MIRROR MIRROR: HOW AFRICAN AM I REALLY?

When I think of the scary second of losing my African identity....

I’m troubled to understand the cosmology of my ancestors, God and His son Jesus. I am the great grandson of white men who ploughed grain form the soil of Botswana. I am told that my parental Grandad is owambu whilst my daddy takes great pride in living like a Damara. My grandma had blue eyes and was white as the grand old white lady from the pharmacy. My mommy had immense love for God and yet was the queen in the Omaheke Region as she coached many young ones in the traditions of Setswana. I was called Morwa (Bushmen) by my late aunty. I Was fostered by a great family who had their foot in all languages (IsiXhosa,Setswana,Sesotho,and Sepedi. Mhepho was burnt and I loved the smell of it not understanding its significance. My names are doing justice to ‘KE MORORLONG”(A CLAN IN SETWANA) (PHETOGO{change} KGAKGAMATSO{miracle}[my other names] ).

One would think, damn I am an African! But how confused am I really? I have been so diluted but society and the western like many? I sub the song Stimela with Love on top by Beyoncé? I refer to umqomboti as African yogurt as I love the taste for it and not the significance or the honor behind it. How African am I really? My sexuality is what I exercise fully regardless of the contradict highlighted by my ancestors. My mind has made me justify so much of my being not realizing that I am the victim of still being slaves. My mind is owned by the books and mold by the knowledge of the western. When last have I asked why to an elder to understand more about my root? I Google most of the time.

We are celebrating heritage month and what really am I celebrating because I have been so moved by that of the western. What is my heritage? I think it’s me. Gift and what I stand for and what the previous generation imposed upon me,But who am I? What constitutes my knowledge? What s the core of my soul and where am I from? Where is the blood flowing in my veins from?

It’s sad to think of the possibility that everything we do today (mcimbi’s, weddings, initiation) is moving away from how it used to be done. Most practices have become an article or discipline of trade compared to what it used to be. We are so coned with cream of the western and it is rare to still see the authenticity in thee claiming to be African if abortion is in order of all day, well I’m gay (who am I to say that?)

We should claim back our identity as beings, we should embrace the honor of first knowledge in mankind. its not a curse to be an African but a blessing. it starts with loving everyone because Africans live in unity. we need to kill the term Xenophobia. Lets love our fellow African brothers and sisters. Lets stop destroying our future will killing our younger brothers with a Western acid! Drugs. Lets move away from conning ourselves with a coat that's not ours!!! I am African, and I want to go back.

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MIRROR MIRROR: I SEE ME IN HIM

LOVE IS TRUE

I wasn't always a spiced up in the game of dating, never ever have I thought that I had an equal. I started climbing the wall of love with one guy, he wasn't gay, nor Bi but straight...yes, I loved him, I cried when he stung me like a bee. He broke my heart. I couldn't give up on love, cause I dint believe what I had with him was love. I still played the game of love, still looking out for Mr. Right? I remember all my friends never thinking im ever going to find that cause am to in love with myself or my or my career.  well they were wrong, I met another Mr. now he was candy!! He was smart, cute and a huge dreamer, I realized that he loves me for what he believes we can be... the error in that was him not accepting that because im human I too get jealous, I too express my love fully ect. I learned the notion not to show someone when I love them because they might just get repulsed, gullible me employed the notion. it worked and I had him wrapped around my finger. you see, nothing wrong about playing by the books but remember all chapters comes to an end and eventually it was only me, him and my poor heart, well tables turned and we grew apart. still did I not give up. I dated the cyber ones, felt in love and obviously nothing came of it.

I really took all my life and my time to mold who I am. I am all because of who I always believed I was. I learned that no one will change for me but him or herself. I learned that I cannot expect completion when love brings me together with another soul because just can make me loose myself. I have learned to accept myself and know that others can contribute to my growth but not to my statue. I make ME.(obviously with God being my architect).

in my absence of posting I was in love, I met a guy Gregory De Vries! an amazing soul(all my exes were amazing that's why I dated them) well with Greg its different, he reminds me of myself and im at peace with me, and that just means that he mirrors so much of myself. He is kindhearted, he treats people with so much respect and he is embraced for him just being himself!! I love him most because I have learned that im perfect(with all my imperfections) I love him more cause I trust him and he trusts me,

There aint ideal love but that of God, but He has blessed us to love each other with all ounce in us, and when doing so we enable so much harmony and exudes so much light that the world needs. There aint no ideal love ,but that of God, but He has blessed us to love each other effortlessly. I am blessed with the Gift to love and to be loved, my partner exercises this so perfectly as he loves me with all in him.

I have learned that loves is true when it requires no effort but desire to make it work and just by doing so every step is a pleasure.

let us love in all adversity and give a hug instead of a spank, lets give a compliment instead of an insult. lets give a smile instead of a middle finger. Love is true and because of that, we are all to be loved.

LIFE AINT OVER TILL YOU DONT SEE THAT BEUATIFUL SMILE OF YOURS