Ndjambi Give Me Strength

The battle is in the mind!
Oh! Ndjambi Karunga ndjipo masa!
Mbi ruire Africa

Ndjipo masa mbi kare neho etue
Ndjipo ndjerera
Ndjipo mutimo mure

Ndjipo majuva omare
Ndjipo mutima omutue

Give me strength to see beyond
Give me strength to defend Africa
Give me strength to be the corner stone.

Meet Me At the River

Meet me at the river
You will find me waiting
I will hold a water Lillie for you

Meet me at the river
We shall listen to the music from the birds
They will sing our song froms from generations past
They will sing songs of love and hope

Meet me at the river
We will get lost in our presence
We will talk about nothing
We will talk in our silence

Meet me at the river
I have reserved a special place on my chest for you
I have reserved a space close to my hear for you
Come and claim it

Meet me at the river
Where oir problems will be absent
Where life will be confirmed
Where all things will be possible

Meet me at the river
And teach me songs of love
Sing songs of hope
Sing the future
Sing songs of freedom
Like the birds of the wild

Meet me at the river

Zombie Looking African Queen

Faces musked?
Faces dipped in diabolic substances
The Godly afrikan melamine clinically wiped
Chemically modified faces
All in the name of beauty

Afrikan beauty re-defined
Sold in the eyes of the white devil
Forced to reject our Godly given complection
What happened to our sisters?
"We have been took"         

Why reject our humanity?
How do you walk with your head up?

With faces chemically modified,     Wigwearing/fake hair wearing sister?
Zombie looking?     
African Queen?

No!
Bring back my African Queens
Allow them to reclaim their glory
Ancient glory is yours
Now!

In the Eye of the Hurricane

In the Eye of the Hurricane
Confused and focused
Thirsty and hungry for work
Stuck in the mud of lack
Hoping for luck

Hope fading into the distance      
Signs of sinking
Like stepping on quicksand
Trapped in self made cages
Impossible impossed onto my mind
The credden credence   
Correspondence from myself  
Correlated by self-doubts

The manace managed by self pity.

Fwd: My Obituary Announced

My obituary announced when alive
Stories of celebration going on
Created by the prophets of doom
Prophecising as if inspired by Ndjambi

Enestly and energetically pronnounced

I am alive
Protected under the wings of my God   
Who are they to announce my death?
Who are they to be gods?
Who gave them the power to be gods?

My time is appointed
My laggage has an expiry date
My victory is now
Oh! Ndjambi Karunga

Oh! The acentral spirits of our forebears
Guide me into the promised land
Guide me to my roots
Guide me to my consciousness
For our land is gone
Our spirits are gone
Oh! Ndjambi

Fwd: Ride On African Son

Push on African Son
Your victory is near
In the maze of challenges
Victory is certain.

In the hopeless situation
Hope is the only candle left
Action is the train to victory
Victory is certain.
   
What positive can come from a negative eye?
Sieve the building materials African son
Know the tongue that builds
Your victory is near

Keep your eye
Hope for the best
For what is better than hope?
Hope for victory tomorrow

Ride on African son               
Find your way in the maze of troubles
Meet African sons and daughters
For your sake and theirs

Ride on African son

MIND IT, SELF-TALK IS MEANT FOR "PRIVATE" CONVERSATION

(Mined from the deep well of the thoughts of a Son of Ovandu)                                                        
The purpose of self-talk is to allow us to say all the beautiful and nasty things in private (to ourselves) or in the presence of no one. This should allow us to sieve through our thoughts so that what gets out as spoken and unspoken messages (words and actions) are consciously what we wish to convey (hopefuly, positive uplifting and building staff).

Unfortunately, if  we have not trained ourselves to listen to ourselves, we speak what we were suppose to say to ourselves to others. In the process, we hurt others and ourselves! Be conscious of your thoughts.

Once the word is said, it will never be taken back, even if "it is taken back".
The tongue can heal or kill. Mind it.   Consciousness can be reached though effort.

Africa is Who We Are

Africa is who we are
not what we have become
The enemy is capitalism but not your African brother and sister.

You torch your brother for the sweat of his brow?
You hate your brother because he is from another "country"?
Who made the borders?
Who made you hate your brother?
Who made you

Zenophobia or Afrophobia?
The melt of our fibre as humanity?
Where is our humanity Africa?

Poisoned Sweetness

Games we play
Coded messages
Rapped in coats of sweetness
Tasting poisoned sweetness     
Designed to deceive and conceive and conceal

From the meetings of foolishness
Held in the hallways of our minds
Planning evil acts rejected by our God 

Our spirit filled with the filth rejectedby our ancestors
Minds mining evil ore
Never to be refined by the holiest of holy
Held high only in anticipation of calamity apon one's brother
Never apon themselves.....

The Rapist Husband

I feel like a rapist
I am a rapist
Sex has become mundane
Where you lay down like a ball
Or like a dead horse
Where I have to do "my thing" and get done with fast

I  feel like I am doing it for "me"
I feel like it is not for "us"
I feel like a rapist

Get back my woman
I do not want a dead horse
There is no emotion attached
Where is me in you?
Where is our spark?
Where is our fire?
I know.

House of Prison

I came to a house of prison        
Worshipers with their souls surrendered
Spirits allowed to accept salvation only in anticipation
Committed hands to clapping
Lips to song
Feets thundering the ground in worship

Who taught you to hate your God?
Who sold you a packaged foreign god?
Who diluted your worship?

In revolt I, do not clap
In revolt I, do not sing
In revolt I, reject a packaged god.

Each day is a day of torment to my soul
I reject the packaged god

Selling hope or selling solutions?
Take me to Okaoko
Maybe I will find our humanity in our worship.

Breeze of Peace

I set at the sea/beach front    
I heard the music from the sea waves
I heard the voice of peace
I heard the voice of my God
I had a piece of mind

I had a walk along the beach
I had a walk of peace
I was free from my world
I took leave from my troubles

I heard the sounds of the birds
What a mind calming sound
I found myself                               
I am at peace

The breeze of peace
The aroma of the sea
Scent of peace
May this last forever
Wake me up
For i have to go back to the world of reality.

She is Perfect

She is perfect.
She is human.
She is an African Queen.
Do not look for perfection in her. Perfection is her.
She is an African Wombman.

(Inspired by all African Women).

She is Perfect

She is perfect.
She is human.
She is an African Queen.
Do not look for perfection in her. Perfection is her.
She is an African Wombman.
(Inspired by all African Women).

Re: Who Has No Fears?

(The Amalgam of Our Consciousness: Part 2)

Who has no fears?
Who has no dead-ends?
Living means going on even in our fears. Not to fear even when you are in the middle of your nightmare. The aim of fear is to make you not act, to cripple  you, to make you not attempt the semblance of impossibility.

In the middle of our nightmare(s), ability to trust our instict and act without hesitation, and above all, to be conscious of our thoughts and actions.....this is our strength. This is our hegira. To go on even in the face of an uncertain future. The aim should be to define and create our reality.

Our Hegira* Against an Addiction

There is something with all addictions, (I think). They have this hold on the victim, the power to make someone continue with it even when you know it is wrong to do it. The power that makes you say I will do it "just for this last time", we never see the last time. One still ends up in the same undesirable situation. Human weakness.

We fall for the trap because of the thought of that temporary joy we get from doing the additive act. This is done even when you know you are not suppose to be doing what you are doing. Willing to avoid it, but not using the power you have to do what must be done.

It takes extraordinary courage to fight all addictions. Even when it seems easy for some people to overcome addictions.

Our failure to do what must be done now to overcome our addiction(s) should not discourage us to work on our resolve to overcome.  All purity sterms from the act of eliminating what is not meant to be 
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*I became aware of this term "hagira" recently in my quest for more wisdom.  A term which refers to a "journey especially when undertaken to escape from a dangerous or undesirable situation". (Merriam-Webster Dictionary).
The term stems from the flight of Muhammad from the ancient city of Micca in A.D. 622. It is a Medieval Latin term. It may also come from the Arabic word "hijra", which when simply put, may mean; departure.

Seasons of Our Thoughts

Search for me in the stars and the moon, you will find me.     
For I can see you in the moon.
I can see you in the dark sky.
I can see you in the stars.
Search for me in the oceans.
I search and find you.
For I search enough.

Nights spent awake, with our spirits connected in thought.    
Scarred to fully articulate them.  
For fear of being a burden.   
Why do I protect you?
Why should I not protect you?

I fear my conversations with my self
In moments of myself.
The nights are a season of thoughts.
Seasons of joy.
Seasons of fear.                      
Seasons of what to hope for.
Seasons of seasoned prisons.

What do You Do?

What do you do?
When you miss someone.
Someone special you cannot be with.
When you miss the warmth of their skin.
When you miss to see the ambience of their smile.
When you miss the presence of their silence.
When you miss the feel of the touch of their skin.
When you know you cannot be with them now.   

What do you do?
When you know your sleepless night will not bring you the one?
When you know the sun will rise and set without them?             

What do you do?
When you know they also miss your presence.

The Amalgam of Our Consciousness

(Lamentations of a son of Ovandu)

In our silence, the voice of reason is a cause for concern for the troubled spirit.

In the mist of your effort to reject pain and unpleasantness, there is the reality of one's reality.

In one's rejection of unpleasant realities, reality stares one in the face.

In our quest for happiness, whatever effort not genuine to one-self leads to the true reality of our situation when we stop to rest.

In the reality of our reality, what matters is our resilient effort to never give up.

In the amalgam of our consciousness, our joy is temporary.

In the solitude of our drink of supression, repulsion of our reality is anathema.

In our state of misery of solitude, our abilities are derate.

In the the over indulgence of self-pity, our reality is credence.....

Become Wise in Your Years of Foolishness

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AFRICAN WISDOM IN PROVERBS
*Instruction in youth is like engraving in stone. ~Moroccan Proverb

*When you follow in the path of your father, you learn to walk like him.
~Ashanti Proverb

*Ears that do not listen to advice, accompany the head when it is chopped off. ~African Proverb
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Introduction and Definitions: Years of youth are years of foolishness. Years of youth are also years when what we do highly influences what we may become.
A foolish person, (according to the Concise Oxford English Dictionary) is ‘a person who acts unwisely…lacking good sense of judgement…silly..a silly person can be defined as a person lacking common sense or judgement; foolish, helpless, defenseless’.

A foolish person will not use his/her full judgement because of (among other reasons) playfulness, lack of respect for self and others, low self-esteem, carelessness, restlessness; he/she will do things she/he knows will produce results he/she does not want!

Scenario One: A very foolish boy
Big-nose, is craving for orange juice. He knows that orange juice can be made by crushing/squeezing oranges to get the juice. But he gets a bag of mangoes, gets the juice from the mangoes and gets a cup to have a sip from his produce. He gets very surprised that what he is drinking does not taste like orange juice he was craving for!

You cannot get what you want or desire by doing what will not produce the results you desire. It is very foolish not to use the tools and resources you have at your disposal which could make your results better. If you want things to get better, you do not continue doing the things which produce the results you do not want. For example, most learners will wish to pass; in fact, they will be very happy if the test or examination results come out good.  Bit the same learner(s) will not study or make the right effort to listen and do all the exercises and assignments given. They will then be suprised when they get poor marks!

A wise person on the other hand is someone who ‘shows experience and good judgement’. Our judgement is based on what we know. And what we know comes from our experiences or what we have learnt. Wisdom is the application of knowledge for the benefit of yourself and others.

Scenario Two: Crossing the River
When I was growing up, I had the privilege to be taught by a very wise old Zambian teacher (Mr. Banda). He once told us that there was once a handsome boy (let us call him Bighead), who lived with his immediate family on the plains of an African savanna. He had family, (from his mother’s side) who lived across the river. One day, he decided to visit them. At the bank of the river, he found an old man who had one leg. The old man has been living on the banks of this river for three decades making a living out of basketry. After greeting the old man, Bighead proceeded towards the river so that he may jump into it and swim across.  “Stop!” shouted the old man. ‘There are crocodiles in this river’. The old man continued.

Depending on the frame of mind: Foolish or Wise; I hope you could be thinking of the following questions;
1. What do you think Bighead did?
2. Did he cross the river?
3. Did he turn back?
4. Did he swim across?
5. How useful is this old man to Bighead?

What I can inform you is that the old man had a small speed boat and a helper who was a few meters away. There was also a bridge a few meters away. This old man had the experience. He was injured by a crocodile one of the unfortunate days when he was too foolish and thought he could out-swim the crocodile. He was lucky to have survived to tell his story. Wisdom allowed him to stop Bighead from jumping into the river and ending up as a nice meal for the crocodiles.

Morale: Seek and hear advice from those with experience.

Mind your Thoughts: What we think and believe in, what we spend our thoughts on, we become. We are our thoughts. If you think you are worthless and useless and good for nothing and believe this, then you are. If you think you are defeated even before the battle starts, then you are. The good thing is that if you think you are better than your current situation, then you are. Our thoughts attract what we think. We tend to have the universe help us achieve what our thoughts wish for. If in your eyes I will not help you, you come to me with the belief that I will not help you and you will do things or say things which will help you not get what you wish I helped you with. For example; you might say; ‘Sir, I know you will not help me, but please give me a dollar’. I may not help you because already you know that I will not help!

If you think you will fail, you will do things which will help you fail. So, mind what you are saying to yourself, because you are listening.

A Victor not a Victim: You are a not a victim but a victor. If things do not work out as planned, it is not the end of the challenge. All it means is that you could have selected Plan A, which could not be implemented correctly or was not the right one in the first place! Go for Plan B. If plan B does not work also, please do not forget that there are still twenty-four (24) letters of the alphabet remaining! I know that even when you feel there is no solution to the challenge(s) you are facing, there is always a solution around you. If you continue searching, it will be available. You will have to improve your thoughts, skills and actions to allow you to choose and correctly implement the right option.

You will have to improve your thoughts and actions to allow yourself to choose the best options.
Do you know that our “best” options might not be the “right” options?
Our judgment is highly influenced by what we know and the resources we have at our disposal.

Persistent Persistence brings results: Giving up easily can be a trap. It destroys our self-confidence. It makes us believe that we can be easily overcome by challenges, instead of us overcoming them.

Procrastination: Procrastination is a lazy man’s apology.

Laziness/Chillax: There is nothing wrong with “chilling” and “relaxing” as long as it is done in moderation. It becomes a hindrance to success if all you do is all play and no work. There is an English saying that goes like; “all play and no work makes Jack a dull boy:. This is seen through no assignments, or homework done, playing all the time even in class and after school.

Love for a Nap Too Long: Those who feel lazy also love sleep like they love their breath. This robs them of all the energy to do profitable work.

Discipline: Those who wish to become wise, need to be disciplined. All things positive are made possible by sticking to principles.

Talkativeness: You cannot listen when talking too much. There are those who are always talking in class as if they their life depends on talking.

Playfulness: Robs you of the energy and space to learn or retain information.

Your Horizon: The scope of your horizon is a sign of your interpretation of the world. This influences your level of interpretation of the world.

Aim to be the Namibian dream not the Namibian nightmare.  It is never too like to make a difference.

(Please note that this is work in progress.  An expanded version is coming soon).