The Family Bond! Chapter 9…Segment 6.

Goddess morning Royals. First, gie praise and worship to the all High.

I was down and out for the count last week. I do apologize for the delay and the lack of warning for the posts. Something nasty had came over me an had me in here feeling like a steam roller ran me over. I was sick beyond reason so I rested and now I am back and ready to finish our journey.

We as people must learn a different strategy to living in order to be a better nation of people.  Our strategy is to just fold and submit.  We can no longer submit to those who oppose us, enslave us, beat us, demoralize us, nor humiliate us.  We have to be smarter because we are smarter.  We are the race they fear, we are the creators and inventors of all things unearthly.  We believe in a higher being just not the one they want us to believe in.

For me the biggest part of slavery for slaves was;

F – Frightened of their surroundings and their captives.

E – Emotionally cried for familiarity.

A – Afraid for the life of their love one more than their own.

R – Run to where or whom? To have worst done than what is being done or have less than they were given.

Being force into a strange land and not knowing the outcome of where to go, what to do, or who to trust, created a safe haven in their master/captives.  Obedience became a necessity and submission became the only choice.  I believe this is the same reason our people live the way they do now.  Afraid of rocking the boat, afraid that their captive will no longer take care of them.  Afraid for their lives they rather hurt one another than to have the massive upset, but if your only fear the unknown, because who are the massive, then that make you just as stupid as you are afraid.  If you’re not sure of who you are, how can you be sure of who they are?  For all you know you could be the massive.

If you learn nothing else in this life learn how not to give your life to the system.  Once they have you, they will never want to let go.  They always will refer to that one incident or think nothing more for you than a criminal.  You may have some that understand that you were in the wrong place at the wrong time, but not very many.  Your past will come to haunt your life, your future is calling on it.

With all your wisdom, your ability to learn and grow, your desire of freedom, your pleasure of calling your own shots, your motivation for better; stay out of the system.  Do your part so that you can show our youngsters that being tough isn’t about going to jail, no that is easy, being tough is about staying out of trouble and out of jail!

Because as we all know it is easy to get into trouble but hard as hell to stay out of it or it’s way; not to mention get out of it once you’re in it.  Teaching and educating our children shouldn’t be a challenge it should be an everyday thing like feeding them, “a necessity.”

As a child growing up in Baltimore, crime was specific to men only, meaning no one killed women and children.  You had a curfew not by the city or state but by your parents.  Had to be on the steps by time the street lights came on or else.  You knew to respect your elders and mind your P’s and Q’s (your own business).  Stay out of grown folks faces and conversations.  Children should be seen and not heard unless spoken is a rule but not such a great rule any longer.  *This is how I see predators getting to the children without them being able to tell parents about it.  Learn something new every day.  Once on the block that’s where you stay until it was time to go in for bed.

Saturday morning chores was washing the house, clothes, mop the floors, doing the dishes and bathe.  Clean the steps, sweep the front, and windows.  Then you could go anywhere, if you said where and be back before night fall.  Sunday was church no, if, and or butts about it.  Monday – Friday was school or learning depending on the season.

Summers was extra fun, because as long as we were on the block and moms or dads of the village was out, we could be outside.  Once there were no adults you had to go in.  Now days all that’s out the window.  Children don’t want to learn, they don’t want to do chores, they don’t want to respect home so out in the street is out of the question.  They don’t play games because technology is killing their brain cells.  All they want is the latest technology and to share all their personal business on social media.  Then have the audacity to say someone is snitching on them. Child bye!  Hello!  Stupid social media is a tracking station for stupidity.  If you stop doing stupid and idiotic bullshit then you wouldn’t think that someone have time to snitch on you.  Then you know there are cameras everywhere you go and that “society” is watching everything you do.  So how can say someone is snitching, dummy you snitched on yourself.

Anyone who share stupid, illegal situations are being tracked straight to the front door. 

While we are on the subject of educating our children, how about we teach them manners and how to use them.  Respect could take them a long way and we all know that.  Teach them how to speak to people and that “huh”, or “sup” is not a proper way to speak to an adult who opens their mouth to speak to them. 

“Hello, Good Morning, Good Afternoon, Good Evening,” proper ways of addressing someone.  Also, teach them that when entering a room or walking pass someone that speaking will not hurt them at all.  The same way we are learning a new; our children should also be learning a new.  Teach our young men to pull up their pants and not advertise their home life to all.  If they need to vent then they should learn to vent to you or a family member and not complete strangers.  When children open this door, and allow strangers into their lives they become prey and all types of things starts to happen in which they are not equipped to handle.  Now if they are a part of that trusting village that you have built then yes, sure go right ahead and vent to the village but if not, then family it is.  Teach our young women to dress appropriate so they don’t have to worry about uninvited or unwarranted attention from predators or perverts. 

Remember child predators likes both sex and all ages and doesn’t really care who knows it. 

Sending you all love and kisses. #GoddessLove

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