Author: Freegrandmaa

TV was not created for entertainment. It is strictly used for programming and to instill the capitalist mindset.. Programming our emotional reactions and our wants and needs. Polluting our minds with unrealistic content so that we may surely be discontent within ourselves. Just another form of escapism for us to remain complacent yet spiritually unsettled. Observe someone as they watch tv…Looks like brainwashing doesn’t it? Do you think the elite watch TV?

Self aware since birth, didnt need a birth chart to tap in and see my fate. Just needed spirit, ganja, and good ole isolation (at one point isolated in a van for most of 2 years.) And about three or four lovers here and there that would make my heart bleed all kinds of lovely hopeless romantic emotions ; emotions that were transmuted into expression and the rebuilding of what I was then. Though now years later to have healed enough to love myself and be full on that. Ive always had my ancestors in my ear reminding me that all would pass. As it has. As they still do.
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I go by many names, though my soul is nameless. Non-conforming, not tied to these labels or fights for acceptance and an apology from people who clearly hate themselves and know nothing but flesh while valuing currency over themselves and their loved ones karmic legacy …
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To know there is no final form. I am not married to the idea of myself. I am not a believer of the round world, and refuse to let people with thousands of name tags and a selective pride to force such an incompatible reality on me for the sake of modernism
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We are infinite & This reality is easily malleable. As I am. As you are. As you can always be. – March 20’

I made God
Carried him up hills
Made food for him
Hid my cries from him
Prayed to live for him
I gave God a name
And carved it onto everything that was him, that was touched
I danced with God seeing life, feeling lighter, he carried me then
I pranced through the ethers searching for God
Holding his hand tighter
I brought him home
Portaling him across the skies
Holding onto the universe
Blessed is the world now
We nurture, we watch God now
Nose to nose
Tear and smile
Sweat and milk
Birthed into my arms
He birthed me
Sacred as the sun and moon
I shower his feet with kisses
God gives me praises
He is infinite
God is

Its been a while since I stared at myself in the mirror. Looking at my reflection until I was indescribable. Until I realized I am nothing yet, or ever. And the forces of the love are behind me. Quantum leaps I declare. I toke photos of myself my face, my eyes; my goodness how deep, how pained and tire. I felt it all, and then nothing, with the words I can let go of it all. Im not even that. Humans are googly looking creatures. Like what is this flesh, im kinda getting turned off by the human anatomy, not because it not beautiful, but like what is a vessel, what’s sexy about it, whats right and wrong, whats not, its weird, beautifully weird.

10.24.19

I be tearing up recently. Wanting to cry but I don’t know why, stacking up, to fall over. Being mad at being sober. Just calling bitter my new best friend. No actually we broke up. Settling with sadness. Undressing every part of me until im red and ugly. Does anyone truly love me? X doesn’t count in this game. Hes an angel, his love aint sane.

Growth is in everything

It is everything

Every motion

The moon the stars

Growth in the ocean tides and the sunset

My palms, your heart
Letting go

Growing

You prayed and delivered a universe in hand

Where you once walked worried and wounded.

And we swore no one would ever love us together

Our differences and skin

And we’d burned throughout the winter.

So tell me we are deserving

Portal me through

I know I’d walk with you

I knew Id swim for you all without knowing

Our home is of us, though no belonging

Part of the pieces

Are all within us now

This is not a matter of black and white. It’s an attack on consciousness, to set us back, to lower ourselves. Although my DNA aches from the beatings and trauma ringing from my ancestors ears, and Ive spent these days grieving and feeling the fear sharp within the depths of my spine. I had to straighten myself out in the faith of my power and my God body. They want us to forget and to feel weak so we won’t even think twice; won’t even consider the magic within our palms. Its as easy as solely believing in yourself and wanting a new way of life. Wanting it enough to trust and let go of the system that has deceived us into thinking they are working on the injustice or that they care. Hmmm, Race distracts us. Gender distracts us, gossip and media are encouraged and infused for a reason. They attempt to poison our youth and their developing minds from birth for a reason. As social media makes many at the end of the day complacent. Withholding resources from the masses, forcing the scarcity complex and mental illnesses. But that’s another agenda..

We can ALL be abundant.

They train us to judge and project as if any of us are really the ones to blame for all the unnatural shit in this form of lifestyle. Think about it. War tactics. Divide and conquer, the basics. Using trauma and triggers to control and manipulate. Our ancestors’ identities were stripped and lynched and so they forgot and weren’t able to heal, and so we forget. But what is often looked over is that our history is also embedded in the line of our hands. Within the texture of your skin, to the tops of our fingertips, with our past in our eyes. We must remember now, and go back. To live a revolutionary life. To touch base with Mama Gaia. We don’t belong in their world. It’s unnatural. This whole time we’ve been going against our roots trying to connect to theirs.

Quick reality check. We’ve been colonized.

To heal yourself, change your narrative, work with those you trust to create a new world. Slowly but surely people will see and want to take place… This is the time for leaders to stop talking and to live their lives. Led by example. you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make them drink it. However when you mind your business and enjoy Earth’s fresh waters while being present; gulping and gasping at how refreshing it is. Imagine all that you’ll attract to the waters by simply enjoying it yourself. Most people just need to know others are changing, before being comfortable with changing themselves. I believe that is how you attract the horse to water. In a sense. Lead by example.

New world needs to be normalized.

For me, I’m dedicating myself to living the revolution, whatever that means to me, you can catch me in my lane, creating my own system. On social media for #freegrandmaa activities and expression as usual. Solidarity perhaps? My activism will be reflected through intentional living. Through my children’s upbringing, and my expression. The key isn’t to fight against the system; but instead, dedicate ourselves to starting our own. Community rebuilding. If it’s diverse, a modern-day Wall street perhaps, the revival of the Black Panther Party? Ideas like those are where our power lies. Where we can start tapping into the caves of our souls.  

Overall, I am here for every part of this process.  And I trust everyone’s role, and whatever that looks like. I am inner standing and patient with evolution/ revolution. They are not mutually exclusive. We can’t have one without the other, and they coexist symbiotically, feeding each other. Fueling back and forth. The chicken, the egg, the big bang. I don’t believe peace, or violence is the solution. Its death, and rebirth. the phoenix always rises. Right now my mind is pregnant with a new world. A world where I can get most of my necessities from my community, and we give and receive freely.

I don’t know, all I know is this is the tipping point you either evolve or stay comfortable and grandmaa always tells you if you make your bed hard, you’re going to have to sit and wallow in it. She also reminds us that history repeats itself if we don’t learn our lessons. 2020 is the year of manifestation intentions. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that all of our energy and thoughts have been focused on such low vibrational generational traumas. It’s our responsibility to remember our thoughts are powerful, I just hope after this release we can be more intentional about the world we want to create to live in.  Imma be thinking about how I can dedicate myself to the community and to reconstructing the narratives and conditions of living for ALL people. Cause it’s bigger than us. And there is more than enough for us all. There so much to be discovered and so much truth to unfold about this reality. At the end of the day I think the important thing is to remember who the real enemies are. The ones controlling the media, the hate, the money. We are more powerful than they can ever be. Smell their fear, savor it, but don’t get stuck down there with them for its opaque and thick with creepy crawlers. If it wasn’t before; from now on, slavery is a choice. My perspective anyways. Can you dig it?