The deception…….

           Any woman who has read the work of Sojourner Truth, Maya Angelou, Phillis Wheatley, Gwendolyn Brooks, Emily Dickinson, Toni Morrison, Alice Walker and a whole slew of other feminist writers, have felt the need to want to take a stand. The thought of not having a voice just because you are female can feel suffocating. One can feel like they are drowning in a deep sea.

            I too was a feminist; I felt anger for the plight of women. When I looked out and saw one of my sisters suffering at the hands of a man, I wanted to pick up a gun and blow his brains out. I felt angry because our muscles didn’t get as strong as those of men. How easily they could hurt us with their fist, how easily they could take the love we felt for them and turn it into hate. How easily they could make a sister that had once dreamed of a life filled with love and tenderness turn into a bitter broken woman.

            I wanted to strike back, I wanted to hit were it hurt, so I used my voice until it became as loud as a bullhorn. There was no fist that could stand against the fury in my eyes. I had become a mighty warrior queen, a force to be reckoned with and there was no one who could step to me. I had become a feminist, the legacy of Angela Davis, Assata Shakur, Elizabeth Stanton, Susan B. Anthony and so many more.

            As a feminist you are well aware that you’re going against the grain of things, and that’s the bonus of it. We figured that if a god put man in charge to mess up the world then it was our job as women to correct it and put the world to right again. Under this belief it’s real easy to convince yourself that there is no higher power and if there is no higher power then the victory goes to the stronger.

            The feminist movement has evolved into something that feels more pre-destined than something that has been fought and died for. It is everywhere. In the cartoons, television shows, movies and music. It is in a lot of homosexuals you see. Today you can turn on your T.V. and see a female robot that looks like a young school girl, walking around turning over cars, breaking big men bones, never ever falling in love, and in the background, so far back that only your subconscious can pick it up there is a song playing, whose lyrics go: ‘Little Boys want to be us, Little girls want to see us.’

What If…….

What if I told you that the division between man and woman had been planned by the enemy sense the days of Adam and Eve?

What if I told you that I began to see a face in the feminist movement and it was very wicked?

What if I told you that the feminist movement produces more bitter women than broken marriages?

What if I told you the feminist movement is just another thing set up to get rid of the family structure?

What if I told you sisters that our children are suffering?

What if I told you the world is suffering?

What if I told you we as women are suffering?

What if I told you if we put as much energy into having happy families as we do into breaking down the family we would be better off?

What if I told you to have faith in father Yah and know that he will provide for you?

The Truth…….

             Just because you are presented with an image does not mean you should not test it to see its validity. Most of the images we are presented with are illusions. During black history month great speeches are put together to honor “great people”. We are told that these people fought and died so that we can be free. We are shown pictures of black men and women beat down in the streets with dogs attached to their leg, and then we are given these hero’s, whose stories bring tears to our eyes.

Atlas we have been given an image and not a dream and if we test this image we will see that this hero we have been given, is in fact a member of a secret society. If we delve further into this hero’s life searching for the truth we will see that this hero has a lot of blood on his hands. This hero was in fact placed there to do exactly what he’s doing, and that’s not telling you the truth my brothers and sisters.

The feminist movement is an image; it starts with a man who abuses a woman in some kind of way, physically, mentally, at work on the streets. Then it continues with a woman that takes a stand and says I’m not going to take this anymore. She goes through a mental battle, fighting her fears. Until she overcomes and takes charge of her situation. That is the image.

Now family let’s test this image and see what’s really there. The truth is not all men are abusive. Most men are not abusive and the ones that are it’s safe to say is possessed by a demon that is doing its part to present you with the image. Most men just require a good woman, and most women just need a good man. However, thanks to the feminist movement men are not even given a chance to be men. We as women are programmed to take control. We take on all the responsibilities of the household. We have the good jobs and make all the money. When we look at the man in our house we find that because he is not in the role that Yah put him in, it is hard for us to respect him, although we scream that we don’t need no man to take care of us. Now sense we can’t respect him we find that it is hard for us to be attracted to him. So know we’re in a relationship, where we fight all the time because we as females can’t respect the male of our house.

Sisters this is something that won’t change. Women that are not gay and tainted, are attracted to men, it’s the way things are. And if a man is not a man in our eyes then we are not attracted. We find ourselves looking at the alpha male somewhere else and convince ourselves that he’s not what we want although our bodies say different.

Yah forbid there are children involved in this joke of a relationship. They grow up hearing mommy and daddy argue that daddy ain’t nothing because he can’t take care of the house. Sons begin to look at their mothers as the head of the household so that’s who they begin to imitate. Daughters learn to curse men and take charge like mommy and the cycle continues.

So you see the feminist movement is an illusion that hides confusion. There is evil in confusion. I pray to father Yah that this message comes across clear. Let’s shatter the illusion sisters, and give Yah’s way a try. I have never known such peace as what I feel at the end of a hard day after overcoming so many of the obstacles the adversary throws my way together with my husband secure in the knowledge that I have obeyed Yah’s word and followed his order, and because of it when the moon is high I am not alone but wrapped securely in my king’s strong arms.