A Skin in Spirit.

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Ebony lightens an eye

It glistens, foresees, prophesies

Ebony is in skin, skin in spirit

Ebony is the heart, heart of heart within.

I am me,

Him,

It,

This being.

This ancestral colour.

This voice-

-Spirit!-

LOve From SunBird.

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What do Humans Write About?

What do humans write about?

What consumes a
human’s mind?

What fertilizes an
inner eye?

What can one sees as
they look out

With the eyes of
their inne self?

What do humans write
about?

Of course, the
feelings in their hearts,

But with an inner
sight,

They see the divinity
within all creations

 They see it rise.

A beauty which moves
us to write!

Man may be the
greatest creation of God,

But anything that has
the power the uplift man is divine

For it is that divine
beauty,

Which makes us
breathless,

A divine beauty

Which gives us
gladness

A divine beauty

Which touches the
very self.

What does this human
write about?

It is very simple,

I write about the
‘lovely touch’ of life.

For with my inner
sight,

I discover the
beauty, that moves me to write.

-The reason why I write- Honestly Yours, SunBird.

A Longing Spirit.

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“I am a longing spirit”

Longing
for more beauty

Longing
for more poesy

Longing
simply for peace

Longing
for something

Beyond
my knowing

Beyond
my living

Maybe irrational

Maybe a Nirvana

Maybe a turquoise
sky

Maybe
something out of this life

I don’t know

Maybe rational

Maybe a paradise

Maybe a reason why

I am a longing
spirit…

I don’t know

They say…
“Seek
and you’ll find”

I wrote these words when to me the concept of the world as we know it was not enough.
Yours thoughtfully.
SunBird.

The Apple of His Eye.

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I may be what I am

But,

I am the child of the greatest thinker

More than Aristole

More than Carl Marx

More than Voltaire

The wisest philosopher.

I am the child of the most fabulous artist

More than Da Vinci

More than Picasso

He is the most precious

His colours the most powerful.

I am the child of the greatest writer

More than Kipling

More than Shakespeare

More than Leopold Senghor

He is the greatest poet I have ever known.

But most of all,

I am the child

Of the greatest creator

Greater than nature

Even greater than the humans we are.

More,

Way greater than that.

Yes, I am.

I may be the human that I am

But I am proud to be his child,

Proud to be

The apple of his eye.

Dedicated to my God, my creator who I know so well.

All my love SunBird.

‘A Wombing Mind’

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In My Wombing Mind,
The seed of a concept was planted.
Its beginning, begun existing.
In the fluid of my mind,
It was conceived.
In the stillness of my mind,
It was reared.

In the sea of my mind,
It was fed by shoals of memories,
My teachings and past wisdom lived,
My intellect giving it all its needs.

In my mind’s self,
It grew larger and larger.
Until, came the wondrous birth…

The contraction in my brain
Gently pushed, pushed, pushed
My eyes squinted, my gaze tightened,
My arm moved, picked up a pen
And with the expression of this ink
At my fingertips,
My baby, my thought, my concept
Was born. It came to be.

On this piece of paper,
I watched as the ink of its birth
Slowly dried.
Setting my thought
As a piece of knowledge
In the book of life.

Precious child of my mind,
The apple of its eye.

This is how my concept was born,
Born from my mind’s spirit.
My philosophy within.
Born of my ‘Higher Me’.

My wombing mind is a very personal piece in which I pour out my feelings about my writings, part of the process by which they come to be expressed on paper. I often refer to any piece of writing that I produce as “my baby” (believe me I have a LOT by now), the mind is an extremely fertile entity within a human, that conceives almost anything we want it to. That is the reason why I metaphorically likened creating a concept to a pregnancy and a birth. Never underestimate anything that comes from your mind! It may not always be worded in the right way at times, but the spirit of it, the conception of it, is divine. Simply because it came from you, your “Higher Me”.

Neo Afrocentist.

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I consider myself an Afrocentrist, a person who strives to promote better African consciousness, recognition of African cultural values and of African equality in society. On a personal level, my stance is to put Africa’s legacy in its rightful place in my life in order to maintain my value as an African who lives in a euro-centric society. However, my endeavours don’t just end there, they also extend to my African continent where I share the same ideologies and stances with my people who may have lost belief in their African Identity.

My Afro-centric stance is not one that is always executed consciously, neither is it an absolute statement. It is rather founded on the fact that I have a great appreciation for my African origins. I am very partial to the fashion, the food, the music, the legacy, the diversity of its people, the philosophies, and the conception of life. Not because I forced myself to but rather because I love it and thrive in it. It is simply who I am.

The conscious side of my Afro-centricity does intervene however, when I am reaching out to other Africans in order to raise awareness of who they are, to stimulate confidence to change their social conditions. This conscious side also comes out when I present myself to non- Africans, in view to educate about who I am, where I am from and to breakdown some of the negative preconceived ideas that they may have about Africa and Africans.

Though this is my way of conceptualising my Afro-centricity, it becomes a slight contradiction when it is contrasted against what people think it should really be. Many people expect an Afrocentric to live in self segragation from society, to exist solely for the agenda of his African cause and nothing else. To embrace everything that is solely African, to socialise (marry) with only Africans and even further to promote black supremacy. Unfortunately, I get criticised by some people (black and white) because I do not necessarily agree with or embody these beliefs to their fullest.

While I am deeply rooted and in my ‘African-ness’, I remain an open and individual spirit with a very strong humanist stance which draws me towards people, diversity and difference. An openness that is also criticised and that at one point also made me question the credibility of my Afro-centric stance. It was however upon reflection that I came to realise that people were skeptic because they tended to only focus on the “centric” aspect of the term. A term which in their mind should condemn an acceptance of anything non-African or black .

My concept is that being African is my central point, yet it is held, maintained by the wider society and world in which I live ( the world which makes it exist). Being African radiates into my world and my world radiates into my African being. I see the making of my Afro-centricity as an exchange between me an the wider world; an exchange which gives me the inspiration to be efficient at what I do. This is the belief that makes me open, tolerant and accepting of diversities and differences around me. Does that make me an Afrocentric counterfeit? Does that make me a sell out? Do I talk the talk and not really walk the walk? I cannot judge that myself.

One thing is sure is that I am madly in love with my African origins and have dedicated a big part of my life to impact positively in the development of the continent. No matter how ‘centric’ we are in relation to anything in life, my belief is that being open to difference is the key. And remember: to thrive in who you are, you need to first accept the world in which you exist. If this is a new way of viewing Afro-centricity, then I’m very honoured to be one of the first Neo-Afrocentrist =)

SunBird.