I FOUND MY ‘BROTHER’
Written by: Victor E. Moseley
Email: vemoseley@landcause.com
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CORNERSTONE STATEMENT:
There are women and men bestowed with the gift to answer the ultimate question. That question is ‘WHY’. They are charged with rendering an answer that can be understood by the most contrary element of our society. Those that foment, spread and traffic in hate. Our Brothers are in need of guidance and this journal will bring forth a multitude of remedies to address the male illness of unawareness. The answer to the ultimate unknowns of behavior and responsibility.
Those of us given this perception and understanding to interpret the unknown and apply the information to the known is the essence of our charge. Thereafter decode the messages for the people who oppose themselves. This decryption is then presented to the people as the explanation of events past, present and future so they may keep updated to the frenetic changes occurring today and those that will arrive soon.
Brothers, this journal is a call to all of you to obtain the knowledge that you lack in every part of your lives. As sons. As brothers. As fathers. As grandfathers. As uncles. As cousins. Ignorance will no longer be tolerated, encouraged or celebrated. As the ‘First Father’ has said in his Holy Bible “let everything be done decently and in order”. Honor and truth will not be perverted anymore. Why? Because as a Black Man I will impart all I have learned and gathered for over 59 years of life in America and around the world to the young coming behind me and my elders above me. Why? Things that now appear as they do will begin to appear as they should be according to what is right? Help me see to it as this mandate has been divinely ordered.
Issue 24: ‘The Entrance of thy Words giveth Light’
That ole saying, ‘if you keep doing something right, the testing just gets so much easier’.
Do you know what happens to you when you think you have made it? Complacency. You forget that the ‘edge’ you needed to stay sharp no longer calls for the sharpening iron. There is nothing left to strive for and achieve. All the ‘cheers’ have ceased. The ‘Legacy Media’ begins to chip away at your so-called ‘triumph’ until it finally seems that what you accomplished wasn’t an accomplishment at all. What then?
What then means in America is that you build, or you create an entirely new world of false achievements. You uplift somebody, that in any acceptable rating or ranking of intelligence in a field of study, would hover near the bottom rung of the ladder. Or for something like artificial intelligence that has graced Hollywood movie screens for decades, into a feasible industry as if it is a complete and workable product when it is clearly not. But fantastical conclusions is the story of America even if most achievements are mid-level or mostly muted.
Bottom line? You stop innovating. You start running advertisements warning of the specter of foreign countries engineering better products. Stop a moment. Read what I just wrote again. You stop innovating. You listen to these stupid motherfuckers who’ve never invented even a ‘square of toilet paper’ to better wipe your ass complain about foreigners inventing things? Foreigners using that ‘gray matter’ between their ears, after educating themselves instead of burning those same books, to make their country and their lives better.
What the fuck barrier to an alternate universe did I accidentally slip across!
When I came to the age of ascension where I knew I was in trouble by experiencing the debilitating poverty that encompassed me; I knew I had to think my way out of it and ‘shitkicking’ it in bars blaming Black people wasn’t an option available to me. If you didn’t pick up on that it means that I’m a Black man. White privilege wasn’t a door I could enter through to having at least a floor providing a steady path to be thought of as doing great things when any fool could see I’m White and propped up with a guaranteed living.
I couldn’t wait to get out of the projects, or that shanty house my dad bought in my last year of high school. I hit the pavement running as soon as my feet touched! My problem was this. I was so angry that I had to live in poverty for so many years; I didn’t care or calm down enough to see I was ‘all over the road’ outside the lines kicking up rocks and gravel like a madman.
The ‘irony’ I completely ignored was this. The road signs, billboards, and maps that were telling me where the danger, respite, recovery and renewal were ‘flashing’ along my entire path, but I was too angry and bullheaded to slow down enough to read them or ‘heed’ them!
This is the best caution of all. I blew right pass the sign pointing out the ‘trouble’ waiting for me around the next curve! It was flashing with the ‘loudest’ and strongest brightest ‘light’ I remember ever seeing, and I still didn’t catch the ‘message’ until it was too late.
That ‘Other Self’ that Napolean Hill always went on about. I suddenly got a whole lot of respect for now. I know. We often call it in the Black Community that ‘Something told me to’ which has saved many a Black soul I will add. So, the lesson was finally learned, graded and passed. No more hesitation in calling out fake achievements here.
No more watching people speak on topics or holding titles or positions God knows they should never have been allowed to possess. No more cheers for the stupid fucking shit they say.
No more letting them slide!
That Black kid that was filled with defiance. Grew into this Black man who will keep that overabundance of defiance. But now this Black man will only recognize achievement in its true representation.
Watch out. I will call failure out when I see it.
Be ready.
When you hear the right ‘words’ and they ‘enter’ into your soul and psyche believe this. You may not see your own ‘light’, but others will.
If not, they will certainly see your darkness.