined Ms. Harry, he reviewed her vital signs, and he became quite concerned. The problem was critical, Ms. Harry's pre-delivery problems, have grown extremely worst. All through her pregnancy, her body was able to sustain two lives, Ms. Harry's life and the life of her unborn baby.

But now Ms. Harry's body will not be able to deal, with the stresses of child’s birth; not even a C-section (Cesarean section). Ms. Harry’s body will not be able to sustain two lives, and deal with the stresses of the surgical procedure.

The doctor knew, only one person will leave the Maternity ward alive. It was either the mother or the baby. How does he break this terrible news to an expectant mother? That she may be required, to instruct the doctor to kill the baby she borne and carried for nine months. A baby, she never knew but felt kicking and moving around in her womb.

There was only one way to do this and that was to be honest and frank, provide the expectant mother, with all the information you could and give her the ability to make an informed decision. In the doctor's mind, it was a foregone conclusion; a decision any normal thinking parents would make without any problem.

The doctor accompanied by the Midwife went to Ms. Harry's bedside; then he explained to Ms. Harry, the seriousness of her condition. He informed the anxious mother; her body will not be able to make it through; the stress of child’s-birth; neither surgical of natural. The baby has to die so she can live.

When Ms. Harry heard the awful news; her heart sank, sorrow replaced the expectation of new life that filled her eyes. Then a solitary tear slowly rolled from her eye, down upon her cheek. The mother of seven looked up at the doctor with weak eyes, trying extremely hard to fight back the tears, and at the same time battling with the pain in her broken body and her broken heart; a heart broken by the sad news, she just received.

When Ms. Harry received the bad news instantly her mind flashed back to all of her children. She saw the face of her oldest daughter Marcia; she knew Marcia has some challenges, challenges with time, she can help her deal with and overcome. She saw her little daughter Cleara and she knew exactly how to make Cleara laugh, and what was her favorite food.

She saw Blue and she knew she needed to be there, to help him keep all his energy in tack, she knew that Pojoe, was solid, but needed to learn, how to stand up for himself. Ms. Harry saw Trudy’s face and knew that girl has such potential, with a mother's help; there is nothing she could not accomplished.

She saw the face of her son: Joseph; Joe was only three years old; he was always clings to her everywhere she went, Joe needed her the most. Then she saw the vibrance of her youngest son Christopher, he was so young and innocent, how is he going to make it without her. Ms. Harry realized that her children have not yet begun to get to know, who their mother was.

Ms. Harry's mind went back to the birth of her first daughter Marcia. She was just a young insecure little girl; when she became pregnant with Marcia. She did not know what to expect and what the future held for her. But the helpless little baby girl brought such life, such love, hope and purpose to her life. With each child she gave birth to, her capacity to give and receive love grew. Each child brought new meaning, new purpose a brand-new reason for living; each child was a blessing. She loved all of her children; even the baby she has not yet met. Ms. Harry wished for a little girl, but now it did not matter.

It did not take long for Ms. Harry to understand the gravity of the situation. She had seven children all of whom needed her, no one knows her children like she knew them; no one can love her children, like she loves them; and no one will go the extra mile, to ensure their success like she will.

Ms. Harry was asked to carry the heaviest burden; no woman should ever be expected to bear, a burden; no one should ever be called upon to carry. To make a decision; no mother should ever be asked to make. However, this was her reality, a reality she could not run away from; a reality she must face head on, whether she wanted to or not, whether she was ready or not. In Ms. Harry’s mind there was only one decision she could make under such circumstances.

Ms. Harry, still a young woman; with many years of living ahead of her, she did not want to die, she was not ready to die and she was not prepared to die. What was she to do?

Ms. Harry looked up at the doctor with eyes weakened by sorrow and a heart heavy with agony, as she spoke slowly and clearly so there will be no misunderstanding, her simple request. Ms. Harry spoke, with a mournful cadence that reflected, the burden she bore. She said to the doctor: "Doctor, whatever you do, I beg you, please; don't let my baby die, don't let my baby die."

The doctor was shocked; at the reply that came from the delirious mother, maybe she did not understand the gravity of the situation; the doctor thought.

Doc. "Ms. Harry, you will be able to have more children in the future, but not this one.

Ms. Harry searching for words, to communicate the intent of her heart, she wanted her message to be as clearly as she possible could. She looked away from the doctor for a brief moment; she thought for a little while; then reestablished eye contact with the doctor, now with a voice broken by anguish and a heart burdened with grief, the stresses of her mind weaken her body and made speaking difficult.

Ms. Harry spoke with deliberation, she said, "Doctor, whatever you do, I beg you, please; don't let my baby die, don't let my baby die."

Once again, the doctor brought some already considered fact to Ms. Harry's attention, maybe she has not given this situation enough thought. The doctor said Ms. Harry, you have seven young children who needs you. Children who need their mother's care, guidance and love. Children who want to have their mother at their weddings, children who want their mother to play with their children.

Ms. Harry once again reiterated her desire to the doctor, she said; in the politest way a woman in such mental, physical anguish could say it. There was nothing new to her request to the doctor Mr. Harry's request to the doctor was simple, it was clear and it was deliberate. But this time she could not restrain the broken reservoirs, of tears that now flowed freely, tears that discolored her eyes and saturated her cheeks.

Although her tears flowed freely her voice were unbroken. It was important for Ms. Harry’s message to reach the doctor without any confusion or any misunderstanding. For the third time she said "Doctor, whatever you do, I beg you, please; don't let, my baby, die, don't let; my baby; die!" Then Ms. Harry turned her head away from the doctor; as if to punctuate her statement with seriousness.

By this time the doctor knew Ms. Harry had already thought about all of the factors surrounded her decision and was at peace with her choices. The doctor who was lost for words, nod his head to the Midwife, who witnessed the entire scene and was close to tears. Of all his years of practice he never seen anyone with such courage, one who was totally unprepared to, but was willing to face death so her unborn baby could live.

The doctor and the midwife began to work tirelessly to satisfy Ms. Harry's request. It was difficult for the doctor, who knew what was at stake. From that point forward only one kind and gentle voice was heard in the maternity room. That voice was the voice of the Doctor, requesting the midwife help when it was needed. However, the macho-confidence, that normally decorates his voice took its leave.

Although time was of the essence, and the doctor worked with urgency; every action was done with great care and precision. Then the silence of the maternity room was broken with a loud scream. A beautiful little baby girl was born. Instinctively, and without thinking; sensing the seriousness of the situation, the doctor immediately, places the crying baby on its mother's breast. This simple but careful act of humanity, caused the baby and its mother to bound even if it was only for a few seconds.

Ms. Harry heard the lively screams of her newborn baby, felt the warmth of her child's skin and the rapid beats of her little girl's heart. in that brief moment of bounding, Ms. Harry said a little prayer; she said "Lord, my only request of you is; you let each of my children know, I love all of them, and I would have given my life for anyone of them, not just only for my little Deedie." Then Ms. Harry took a deep breath, as she breathed in, her cheeks rose and a little smile erupted upon her face; then she closed her eyes and die.

By this time, the Midwife’s eyes were red from looking into the light, of the doctor’s head lamp. The doctor grind his teeth together; as he carefully removed the gloves from his hands. He threw the bloody gloves onto an unused table in the corner of the room; he slowly walked to the door, stood before the closed door for a brief moment, steered at the door, took two deep breath then he left the room.

Ms. Harry knew something most of us don't or did not know. it is not a mother's responsibility to destroy life but to ensure that life is preserved at all and or any cost.

If you were placed in Ms. Harry's condition, what would you have done?

Ms. Harry's dying plea! By: Chief Strong-Blood

The God of creation, put within the psyche of every woman, the desire to be a mother; and that desire to be a mother surpasses any passion a woman will ever experience. Even amid the pain of child's birth, something that the toughest man cannot withstand, a woman once experienced such, knowing the consequence of pregnancy and carrying a pregnancy full term, fearless go in pursuit of motherhood, confronts and look forward to, child's birth and the agony that goes along with it. 

However, it is not only those who have experienced, the agony of child birth are mothers. Child's birth; is just one aspect of motherhood. The true work and role of a mother begins; only when; they began to love, care and nurture, the child or children; which facilitates that child's social, emotional, physical and cognitive development. 

There are mothers who have never borne the agony of child's birth but they are wonderful mothers anyway. I called to mind my dear sister Clare. Since Clare was a teenager, she decided she did not want to have anything to do with the agony of child bearing, and she chose not to make children of her own. 

However, when my mother Verina Palmer died, leaving her three youngest children at age 7 years 11, and 14 years old, and our cousin Merle, who was always a part of our family and was only a teenager, without being asked; Clare, in her early twenties, stepped up and she filled the void, Mother's death left; and she took up the mantle of motherhood and she did a fine job at it. 

Four years later when my oldest sister, decided to migrate to the United States of America, to make a better living for herself and her family, leaving her four-year-old son behind. Without being asked or without a request from our sister, Clear saw the need and became his mother. Then a few years later, when a close friend of our family died in child's birth, and the decease woman's siblings thought, it was too great a responsibility to take care of: the only child of their dearly departed sister, opting to leave that child in the hospital; to become a ward of the state instead. 

Against the counsel of all of her siblings, Clear decided she was not going to let that child sleep one more night, by herself in the hospital, being looked after by total strangers. Clare brought that child home and looked after that little girl; as if she was her own child. Clare ensured all of us, she took care of, obtained a secondary education. The required standard for employment of the day. 

Also came to mind is another stalwart of our community; a woman by the name of Louise Millington, she was also popularly known as Tany Louise especially by the children of the community. Tanty Louise was a Maid at the Kingstown General Hospital, and she had many children. Many of those children lived with her; well beyond adulthood. I was shocked when I found out, Tanty Louise was not the birth or bioligical mother of any of her children. 

All of Tany's Louise's children, were either children, who were abandoned at the Hospital, by their birth parents or children who need a mother’s love. Tanty Louise who never bore a child of her own, took those children; she gave them a good, a safe and a loving home.  

There was a story; of a young mother, who abandoned her child at the Hospital, and later changed her mind about her desire to be a mother. When she returned to the hospital for her child, The child was already, a new addition to the Militon's family. 

The birth mother had to go to Tanty Louise's home and beg her, please, for her child. That was not the only thing; the lady, had to prove to Tanty Louise, she was capable of being a good mother and will not abandon that child when it is convenient to her to do so. 

At this stage of St. Vincent and the Grenadines History; it was not about adoption, it was about, a responsible individual, making arrangements to take and care for a child in need. Once you took that child, that child was your responsibility forever. You are stuck with all of the expenses of caring for and rearing the child or the children. 

Tanty Louise, subsidized her a small government salary by making frudge, sugar-cakes and other goodies in the morning before she went to work and after a hard day at work; she came home, prepare a batch of homemade ice cream: using the manual ice-cream maker (the Ice-cream mill); then she sat at the corner of Queen Street and Road too Cemetery; all afternoon offering her goodies for sale. Goodies which the neighborhood residents especially the children purchase from her.

The next day she did it all again. Tanty Louise did this from since she was a young lady, to the time that old-age limited her ability to take care of herself. With a lot of hard work, Tanty Louise were able to support her large family, with absolutely no help from the Government. 

I must mention: Rohdah, one of the young ladies Tanty Louise took care of. Rondah, never left Tanty Louise's home, even when she was grown and had children of her own. Rhondah was able to returned the favor, to the woman who took care of her, as a child. When Tanty Louise got old; and could not take care of herself; it was Rondah who took care of her.

Ms. Harry was a beautiful, young woman in her mid-thirties or there about. She had seven children. Her oldest child was Marcia who was about fifteen years old or there about, there was Cleara, who was about 11 years old, there was Blue, Pojoe, a pretty little girl named: Trudy. There was also little Joseph who was about 3 years old and little Christopher who was about 2 years old or there about. 

Most people will be familiar with Christopher Harry, who rose to become a preeminent footballer (Soccer player) and was popularly called Christopher "Brazilian" Harry. Many people flock to Victory Park to watch this young man play the game of Soccer, and after his match, the football pundits, sat on the bridge like they did for years and spoke of his Soccer brilliance and skills. 

Many youths wanted to be like Christ and when he left our shores to represent our beautiful nation: St. Vincent and the Grenadines; as a national football player.  We all cheered each time he performed some terrific feat on the field of play or scored a goal. 

Ms. Harry had seven natural births, with no complication. In the olden days it was normal for a woman to have eight or ten children. My Grandmother Courtney Jack had fourteen children; which included three sets of twins.

It was in the early nineteen seventies (1970 s). I was seven years old, and my mother had just passed; while Ms Harry was pregnant with her eighth child. There were some pre-delivery problems, nothing that adequate rest and a good diet could not deal with. It was expected to be just another normal delivery; as she had done seven times before. There were some little complications but nothing that should affect her ability to have a normal delivery.

The time came when Ms. Harry's pregnancy was at its full term, now it was time to do something she would have done several times. Give birth; but this time to her eighth child. The Midwife who was responsible for delivering Ms. Harry, baby, recognized some signs that alerted her of some complications in what should have been another normal delivery.  

Ms. Harry's problems were outside the scope of training and ability of the Midwife to handle. The Midwife exercised due diligence, and summoned the doctor; whose training made him more equipped to deal with any such problems.  

Upon arrival the doctor examined Ms. Harry, he reviewed her vital signs, and he became quite concerned. The problem was critical, Ms. Harry's pre-delivery problems, have grown extremely worst. All through her pregnancy, her body was able to sustain two lives, Ms. Harry's life and the life of her unborn baby. But now Ms. Harry's body will not be able to deal, with the stresses of child’s birth. 

The doctor knew, only one person will leave the Maternity ward alive. It was either the mother or the baby. How does he break this terrible news to an expectant mother? That she may be required, to instruct the doctor to kill the baby she borne and carried for nine months. A baby, she never knew but felt kicking and moving around in her womb. 

There was only one way to do this and that was to be honest and frank, provide the expectant mother, with all the information you could and give her the ability to make an informed decision. In the doctor's mind, it was a foregone conclusion; a decision any normal thinking parents would make without any problem. 

The doctor accompanied by the Midwife went to Ms. Harry's bedside; then he explained to Ms. Harry, the seriousness of her condition. He informed the anxious mother; her body will not be able to make it through; the stress of child’s-birth; The baby has to die so she can live. 

When Ms. Harry heard the awful news; her heart sank, sorrow replaced the expectation of new life that filled her eyes. Then a solitary tear slowly rolled from her eye, down upon her cheek. The mother of seven looked up at the doctor with weak eyes, trying extremely hard to fight back the tears, and at the same time battling with the pain in her broken body and her broken heart; a heart broken by the sad news, she just received.

When Ms. Harry received the bad news instantly her mind flashed back to all of her children. She saw the face of her oldest daughter Marcia; she knew Marcia has some challenges, challenges with time, she can help her deal with and overcome. She saw her little daughter Cleara and she knew exactly how to make Cleara laugh, and what was her favorite food. 

She saw Blue and she knew she needed to be there to keep all his energy in tack, she knew that Pojoe, was solid, but needed to learn, how to stand up for himself. Ms. Harry saw Trudy’s face and knew that girl has such potential, with a mother's help; there is nothing she could not accomplished. 

She saw the face of her son: Joseph; Joe was only three years old; he was always clings to her everywhere she went, Joe needed her the most. Then she saw the vibrance of her youngest son Christopher, he was so young and innocent, how is he going to make it without her. Ms. Harry realized that her children have not yet begun to get to know, who their mother was. 

Ms. Harry's mind went back to the birth of her first daughter Marcia. She was just a young insecure little girl; she did not know what to expect and what the future held for her. But the helpless little baby girl brought such life, such love, hope and purpose to her life. With each child she gave birth to, her capacity to give and receive love grew. Each child brought new meaning, new purpose a brand-new reason for living. She loved all of her children; even the baby she has not yet met. Ms. Harry wished for a girl, but now it did not matter.  

It did not take long for Ms. Harry to understand the gravity of the situation. She had seven children all of whom needed her, no one knows her children like she did; no one can love her children like she did; and no one will go the extra mile, to ensure their success like she will. 

Ms. Harry was asked to carry the heaviest burden, no one should ever be expected to carry. To make a choice no mother should ever be asked to make. However, this was her reality, a reality she must face. In Ms. Harry’s mind there was only one decision she could make under such circumstances. 

Ms. Harry, still a young woman; with many years of living ahead of her, she did not want to die, she was not ready to die and she was not prepared to die. What was she to do? 

Ms. Harry looked up at the doctor with eyes weakened by sorrow and a heart heavy with agony, as she spoke slowly and clearly so there will be no misunderstanding, her simple request. Ms. Harry spoke, with a mournful cadence that reflected, the burden she bore. She said to the doctor: "Doctor, whatever you do, I beg you, please; don't let my baby die, don't let my baby die."

The doctor was shocked; at the reply that came from the delirious mother, maybe she did not understand the gravity of the situation. 

Doc. "Ms. Harry, you will be able to have more children in the future, but not this one.  

Ms. Harry searching for words, to communicate the intent of her heart, she wanted her message to be as clearly as she possible could. She looked away from the doctor for a brief moment; she thought for a little while; then reestablished eye contact with the doctor, now with a voice broken by anguish and a heart burdened with grief, the stresses of her mind weaken her body and made speaking difficult. 

Ms. Harry spoke with deliberation, she said, "Doctor, whatever you do, I beg you, please; don't let my baby die, don't let my baby die."

Once again, the doctor brought some already considered fact to Ms. Harry's attention, maybe she has not given this situation enough thought. The doctor said Ms. Harry, you have seven young children who need you. Children who need their mother's care, guidance and love. Children who want to have their mother at their weddings, children who want their mother to play with their children.

Ms. Harry once again reiterated her desire to the doctor, she said; in the most polite way a woman in such mental, physical anguish could say it. There was nothing new to her request to the doctor Mr. Harry's request to the doctor was simple, it was clear and it was deliberate. But this time she could not restrain the broken reservoirs, of tears that now flowed freely, discolored her eyes and saturated her cheeks.

 Although her tears flowed freely her voice were unbroken. It was important for Ms. Harry’s message to reach the doctor without any confusion or misunderstanding. For the third time she said "Doctor, whatever you do, I beg you, please; don't let my baby die, don't let my baby die."

By this time the doctor knew Ms. Harry had already thought about all of the factors that surrounded her decision and was at peace with her choices. Of all his years of practice he never seen anyone with such courage, one who was totally unprepared to, but was willing to face death so her unborn baby could live.

The doctor and the midwife began to work tirelessly to satisfy Ms. Harry's request. It was difficult for the doctor, who knew what was at stake. Then the silence of the maternity room was broken with a loud scream. A beautiful little baby girl was born. Instinctively, and without thinking; sensing the seriousness of the situation, the doctor immediately, places the crying baby on its mother's breast. This simple but careful act of humanity, caused the baby and its mother to bound even if it was only for a few seconds.

Ms. Harry heard the lively screams of her newborn baby, felt the warmth of her child's skin and the rapid beats of her little girl's heart. in that brief moment of bounding, Ms. Harry said a little prayer; she said "Lord, my only request of you is; you let each of my children know, I love all of them, and I would have given my life for anyone of them, not just only for my little Deedie." Then Ms. Harry took a deep breath, as she breathed in, her cheeks rose and a little smile erupted upon her face; then she closed her eyes and die. 

Ms. Harry knew something most of us don't or did not know. it is not a mother's responsibility to destroy life but to ensure that life is preserved at all and or any cost.

If you were placed in Ms. Harry's condition what would you have done?

The greatest conspiracy to succeed on Planet Earth

The greatest conspiracy to succeed on Planet Earth

It was prior to 1948, the League Of Nations (LON) whose name was later changed to the United Nations (UN), were made up of mainly the USA and all of Europe and Canada.

Although the countries of Africa, Asia and the Caribbean were also on the books as members of the League of Nations, they had no real power; because they were all colonies of the countries in Europe and the USA and therefore, did not qualify or have any real powers; they were not sovereign but they were all colonies of a sovereign that already held real membership to the League of Nation. Therefore, their participation was done by a representative of the sovereign crown, to whom their allegiances were and they were compelled to follow the dictates of their sovereign masters.

The emancipation of all the peoples, who were held captive under the banner of the Trans-Atlantic slavery, was here and therefore all were declared free. However, the oppression they faced was steep and brutal. Things were changing, but the changes were very slow and at time stagnant. To ensure the continued and forever oppression of this people, the heads of the League of Nations along with the Roman Catholic Church came up with a grand plan that was steep in deception and lies.

By this time in the world's history, the descendants of the Trans-Atlantic slave trade, though they were now free; they had already lost their knowledge of self: they had lost the knowledge of their language, their culture, their fore parents and their God.

History have shown their enemies, the God of the oppressed people, had a track record of Going against his written law, to invoke a clause in his law, that offer redemption to those of his chosen people who don't qualify for his for his salvation and attention. That clause is “For My Name Sake:” yes you got it right: for Yah’s name sake. When Israel was in Egyptian captivity, their God go against that which was written in his law, and intervene on behalf of his people at a period in their history; when their oppression should have gotten worst because of the level of their rebellion to him.

The supreme and sovereign God: Yah, very mind full of Israel's status, invoked “For My Name Sake and send a deliverer in Moses who delivered Yah's unrepentant and rebellious people out of Egypt. Yahweh, cause the rebuilding of the Walls and the temple in Jerusalem by Israelite in captivity; For His Name Sake.

As a result, of this known fact, the government of the League of Nation and the Roman Catholic Church came up with a master plan that will make useless even the Creator Yah's invoking, of and on behalf of his people "For My Name Sake". As a result the LON encouraged the forefathers of the modern day Jews and Israeli to convert to Judaism, and received the opportunity to be a part of and to have their own country and billions of dollars to manage the affairs of their nations. The religion Judaism was especially invented by the Catholic Church for this purpose; and consisted of the worship, practice and the believe system of Israel of old.

Then in 1948, the LON re-established the nation: Israel and colonized the new nation Israel; with their new converts to Judaism and immediately they were declared a sovereign nation. They were living in the land of the Israelite of old, they walked where the Israelite walked, dressed as they dressed, they worshiped and living like the Israelite of old.

It was important to note, that the Israelite of the bible, who the bible called the lost sheep of the house of Israel and who were the rightful hire of that land; were lost in plain sight. Every nation of the world and every race in of people knew who the Israelite were except the Israelite. Even after more than 70 years later the situation is still the same. The only people who do not know who the Israelite are, is the Israelite.

To make this plan look legitimate, to the vastly changing world, the LON and the Catholic Church fabricated the documentation to reflect an earlier conversion date of the Jews/Israeli. They went as far as to tamper with some unpopular historic text, to corroborate the new conversion date of the so-called converts to Judaism, the practicing Jews, the Israeli.

Although the LON and the New Converts did not say they were the descendants of Abraham or claimed to be the Israel of the bible they give the world the impression they were. They never deny the fact but they did not confirmed it either. The biggest lie that can ever be told is a lie mixed with truth; Today the Jews are taking the ignorance of the world and profiting of it.

The Blessings that God give to the Israelite that through them the world will be bless they wear as a promised made to them: which is a lie. Today many religion give to them millions of dollars , each year money that is to go to the true descendants of Abraham and like the misdirected credit, they take the cash without objection; as to them not being the true recipitant of the monies.

By this time the Catholic Church were in possession of all the historic document of ancient Israel, which they have safely tucked away from the world; the Catholic Church is even in possession of the secret and Holy Ark of the Covenant. The Ark of the Covenant will remain safe in its current location, because there is no consistently faithful group of Israelite, who is worthy of taking possession of this holy artifact. But when there is a group of Israelite worthy of being in control of the seat of God on earth: the Ark of the Covenant; will find them.

There will be no fortress on earth that will be able to keep the Ark of the Covenant confide. When that time arrived; there will be no kings, no popes, no president and their will be no army to keep it away from us. As a matter of fact, they will have to facilitate the safe transportation and deliverance of the Ark to its rightful guardians; the faithful community of Israelite; where ever they are on this earth.

The cover up that was taken on by world and church leasers was half done, if they ought to keep the true Israelite in ignorance of their identity, then their book must be altered, as a result; the decisions of the counsel of Laodicea was now implimented. There the group of religious scholars took it upon themselves, to remove from the collection of Holy Scripture, any information that may presented a clue to the people who were lost in plain sight, of their identity and to developed a meaning full relationship with their God who always deliver them. This was evident in the publication of the Bible prior and post 1948.

As a result, the Holy Scriptures the bible was altered, words were intentionally removed, large passage of text were removed, entire volumes (books) were removed and locked away, from prying eyes.

Books such the book of Enoch, the book of Jubilee, the book of Josha, the aporopha etc. Were removed and there for we're no longer published as a part of the Bible after 1948.

Now Christianity became the only religion in the world that has only one God, whose name was: God; the title of a deity. The preacher and the teachers were all ignorant of their God's name; and have to depend on their white teachers for information of their God.

While a Hindu family may have up to a hundred Gods and know each of them by their names, the Muslims God has a name: Allah; the God of the Orient has a name: Buddha, even the primitive Amerindian that had many Gods knew each of their God by name.

Like Judaism, Christianity was a religion that was developed by the Catholic Church, and handed back to the Israelite to satisfy their indwelling need to worship, and the modern day bible was its manual, a book that was riddled with distortions designed to satisfy the descents of the Israelite of the bible overwhelming desire to worship, while keeping them, from discovering their true identity, from understanding who their God was and the things he was willing to do for them. But more than that; Christianity was designed to keep the Israelite week, lazy, with no interest in their welfare; a tool that will lead them into hell.

Have you ever wondered or if not take the time to ask yourself two simple question: why the victims, of the Trans-Atlantic Slave Trade were not allowed to read? Why it was a treasonous offence for a slave to try to read or even look upon a book. And why for most of the recent history; the Bible was published in Latin only that was the language of the clergy. It was because, if they did read and they got a hold of the Holy Scripture, they will immediately understand it, in its true form.

Are you an Israelite the remnant of Adam, the direct descendants of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob? Who are you?

Western (white) Education & the black child - A depressant. Part 2

In part one of this discourse, I took the opportunity to go into detail, in dealing with some aspect of this topic most have avoided speaking about. This is to serious a topic to beat around the bush, and for too long too many people have been unfairly affected. a people that have been disenfranchised for century is still met with oppression that have defined their life of poverty.

It is interesting that the primary and basic element within the school system that is responsible for inspiring and motivate a white child or children are the same things that is responsible and instills a sense of dejection, rejection and uselessness in the black child. It is too simple to not have been discovered, made known. So the question I must asked is; why this was not dealt with centuries ago.

Let me tease your mind just for a little. For more than three hundred years, the white slave owners, propagated the idea, as if it were a forgone fact that black people, were too stupid to ever learn how to read; however, the slave owners make it totally forbidden for a black person, to be seen with a book, looking at a book or to be seen, looking into a book. The big question is; if black people were too stupid to ever learn how to read, why then were they flogged, within inches of their life, because they were seen, looking into a book.

If reading were outside of their ability, trying to do something they cannot do, is incapable of doing and he will never be able to do; why then, were their actions, or alleged actions met with such harsh and cruel punishment?

Unfortunately, there is one common denominator that acts like an education repellent to black children and an education magnet to white children and this is the teaching of the subject of history.

The history that is encourage and though in and by the west is white or European history, to which other entire none-white world are forced to study, learn and become proficient in white history. the information and the method in which the information is presented does the following things to and for the white student.

1. It gives the white child (even at that age) positive people they can to identify and associate with.

2. It instill a sense of pride in the white child which in turn breaths motivation to participate and succeed.

3. It make that white child feel like he belongs and that which was being thought was created by his people for him.

4. It immediately help the white child, to see their value through their ancestor thus gives them a sense of racial pride; and therefore help them to make the practical connection between, the subjects and everyday life.

The teaching of white history to black children does the complete opposition for a black child or black children, while the white children are positively condition from the time they enters primary schooling and therefore charts a 

course to success. In the meantime, the black children are negatively conditioned and is therefore set up to fail.

For the simple fact, the black child, does not have any positive similar ancestor role model with which to associate with; but those who are speak about; in the context of history; that reflect the black child are, only negative role models: Slaves and Slavery the descendants of the conquered and the descendants oppressed.

This is why most black children do not feel like the school system is for them. Although preschool these same black children show such potential, some even shows potentials that can compared to that of genius. This is so because these children are in a history neutral learning environment. An environment where children are though the basic of learning. However, when those same potentially genius children are revisit after they have enter into the conventional school system at five years old, they immediately began to suffer a drastic educational decline.

This type of historical information dissemination is only acceptable the School system of the conqueror, where the conquerors use their culture, their education system, their laws etc. to brainwashed the conquered into a sense of inferiority, while portraying the conqueror as superior.

However, In a system whose law makers have been propagates integrations; The integration intent is not there until the education system integrates the history of the community across the board and began to teach student general history. Until then integration will remain a word.

This is the perfect functioning of a plan that has and is achieving its goal.

Western Education and the black child - A depressant

It is no secret that western Society is not designed for the success of the black community. Integration is a goal that was set for the black community by its leaders during Jim Crow. And forever after that the members of the black community have been paying dividend with good will in order to accomplish a goal that will never be accomplished: the goal of racial integration. For those who believe that integration is an attainable goal; you are fooling yourself and are an enemy of the black community.

Consider what will happen if the black community were to experience whole sale success. It will mean an end to white economic, social and political dominance as well as white privilege. These are conditions that no white person is willing to relinquished and or part with; and it matters not how long, how hard and what seemingly sacrifice that/those white person (s) was shouting equal right for all.

Many people may not know and or understand it, but the Western School System is the primary tool to encourage and to solicit the failure of the black community. It is a well-designed system that is premeditated to accomplished a specific objective. Still those who have designed and those who understand the system seems to always ask with concerning:

1. Why is there such high level of dropout rate in black children from the school system?

2. Why are black children unable to connect and see the value of Western Education?

3. Why are black children not motivated to learn?

These question are often asked pretentiously the truth is, those who often ask the question are not looking for an answer, in most cases they already have the answers to the question they are asking and are searching for; but refuse to take and make the necessary corrective measures to aid the black children to come to terms with the education system and experience the full benefit from the system. These simple measures are not taken, because it is not in the society’s interest, to ensure that the black community benefits; so why take the appropriate actions.

It is not to say that the general intent is to ensure the development of the black community. If this was the case, then the City of Greenwood Tulsa Oklahoma would have still been in existences today; but that affluent black community was destroyed; at the hands of government agencies, many lives were lost and thousand was left homeless; no one was held accountable and none of the victims were compensated. This conspiracy went so fat that the insurance companies, refuse to honor lawful claims by faithful and financial up-to-date black customers.

The answers to these questions are the same and it is very simple. The question we must all therefore ask are. Are white children more intelligent than black children? Most people will say yes, and they will use the academic and or the school statistics of the education/school system as proof, to support the claims that white children are more intelligence than black children. However, these statistics are not enough and are not an accurate means of measuring intelligence; when we are aware that the system is rigged in favor of the white children and goes against black children.

But the success that is experience by white children in comparison of the failure that is experience by black children is not an indication of superior intelligence. Even though the white children are consistently more successful than the black child in the school and or the education system it is not an appropriate means of measuring the level of intelligence.

This is so, because with one modification to the school curriculum, one can change the learning curve of between the two races and therefore switch the success and failure rate between the two races. We must believe that every child need to be inspired to learn, when a child is inspired to learn then he or she can easily make the connection between that which is being taught in the school, and how he can and will apply them in real life. Such inspiration gives the child a sense of pride and motivate them to work, things are easily understood and learning and academic success also comes easy.

The school system is designed to inspire the white child, and that which is design to inspire the white child demotivates the black child and give them a sense of insecurity. In other words, while the white child is inspired and are motivated to learn, the same school system works in reverse on the black child. The black child becomes depress and demotivated. Hence the reason why the black children has a such a high failure and dropout rate. All of this is by design.

To be continued…….

The Objective of Mass Incarceration - A White-man's Plan to destroy the black community & the black man

The effects that rape has on a child; male or female, has lifelong devastating consequences. The weight and the devastating effects of such trauma on the mind of a child is greatly down played. This is so because a child lacks the experience, the command of language and the overall ability to adequately express with words, that which they are true feelings and experiencing. They cannot give a comparative analysis of their life or the way they felt before the assault and their life and how their life have change after the assault. As a result, of the trauma they were force to meet head on and experience. 

When a child is raped, because those children are severely under developed in all of their faculties, which includes but are not limited to their mental, physical, emotional, and social faculties; at that point of their great trauma, a lot of things happens, the first things is, those child victims are knocked off course with their general development, the trauma of their experience cause all of their faculties to be tossed and scrambled, creating a barrage of confusion that is worse than a woman in menopause. 

Because of their immaturity and a limited reasoning ability, their low level of understand of the workings of the human person and their place and their functions within the community; as well as, their limited understanding of the normal and reasonable expectations of the community has of them as well The understanding of the things they would have later get a full grasp of are flipped upside down, the things they would have learn normally; with the progression of time, become all disorganized, the normal things seems out of place, and their ability to comprehend simple things are scramble. 

Their security was shattered, and the security and the confidence they once feel, being in the arms or the presence of their parents is shattered. Who can protect me if my parents could not? Is the question that mostly occupies their minds. Their insecurity and the disgusting feelings of being violently and prematurely violated leaves them with an overwhelming feeling give them a hint that something is not normal with them and their experience. They always question themselves, wondering: why they are not normal? Why they are so different than most people? This coupled with the persistent feel of powerlessness that is the residue of the traumatic experience they were forced to encounter.

The truth is they are not normal because of their experience; and the quicker we accept and acknowledge this simple fact, is the faster we are able to help them to understand the travesty that was inflicted upon them. The simple fact is; their experience is not a normal experience; if it was, then it would not have been a crime and the effects would not have been so devastating. The mental, social, emotional and physical pain they experience because of their experience is not normal. You don’t see normal rational or other parents going out there organizing for their juvenile sons and daughters to be raped. One will have to asked yourself this simple question. Why the normal and relational parents are not out and organization for their juvenile sons and daughters to be raped?

If you have answer this question, then you would have answer the question as it relates to the normalcy of their rape victim life. In the life of a child victim this emotional and other trauma becomes their normal; but it is still not normal. In other word; if something is all a person know it does not mean that thing is normal; and it is doing a travesty of common sense, intelligence, good judgement, and an injustice for any one, institution and or organization to lead these victims to believe that they are normal; It may sound good to say it, it may make us feel better about our self; but how does it make that victim feel. 

I declare here it is not a good it is not true and it is not right; for the world to tell them that they are normal, when they know from examining the community and from the way they feel they know they are not. For them to be normal, then their experience (Rape as a child) has to also be normal, the confusion they experience have to be normal. It is true they look normal, but normality does not have anything to do with looks and or appearance, it has to do with the functionality. 

The same thing happens to an adult. However, at this stage, they learned and understand all of the things that was mentioned above. Now with their faculties scrambled and tossed, and the confusion that ensued they are unable to reconcile that which they have learn and understood to be normal prior to their violations to the way they now feel. To understand the verbal explanation of this from an adult one would have had to walk in their shoes. 

Objective of the Prison System 

The prison system has an organized systemic cycle that has for century, they have been practiced legalize homosexuality and legalize homosexual rape. A system where men are brutally gang raped, and beaten, and in some cases, a weaker man may be made a permanent prison bitch (one who satisfy the sexual desire of another) of another, one who is stronger especially leaders of prison gangs. 

However, the wheel turn, it is all set up to keep, the revolving doors of the prison moving, the cycle of prison rape spinning, and the black community on the brink of collapsing within and upon its self.

So the mass incarceration of black men is a deliberate effort to destroy the black community. When a brother enters the prison system 90% of the time, they were raped in some cases they were gang raped, in order to deal with their shame, their brokenness and because they are often to weak, and afraid of their rapist to exhort revenge, they make a victim of some weaker person who is new to the penal system, creating the same environment, under which they were victimized. Do you see the type, the level and the severity of the broken and the abnormality we are dealing with. 

In most cases, by the time, an incarcerated brother is release from the penal system; he is broken beyond repair, he is so psychologically messed up that he is of no real value to themselves, their families and or their communities. They have either been raped multiple times, participated in multiple rapes of weaker younger men; normally, frighten black young men, or they have willingly and voluntarily participated in homosexual activities to satisfy their sexual urged they may have had. 

So when, a black man is released from prison, and returned to the community, he may look the same, he may sound the same when he speaks, he may like the same food he liked, but that friend, that brother, that father, that uncle or that grand papa is not the same, he may become an unconsciously rapist, who will pray on the weak and the innocent as all rapist does. As we all know victims of rape rarely ever come forward, and a threat to kill a child or a threat to kill the child's parents is always enough to keep that child quiet for the rest of their life. 

That is the primary reason the black communities are so messed up, that is why, there are so many black youths are homosexuals; it is also for the same reason why black youths will mercilessly kill each other, because a tattooed brother or sister is dressed in blue or red apparel. 

Mass incarceration of the black man is a scientifically, well thought out plan that has been executed to perfection to ensure the Israelite does not achieved their true potential and that they are kept destitute and always looking to the white man for a hand out. The cycle is, their father’s destroys the black communities then their white children finds relevance and become rich in helping the retched people. Yet the black community is blinded even though the cycle had been replaying for the pass two hundred (200) years

The devastating effects of rape.

The effects that rape has on a child; male or female, has lifelong devastating consequences. The weight and the devastating effects of such trauma on the mind of a child is greatly down played. This is so because a child lacks the experience, the command of language and the overall ability to adequately express with words, that which they are true feelings and experiencing. They cannot give a comparative analysis of their life or the way they felt before the assault and their life and how their life have change after the assault. As a result, of the trauma they were force to meet head on and experience.

When a child is raped, because those children are severely under developed in all of their faculties, which includes but are not limited to their mental, physical, emotional, and social faculties; at that point of their great trauma, a lot of things happens, the first things is, those child victims are knocked off course with their general development, the trauma of their experience cause all of their faculties to be tossed and scrambled, creating a barrage of confusion that is worse than a woman in menopause.

Because of their immaturity and a limited reasoning ability, their low level of understand of the workings of the human person and their place and their functions within the community; as well as, their limited understanding of the normal and reasonable expectations of the community has of them as well The understanding of the things they would have later get a full grasp of are flipped upside down, the things they would have learn normally; with the progression of time, become all disorganized, the normal things seems out of place, and their ability to comprehend simple things are scramble.

Their security was shattered, and the security and the confidence they once feel, being in the arms or the presence of their parents is shattered. Who can protect me if my parents could not? Is the question that mostly occupies their minds. Their insecurity and the disgusting feelings of being violently and prematurely violated leaves them with an overwhelming feeling give them a hint that something is not normal with them and their experience. They always question themselves, wondering: why they are not normal? Why they are so different than most people? This coupled with the persistent feel of powerlessness that is the residue of the traumatic experience they were forced to encounter.

The truth is they are not normal because of their experience; and the quicker we accept and acknowledge this simple fact, is the faster we are able to help them to understand the travesty that was inflicted upon them. The simple fact is; their experience is not a normal experience; if it was, then it would not have been a crime and the effects would not have been so devastating. The mental, social, emotional and physical pain they experience because of their experience is not normal. You don’t see normal rational or other parents going out there organizing for their juvenile sons and daughters to be raped. One will have to asked yourself this simple question. Why the normal and relational parents are not out and organization for their juvenile sons and daughters to be raped?

If you have answer this question, then you would have answer the question as it relates to the normalcy of their rape victim life. In the life of a child victim this emotional and other trauma becomes their normal; but it is still not normal. In other word; if something is all a person know it does not mean that thing is normal; and it is doing a travesty of common sense, intelligence, good judgement, and an injustice for any one, institution and or organization to lead these victims to believe that they are normal; It may sound good to say it, it may make us feel better about our self; but how does it make that victim feel.

I declare here it is not a good it is not true and it is not right; for the world to tell them that they are normal, when they know from examining the community and from the way they feel they know they are not. For them to be normal, then their experience (Rape as a child) has to also be normal, the confusion they experience have to be normal. It is true they look normal, but normality does not have anything to do with looks and or appearance, it has to do with the functionality.

The same thing happens to an adult. However, at this stage, they learned and understand all of the things that was mentioned above. Now with their faculties scrambled and tossed, and the confusion that ensued they are unable to reconcile that which they have learn and understood to be normal prior to their violations to the way they now feel. To understand the verbal explanation of this from an adult one would have had to walk in their shoes.