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The Proclivity To Destroy The Light

JABULANI DURAJAYE

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The Proclivity To Extinguish The Light!
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Author Jabulani Durajaye explores in greater depth and detail the subtle and not so subtle manifestations of Occidental pseudologies and Secret Society machinations specifically engendered to subjugate and mentally cripple aBa ntu youth, as well as the role Demonic Love ultimately plays in the extinction of the light!
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DEMONIC LOVE
The Effects of European Pathogens on African Relationships

OTHER TITLES BY PRIEST RA-EL MAHANEM ELIOENAI:

EPISTLES OF A MONK: Etherian Openings To A Black Woman THE CLARION TRUTH: Who or What is The Temple of the Etherians? TRAVELS OF A SUFI NEBUSHASI_HAHBAN: The Way of the Written and Oral Scrolls of YHWH

Forward Many of us sit in puzzlement today wondering about the violence that is choking the very life out of our vicinages. Young people, our hope and future, the light, find themselves hypnotized by the diverse machinations of a system bent upon their mental subjugation and spiritual death. How many times have I heard elders bemoan: Those damned young people are just so rude and ignorant. They are hopeless...a lost generation. However, what they fail to realize is that those damned young people are a reflection of the example we have set. The we being parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and adults in general. Lets face it. We have failed our aBa ntu youth, and allowed them to fall victim to every snare designed by this society to bring about their demise. We as the caretakers of the light continue generation after generation to cast aside the sacrifices necessary to leave a spiritual, mental, social, and ultimately financial inheritance for our children. We are too busy chasing the American dream; too preoccupied trying to live up to illicit paradigms and perverse idiosyncrasies; too enthralled praying to a picture of Michelangelos cousin for salvation; too stupefied listening to every wacko psychologist who has something to say about how we should rear our own. We stand akimbo and hastily proud over the fact that we persistently show our children who the boss is by thrashing them incessantly with a nice skinny tree limb or better yet an ironing cord whenever they disobey us, just as our forebears were thrashed and degraded unintermittingly in the plantation fields of the South. We think to ourselves: Spare the rod and spoil the child. Never knowing that

what the Wiseman meant was the true rudis (rod) of correction, i.e. knowledge, wisdom and overstanding, not a belt, tree branch, electrical cord, or the like. In no way is this to imply that corporeal punishment is wrong, but it should never be the first action or last resort. Without hesitation we scream to the top of our lungs at our children, jerking them back and forth like lifeless dolls, calling them dumb and stupid, shouting obscenities, and thinking to ourselves how we wish they were never born. Oh, what a grave mistake I made on that faithful night when I was overtaken by my passions, we think to ourselves. Why? Our children ask inquisitively when we request something of them. Because I said so, we bark back, denying them a sufficient and legitimate answer, unconscious of the fact that in the process they are being indiscriminately robbed of the aptitude necessary to distinguish right from wrong. With a double tongue we speak, preaching one thing and practicing another. We allow the television to be our baby-sitter and the radio the singer of our lullabies. All too often we consider only ourselves when we cant seem get along with our better half and the possibility of separation or divorce manifests, feeling that what is best for us, and only us, not our children, is the only thing that matters. Because of our own ignorance and shame we are unable to properly teach our children about the glory and achievements of their people. Instead we choose to speak about good hair and bad hair, light skin and dark skin. We mock our origin, and lower our heads in disgrace whenever we hear the word Africa. We applaud
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our self-hatred, calling ourselves nigger, dog, whore, and bitch at every turn, frying our brains out trying to get just the right Eurocentric look while our children tease each other about having nappy hair. We find time for the most trivial of things, but when it comes to our children we are always too busy, always too tired. We rarely speak of love, and when we do our actions, undertakings, and commitment(s) never seem to reinforce it. With all the responsibilities that we have shirked, too haughty to perceive our shortcomings, too arrogant to accept blame for our trespasses, is it really startling that our young people are just as confused as we are? As their exemplars (role models) we must strive to become more than just advice givers, more than just dime a dozen orators, more than just beggars fighting over a few jobs (crumbs) that may fall from massas table. We must labor to teach our children, love, respect, compassion, truth, honor, loyalty, justice, and discipline, transforming them into potent seeds that will one day fall upon the fertile soil that is our-story, maturing to be radiant illustrations to those yet born. Our children, our blessing.

Priest Ra-El Mahanem Elioenai

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The Proclivity To Extinguish The Light!

A cloud of apathy looms over the head of muntu1 with its raindrops of death trickling on the heads of our light (children). We stand idly by and let our children destroy themselves or be destroyed by parasites posing as family and friends. Why is this happening? It is easy to assert the erosion of the family is the cause. However, if we look closer one is forced to conclude that clandestine forces are moving to use naive Africans to do it. One method that is commonly employed is to have the parent in the role as a friend teaching the child profanity or worst letting children fight one another while standing by and cheering on with glee not realizing that in encouraging this psychopathic behavior you give the Gestapo (police) justification to gun down your youth. Many Negro mothers want to be liked so much by their children that they often allow their daughters boyfriend to spend the night often smoking and drinking with them. Elated in their ignorance they shout, Im going to make sure that my child can come to me with anything, not knowing that if the child is not disciplined by the clan, the European disciplines with a bullet. To become like our childs peers instead of realizing were their teachers is to betray them. How many parents are aware to any degree that Secret Societies control all forms of modern disciplinary techniques such as time outs, knowing fully that children left to their own devices will drift into the abyss, and this is precisely what they desire. Once this happens you can witness the result(s) on late night news stories of children
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gunned down or taking an innocent life. The Clandestine Orders (Secret Societies) know that to take up another peoples value system is to project their idiosyncrasies. In doing this African children are portrayed as bestial by their people as well as other ethnic groups. With the desired mindset the Secret Societies intensify their blueprint for genocide, and people are comfortable with it because the component of hue-manity has been removed. Another weapon utilized by those who move in silence is to play on the questionable level of the esteem of African men and women by having them chase the American Dream. While competing in this quest far too many men and women come home too tired to interact with their light, often barking and snapping at the smallest request for time and wisdom. As a result the child unfortunately looks towards a rapper or entertainer, who in most instances have been victimized themselves, as a role model. Sadly, the light ends up chasing the very thing that has separated them from their mother or father. For those 18 to 30 years of age, slain rap artist Tupac Shakur is the current generations Jesus Christ. Many pictures of this confused African nailed to a cross can be purchased at most flea markets. The C.I.A. controls the rap industry and it will exploit those in it to mislead if not drive to suicide African children. Rap is becoming a religion and basketball is not far behind! It is also unbeknownst to many in the village (community) that when our female light competes for a position on the High School girls teams they do so under the guise that they are eventually expected to have a lesbian experience! In this most pressing time who can they turn to? With the African clan divided they are picked off one by one irrespective if they have the same home address. You cannot aid the light
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and chase the heaven of the European. The light are being assaulted from all sides, and the public school system is no exception. Vaccines are given to our children under the premise that it prevents acquiring viruses such as measles, mumps, chicken pox, etc. What is not said however is that the various vaccines change the DNA of the child. The genetic make up is manipulated, not to mention every year nearly 14,000 cases of adverse trauma to vaccines are reported as well as cases of brain damage. Vaccines contain everything from mercury to formaldehyde, which is used to preserve corpses. We give our children to these nurses out of fear that our child wont be able to attend school. Our children scream in pain, but we do nothing because the nurse justifies it with a piece of candy. The body of our children has just been altered by the Center for Disease Control (C.D.C.) and out of fear we are comfortable with it. Children in this era are expendable, disregarded like an old newspaper, and the question still remains, Who cries for Amare Davis or Gary Young? The Yoruba of Southwestern Nigeria have a proverb: Children are the reward of life. Without our culture we have forgotten that. On the crossroads the orisa2 view our complacency. Eshu shakes his head, Ogun curses, Yemaja screams, Oshun weeps. The light is being dimmed more day after day and if we in our ignorance and fear choose not to fight the European value system village by village we need not call out to our ancestors for they will simply turn a deaf ear, and deservedly so.

Notes
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[Ki-Kongo] hue-man; African man and woman in harmony with nature. [Yoruba] celestial gods; hue-man beings of the Yoruba of Southwest Nigeria who reached the pinnacle of their existence; spirits who dwell in Ile Ife.
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Sources Fu-Kiau, Kimbwandende Kia Bunseki, African Cosmology of the Bantu-Kongo. Peters, Erskine. African Openings to the Tree of Life. http://www.thinktwice.com

Operating within the vee one can scream in pleasure or pain.

Taken from African Cosmology of the Bantu-Kongo by Kimbwandende Kia Bunseki Fu-Kiau USED WITH PERMISSION.

Epilogue For those who have taken the time to view this treatise, many with intellectual glaucoma will not see how the unseen hand leaves its palmprint upon the African family. It is imperative not to focus your attention on the puppet, but the puppeteer. Secret Societies fund and control your public school system, church and hip hop flunkies, just to name a few. Revolution is nothing but a recurring dream, if man, woman and child does not take revolutionary strides to make it a reality. The modus operandi of the clandestine is to crush the present light so they will be as relevant as the dinosaur is today. To murder future warriors, priests and architects is to further demoralize a people without a new stratagem who are then reduced to self-esteem salutations such as Free the land or Harambee. Your greatest asset can become your worst burden. Step forward or stand down, the choice is yours! Haka mini. (The heavy load.)

Jabulani Durajaye

THE MONASTERY

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In an era where children of THE SUPREME FORCE are being attacked from all sides by the Oyinbo (European), an order arises out of THE MATRIX to aid and enlighten the collective (the masses!). THE MONASTERY OF ILLUMINATION is a society dedicated to feeding, clothing and disseminating occult knowledge to the African man and woman. We realize that to fortify the spirit without the body is a prelude to failure. Therefore, we humbly accept our mission to combat an enemy who arrogantly wishes to supercede nature. We only pray the primordial GODS/GODDESSES find us worthy and receive us with veneration. Forward...

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The Proclivity To Destroy The Light

JABULANI DURAJAYE is HEAD MONK and FIRST ORDER PRIEST
of THE MONASTERY OF ILLUMINATION. He holds a DOCTORATE in the field of metaphysics from the UNIVERSAL LIFE SEMINARY. Dedicated to (Maat_Divine Truth), his life stands as a testament to the transformational power of .

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For more information about THE MONASTERY OF ILLUMINATION, visit us on the web at: http://www.geocities.com/ether_utopia or write: THE MONASTERY OF ILLUMINATION P.O. Box 04345, Detroit, MI 48204.
First Printing This work is inspired by the Priests and Priestesses of the Great Principles, the Immortal Ones whose home is where the sun and the sky meet...Nsaman pa, ancestral spirits who constitute the pristine community in the spirit world. THE TRUTH CANNOT BE COPYRIGHT! Book and cover design:

Lufiti Ogo

p r e s s
Umuntu Ezeayanah

Priest Ra-El Mahanem Elioenai