‘I love you‘ just may be the most hateful words ever spoken to me—over and over again. Amidst a depreciated culture nestles an energy manifested to seduce tribal members into toxic relationships in order to sustain the state of depreciation. Spells must be cast onto the souls woven into the subconscious of the target to affect the will of the alkemist. ‘I love you’ is the most toxic and executed spell in collective memory. Love is received as an intangible sentiment blurred with tangible metric systems allowing for simple manipulation. Love is undefined outside of God. To know God is the only course in comprehending love, and so, to believe in God is to be lost, drowning, in an ocean of love.
The art of courting based on intangible attraction may be the course to healing the adverse romantic conditions plaguing Foundational Black America. We practice hatin’ love as an FBA body. Our expression of love is rooted in the mutating of the enslaved on the plantation. The expression neglects to face the trauma of the atrocities committed against us, normalizing our hell. Conceived in the paradigm of 20th Century relationships, my experience witnesses the love that a slave has for his slave master resembles the love and priority a man has for his boss. The true love is for money.
Black women were depreciated in her place established in the relationship by the Black man. She was being reduced to service and an object of lust consistent with the slave master’s regard for his slave female. Our women have been pimped to the public seduced by the “love” for her pimp under a myriad of guises to manipulate her experience. Boyfriends, husbands, friends, coworkers, employers, etc. are all pimps of society seducing the harlot into a fantasy around the title or role of the character. The Black man has been desperate and thirsty for power in Amerikkka for centuries resolving to identify money as the source of power, and so, suffering the love of money and selling his woman to acquire it.
The Black woman is a Black man’s source of power. To prioritize money over her well-being would be selling his power for nothing in return. The purported dilemma is without the money she can’t be provided for. The settlement was prioritizing money over the women but allowing her to spend at will. Now, the Black woman uses the money as a primary metric to evaluate the Black man. On the back on of the money is printed, ‘In God We Trust,’ and on the front is the face of a dead, slave-owning crackkka still dictating the relationships of his precious nggas from the dust of the grave. The love of money equates to the love a slave has for their master.
Black men yielding to money as power bears the same consequence as yielding to the whip on a plantation. Slave revolts transpired because the royal prisoners of war identified with power beyond the lash of a whip and the white hand it extended back to. The royal prisoners of war activated the power from within to arise and ascend above their condition destroying all coming against the divine course. The 21st Century reflects the dire conditions Foundational Black America faces as consequence of the dormancy of the royal genetic code. Fortunately, as the wickedness of mankind triggered Mother Nature to destroy its world, so are we triggered to activate an ancient, celestial power giving rise to our intelligence.
Black beings are manifested by the love of God. The laws of love are embedded in our expression. We face the ultimate consequence for neglecting, dishonoring, or abusing manifestations conceived in love. The hastened destruction of the earth juxtaposed with a global psychological collapse is the ultimate consequence. This is the 21st Century. A time when the love for money costs the hate of people. A time when, “I love you,” means I am purchasing you. A national society of pimps, simps, nggas, and harlots are doomed as the reminisce of the plantation mutations while the activation of the royal genetic code spawns the corrective course of action.
The royal Black man, the Numerycan man, must disconnect with the god of money and reconnect with the God of his soul. The power of money loses to soul power in this time. The children of the Sun must abort the fiat currency systems in order to stimulate the bioelectric current within to effect miracles. As foundational Black men return to God, a crash in the stock of Amerikkka will ensue disrupting the curse upon the people. The return to God rebukes the money and tests the hearts of us all. The hearts passing the test are free to love as God loves.
The people who Eye think hate me the most on this planet have told me they loved me the most. It is tangible love performing as possessive love. Ownership-based love rooted in titles that are legally binding in a court of lawlessness. This is sophisticated hatred. Impossible for love to be governed by legal fictions of the immoral code. Love has become a social instrument interpreted by industries to determine the investment culture of societies. Corporate America is wholly dependent on the interpretation of love to be sustained. The love for family over love of career, love of quality time over love of possessions, love of respect over love of accolades, or the love of our ancestors over the love of American idols threaten the economic foundations of the world. You think people love you, but they’re only reselling and wholesaling you back to the plantation.
Eye’m resolving to intangible courting. The preference is to date for the offerings beyond the money. Prioritizing what a woman offers that I cannot purchase with fiat currency will attract the most befitting mates. Keeping in mind principles of the spirit will allow for smooth vetting processes. Meditating on the beauty of the heart of one loved by God increases the bio-electromagnetic capacity to attract soulmates drawing them nearer, and repelling mutations of the plantation away. The greatest challenge with courting for intangible value amongst Foundational Black America is increasing your magnetism to draw the needle from a world of hay.
*Shyne Khm YahRa*
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