I’ve often wondered why Black History Month is in February and what it has to do with the sign of Aquarius? With the risk of sounding like conspiricist, I think it has to do with the Aquarian ideal/image of the au currant version of the black race. I spoke about this with SiStar MyRah on our Super Bowl Review. It’s a pretty compelling dialog apart from the symbolic breakdown of the game itself. In the last half-hour, we delved into a rarely discussed topic; racial mixing.
It began when I noted the percentage of commercials on television that had black males and or families depicted as the majority, a place at one point in time occupied by whites. I also noted that most of the males looked like some iteration of Barack Obama, light skinned and metro-sexualized. On some level, this makes commercial sense to me, since selling a product could have much more resonance if you modeled the model on the president, who has unmistakably, the biggest brand in the land. But SiStar MyRah took it one step further. She talked about this as being the acceptable model of being black. Look around at most black american stars, like Beyonce, Rhianna and Nicki Minnaj. They’re more golden than black, while equally, if not more talented artists like Fantasia Barrino, (Hey Missy Elliot where are you?) aren’t nearly as heavily promoted. SiStar MyRah called them, “hybrids.”
As I deftly do my best to discuss race without falling and getting fried by the third rail, my sense, is, is that lighter skinned, mixed-race-version is the physical manifestation of the blending of one race, one color, one collective variant of a golden species, which would ultimately break with social, racial and historical identities, and as a result, would be about the future and not the past. It would be more than just a symbolic element of a planet peopled by one color and vibration. It would be a physical incarnation of the Aquarian ideal, the melanized version of a racial alchemy, turning the lead of a number of races into the gold of one.
This, in some ways would reflect a form of completion, since, according to Blavatsky, the second root race, after the first (amoeba like beings) had golden skin. This of course would not align with Blavatsky’s overall vision of the root races, which sees the sixth and seventh root races as the Australo-American, a psychic race of beings from Australia, New Zealand and California. This vision of a golden race is something that has also been written about and seen by channelers and remote viewers as being the face of Terra in the future.
Now, on one level, albeit a fairly cynical one, it might be viewed as high-level eugenics practiced through intense social programming, which would highlight and promote mixing of all races, and through which new codes of behavior, new ethics and even a new religion could be installed, thus eliminating the God of the Piscean age. The implementation of the new world religion has already begun and it emerges from two, separate directions which both, promote an alternative version of the post-christian God.
From the left side of the coast, there’s the new age version of the universe, or cosmos, or source that uses texts like the Book of Urantia and Course of Miracles, laced with heavy doses of Theosophy, Hinduism, Buddhism and polyamoristic tantra. It’s The Lightworkers Union, Local 1111.
From the other side, there’s a much darker version co-mingling with it. This would be the re-birth of illuministic, ritual occult practice, which is really illuminati magic as fashion statement, cliched hand signs and a philosophy that encourages a watered-down version of “Do as thou wilt.” It comes down through the hip-hop pyramid and trickles all the way to Miley Cyrus and Justin Bieber.
Together, these two variants combine, just as skin tones do, to form some sort of ideological fusion, a blended frequency spectrum of beliefs with the individual squarely at the center of it.
Of course, Barack Obama is the high priest, the pharaonic mediator between both worlds, welcoming the golden skinned goddesses, Beyonce and Alicia Keyes into the White House and rubbing elbows with J-Hovah, while he’s flashing his magic smile to the beaming acolytes of Marianne Williamson, Neal Donald Walsh, Deepak Chopra and Barbara Marx-Hubbard. Here, we have an ideological synthesis and mixing, a hybrid spirituality with a new high priest, himself a living agency of the planetary experiment in the manipulation of consciousness and race. With his Hawaiian legacy, he is the “rainbow bridge.”
I’ve also found it interesting that whenever Black History Month rolls around, it’s almost always the same cast of characters that are celebrated and feted. It’s no coincidence that Rosa Parks gets huge play. She’s also an Aquarian and she went to the Highander School in Tennessee, where she, along with Martin Luther King was trained in social justice and Marxist ideology. Her storming the front seat of the bus was no act of individual defiance. It was a staged and calculated act of social disobedience.
And while racism of any sort is repugnant, one of the things that segregation did foster, was the need for black owned businesses and economic drivers to develop in the dark shadow of Jim Crow laws.
James Brown is rarely celebrated during Black History month and yet the godfather of soul, was at one time the largest owner of black owned radio stations and even instituted his own stamp/value/rebate program with “Brown Stamps,” an offshoot of S&H Green Stamps and Blue Chip Stamps. Brown had a strong vision of economically empowering the Black community–that was until the government and the social programs of the Great Society became the de-facto parent of the inner cities. Combine that with the death of many, fine young black males during the Vietnam War and the flooding of opiates into the inner cities and, well, you know the rest of the story.
James Brown had survived a brutal car crash and lost a son along the way. While he was still the hardest working man in show business, he sold his radio stations and got out of the empowerment game.
Another, powerful figure that we don’t hear much about, in spite of his iconic status is Bob Marley, which is interesting, since Marley is the genetic inheritor of both Anglo and African DNA, an early adopter of the race of the golden light and an Aquarian to boot.
Marley’s one world, one love message is Aquarian to the core. He was rapidly becoming one of the most influential people on the planet regardless of skin color or occupation. But Marley was waking up and waking others along with him. His classic track, “Babylon System” talks about the planetary enslavement program that has been in place since the high-unholy-days of Babylon;
We refuse to be
What you wanted us to be;
We are what we are:
That’s the way (way) it’s going to be. you don’t know!
You can’t educate i
For no equal opportunity:
(talkin’ ’bout my freedom) talkin’ ’bout my freedom,
People freedom (freedom) and liberty!
Yeah, we’ve been trodding on the winepress much too long:
Yes, we’ve been trodding on the winepress much too long:
Those are the type of words that get peoples attention, in many ways. He’s not talking about Cristal or Courvosier, or Bentley. He’s addressing spiritual warfare in the most clear language there can be. And just in case you miss it in the first verse, Marley keeps it going in the second.
Babylon system is the vampire, yea! (vampire)
Suckin’ the children day by day, yeah!
Me say: de babylon system is the vampire, falling empire,
Suckin’ the blood of the sufferers, yea-ea-ea-ea-e-ah!
Building church and university, wo-o-ooh, yeah! –
Deceiving the people continually, yea-ea!
Me say them graduatin’ thieves and murderers;
Look out now: they suckin’ the blood of the sufferers (sufferers).
Marley would contract a treatable form of cancer, in the foot of all places, which is ruled by his own sign; Aquarius. Marley would get terrible advice on the treating of it. Dubmaster, certified wild-man and Wailers producer, Lee “Scratch” Perry would later accuse Island Records label head, Chris Blackwell of putting a curse on Marley so that he would die and that Blackwell could take the lion’s share of Marley’s royalties.
Marley was imperfect, but he was a giant and he bridged color, race, class and culture in a historical fashion. He was rapidly becoming the same type of prophet he often sang about. In some ways, the Aquarian vision itself, not the falsified version of a synthetic system of applied economic theory and symbolic enslavement, but a real one, arising out of the human heart in an organic fashion, is inherent in the sound and vision of Marley’s music.
Another, pivotal and important figure that is also rarely mentioned or discussed during Black History month is one, Fela Anikulapo Kuti. While Haile Sellasie courted the British Magistrate, the League of Nations and later the UN, Fela Kuti had a vision of Africa that had nothing to do with the globalist, hegemonic agenda. Kuti wanted his own Nigeria to be a model country, a strong state that could anchor the independence of African power and consciousness and be a model for a post-colonialist Africa that was seemingly being ruled by proxy through puppet dictators and presidents on the globalists dole. They were of course supplied with plenty of arms to fortify their often brutal rule of law.
Kuti favored a type of pan-Africanism that would join various states under one Africa. This vision was branded as a type of socialism, but there isn’t any historical or lyrical connection to Kuti and Marxism. His brand of socialism was a type of geo-political unity that supported African and not imperial interests.
Kuti formed his own community/colony called the “Kalakuta Republic,” which was based on polygamy and Yoruba. As a result, he was a modern-day-Solomon with twenty-seven-wives. By the way, if you haven’t noticed, this was about 180 degrees from the current dawning of the “golden age.”
Kuti was a continental separatist and that boys and girls is bad for business. He would survive a number of attacks on his life and eventually die of AIDS related symptoms. Like Marley before him, he would eschew western medicine for treatment.
But perhaps there’s more to this connection with Aquarius/February being Black History month.
Back in the late 90’s I had the great pleasure to meet Kodwo Eshun, a gifted writer with an infectious and lively spirit. I first saw Kodwo in the Iara Lee documentary on electronic music, “Modulations.” Eshun, along with Robert Moog stole the show. Eshun’s ability to articulate electronic music into prose resulted in something called, “Sonic Fiction” out of which sprang an incredibly important journey into the future frequencies of jazz, electronic and funk music. Eshun’s essays on Sun Ra, George Clinton, Jimi Hendrix, DJ Spooky, Wu Tang, Underground Resistance, Drexciya, Juan Atkins, Derrick May and other pioneers of a futuristic, afrocentrism in music was astounding and his prose was as dense and layered as a Funkadelic mind jam. Eshun’s work has contributed greatly to a school of music, image and text called, “Afrofuturism.”
For me, in many ways, this typifies not just the outside version of Black History month as a form of Aquarian expression, but the essence of the Aquarian spirit as a vibration that connects our ancient roots and rhythms across races, spaces and times, catapulting them into the future via the magic of wordsound, incantations that reverberate with a musical language all their own, creating an imaginary landscape that uses myth and narrative as a jump seat into hyper-dimensional possibility. This is the place where the imagination is divine and all beings can revel in the complexity and nuance of spirit, through all of its manifestations, without judgment, without prejudice and without the not-so-subtle commands to surrender ones autonomy and heritage in favor of some grand, social-experimental-gene wipe where diversity bleeds into one, macro-miasmic-monad and a myriad of cultural traditions and riches are lost in the mix. In modern recording, the compression of sound is the audio correlation, where the highs and lows are crunched into the broad middle of the track, so that the sound is loud and punchy, jumping out of the speakers, grabbing your attention, but sacrificing the essential nuances of the track.
Now it might just be, that when the Pleiadians finally land, they’ll be greeted by a bunch of people that look a lot like Amber Rose and Miles Austin and maybe they’ll have peace in their hearts and vastly open minds. if that’s the way this unfolds as a physical expression of oneness in the Aquarian Age, then so be it. But if I were the architects of this planetary re-shaping, I might be tad concerned, because they just might be breeding their own annihilation through a species that can channel love at such a high pitch, that any kind of anger, retribution and malice will not be able to co-exist in the same atmosphere. Perhaps these will truly be “Destiny’s Children” and if it ends the top down tyranny as a result, without hesitation, I say, bring it on.
Miller Lite “The Race.”
13 thoughts on “Transforming The Shadow Of The Aquarian Age, Genetic Alchemy, Black History Month, The Golden Race And Afrofuturism”
great post. lots of good bases covered here. Eddie Murphy always reminds me of “Trading Places” perhaps another meme at work here? Babylon system is a funny one too .. the Lion of Zion the enemy of Zionists .. how can there be unusured Chosen if Love is One? the AngloZ-bankers always had a weird position in the Caribbean, and I don’t just refer to Guantanamo Bay .. across the pond, By synchronicity, Nigeria pops up here and elsewhere via the backdoor of Timbuktu and socialist air strikes on Mali .. Libya’s light sweet crude only went so far … NEXT!
Thanks Jesse. Good connections on your end too.
ps Its amusing that this Miller commercial has one guy picking up the check. Maybe its because so many are out of work, that there’s usually only a couple people at best to keep the suds flowing. Note that Miller is now a UK beverage .. there are no big American beers. Bud is Brazilian and Coors is Canadian. Go figure. Craft brews are bigger than ever though.
Good post as usual Robert. if you listen to James Casbolt/ Michael Prince’s last interview, spilling beans on underground secrets, he mentions that “mixing races” is part of the agenda and he goes into details as to why, some of which you have also touched upon in some of your shows… he actually takes the agenda all the way back to slavery, which was also planned… as usual you have a finger on the pulse and thank you on all our behalves for broaching all topics as they need to be addressed, with no sacred cows … Keep doing what you are doing, the world needs your keen vision and piercing insight.
Thanks Luna. 🙂
I can’t remember right now where I read it, but Marley was given a pair of cowboy boots by a friend/CIA agent. There was a needle infected with cancer placed in the heel of the boot. The second Bob but the boot on it pricked him in the foot and … the rest is history. Bob was assassinated.
Wait… what?? You can catch cancer from a needle? Christ, couldn’t they come up with a more plausible conspiracy? because this one is just ridiculous.
The one golden race future sounds rather bland and scary.
You know, I thought the same thing. But I think that in some ways, death via cancer makes sense. Because if Marley had been shot, he was so high profile that there could have been actions and events that might have sprung up from a shooting that could have been truly detrimental to TPTB. Plane crash could have been an option as well, but that would also cost the lives of a number of band members and those guys were assets for Chris Blackwell. Sly and Robbie, Bunny and Peter in the early days, Lindo and Smith were all massive, session players and a big part of the Island Records money machine.
The cancer shot makes sense on some level.
Grandpa was around, back in the day. Early 1900, saw the GMO stuff in Ohio, saw the flu, saw the attempt to hybridize the black/Toltec ones with horses, of all things, to create some “black gold”, I guessed that sort of worked. He went to 102, just long enough to see the current arrangement, a very rational, and pleasant man, considering that whole thing that happened on the bridge across Point Pleasant, I was there, ice cream later did not really keep any of the local horses from having attitudes. Centaurus, and Cancer, bridges fall, and a big old black Cadillac will only still hold certain Moths to the windshield.
You know, he has some interesting stories about sewing machines, and precious metals, and small machines, but that is probably best shared while on the bridge
You know, that horse bit me, still have the scar across the base of the neck, now I do not blame him for being upset at the times.
Grandpa was connected. Damn, Neal. . . .
The Bob Marley needle infected boot article is at suspiciousdeaths.blogspot.com. Their other blog, twelfthbough.blogspot.com is more up todate and very interesting. Latest post mentions Alfred Webre and the alien agenda – good stuff.
Was never a big concert person when I was young but I loved Bob Marley and saw him in concert once, rather small setting (old movie theater) and he was totally mesmerizing. I’ll never forget it. Also still have the tickets to his concert in Milwaukee, which he never made it to.
Cool. My friend, who was caucasian, with a Japanese husband, used to talk about mixed kids as “breaking the blood.” According to her, hybrid kids are superior.
Whatever, for anecdotal evidence.
But this was a pretty cool article.
I suppose, though, that all of this hybridization is really being done FOR THE PORPOISE OF DEMONSTRATION.
Because everyone knows that God is a giant dolphin, swimming in the Ocean of Being…
Funny, my son was watching TV just now and blurted out in his own, uniquely, telepathic, Piscean way, “Dad, I know what black and white mixed together is.” I said, “What’? He said, “Grey.” 😉