Tuesday, January 24, 2006

free hoodoo love spells pt..2

The point I'm making is that alot of people,
at least in the African-American community are taught
how to defend themselves against love hoodoo. And if
you weren't personally taught it's a pretty sure bet
that if you ask your Granma she or someone in your
family of her generation will know what to do. Take
this example.
Her Grandma told
her different than my Uncles told me about the use of
hair, but the point is she got told.
To get to the point I think it's pretty much taken as
a given in the African-American community -I can say
for sure among me and my A-A friends - that a male is
going to have supernatural force aimed at him by
women. And a large part of that force will come from
women trying to manipulate him and bend him towards
doing something he wouldn't do otherwise.
I know for a fact various women I've been involved
with over the years have prayed to various deities,
burnt candles, and more over me to try to get me to do
what they want me to do. And I think literally
millions of men in this country could say the same
thing.
That being the case, why would I add to that by giving
out spells? I'd rather play defense on this one.
Anyway with millions of women putting work on millions
of men - with maybe 2 or 3 putting work on the same
man at the same time- what is going to make yours the
one that works?
That's the real question.


Saturday, January 21, 2006

free hoodoo rootwork love spells

I just took a look at my old blog, the very first one I put up. The
last post I made there has mad (for the ebonically challenged
mad means many) comments I hadn't seen before.
Most of them were from people who were looking for love spells
that had somehow come across the URL for that post.
Now posting love spells is pretty much the last thing I had in mind
when I started blogging. There are plenty of them online already
and they're easy enough to find, no?
But hey... since so many people asked about them I'm gonna
address the issue. But I'll address it the way I learned about it,
by talking 'bout how a man can defend himself against being
"tricked" (once again for the ebonically challenged - gettin' tricked
is what the men I grew up around called gettin' hoodooed by women).
The females can reverse-engineer from what I'm sayin'.
When I was a teenager I was taught the common female tricks and
how to avoid them.
First of all keep a close eye on a woman when she cooks for you.
Women will slip menstrual blood into your food as means to draw
you near and control you. Don't let a woman cut your hair.
Clean your comb and brush before you leave the house so a woman
can't get at you that way. Don't leave any finger or toe nail clippings
where a woman can find them and keep a close eye on
your dirty socks and underwear. All these things can be used by a woman
to tie you to her.
I was also taught to be aware of the cycles of the Moon when dealing
with women. A woman's power is strongest at the full Moon. This is also
the time she is most likely to have her period as well. It's when you're
most likely to get something put on you.
OK, so now the dudes who didn't know anything about how women "trick"
men are a little less likely to get got. And women who didn't know before
know now know some basic hoodoo trickin' tactics.
But there's a whole 'nuther side to this trickin' thing...

tune in for part 2

Friday, January 20, 2006

breakin out the box

I was looking at this book yesterday and it got me thinking. To what extent are African-Americans real? Obviously the descendants of the Africans brought to the U.S. to work for free are physical, corporal beings living physical, corporal lives.
But is how we live as African-Americans real? In what way?
I don't mean this in the Buddhist it's all an illusion sense. I also don't mean this in the Baudrillardian sense, though Slaves in the Box makes a pretty good argument for Aunt Jemima as the original simulacrum and charts the effect of this simulacrum in operation in a way that was quite educational to me.
I guess for me this is a part of thinking through the concept of Law and what it means for Rootwork. Law itself is a thought, an agreement. Yet these thoughts cause people to live a certain way, to fight and to die. Segregation and Jim Crow had real effects on real people.
But what held them up was the law, a something that now seems totally ephemeral yet held and still holds a weight that creates real effects that impact on millions of people on the physical plane. To what extent is the Force behind Law real? To what extent is Law a construction?
What Force allows Law to have physical effects? What Force manipulates and changes those effects? What is the connecting process between Law and the "real" world?
Another question: African-American men have the highest rate of prostate cancer in the world. Why isn't the rate as high in Africa, where we came from?
What is this unknown force that's literally effecting Black manhood? I've been told by Papa CE that the cure is simple. But my question is why do we need a cure at all?
What sort of energy modulation created this dysfunction?
This line of questioning is not some abstract exercise. It deals with how I need to live day-to-day.

Thursday, January 12, 2006

to the east my brother, to the east

"Very nearly all that I have given as Rosicrucianism originated in my
soul; and scarce a single thought, only suggestions, have I borrowed from
those who, in ages past, called themselves by that nameā€”one which served
me
well as a vehicle wherein to take my mental treasure to a market, which
gladly opened its doors to that name, but would, and did, slam to its portals
in the face of the tawny student of esoterics."
Pascal Beverly Randolph

The Umbilini-Kundalini connection is a good way for me to segue into
talking about the concept of "the East" and "the Orient" in Hoodoo.
When talking about "oriental" wisdom's influence on African- American
thought you have to face squarely the racial dynamic that existed
at the time "Orientalism" entered into the culture. To put it bluntly
at that time in America all brown-skinned people were looked upon
as niggers by those of European desent (the "Indians" were "red-skins",
remember?). Egyptian,Middle Eastern, Indian, Polynesian, Aborigine:
all niggers.
This culturally enforced One Love was the vehicle African-American
metaphysicians hotrodded by looking East. African, Middle Eastern
and Indian wisdom came together as one "Eastern" wisdom analogous
to the way all dark-skinned people were regarded in American culture
at that time.
That this reflects a deeper truth was not a happy accident
but a result of the fact that the relevant African-American metaphysicians
had already had a calling and an anointing as they call it in church and
found in Oriental wisdom a way to explain this anointing to others.
The calling, the anointing, came first, from their own perspectives as
African-Americans and then the "box" to put it in, the vehicle as
Beverly put it of Oriental thought, or in Beverly's case Rosicrucianism,
came after.
Beverly's case is particularly poignant because he got one-dropped
Out of his place in history.

Sunday, January 08, 2006

Umbilini = Kundalini. Wut?! the Snake Power, fool

i told y'all the Dravidians would have something to say here too...
A lil story: My boy AJ from Mississippi went to Tamil Nadu, one of the states in southern India, home of the Dravidians.
Everyone there kept taking to him in their language. They thought he was from there.

working the Snake Power: a Zulu view

My grandfather also taught me how to control my powers of seeing and how to sharpen them and make them more accurate and efficient. He taught me the art of breathing properly. He taught me the secret art of joining my mind to that of the great gods in the unseen world. He taught me how to sit still - very, very still - and eliminate all thoughts from my mind and call upon the hidden powers of my soul.
In short, my grandfather taught me the Zulu version of what is called in English, "meditation". How to breathe softly and gently like a whisper until you feel something like a hot coiled snake bursting through the top of your head - a fearsome thing that is known as the umbilini. This umbilini, my grandfather told me, is the source, the primal source of the sangoma's powers. A sangoma must be able to summon this umbilini at will through the beating of the drum and through meditation, very, very deep meditation.

Vusamazulu Credo Mutwa - Zulu Shaman p.13

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

new year - new spot


I've morphed again

But I shall return one day...

peace